The whole world of comprehension is chasing after me [Transmigration Book]

With the sound of a clear bell, the invisible spirit patterns were cleared away, and a layer of spiritual light floated on the sixteen arenas in the center of the valley.

At the same time, in the four halls, some monks who participated in the Grand Competition had a feeling and flew from the halls to the ring.

Shen Lianyu clenched the armrest, straightened his back slightly and looked down: "Has it started?"

Li Suyan tilted his head: "Yes. All the disciples who participated in the big competition have already left a breath in the Eastern Emperor Bell when they signed up. The candidates for the duel are randomly selected by the Eastern Emperor Bell, and they will try to avoid disciples belonging to the same faction. .”

"As for the safety of the duel disciples, we, the Void Returning cultivators, are responsible."

She seemed to be leaning back on the chair relaxed, but in fact, she had already focused all her attention on the ring.

Li Suyan is a competent sect leader, whether it is to select talented disciples left behind in the outer sect, or to ensure the safety of the disciples, she needs to watch the competition with full attention.

After her voice disappeared, the surrounding area was completely quiet.

It was the first time for Shen Lianyu to see the monks compete with his own eyes, and he couldn't help watching it attentively. He even simulated in his heart how he would deal with the opponent if he appeared in the ring.

Then he unexpectedly discovered that in his eyes, the monks on the ring were... a bit weak?

Without much effort, he can easily predict the opponent's next attack, and then use the techniques in "Kun Yuan Jue" to eliminate the opponent.

This is……?

Shen Lianyu was a little confused. He didn't know whether this was the benefit of rebirth, or whether the exercises given by the master were miraculous.

But this kind of spontaneous self-confidence dispelled his fear of monks, and he finally realized that he was already a man of gods with cultivation base.

It is still the kind that can be regarded as powerful among Qi training monks.

After watching several competitions in a row, Shen Lianyu soon began to lose his mind.

Once he knew he could win, his attention began to shift in other directions, such as

On the body of the sword master who suddenly appeared in the west splitting sword sect.

With a long distance and the obstruction of the magic circle, he couldn't see clearly what was going on over there, but only vaguely saw a figure sitting in front of him who was incompatible with everyone behind him.

It must be innocent.

I don't know why Wu Wang suddenly came to the Xianmen Dabi to do... It can't be really just to protect the disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, right?

But he remembered that Wu Wang was obviously a cold and self-centered person, and Shen Lianyu would not believe him if he said how much he had deep feelings for the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect.

He propped his chin with one hand and looked towards the west. Before he knew it, he didn't know where he had gone.

The young man's quiet side face was extraordinarily dignified. When he was not speaking, his slender eyelashes drooped, giving off a feeling of sadness.

In Xu Sheng's eyes, it seemed like he was missing someone.

Are you missing... Sword Sovereign Wuwang?When did he meet Wuwang?Before meeting him?

Xu Shengzhi lowered his eyes and squeezed the armrest slightly with his fingers.

The scenes that once appeared in the dream flashed before his eyes again.

——A few years after sending the young man away, he ran into the young man he thought he would never see again in a town in East Luzhou.

At that time, the person who held the youth in his arms was Wuwang.

The moment they passed by, the young man looked at his face in astonishment for a moment, but the next moment he returned to normal, holding hands with Wu Wang like a stranger as he passed by his side.

In the dream, he felt a little funny.

To him, youth was nothing more than a false master-student relationship eager to break through.No matter how caring and warm the young man is, his heart is full of him, but it is just a tonic that is thrown away once used.

In the dream, his attitude of turning a blind eye to the young man did not take it into his heart, until he woke up from the dream, and the days and nights without the young man around him made him feel that something was missing.

There seems to be a piece missing in my heart.

In order to eliminate this emptiness and incompleteness, he even went outside Tianhengzong to accept a registered disciple.

That disciple was very similar to the young man back then, he was so innocent and innocent.

But he is not a boy who keeps calling his master.

The more he gets along with that disciple, the more clearly he realizes this.

The painful feeling of emptiness didn't decrease in the slightest, but it made him feel more empty.

In the end, he gave that disciple a set of exercises, and without even telling him his identity, he ran back to the sect as if in a hurry.

Thinking about it now, the master-student time in the dream was as beautiful as a dream, which made Xu Shengzhi feel bitter.

When he dreamed of that meeting again, he could no longer return to the peace and contempt he once had.

The poisonous snake of jealousy wrapped around his heart, spewing out streams of venom, making him want to rush up and tear Wu Wang's arms around him even though he knew it was in a dream.

But... the reality is not a dream, he has not reached the point of no return.

The boy was sitting next to him.

Xu Shengzhi used the method of meditation to stabilize his mind, and the restlessness of Qi and blood caused by emotional instability, when he opened his eyes again, there was no abnormality on his face.

"Yu'er... what are you looking at?" He softened his voice and was extremely gentle, "Interested in Sky Splitting Sword Sect? Let me introduce you?"

Hey!

