Walk the career line in Xianxiawen

Wei Yin was exhausted when he cleared the No.90 eighth floor, and sat on the stairs to rest and meditate. However, before he sat for long, the stairs gradually disappeared from the bottom section, and his intention was obvious.

This is forcing him to come forward.

Wei Yin summoned the third immortal and the fourth immortal to stand in front of him, and then pushed open the door on the 99th floor.

I never thought that the ninth floor of No.90 is the place of inheritance. If you are selected, you will pass the level. If you are not selected, you will be forcibly withdrawn from the pagoda.

When the light was in full bloom, Wei Yin saw a man in black with a transparent body and disheveled hair.

The man in black has sharp edges and corners, and he has a majestic and majestic appearance. Holding a wine gourd in his hand, he glanced at Wei Yin slowly.

"You are the first monk who can reach 30 in the past 99 years."

"Yo, still a little doll who hasn't reached the crown yet?"

"The luck in your body is really weird, thick and thin, thin and opaque, obviously you are the son of heaven, why is it not?"

Wei Yin frowned upon hearing this, "Who is the Son of Heaven?"

"I'm his father."

After hearing what he said, the man in black laughed loudly, "What an arrogant little doll, I like it!"

After Wei Yin said this, he wanted to take back his hey.

Although I don't like Jing Xiange, what if Master really likes this type of music?

Didn't he take advantage of the master?

The man in black came to him in an instant, "Little baby, what do you want?"

Wei Yin looked around, "Is this okay?" He pointed to the top of his head.

"Which one?" The man in black smiled unchanged.

"pagoda."

"Little baby is really hard to fill, and it will kill me if you open your mouth." The man in black bluffed his face, then smiled again: "It's not impossible for me to give this pagoda to the juniors of the temple, but you don't seem to be a monk of the third heaven." ?”

Wei Yin knew that everything he did in front of an expert would be tricky, so he nodded and admitted, "I'm really not from the Third Heaven."

"I can't give you the Dusi inheritance, but—" the man in black smiled, and said leisurely: "I can help you activate your bloodline inheritance."

"Blood?" Wei Yin was slightly taken aback.

Isn't he a half-demon?

"The divine beast White Tiger, originally a race in the fairy world, did you come down to cross the catastrophe?" The man in black was still smiling, "Little baby, remember to say a few good words for me in front of your patriarch when I returned to the fairy world. Butt debt, at this moment in prison in Heishui Prison."

He said bitter words, but his expression was still smiling.

Is blatant bribery really good?

Wei Yin coughed a few times, "I will try my best to help you pay off the debt?"

"Since you have said so, then I will help you and help you obtain blood inheritance!"

The man in black said proudly: "I am a free and unrestrained person, the little boy must remember clearly!"

In an instant, the aura of the pagoda was overwhelming, white clouds floated under the feet, and countless memory fragments boiled up from the blood, rushing straight to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wei Yin's Sea of ​​Consciousness is a boundless ocean, usually as calm as a beach, and only the Eight Immortals play chess on it. Now that the Sea of ​​Consciousness is invaded by an unknown object, the defense is automatically activated. The Eight Immortals stand up and subconsciously resist those blood memories.

Under Wei Yin's control, Zhihai put down his resistance and welcomed the bloodline inheritance.

Majestic and numerous, it took him a full month to digest the white tiger's bloodline inheritance.

Wei Yin had expected this for a long time, he came from the same place as Qingli, Qifeng Peak Master, Master, etc. Qingli is a soul wearer, so is he?

If not, are his lost memories and memories about his life experience real?

Wei Yin knew that he had another identity, but he never thought that he was a divine beast.

He thought of Lin Yu.

There is no burial place in death, the spirit and soul are annihilated, and they will never enter reincarnation.

Compared with Lin Yu, he is much, much luckier.

There are friends who care about him, elders who help him, masters who love him, and companions who like him.

The tragedy will not happen again, and he will also protect all relatives and friends in this life.

One month passed, Wei Yin finished absorbing the inheritance about the white tiger, and handed over to the man in black, "Thank you, senior."

"Thank you." The man in black smiled and said, "If you want a pagoda, it's not impossible."

"Since Du Si chooses to stand on the same front with you, then you are friends, and it is right to help friends."

He said: "Come, defeat me, defeat me, the pagoda is yours."

Wei Fu believed in his evil.

Then he was forced to be beaten for nearly half a year.

Even though he didn't have time to practice and used up the healing medicine on the way, it is undeniable that he has become stronger.

Fighting with the man in black almost doubles his fighting ability and fighting spirit.

In the end, no surprise, he won.

Winning in blood, Wei Yin did not give up several times when he was on the verge of death.

The pagoda has its own rules, and the Buddha will not be allowed to die in the pagoda. Generally speaking, as long as he is dying, he will forcibly exit the pagoda.

But Wei Yin refused.

He must get the pagoda.

After working so hard to get the pagoda, Wei Yin was trapped here and worked for two years before he came out.

Following a group of people to the place Shi Wuhui said, Wei Yin saw the master of Qifeng and many acquaintances.

With a glance, Mei Fuyou was talking and laughing with Chongmingniao.

