Messing with his own male protagonist

"Boss, how do you sell this painting?"

When Xuan Zifang heard what Su Ji said, his heart skipped a beat: Sure enough, he still came...

Su Ji laid a good foundation in the early stage of foundation establishment, and now he is only a step away from advancing to the middle stage of foundation establishment. If Su Ji's mentality hadn't been adjusted this year, he would have reached the middle stage of foundation establishment long ago.The main culprit who delayed Su Ji's advancement can be said to be Xuan Zifang, but if the current Xuan Zifang can explain it, this is the need of the plot.

The plot in the novel really happened.

Su Ji will understand something from a painting, and then he will return to the inn soon, sit in meditation, and when he opens his eyes again, he will be in the middle stage of foundation establishment.This plot can lay the groundwork for the real attack that will appear later, because this painting was written by the attacking gentleman. Just imagine, what kind of fate is it to be promoted because of the perception of a painting? What cause and effect?Su Ji didn't know, but Xuan Zifang did.

The boss's lines are also similar to the original text of the novel: "This painting is not for sale. If fellow Taoists like it, you can take it." The person who runs the shop in Zaoshi is naturally a monk, and the owner of this shop is from the late foundation establishment stage. Cultivation, the age looks about forty, but a cultivator can't guess the age by the appearance, as the cultivation level increases, the face will become more refined and perfect.The shop owner smiled and said: "It's also fate. The person who sold this painting to me was short of a low-grade spirit stone in order to buy a magic weapon. He made this painting casually and asked me if I could use it Offset. Originally, I didn’t intend to accept his low-grade spirit stone anymore, but that fellow Taoist was determined not to take advantage of me, so I accepted this painting as a gift to someone who is destined..."

Su Ji's eyes fell on the inconspicuous painting in the corner of the wall. The landscape in the painting was agile and unrestrained, majestic, and the clouds and mists seemed to be alive.It is indeed a good painting, and it also carries the aura endowed by the painter. Although the aura is thin, it is also pure and free of impurities. It makes people feel refreshed and happy when they look at it, as if they are in this deep mountain. In the process, all the boredom and sourness in the heart can be put aside.

This painting is not a magic weapon, so it can't be sold after being placed on the corner of the shop for many years. The boss is a generous person, and he pays attention to fate. Are you happy?

Su Ji nodded to thank the boss, and when the boss was packaging the painting, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was still thinking about the painting, with a faint smile on his lips.

Xuan Zifang didn't speak at the side, he was bored looking at the magic weapons on the shelf, including the Qingfeng sword that Xuan Zifang would pick up at the end in the novel, but Xuan Zifang didn't want to pass the competition, the demand for magic weapons It's not urgent either, and secondly, he doesn't like the shape of this sword, so he glanced at the Qingfeng sword, and then looked at other magic weapons.

"How, if you have a magic weapon that you are just interested in, you can use it to try your hand." Su Ji suddenly said.

"This... I don't want anything for now." Xuan Zifang replied.

"No hurry, you can take your time." Su Ji said lightly.

Xuan Zifang hurriedly pretended to be seriously thinking about it. The shop owner at the other end had wrapped up the painting and handed it to Su Ji. Su Ji lowered his head and stroked the painting, loving it.

"Uncle Shi, why don't we go back to the inn first, we can come back tomorrow." Xuan Zifang suggested.

Su Ji thought for a while, and nodded. Naturally, he really wanted to go back to the inn to meditate, to savor the feeling of epiphany, and maybe it would be helpful to the alchemy state. "There is plenty of time to come out this time. Since there is no harvest today, let's come back tomorrow." Su Ji said.

Su Ji simply bought some Peiyuan Pills and Juling Pills in the store, in case of emergencies, and the boss's attitude became more friendly.Xuanzi just couldn't believe that the boss would still look so good when he saw that they left with only a free painting.

When the two returned to the inn, Su Ji said "I want to rest, don't bother me" and locked herself in the room.

The waiter knocked on Xuan Zifang's door with a bitter face, and said that the guest in the room next door did not respond. He was originally here to deliver hot water, and he was afraid that something might happen to the people inside. Seeing that Xuan Zifang and Su Ji were together Yes, I want to ask Xuan Zifang's opinion.Xuan Zifang and Dian Xiaoer explained that they were both monks, and they usually set up a barrier in the room during meditation practice, so that outsiders could not interfere, so he was relieved, and Dian Xiaoer left suspiciously.

Although there are many monks in Kozhou, most ordinary people don't know much about the habits of cultivators. Su Jitiao's inn is opened by ordinary people, so it is normal to encounter such problems.

Xuan Zifang glanced at the closed door next door, and knew that Su Ji was probably in samadhi now.

After entering meditation, one will not be disturbed by the outside world. In this situation, it is most likely to advance.

Since Su Ji doesn't need the hot water, he can use it for him.

After running around for a day, and Xuan Zifang immediately followed Su Ji to Rozhou after returning from the back mountain, his body hadn't been washed carefully for several days, even with the purification mantra, it couldn't compare to the feeling of soaking in water.Xuan Zifang asked the waiter to bring hot water into the house, took off his clothes, let his hair loose, soaked himself in the water, sighed in enjoyment, and slowly closed his eyes.

The water vapor is steaming, and every inch of muscle in the body relaxes, so comfortable that it makes people want to sleep.

When drowsy, there was a slight sound by the window, as if being blown by the wind, the sound was soft, and Xuan Zifang immediately opened his eyes vigilantly.

