I'm Always the Villain

Sang Jiuchi looked at the Mozun in front of him, and the Mozun looked at Jiang Tong not far away with a tangled expression, his face changed again and again.

I don't know if the Mozun was always this stupid, or his intelligence has degenerated after 20 years of being imprisoned in the dark.

After a long time, Mozun looked down at Sang Jiuchi again, and asked hesitantly via voice transmission: "It's really him?"

Sang Jiuchi: "I'm not sure, but time will give you the answer, right?"

Sang Jiuchi stood up and straightened his emerald green feather coat, "I'll go around, these people ask you to help them protect the law, can you?"

Mozun sized up Sang Jiuchi for a long time, and asked, "Where did you get the feather coat on you?"

There are too many weird things in the plane of comprehension. Sang Jiuchi originally thought that this dress was just put on by Fan Lu because he thought it looked good, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now that Mozun asked this question, his heart moved slightly, and he asked about F001 in his mind.

Unexpectedly, F001 came back to life for a while, and now there is no movement, and he has not got the answer on how to kill the Dark God.

He had no choice but to say, "Master gave it to me."

Mozun's expression suddenly became subtle, he touched his nose in embarrassment, "Your master treats you very well."

Sang Jiuchi gave him a puzzled look.

The Mozun was shocked: "You don't know what this is?"

Sang Jiuchi: "I don't know."

Mozun: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the heavenly robe Cui Lingyin. In ancient times, the Peacock Daming King left his feathers and wing feathers when he ascended. This robe is made of those It is sewn. It is the only one in heaven and earth, and it is a magic robe of immortal grade. It can not only resist all magic damage, but also help monks nourish their souls."

"However, this magic robe only appeared in legends. It disappeared in the battle with the demons ten thousand years ago. The reason why I know it is because I learned about it from a book by chance."

Sang Jiuchi looked down at the emerald green feather coat on his body.

There were some green leaves and weeds blowing in the dense forest, they brushed past Sang Jiuchi, without a speck of dust falling on them.

The original owner did not have this feather coat in his memory, and Sang Jiuchi put it on himself as soon as he woke up, and it was Fan Lu who put it on for him.

He didn't know where his lover got this dress. Even if he didn't know this robe at the beginning, he knew that this dress was probably not simple.

I didn't expect it to be so simple.

The lover of this plane seems to be blackened, and sometimes it is confusing to talk and do things.But whatever he does, he can always poke at that strange spot in the deepest part of his heart.

It was so coincidental that he felt like the other party did it on purpose.

Sang Jiuchi raised his hand, revealing the iron ring on it.

Mozun saw it, grabbed Sang Jiuchi's hand and looked at the lines on it carefully for a moment, "You actually have this thing?!"

Sang Jiuchi was stupid, isn't this the shackles used for confinement?

Could it be that these four rings still have a lot of background?

Demon Venerable: "This is called the closed-breathing ring. It is made of ancient meteorite iron, and you can retract your cultivation base at will. This magic weapon seems useless, but it is very useful. Some monks have no chance of low-level because of the staggered practice time. Given the opportunity in the secret realm, you can use the breath-closed ring to change your cultivation level and take advantage of the loophole to enter the secret realm."

"When this object was born, it attracted countless monks to fight for it, causing a great catastrophe. After closing the breath ring, it was listed as a forbidden object and disappeared from the world. Recognize it. I can recognize this thing thanks to the book of secrets."

"As far as I know, there are only four of these in the entire cultivation world. It's a great chance for you to get one. Keep it hidden and don't show it to others."

Sang Jiuchi: "..."

To be honest, all four are on me.

He looked down at the ordinary-looking metal ring quietly, the soft fluff would not touch his skin, it looked heavy on his body but it was very light, and he would not feel any discomfort after wearing it.

This was also worn by Fan Lu for himself, and he also wore four of them.

In the story of the world, Fan Lu became obsessed in the alchemy volcano, and quickly improved his cultivation base through the rampage of demonic energy, but he only reached the Nascent Soul stage.

After he came to this plane, the cultivation he felt from Fan Lu was only at the foundation stage. Although he had various strange behaviors, he didn't think too much because of his lover's familiar aura.

