Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

The soul entered from the point between the eyebrows, Zhong Ying directly broke through the opponent's defense, and stepped into the sea of ​​consciousness carelessly.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness is a place that can only be opened after the monks have reached the level of Qi Refining.The sea of ​​consciousness that was opened at the beginning is only the size of a small puddle. As the cultivation level increases and the soul becomes stronger, the small puddle will gradually turn into streams, lakes, rivers, and even a boundless ocean.

——Zhong Ying's sea of ​​consciousness is a line of sky and water, without end.

And if Zhong Ying wants to seize the house, he must control or destroy the opponent's soul, which is usually hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhong Ying stood on the lake-sized Sea of ​​Consciousness, with a clear and slender reflection under the surface of the water, surrounded by mist formed by spiritual power.

At first glance, it seems to be walking on the fairyland Linghu.

It is definitely extremely dangerous to break into other people's sea of ​​knowledge alone, because the other party has a geographical advantage, and the entire lake is the other party's territory, and outsiders are very likely to be swallowed by this lake and become the nourishment for the other party's soul.

Therefore, outsiders are generally very cautious, or plan to strike a thunderous blow from the very beginning, not giving the opponent a chance to resist.

But Zhong Ying's expression was relaxed and freehand. When walking on the water, it was like taking a walk in the garden, enjoying the flowers in spring.

The soles of the boots stepped on the water, but they were not stained with a trace of moisture, and they were always clean.

Wushui noticed Zhong Ying, an outsider, and was very angry. He condensed into a beast again and again, trying to tear off Zhong Ying's head.

The fierce beast is huge, brave and majestic.

But as soon as the ferocious beast pounced in front of Zhong Ying, it dissipated abruptly, turning into a gust of cool wind, puffing up its wide silver sleeves, blowing across Zhong Ying's face, making Zhong Ying even more refreshed.

Gradually, the lake calmed down, as if surrendered.The swirling mist condensed into a bamboo raft in front of Zhong Ying, and he stepped on the bamboo raft.

The small boat followed the current, carrying Zhong Ying forward, until a figure appeared in front of it, and then the small boat stopped.

The figure sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​consciousness, his facial features were somewhat blurred, not as solid as Zhong Ying's, as solid as a real person, but Zhong Ying still recognized that face, it was the person in charge.

Although Zhong Ying is confident that he can destroy the souls of any one of Mr. Chaoyang and his party, and take away their bodies.But if they found out in time when Zhong Ying invaded the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and reminded their companions... Zhong Ying was afraid that they would run away.

In contrast, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate for the comatose chief to be unable to warn, and not be able to find Zhong Ying immediately.And after Zhong Ying entered this sea of ​​consciousness, he seemed to be suppressed by bandits, even if he wanted to warn him, he couldn't do it.

The headmaster opened his eyes, his facial features were a little fuzzy, but his expression was still calm.Because Zhong Ying didn't make a move right away, this made him feel that things had turned around, so he respectfully said: "I don't know why your honor came forward?"

"If Your Majesty wants this body..." The chief lowered his head slightly, and in front of the huge gap in cultivation, he lowered his posture, "You can leave immediately and look for another body."

The person in front of him didn't speak, but raised his hand casually, and the mist condensed into a green bamboo pole, which Zhong Ying held in his palm.

Seeing this scene, the headmaster felt his heart tremble, and he couldn't help but feel his mouth bitter.

The sea of ​​consciousness should be a personal domain, but this person is so strong that he can manipulate other people's sea of ​​consciousness at will, which is simply inconceivable.It's not that the manager has never struggled before, but the beast he used with all his might is just a breeze to the opponent.

Having lived for hundreds of years, the director feels that his three views have been subverted.

If someone had said this to the manager before today, the manager would definitely think that this person had a problem with his mind.

And now...

He was only terrified.

No matter how he thought about it, he never imagined that he could get into trouble with such a great power!

Holding the bamboo pole, Zhong Ying casually rowed across the lake, following the ripples and spreading out, in the hazy water mist, pictures emerged one after another, which were the memory of the director.

