The lord is always dishonest [Transmigration Book]

The surrounding pale golden light spots floated harmoniously around Qi Zhao's body, occasionally touching his cheeks intimately.

Qi Zhao was caged by them, holding the snake-grain wood and pushed open the door of the high tower. There were many towers inside, and it was hard to tell how many there were at a glance. He took a step forward, and felt a gentle With the wind, the door of the tower closed slowly behind him.

The bell in the tower was sounding steadily, Qi Zhao looked around and stepped up the steps without sensing any danger.

The steps in front of him seemed endless, Qi Zhao walked for a long time but couldn't see the end, and about half an hour later, Qi Zhao's legs were so sore that he had no energy to continue walking, so he sat down on the steps.

He sighed: "Xiao Jiu, the highest point of the tower should be the place of inheritance, do you think we can walk there?"

【Why not? 】

"The opportunity in the secret realm originally belonged to Chi Mu, am I not grabbing it?"

[The things bestowed by the Dao of Heaven are created by nature, and there is never anything that anyone should have. 】

Xiao Jiu's voice was extremely indifferent at this moment, Qi Zhao felt that something was wrong with Xiao Jiu after he came to Tianxu City before, and now the feeling was even more obvious, and asked: "Are you in a bad mood?"

【no. 】Xiao Jiu's tone became suppressed, but she still said, 【Qi Zhaozhao, come on. 】

"……it is good."

Qi Zhao responded, stroked the leaves of the serpentine tree with his lower hand, stood up again, and stepped on the steps.

After walking more than 1000 steps, Qi Zhao found that the road under his feet had changed, or in other words, it had always changed.With this thought in mind, Qi Zhao then paid close attention to it, and after walking for a while, he was finally sure.

In the tower is an enchantment, and the trajectory of change is like a Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

For an enchantment like this, either the spiritual power is very high and one can see through the eyes of the formation at a glance, or it will not be difficult to be familiar with the Qimen Dunjia. It is obvious that Qi Zhao is neither, and the grass and trees in the tall buildings are also very professional. See He frowned and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

After a long time, Qi Zhao sighed and said to himself, let's see fate.

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked forward according to the track he had noticed before, because the road under his feet changed according to the Taiji Eight Diagrams, Qi Zhao walked while paying attention, and soon felt a little dizzy, so he simply ignored it More, rely entirely on feeling to go.

The bell in the tower rang three times.

At the fifth sound, Qi Zhao stopped in a daze, and saw a vine-wood wall in front of him, with two doors embedded in it, one black and one white, Taiji Liangyi.

As mentioned in "The First Birth of the Great Dao" here, when Chi Mu entered the tower, he also encountered these two doors, one leading to the top floor and the other entering the abyss, and the teleportation order on Qi Zhao has disappeared. No, you can't even save your life.

Life and death are in a moment, but what color door Chi Mu chose at that time... It is not mentioned in the book.

It is also very pitiful.

Qi Zhao stood in front of the Taiji Gate and watched quietly for a while, then suddenly heard another bell ringing in the tower.

After the seven bells, if you still can't find it, the road ahead is an abyss, and now it's the sixth.

Qi Zhao rubbed the center of his brows, nervously hugged the Serpentine Wood tighter, stepped forward and pushed open the black door, the reason for his choice was actually very simple, he remembered the first time he met Xie Shen, and then The other was wearing a black robe. At that time, he felt that this person was really good-looking.

Amidst the creaking sound, the black rattan wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a dazzling white light shone on Qi Zhao's eyes, making him unable to help closing his eyes.

When the burst of light dissipated, Qi Zhao slowly opened his eyes, the scene in front of him had changed, it was a simple and solemn hall, surrounded by colorful light spots, in the middle of the light spots, a towering ancient tree stood there, Warm light shrouded the whole body.

The color is dark blue, the teeth are at the end, the leaf pattern is like a tiger, and the surrounding spirits have been born since ancient times, and the shape is divided.

梼杌 Shenmu.

Qi Zhao knew in his heart that this was not the real body of the 梼杌神木. What appeared now was just a secret realm propped up by its spiritual power before it withered. A steady stream of spiritual power, as well as warm kindness and intimacy.

【Go, it won't harm you. 】

Xiao Jiu said.

Qi Zhao nodded, and walked towards the 梼杌 Shenmu. This huge ancient tree stood in front of him, its branches and leaves came out and gently rubbed against his cheeks, then bent in front of him, motioning Qi Zhao to sit on it.

Qi Zhao sat down according to its meaning, and the ancient tree supported him firmly and lifted it up. The leaves lay on his hand gently, and Qi Zhao looked at it with a smile. When it was about ten meters away from the ground, the originally stable branches and leaves suddenly After a moment of stagnation, the aura around Gu Mu instantly became chaotic.

The branch flipped in mid-air, Qi Zhao was startled, and hurriedly hugged the snake-grained wood, while the vines around his body hooked the 梼杌 Shenmu and his waist to put him down. There was a sneer.

The strong magic energy spread around at the same time.

Qi Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he looked back abruptly, only to see a pale man with snowy lips, surrounded by black devilish energy, smiling grimly at him by the door of the main hall.