A long table was filled with delicacies, everyone sat down, Xie Xingxiu sat beside Wei Yin, and the other side was occupied by Shi Wuhui.

The reunion dinner lasted for a day.

It's been a long time since everyone sat together and chatted like this. When danger is imminent, they will all come forward, and no one knows how long they can live.

Perhaps, the next time we meet is goodbye forever.

Everyone knows it, but no one mentions it.

After the meal was over, many people who should be practicing and doing things should leave one after another.

After the people around left, Xie Xingxiu quietly grabbed the corner of Wei Yin's clothes, squinted his eyes, "Senior brother."

Wei Yin looked over.

In those paintings of the pagoda, he knew what Xie Xingxiu had done for him.

Wei Yin couldn't help lowering his voice, "I'm here."

"Ah Yin." Xie Xingxiu took an inch forward, and took a few more steps, almost touching Wei Yin's fingertips.

"Say something straight."

"In the past two years, I have been thinking about you when I am walking, and thinking about you when I am sitting." He whispered: "The stone at your door has been flattened by me sitting on it."

Wei Yin laughed, "After I passed the eighth floor of No.90, I activated the bloodline inheritance on the 99th floor, and then I started building the first floor."

Xie Xingxiu listened carefully, and said with a smile: "Then Ah Yin is very powerful now?"

Wei Yin nodded, and replied truthfully: "Now I face Gu Mingyue again, one move will determine the outcome."

He thought of something again, and he was a little ready to move, "Do you want to have a fight?"

Xie Xingxiu: "..."

Haven't seen each other for a long time, fight when we see each other?

Although he wanted to fight, it wasn't this way of playing.

After half a day.

Xie Xingxiu lost.

He didn't have much energy to think about other things, took a pill, leaned on the bed, and couldn't help sighing.

Zhao Weiyin's growth rate, when will he catch up?

Xie Xingxiu was melancholy and murmured: "Ah Yin, my arm hurts."

Wei Yin walked over, lifted up the opponent's sleeve, and looked carefully, "Which side hurts the wind?"

"It hurts everywhere."

Wei Yin put down his hand and said flatly, "It won't hurt anymore if you do it again."

Xie Xingxiu resolutely refused: "No more."

The road to chasing a wife is heavy and long.

……

Xu family.

Xu Chunfeng was locked in the prison, chatting with another soul in the sea of ​​consciousness when he had nothing to do, "After I die, will you replace me?"

"Why do you think you are going to die?" The female voice in the sea of ​​consciousness was a little helpless.

"I call it recognizing the reality." Xu Chunfeng leaned against the wall, and said via voice transmission: "The Xu family must think that Shengsheng cares about me now, and wants to use me to lure Shengsheng, blackmail him, and hand him over to the Longevity Gate."

"I am such a good container, you have to take good care of it."

Chu Ci in the sea of ​​knowledge was silent for a moment.

I have never seen a person who is rushing to be seized.

She said, "Isn't it good to live?"

"If you can live, who wants to die?" Xu Chunfeng said with a smile, but his smile was bitter, "You can't have both, I'd rather die by myself than see either Xu family or Shengsheng get hurt."

Chu Ci was arrested when he came, and escaped with a secret method, and was rescued by Xu Chunfeng. At this time, he stayed in the opponent's body/body to nourish his soul.

It has to be said that Xu Chunfeng's Taoist body is very suitable for her.

"Are you not afraid that after you die, I will use your body to deal with the Xu family?" Chu Ci asked.

"That's you, not me." Xu Chunfeng made the distinction very clearly, "I'll be dead at that time, even if you use my body to have fun, it's none of my business."

"Are you so sure that the Xu family will sacrifice you?" Obviously the Xu family dotes on Xu Chunfeng, a junior.

"Fake ones can't lead to life." Xu Chunfeng said: "Besides, family interests and personal life and death, they will only choose the former. Whether I live or die is not important. Even I think so. "

No matter how much the Xu family dotes on her, they will not make fun of the interests of the family. In front of the whole family, she is nothing.

"Do you regret it?" Chu Ci frowned, opened his eyes, and asked slowly.

"I don't regret it." Xu Chunfeng rolled his eyes, "I'm glad I saved my life."

"If I don't save lives, how can I repay my kindness?"

"You don't need to promise your kindness with your life." Chu Ci disagreed, "You only have one life."

"There is only one life." Xu Chunfeng's brows and eyes softened, "Thank you. I know you are trying to persuade me, but I have made up my mind."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Chu Ci sighed.

Anyway, everyone has the right to choose.

If this is Xu Chunfeng's most satisfying choice, she also chooses to respect him.

"My mother passed away very early. My father died in love when I was six years old. My grandfather went through all the dangers for the family, and died on the day I was married."

"The only ones who have been with me are my guards." Xu Chunfeng looked at the window of the cell, where there were blue sky and green trees, and the shadow of the scorching sun.

She said: "Even if I die, no one will care."

The ladies and young masters of the family are not beautiful, there is no shortage of her, and there is no more of her.

Chu Ci opened his mouth, still maintaining his meditating posture, but he was not in the mood to continue practicing.

half an hour.

She suddenly said, "I care."

"I care about your life or death."

"I believe that the Lord will also care."