After suppressing the boss and daring to be angry and dare not speak out, Zhong Ying was very robber, and flipped through the other party's memory in front of the other party.

"This, how is this possible?" When the director saw the picture of the lake, he was stunned, and subconsciously asked a very stupid question, "Who are you?"

Zhong Ying scanned the memory images one after another, and said calmly: "Of course I am the future king of the Demon Realm."

"Magic Emperor?"

Zhong Ying seemed to have never heard of it, and after seeing something in his memory, he smiled lightly: "So from the beginning, you were working for that Mr. Chaoyang. You followed Tan Pei when he was very young, presumably It took a lot of effort for him to grow into what he is now."

The director's face changed drastically: "Your Majesty!"

"Chaoyang's pulse?" Zhong Ying murmured, "So Mr. Chaoyang's name is also fake, but it's just a title, interesting..."

The secret hidden in the deepest part of my heart was uncovered bit by bit, the director's face turned pale and green, and finally he gritted his teeth, his face darkened, the respect just now was completely gone, only ferocity and determination remained.

At this moment, the lake was surrounded by black and red flames, and the water of the Consciousness Sea was ignited by the flames, and it actually burned.

In charge of burning the sea of ​​consciousness, he chose to die with the outsiders.

A person wrapped in layers of water mist, sea of ​​consciousness, and flames, but single-mindedly holding the bamboo pole, stirring the water surface, and rummaging through memories, is simply extremely arrogant.

It wasn't until the bi-color bamboo raft and the bamboo raft were stained with flames that the man dropped the bamboo pole in displeasure.

"Go to hell!" The director burned up all over, manipulating the flames and water mist to rush towards Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying raised his eyes.

Across the hazy mist, the peach blossom eyes are as bright as molten gold.

Then, he raised his hand, his fingers were slender and white, he stretched forward, grasped something, and closed his palms together.

"boom!"

The flame was extinguished violently, leaving no sparks.The water flow was suddenly calm, not a single spray was seen.And Burning Soul also wanted to prevent Zhong Ying, who was in charge of investigating the memory, from disappearing in place.

Zhong Ying opened his fingers. The palm of his hand was the gray spirit in charge. It was no bigger than a palm. He was staring at Zhong Ying with resentment, trying to bite Zhong Ying's fingers.

"Ants." Zhong Ying sneered.

The five fingers gathered together, and the gray spirit screamed, turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing in Zhong Ying's palm.

After completely occupying other people's territory, Zhong Ying looked around and pouted with some regret.Although he flipped through most of the memory of the manager, the manager destroyed his most important memory in time, resulting in too little news for Zhong Ying.

Only one thing is clear, the director and Mr. Chaoyang are from a place called "Li Fang Shui Jing".They all belong to the Chaoyang branch of Li Fang Shui Jing.

The Chaoyang lineage is almost all Taoist cultivators.

And their keepsake is the gold-printed gauze lamp, which is also the "guiding lamp".

Zhong Ying squinted his eyes, and thought again of those weird doctors who were invited by the Patriarch of the Qi family when he was a teenager. He couldn't help but think that since there is a pulse of Chaoyang, there must be something else.

Although Mr. Chaoyang and the others are not the ones in Zhong Ying's memory, they can be sure that they come from the same origin.

Under the intertwined shadows of the trees, the person who was half leaning on the trunk frowned, his fingers under the sleeves trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes.

After falling into a coma until now, the "Director" finally woke up, but none of Mr. Chaoyang and the others found out, instead they were still chatting.

Mr. Chaoyang must be a chatterbox, he looked at Tan Pei who was hanging his head to wipe Tan Zhongqi's five fingers, and said with a smile: "It stands to reason, if you go with us, your grandpa, as the devil, should go to Suyue, but You have to be flexible in everything, your grandfather only listens to you and follows you, so he is naturally a member of my Chaoyang lineage."

"Thank you so much sir." Tan Pei replied very perfunctorily without raising his head.

