This righteous way always wants to die

"Shu Tu!" Duan Fanchen roared.

"Here we come!" Shu Tu threw out the Nether Sea Beast.

The Nether Sea Beast neighed and turned into a puff of smoke in excitement.

"Huh? It's foggy?" The people in the town couldn't help but look at the faint smoke and dust around them, and they were even more surprised.

Fog before this heavy rain?

I'm afraid some great immortal is doing it again!

With such thoughts in mind, people continued to work calmly.

The whole world is shrouded in smoke.

At the moment of shrouding, all movements became extremely slow.

Shu Tu opened his eyes, and a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of Duan Fanchen's forehead, like a bead frozen in mid-air.

Then he took a step.

Even Duan Fanchen didn't expect that time would be suspended under the combination of two!

During the suspended time, even the Dao of Heaven was frozen!

He is like the embodiment of thousands of smoke.

Going from south to north is but a momentary thought.

His eyes were like mist floating, with a little light, beautiful and breathtaking.

Not here!

Not here either!

There?

No!

The sweat slipped down a little, and Shu Tu noticed it.

It's not time to pause!

It's just been slowed down infinitely!

Time is still running!

Where else have you not gone?

He walked through Wansheng Gate and arrived at Qianji Pavilion.

Where else did he leave out?

Foretelling house?

No...not there either.

that……

Maybe it's close by?

Is it dark under the lights?

Shu Tu rubbed his chin, even in this process, he still went through every possible place bit by bit.

But time is not enough!

Even after two hours, he still hasn't been able to walk the whole world.

"...Ask Tianya?" He stood at the place where Bu Ji once knelt.

The place of questioning and cutting, the place that he hates, is also a superb scene.

This is the place closest to the sky, and it is also the place where you can see the tornado that is not understood by people and has never dissipated for thousands of years.

Could it be that?

It is a desperate place that ordinary people cannot enter, but ascetics will completely lose contact with spiritual power when they enter there, and cannot fly with a sword. Even Shu Tu and Duan Fanchen cannot fly there, at most they can only walk.

Among the few floes, there is a huge black tornado that continuously draws the sea water, and then falls again.

The next moment, it was like being hit by something.

Shu Tu felt a throbbing pain in his head, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Overuse your eyes.

There is a place that even the fog cannot reach.

"It's raining?" The person whose forehead was dripped with a drop of liquid muttered to himself.

Sweat fell.

"Take it!" Duan Fanchen narrowed Mo Lian's range little by little.

Heaven roared again and again, but Mo Lian, who was implicated in the three magic weapons at the beginning of the world, had nothing to do.

Since the creation of Mo Lian, there has been no so-called weapon spirit, but it is the strongest magic weapon.

No one knows this mystery.

Shu Tu was held under his arm and fell into the magic circle.

The magic circle was soft like a soap bubble and did not hinder their entry in the slightest.

However, Lei Jie was like a marble being bounced back and forth by him, which made people feel amusing, but at the same time feared its ability.

"The person who created this magic circle is really a monster, a real ghost!" A group of onlookers expressed emotion.

"Did you find it?" Duan Fanchen asked anxiously.

"No," Duan Fanchen slapped Shu Tu on the head before he finished speaking.

"Huh?! You trash! Useless dog!" Duan Fanchen had no spiritual power at the moment, so he just rolled up his sleeves and did it.

"You mentally handicapped! Let Shu finish!" Although Shu Tu is not a physical trainer, he is also a sword trainer. In addition, he only uses his eyes too much, and his spiritual power is not as exhausted as Duan Fanchen, but he is suppressed.

"Ha! Tell me!" Duan Fanchen really wanted to pooh him.

Shu Tu was full of helplessness, he and Duan Fanchen were really not compatible, every time he was with him, he always felt that Duan Fanchen was very cheap like a shrew cursing the street.

"I went to ask Tianya, do you still remember to ask Tianya where the tornadoes are non-stop all year round?" Shu Tu said.

"You guys made the grand occasion outside?" Ling Che simply opened the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shu Tu twisting Duan Fanchen's arms backwards, making him lie on the bed, as if talking very intimately against his face.

"Uh! I'm sorry! Ling didn't see anything!" Ling Che simply ran away.

Didn't you say you like Brother Bu Ji?Could it be that because too many years have passed and there is not enough masturbation, the two of them just make do with each other?

Ling Che's brain circuits are not ordinary people either.

"..." Duan Fanchen paused.

Shu Tu had already retreated, sitting at the table, as if nothing had happened.

"Come on." Duan Fanchen smashed the tea table with a slap.

Shu Tu coughed lightly: "It's okay."

"Who doesn't matter!!" Duan Fanchen was even angrier, he was the one who was pushed down just now, okay? !

This person is worthy of being raised by a divination machine!You are so angry that you don't pay for your life!

"That's enough...how are you doing?" Duan Fanchen asked.

"Well, it's fine." Shu Tu lowered his eyes.

"Ashamed? It doesn't matter if you quit, he will definitely not blame you." Duan Fanchen waved again, took out a round table and dropped it, another cup of hot tea fell into his hand.

"No... it's just a little emotional." Shu Tu smiled lightly, no longer in a daze.

The avenue is ruthless.

Daoyouqing.

In this world, there are spiritual and wise people, how can they not be moved.

"We need a treasure ship to get there, otherwise how can we cross the sea without spiritual power, and the low temperature and firmness are very important, after all, the tornado is not an ordinary natural disaster." Duan Fanchen said.

Shu Tu nodded: "I'm going to find the dragon wood, you try to find a skilled craftsman to build it."

