Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Since the Immortal World unilaterally broke the Immortal Stairway thousands of years ago, the Immortal Cultivation World only discovered this fact hundreds of years later.

When the thunder calamity that covered most of Hongjianzong's sect dissipated, the sky was bright, and everyone who was tired for several days was waiting for the fairy ladder to rise, but the wait was fruitless.

Even the celestial dew that strengthens the realm and heals the hidden wounds has not descended. The peak that has withstood the tremendous power of the thunderstorm has long been deserted, and occasionally a few wisps of black smoke rise as if it is the last struggle of this piece of vegetation.

Nothing happened.

If it weren't for the few clouds of calamity that have not yet dispersed in the sky, still pressing down on everyone's hearts with a dark color, almost no one would dare to believe that this is already after crossing the calamity.

There is no ladder to immortality in one step, and there is no fairy sound like the sound of heaven. There is only a scene of extinction without any vitality after the thunder calamity falls.

Without the celestial dew entering the body, without the celestial ladder to guide, almost no one can heal the crippled body after the confrontation with the Jiujiu Thunder Tribulation.

Those who cross the catastrophe will undoubtedly die.

The talented patriarch of Hongjianzong became the first sacrificer in the dark age. After his death, several talented monks tried to cross the catastrophe within a thousand years. Their ending made the world of cultivating immortals even more desperate.

If the end of the road to immortality is not immortality, then years of penance are meaningless.Is it following the path of those ancestors and waiting to die on the final crossing?

The unstoppable turmoil and darkness in the world of cultivating immortals is coming. Once the monks with inhuman power do evil, the consequences will be equally terrifying.

The commandments of the secular world and the world of cultivating immortals no longer work, and the wailing and bright red that can be seen everywhere almost fill the eyes of every monk. The heavier the smell of blood, the less panic in their hearts. They are addicted to this feeling and are very satisfied.

It wasn't until the moment of crossing the catastrophe that the extremely powerful thunder thundered, and the consequences of their body and soul being scattered gave them the greatest warning.

As long as the monks do evil, no matter how much they cultivate, they will be liquidated when they cross the tribulation.

The silence was temporary, because soon some people found out—the magic cultivator does not need to cross the tribulation.

Seeing that things were going out of control, the ancestor of Tianji Sect used himself and his disciples to make up a number of ninety-nine and eighty-one to calculate the secret, and only after thousands of years did he see a glimmer of hope.

Wait for Destiny's Child.

The ancestor of Tianjimen died in martyrdom after leaving a sentence, and the vitality of Tianjimen was severely injured, so he escaped from the world.

The result of divination made the world of cultivating immortals calm down a lot. Under the calm, there were invisible waves. Under such circumstances, demon cultivators grew silently, and the confrontation between righteousness and demons also gave the secular world time to recuperate.

The fairyland where the fairy ladder was broken was very deserted, the spirit fog was too heavy to cover most of the scenery, and many things were half-covered and half-covered, and the whole picture could not be seen clearly. When the gauze skirt floated by, I realized that there were female fairies passing by.

Many things are the same as usual, but something is different today.

The aura gathers unusually and is silently sucked in one direction. A bright light suddenly bursts out from the highest point in the center of the fairy world.

"clang--!"

A long and thick bell sounded slowly with the vibration of the clock wall, spreading from the center of the fairy world to the entire fairy world.

After the immortals took a breath, they suddenly raised their heads, their gazes were scorching hot, and the apathetic immortal energy from their bodies disappeared a lot, and the energy they exuded became more indescribably excited.

And after the first slightly long bell, the successive bells sounded densely and quickly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!—"

The ringing of the bell became more and more shocking, forcing many immortals to save their ears after performing a few silence spells on themselves.

Fairy Bian Su's hand, which was concocting alchemy, trembled unsteadily when the bell first rang, and the alchemy furnace that was about to release the alchemy exploded uncontrollably in an instant, and the shards of the alchemy furnace flew across Bian Su's face A tiny scar.

She didn't have time to wipe off the bloodstains on her face, she turned around suddenly, and on tiptoes, she flew up and rushed in one direction.

The light silk gauze fluttered along the direction of the wind, which further complemented Bian Su's beauty, and her eyes were reddish, which could not conceal the surprise in her heart.

On the way to rush, I met many old acquaintances, among them a man with a gentle temperament and handsome appearance raised his eyebrows and smiled at Bian Su, and waved hello.

This person seems gentle and amiable, but the immortals passing by him intentionally or unintentionally avoided a little distance, except when he saw Bian Su, his speed was a little slower, and no one else noticed him.

Bian Su snorted coldly, looked up and down, saw that the man had lost his usual tidy attire, and his clothes looked messy, so he knew he must be in a hurry.

Turning his head and speeding up silently, he didn't pay any attention to him.

Feng Xuan smiled helplessly, but he wasn't very angry. A strand of untight hair slipped and fell, rubbing his jade-like face.

He raised his head and stared at the Nine Zun Mountains not far away where the barrier was closed, a little fire light fell in his warm eyes, it was astonishingly bright.

The nine bells rang, and the immortals left the pass.

They thought that since that battle, the seriously injured and dying immortal would fall silently in the retreat, and the side before the retreat was the last time they saw each other.

This fact made the fairy world silent for a long time, and the immortals looked at each other and hated each other, both loathing each other and themselves.