Mr. Chaoyang didn't mind his tone at all, and said proudly: "It's a trivial matter."

"Speaking of Suyue Yimai, I remembered an interesting story, do you want to hear it?" Mr. Chaoyang raised his voice, "It's really interesting for you to talk to me!"

"Say something quickly!" Bingjian Jianxian opened his eyes, and his tone was quite impatient.

"If what you have to say is boring, I'll leave."

"You are the most annoying every day." Several others expressed their opinions one after another.

"It's about that Xiu girl from Suyue Lineage." Mr. Chaoyang laughed.

"Axiu?" Bingjian Sword Immortal became interested.

Zhong Ying wanted to attack directly, but when he heard his words, he sat with his knees bent, his elbows resting on his thighs, and his palms pressed against his chin, quietly listening to Mr. Chaoyang's nagging.

The stars in the night sky are sparse, the crickets in the grass are singing happily, and the voice of Mr. Chaoyang is particularly clear.

"Yes, she took a fancy to a child and spent seven years staying by that child's side, waiting for the right time to pull him into her family. She left unexpectedly, and the bamboo basket was empty. A bit of schadenfreude appeared in Chaoyang's eyes, "I heard that Miss Xiu threw many people into the pool of blood because of this incident."

"Who is that child?" Zhong Ying asked with great interest.

Because he used the voice in charge, Mr. Chaoyang did not doubt him, frowned, and pondered: "Miss Xiu is hiding tightly, so she won't tell me, but she told everything else. She is the adopted son of the Qi family in Fufeng City." .”

"..."

Zhong Ying bent the corners of his lips and lowered his eyelids, covering the emotions in his eyes.

"Fufeng City? Why haven't I heard of this place?"

"I do know that it's a small, remote place with few monks. The highest level of cultivation is no higher than Huaqi, and it's almost a place for mortals."

"Is there some kind of talented child born in that place?" The monk who said this was full of disdain.

Seeing that everyone was finally interested, Mr. Chaoyang didn't mind telling them everything he knew: "At first, I heard that Miss Xiu taught the Qi family's Laoshizi the Patriarch the forbidden technique by hand, so I thought she was blind. I fell in love with that trash, so I went to ask her in person, only to find out that it was not the case."

"Don't look down on that small place in Fufeng City, Miss Xiu praised that child to the sky." Mr. Chaoyang stretched out his hand, looked at his five fingers under the hazy sky, and smiled half-smile, "Miss Xiu told me that she saw From the first glance of that child's eyes, he knew that this child would kill..."

"When she said this, the child was only seven years old. It should be a very interesting person to get this evaluation from Miss Xiu."

Mr. Chaoyang added while recalling, "Besides, she also said that as long as this child is given time, it is not a problem to become the chief of the Zuoyue lineage, and he can suppress the other pulses so that he dare not speak..."

"She thinks highly of that child, doesn't she?" Bingjian Jianxian sneered.

"Maybe she just looks down on us."

Others interjected: "Since Miss Xiu praised the child so much, shouldn't she be like a hungry wolf staring at the meat on the plate? Can you make people run away?"

"She's so unlucky." Mr. Chaoyang laughed maliciously, "It was arranged for seven years, and the plan hadn't been implemented yet. I went out for a day or two, and when I came back, the whole Qi family was gone. Her fancy prey was also killed. People took her away, leaving only the young master of the Tan family. You said it was a coincidence, just when she was leaving, the Twilight Hall passed by Fufeng City."

As soon as the words Twilight Hall came out, there was a moment of silence around.

Tan Pei had already tidied up Tan Zhongqi properly. He stared at the fallen demon mark on his grandfather's face in a daze. Seeing that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, he asked casually, "Are you talking about the legendary Twilight Palace? Are you afraid of him?" ?”

"But it's not..." Mr. Chaoyang shook his head, "We don't meet Master Yaoguang a few times, and we just have to be wary of her calling the Sword Master when we meet. But Master Twilight is really hard to deal with. , we have to give us a hard meal before we are willing to give up. Over the past few hundred years, there are quite a few people from my Chaoyang lineage who died at the hands of the Twilight Palace."

