Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Yan Qing sighed softly in the dungeon, he followed until now and finally knew the answer he wanted to know.

"So she is the savior."

Unwilling, now the whole bird has been completely suffocated, spit out a mouthful of soul faintly, and rested its wings on Yan Qing's arms: "Since Wei Shengzhuang is the savior, finding Wangchuan Ding can end all this, why is she Why don’t you tell the whole world, let everyone help to find it?”

Yan Qing said: "She didn't know what she was looking for before. Moreover," Yan Qing's peachy eyes flashed a gleam of coldness: "Unable to achieve, you think human nature is too good."

The demon seed is a disaster for the world, and it only tortures the weak.Those who are at the center of power in the cultivation world in the upper heavens, no one is afraid of the demon seed.

The Nine Sect Masters and Supreme Elders in Nanze Prefecture are more afraid of the Immortal Alliance than the Demon Seed.

If the matter of Wangchuan Ding and the spirit of Wangchuan were known to the world, and everyone was innocent and conceived his crimes, what would meet Wei Shengzhuang would only be a more tragic fate than the present.

She is so kind.

The paradox is that only a kind and sincere person like her can coexist with the spirit of Wangchuan.

In Yan Qing's opinion, Wei Shengzhuang is doomed not to be the savior.

Because she has too many fetters along the way.

Not only Lanxi Ze, but also the Weisheng family.From the moment when Wei Shengzhuang was willing to be drawn out of her spiritual root by Wei Shengyu in order to save her father, everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.She is too kind, too naive, too sympathetic to the weak, and too obsessed with good and evil.

However, these are not wrong.

Yan Qing said: "If she hadn't gone to the Temple of Death, she might have always been a carefree treasure hunter." But as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Qing fell silent again, shook her head and closed her eyes, and smiled in her heart Simple.

If the Temple of Rebirth continues, on the day when the evil comes back, as a member of the Weisheng clan, Weishengzhuang is doomed to be unable to escape.

In the final analysis, it is still to blame the desire of the Weisheng clan, and blame the world of this madman.

It is very difficult for a person to do one thing without hesitation.In the world of mortals, you will have too many fetters, your family, your friends, your lover.

As long as kind people have weaknesses, they can easily be threatened by others.What's more, the enemy that Weishengzhuang faces is the demon god - such an evil spirit who is good at manipulating people's hearts.

wrong!

Thinking of the Demon God, Yan Qing suddenly thought of something like lightning, and suddenly woke up.

"No." Yan Qing said in a deep voice, a sharp red light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice, "No ambition, I guess Wei Shengzhuang didn't find the Wangchuan Ding until her death—it's impossible for her to find it in her life. "

Unhappy: "Ah? Why?"

Yan Qing said indifferently: "Because if I were a god and Buddha ten thousand years ago, the first one to be destroyed would be the Wangchuan Ding."

Unwilling and even more confused: "Damn, why?"

Yan Qing was silent for a while, and then said: "Actually, when Wei Shengzhuang mentioned Wangchuan Ding, I was thinking that if the spirit of Wangchuan combined with Wangchuan Ding, all nightmares in the world could be sealed— Then why did the Demon God not move in the face of such a threat?"

"Although the demon god attached to me in the sea of ​​chaos, after confronting her, I gradually realized that the demon god has always lived in the world. She can see the changes in the vicissitudes of life in the world."

Yan Qing's eyes were deep and he analyzed calmly.

"What really makes the Demon God dare not act rashly is the Demon Slaying Formation in front of the Xiaoyu Palace."

"And Wangchuan Ding, Wangchuan Ding..."

"The demon god was born out of the evil thoughts of killing gods."

Yan Qing's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"Ten thousand years ago, gods and Buddhas put evil thoughts in Wangchuan Ding - Wangchuan Ding is not a place to seal demon gods, but a place where demon gods are born."

Unexpectedly, his wings were about to explode: "Damn! Yan Qing, what do you mean?!"

Yan Qing said expressionlessly, "The Spirit of Wangchuan has just opened its spiritual roots. Its thinking is too naive. It thinks that it can find the cauldron to collect all the nightmares, but it never thought that the demon god is still alive."

Yan Qing closed her eyes: "It collects nightmares from all over the world like this... Instead, it makes a wedding dress for the demon god and helps her recover all her strength."

Unwilling was so shocked that he stopped talking.

Yan Qing lowered his head and glanced dimly at the blood-red thread on his wrist, and couldn't help but think of the countless days and nights when Shifang City and the demon god parasitized.

He got in touch with the most secret truth of this world too early, so after seeing many things, he felt a kind of calmness away from this world.

