Heavenly practice

What Baili Youxin said shocked Shen Zhuo, but he calmed down the next moment.

He assumes that everything Baili Youxin said is true, then there is indeed him, who appeared in front of Baili Youxin 3000 years ago for some reason. To reveal it, even if it is himself, Shen Zhuo can understand this very well.

He knew himself well, even if it was another self, and that other self seemed to know him well.

He is the biggest variable in this world, if he really appeared 3000 years ago because of something, then the only one who can affect the result is himself 3000 years later.

He knew that Baili Youxin would eventually meet the current self and recognize him, but he also knew that the current self would not make the original decision.

why?

This is the question that Shen Zhuo is puzzled about. What is it that makes him insist on concealing his current self, and is so sure that his current self will not do what he chose 3000 years ago?

Another question...

Shen Zhuo looked at Baili Youxin, "You said just now that you...are there other people?"

Baili Youxin didn't seem to intend to hide anything, and replied directly, "It's his idea that I came to Zhentianmen to be an undercover agent. He said it was a cooperation between the inside and the outside. Then I will take my Huangling Jade and he will kill his people."

"Kill who?" Shen Zhuo asked.

"Well, there are those from Zhentianmen, Great Xia Dynasty, and Luantianmen..."

Baili Youxin suddenly looked at him, "And you."

Shen Zhuo's expression remained unchanged, "Abandoned by me just like you, so you hate me?"

"No, not the same."

Baili Youxin shook his head, "He's different, his experience seems to be much worse than mine, and it's related to you."

Shen Zhuo was startled, "What has he experienced?"

"I don't know, he won't say it, but you can guess it by looking at him. I wanted to remind you, but I just mentioned it today."

Baili Youxin's expression became serious, "Unlike me, I just feel unwilling, but he really wants to kill you, no matter what method, as long as he can kill you, he will do it without hesitation."

Shen Zhuo's back felt cold, not because of fear, but because he knew that someone had such deep hatred for him, and that hatred made him very uncomfortable, making him wonder if he really killed someone To the point where life is worse than death.

"Hey, how about this?"

Baili Youxin's rough and handsome face suddenly came close to him, and looked at him with a sly smile, "I'm not going to be an undercover agent anymore, how about you go back to Yinghuang with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and Shen Zhuo quickly got up and took a step back, "It's not that good."

"Tsk."

Baili Youxin curled his lips, leaned on the back of the chair with Erlang's legs crossed and looked at him with great interest, "You are still so good-looking, when I saw you in Jinyang City, I was a little hesitant to admit my mistake, but now you I can confirm the appearance at a glance, there is no man who is more beautiful than you in the whole of Zhongzhou."

"..."

Shen Zhuo didn't know whether to be happy or mad.

"At that time, I thought that it would be great if I could marry you when I grow up. I don't even care about being the demon king."

"..."

"I can't help it. If you leave, I will have to settle for the next best thing and become the demon king."

"..."

"But I didn't expect you to come back again. How about it? Do you want to reconsider the handsome Demon King?"

Shen Zhuo looked at a certain demon king with an embarrassing face, and kicked him, but he lost his demon power, and was easily dodged by Baili Youxin.

The next moment Baili Youxin was stunned, the person in front of him just disappeared out of thin air, the room was empty, only the door had been opened at some point, the conversation just now seemed like a dream.

After being stunned for a moment, he cursed harshly, "Little brat, how dare you use illusion on me!"

The little Zou Yuwo, ten miles away, sneezed suddenly on Shen Zhuo's neck. It sniffled its little nose, and tightened its four paws holding Shen Zhuo's neck.

Shen Zhuo's neck was strangled but he didn't respond, he was thinking about something.

If it was really like Baili Youxin, and what he had speculated, then he was wrong too much.

He was wrong when he crossed over from the very beginning, Long Xiang was hunted down, Hengyang City was destroyed, Xiao Wuya appeared in advance, the chaos of the ape and the devil, these things that seemed to fit the plot, the origin and motives of which were no longer what he thought at the beginning like that.