"Besides, before they leave, they will erase all traces. Since the Lord of the Twilight Palace has bumped into the Qi family, the child that Miss Xiu has taken a fancy to may be very difficult to find."

"I really think that Axiu is lucky this time." Bingjian Jianxian couldn't help but speak.

"That's right. If Axiu was there that night, I might never see her again." Mr. Chaoyang got up from the grass, scooped up cold stream water to wash his face, and said helplessly, "This The former Twilight Palace Master is simply a bit evil!"

"Evil door? Aren't you evil door?" Tan Pei chuckled.

"You said that we are evil, but we have nothing to do when we meet this Twilight Palace Master. It's like seeing a ghost." Mr. Chaoyang spread his hands, "Liuli met him, and the sword was destroyed and the sword was destroyed. The street lamp, the two swords fell."

Tan Pei said nothing, but a look of shock flashed across his eyes.After all, in his eyes, Mr. Chaoyang is both mysterious and powerful. He still has only a little understanding of Chaoyang's lineage, let alone the so-called "Li Fang Shui Jing".

As for Mr. Chaoyang and the others, he was somewhat unimaginable about the character that both of them found troublesome...

"Who is the Twilight Palace Master this term? Haven't you found out yet?"

Another person asked, "Chang Ning, aren't you in charge of intelligence? Tell me something."

"What do you want me to say?" Chang Ning hung on the tree and rolled his eyes, "I thoroughly checked those who are most likely to take over the Twilight Hall, and I almost took off their pants. I have never let go of those who may inherit the Twilight Palace. But none of them are the Twilight Palace masters, what can I do?"

"To put it bluntly, you are useless."

Chang Ning rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, okay, I'm useless, go check it out yourself and see what you can find out."

Several people got into a fight with each other. Although they didn't reveal anything more, they pulled out all the things about how old the other party was peeing his pants, and how old he was scared to cry by bugs.

The long night is gradually passing, a layer of pale white appears on the edge of the green hills, and the dawn is approaching.

Mr. Chaoyang stretched his waist and scolded: "Okay, stop arguing! It's time for us to leave."

Although he usually has no majesty, and few people are afraid of him, but when this scolding sentence came out, the people who had been arguing all closed their mouths.

"Hui Li Fang Shui Jing?" Tan Pei leaned on Tan Zhongqi's shoulder and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Now he opened his eyes and asked yawning.

"Of course not." Mr. Chaoyang shook his head, patted his chest and assured, "You just follow me, and I will take care of your grandpa's business."

For Tan Pei, it was the same wherever he left the Tan family, there was no difference, so he nodded dispensably.

Others got up one after another, took care of themselves, and planned to leave.

Tan Pei asked, "Aren't they with us?"

"Of course not, they're just here to support, and I can't get away from my own side." Mr. Chaoyang explained, "Since we are fine here, we naturally go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers. After all, there are too many people in the way, so it's not good. hide."

"Let's go."

After the sound fell, Mr. Chaoyang took the lead to walk along the bank of the stream.

After taking a step or two, Tan Pei saw that the master didn't follow, so he turned around and waved: "The master."

When he was very young, the boss was sent to take care of him. It can be said that Tan Pei was raised by the boss, so Tan Pei has a natural affinity for the boss.

Later, no matter whether he wanted to kill the three elder brothers or destroy the Tan family, he didn't hide it from the boss's eyes, but the boss stood by Tan Pei's side from the beginning to the end, so he won Tan Pei's true trust .

This time, the in-charge fainted, and Tan Pei didn't give up on him. Instead, he carried the in-charge and ran all the way here.

Now, it is natural to take it for granted that the manager should follow him.

But the moment he saw the person in charge, Tan Pei was stunned.

The manager sat under a peach tree. This season, the spring breeze is ten li, and it is the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom.At night, I don't feel anything, but now the sky is slightly bright, and the peach blossoms all over the tree show their original beauty.

