Wang Qiankun said again: "Don't be surprised. Your performance in the outer sect competition shows that you are suitable for practicing Shura Dao, and people who practice Shura Dao are born to kill and need to grow up in killing. Staying by my side will only make a mistake."
You, but if you have needs, just ask me and I will satisfy you.
Xin Zhao lowered his head and stood quietly, like a statue, holding his chin with one hand to show that he was still thinking.
Wang Qiankun smiled gently on the side, and the little beast kept rubbing against Xin Zhao's body.
"I don't know what is needed? I know very little about the journey of cultivation, and I am confused about the future."
Xin Zhao lowered his head, his voice bitter.
"oh."
Wang Qiankun looked at Xin Zhao kindly and said, "Since you don't know what you need, I can give you a few choices."
"First choice."
Wang Qiankun stretched out a finger and said: "Three [Heaven-defying Life-Changing Pills]. This pill is specially tailored for people with insufficient talent. After taking it, it will not increase your cultivation level by half, but it can improve your talent."
, allowing a person to undergo essential changes! It can be said to be an elixir that is made against the creation of heaven and earth. Of course, this is something that goes against heaven and is extremely risky. If you are not careful, you will die. Historically, taking it
There are only a handful of people who will survive after three pills."
Zhao Xin was shocked. This elixir was really amazing and could improve a person's talent.
But at the same time, he was wondering, why did Wang Qiankun give him such a reward?
He just won the first place in this outer sect competition. This achievement would probably be as light as a feather to the supreme Wang Qiankun, right?
How can one be so virtuous as to receive such a gift?
After thinking about it, Zhao Xin recalled Wang Qiankun's respect for Wang Juechen and his ability to see through everything. Everything was connected.
Zhao Xinxin speculated that perhaps the fragments of [Scarlet Reaper] were deliberately left by Wang Juechen on the third floor of the Kung Fu Hall.
Luo Yu and Ming Heng have been waiting in the outer sect for a long time for this inheritance, and now they [Crimson Reaper] can be regarded as Wang Juechen's disciple.
This hides an even more terrifying speculation, that is, the fragments of heroes such as the Scarlet Reaper may not only be absorbed and fused by him, but the natives of this world can also use them.
Wang Qiankun looked at the thoughtful Zhao Xin, smiling and saying nothing.
He waited for Xin Zhao's answer with gentle eyes.
"I want to hear the next choice before I consider it."
Xin Zhao suddenly said, his tone was very natural, just like how he usually greets people.
"The other option is to merge with the Holy Spirit. If you succeed, you can reach heaven in one step, inherit the tradition of my ancestor Wang Juechen, no longer experience the wind and rain of killing, and directly become a strong man. From then on, you can lie high in the nine heavens and enjoy all the glory.
Wealthy and carefree."
Wang Qiankun described to Xin Zhao the bright future after this choice in a calm and natural tone.
For Xin Zhao, this is a huge temptation, a huge temptation!
His past ideal was to be a rich second generation and enjoy his life in peace and stability.
After coming to this world, he was forced to experience bouts of fighting and wind and rain, and saw many brothers fighting with each other for cultivation resources, even desperately!
He has a kind nature, but he insists on fighting constantly in order to survive. How he longs to get out of here and not have to practice hard every day just to survive!
He's tired of it!
Suddenly he felt tired. Any life-changing pill that could defy the heavens was far from worth one ten thousandth of the temptation in front of him!
If he chooses this, he can reach the sky in one step. When the time comes, people like Li Qingshun can be easily beaten to death, and no one will bother him again.
From now on, you can live a leisurely and carefree life.
At this moment, Xin Zhao does not look like a young man with flowing blood, but an old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, with a tired heart, yearning for a paradise, far away from disputes.
Xin Zhao felt his throat was a little dry and opened his mouth slightly: "I...choose...second!"
Just when Xin Zhao was about to say these two words, there was a sudden pain in his head. Fragments of countless scenes began to appear. His whole head seemed to be broken. It was a heart-wrenching feeling. Xin Zhao suddenly knelt down and covered his head.
He was holding his head, his eyebrows were pressed together, and he looked very painful.
"What's going on?"
Wang Qiankun stood up with a puzzled look on his face and stretched out his hand to touch Xin Zhao.
Peaceful light gathered in Wang Qiankun's hand, and when he was about to touch Xin Zhao's head, it suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes sparkled.
Wang Qiankun saw that Zhao Xin's current situation was due to a problem with his soul. The sea of soul consciousness was the foundation of a cultivator, the most vulnerable place, and the most mysterious substance. Without a detailed understanding, Wang Qiankun did not dare to take action easily, otherwise
It is easy to hurt Xin Zhao's soul, but it may destroy Xin Zhao's life.
"An ant's fate can defy heaven's will!"
"Foolish mortals!"
"The blood of sinners shall be eternal damnation!"
…
This glorious voice of heavenly power once again exploded in Zhao Xin's mind, making him dizzy and miserable.
Zhao Xin groaned painfully, wondering how much this Zhao Wuji had angered such an all-powerful being. Just a thought arose, and he suffered such a backlash.
Wang Qiankun kept observing Xin Zhao's current state. Runes intertwined in his eyes, which were extremely profound. He took a step forward, his expression was solemn, and every movement was cautious. He was about to take action.
