Can Shizun attack once?

Hearing these words, Wei Shengyin did not feel happy.

For the past 700 years, he has been controlled by Ying Wuchou. Even though Ying Wuchou was seriously ill and died soon, he still ordered Ying Huansheng to seal him and always be on guard against him.

Unlike other disciples, he doesn't like Ying Wushou, nor does he respect and love Ying Wushou from the bottom of his heart. He just has awe and respect for Ying Wushou.

Wei Shengyin could see clearly that Ying Wushou's sect was just a huge prison, and the other disciples were at ease, but he always wanted to escape.

But at this moment, he was free, but there was a heavy burden on his shoulders, which made him seem a little shorter.

He changed from a person trapped in a cage to a person who built the cage with his own hands.

Wei Shengyin looked at Ying Wushou, resigned to his fate and said, "I lost to you in the end."

I lost the battle 750 years ago, and I also lost the battle about cultivating the mind 750 years ago.

"It's not a big deal for a disciple to lose to the master," Ying Wushou said with a smile, "The point is not to win or lose, but to be able to blaze a trail of our own."

Ying Wuchou, who got rid of his two disciples, didn't feel heavy. He walked briskly to Cen Shuangluo, looking much younger.

Cen Shuangluo also noticed the change in Ying Wushou.

He suddenly realized that Ying Wuchou's purpose of accepting disciples might also be for himself.

In the process of teaching his apprentice, Ying Wuchou was also fighting against his past self. This battle was long and difficult, but he survived it.

Today's Ying Wushou can already face up to the path she has come, and walk on firmly.

After verification by Ying Wuchou and Cen Shuangluo, refining gluttony mushrooms does not cause heart addiction, so Ying Wuchou took back the two systems in gluttony mushrooms with refining techniques.

After being refined by Ying Wushou, these two systems seemed to become absorbable energy again.

The jade slip was full today, and after it accepted the two systems, it released a purple-red mist, as if belching.

So far, all seven systems have been collected.

Xuanyuanze still had a reforming system in his mind, but it had already been refined by Ying Wuchou and scanned by the jade slips.

It is no longer the original system, and the information it possesses has also been collected by Yujian.

Strictly speaking, the system of reforming evil and returning to righteousness is a brand new system recreated by Ying Wushou using the energy of the original system.

Sure enough, Yujian didn't clamor to absorb the system of reforming evil and returning to righteousness. Instead, it shone with a purple-red light as if it had reached its peak, and continuously released the reminder of "information integration".

It will take time to integrate the seven systems. Ying Wuchou waited patiently, while Cen Shuangluo waited nervously.

Cen Shuangluo had a feeling that he really didn't do anything good in the last reincarnation, maybe it was really the magic dragon that the system said.

He was a little afraid to face what he had done, but with Ying Wuchou standing beside him, Cen Shuangluo was full of strength again.

Ying Wuchou was able to calmly face the mistakes he made and worked hard to make up for them, and he was the same.

At this time, Wei Shengyin didn't know what agreement he had reached with Ying Huansheng, Xiao Hei touched the back of Wei Shengyin's hand and became quiet.

Wei Shengyin came to the side of the two and looked at the jade slip together with them.

Wei Shengyin didn't know much, and Ying Wuchou didn't explain anything to him. He also wanted to see why he was possessed by the system.

It took about a day and a night before the purple color of the jade slips turned back to the normal pink.

[The information integration is complete, do you want to check it? 】

Ying Wuchou took the initiative to hold Cen Shuangluo's hand, nodded and said, "Check."

The jade slip released a strong light, enveloping the three of them.

The special effect of the upgraded jade slip was better than before, and the three of them seemed to be in a copy of the holographic game, watching everything displayed on the jade slip as spectators.

The story begins when the little silver dragonfly broke its shell.

After Tengjiao was born, he lived happily in the Tibetan valley just like Cen Shuangluo's memory.

The difference this time was that when he saw Ning Chengying meditating outside the hut, he never got close to the hut and concentrated on eating bamboo shoots to grow.

