Heavenly practice

In a word, you, Shen Zhuo, shouldn't exist.

Ever since he transmigrated into the book, there has been such a problem, which even the author Shen Zhuo is not very clear about, that is Chang Ming's hatred for him.

And Shen Zhuo finally understood at this moment, Chang Ming has no emotions, how could he have hatred?How could you hate him?

It's just an eyesore.

In the eyes of all living beings, the reincarnation of heaven and earth is the common sense of heaven and earth. It is the way and the law. Taoism has its own principle of reincarnation. Humans, and human beings have the seven emotions and six desires. How can a person with the seven emotions and six desires become the god who rules all living beings?

Chang Ming felt that his existence blocked his immortal path, and he was disappointed by Shen Zhuo's existence, so he wanted to kill himself.

"Your existence is also because of me."

"Because of the son of the way of heaven, all the beings you create are born of him, not for the sake of all beings."

Shen Zhuo can't refute, if he is really the creator god of a world then he can refute, but he is not.

He clearly understands that this world is just a book, and even though he has always insisted on creating a world instead of a protagonist, he has to admit that he has been writing this book for the protagonist, and everything in this world is for the protagonist. It develops around the protagonist, such as the loneliness of the man in front of him.

No wonder the gods in the legends are always high above, because once they descend to the mortal world, those created people will feel disappointed and resentful, not to mention knowing that they are just supporting roles living for others.

Shen Zhuo felt tired, thinking that Shen Zhuo has lived for more than 20 years, and he has always been a character who is sought after and appreciated by others, and this is the first time he has been hated so much.

This guy directly pulled him into the book because of a moment of dissatisfaction. He couldn't imagine how Chang Ming would kill him one day after learning all the truth.

"That……"

Shen Zhuo moved his lips, looked at the man in front of him after thinking for a while and asked, "Is there anything you want?"

Chang Ming's deep eyes looked straight into his eyes, and then silently reached out to his chest.

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Blocking his hand, Shen Zhuo gritted his teeth and asked, "Is that all you have in mind?"

"I can't see clearly." Chang Ming said.

"What?" Shen Zhuo was taken aback.

Chang Ming looked at his face calmly, stretched out his hand to gently caress his face, and said in a deep voice, "I can't see your face clearly."

Because I can't see clearly, I want to directly explore the sea of ​​consciousness, which is really simple and rude.

The hand on the face was very cold, very light, slowly stroking his face and eyes, and looked at the man who was close in front of him calmly, and there was nothing indifferent in his eyes.

Shen Zhuo suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, hooked the corners of his mouth, and brushed off the opponent's hand, "Waiting for thousands of years is very lonely. Since I made you wait for 300 years, at least I can promise you that you will not be so lonely."

Chang Ming stood up, "Say."

"After Long Xiang steps into the Golden Core, someone will come to accompany you."

"who?"

Shen Zhuo got up and stood under the Liumeng tree, looking at him with a smile, "A person who is immortal, if Long Xiang does not become a great way, that person will not leave you for a day."

"Okay." Chang Ming disappeared suddenly.

Shen Zhuo lowered his head, the white awn in his hand was hanging straight to the void, as if passing through this space to connect to the master on the other side.

There was no wind in the cloudy and foggy environment, and the petals of the Liumeng tree fell on his shoulders without any wind.

Shen Zhuo's fingertips moved, and he looked down at the fallen flowers that hadn't moved for a long time. After a while, he suddenly smiled, turned around and looked at the gorgeous and beautiful Liumeng tree behind him, sighed, his face was full of helplessness.

On the other side, at the foot of Yegui Cliff outside the sky and fog, everyone was dumbfounded after Shen Zhuo fell.

Long Xiang rushed to the cliff and was grabbed by Xiao Wuya, Long Xiang looked at him and Fu Que angrily, "This is the fairy in the eyes of the world!"

"No, this is a misunderstanding, this is the Xuanyuan sect..."

Xiao Wuya tried to explain, but Long Xiang threw his hand away, drew his sword and slashed at Fu Que.

Fu Que's expression was solemn, as if he was still in confusion, when he saw him rushing over, his expression froze, and he subconsciously wanted to make a move, but Xiao Wuya pressed his hand and cursed, "Fu Que! What are you making trouble for!"

Fu Que's expression turned cold, but he didn't move. He took a step back, looked down the cliff, and flew directly down.

"Don't worry, there's something wrong with Yeguiya, it's not about Fu Que, you saw what happened just now, since the other party wants to catch Shen Zhuo, he won't kill him, you go down with me and look for it... "

After Xiao Wuya finished speaking, he grabbed Long Xiang and flew down. Xue Junmi glanced at Ning Feiyue. Ning Feiyue was already furious. Don’t go down and look for it! If something goes wrong, you Xuanyuan faction will wait!”

The young disciples of the Xuanyuan sect were all fledglings, and they were even more frightened when they heard the words, so they hurried down to find someone.

Zhao Yu turned pale, "Young Master Shen..."

"He'll be fine."

Xue Junmi said something, then helped Ning Feiyue onto the carriage, and jumped off the cliff himself.

Zhao Yu asked with fear on his face, "Those people...will they kill us?"

"No, they dare not." Ning Feiyue said solemnly.

In the world of cultivating immortals, no one has ascended for thousands of years. Since the fall of the demigod Nine Songs, the virtual world he created has been hidden from the world for thousands of years. The world of cultivating immortals has no leader for a while, but the demigod in the spiritual capital still exists in the world of cultivating immortals. That one completely ignored the affairs of the world and ruled half of Zhongzhou by himself, but the other half of Zhongzhou also spontaneously formed the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, with a total of [-] sects of immortal cultivation, led by the Luan Tianxuan and Tong sects. If they report this matter to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, The Xuanyuan faction must be responsible, especially when this matter is related to Huang Lingyu and ghost cultivators. The Xuantong faction has always been at odds with ghost cultivators, and Luan Tianmen also attaches great importance to Huang Lingyu.

Zhao Yu looked at her with a look of incomprehension, "Miss Ning, is Mr. Shen also a fairy?"

Ning Feiyue was puzzled, "Why did you say that?"

"I also heard about the Hengyang City in Qingzhou along the way. Mr. Shen, is he also a person who came out of Hengyang City?"

"..."

Ning Feiyue remained silent with a sullen face, Zhao Yu bit her lips and said aggrievedly, "Miss Ning, you don't believe me?"

"Miss Zhao, it's not good to know too much. We will part ways in the next town, and we don't want you to worry too much."

When Ning Feiyue said so, Zhao Yu didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly helped her into the carriage to rest.

Ning Feiyue felt warm in her heart, "Thank you."

Zhao Yu shook his head and smiled, helped her into the carriage, saw her pale and closed her eyes, and then exited the carriage.

"I'll get you some water."

"No need, here is a barren mountain..."

Ning Feiyue wanted to refuse, but Zhao Yu said guiltily, "I also want to do something for you."

Ning Feiyue was startled, then smiled, "Then you should be careful."

Zhao Yu nodded with a smile and exited. The moment the curtain was lowered, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

She walked to the edge of Yegui Cliff, looked at the dark bottom of the cliff below, and said thoughtfully, "This god is too timid, could it be on purpose?"

She looked back at the carriage, moved her fingers slightly, and after the people in the carriage fell asleep, she brushed up the hem of her clothes and jumped off the ghost cliff.