The white hair was flying in the wind, intertwined with the long sword behind Su Bei's back.
The same white shirt, the same gentle smile, but Li Zijun was sure that it was not the person he wanted.
Ji Nanjue had not yet recovered from the shock just now, and looked at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, and subconsciously realized:
"Husband...you?"
Li Zijun is the daughter of a Confucian sage, so she must practice Confucian mental methods anyway.
Why would I practice swordsmanship with you?
Even if she agreed, how could the Confucian sage agree?
What happened just now?
Su Bei's eyes were shining with an inexplicable luster, if...if what happened in his memory just now was real.
Somehow, this Li Zijun must have some inextricable connection with himself, and the so-called "other self"'s phrase "Li Zijun is your apprentice." must not have been fabricated out of thin air!
Seeing Li Zijun frozen in place, Su Bei took a step forward and continued to speak softly:
"Do you want to?"
He was very close to Li Zijun, only three inches apart. His skin was as smooth as jade, and it seemed that he could vaguely see the fine hairs on the side of her ears.
The warm fragrance slowly soaks in, making people feel soft all over.
The stick of farewell is still stuck on the ground, with a faint luster shining on it, and a little bit of blood gradually condensing in the overwhelming wind and snow, and then flowing down with the melting snow.
A big hand pulled out the sword, and the sword reflected a pair of dark eyes, and then slowly put Sibiebie into the sword box.
This question seems more like confirmation.
Confirm what you think in your heart.
Li Zijun looked at Su Bei and his eyes trembled slightly.
Isn't this what I have always wanted?
But I don't want him to say it at this time... I can feel his heart.
Then, as if he had made some kind of decision, Li Zijun took a deep breath, and then, under Ji Nanjue's shock, he knelt in front of Su Bei:
"Zijun is willing."
"Disciple Li Zijun, I have met Master."
"..."
As soon as the words fell, everything around him seemed to relax.
After all, I arrived a step too late, but fortunately, it was not too late.
There is still time to stop Master.
What I don’t know is, what did Master Zhizhi see just now? What happened again? Why did everything become like this?
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully accepting Li Zijun as the fourth disciple. The system randomly received 10,000 feedbacks."
"Congratulations to the host for successfully acquiring the Qi of Saints, Qi of Spring and Autumn, and Qi of Haoran."
"Congratulations to the host for winning a lottery opportunity."
"..."
Su Bei felt the extra spiritual energy in his body, smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch Li Zijun's head.
She lowered her head gently and trembled, but she did not refuse the touch of Su Bei's big hand.
"Don't you want to talk to the Confucian sage?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue thought for a while, hesitated, and then asked.
If everyone in the world knew that the daughter of a Confucian sage just worshiped Su Bei, who knows what kind of wave would be set off.
Su Bei's eyes flickered, he helped Li Zijun up, then looked at Ji Nanjue and said:
"Aren't you going to send Zijun to Kongchan Lake?"
"Of course I will meet the Confucian sage..."
"..."
After he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the spot and closed his eyes.
"Nanji, can you help me protect the road?"
This time the evil spirit entered my body and I benefited a lot.
Su Bei could even clearly feel that his personality seemed to be affected by 'that self', more of a change in temperament.
Su Bei's cultivation improved too fast. The rapid increase in strength made it impossible for him to master the abilities to match it, and he ignored many subtleties. However, this time the inexplicable memory had the effect of checking for omissions.
.
The three qi of Confucianism are the same as the qi of Dao, and they are constantly intertwined with the evil qi around Su Bei, forming chaos.
He let out a breath and leaned a little tiredly on the rock behind him. It seemed that as the evil spirit in his body blended with the three Confucian qi, he could clearly feel every difference in texture of the rock behind him.
When he calmed down, the spiritual energy flowing around him was like countless undercurrents, passing through his skin in waves.
There was just the rustle of falling snow all around, but it gradually became noisy in Su Bei's ears. The gentle chirping of willow leaves in the wind and the fine falling of petals. These sounds that should have disappeared in the air became increasingly clear.
Ji Nanjue looked at everything in front of her with a complex expression. She just looked at Su Bei in front of her. Her face was still the same, but for some reason she felt much softer?
