Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Before Miao Zai finished speaking, he saw a familiar figure jumped up from the huge white monster beast.

The red corset long gown, the dark black gauze blouse, the black moiré boots, and the open smile, it's not Xingshu who just left here this morning.

At the same time, the white behemoth turned into a handsome, white-haired youth at the moment it landed.

Miao Zai: "..."

Miao Zai only felt that the soles of his feet were a little soft, because the white-haired young man was no different from the general in his memory, whether it was a beast or a human.

"Uncle Miao, I didn't run out to play lazily, but to pick up my kid from my family. He suffered yesterday in the trial of the Gu family, and he hasn't recovered yet." Xing Shu coughed clear.

He threw down some poor little who was still mending the floor tiles, and secretly went out, and now he came back too blatantly, feeling a little bit guilty of being caught.

"No, no... don't care!" Miao Zai waved his hand again and again, and then suddenly remembered something, and said: "Gu's trial? Gu's crippled calves confronted Pang...what did you do to this little Taoist friend?"

Ball shook his head and insisted: "I'm really fine." But the exhaustion in his eyes completely betrayed him.

Xing Shu said: "I just heard other people say that the Gu family had put on a vain state."

Miaozai's eyes changed suddenly: "Is the old guy crazy? The illusory realm is equivalent to one hundred and eight heart catastrophes. What is reflected is the experience or the most fearful thing in the heart. This is ordinary people. Can it bear it? They are not trials, they are killing people!"

Otoya also walked over at this time, and the corners of his often smiling mouth had been completely turned upside down, and he looked very fierce with his big copper bell eyes.

"Yesterday, I heard that the Gu family had selected candidates to inherit the secret technique. I didn't care. Now it seems that the reason why they can select people so quickly is because of the use of such a sinister method." Clenched his fist: "Isn't the person who can pass the False Realm the most suitable candidate?"

"What do you say?" Xing Shu thought of Zi Yang, and he was a little worried. He actually didn't approve of Zi Yang going to the old house of the Gu family alone to accept the secret technique that didn't know if there were any side effects. Since the Gu family had this heart , How about letting Zi Yang take more friends with him?

"Young Master Xing does not know that this illusory state is not an ordinary illusion. In this state, there is a road paved with 108 bluestone slabs. The end of the road is an exit, but on both sides of each bluestone slab, there will be that person. The most anticipated, most nostalgic, most fearful, and most disintegrating images in the depths of my heart attract people to approach, but as long as one step closer there, you will fall into the abyss of illusion."

"Falling into the abyss is not the end of the illusion, but the beginning of a deeper tribulation, because all the scenes on the bluestone slabs that have been walked before will be presented in front of you again, until someone who sets this illusion takes him Come out, but even so, the spiritual sense will be greatly traumatized by this, and it will not be healed in a short time." Yin Zai touched his beard, and said: "The Gu family dare not treat those sects with a strong background. The disciple is tossing to death, so there will definitely be a dedicated person responsible for bringing out the people who have fallen into the abyss as quickly as possible, but even so, those who participated in the trial suffered a lot."

More! Gu's attitude was particularly bad, thinking that the cultivators had insufficient temperament and insufficient cultivation, so they were screaming if they could not pass the trial.

Otoya continued: "So, people who can pass through this illusory state are either unintentional, or ruthless, or both. Their attachments are not deep, their obsessions are not deep, or they want to pass. The obsession of testing is stronger than everything that has been experienced before."

Xing Shu: "..." Is this implying something?

Zi Yang was selected as the successor of the ancient secret technique, then Zi Yang must have passed the vain state, what did he see in the vain state? He can withstand those illusions, does it mean that his determination to seek revenge has far surpassed the others?

Yes, he originally came for revenge, he was a grudge born out of hatred, and his obsession to survive in this world was to drag all the people who had hurt him into hell.

In his world, he is just a passer-by in a happy field, which brings indulgence and can not take away obsession.

This cognition made Xing Shu feel very uncomfortable.

Xing Shu smiled secretly to himself, what is he expecting? I clearly don't have a heart, and I still want to have someone else's heart. This is really too greedy.

Thinking of this, he opened the corner of his mouth and concealed his empty heart with a gentle smile.

"The ball, no matter what you see in the realm of illusion, it is not true, or those have already passed. If you are alive, you should look forward. The scenery in front of you is far more than you think. OK." Xing Shu rubbed the ball's head and hugged him into his arms.

The ball froze for a moment, then hugged the person tightly, nodded heavily, and said in a dull voice: "Yeah!"

Yin Zai and Miao Zai glanced at each other, and Yin Zai made a please gesture: "Young Master Xing, don't worry, we can play a song "Jingxin Yin" for the little daoists, which can relieve the anxiety in the hearts of the little daoists."

