The morning sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and the sunny day can always give people a good mood, even if it is a killer who walks in the dark for a long time.

Sitting at the wooden table, Chen Weiming ate a plate of food unhurriedly, and ate very cleanly. The experience of almost starving to death in the Plains of Despair in the past has made him develop the habit of not wasting food, and it has also made him develop the habit of eating on time in the right environment.

With the improvement of cultivation, if he reaches the stage of knotting, he can make better use of the vitality of heaven and earth, although it is not yet to the level of Bigu, but it will not be a problem if he does not eat for a month or two. It's just that he likes to eat, and he always feels that when he eats, he will feel the truth of being alive.

Although the Empire and the Smoke Cloud Pavilion are different forces, the Yuan Crystal is still a common currency. It is true that cultivators' things are very expensive, but this kind of ordinary food, clothing, shelter and transportation are relatively cheap. There weren't too many Yuan Crystals on the Stygian Blade, after all, those things didn't mean much to him. Fortunately, Chen Weiming has prepared a lot, and there is no need to worry about the cost of eating, drinking and having fun along the way.

After eating, I also made a pot of tea, which was fragrant. Although he doesn't actually understand tea, the steaming tea mixed with the fragrance of tea leaves always makes him feel that life seems very promising, especially after the catastrophe.

The Mortal Knife sat across from him, gulping down the meat. This is a person with a paranoid penchant for meat, and if there is no meat in the food, he will feel as if he has eaten a cloud of air, which is meaningless. As for Chen Weiming's tea-drinking behavior, he only used four words to describe it: pretentious.

"I don't think you're enjoying your life right now!" said the Stygian Knife, muttering the meat in his mouth.

Chen Weiming put down the teacup and smiled faintly: "If there was a choice, I would have stopped being a killer for his uncle." If the cultivation becomes stronger just to kill people, it is better to find a piece of land to cultivate and live the life of an ordinary person. ”

The Stygian Knife stopped, shook his head again, and said, "If you let the Shadow Ones hear this, they will definitely let you eat a few more Heart Devouring Gu, it's too uncontrollable." ”

Chen Weiming shook his head and said, "What's the difference between eating one and eating ten? ”

"Then have you ever thought about what you're practicing for?" the Mortal Knife asked again.

Chen Weiming thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, but it's definitely not to be a killer......"

These words, maybe apart from the Mortal Knife, he would never say them to the second person. Trust is a luxury for the killer, but there is no reason for him to trust that the Mortal Knife will not say these words to anyone.

While speaking, he suddenly remembered the woman in green in the dream, who was that, where was it, why was he looking for someone, who was he looking for, was it himself......

There are many questions, there is nowhere to solve, it seems that only by constantly becoming stronger, strong to a certain extent, can these secrets be solved. While thinking about it, inexplicably, he remembered the fantasy he saw in the Pangu Temple. What has happened, the crying Jiuyang real person.

Pangu, Fuxi, Nuwa, the Holy Teacher...... Who are those ancient gods, and why do Jiuyang Zhenren say that they are the ancestors of the human race. If so, what did they do, and why didn't they leave the slightest legend about them?

"There's nothing wrong with being a killer!" said the Immortal Knife on the other side while eating, "I didn't want to get rid of the identity of a killer, but I want to be the kind of killer I want to be, not a killer who is manipulated......"

"Actually...... The cultivation world is originally about fighting and killing, even if you are not a killer and want to live, you still have to kill people, and you have to kill many people. If that's the case, why care so much about whether you're a killer or not?"

"You may be right...... Chen Weiming was silent for a moment, and suddenly didn't want to talk about this topic, and asked instead: "What about you, have you thought about what your cultivation is for?"

"Become an immortal!" The Immortal Knife said without hesitation: "Of course, it's not to become a legendary immortal, I am a human race, why should I become an immortal." I just feel bound at this time, like a world in a box. There may be a lot of excitement, but it feels like some kind of powerful toy in your hand. ”

"I want to get out of the world in this box, just like Li Qinglian. I don't know what the world is like out there, but I think ...... It's definitely better than the world in this box. ”

Chen Weiming was stunned, he didn't expect the Dark Sword to have such a dream, it was really incredible.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this time, there was a burst of shouting from downstairs, and a large number of gold-armored soldiers escorted a red carriage from the city avenue. The strength of this group of soldiers is extraordinary, and they all have the realm of the Dan period, and the leader is even in the Yuan Infant stage.

There was an aura of murder in this group of soldiers, they were obviously battle-hardened, and they didn't say much to protect the red carriage, except for someone shouting for people to give way, everyone else was silent.

A large number of people and monks in the city whispered about who was in the carriage.

The same is true for Chen Weiming and the Immortal Sword, although the population of the empire is the largest, it is not very common for all of them to be in the realm of the Yudan period, at least they haven't seen a single one along the way. Most of them were led in the Yudan period, and most of them were in the foundation building period, after all, it was still far from the center of the empire.

Everyone watched with puzzled eyes as the group departed until they left the city gates.

Chen Weiming and the Mortal Knife glanced at each other, and were about to say a few words, when suddenly they heard someone shouting loudly: "Everyone pay attention, everyone pay attention......"

Immediately, I saw a person riding a horse through the street, and did not stop until he reached the front of the city gate, and then took out two pieces of paper and pasted them on the bulletin board on the side of the city gate, and said loudly: "Second-level wanted warrant, arrest two Yanyun Pavilion killers." Don't do it, just provide information to get ten high-grade Yuan Crystals. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and even Chen Weiming couldn't help but move in his heart. High-grade metacrystals are not ordinary things, one can be exchanged for 100 million low-grade metacrystals, and the value is extraordinary. And for the formation mage, its preciousness is not only valuable, but more importantly, the arrangement of some formations must have high-grade metacrystals, which cannot be made up for by a large number of low-level metacrystals.

Second-level wanted warrants are extremely rare in the Empire, and those wanted are often extremely important people in the Yanyun Pavilion or the Demon Gate.

Everyone talked about it and kept surrounding, but in a moment, the already lively city gate suddenly became impassable.

The Dark Knife also wanted to go over to take a look, but was stopped by Chen Weiming. Because of his delusional eyesight, his eyesight was much higher than that of his peers, and he could see clearly even from a distance.

The two people on the paper looked quite familiar, and when they thought about it carefully, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, who were not themselves and the Mortal Knife.