The protagonist can't possibly want to tease me

Shen Xian quickly thought over the outline and the contents of the book, but he never thought that there was such a mirror where he could see his original appearance.But if this is an illusion, how could he not detect it with his Mahayana cultivation base.

"Are you still suspecting that this is an illusion?" The man in the mirror shook his head helplessly, and then smiled, "It seems that my appearance surprised you."

Shen Xian frowned and remained silent, staring warily at the face in the mirror that was indistinguishable from his own.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just joking with you like this." The man in the mirror shrugged.

"who are you?"

The man in the mirror smiled evilly and said, "I am the Dao of Heaven."

"The way of heaven?" Shen Xian was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You are the way of heaven in this world?"

"Yes."

"Is it your fault that I will travel over here?"

"It's me," Tiandao smiled and blinked at Shen Xian, "How about it, the body I gave you is not bad."

"Not a bad fart!" Shen Xian scolded, "Spiritual power is not enough to surpass a bird with cultivation alone!"

"The lack of spiritual power is because something went wrong when preparing your body, and you can make it up as long as you practice."

Shen Xian was extremely angry: "If practice works, I'll give it a fuck!"

Tiandao was a little curious: "It doesn't work?"

Shen Xian snorted coldly: "I hope he works."

Tiandao thought for a moment, raised his right hand and touched the mirror, as if he was investigating something, and frowned slightly for a moment: "That exercise is useless to you, where did this exercise come from?"

Shen Xian rolled her eyes: "It's in my head."

Tiandao's expression became much colder, and he said in a moment: "You can only practice one exercise."

"Only one copy?" Shen Xian was surprised, what kind of troublesome physique did Shen Yang have.No matter how unpopular the basic kung fu practiced by ordinary monks, there is always a kung fu that can be reconciled with it. It is good for Shen Yang to be the only one, "What is the kung fu?"

"Flawless Chaos Scroll."

"What?!" Shen Xian's eyes widened, "You, you say it again?"

Tiandao shrugged: "You heard that right."

Shen Xian was a little confused: "That's a magic cultivation technique!"

In the Wuhua Chaos Volume, only Mozun practiced this technique in the book. Its power is extremely domineering, and no other technique can harmonize it.But until the end of "Fairy Journey", Mozun has been obediently staying in the Demon Realm, never showing his face.

If he cultivates Wuhua Chaos Scroll, are he sure that Mozun will not hate him?

Tiandao seemed to have seen through Shen Xian's thoughts, and his expression was a little disgusted: "Boldly cultivate yours."

"But I... Shen Yang is an immortal cultivator."

"He's not," Tiandao's tone suddenly became cold, "He was a demon cultivator from the beginning."

Shen Xian was dumbfounded, he had never filled in Shen Yang's settings, but he never thought that Shen Yang would be a demon cultivator.

In this way, in the book, Shen Yang has always been alone, and there is an explanation for his elusiveness, but as a magician, why does he always help the protagonist over and over again when he is in danger?

Moreover, it is impossible for Gu Huanqing not to know Shen Yang's true identity, but the two of them have been tacitly knowing what is going on...

The more Shen Xian thought about it, the more he had a headache, but it was a pity that he occupied Shen Yang's body and couldn't get the answer from himself.

"No..." Shen Xian frowned suddenly, "The spiritual power in my body is more like a fairy cultivator."

"Your power is similar to Xianxiu, because you think you are Xianxiu." Tiandao said, "You are the author, the editor of this world, and you have the power of heaven, but your power is not strong enough, so you just After changing the attribute of spiritual power, you are still a demon cultivator now."

"That is to say, if I want to, I can turn my spiritual power back into the magic cultivator?"

"Yes." Tiandao said indifferently, "What's the difference between cultivating immortals and cultivating demons? Why do you still care about these?"

"...Forget it," Shen Xian sighed softly. He didn't think that Moxiu was worse than Xianxiu, but he had always thought that Shen Yang was Xianxiu, and he was a little surprised to hear that it was actually Moxiu. Where is the roll?"

Tian Dao turned to the side and nuzzled: "Isn't it just on the table."

Shen Xian turned around in surprise, and there was indeed a jade slip on the table next to her.Even before using his spiritual sense to detect the contents inside, Shen Xian knew that this exercise was not ordinary.

Generally speaking, the quality of the exercises is linked to the quality of the jade slips they carry. The better the quality of the jade slips, the rarer the exercises.The material of this jade slip is Heavenly Demon Jade, which is derived from the root bones of ancient monsters and beasts. It can be used as a refiner itself, and it is overkill to record exercises.

Besides the jade slips, there was also a sword on the table.As soon as he touched the scabbard, the blade made a soft moan, and then vibrated slightly.There was a tingling pain at the fingertips, followed by a large amount of information pouring into his mind, Shen Xian passively digested the information, and when he opened his eyes again, a layer of sweat was already forming on his forehead.

Shen Xian looked at the long sword with a complicated expression.

It turns out that this sword is called Tianwen, and it is the natal sword held by the demon king in ancient times.After the demon king fell for some reason, Tian Wen disappeared together. There were countless people who coveted this artifact, but they still disappeared. They never expected to appear in Qingyun Cave Mansion.

Tiandao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, are you scared when you see the sword?"

Shen Xian rolled his eyes at him: "You can shut up."

"Take this sword, you can't always let you go into battle with bare hands." Tiandao glanced at his bandaged arm teasingly, "If something goes wrong next time, I don't know who will be distressed."

Shen Xian didn't bother to talk to him, put the jade slip into the lucky bag in his consciousness, and then remembered to ask: "When can I go back? And what is the progress bar in my mind?"

"Oh, that," Tiandao recalled for a while before he seemed to remember, looked at Shen Xian who was staring at him, and grinned, "Wouldn't it be fun to tell you directly?"

"..." This hot chicken said heavenly.