The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

"Get stronger, get stronger, give you to me..."

In the darkness, the bewitching voice kept echoing, and the powerless hatred amplified, torturing Zhou Yan's soul.

Beside the half of the tree, there are golden ancient characters suspended one by one, fused into a consciousness body, jumping, flashing, and sending out the power of rooting itself to the limbs of the host.

"Why did you choose me?"

Zhou Yan looked at the 【Everlasting Regret】and asked.

"I see deep hatred in your heart."

As long as there is hatred, there is me, cluck cluck cluck...

It's a deal, and maybe one side of the deal doesn't realize it.

The spiritual wall of [Golden Pavilion] did not block the influx of spiritual energy. This is the main hall with the most abundant spiritual energy in the Xuanji Gate. It is placed in it, as if a hungry and thirsty person jumped into a sweet mountain spring.

Numerous veins containing the spiritual power in the body form golden patterns and appear on the body. They are eroded and swallowed by the dark spiritual power of the central spiritual platform, and transformed into the most delicate and wonderful line, allowing the body to absorb the energy in the most efficient way. Spiritual power condenses, accumulates little by little, refines, strengthens the original power, and constantly changes in quality...

For a cultivator, four years are fleeting.

Zhou Yan and the leader Xu Xian walked in the corridor of the side hall of the main hall.

"I locked you up in [Golden Pavilion] that day mainly because I wanted you to do something so that you wouldn't be sad to the point of death. Seeing that you not only got out of the past, but also made rapid progress, it's worthy of Junior Brother Song's painstaking efforts back then."

Zhou Yan is only seventeen years old, and his height has already jumped to seven or eight feet, much taller than the head of the sect.

He unhurriedly followed behind the head of the sect, listening to the other party's babble.

Talking about Song Han, Xu Xian put on a worried face, "Back then, my younger brother was hit by [The Blood Demon Palm of the Underworld]. With his golden core cultivation base, it is not easy for him to last for a while."

Zhou Yan was also sad for a moment.

Even if you didn't understand it back then, you should understand after studying in the [Golden Pavilion] for four years.What Gong Chuzhi practiced was the [Nine Deaths and Huangquan Jing] handed down from generation to generation by Yingtian Sect. It is powerful, domineering and powerful. With a single palm, it can knock out the souls of monks below the middle Yuanying stage and obliterate their bodies.He was under the control of several uncles at that time, probably because he was injured.

"Since you are like that devil, you are cultivating the dark spirit root. The cultivation method of this kind of physique is different from others. Although the Xuanji Sect is a small sect, it is very responsible for the disciples below. If you need anything, just come and let me know." Xuanfeng."

"Thank you sir."

Zhou Yan understood the weight of this promise, and immediately made a big gift.

"No need to salute." Xu Xian helped him up, took out another white jade ring and handed it to him.

"This is the storage ring needed to control Tongxu Peak, and it has been sorted out."

Zhou Yan put it on and thanked him again.

The two stopped and walked, and finally left the side hall.

At the gate of the hall, a familiar face was waiting there.

"Brother Muyou."

Respectful and distant.

Mu You was still the same, and looked around him twice.

"You're really good, kid. You can outperform others for hundreds of years in just a few years."

Zhou Yan's tone was cold, "Xie Mu was praised by senior brother."

"You kid! How did you become like Lu Yingchao! Don't imitate him!"

Zhou Yan looked at him suddenly, his eyes full of hatred, "I am not the same as Lu Yingchao at all."

After finishing speaking, no matter how Mu You yelled behind him, he flew straight to Tongxu Peak with his sword.

To be precise, this was the first time he really stood on [Bu Feixian].When he first got the sword, he slept with his arms around it all day and all night.After taking it out four years later, the sword is not the same as before, and the lines on his body are more and more similar to the lines on Zhou Yan's body.

If it was only outstanding in the past, it is difficult to look at it from the perspective of the spirit sword now.

The sword is in the heart, echoing the surge of spiritual power.

Zhou Yan thought, maybe he could start to imagine the appearance of the sword spirit.

The sword light was like a rainbow, falling to the ground instantly.

As soon as Zhou Yan put away the long sword, he heard the long-lost Xufeng's cry, finally showed a smile, and walked towards Xufeng.

He saw a white-haired man with his back turned to him, feeding fruits into Xufeng's mouth one by one.

"Muqi...Senior brother!"

The man turned around, and it was indeed Mu Qi.

He took off his mask and said with a smile, "Welcome back..." Junior Brother...

Zhou Yan flew over and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go.At this moment, he seems to have returned to some days four years ago, practicing, cooking, chatting with his seniors, and having a good night's dream.

"They are all the masters of the peak, why are you still so reckless?"

They are all taller than me, the junior brother has really changed a lot in the past few years.

"I originally planned to go to Tongxuan Peak to see you tomorrow." Zhou Yan let go of Muqi reluctantly, "No matter what, seeing you is the happiest thing I've done in the past few years. Let's not talk about it, We enter the cave, do you often come to Tongxu Peak to feed Xufeng?"

As soon as he said this, Xu Feng flew down from the tree, pecked at Zhou Yan, and flew away quickly as if he was afraid of being beaten.

"You bird! Don't recognize your master!"

Zhou Yan covered his nose, jumped up and cursed at the air.

"Hahaha." Mu Qi smiled and bent over, "Ah Zhou, it's probably because you didn't think about it in the past few years, so it can only eat sycamore leaves by itself."

"A Zhou?"

"My new name for it."

Zhou Yan replied angrily: "Because this bird has the same surname as mine, I won't use it to roast chicken wings! Pah, bah, why did I mention the word chicken again?"

He turned his head and said with a smile to Mu Qi: "Brother, I have learned a lot of recipes in [Golden Pavilion], and I will make them for you every day from now on! I guarantee that every meal will not be the same!"

Mu Qi walked, stopped, and watched the junior brother undo the seal of the cave, and put a strand of white hair behind his ears. It has been three or five years. I hope this body can last until the junior brother forms alchemy... ·

After the two cleaned up, Zhou Yan turned into a cooking kitchen as he said, with all the pots and pans in it, making people wonder how long he had been preparing.

"Brother, you can live next door to me when you come to Tongxu Peak, I will use my original room to raise spirit beasts!"

"That place is not big enough." Mu Qi frowned, "Do you want to move to your master's old room?"

Zhou Yan took him by the hand and came to the stone room he said, "Look, I used magic, and it's not a problem to raise a few phoenixes in it now. What's more, the little spirit beast I raised was killed and eaten in a short time. !"

Mu Qi took a closer look and found that it was a space spell, so he looked at Zhou Yan with a complicated expression.

He knew that the younger brother's physique had changed since four years ago, and he was very talented, but he didn't expect that he would comprehend the profound meaning of space magic and cast it before he formed the alchemy.

It's only four years.

The dark spirit root is really a natural talent for cultivation.

Although Mu Qi's own aptitude is also very good, but compared with the terrifying speed of this genius, it is not enough.

In this way, he is very relieved, after his death, his junior brother can also live a good life...