The leaves are green and the peach blossoms are scorching, but the person under the tree with his chin resting on his knees and his eyes closed, when he opens his eyes, the eyes are full of light, which is even more dazzling than the peach blossoms.

Is this person in charge?

An extremely absurd feeling arose in Tan Pei's heart, and he subconsciously repeated: "Director?" His voice was full of uncertainty.

The man smiled at Tan Pei.

The smile crushed the beauty of the peach blossoms, eclipsed the surrounding scenery.

"You are not in charge!" Tan Pei was very sure, "Who the hell are you?"

The monks who were about to leave here suddenly discovered that the space here was actually blocked. If they wanted to leave, they had to break the restriction here.

As for the people who banned this space...

Unanimously, everyone's eyes, like sharp swords, fell on the person under the peach blossom tree.

It was clearly the face in charge, but the gaze revealed at this time was unparalleled.

Zhong Ying tilted his head, and said in disgust: "I wanted to hear what little secrets you guys have, but I heard "who was beaten up" and "who is still peeing their pants at what age", what a waste of time. It's the hour of burning incense for me."

Hearing this sentence, the person whose black history was exposed turned pale on the spot.

As a chatterbox, Mr. Chaoyang has the most black history. He said on the spot: "This person is not in charge. He took the body of the in charge and killed him!"

The gurgling stream condensed into ice swords, and in an instant, thousands of ice swords shining with silver light stabbed towards Zhong Ying densely.

Black mist and bloody light overflowed from Tan Zhongqi's skin, rushing towards Zhong Ying mercilessly.

The floating clouds in the sky even turned into giant beasts, spreading their sharp minions, trying to swallow Zhong Ying into his belly.

Some even held a longbow in their hands, pulled the bowstring to the full, and pointed the pitch-black arrow teeth at Zhong Ying...

Zhong Ying's life is clearly hanging by a thread, but he is more domineering than everyone else's eyes, with murderous intent: "But it doesn't matter, as long as I catch one, I can just search for the soul."

The technique of searching for souls is extremely harmful to the soul, and if you are a little careless, it will even cause the soul of the person being searched to be scattered.Generally speaking, Taoist cultivators regard this technique as a sorcery, and they will not be easily infected. Even if they learn it secretly, they will never say it openly, let alone talk about it.

However, even though Zhong Ying grew up in a group of Taoist cultivators, his essence is still a demon king who crosses the demon world and ascends to the throne by stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

As long as it works well, he never cares if it's magic or not!

Zhong Ying patted his sleeves and got up, grabbed a black spear condensed by spiritual energy in his hand, and greeted him flamboyantly.

After a period of silence, the Demon Lord finally had a chance to flex his fists a bit.

The ice swords were shattered one by one, Tan Zhongqi was split open with a slap, the giant beast was pierced into the head with a spear, and Zhong Ying held the arrow teeth with one hand, which couldn't even hurt the tender skin of Zhong Ying's palm...

For Awan, the master of Yaoguang, an opponent who could not be dealt with, but in front of Zhong Ying, it was a one-sided scene!

Dawn breaks, and the rising sun stars cover every corner with light.

Mr. Chaoyang and others fled into a sparsely populated wasteland.

After the battle just now, each of them was extremely embarrassed.The clothes are torn and the hair is messy. It is a trivial matter. It is normal to vomit blood from the mouth due to internal injuries. There are also a few who have had their hands or feet amputated by a single shot.

The worst one, with a face like gold paper, was dying, and was carried by his companions.

"He can't catch up, right?" someone asked, the voice revealing the panic and surprise of escaping from death.

"Don't worry, I even used the teleportation scroll, he can't catch up." Mr. Chaoyang just tried his best, but now his right arm is trembling uncontrollably, even standing is difficult, but relying on firm willpower, he straightened his shoulders back.

Mr. Chaoyang, who had no smile on his face, looked extraordinarily stern.

"What's more." A gloomy look appeared in Mr. Chaoyang's eyes, "He is using the body of the in charge. I don't know what strength the in charge is?"

