The leader turned into a butterfly and flew away

Han Junping has been in the bath for a long time. It has been more than half an hour since he came back from Su Lanyu's stroll to Mu Yu's place.

"My internal strength has recovered to more than [-]%, which may have been boosted in Wei Shuhan's dream." Su Lanyu spoke first, breaking the silence: "Is there any way you said before to speed up the recovery?"

Han Junping: "Crossing the catastrophe completely destroyed your physical body, but nothing happened to your spiritual consciousness. If you transformed into a physical body with a butterfly, it may already be regarded as a success in a certain sense."

"Successful in crossing the tribulation, shouldn't you ascend to the ascension?" Su Lanyu asked back, as if thinking of something again, he immediately "thumped" in his heart.

Han Junping sneered: "Throughout the ages, have you ever heard of any great man who succeeded in cultivation? Either he died of old age before he survived the catastrophe, or a thunderbolt knocked out his body and soul."

"So far, only your master Su Jiurong, you, and a great power thousands of years ago have escaped this fate for the time being."

Originally, his master had only a remnant soul left, but he was nourished by the long soul lamp before he cultivated a physical body, which could barely be regarded as a semi-celestial body.But in the end, the decent elders united to kill them.

As for him, it is true that he did not die, and he was three hundred years younger.But there is no sign of ascension, even though his internal strength is three layers, which is close to the previous five layers.So crossing the catastrophe...should have been a success.

"You mean..." Su Lanyu said seriously: "Maybe Feisheng is just a cover, there are no gods in this world at all?"

"Maybe there are gods, but even in the ancient books of the Eight Classics, there is no evidence to prove that someone has successfully ascended before." Han Junping said, "Everything that exists in this world has its opposite, just like light. There will be shadows, and if ghosts exist, then there must be gods."

What Han Junping meant was that there may be gods in this world, but they cannot be achieved by ordinary people who work hard.The gods are probably born, not acquired.

"Then I, who successfully crossed the catastrophe, is equivalent to living it all over again? After a certain time, do I still have to survive the catastrophe?"

Han Junping's expression was a bit complicated: "There are many ancient gods recorded in ancient books. Kuafu used his body to break through the chaos, and Nuwa mended the sky and created man..."

Before Han Junping finished speaking, Su Lanyu had already understood the general idea. He interrupted Han Junping's long foreshadowing: "You want to tell me that these gods will disappear in the end, don't you?"

"Well, of course, this is just my conjecture and Bu Zhou's, and there is no proof yet." Han Junping said, "The extreme of prosperity will decline, and things will be reversed at the extreme. If your power threatens the world, you may be punished by the world, because it is too much." A powerful ability may not conform to the law. The great power thousands of years ago has reached the point where no one can stop him after the second catastrophe, and it is said that he can pierce the sky in a fit of anger."

"Then……"

"He disappeared?" Su Lanyu continued.

"Yeah." It's much easier to talk to a smart person, you just list it and he can guess what you mainly mean.

Su Lanyu knew that Han Junping never liked nonsense, so he explained to him that this speculation should not be idle.

I have already passed through a catastrophe, so recovering my skills as soon as possible is one step closer to death.

"It's okay." Su Lanyu could take it easy: "I've lived for 300 years, so it's not a loss."

Thinking of this, he grabbed a handful of hair, and curled his lips at Han Junping: "You can't be a god, but you can die like a mortal, full of sentimentality."

Putting this kind of thing on a monk casually would probably be unacceptable for a moment. Su Lanyu's statement is calm at best, but big-hearted at worst.

Han Junping's words were tantamount to grabbing a monk by the collar and saying, "You're still practicing, we're going to die like ordinary people in the end. The harder you work, the closer you will be to death."

Then everyone might as well go home and farm and relax.Like most decent disciples of famous schools, one must abandon the seven emotions and six desires when cultivating Taoism, and finally cultivate a death that is no different from ordinary people?

However, Su Lanyu's reaction didn't shock Han Junping too much. He practiced Taoism without restraint, and he never let go of eating, drinking and having fun. He should be quite satisfied after living for more than 300 years.

Su Lanyu sat cross-legged on the bed, and seized the time to tease Han Junping: "Hey, if we all fail to become immortals, we can also play the ordinary people's 'greying as new, as old as before'."

Han Junping thought about it carefully, and felt that this idea was quite good.Unfortunately, it was interrupted by Su Lanyu's laughter, he said: "You fool, you are really thinking about it. The appearance of a cultivator will not change, where is the gray head?"

Unless the time is up and a person has not broken through a realm, a cultivator will show signs of aging.And with his and Han Junping's aptitude and ability, unless he did it on purpose, it would still be difficult to fail to break through a level.

A gifted person is born without this trouble.

