"Uh..." Wu Tian made another move, and the scorching sun was already in the sky.

"Dad, my son is not filial!" After waking up, Wu Tian immediately cried out in pain, presumably remembering the fire.

For a long time, Wu Tian, who had been crying for a long time, had the heart of a human being in two lifetimes to put an end to the idea of going to see Wu Hao's body. Because Wu Tian knew that inviting two third-rate masters to assassinate him was definitely not something that an ordinary village chief could do, and if he went at this time, he would definitely fall into the trap.

"Eh, what's the ...... of my head" It may be that the impact of the death of a loved one is too great, so that Wu Tian, who has always been keen, only noticed that something strange seemed to appear in his brain since he woke up. This feeling is like being separated by a layer of paper, as long as you poke it lightly, you can see the world outside the paper, but the depressing thing is that this paper can't be pierced.

"Oh no, where's my jade pendant?" This wonderful feeling didn't last long, but Wu Tian discovered something that made him even worse - the ancestral jade pendant was gone!

"Could it be... Was it lost in the battle?or the one-time consumables temporarily enhanced my strength during the battle...... "The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes, and the more I think about it, the more desperate I become, Wu Tian at this time is exactly this portrayal.

Finally, under the double stimulation of the grief of his father's death and the loss of his ancestors, Wu Tian's brain exploded again, and then before Wu Tian could react, the wonderful feeling in his brain also disappeared, followed by a vast amount of information, just like his brain was transplanted by someone else, and a large number of memories that did not belong to him were forced into himself.

......

"I am the killing god Wu Chang, killing is my life's painstaking work, the encounter is the fate, now I will pass this exercise to you, you listen well......" Without waiting for Wu Tian to think carefully, a simple and profound voice came from all around, and then the surrounding scenes dissipated, and with the appearance of a touch of darkness that could not be seen.

"Where is this, who are you?" Wu Tian looked around and tried to find the source of the Dao voice, but found nothing, and could only shout at the moment.

Ignoring Wu Tian's words, the words that accompanied him were engraved on the surrounding space in an extremely mysterious way. Of course, this is not what surprises Wu Tian the most, the most strange thing for Wu Tian is that he seems to have an inexplicable sense of closeness to the owner of this voice, just like a child who is bullied outside will instinctively go to his mother to confide in his grievances, just like a child always wants to cling to an adult.

By the way, his name is Wu Chang, and his surname is Wu? Thinking of the sentence that Wu Tianmeng automatically ignored because he was too nervous, he secretly wondered if he would be a relative of the same blood as him.

"However, there are so many people surnamed Wu in the world, they will not all be his relatives, besides, if I really have a blood relationship with him, just by this means of pulling me down this place unknowingly, my Wu family will not be so down," Thinking of this, Wu Tian couldn't help but doubt his previous guess.

"Killing is different from other exercises, blind penance is not able to achieve the Great Dao after all, killing is a practice created for killing, there is only one way to really improve strength, that is--killing! Demons, demons, ghosts, monsters, people, gods, immortals, Buddhas can be killed!" That quaint voice would not stop because of Wu Tian's reverie, and one after another silent words were slowly spit out, and even the ethereal immortal Buddha who only existed in the legend on weekdays seemed to have become a piece of fish and meat that was still slaughtered on a board, and could take his life at any time.

"Really... Is there such a cow?" Listening to the seductive words in that voice, Wu Tian let go of the tension in his heart and couldn't help but sigh.

Wu Tian in his previous life was an atheist in his previous life, although the various examples in this life and the current scene made him believe a little bit about the immortal Buddha or something, but this set of killing decisions was said by the simple voice to be so powerful, but he still couldn't help but question a few points, no! It was not so much that Wu Tian was questioning the strength of the killing decision, but that Wu Tian was questioning whether he was so lucky, and inexplicably got a book of exercises that could kill the immortal Buddha.

"Killing is my life's work to write, if it is fake, Wu Tian kid should not doubt it!" Unexpectedly, the voice seemed to be able to hear what Wu Tian was thinking, and once again emphasized the power of the exercises.

"It turns out that you can also communicate with me normally. ”

"Kill has a power far beyond that of a monk of the same rank. ”

"Well, you're a bird. ”

"Correspondingly, it is also more difficult for a Kill Cultivator to advance than others. ”

“......”

"In addition, there is another great use of killing, and that is ......"

"Don't bird me again. Wu Tian saw that the voice not only ignored him, but spoke faster and faster, so he sighed lightly, and then went to listen to the huge jerky and incomprehensible law.

"Wu Tian, I have already imprinted the whole book of the killing book in your soul, so you don't need to worry about forgetting. In addition, the world you are in now is your sea of knowledge, simply put, in your mind, although your current strength is not enough to enter the sea of knowledge, but you don't need to worry about not being able to get out, and when I dissipate your will, I will replace you out of the sea of knowledge. I don't know how long the voice stopped after speaking, and then said as if it was an afterthought.

"You... Will you die?" Although Wu Tian and the other party have not known each other for a long time, but the grace of being taught will inevitably be reciprocated, Wu Tian does not have the general consciousness of a savior, but the distinction between grievances and grievances can at least be done.

"All things will eventually disappear one day, and immortals are no exception. Besides, I'm just a projection now. The voice said.

"And your true essence?" Wu Tian was a little worried.

"He died in that great war 10,000 years ago. The voice smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care about life and death, and Wu Tian also noticed for the first time that the voice was mixed with a trace of other emotions.

"I can hand over the killing duel to you, and I hope you don't let this exercise go away. The voice grew quieter and quieter, until it finally dissolved into nothingness.

"Knock knock!" Wu Tian immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to the surroundings, muttering in his mouth, "The grace of teaching cannot be repaid, Wu Chang, I remember you!"