Her white hair hung down around her waist, her skin was as delicate as jade, and her dark eyes were as deep as water. Her temperament had lost its previous gentleness and had become calm and elegant.
Su Bei noticed her gaze and said:
"What's wrong?"
Ji Nanjue shook his head and sat next to him:
"Husband, please tell me what happened just now?"
Su Bei hesitated for a moment, looked at Nan Ji, but still said:
"Do you know about Xuanxiantian?"
Ji Nanjue nodded.
It was a forbidden place, and no one knew what secrets were buried there. There were countless opportunities there, and some even said that it was the only way to ascend.
"I seem to see there...the broken mountain peak, the masked man pierced by a sword, and..."
"another me."
Li Zijun looked at Su Bei, trying to hear something from his words.
Su Bei gently stretched his arms, and instantly there was a purple energy all over his body. Su Bei could feel that the evil energy in his body was perfectly combined with the Dao energy without any resistance.
Ji Nanjue looked at the purple energy swirling around Su Bei, seemed to have thought of something, and said:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Is this what the evil spirit inhaled into the husband's body is transformed into?"
Su Bei nodded, then thought of something, and said softly:
"The man said it's called Tuntian."
"..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Bei seemed to notice that Li Zijun's body moved slightly.
...
The ancient country of Nanfeng, empty cicada lake.
There is a pavilion.
The pavilion is very simple, but very strong. It seems that only in this way can it withstand the huge dragon head lying on the pavilion.
The rain still continued, and streams of water flowed from the eaves of the pavilion.
Under the silver dragon horns, his eyes were blinking, bored, looking at the two men sitting in the pavilion, feeling a little inexplicably melancholy and heavy.
Yinlong finally became a little impatient with the helpless situation of waiting for the result, and couldn't help but look into the pavilion.
Of the two people in the pavilion, one of them had muscles all over his body. Although he seemed to have an air of immortality, his overall appearance was a bit pleasant.
On the other hand, the other person was reserved, as clear as jade, and unsmiling. Especially the eyes he glanced at the silver dragon from time to time were full of majesty and coldness.
The two of them were kneeling on the futon and playing chess.
As for what the two people were talking about, Yinlong also knew something about it, so he couldn't help but feel melancholy.
Inside the pavilion, it seemed that the conversation between the two people had gradually come to an end. The rain that was originally pouring became like a pouring water, blurring the world outside the pavilion.
"Mr. Li, I'll leave Ao Yue to you..."
"Don't worry, Old Long."
The Confucian sage sighed and looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.
The person in front of me is the old guy from the Beihai Dragon Clan, and what he wants is nothing more than the man with the Green Ping Sword in his hand.
Seeing that the man in front of him was still thinking, the old man stroked his beard, and then glared fiercely at the huge dragon head lying on the pavilion:
"Yue'er, why don't you call me sir?" I didn't even ask the Confucian sage if he would agree.
The dragon's head turned into a human body in an instant. His petite body followed the old dragon unhappily and said in a low voice:
"gentlemen."
The Confucian sage stood up with his hands behind his back, looked at the layers of clouds above the sky, and said leisurely:
"Dragon King, if that sword is really pulled out... all of this will be uncertain."
The Dragon King shook his head and said helplessly:
"But after all, there is nothing we can do. If the Hualong Pond is not opened for one day, the power of our dragon clan's bloodline will be lost..."
"Dragon is indispensable between heaven and earth. In the final analysis, it is just to continue the incense for the dragon clan."
"The boy who can pull out the Qingping Sword is not an easy man. If Yue'er follows him, it will be a blessing."
"..."
Ao Yue, who had been silent all the time, suddenly shouted:
"I don't want to marry him! Why do I have to marry him? He doesn't want me, so why do I have to marry him? Why does he?"
"If you don't enter Hualong Pond, you won't enter..."
The Dragon King glared at her fiercely and said in a deep voice:
"Don't you want the Dragon Palace that your father left behind?"
"..."
The Phoenix clan is so powerful that I don't know how long it will be able to protect the entire Dragon clan...
Ao Yue opened her mouth, wanting to say something to refute, but the two words she didn't want could not be uttered.
