[Comprehensive] The sky is always falling

Time flies, and months have passed in a flash.

Changqin has already successfully built its foundation, but despite this, it did not attract the attention of other people in the outer sect. Since Changqin was born with the strength of the Daluo Jinxian in the previous life, I don't know much about the cultivation below this level. Fortunately, Youze As long as they are here, any inner cultivation method is how to use it.

As a result, Changqin has become the hardest person in the backstage of the outer door, and seems not interested in all the competitions inside the door, and stays in the outer door peacefully. Still fast.

Now Changqin is preparing to form a pill.Zezhi and Kong Xuan didn't understand this progress at all, so even though Changqin was going up at the speed of Shenba, they both thought it was normal.Because there is no reference around, and Changqin's identity is not ordinary, so the two of them didn't care.

Yang Jian noticed this unusual place, but he didn't seem to notice anything wrong for a while, so he just let him go.

Cultivation sects in this world hold comprehension conferences every year. On the one hand, they do not give up and want to shake the dominant position of the Tianxumen family. After a period of time, there are people who can successfully cross the catastrophe and become immortals.

This year is also the same, Tianxu Sect is actually quite concerned about this competition, especially Tongtian's education method, the possible level of cultivation is high, but if you have no combat experience, you will only be killed if you go to the wilderness.

So it is time to accumulate actual combat experience in such a comprehension conference.At that time, the world of comprehension was full of aura, and there was no shortage of great abilities above the out-of-body stage. However, in order to reduce the losses of various sects and at the same time increase the number of disciples who were sufficient for actual combat, it was generally required to participate in the competition from the alchemy stage to the out-of-body stage. Yes, the following are not qualified, and the above are not allowed to participate.

Under normal circumstances, it is enough to admit defeat, but there are also one or two who insist on it. There is only one end to this kind of behavior, and that is to lose your life in vain. Only in rare cases is a breakthrough.

Needless to say, turning defeat into victory, the probability is as small as Zezhi becoming a saint, close to zero.

Oh, that's zero. _(:з)∠)_

There is no shortage of masters in Tianxu Sect, but it is a hurdle to go from foundation establishment to alchemy, and generally it takes at least a few years, and most of them are poor in aptitude. There are also those who fail to form alchemy, and most of their moods are not great.

It is also a hurdle to get out of the body and get distracted. Let alone a small sect, even Tianxu Sect has many disciples who are stuck on it.If one is lucky enough to be promoted, it will be a completely different level of crushing.

Therefore, not only the small sect is eager to try and increase the number of their own strongmen, even the Tianxu sect lacks such an opportunity to make their own disciples more outstanding.

The Cultivation Conference is getting closer and closer in the days when everyone looks forward to the stars and the moon.

Of course, there are also those who don't want it to come so soon.Representative: Zezhi.

In the room with not enough sunlight, there was a bit of cold air, Zezhi sat on the chair a little irritatedly, resting his head on one hand, the person who could make him have such obvious mood swings would not think otherwise, none other than Changqin .

There is no other reason, and Changqin doesn't know what's wrong, she must form the alchemy before this comprehension conference.

Even though Zezhi didn't understand the process of cultivation, he understood the truth that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. He had never had any good results in forcing him through the ages, but the result was that no matter how much he persuaded, Changqin just smiled and didn't refute on the surface. Did not give up this plan.

Because of the need to place Fuxiqin, Zezhi helped Changqin broaden his sea of ​​consciousness before, so that he could let go of this artifact of mind-to-heart connection. Although it was not big, the process was really painful, and I don’t know how Changqin endured it. Even if he was sweating profusely, he didn't say a word.

Storage bags and the like are really unreliable. In the prehistoric times, the companion magic weapon or the master magic weapon are usually placed in the sea of ​​consciousness.No one can take it out unless the owner is dead.

This is probably the reason, although I don't know how Fuxiqin did it, but Zezhi knows that if the natal magic weapon is strong, it can help the master improve his strength to some extent.

At that time, the companion magic weapon of Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Chaos Clock, was not even a magic weapon of his own destiny, but it was able to make Taiyi assist Emperor Jun to strengthen the monster clan. This shows the powerful power of the magic weapon.

Now Changqin's sea of ​​consciousness is only about the size of a walnut, and there is only space for a Fuxiqin that shrinks with consciousness. This is how the progress of cultivation progresses.

Even if his foundation is solid now, and he still can't see the danger, Ke Zezhi's intuition seems to be wrong.

This is why he was irritable but it was useless to persuade him, because he didn't know what was wrong.

The jujube paste yam cake exudes a very faint sweet smell. Zezhi picked up a piece, and before he put it in his mouth, a person in a lavender robe suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and his beautiful face suddenly came into view. Unceremoniously, he also picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.Zezhi twitched his eyes: "You are really everywhere, Kong Xuan."

"The workmanship is a little rough, what did you think when you made this?" Master Kong Xuan's mouth has been completely raised, and he can even eat it in less than half a year. Mood.

"You said, Changqin is in a hurry to form a pill, what exactly is he planning to do?" Zezhi glanced at him irresistibly, and then moved his gaze to the pastry in his hand, which had been placed cold for a long time. It tastes particularly refreshing. Although it is impossible to feel it at the altitude of Kunlun Mountain, the existence of the protective barrier keeps the temperature in the school all year round, so even if the sun shines in, even if you can't feel it, you will always feel hot in your heart.