Shen Zhuo stopped by the railing behind the Bafang Terrace, looking at the misty Qinyang Mountain in front of him, and the mortal world below, he inexplicably felt chills all over his body.

"The plot has long since changed without me knowing it."

"squeak?"

Little Zouyu thought she was talking to him, so she tilted her head and looked at him with wide eyes.

Shen Zhuo looked at the mountains not far away, and after a long time, he put Xiao Zouyu on his palm.

"squeak?"

"Since you can enter Santu Peak, may you enter the cloudy sky and foggy realm?"

Little Zouyu looked up at him blankly, and Shen Zhuo reached out and stroked its back.

"It can break through barriers, but it can penetrate people's hearts. The only beast other than Chu Jiangxiao Xuanniao that can step into Santu Peak, I actually forgot your existence."

"squeak?"

"Just don't remember."

Shen Zhuo pointed at the fluff between its eyebrows, "From now on, you will be called Chunhu."

That bit of consciousness was burned into the depths of its soul like an imprint, and after little Zouyu cried out in a daze, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"squeak!"

Shen Zhuo looked down at it, "Do you remember?"

"squeak?"

Chunhu looked at him suspiciously, Shen Zhuo didn't respond on his face, but he still sighed in his heart.

"How did you get into the valley of Santu Peak?"

"squeak."

Sure enough, he didn't know, Shen Zhuo didn't have any hope at all, but he was still somewhat disappointed.

When he went back, he ran into Lin Yin by chance, who was sweating profusely, and Shen Zhuo asked casually.

"The head seems to have woken up! I'm going to invite Uncle Shang Yin!"

Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, he almost forgot about this person.

"Oh, is it? Then you go quickly."

"it is good!"

Shen Zhuo watched him go away in a hurry, his gaze deepened slightly.

"squeak?"

"Need not."

Shen Zhuo was very surprised that it had sensed the killing intent in his heart. It seems that the little guy's talent has grown a lot during this period of time.

As for killing Yi Qianhui, he has many ways to kill Yi Qianhui, so let's try his new attack method by the way.

In view of this matter, Shen Zhuo went to Huangzi Pavilion instead of going back to Hongyinxuan.

At dusk, there was no guard in front of the pavilion, but an old man was leaning on a pillar and dozing off.

Seeing that the old man was sleeping soundly, Shen Zhuo subconsciously lowered his footsteps, without calling for the old man, he pushed the door open and walked in, but a voice sounded lazily behind him.

"Whose disciple are you? You went in without saying hello?"

"Excuse me, I am Shang Yin's registered disciple."

Shen Zhuo turned his head and bowed to the old man, "I am having a good dream, I can't bear to disturb you rashly."

"This statement is new."

The old man has a lot of faces, but his eyes are very clear and clear. Hearing this, he immediately looked at the person in front of him, "With such qualifications, he is just a registered disciple? Shang Yin's vision is not good after all."

Shen Zhuo smiled, "The disciple is dull."

The old man didn't bother with this question anymore, he raised his head and asked him, "What book do you want to read here?"

"Array."

"Formation?"

The old man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Zhentianmen majors in swordsmanship, why do you want to study formations? You should go to Nihuan Palace, they will definitely accept you with the look you look like."

Shen Zhuo was not angry when he heard this, and replied calmly, "The master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. It's the same as what you practice, and it has nothing to do with the sect."

"The tone is not small, not small."

The old man was still sitting on the ground, wearing a gray robe, and beckoned to him, "Come on, sit down, I will explain the formation to you, and you can tell me how to practice on your own."

"That's fine."

Shen Zhuo directly lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down, and crossed his legs facing the old man, "Please."

The old man may have been surprised by his heroic appearance, and said with a smile, "You are dressed cleanly, and you are less particular about it than me."

Shen Zhuo smiled but said nothing.