The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

Is he the heavenly man chosen by his father this time?

The initial suspicion quickly dissipated, and thinking of the information Chang Hui had obtained in Mozhou, Ren Qingya immediately connected the abnormal behavior of the future with that strange fairy.He carefully looked at the smiling Ye Mingjun. The fairy's white clothes were clean and dust-free, and his frost-white hair was casually scattered around his waist. are difficult to approach.

Father, is this the person you treat with patience and tenderness?

Ji Mo in Chang Hui's letter was someone Ren Qingya had never seen before. He couldn't imagine the appearance of that god giving way to anyone, and he couldn't believe that his father, who was always trying to guide him to join the battle between heaven and man, would turn a blind eye to all struggles. Obsessed with being opposite each other to another person.

Looking at the still friendly immortal, Bailu's tone was very complicated, "Did he send you here?"

In this regard, Ye Mingjun blinked and told the truth in his own way: "Ji Mo wanted a deer, so I came here."

"impossible!"

The white deer in the lake instantly opened its eyes wide after receiving this answer. However, at this moment, the originally quiet fishing line suddenly entangled its antlers.

Lifting the fishing rod in his hand, Ye Mingjun's eyes showed a hint of understanding, "Jiang Taigong's fishing rod, only those who wish to take the bait. It is not yet determined whether the deer he wants to see is you, but you really want him to see you."

He wants to meet that person?How can it be?Since three years ago, they have broken up their friendship, and the goodbye in this life is only for the enemy. He... just has more goals to get rid of than a powerless god.

"Bullshit!"

Raising his head angrily, the white deer decisively tore off the fishing line, and the cold air spread all over his body, and the whole forest was covered with frost and snow in the blink of an eye.

"Please don't be so rough, please? Jiang Taigong doesn't know how many years he can live, so he should be more careful when dealing with the items given by the old man."

This kind of cold air is enough to freeze the blood in the human body into ice, but it is of no use to Ye Mingjun. He let the ice mist lift his clothes, and the immortal looked dissatisfied and retracted the straight fishhook into his palm.Immediately, he tapped his foot lightly, and with the refraction of the light, he appeared in the middle of the lake. He squinted at the several ice thorns that fell from where he was standing just now, and sighed helplessly,

"You heavenly beings, you don't know anything except using spells in battle, and you don't know why you practice..."

This person's physical skills are strange, as if there is no entity, and he can appear in any light with a single thought. Ren Qingya knows that now that he is exhausted due to the summoning formation, he may not be able to defeat him, but he still can't help launching an offensive again. "I practice only because I will die if I don't get stronger."

"In order to free human beings from the period of beasts where the weak preyed on the strong, generations of people have put in so much hard work, and finally lived a peaceful life for a few years. People now want to go back."

Lowering his eyes in pity, the immortal avoids the oncoming snowstorm. He knows that the thoughts of heaven and man come from the creator. Now that he is hurt, he can't help but lose his temper. The shadow of Mo's childhood.

Most of them are still young, and they have not even passed half of their own lives. They have never been responsible for the lives of the people, and they have never personally experienced the vicissitudes of life, old age, sickness, and death. It is in itself to turn the heaven and man created by such children to satisfy their wishes into reality. One wrong thing.

That's just the little guys' fantasies about gods and heroes. Even if real immortals like them often laugh and cry, sometimes they are too naive to look down on it. It's not a bad thing after all.Emperor Wa gave people brains in the hope that they could perceive the world like immortals. Fantasy is the right that human beings are born with.

Replace the toy knife in the boy's hand with a wounding blade, and let him cut himself and others into bruises all over his body without knowing it. In the end, he didn't even dare to touch his favorite toy anymore, so he could only hide in the darkness alone It's too bad to be close to anyone.

"Empty has the cultivation base of an immortal, but does not have the character honed over a hundred years. It is only a matter of time before he collapses."

Looking at the white deer that isolated himself from the outside world with layers of ice, Ye Mingjun looked a little helpless. It really was the heavenly man created by Ji Mo, and he took the same way to deal with it when he was at a loss.

Since Ye Junhou, he has discovered the fatal flaw of heaven and man. A strong cultivation base requires a sufficient state of mind to control it. No, this is not a fairy, but a sharp blade without a scabbard.

If this continues, Ji Mo will be cut again.The little guy he cured with great difficulty can't be hurt again.

With the moonlight falling through the layers of ice, the immortal landed silently in front of the white deer. When he opened his eyes, his pupils were filled with endless brilliance, and his easy-going smile had dissipated. At this time, he was just an ancient artifact symbolizing the majesty of Emperor Xi. Looking at the eyes of the world that have experienced many vicissitudes of life, he quietly welcomes the heaven and man who needs to be guided to the test by himself.

"Sorry, I'm going to do it to you seriously."

As the fairy's plain words fell, the whole world suddenly darkened. At this moment, the lights and pearls lost their brilliance, and the sun, moon and stars also had no brilliance.