With the familiar voice and the familiar address, the hairs on Shen Lianyu's body stood up in an instant, and Shen Lianyu shrank back in horror, almost bringing his chair down.

A palm with a slightly lower body temperature than normal pressed on his shoulder, and helped him back who was about to fall, and a cold voice rang in his ears: "Be careful, don't always be frizzy."

Master's voice flowed through his heart like a stream of clear water, instantly calming Shen Lianyu and giving him confidence.

Isn't there still Master here!What's there to be afraid of?

Although Venerable Han Zhi turned his head away after helping him, Shen Lianyu did not panic at all.

Xu Shengzhi, a Void-returning cultivator, even if he longs for his cauldron, can he still be snatched away from his master?

Shen Lianyu snorted nasally, glanced at Xu Sheng angrily, and sat back in the chair again, relying on the fact that the people behind could not hear them talking, he said angrily: "You can talk if you want! I can Cover your mouth so you don't say it?"

Anyway, listening to it will not lose a piece of meat.

The boy turned his head away, looked at the competition on the ring again, and only left him a cold side face.

Xu Chengzhi smiled nonchalantly, and talked about Tianheng Jianzong: "Tianhengzong originated in the fairy world, but Tianhengzong is not as long-standing as Tianhengzong. It was established by a Mahayana 3000 years ago. It was established by a sword cultivator who had almost ascended to the fairy world. Because non-sword cultivators would not accept him, over time, he was also called the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect."

Shen Lianyu thought about it, and couldn't help turning his face slightly.

Did Tianhengzong come from the fairy world?He thought the fairy world was just a legend!

Before crossing in, the original book described this world like this: Due to the catastrophe of the Dharma, the spiritual energy in this world is gradually thinning out. In order not to let the Taoism be cut off, the monks modified the original exercises and walked towards the road of inner seeking.

Relying on the high requirements of the state of mind of the exercises, the major fairy tales have filtered out many people with impure hearts, but it is becoming more and more difficult for monks who embark on the path to be promoted. Until the last ten thousand years, Feisheng has become an ancient According to the legends and stories of the period, even a Mahayana monk is rare in a thousand years, and a master of harmony like Han Zhi is already the top force in the four continents.

Receiving the boy's surprised eyes, the coldness deep in Xu Shengzhi's pupils faded a lot.

"Split Sky Sword Sect has not produced a monk of the Dao in the past 300 years...the only one who has hoped to reach the Dao realm in these years is Jian Zun Wuwang, but his swordsmanship has always been nothing but me. In order to seek the Dao , it is not impossible for a dead teacher to kill his wife."

"So," Xu Shengzhi calmly smeared the competitor, and by the way asked the young man to be more vigilant: "If that person tries to get close to you, you'd better be careful, he can do...anything in order to break through."

Shen Lianyu: "...?"

Although it is true that Wuwang is a cold-blooded and ruthless person who can kill his wife and teacher, isn't the person who can do anything in order to break through?

Who should we throw the blame on?

He turned his back and rolled his eyes wildly.

Seeing him, Xu Chengzhi knew that he didn't listen at all, so he couldn't help frowning, and tried to say a few more words.

However, at this moment, Shen Lianyu suddenly had a feeling in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to Xu Chengzhi: "Xu Shouzuo, I'm going down first."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Han Zhi, his voice softened a few times: "Master, what do you want to teach your good disciple?"

Han Zhi raised his eyelids and said coldly, "I won back."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Shen Lianyu: "..."

Oh, it's so cold.

Forget it, Reliable Cool Brothers are like this, let’s talk less.

He turned around and flew down the hall, landing on the ring that belonged to him.

Coincidentally, the monk who confronted him happened to be a "rare" disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

Wu Pei, a gloomy young man with three long swords on his back, landed on the ring. Seeing the handsome and young boy opposite him, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes: "You just admit defeat, fighting with you is a waste of my life." time."

Shen Lianyu: "?"

Who do you look down on?

Wu Pei didn't get a reply, so he raised his eyes, looked up and down Shen Lianyu for a while, and after wandering around, his eyes finally fell on the jade pendant on his waist.

When he saw the spirit pattern on it clearly, he was a little jealous, and the words he said suddenly became mean: "Admit defeat, it is inevitable that the sword will be ruthless in the fight, if you accidentally scratch your little face while eating, The power behind you may come to settle accounts with me..."

The man said in a strange way: "We, little monks with no background and no support, can't be provoked."

Shen Lianyu: "..."

Is this implying that he is a servant of Israel?Why does the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect specialize in producing strange and strange species?

Shen Lianyu was a little annoyed, but he didn't squirt back. Instead, his eyes turned red and he acted.

The young man lowered his head and said calmly: "Senior brother is right... my master forced me to participate in the big competition. After the competition starts, I will do as the senior brother said."

Wu Pei raised his neck and nodded in satisfaction.

A slight bell rang, and a transparent protective cover was raised on the edge of the ring.

The competition has begun.

Shen Lianyu lowered his head, showing his eight teeth and grinning grinningly—if you don't hit your face, write my name Shen Lianyu upside down!