Heavenly practice

There is such a character in every book, he is extraordinary, he is invincible, he is as lonely as snow, he is as handsome as a couple, but he is often just a touchstone for the protagonist, and the end is always bad.

In martial arts, there is a typical Ximen Chuuxue, in romance, there is a gentle male lead, and in "Xiantu Jiyuan", there is also such a character, and the boss is the demigod Changming.

Half God is his title, Changming is his name,

There used to be two demigods in the world, both of whom were born in the Longmian era. Rumor has it that the two will have a battle, and only the winner will become a god, and the two finally had this battle a thousand years ago.

On that day, a corner of the sea of ​​stars collapsed, and the ancient monument in the Southern Desert reappeared in the Zhongzhou Continent. When the world was horrified, they learned that the demigod Jiuge had fallen, and the other demigod, Changming, became the only demigod and the only one in this world. A person who may become a god.

All sentient beings are waiting for the demigod Changming to become a god in cultivation, but only Changming himself knows that he is separated from the god by a thick barrier and cannot be touched.

And this barrier is the protagonist, this demigod who only cares about cultivating immortals and proving the Tao does not know that he is destined not to become a god, and his existence is only for the protagonist.

If such an arrogant person knows that his existence is just a character in a book, Shen Zhuo is afraid that he will immediately ask a dog to take care of him.

So he has to pretend.

"You called me here?" Shen Zhuo looked at the other party and asked with a smile.

The next moment, the person who was far away on the high place suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was only a foot distance between the two.

Shen Zhuo looked more closely at the character in his pen that had lived for thousands of years, feeling shocked and moved.

With a flawless face, he is so handsome that he is impeccable. At the beginning, he even spent more thought on conceiving this fateful character than the protagonist. After observing him at such a close distance, he found that...

This person is actually taller than you? !

Shen Zhuo tried his best to maintain a smile. The other party's aura was very powerful. Just standing there and looking at him seemed to be able to spy on people's hearts. As long as he relaxed a little and stepped back, this person would kill him immediately.

"That's right, I was the one who summoned you to the human world."

Chang Ming's voice was slow and long, like an old man who has experienced twilight, obviously this face is so young and handsome.

Shen Zhuo's eyes froze, the human world!

Could it be that the man meant... was he the one who dragged himself into this world of books?

"Why?"

"I told you in my dream."

Changming's pure black eyes suddenly glowed with a silver light, which was as cold as ice and snow, "I want to open the gate of heaven and become a god."

Shen Zhuo smiled slightly, and said he was sorry, but that was the protagonist's business.

Chang Ming seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and suddenly looked into his eyes with dark eyes.

Shen Zhuo was startled, it was the first time he tasted this feeling of being seen through.

god?

The smile on his face disappeared, and Shen Zhuo looked at him indifferently, "Jiu Ge is not dead yet, you are not the only demigod in the world, you can't open the gate of heaven."

"Nine songs are dead."

Changming's voice did not fluctuate, but a huge light and shadow appeared behind him. In the transparent light and shadow, a beautiful woman with long hair scattered, lying in a pool of blood, opened her eyes and looked at Shen Zhuo, with her hands stretched out, as if Question him.

"Three thousand and nine hundred and eighty years, I waited for 980 years after she died."

Chang Ming lowered his eyes slightly and looked at him, the cold air in his breath made the surrounding clouds stagnate for a moment.

Shen Zhuo wanted to back off, but the wind in his ears was blowing on his face, letting him know the reality of this world, the reality of this man, and the killing intent of this man.

If I were a god, would I be able to kill this man in front of me?

Shen Zhuo raised his hand in doubt, and reached out to the man in front of him. When he was about to touch the man's heart, the man suddenly held his hand.

Cold, bone-piercingly cold, as cold as this person's voice, how could there be such a cold person.

Shen Zhuo's heart trembled, he raised his head to meet those silver eyes, and watched the wind blow his strand of silver hair.

"Do you want to become a god?"

"Yes."

"Even though God is not omnipotent."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"..."

Chang Ming didn't answer, and didn't bother to answer, but Shen Zhuo knew it, because this was his fate, which was already set when he created this character.

He is indeed a god, who can control the life and death of everyone in this world, even the man in front of him who lives in the nine palaces cannot escape.

He suddenly felt helpless. The other party dragged him into this world only to become a god, but unknowingly let him taste the taste of being controlled by others.

"Although Jiu Ge is dead, her inheritance is still there."

"Then I will destroy the Void Realm Heaven."

Shen Zhuo raised the corners of his lips, "No, I'm not talking about Xujingtian, but the son of Jiuge."

Chang Ming's unwavering eyes finally had some ups and downs, and Shen Zhuo was very satisfied, "The day he grows up, it will be the last hurdle on your road to cultivation, and after him—the gate of heaven."

Chang Ming held his hand slightly, "Why him?"

"Because he is the one I chose." Shen Zhuo replied with a smile.

Chang Ming raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly a silver light flashed across, Shen Zhuo couldn't help but feel bad, sure enough, the next moment the other hand patted his chest, and that hand penetrated his body like that.

The huge silver light spread out like waves on a calm lake, and the clouds and mist between the sky and the earth instantly turned into fine ice crystals, which fell to the ground in a rustle. This cloudy sky and fog was like a beautiful crystal rain.

Chang Ming calmly withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

Shen Zhuo smiled calmly on his face, but his heart was already covered in cold sweat. Looking at his other hand that was still being held, he said coldly, "Chang Ming, you are just a demigod."

The icy rain above the head had stopped, and endless stars suddenly flashed in Chang Ming's eyes, spinning rapidly, one would think one saw an endless universe at a glance.

Shen Zhuo's heart moved slightly, knowing that he was looking at a certain scene through time, and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten about Long Xiang.

His eyes froze, and the next moment he easily waved away Chang Ming's hand. Before he could be surprised, there was a bird song behind him, which made him frown.

A white feather fell in front of him, and the approaching wind blew from behind him, and the long black hair rose from behind him, covering his face.

Shen Zhuo was startled, and stretched out his hand to grab the lock of black hair. This is... his hair?

"300 years, I only wait for 300 years, if he can't fight me after 300 years, I will kill you—"

Chang Ming's voice resounded in the sky, Shen Zhuo suddenly appeared with long black hair messed up by the wind, and a black bird with a white head and red stripes croaked at the top of his head.

Shen Zhuo raised his head and smiled, "You can't kill me, but you can only be under me forever, let me control your fate."

Chang Ming raised his hand and swung it towards him, countless mysterious lines floated up and down in his palm, Shen Zhuo fell backwards, falling from the jade steps in the void to the ground under his feet.

Shen Zhuo kept falling backwards, looking at the man above his head with a smile on his face, but in his heart it was capitalized - Chang Ming, I'll fuck your sister!