"Wansheng Gate still has Longmu?" Duan Fanchen was surprised.

"After all, it was one of the original six sects. How could it be without background, even if it is the Floating Life Gate..." Shu Tu paused after speaking.

What doesn't feel right?

"What's wrong with Fushengmen?" Duan Fanchen was thinking about finding someone to make the boat when he saw Shu Tu stop.

"Oh...it's just that Gong Rongrong is a craftsman." Shu Tu changed the subject and replied.

Duan Fanchen asked suspiciously: "Gong Fanrong? Who is it?"

"...Brother Xiaoji is the senior brother of Fushengmen, and Gong Fanrong is his second junior brother." Shu Tu supported his forehead.

"Really? If it's reliable, go invite him." Duan Fanchen nodded.

It is impossible to recommend someone who can be remembered by Shu Tu if he has no unique skills.

"Back then, the six sects joined forces to kill the demon king of reincarnation and created the virtue of exterminating demons. The six flowers symbolize the six people's marriage to the golden orchid..." Shu Tu lowered his head, and the red agate amaryllis flower hanging on the fairy sword swayed slightly.

One of the reasons why he once inherited the reincarnation-long tattoo of the other shore flower was not ostracized.

It is because the symbol of Wanshengmen is the Bana flower.

But the symbol of Fushengmen... the blue lotus?

lotus?

Mo Lian, who once belonged to the head of reincarnation, is now Duan Fanchen's magic weapon.

Shu Tu's anxiety intensified.

Could it be that something was wrong from the very beginning?

Could it be that... Brother Xiaoji's meeting with him was also calculated?

Can't contain the thought.

If even the 'good guys' he once considered were 'bad guys'...

Then what is the purpose of everything he is doing now?

Could it be that he and Duan Fanchen are just pawns in the game of divination and heaven?

【Ahh...they all guessed it, hehehe, it's so interesting.It's indeed a clue left by Gu, if it wasn't like this, it wouldn't be fun. 】

Who made a mocking sound.

[Even so, you still believe that they will come to save you? 】

"Can't you save it? You don't have a B number in your heart?" Bu Ji snorted coldly.

"B number? No! I swell!" The man answered him with a smile.

"You are me, why not me?" The man had a malicious voice.

"Because I'm a human, and you are a demon." Bu Ji opened his eyes, and the whistling sound of the wind and frost was so pleasant.

It felt more and more difficult to 'beat' him.

【Hey!What's the fun in obeying that old man all the time?Why not let go?Heaven created 'I' just to destroy it. 】

"Since you dislike the way of heaven, why don't you resist him? My father said that those who dare not resist their own destiny are weak." Bu Ji calmly grabbed a piece of blue ice, and gently peeled off pieces of ice.

The ice here is cold enough that the ice is as hard as a rock, and it will not melt due to temperature.

【…】He was speechless when he was refuted by 'myself'?

"Because you are like Bu Ji, living in someone's frame, but Bu Ji admits it, but you dare not admit it." There was a hint of sarcasm in Bu Ji's cold voice.

【…】What's the matter with suddenly wanting to beat 'myself'...

It is rare for the head of reincarnation to have the same thoughts as Duan Fanchen once did.

【Then do you know that all of this is just a deliberate thing? ] He chuckled again and began to shake off the burden he had hidden before.

"Deliberately gave hints to the divination person, and was born in a rigid and serious family, using innate conditions to determine the appearance of the acquired 'I' to conceal the fact that you are still alive." The divination machine gently blows away some floating snow.

With the power of reincarnation, even if he is as weak as a mortal now, he will not be affected by these natural forces.

[…] There is a feeling of frustration that you want to spoil someone else's face, but the other party says that you know the answer without watching the ending.

"If you think about it deeply, the master's gate may also be the next pick-up point you arranged. After all, if you don't practice, you will definitely not be able to resurrect and wake up." Bu Ji guessed according to the trend.

[...Aren't you uncomfortable? 】

Such a sentence broke Bu Ji's high-spirited emotions.

"Bu Ji has to act upright and sit upright. Don't get distracted before monsters and goblins." Bu Ji's words suddenly became rigid.

That was the tortoise shell that his father had shaped for him, the way of heaven expected.

The head of reincarnation who was so depressed by "myself" didn't continue to play with the divination machine and went to think deeply.

This cruel world is so beautiful, why destroy it?

This is why he can persist until now.

He will choose to forgive again, because the person he loves loves him so much.

He would say to him, these three words.

"It's ok."

"Brother Xiaoji?" Shu Tu was stunned.

"Why are you still squatting here?" Duan Fanchen looked at Shu Tu still poking in place with disgust.

"No, I just feel a little sorry for Brother Xiaoji. Just now I felt that Brother Xiaoji lied to me and just used me." Shu Tu couldn't help rubbing the corners of his eyes.

"Heh! He was just taking advantage of it! Otherwise, we would throw everything to us, and he would disappear. If this fate is fulfilled, he would not return it? Could it be that you are still obsessed with such trivial things?" Duan Fanchen sneered.

"...That's right, Shu is going to do something. After all, even if you are the head of the sect, you need some means to take out the things in the Treasure Pavilion." Shu Tu patted his robe, and showed it to Duan Fanchen in a rare way. A smile with 100% sweetness and soft light effect.

"Uh..." Duan Fanchen took a step back subconsciously, shaking all over.

Seeing Duan Fanchen's disgusting appearance, Shu Tu laughed heartily, then walked away.

"We're coming to welcome you!"