The body will limit strength, and the body in charge is naturally much stronger than Zhong Ying's own small body, but it is not as good as Zhong Ying's body in his previous life.

Such a powerful burst of force, can the body really bear it?

Mr. Chaoyang's voice revealed the power to calm people's hearts, and he said in a deep voice, "At this moment, his body is probably at its limit."

As soon as the words came out, the white-robed man named Chang Ning lay down on the wasteland without any strength, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Great, I almost thought I was going to die."

The rest of the people also meditated cross-legged one after another, those who took pills took pills, and those who healed their wounds healed.

Tan Pei turned his head to the side, coughed up a hand of blood, and looked solemnly at the wound on Tan Zhongqi's body that was scratched by the spear.After a long silence, he asked, "When did that person seize the house?"

The moment he knew that the manager was taken away, Tan Pei roughly guessed the fate of the manager, but thinking about how the manager ended up like this, Tan Pei was still a little annoyed.

"I don't know."

"do not know."

"If I had known earlier, I would have run away first. How could I meet such a terrifying person?"

"..."

After everyone expressed their views, they fell into silence.

It was a naked humiliation to snatch someone under their noses, and no one noticed it. It made them feel that their faces were swollen.

But thinking about the terrifying strength of that person, I feel that it's only natural that they didn't find out.

"Damn it!" Someone thumped the dirt, "How could we be so unlucky?"

"Where did this guy come from? Why can't I remember someone who can use a "long spear" as a weapon?" Chang Ning asked, "Which old monster came out of the mountain, or is it a genius who just joined together?"

"There are people in the world who have this ability, and they can be counted on one hand. Not to mention that he didn't even show his real body, and his strength is just a guaranteed estimate."

"So, we were all lucky to run away?"

"If anyone can't run away, I will wipe out your souls first, and never let him know about Li Fangshuijing." Mr. Chaoyang's voice interjected, "But since we all ran away, your wounds hurt me. will be responsible."

Mr. Chaoyang seemed to feel a headache, he helped his forehead: "However, wait for me for a day or two, I'm seriously injured, and I can't open the furnace for alchemy these days."

Bingjian Jianxian said coldly: "Can you see the reality of that person? Is he from "over there"?"

"I..." Mr. Chaoyang was stunned, lowered his eyes, and recalled the scene he had just seen.

In Chaoyang's lineage, Mr. Chaoyang is not the person with the deepest cultivation, nor is he the most skilled fighter, but almost everyone will give him face, because he is the best at medical skills, the best at alchemy, and at the same time, he has a pair of eyes that can almost see through everything. Eye.

Just now when he was looking at the director, Mr. Chaoyang's vision was a little blurred. What he saw was not the face of the director, but a very young and "handsome" man.

That man was as imposing as hell, and after only one glance, Mr. Chaoyang felt that his eyes were completely dark, making him almost think he was blind.

After seeing the light again, Mr. Chaoyang didn't remember that person's face, only a pair of eyes.

A pair of trembling eyes.

"He's not from 'over there', he's from the Demon Race." After a while, Mr. Chaoyang replied, "He has a pair of golden eyes, like... the light of the Golden Crow."

Under the collision of spiritual power, the woods were all smoothed out.

Zhong applied the body in charge, vomiting blood helplessly.

Of course, he vomited blood not because he was injured, but because this body was damaged by him.

Using strength dozens of times greater than that of this body, the internal organs of the body were directly shaken into meat powder, and not a single tendon in the whole body was healthy.

The reason why the body can still move is because Zhong Ying's spirit is still inside, otherwise he would have passed away long ago.

"Ah." Zhong Ying wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth leisurely, and looked at his other hand sadly.

The palms are facing up, and the palm lines are distinct.

Zhong Ying blinked and murmured rather sadly: "This day can't be passed, the third uncle in Yinglong's bracelet hasn't woken up yet, Lu Li hasn't got his gun yet, and his body is still a porcelain doll... Now I personally With a shot, even a few ants and a demon can't be killed..."

"Forget it, go back first."