Now that Mozun told him this, he gradually began to seriously think about the sense of disobedience inside.

From the very beginning, the lover looked at him with a teasing look, vaguely, even with a sense of pandering, as if it was because the lover did such and such things to cater to his preferences.

But the original owner was born noble, and to put it more simply, even though they are masters and apprentices, they are not, not, familiar with each other.

How could Fan Lu know that he likes these things and let go of playing with him?

Anyone who dares to play with himself like this, unless it is a lover who is familiar with him.

And these things, are the lovers in the Nascent Soul Stage able to get them?

Throwing away the sensibility, the rest is occupied by rationality.

Sang Jiuchi's eyes flickered, and two clear springs suddenly appeared in his eyes where no one could see.

Sparkling, bright jump.

The fog that covered the scenery was gradually blown away by the wind, revealing the original truth inside...

Mozun continued to transmit the voice: "Where did you get this bracelet?"

Sang Jiuchi suppressed the urgency in his heart, and looked up at Mozun, "My dual cultivator gave it to me."

Mozun said "Oh", and heard Sang Jiuchi's voice transmission: "I'm going out for a stroll, can you give them four guardians for me, can you?"

Mozun looked at the four people huddling together for warmth in the distance, and glanced at Jiang Tong intentionally or unintentionally, "Okay, you go. This is the sound transmission talisman. If anything happens, come to me immediately."

Sang Jiuchi took the sound transmission talisman from the Mozun, "Uncle, you have stayed in this secret realm for 20 years, and you know the fairy-level magic weapon left behind after the great war between immortals and demons, do you know where it is?"

Hearing this "Uncle", Mozun's face was about to burst into laughter, he thought about it seriously, "This secret realm is only that big, I have visited it all over the past 20 years, spirit grass, spirit beasts and dharma There are quite a few formations, but I have never seen a magic weapon of the immortal rank."

"However, there is one place that even I didn't go in." The Demon Venerable pointed in a direction, "Go west twenty miles from here, and you will see a cave. There is an ancient ban on the entrance of the cave, and even I didn't enter it." It can be opened. If there is anything here but I found it, it must be hidden there."

Sang Jiuchi looked in the direction of Mozun's finger, the sky in the secret realm was getting dark, and with the thick fog, only a dark undulating shadow of the mountains could be seen.

If you don't look, how do you know what's inside?Sang Jiuchi greeted the other four and left.

The aura here is abundant, which has a multiplier effect for those who are between foundation establishment and transformation, but it doesn't have much bonus for Sang Jiuchi, who has already entered the tribulation period for a long time.

Mozun said that not only could he not leave the secret realm, but the secret realm was also absorbing his aura all the time. There was a high probability that there might be something in this secret realm.

Or magic circle, magic weapon.

In the world of comprehension, one can practice with spiritual energy, and respect the strong.

The seemingly illogical plane also follows its own plane laws.

Transform the aura into your own internal power. When the aura accumulates to a certain level, it can evolve and upgrade.

It's just that the aura in this plane is getting less and less. If a land that relies on aura to survive loses the aura it relies on for survival, what will happen?

Thousands of years ago, the demon clan was born out of nowhere and absorbed the aura of the earth.However, what is puzzling is that after the creatures died, the spiritual energy they absorbed was not returned to the plane, and the spiritual energy seemed to have disappeared instead.

This violates the law of conservation of energy.

Unless those monsters are not dead at all, or those monsters are just a medium for absorbing aura, the aura has already entered another existence.

Ten thousand years ago, this plane would steadily ascend one person every once in a while.The three immortals all ascended from the feathers.

The so-called feathering is to abandon the body during the thunder calamity, use the thunder calamity to temper the soul, and rely on the powerful power of the soul to fly straight into the sky and enter the fairy world.

At the moment they emerge, the powerful aura stored in their bodies will be returned to this land.

This is also why the effect of practicing around the people who have crossed the catastrophe is twice the result with half the effort. The aura is released centered on the people who have crossed the catastrophe, and it quickly fills the land in the form of an explosion.

Cultivators appear on this plane naked, relying on the spiritual energy provided to complete the advancement of the soul, and then return their own spiritual energy to the earth.