After a pause, the Dragon King seemed to have thought of something. He hesitated before speaking:
"Are you really going to stay out of it?"
Of course, this does not mean doing what Mr. Ao Yue did.
The Confucian sage looked a little melancholy, smiled bitterly and said:
"The road they choose is their own, and they can go on if they want to..."
"Maybe, that's right?"
"Now, Zijun should have met that boy."
"..."
The Dragon King sighed, then looked up to the sky and roared, turning into a red dragon and disappearing between heaven and earth.
The heavy rain gradually stopped.
The Confucian sage and the stubborn little loli looked at each other, and then smiled:
"Your grandfather doesn't want you anymore."
Ao Yue turned around and turned into a silver body and disappeared under the lake.
The Confucian sage shook his head and stood there.
I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed that I finally got the guest I was waiting for.
A middle-aged man appeared in front of the thatched cottage, sitting on the floor with a pot of good wine in his hand:
"The Imperial Master is admiring the lake? It's so elegant."
The Confucian sage turned around and bent slightly towards the visitor, smiled and said:
"Your Majesty is here..."
The Confucian sage knew the purpose of his coming, and he also knew about the rebellion of his disciples, but now he was tired and didn't want to take care of anything.
"How long has it been since we, monarch and minister, drank?"
Nanhuang's thoughts gradually drifted away, and he poured the pot of wine into the cup, stretched out his hand and handed it to the Confucian Sage.
Kill Li Zijun and get the three qi of Confucianism.
This glass of wine should be regarded as a farewell bar for the two of them going away...
The Confucian sage chuckled, his eyes flashing.
...
Xiegu City became more and more lively, and the streets were filled with figures of monks and living beings, making the sky full of excitement.
In a teahouse, two men were sitting opposite each other, talking to each other.
"I didn't expect that the Gu family would be wiped out like this? This is really embarrassing..."
One man shook his head, looking regretful.
"That lord took action, but even the daughter of a Confucian sage still couldn't escape from that lord's arrangement."
"It's just the Gu family, that adult can destroy it with just a raise of his hands."
The other man had a cold expression, and his gestures were full of aloofness.
"I have pity on Gu Qingfeng, he went to Qingyang Sect and was turned away."
"..."
This man is none other than Chu Tiankuo.
"Now that I have gained the respect of that adult, if Brother Hu performs well, perhaps Mr. Chu can make some recommendations to you."
There was a hint of arrogance and disdain in his words.
Mr. Hu's eyes were full of envy. He and Chu Tiankuo were originally only 50/50 in cultivation. Until that mysterious master appeared, Chu Tiankuo's cultivation skyrocketed, traveling thousands of miles a day.
Now I have gone far beyond myself.
"Let's go, it's time to clean up the mess of the Gu family..."
Mr. Hu thought for a moment and said cautiously:
"Why don't you send someone to inquire?"
"It's always good to be cautious..."
The corner of Chu Tiankuo's mouth curled up with a look of pride, and he said quietly:
"That adult will also come with you..."
Mr. Hu was shocked for a moment, and then a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes, and he complimented:
"Since that adult is willing to take action, naturally everything is doomed..."
"I, the Hu family, hope that only the Chu family will obey!!"
Then the two of them disappeared into the restaurant.
A group of monks gathered together and rushed towards the Gu family with murderous intent, immediately causing a huge sensation in Xiegu City.
Many monks were shocked and rushed to the Gu family, ready to find out the reason.
Many people have a premonition that something big is going to happen next.
...
Ji Nanjue frowned tightly, still recalling what Su Bei said in her mind.
Naturally, he trusts the person next to him with open heart. He is just thinking about the relationship between this evil spirit and this inexplicable memory in Su Bei.
The three of them returned to Gu's house again. After a little tidying up, they were ready to head towards Kongchan Lake.
In the Gu family, there are many mansions, and the palace is majestic and solemn.
The head of the Gu family looked at Su Bei with a flattering look on his face. He felt that the person in front of him seemed different. He was very puzzled by such a big change after just one trip.
"Elder Su, are you back?"
"..."
ps: Xiaohen needs to go to the hospital when she is sick. It should be allergic stress.