It is the first bright pearl in the world, and as a symbol of the end of the long battle between gods and demons, it has gathered the best wishes of all life since its birth.At this time, whether it is a baby just crying, mortal men and women sleeping in their dreams, or capable people with their own worries, all the souls' hopes for life in the world gather in the center of the cactus, accompanied by the heartfelt love for each other. The prayer of happiness, just like this, emits the brightest light.

Xihuang Qimingzhu is not an offensive magic weapon, its greatest function is to guide the immortals to pursue the way of heaven, and the method of implementation is to show the truth of the world in front of the petitioners.

What is the truth, if you are firm and never deviate from your own heart, it is the most tender reward in the world; if you are confused and regret it, once you lose the cover of your own feelings and look directly at the reality of nothing in your hands, this is Insane punishment.

Once looking directly at the brilliance of Xihuang Qimingzhu, no matter who you are, you must go through the test of the heart and experience all the past events in your memory. .

However, it seems that there are not many immortals who have passed the test in the past thousand years. Although everyone cherishes him, once he shines seriously, he will run away immediately.

Gently blowing away the lingering light from his fingertips, Ye Mingjun has already lost his own radiance. His unsealed cultivation base is not enough to construct a powerful test for immortals to experience the emotions of every life he has encountered in the past, but let Ren Qingya go through it once. Ji Mo's past state of mind is enough.

People are creatures that are difficult to understand each other. They always fall into their own emotions and look at others and the world violently. However, when they have personally experienced the joy and pain of another person, and when they are cruelly treated, can they still persist? What about the so-called hatred?

It's not your fault, it's not the responsibility of mortals to create immortal gods, looking at Ji Mo who often shows a heavy expression due to war casualties, Ye Mingjun has always wanted him to understand this.It's a pity that although he knows that he can get rid of the emotions and desires after going through the calamity of his heart, he is still reluctant to let the sentimental little guy experience painful memories again.

It suddenly occurred to him that even the immortals who came to seek his guidance would often go mad or become disheartened after a heart calamity, so Ye Mingjun poked the fallen white deer with a fishing rod in a guilty conscience.

Facing the past with a clear conscience is the condition for becoming a fairy. With this level of cultivation, it shouldn't be so easy to be played bad, right?

At this moment, as if enraged by his behavior, the sky that was slowly recovering the moonlight finally shouted loudly, "Qi Mingzhu, look at what you have done!"

Um?It seems that something incredible has been caught?

Ever since he entered the forest, Lord Ye Ming had discovered that there were other spiritual thoughts here. Now that he suddenly heard this long-lost name, his previous speculation about the isolation of the Dao of Heaven was finally verified.

"The only one who would call me this is an ancient artifact. Who are you? Dragon Tortoise River Luoshu? Gathering green divination grass? Hundred medicine Shennong tripod? Jiuyou Tiandige? Or... the map of mountains, rivers and land?"

The ancient artifacts that had not been heard from for nearly a hundred years were announced one by one by him, but the voice seemed to be annoyed by his impulsiveness, and did not respond to him any more. With the sudden change of the order of the world, the scenery around him changed in the blink of an eye. The rules of heaven forcibly moved Ye Mingjun out of the Broken Ice Lake.

Is it because fighting him will definitely break the formation that isolates the heavens and attract the attention of the heavens, or is it just because you don't want to fight him?

Unable to perceive the divine thoughts in the air, Ye Mingjun knew that the other party had left.In fact, it has been noticed from the very beginning that ordinary immortals of Shanhe Sheji Tu cannot use it at all. Only the same ancient artifact can trigger the system seal and forcibly prevent him from investigating the world.He still can't guess what this kind of person wants to gather heaven and man in this world. No matter what the purpose is, this is an act that violates the way of heaven.

Looking at the dark night sky due to his spellcasting, the immortal glanced at the barren land, and suddenly remembered that the battlefield of gods and demons seemed to be the same when Emperor Xi was there, but he didn't know if he could still illuminate the sky this time and announce that the world is welcome. A new era of calm has come.

Thinking of the past, even Ye Mingjun finally sighed sadly, "I would rather you than anyone else."

Go back, if you go out for too long, Ji Mo will be worried.

Taking a deep breath, the immortal patted his cheek to dispel all the loneliness, tried to smile, and made sure that there was no flaw in his emotions, so he pinned the map of the mountains and rivers on his waist as always, and stepped on the fireflies in the wilderness walk forward.

He is the shining pearl of Xihuang who guides the world, and no matter where he is, he must exude a reassuring radiance. This is the only thing that will never change.

The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun: Don't force me to act, I will blind you all.

Ren Qingya: Sluggish in the brilliance of krypton gold.jpg

BOSS (angry): Can you try again?

Ye Mingjun: Fly freely on the edge of skin.

BOSS: Hehe, I know you dare not, so get out!

System: You have been kicked out of the instance.

Ye Mingjun: I was kicked out when I brushed the BOSS alone, and I fainted from playing with the deer, what should I do?

Ji Mo: Come back to me!immediately!immediately!