This is a virtuous circle.

However, this virtuous circle was disrupted by the sudden appearance of demons.

The demons absorbed nearly half of the world's aura.

As a result, the spiritual energy in the entire cultivation world was reduced by one-half, which not only affected the elementary practitioners, but also affected their cultivation abilities.

The monks in the tribulation period can live for a full year, and the aura that was full enough in the past can allow the monks in the tribulation period to quickly reach the great perfection of the tribulation in a thousand years and usher in the catastrophe.

Regardless of whether the Ascendant succeeds or not, they will return the aura to the earth.

However, with the passage of aura, few monks can enter the tribulation transition period, and even if they enter the tribulation transition period, their cultivation base will gradually stagnate.The thin spiritual energy could not allow them to reach the Great Perfection of Transcending Tribulation Period, so they could only wait for death slowly.

And because they occupied the aura, the monks behind did not have enough aura to advance, causing the evolution speed of the entire cultivation plane to be slowed down.Without the extremely dangerous and exciting Crossing Tribulation thousands of years ago, the current cultivation world is loose and boring.

Due to resource problems, Xianmen could not recruit all the monks, and mortals with spiritual roots were unwilling to be mediocre, so they bought casual cultivation entry to practice.

Once they entered the gate of practice, they began to absorb spiritual energy.

If things go on like this, the strength of the head cannot soar and cannot die, and the strength of the rear continues to divide the spiritual energy.

Over time, the vicious circle once again slowed down the progress of the monks.

Finally, the monks in the tribulation period ushered in death in the long years, and the aura was returned to the earth and immediately divided up by the monks waiting to be fed, but in the end it was still a drop in the bucket.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer monks in the Transcending Tribulation Period, and until now, there are only a handful of Transcending Tribulation Period cultivators left in the entire cultivation world.

The world of self-cultivation is seriously involuntary. If this continues, the world of self-cultivation will only slowly die out like a frog boiled in warm water.

Sang Jiuchi's eyes dimmed. This plane of comprehension seemed to have passed through a peaceful era for thousands of years, but it was already in jeopardy.

Sang Jiuchi walked in the direction of Mozun for a while, they were in the depths of the dense forest, and ordinary monks couldn't get in at all.He walked all the way without bumping into anyone on the road.

It is said that this is the battlefield after the catastrophe of the demons, but this small independent space is full of aura.

The aura of the demons and monks after death filled this small space, quickly nourishing the world, and providing an extremely comfortable environment for practice for the spirit beasts and spirit grasses living here.

In this small space, from time to time, you can see a few thick animal bones. In order to compete for resources, the spirit beasts and spirit grasses are also desperately fighting.

If the demons who were outside back then could return the aura to everyone, the outside at this moment would be a different scene.

He walked very fast, but he came to a cave in a short while.

Sure enough, as the Demon Lord said, the ancient forbidden art was set on the cave, which could not be opened.

Sang Jiuchi studied the forbidden technique set up at the entrance of the cave, and then returned to the dense forest just now.

When he went back, he found that Mozun had already built an enchantment around them, and they each found a place to sit cross-legged. .

Seeing Sang Jiuchi come back, Mozun opened the barrier to let him in.

Sang Jiuchi didn't talk nonsense, and said via voice transmission: "Did you bring the books you read before?"

There is a library in Wentianzong, but there are no books about these ancient magic circles in the library.Listening to Mo Zong's eloquent talk just now, maybe he will gain something from him.

Mozong's eyes lit up, and he said via voice transmission: "I've brought them all with me, as expected of my nephew, you also like reading?"

As he said, he took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Sang Jiuchi, "This is a book I have searched for thousands of years, and I have annotated all the books I have read. But there are many books that I don't even own. Understood, you can do what you can.”

Sang Jiuchi took the heavy storage bag and walked slowly behind a big tree.

After brushing the broken leaves off the ground, he sat down and poured out the books in the storage bag, but in the blink of an eye, the books in front of him immediately piled up as high as a hill.

Sang Jiuchi took out the fluorite to illuminate the surroundings, and randomly took out a book from the mountain of books: "Ancient Locking Spirit Formation".

Sang Jiuchi's study time begins.