If it wasn't for their own incompetence, how could they implicate the immortals like this.

Now that the bell is ringing, it can be said that the entire fairy world was caught off guard.

Inside the Jiuzun Mountain Immortal Palace.

Duo Yao opened his eyes, and there was a small amount of frost and snow falling from the trembling eyelashes, and the fine frost on the eyelash feathers fell off in just one stroke, revealing his beautiful eyes.

He looked at the front quietly, his face was impeccable, it was indifferent when he was not expressing his expression, but it was also extremely glamorous, from the eyebrows to the corners of his lips, there was a unique scenery, which made people's eyes stop. .

After watching for a while, Duo Yao lowered his eyes slightly tired, his black hair was half tied up by the jade hairpin, and the last frost and snow on the flowing moonlight robe reflected off it, and he felt that there was no warmth in his eyebrows and eyes.

"What's the matter, master?" A voice so soft as milk came out of his head, but it made the frost-like person smile.

Duo Yao stretched out his hand to press the leg that felt nothing, and complained softly: "The leg is numb."

After being forcibly bound to this legendary mission by the brain, he came to the first world a little earlier, and after a hasty fight with others, he temporarily put this body on hold in the name of retreat.

Even taking this task on hold for a while, counting the time to come back, I didn't expect it to be a little early, but it doesn't matter.

The accompanying system group whispered: "Master, this world is on the verge of destruction. It is obvious that you are saving the world in the name of a mission. If you are not careful, you will be dragged away by the world."

The more Tuantuan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he complained, "The brain must have miscalculated. These worlds have lost several S-level executives, so there is no need to save them."

Thinking about this task, Duo Yao pondered slightly.

The facts are indeed as Tuantuan said, these worlds are on the brink of destruction, and the risk factor is very high. It is really easy to simply save these worlds, because what destroys the world is not a natural disaster or a calamity, but a person.

A son of destiny who was supposed to be the pillar of the world and favored by heaven.

But in the end, it was this person who personally destroyed the world he was born in. The reason is unknown.

If it is purely to save the world, just kill the Son of Destiny before nothing happens.

But in this case, the source will never be found. The Son of Destiny is still born in each world, and each world still has the possibility of being destroyed. Duo Yao's behavior becomes meaningless, and he still has to keep running around in various worlds. world.

Duo Yao frowned in distress, unless this time and space was blocked, and the time and space would be annihilated directly after the intellectual brain judged that it was hopeless.

But then there is no need for it to be a task. Since the brain judges it as a legendary task, it means that this task has the possibility of success.

Legendary missions, except for a few mission descriptions that seem to be made up by hand, the rest are all up to the executive to explore by himself.

There is no time limit, and it is up to you whether you can get out.

Tuantuan wondered: "Master hasn't done the task for a long time, could it be that the brain bound the master to this task because only the master is on vacation?"

Duo Yao said seriously: "It's possible."

Tuantuan exploded immediately: "No, I'm going to protest!"

After feeling quiet in his mind, Duo Yao sighed, this little guy has been getting better and better at fooling since he turned off the advanced mode, making it difficult for him to restrain his desire to tease.

"Immortal Venerable, Bian Su brings a group of immortals to seek an audience!"

A melodious female voice came from outside the Immortal Palace. Duo Yao raised his hand to rest his forehead feeling a little helpless. The cold temperature of his fingertips woke him up. After searching in the corner of his memory for a long time, he managed to find the corresponding figure of "Bian Su" .

Duo Yao collected himself and passed the voice over.

"Go to the main hall."

The enchantment of Jiuzun Mountain disappeared after he arrived in this world, and the bell rang spontaneously to announce the return of the Lord to the fairy world.The fine frost and snow on his body was caused by the exercises, and a thin layer of frost had accumulated over the years, which was cleaned up after he performed the formula just now.

All the immortals waited with bated breath, and when the familiar light voice came out, they really got excited.

After more than a thousand years, the Immortal Venerable has really come out!

Bian Su calmed down at this time, turned around and said calmly, "Let's go to the main hall."

Feng Xuan smiled gently, but didn't say anything.

But he laughed abruptly, causing Bian Su to give him a cold look.

When all the immortals rushed to the main hall, the senior seat was leaning on their immortals, full of elegance and strength, suppressing the sky with all their strength.

Seeing the figure sitting leaning in their eyes, they finally settled down in their hearts. They looked and looked almost greedily. When the immortal frowned and looked down, they suddenly came back to their senses.

They all stood on both sides according to the positions they had stood thousands of years ago, and the two in front of them were Bian Su and Feng Xuan.

After standing up, they all raised their heads to look at Immortal Venerable, their eyes burning and joyful.

Seeing those well-known beings looking at him one by one like a dog begging for praise, Duo Yao finally felt a little headache.

Back then, he seemed to be a little out of play?

The author has something to say:

Let's get rid of it: the protagonist is a heartthrob who is influenced by the beauty of the prosperous age. There is nothing embarrassing or complaining about this style. Every novel will always be liked by someone.

The three views of the protagonist do not represent the three views of the author. There is no unreasonable hatred in this world. There are good and beautiful people in the world, but some people may never meet in their lifetime.

But setting is not the same as reality, little angels, please distinguish, the world is full of good people!

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