Xing Shu's eyes lit up: "Then there are two seniors, Lao."

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In the blink of an eye, three days later, Qiuqiu listened to "Meditation" every day, and his face gradually improved.

Xingshu has been trying to contact Zi Yang, but ultimately failed.

In the morning of the fourth day, before the sky broke, Xing Shu opened his eyes and found that there was a tall black figure standing next to his bed.

Because of the angle of light, Xingshu couldn't see the opponent's face clearly, only the figure.

Xing Shu only felt that his heart had missed a second, and he blurted out: "Zi Yang?"

But soon, Xing Shu realized that he was dazzling, and apologized slightly: "Tongqiu, how do you feel today? Is it better than yesterday?"

Xing Shu stretched out his hand to try the ball's forehead, but was avoided by the opponent without a trace.

"I'm fine," after a pause, the ball said again: "If you don't worry, you can go to him."

"Ah? Who are you looking for?" Xing Shu pretended not to know.

"Today is the day when the ancient clan officially announced the successor of the secret technique. From here to the ancient house, he should be able to catch up." The ball fairway.

Xingshu: "..."

"If he enters the Old House again, I'm afraid he will be cut off from communication with the outside world. If he wants to connect again, I don't know when it will be. If he wants to be an undercover inside, he will have to dormant again. Long time." Ball lane: "Go."

"Undercover?" Xing Shu was taken aback: "Do you know something? Did he tell you?"

The ball didn't speak.

Xing Shu Bendang was acquiescence, he opened the quilt, and quickly took out a suit of clothes from the space and put it on: "Yuqiu, you are here waiting for me, I will go back."

Having said that, Xingshu pushed open the door, Yujian flew away from Tianyin Pavilion, and did not notice that the ball that had always nodded his head obediently promised him, and this time he did not make any response or reply.

...

Qiuqiu watched Xing Shu's figure gradually disappear from his field of vision, and then he covered his head and snorted in pain.

He leaned almost half of his body against the wall of the corridor and walked towards the quiet room step by step.

When he stepped into the door of the quiet room, he saw two long swords, one blue and one red, aimed at him.

The blade trembles constantly.

Qiuqiu sneered, raised his head, and met the tearful faces.

"Why..." Miaozai's thin face was full of entanglement and pain. The blue sword in his hand pointed at the ball, almost roaring out: "Why...why is General Pang exuding exactly the same as the Demon Sovereign breath!"

If the ball is not in front of them, their white hair turns to pitch black, a pair of glazed eyes are stained with blood red, and a handsome face becomes another look, they would never think of the person in front of them, that is The entire immortal clan thought that the Demon Emperor had died and died.

The tragic scene of the battle between the fairy and the devil seemed to be close at hand, and the figure of the demon emperor who was always wearing a mask seemed to be close at hand.

Their spirit weapons were plunged into the madness of the Demon Emperor, and their bodies were pierced into holes by the Demon Emperor's Demon Qi Sword. They lingered and survived, but they no longer had the strength to revive the Tianyin Pavilion.

They were seriously injured and unconscious on the battlefield. When they woke up several months later, they beat their chests and feet when they heard the news that their old friends and the Demon King had died together.

Although they haven't really seen the face of the Demon Sovereign, they can clearly recognize that the person in front of them is the Demon Sovereign.

But, but... why! Why is the Demon Emperor changed by General Pang!

"What about your majesty? Now only your majesty's piano sound can suppress the devilish energy on the general's body." Otoya's voice couldn't help but tremble, he just wanted to quickly make the person in front of him look like white hair and white clothes, and then told them that they just watched. Everything that arrives is an illusion, all fake.

"The Demon Emperor... Am I the Demon Emperor? I am... the Demon Race..." Qiuqiu held his head, kneeling on the ground with a pained expression on his face.

Miaozai hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward, putting a meditation talisman on the ball's forehead, and said, "General, concentrate."

But this thing was obviously useless. The ball pulled it off casually, grabbed Miaozai's hand, and exuded bursts of tyrannical demonic energy uncontrollably. The ball said, "Say it! Do you know? What? I am the Demon Emperor? I, I really am the Demon Emperor? In that door, I will become like that because, I, I am him?"

Miaoya and Otoza couldn't help shaking their heads. They didn't want to admit that the person in front of them was the Demon Sovereign, even if the aura from this person was so similar to the Demon Sovereign.

"General Pang, there must be something strange about this! Don't worry, we will suppress the devilish energy for you!" Miao Zai bit her lower lip, and finally chose to believe in the person she had always admired since she was a child.