During this period, occasionally a black-clothed swordsman would come to the valley, holding some elixir for Master to try, but they were all unsuccessful, so he had to leave with the elixir.

Ning Chengying didn't know that there was such a little Tengjiao in the valley who had opened up his intelligence. When Tengjiao was eight years old, Ning Chengying cultivated into a Nascent Soul and fulfilled the conditions for leaving the valley.

He saw that the master was getting weaker and weaker, and he might not be able to last for a few years.He tried to turn Master into a living corpse, but was blocked by the formation.

In desperation, Ning Chengying decided to temper himself, and when he was able to crack the master's formation, he would return to the valley to save the master.

After Ning Chengying left, Xiao Tengjiao, who had been very curious about the hut, poked his head out from the grass.

He climbed to the window of the hut and saw a very good-looking man lying on the rattan couch, who seemed to be asleep.

Just like Cen Shuangluo, Xiao Tengjiao blushed all of a sudden, and he soaked himself in the stream for a long time before his body temperature dropped.

The little dragonfly picked many flowers instinctively, arranged them into a beautiful bouquet, and crawled into the hut with the bouquet in its mouth.

The formation that stopped several disciples had no defense against Xiao Tengjiao, he easily climbed onto the rattan couch, and put the bouquet of flowers beside Ying Wuchou's pillow.

After doing all this, Xiao Tengjiao's heart beat so fast, he wanted to escape as soon as possible, but he was a little bit reluctant.

He lingered in front of the hut for a long time, seeing that Ying Wushou had no intention of waking up, he boldly leaned against Ying Wushou's body, coiled his body into a circle, and fell asleep against Ying Wushou's corpse-like cold body up.

Xiao Tengjiao fell into a deep sleep, and vaguely felt that a hand was touching his scales. This hand was not malicious, so he continued to sleep, not bothering to get up.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Tengjiao finally woke up. He flicked his tail and opened those silver eyes.

When he woke up, he met a pair of eyes that were as gentle as water.

That person is awake!

Xiao Tengjiao seemed to have done something bad, and fled out the door on all fours.He was so flustered that his tail got caught on his hind feet and his body was almost knotted.

But that person was so gentle, he sat up slowly, picked up the bunch of colorful flowers collected by the small scorpion, sniffed it lightly, and said with a smile: "Did you give it to me? I like it very much, thank you. "

Xiao Tengjiao stopped, turned around and looked at the man, as if fascinated, then crawled to the man's side again, carefully wrapping himself on his lap.

The man raised his hand, touched the little dragonfly from head to tail, and said softly: "You were born, I have been waiting for you, and you are as beautiful as I imagined..."

Ya, I was praised!Xiao Tengjiao's pair of Xiaofei ears trembled shyly, but his tail caught the man's fingertips.

The days after that were very happy.

Ying Wuchou was in poor health and was always lying on the bed. Xiao Tengjiao came to the hut to accompany him all day long. Ying Wuchou took out a lot of books to teach Xiao Tengjiao how to read and write, and also taught him a lot of knowledge about cultivation.

Xiao Tengjiao lay greedily on Ying Wuchou's lap, listening to his nice voice, and responded with "Yoyo~~" from time to time.

He was raised so that his scales became brighter and longer.

The little dragonfly became a five-meter-long silver dragon, and when it changed its scales for the first time, Ying Wuchou's old spirit became more and more serious.

No matter how many beautiful flowers Yinjiao collected, Ying Wuchou's face was always so pale.

Xiao Tengjiao saw that Ying Wuchou was getting weaker and weaker, and finally he didn't even have the strength to sit up, so he became extremely anxious.He didn't know what to do, so he lay upright beside Ying Wuchou all day long, measuring Ying Wuchou's body length, thinking that if he swallowed Ying Wuchou, he could protect him with his body.

Ying Wushou was familiar with the habits of snakes and understood the meaning of the little dragonfly's action. He stretched out his hand to touch the little dragonfly's one horn, and said in a low voice: "This is my fate, I have to bear it for what I have done. The price, everything is a fixed number, don't be sad. I am very happy to meet you and have you by my side in the ten years before my death."