Kong Xuan chewed the food in his mouth slowly. Hearing Zezhi's question, he lazily raised his eyes and glanced at him. After swallowing the food, he slowly said, "Exit."

Obviously, he despises Zezhi's daily life revolving around Changqin.

Zezhi's answer was to pat off the next piece of pastry he was holding out, and counterattacked unceremoniously: "If you have the ability, go back and don't follow behind the senior brother."

Kong Xuan snorted softly, patted the little bits on his hands, and lost interest in Zezhi's unsatisfactory work.

"Probably the prize at this meeting." Zezhi was taken aback by the sudden voice from behind. He didn't know when Yang Jian was able to hide his breath so much. He turned his head and patted his chest at the same time. , I'm almost scared to pee, okay?

Yang Jian completely ignored Zezhi's exaggerated reaction. He stretched out his hand from Zezhi's side and took another piece of pastry from the plate, put it in his mouth expressionlessly, and did not forget to leave a comment after swallowing it. : "Too light."

Black and white are distinct, and his cold eyes looked at Shang Zezhi, as if he suddenly thought of something, Yang Jian said again: "Uncle Master."

Don't think that if you call me, I will take out the candy!Zezhi stroked his forehead with some headaches, who would have thought that the judicial god who would be famous in the three worlds a few hundred years later would be a sweet tooth! "Eating too much sugar will cause tooth decay. Who knows if the tooth structure of a real practitioner is the same as that of an ordinary person. If you lose all your teeth, second senior brother can't kill me?"

Yang Jian only silently gave him two words: "Honey." Followed by persistent eyes, staring at those eyes that didn't seem to be full of emotion for a long time, Zezhi would always think that he was the second senior brother. That's why Yang Jian succeeds every time.

"It's quite a new statement." Kong Xuan looked at Zezhi with the eyes of an idiot.

Zezhi couldn't bear it anymore and took out a small cup of honey from the storage bag and slapped it on the table, saying that I don't care about your bad things anymore!

Yang Jian was satisfied, he never had much expression on his face, only the breath around him would be calmer.To put it simply, whether this person is in a good mood or not, most of the situations have to be judged according to the coldness of the air around him. I don’t know how he has such a great momentum at such a young age. Those who don’t know think that he has practiced What about Ice Palm?

The white clothes are better than snow, with black gossip patterns tattooed on them, just like the black ink dripping on rice paper, which only makes his cold and hard facial lines even more icy, making him look like he is not even half popular.It's just that his eyebrows are so well formed, the thick black eyebrows are similar to the lines of his facial features, and the cold eyes are like unsheathed blades, it seems that even the light entering those eyes will be cut off.

Between gestures and gestures, the sleeves are clear, without any dust.Even the snow-white yam cake with jujube paste in his hand at this moment only interpreted his cold breath more perfectly.

He maintained such a non-human state, and received a plate of pastries in his stomach.

Zezhi: "..."(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻You give me back my noble and arrogant disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao! Who is this counterfeit? Drag it out and chop it up!

Deciding not to look at the troubled Yang Jian, Zezhi rubbed his stomach, and took out a small plate of chicken feet with pickled peppers soaked in a jar in the backyard, eating it as snacks.

"By the way, what are the prizes for this comprehension conference?" Ze Zhi stuffed a piece of phoenix claw in his mouth, propped his head lazily, and looked at Kong Xuan, who was so beautiful that ordinary people dare not look directly at him. The curvature of his lips made his face even more dazzling, and the raised eyeliner painted his eyes with a breathtaking power.

"It is said that Fuxi once saw Panfeng dancing and praying between heaven and earth, and heard its beautiful cry. Therefore, he composed the song "Fengyi". Half a chapter of Feng Yi." Kong Xuan was always smart, and his answers to questions were always comprehensive.After listening to it, Zezhi immediately realized that this thing, no wonder Changqin would want to get it, it was tailor-made for him.

But—"half a chapter?" Which wicked man tore it up?

In this case, even if you want to grab it, you don't know where to start.

Zezhi didn't realize at all that the bandit thinking from the prehistoric past had penetrated into his heart unconsciously, probably this was the most thorough aspect of Tongtian's assimilation to him.

Zezhi fell into deep thought, trying to figure out where to find the rest, and whether it might have fallen in the prehistoric world.There is such a bad place in many worlds, and no one can figure out what the meaning of Tiandao is, whether it intends to let the treasure be dusted forever, or to see the sun again.

Before he could think for a long time, Kong Xuan said with some doubts: "Aren't the chicken feet spicy this time?"

Ze Zhi gave a hum, and realized with hindsight that Kong Xuan was not used to this kind of spicy taste, but he wanted to try it, so after hearing Ze Zhi's answer, he was about to move towards the small dish. Stretching out his hand, he saw two lines of tears falling down without any warning in Zezhi's clear eyes, and at the same time, his vague voice: "I'm so hot..."

Holding the bitten chicken paw in his hand, Zezhi burst into tears, feeling that his whole body is not well.