The bright and warm divine power spread around with Wang Qiankun as the center, and the whole room became brighter. Every trace of divine power contained powerful life force. Every trace of divine power was enough to make a mortal live a hundred years. Millions of divine powers were concentrated.
Rise up and become a bright light.
Warm divine power seeped into Xin Zhao's body, and then came to Xin Zhao's sea of consciousness.
Xin Zhao held his head in his hands, and countless fragments of light and shadow exploded in his mind and began to stack up, and everything suddenly became clear.
Above the nine days, an ancient and vicissitudes of palace stands among the clouds and mist, surrounded by red clouds, filled with an extremely ancient atmosphere, and extremely glorious, as if it has traveled through prehistory.
Then a voice of divine power came from the palace again.
"The blood of sinners shall be eternal damnation!"
"boom!"
Xin Zhao's body trembled, feeling that the cultivation level in his body was rapidly passing away, and he was about to become a mortal with no power to bind a chicken again.
But at this time, the system sound sounded.
"Ding - start autonomous defense mode."
As soon as the voice fell, another force poured into Xin Zhao's body, stabilizing his cultivation aura...
After a long time.
Xin Zhao suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Qiankun. A few tears fell from his eyes, leaving shallow traces of tears. His expression gradually became calmer, his lips moved, and he said: "I choose three destiny-defying pills!"
Wang Qiankun was slightly startled, Zhao Xin had just been weird enough to make him care about it, but everyone had their own secrets, and he didn't want to delve into it.
I just didn’t expect that Xin Zhao would calm down and make a completely opposite decision from before, with such a resolute tone and a resolute expression.”
Wang Qiankun then smiled and said: "Xin Zhao, you made the right choice. Although fusing the Holy Spirit will allow you to gain strength, it will also limit your upper limit. Now, you decisively choose another bumpy road. Sure enough, you are destined to
For Shura!"
"Destined?"
Xin Zhao was confused.
"As soon as a monk reaches a certain level, he can divine destiny and predict bad luck. Although destiny is difficult to guess and figure out, those who have mastered the path of destiny can master part of the path of destiny."
Wang Qiankun's eyes showed envy.
"Is there such a powerful person who can test my destiny for me?"
Xin Zhao was surprised.
"That's right!"
Wang Qiankun said.
Xin Zhao fell silent. He had heard about the way of Shura. People who practice this way must continue to kill before they can reach the peak of the way and finally become Shura. The period is extremely dangerous and they often die in the process, but this time
The killing power of a Taoist is unparalleled in the world, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the same realm.
Then I thought that the reason why Wang Qiankun treated him like this was probably inseparable from the prediction of the powerful man of destiny.
"You can think about it again. If you embark on this path, there will be no return."
There was sadness in Wang Qiankun's eyes. He thought of the time when his ancestor Wang Juechen practiced Shura Dao, but in the end he did not take the last step and passed away with hatred!
Now that he has obtained Zhao Xin's inheritance, which he stored on the third floor of the Kung Fu Hall, what will the future be like?
This may be the continuation of fate.
Wang Qiankun sighed.
"Three heaven-defying fate-changing pills are given as gifts to you, and if you win the first place in the outer sect competition this time, you will become an inner sect disciple and receive one million contribution points. In addition, I privately
Decided to introduce you to a big shot as a disciple!"
Wang Qiankun said respectfully: "Lao Ye, please come in."
A gray figure appeared silently behind Wang Qiankun. He was dressed in gray linen robes, had sparse pale hair, his skinny body was a little stooped, and his eyes were a little dim. He looked like an old man who was half in a coffin.
Xin Zhao did not feel any murderous intent from the old man, but he felt a strong sense of danger and instinctively took a few steps back.
"This senior is a big shot in the dark lineage of the Immortal Sect. If you can get his approval from Xin Zhao, you will have a bright future!"
Wang Qiankun introduced.
Zhao Xinxin was greatly shocked. The ordinary old man in front of him turned out to be the pinnacle of the Immortal Sect. He turned to look at Wang Qiankun with extremely grateful eyes.
Smiling with relief, Wang Qiankun moved slightly closer to the old man.
"Mr. Ye, test his qualifications. If you are still satisfied, please accept him as your disciple."
Wang Qiankun said sincerely.
"Qualifications? It's hard to find a qualified person among millions of people."
The old man sighed softly, and gently brushed away the flying dust on his sleeves with his thin hands. His movements seemed a little slow, and the corner of his eye fell on Xin Zhao.
This was just an ordinary look, just like the look of ordinary people, but Zhao Xin felt a cold air surrounding him, and the hairs all over his body stood up, as if he were facing an abyss, and he couldn't help but retreat back.
"Xin Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this, Wang Qiankun expressed his concern.
"I……"
Xin Zhao couldn't express his current feeling, he just felt an invisible sense of crisis approaching him. This was a phenomenon that he couldn't explain.
Smiling slightly, Mr. Ye said to Zhao Xin: "The perception is good, barely qualified. Ordinary people would not feel any discomfort, but it is really good that you have such a reaction. This kind of perception is used to test whether you can become a
Shura's qualifications have nothing to do with the level of talent and cultivation."
Wang Qiankun knew in his heart that he was indeed not suitable for the path of Shura, which was why he disappointed his mentor in the first place.
"Then I can become your disciple?"
Xin Zhao asked, of course he wanted to find someone to support him.