Xiao Tengjiao cried, and he hugged Ying Wuchou tightly, not knowing what to do.

Ying Wuchou said to him: "You have the inheritance of Tengjiao, so you don't have to worry about the mind, but Tengjiao is not a dragon after all, the speed of cultivation is too slow, and the upper limit is too low. I have seven scales, which contain countless truths. Yuan, I will pass on the whereabouts of the scale armor to you to help you transform the dragon. After I die, you can go find them."

Xiao Tengjiao shook his head, he doesn't want any treasures, he wants to live without worries and stay with him.

Ying Wushou couldn't survive.

Before Ying Wuchou died, Xiao Tengjiao finally listened to the persuasion, tightly wrapped around Ying Wuchou, and waited for Ying Wuchou to pass on the feeling of the seven senses to him.

Even if he knew the whereabouts of the scale armors, Xiao Tengjiao might not be able to subdue the seven scale armors, so Ying Wuchou had to teach him some ways to subdue the scale armors.

After imparting the teaching, Ying Wuchou was at the end of his strength, his face was flushed, his seven orifices were bleeding, he left a last word to his disciples, and then died.

After his death, not even a corpse remained, his body turned into fly ash and disappeared.

Xiao Tengjiao was unwilling to leave, and stayed motionless in the hut, as if waiting to die.

Ying Wuchou was worried that Xiao Teng Jiao would be overwhelmed when he was alive, and left behind a remnant before his death, which appeared in front of Xiao Teng Jiao when he was in a coma.

"Yoyo~" Xiao Tengjiao got up and rushed towards this remnant.

Ying Wuchou coaxed him: "When you were asleep, my third disciple Luo Qingyu found me Ganoderma lucidum and took it for me. I'm already much better. Let's leave Zangjin Valley together and find a cure for me."

Xiao Tengjiao nodded vigorously, followed this remnant thought to a nearby town, and when he found the vision scales, the remnant thought disappeared.

Xiao Tengjiao was crying so hard that he attracted the visual scales. He absorbed the power of the visual scales, transformed into a human form, and became a handsome boy.

In the form of a dragon, he could only utter "Yo Yo" all the time, but now that he has become a human, he speaks for the first time.

"Ying Wushou, you lied to me." The young man looked at the disappearing Cannian and said.

Ying Wuchou could no longer respond to the boy.

The young man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I will find a way to find your reincarnation, even if I go to heaven or earth, I will find you."

Seeing this scene, the real Ying Wuchou couldn't help but sigh, and murmured, "Why are you so persistent?"

He knows himself best, so he naturally understands that a young man cannot find Ying Wushou's reincarnation.

Because Ying Wushou's spirit was reunited after being beheaded, which is different from normal spirits.When he dies, even if the soul does not disappear, the spirit will dissipate.

That soul will be like a blank sheet of paper, unable to maintain even Ying Wuchou's original appearance, and directly enters reincarnation.

Even if it is reincarnated, this soul will not become a human being, at most it will be a creature like insects, plants and trees.When Tengjiao was looking for it, that soul had reincarnated dozens of times, and it was no longer the person it was at the beginning.

"You can't find it." Ying Wushou reached out to grab the boy's hand, but it was in vain.

This is just the projection released by the jade slip, there is no entity at all, so how can it be touched.

But Ying Wuchou's hand was still held by another hand.

"I can find it," Cen Shuangluo stared at Ying Wushou, "As long as I want to find it, I can find it."

Ying Wuchou saw countless years in Cen Shuangluo's eyes, his eyes seemed to have gone through thousands of years, and there were countless stories hidden.

"Shuangluo, you..." Ying Wuchou immediately guessed what happened.

Cen Shuangluo nodded: "Yes, I have recovered my memory."

At the same time that Yujian had integrated all the information, something seemed to be broken deep in Cen Shuangluo's mind.

Memories broke through the shackles and appeared in Cen Shuangluo's mind, reminding him of everything.

It turns out that the so-called dreams have never been predictions and reminders.

It's the remnants of his memory that are constantly impacting the shackles, making him think of what happened in the dream.

All this is not the future, but the past.