Heavenly practice

Long Xiang's voice could not be heard for a long time, Shen Zhuo fell into a dark realm, he slowly opened his eyes, but saw himself.

At first glance he was a little startled, because he was looking down at his own body floating at the bottom of the cliff with his eyes closed.

He stretched out his hand to look at himself, the hand was still the same, there was no difference, but he was light and buoyant, feeling that he could float freely.

"Is this throwing out the soul?" He asked in surprise.

The next moment he felt a gaze, and when he looked back, he met those cold eyes.

Different from Fu Que's cold temperament, the owner of the pair of eyes in front of him may not have been so cold in the first place, but it was only because of too long time that he became like this, or it was because of his power far beyond the world that made him Treat all beings as nothing.

"……you again?"

Shen Zhuo really had a shadow on this man, and immediately frowned.

Chang Ming was dressed in black, with silver hair trailing the ground, standing on a jade step as if in another space that appeared out of thin air, Shen Zhuo knew that he had directly opened a passage in the cloudy sky and fog to Yeguiya.

The other party did not speak, but looked down at Shen Zhuo's body floating at the bottom of the cliff.

"What does Xuan Yu intend to do?" Shen Zhuo asked.

"Kill Longxiang." Chang Ming replied.

Shen Zhuo snorted, "The majestic master of the spirit capital, the demigod Chang Ming, is your subordinate so disobedient?"

"I waited a little anxiously, so I urged the son of Dao."

"..."

Shen Zhuo choked, this man was really too crazy, he didn't even pay attention to God.

"Xuanyu has a wild temper and acts recklessly. If she ruins Long Xiang's fate, you have to wait another ten thousand years!"

As soon as Shen Zhuo finished speaking, Chang Ming suddenly appeared in front of him, but this time Shen Zhuo was already prepared, and was about to fight back with his spiritual sense, when Chang Ming reached out and hugged his waist.

Shen Zhuo: "???"

"Is this a soul?"

Chang Ming put his arms around his waist and put Shen Zhuo's whole body on his body. The other hand touched his neck, collarbone, and even penetrated into his collar from his eyes, along his cheek...

"Chang Ming!"

Shen Zhuo scolded angrily, grabbed his hand, and smiled, "What... are you doing?"

"Gods also have souls." Chang Ming said to himself calmly, as if he didn't hear his angry question.

"nonsense--"

Shen Zhuo couldn't hold back his words, and then he was taken aback, why could his soul meet Chang Ming at this moment?

The hand in the palm is not as cold as its owner, but has a hint of warmth, while Shen Zhuo's hand is extraordinarily cold because of the state of the soul. The two extreme feelings make him feel weird.

And... this is the demigod Changming who can challenge the way of heaven in the later period.

However, the other party didn't reject him at all, or felt that he wanted to pinch him to death, and let him hold hands, looking down at Shen Zhuo's chest.

Shen Zhuo suddenly remembered what happened that night, and felt a chill in his heart, "What are you thinking?"

"Does your soul have divine consciousness?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo was furious, this guy really wanted to spy on his consciousness again!

"Changming, I am the way of heaven, can you peep into the way of heaven?"

What he said is not dare, but can, because he knows that this man dares anything.

Sure enough, Chang Ming was silent, he raised his eyes to look into Shen Zhuo's eyes, the dark pupils were like stagnant water in an abyss.

"Heavenly, it shouldn't be saved." He said.

Shen Zhuo was surprised and found it ridiculous, "The way of heaven created the world. If there is no way of heaven, how would people come from? Where did all things come from? Where did your long years come from?"

"The long years..."

Chang Ming's voice was deep and distant, like a bell ringing tens of thousands of miles away, enough to shake people's sea of ​​consciousness.

"If one day, I can seize your god position, I will imprison you forever for a long time."

This sentence was engraved into the depths of Shen Zhuo's soul like a spell, like branded words, he knew that this was the other party's oath to the heaven as a monk.

And this oath was imprinted in his mind!

Is it because he is the object of the oath, or is it because he is really Tiandao?

Shen Zhuo's heart beat a little faster. Although he knew that he was the author of the book from the beginning, he knew that his existence was a character that was not in the book, but now he discovered his mistake.

His role exists, but it's not anyone, but——Heavenly Dao.

The creation of the world by the way of heaven, the son of the way of heaven, are all in his deep thoughts, isn't this the way of heaven?

So, how the hell am I really a god?Shen Zhuo was a little confused for a moment.

"Then I will wait for that day. If that day comes, I will open the gate of heaven for you."

"Do not."

Chang Ming's eyes darkened, "I only want to imprison you for ten thousand years."

At this moment, Shen Zhuo actually sensed a wave of fluctuation from this demigod man, so he smiled.

"What, hate me?"

"If the Son of Heaven dies at the hands of Xuan Yu, then you will be my touchstone."

Chang Ming was not provoked by him at all, and added, "It's not you now."

Shen Zhuo's smile froze, "...what do you mean?"

"The Son of Dao was forged with half of your divine essence that day, and you are no match for me today."

"..."

Shen Zhuo had no expression on his face, feeling that his pretentiousness these days was really just pretending, and the other party had already seen through it.

Half of the soul, so Chang Ming thought he used half to shape Long Xiang?This misunderstanding is wonderful, at least Chang Ming didn't see through that he actually didn't even grasp the remaining half of his divine essence very well.

"He'll outrun me."

"..."

Changming didn't react at all after he said this, just waved his hand lightly, Shen Zhuo's soul body seemed to be blown down by the wind, his eyes went black, and when he opened his eyes the next moment, he saw the blue sky and white clouds on the top of the ghost cliff .

He moved his body, and as soon as he stood up, a white glow surrounded his wrist.

He looked at Chang Ming, "...Huh?"

"Xuanyu is my test for the Son of Heaven." Chang Ming replied.

This means that he can't intervene anymore, Shen Zhuo understands, but...

He raised his wrist and looked at the white glow above, "What do you mean?"

"I don't believe you."

"..."

Why, my credit card has never paid a dime less, okay!

Shen Zhuo was angry, he was no longer a god.

"Then where are you taking me?"

"..."

Chang Ming ignored him, and the moment he turned around, the surroundings changed, between the cloudy sky and the foggy earth was the Nine Layers Palace, and the next step was Santu Peak.

Shen Zhuo raised his foot to step up the jade steps, and the long black hair behind him appeared out of thin air with his steps, dragging to the ground.

He stood on the jade steps, looked around, and found that the Yuntianwu realm was much empty than last time, so he asked casually, "Where's your bird?"

"..."

Chang Ming looked at him quietly, with silver hair hanging down his side.

After Shen Zhuo finished speaking, he regretted it, and immediately added another sentence with a blank face, "Where's the mysterious bird in your sky and fog?"

"Quarrel."

Chang Ming turned around and stepped on the jade steps, walking up to the Nine Layers Palace.

Because of the white thread, Shen Zhuo had no choice but to follow his footsteps and walk forward. The two of them went first, one behind, one in black and the other in white, one with silver hair reaching the ground, and the other with black hair like a waterfall. Walking forward together, stepping on nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine jade steps, accompanied by clouds and mist, as if floating in the air, to the huge nine-fold palace above the head.

Shen Zhuo felt that this scene was quite joyful, looked down at the white glow on his wrist, and then at Chang Ming's wrist in front, and asked with a smile, "Do you think this looks like the red line of Yuelao?"

Changming's footsteps paused slightly, he turned his head and raised his hand, "It's white."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Yes, I am not blind.