"Wei Shengzhuang has been traveling all over the world for so many years and has not found Wangchuan Ding. I guess Wangchuan Ding is no longer in this world."

Yan Qing circled the red thread between his fingers, then his eyes lightly fell on the girl's thin and trembling body, and his voice was cold.

"But no matter what, Wei Sheng's makeup is not something that Wei Sheng Nianyan or even the whole Zijin Continent can bully."

"How do they match?"

Logically speaking, after knowing the truth, Yan Qing should go out.But in some kind of complicated distress, he pursed his lower lip, still holding on to frustration, and quietly watched Wei Shengzhuang for a long time in the dungeon.

Occasionally, he would see Weisheng Nianyan coming over to make trouble.

Weisheng Nianyan always has an inexplicable arrogance and aloofness when facing Weisheng makeup.

She likes to squat down and talk about her plans and the ambitions of the Weisheng clan in front of Weisheng makeup.

She was aggressive: "Wei Shengzhuang, how could Xize fall in love with you——Xize likes a woman who can stand by his side, like me. His ability and IQ are comparable to his, and he can help him annex Qin Jia Xiao's family, the woman who dominates Zijinzhou. It's not you, with a little make-up, it's not you, a waste who only knows how to indulge in love!"

Wei Shengzhuang looked at her numbly, without saying a word, closed his eyes and felt the spirit of Wangchuan buffering her pain, helping her temporarily control the power of those nightmares in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing her like this, Weisheng Nianyan became even angrier, she was so jealous that she lost her mind, thinking of Lan Xize's indifferent and rejection of her these years, she wanted to find a sense of superiority in Weishengzhuang like crazy.

Weisheng Nianyan's eyes were ruthless, and his words were vicious: "You have lived for a man all your life, and you are wearing makeup, you are really a disgrace to the Weisheng clan."

He screamed in frustration.

Yan Qing covered its mouth, listening to Weisheng Nianyan's words, he only found it ironic and funny, lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

——Wei Sheng Nian Yan and Wei Sheng Makeup, who is the one who is addicted to love and lives for a man all his life?

The abilities that Weisheng Nianyan advertised were stolen from Weishengzhuang's spiritual roots; and the ambition and resourcefulness that were advertised were only played by Lan Xize.

Lanxize, a poisonous snake, does not want to unify Zijin Continent, but to destroy Zijin Continent.

If we really want to talk about ability, resourcefulness and ambition, it is better to go to Nanzezhou to learn Jing Ruyu than Weisheng Nianyan.

Jing Ruyu is the real ambitious man who went from nothing to the master of a sect and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.It's not like Weisheng Nianyan, who used to be attached to Weishengyu, and later attached to Lanxize.

This young Fuhua Sect master is suspicious, cautious, ruthless, and has been in power in Nanze Prefecture for many years. He has never made a mistake in confronting Xie Shiyi.

The only thing that didn't count was the twin mirror, the twin curse set by her mother herself.

But even if Jing Ruyu didn't die in Ting Lan's secret realm, as the nightmare in her body grew bigger and bigger, she would eventually be manipulated by the demon god and victimized by desire.

So when can selfishness and viciousness become something to show off?

Yan Qing couldn't help but think of what the Demon God said before his death in Shifang City, the ironic smile faded from the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, spread his palms, looked at those intricate red lines, and said calmly.

"Actually, the most difficult thing in the world is to maintain a pure heart."

Only the slight make-up of the heart of a child can give birth to the Xie Shiyi of the heart of Liuli.

Frustrated, she fluttered her wings: "Then can she go out in the end?"

Yan Qing was silent for a while, then said out loud, "I don't know."

Too immature.

Whether it is micro makeup or the spirit of Wangchuan.

She has an unparalleled gifted spiritual root and a shocking secret.But before he fully grew up, he was dragged down by the crimes of the Weisheng family and entangled by the poisonous snakes in the southern border.

Yan Qing threw out all the thoughts in his mind, and just looked at Wei Shengzhuang calmly, in the form of a soul after a hundred years, feeling her breaking away from the mud bit by bit in the dungeon... from the airtight room Find the exit in the dark room, break ground and rebirth.

"Dabai, I seem to be about to control them."

One day, Wei Shengzhuang opened his eyes again, and his light-colored pupils were full of surprises.

Dabai was also very happy, jumping up and down in her sea of ​​consciousness: "Oh oh oh, then master, let's go quickly."

"Ok!"

Weisheng makeup eyes shine and nod, the first time in 100 years so happy.

She was in the dungeon, raised her hands, tied her hair up high, and let a few strands of hair fall by her ears.It's like the treasure hunting girl who stepped into the dense forest of southern Xinjiang curiously many years ago, biting candied haws and rolling her eyes.