"Long time no see, Qi Zhao, it's really disappointing to see that you are still alive and well."

It turned out to be Baiyuan who was expelled from Wanjing City for destroying green vine leaves.

At this moment, Qi Zhao almost didn't recognize him.

Although Bai Yuan was arrogant and domineering before, and his mind was not correct, but he always loved white clothes, and his features were beautiful, and when he was not hostile, he looked gentle and jade-like.

But now, his complexion was pale, and the purple-black magic lines spread from his forehead to his chin, hideous and terrifying, lined with bloody lips, as if a ghost had stepped out of hell.

Seeing Qi Zhao staring at his face all the time, Bai Yuan's face turned cold: "I have become like this, in the final analysis, it is your fault, but maybe I should thank you, if you didn't push me to nowhere back then, I will not enter the path of magic, let alone have such a pure cultivation."

He smiled, holding the magic pattern on the corner of his mouth: "So... just to thank you, I will take your life back, okay?"

At the same time as the voice fell, the vines soaked in demonic energy swayed slightly around Bai Yuan's body, and then entangled towards Qi Zhao.

As soon as he got close, Qi Zhao's pale golden vines suddenly formed a barrier in front of his eyes, blocking the black vines in front of him.

One blow failed, Bai Yuan squinted his eyes, and after seeing the appearance of the vine blocking Qi Zhao's eyes, jealousy flashed in his eyes: "Yunxu Fujiki, you really made me—"

"Dislike!"

He suddenly became irritable, with a ferocious face, and the vines around him stabbed aimlessly towards the surroundings. The Shenwu tree was just an afterimage, and it was carrying the inheritance on it, and its defense and attack capabilities were not good. Qi Zhao sensed its panic , and quickly stretched out the vine to block it behind.

"You are still hypocritical." Bai Yuan smiled disdainfully, and the vine around him pulled back, and when it reappeared, the tip had become a thorn. Qi Zhao looked at it, and couldn't help being surprised, he actually refined the blood.

Qi Zhao's bloodline is Yunxu Tengmu, which is mainly defensive, light attribute, and suppressing dark attribute. Baiyuan's bloodline has been completely demonized. Although the attack power is strong, there is nothing to do against him for a while.

After a long while, Bai Yuan's eyes darkened, he retracted all the vines, and suddenly took out a dark black bead from his bosom, smiled heavily, bent down and buried it in the soil.

The color of the soil quickly became darker, and the grass covering it instantly withered. The deep color seemed to be alive. After absorbing the vitality of the plants, it moved, and then spread towards the position of the sacred tree in the middle.

The 梼杌 Shenmu trembled in pain, Qi Zhao was very close to it, and when he clearly felt it, his heart ached immediately. After thinking about it, he squatted down and covered the ground with the pale white light under his hand.

It was indeed useful, and the dark color immediately backed away in fear.

But Qi Zhao's spiritual power covers a limited area after all, and he can only protect one side. Seeing the black shadow going around from the side, Qi Zhao narrowed his eyes, and the vines around him instantly floated pale white light, and evenly spot in the hall ground.

The dark shadow was separated by the light, slowly backing away in fear.

Seeing these, Bai Yuan's eyes became even more jealous and ferocious, but a triumphant smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards Qi Zhao slowly, with dark black vines swaying behind him.

Qi Zhao's hands and the vines all over his body were sending spiritual power into the soil. As soon as he stopped, the shadow would come by, and he couldn't move away at all, and even if he could, it would be too late.

Bai Yuan was the instigator, so he naturally knew this in his heart. He stood in front of Qi Zhao and looked down at him for a while, then smiled slightly: "Goodbye, Qi Zhao."

The spiky vines at the end rose high, stabbing down towards Qi Zhao's heart.

Qi Zhao couldn't move, the 梼杌shen tree on the side protruded its branches and leaves to block it, but was pushed away, seeing that there was no possibility of avoiding it, Qi Zhao gritted his teeth, his blood and spiritual power instantly surged, and he remained calm Cage to Baiyuan, ready to die with him.

To die is not only to die by oneself.

Qi Zhao lowered his head, secretly manipulated the blood to rush to his heart, and waited quietly for Bai Yuan, smelling the fishy smell from the surrounding wind with the tip of his nose, and the tip of the vine had already reached his heart.

"sand--"

He didn't feel the expected pain, but saw that the vines with spikes were cut off and fell in pieces around him.

Bai Yuan's hoarse voice came to his ears at the same time: "You, ha, it's actually you..."

At the same time as his words sounded, a black corner of his clothes came into Qi Zhao's eyes.

Qi Zhao was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in a daze. In front of him was the black back that he was most familiar with. He was holding an ice-blue long sword in his hand. He aimed straight at Bai Yuan.

And at his feet was the pot of serpentine wood that had lost all its luster, scattered on the side.

The author has something to say: Serpentine Wood: "Big brother, our vest has fallen off, what should we do?"

City Lord Xie: "I'll be thick-skinned for a while, I'll cling to you first, and then you'll go up and try to be cute, understand?"

Snakewood: "Understood!"

Xie Qing: "..."

Xie Qing didn't want to say anything today.