Han Junping couldn't get angry with him. Due to the restriction of his growth environment, he couldn't even think of a bad word at this time.When he was at a loss what to do, the words that Su Lanyu scolded him in the dream suddenly popped up in his mind.

So he blurted out, with an unaccustomed trembling pronunciation: "Big pants, you... heinous big pants!"

"Hahahahahaha..." Su Lanyu couldn't stop laughing with his stomach in his arms, and by the way he couldn't help but thumped the bed, and said out of breath: "What kind of metaphor is this for those outrageous big pants hahaha ..."

"Go away." Han Junping felt that if there was another person in front of him, he could poke a hundred holes for him with a sword on the spot.

Su Lanyu laughed enough, and praised Han Junping without hesitation: "Xiaotuanzi is so cute even when he curses."

"..."

A centenarian man was praised as being cute, but this was no longer a compliment. Han Junping felt that he was provoking and violating his bottom line.

It's a pity that Han Junping himself has neither a bottom line nor a line for Su Lanyu.

Han Junping ignored his provocation: "Just now in the bathhouse, I heard from some people in the world that... the leader of the Changming sect is still alive."

"!" Su Lanyu's expression froze, and Han Junping didn't hold back his appetite, and continued: "The enchantment of the Changming Cult has been broken, and this 'Su Lanyu' even led people to clean up some decent sects who coveted the Changming Cult. I heard... …The skill is no different from yours, and the method of killing is also the same as yours."

After being surprised, Su Lan Yuyi asked playfully: "I have killed a few demon cultists who dared to provoke us Changming, and I chopped up the corpses and fed them to the koi. Does anyone know my killing method? The words are made up, so people want to applaud him."

"But..." Han Junping was a little uncertain, "I saw him just now, and he was accompanied by Haitang and Yu Meiren."

Su Lanyu's focus is always biased: "You say you, just like me, why do you even remember the face and name of my guardian? Ah, looking for a spare tire?"

"You..." Han Junping rubbed his forehead: "If it weren't for your bastard virtue, I might still not be able to tell who is real and who is fake."

"Thank you." Su Lanyu bowed to him with an extremely humble expression.

He suddenly withdrew his hand and said seriously: "Actually...he is my twin brother."

"?" Han Junping pondered for a moment: "The twins even have the same mole, so don't you have any difference in skill?"

Seeing that Han Junping believed it, Su Lanyu laughed again: "Why are you so easy to deceive? Do you believe anything I say?"

Han Junping's good temper and rare patience were worn out by him all at once, and he picked up the sword angrily, and stabbed Su Lanyu's chest without taking off the sheath: "Su Lanyu, I have lived for more than 100 years, and I haven't wanted to kill him so much yet!" Alone."

"Poke and see who will be hurt first." Su Lanyu raised his eyebrows.

For the first time, Han Junping believed that a person could be so angry that he vomited blood, even though his physical fitness did not allow him to vomit.He withdrew the sword, and Su Lanyu also understood the principle of accepting it as soon as it was good. He just thought that Han Junping's angry appearance was very cute, and he had played with it for a while.

"Okay, okay, I'm serious, don't be angry. I think your head is about to smoke, what should you do if you burn such beautiful hair bald?"

Han Junping was dumbfounded by his unusual words of comfort.Judging from Su Lanyu's reaction, it seems that he is not surprised to have another self, and it can even be said to be expected.

Han Junping suddenly remembered a sentence he would say in the wooden house - he came out.

Su Lanyu was a little tired, so she leaned against the head of the bed: "In a sense, the one you saw is me."

Han Junping's face was full of surprise, and Su Lanyu continued: "When I was in my 20s, I stumbled into a mausoleum by mistake. Let me explain first that I had no intention of robbing the tomb. I was just chasing an evil spirit. Chased him to the grave."

Su Lanyu lit a paper lighting talisman to see where he was, the surroundings were gloomy and cold, but Su Lanyu was not afraid of these gods and ghosts since he was a child, and the high-spirited young man felt that he dared to slap the king of hell.

He knew that this was a mausoleum, but he was also surprised that the mausoleum was so large, but the funeral objects were unimaginably simple—there were none at all.Su Lanyu looked up and found a huge round crystal hanging above his head, the surface was green.

Some people can't be grounded after death, so they take great pains to hang the burial.So is this a crystal coffin? Su Lanyu thought to himself, could it be that I am short-sighted, why have I never heard of someone making a coffin round?

The position of the crystal would not be very high. He looked at it and felt that he could accept it, so he used his internal force to lift himself to a position flush with the crystal.

It was obvious that this crystal was pulled up by many iron chains. When Su Lanyu came up, he realized that this crystal was not a coffin, but a huge tray, and a silver-white tree was placed on it.

The tree was as tall as a person, and when Su Lanyu was still below, the lighting talisman couldn't extend to the top, so he didn't notice it.