"Master Xuan is really comfortable. The pain of the tragic death of your parents has been forgotten because of the courteous treatment you received from the Supreme Sect?" As soon as the words fell, a black man appeared in front of Xuan Zi. The man's complexion was abnormally white. There was a burst of lifelessness, most of his face was covered under the black hood, only a smooth chin and a pair of bloodless lips were exposed.

The warm steam in the room suddenly turned cold, and there was a sense of chill.

That person just stood there casually, and he was able to make the atmosphere in the room so sinister, and although his body was covered with barely visible skin, his cultivation was indeed there - the early stage of Jindan.

Looking at the entire continent, golden core cultivators are rare. The demon cultivator in front of him is obviously a newcomer to golden core, and he can't control the reveal of his own cultivation.If a monk has a high level of cultivation, he can lower the pressure of his own spiritual power and is not easy to be discovered by other monks, but the aura of this Jindan monk can be sensed from a long distance, and his moving speed is also very fast. Fang arrived at the inn not long after he noticed his aura.

But Xuan Zifang didn't panic, so what if the other party came after him, aren't they all characters in his writing?

Xuan Zifang stood up from the water with a splash, stepped out of the barrel naked, fetched the clothes from the screen, and put them on in front of the other party.

Xuan Zifang asked while putting on his clothes, "Who are you?"

The man said coldly: "You don't have to worry about it."

Xuan Zifang smiled: "Then, you don't have to worry about what I want to do."

The man's cold white hand stretched out towards Xuan Zifang, he pinched Xuan Zifang's neck between lightning and flint, his slightly long nails dug into Xuan Zifang's pale pink skin, Xuan Zifang felt a cold murderous aura rushing towards his face, suffocating. "If you are honest, even if you move slowly, I will not come here in person. You need to know that the ancestor sent me here because he is already suspicious of you and is extremely dissatisfied with your performance."

Xuan Zifang was slightly surprised. It seems that the other party already knew about his restoration of the boundary barrier at the back of the Supreme Sect, but it was impossible for the other party to know about it so quickly. The news was delivered too fast, unless...

Unless Supreme Zong still has the other party's undercover agent.

Several faces appeared in Xuan Zifang's mind, and the doubts in his heart were temporarily suppressed. He calmly said to the monk: "I am not a member of the Seven Killers. What does your ancestors have to do with me if you doubt or trust me? Don’t say that I am a disciple of the Supreme Sect now, even if I was, it should be included in the Songhua Sect my parents belong to, and has nothing to do with the Seven Kills Sect.”

"Very good..." The man sneered, and suddenly tightened his five fingers, forcing Xuan Zifang to breathe hard, his face flushed, "Disrespect to the ancestors is already a serious crime, let alone betrayal. Don't think that you have the ancestors' desires in you." If you want clues, you will be overwhelmed, I can invade your sea of ​​consciousness and grab your memory, the reason why I didn't do that is because I am too merciful..."

The man raised his arms, and Xuan Zifang's legs gradually left the ground. He had to support the man's wrists and tilt his neck, but it became more and more difficult to breathe, and his consciousness was also a little blurred.

Xuan Zifang felt that his internal organs were all twisted together, and he couldn't use any strength in his body, but relying on his vague reason and strength, he called out the other party's name: "Liu Min."

The Seven Kills Gate, Demon Cultivator, Golden Core cultivator...these clues all point to one person, the character in the novel who hides in the dark and does a lot to dismantle the Supreme Sect, Liu Min, the elder of the Seven Kills Gate.

I really didn't expect... I just repaired an enchantment, and I brought out this character who should have appeared in the middle and late part of the plot. It seems that the butterfly's wings are a bit strong.

Xuan Zi's complexion turned from red to cold white, his eyes were cloudy, and his delicate face was wrinkled together, obviously in pain, but this could also arouse others' sadism, Liu Min smiled speculatively: "No Come to think of it, you even guessed my name, why, do you want to ask for mercy?" Saying that, he let go of his hand, really giving Xuan Zifang a chance to breathe.

Xuan Zifang fell to the ground, his clothes were hanging loosely on his body, his hair was wet, and his clothes were soaked, a thin layer of almost transparent cloth stuck to the boy's skin.Under the cloth, the young man's body is strong and slender, his waist is full, and there are clear five-finger marks on his white neck, and now he is lying at his feet, looking extremely fragile... Liu Min's eyes darkened slightly down.

Xuan Zifang took a few breaths, raised his head and said to Liu Min: "Unfortunately, even if you read my memory, you still can't find the clue you want."

Liu Min frowned, and said with a sneer, "Don't try to play tricks on me."

Xuan Zifang shook his head, suddenly, there was an extra talisman between his fingers, he quickly threw the talisman upwards, and immediately poured a puddle of hot water on Liu Min's pocket—it was the waiter in the shop. The bucket of water burned for Su Ji was previously collected by Xuan Zifang in the talisman seal, but now when it is recalled, the water is still hot water, and it has just been boiled.

Liu Min screamed from the heat, Xuan Zifang took advantage of the situation and ran to the door.

But how can a bucket of water stop a Jindan cultivator? Liu Min didn't just stand still, he quickly avoided the water and grabbed Xuan Zifang...

A flash of white light flashed by, with a tendency to destroy the withered and rotten, stabbing Liu Min's right chest unexpectedly. Liu Min was stunned, but saw a Taoist in Tsing Yi standing by the door, holding a snow-white sword in his hand. One end was held in the man's hand, but the other end pierced Liu Min.Su Ji's cold and delicate face moved slightly when Liu Min was stunned, and he said calmly: "I can only take Xuan Zifang's life, so I don't need to bother my fellow Taoists."