"call."
As the beast tide turned into sand and rolled down, everyone's feet softened and they fell to the ground to catch their breath.
The old man with long eyebrows also relaxed and began to count the number of people.
It was easy to distinguish, and the ancient monks also disappeared into a handful of dust again, leaving only their own people on the mountain wall. The seriously injured were treated in a timely manner, and those who could never get up again - let alone.
Because he was worried that Chen He was called to Ji Changge's side before the battle, the Taoist with long eyebrows paid attention to Chen He while fighting, causing him to hurt his back twice. Instant shock.
"you!"
The long-brow Taoist took a step back, his eyebrows twitching nervously.
Ji Changge, dressed in golden armor and holding a silver bow, stood against the wind and did not disappear.
He was standing behind Chen He, who was sitting cross-legged and breathing, and Fire in the Stone was like a great enemy, blocking the two.
The hard battle just now made Shizhonghuo quite frustrated. It rushed up and burned, no matter how the beast swarms or the ancient monks, even if they have been dead for many years, the body is composed of sand and spiritual power.
The aura implicated in this small world fragment.
Even if it was the true fire of Samadhi, it took a long time to burn it for a long time before a fierce beast with fangs and claws fell and turned into dust and sand, and the disintegrated spiritual power returned to this world, but when the gust of wind resumed, the beast tide of spiritual energy was obtained. Natural reproduction.
Just like people who drink the northwest wind will not be full, how can a fire in the stone that can only burn sand and soil be happy
"Chirp, poof!" Shi Zhonghuo felt that Ji Changge in front of him was also the kind of existence that "can't be burned" and "burned in vain", and he was even more indignant.
Chen He opened his eyes, stood up and embraced Shi Zhonghuo behind him.
Not long after he entered the Jindan stage, he was in the stage of consolidating his cultivation. The battle just now was very conservative, but he was much more comfortable than before.
In the face of war, no matter how high the cultivation base is, if you are not careful, you will still die quickly.
Chen He chose to release the seal on Shi Zhonghuo as soon as possible, just to have an extra helper to keep him behind.
Seeing that Ji Changge did not disappear as usual, Chen He was also nervous. With Ji Changge's strength, an eight-tailed fox comparable to the Mahayana period couldn't stop him from an arrow. Can't stop it either.
The Daoists of the Heluo faction got up one after another, a little uneasy and a little dazed.
Including Tianyan Zhenren, for the first time in his two lives, he heard that Chen He was from the Beixuan faction.
When he saw Ji Changge looking at the valley, the real person Tianyan was shocked. Not good, Ji Changge was afraid that he had woken up from the trapped battle, and the Shuihuan Valley, which he had sworn to protect to the death, had long since become ruins. There is only obsession left in the dust.
How cruel is it to let a person who is indulged in a fantasy witness reality.
If this person has unparalleled strength, how dangerous it is!
The Taoists of the Heluo School quietly signaled to Chen He, and the old Taoist with long eyebrows silently motioned for Chen He to step back, but Chen He shook his head at them.
Everyone was in a hurry, even the real person Tianyan bulged and wondered why Chen He was so stubborn, obviously dangerous!
- It's a disaster, Chen He guessed that his strength was poor before, and Ji Changge had no idea about himself at all.
The appearance of Shi Zhonghuo made Ji Changge glance at Chen He more, just in time to catch up with the improvement of Chen He's strength, and the exercises of the Beixuan School are particularly recognizable: from the Jindan period, the aura of the acupoints floated, and it was natural. It is completely different from other cultivators whose spiritual power is transformed into true essence, which is concentrated in Dantian.
If a disciple of the Northern Profound Sect falls into a demon, it is naturally a terrifying appearance full of demonic energy, which can scare the enemy into thinking that he has encountered an old demon.
Chen Hexiu has three realms of low Ji Changge, and he knows that he can't hide it.
"What's going on?" someone asked in a low voice.
"Idiot, Ji Changge found out that we are extra people!" Tianyan Zhenren hated that iron could not be made of steel, and after speaking, he realized that he had scolded "Masters" and covered his mouth embarrassingly.
"That's right, you idiots, you are so mad at the old man, you can't see it, Ji Changge's soul has awakened from the chaotic obsession." The old man with long eyebrows paused.
"How did he find out?"
"Are there still few flaws in us? From Taoism to cultivation techniques, we are very different from the ancient monks!" The old man with long eyebrows raised his eyebrows and said, "He noticed Chen He just now, and he was suspicious. Look at us again. Eyes, there is still something I don't understand!"
"Uh!" Everyone turned to look at Chen He and felt that they really couldn't continue to stimulate Ji Changge.
Everyone carefully squeezed their eyes, daring not to make a sound, for fear that the bow and arrow would not have long eyes.
Ji Changge stared at the valley for a long time, then turned around and said, "Are you a disciple of the Northern Profound Sect?"
Chen He nodded slowly.
Ji Changge's voice was very desolate: "I thought you were impatient and the cultivators were colluding with each other, all kinds of relationships were intertwined, and nothing could be discerned, and the quarrel was so deep that you had to fight for life and death. Because of this, I left the sect and came here.”
Now everyone heard it.
Ji Changge left Futian Mountain and returned to Shuihuan Valley.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in an instant.
"I didn't expect—" Ji Changge looked down at Yin Gong, his hand became transparent, this is the true gesture of the soul. And the golden armor and silver bow are his life-changing instruments, the soul is immortal, and naturally it can also be used by him.
The ground is full of wreckage of weapons and magic weapons, as well as gray sand.
The fangs and horns of the beast are mixed in. These are all very hard materials, which are favored by the ancient monks. The bones are sand, and they are barely preserved.
Ji Changge asked calmly, "How long have I been dead?"
"Time has changed, and eight thousand years have passed in the world."
The old man with long eyebrows hurriedly said, and by the way gave Chen He a warning look.
Ji Changge didn't lift his head: "Eight thousand years ago, there are still disciples of Beixuan Sect in the cultivation world. I'm afraid that Futianshan will be extinct already."
The hearts of everyone who had just put it down instantly tightened.
"Beixuan faction won?"
"That's what I said, but..." The old man with eyebrows quickly recounted the tragic results of the battle of catastrophe, and of course the matter of the Beixuan treasure was concealed.
Unexpectedly, Ji Changge was neither sad, nor did he feel happy when he heard that the Beixuan faction had been declining for nearly a thousand years. Tensioned, Ji Changge said unhurriedly, "Do you want to go out?"
"Uh!" Heluo Pao Daoists were shocked.
"The scene of the tearing of heaven and earth happened too fast, I vaguely saw one or two." Ji Changge put his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "The spiritual energy here is suffocating, and when the consciousness is released, only a small area is seen, blocked on all sides. , I think this place has been sealed, and you must have entered this place by mistake."
Chen He pushed back the fire in the stone that probed his brain: "I don't know what the seniors want?"
Ji Changge smiled slightly.
His face was like a knife and an axe, Yinglang was very tough, with a silver bow that was half the height of a person, he was imposing and mighty. At this moment, if the body is transparent, the soul still gives people a lot of pressure.
"My relatives, my ancestors, and even my enemies! All died in an instant after this world was torn apart."
The singer Ji Chang pointed out that the ferocious beasts under the mountain wall were formed into pieces of sand and soil.
The homeland that he swore to guard to the death completely disappeared when the world collapsed.
The corpses were scattered all over the field, and the bones were piled up.
Leaving only the obsessed soul to continue that illusory war, a war that has lost its meaning. Forget the past, forget life and death, and repeat the day before death forever.
"As long as you swear, whether it's you or your younger generation, no matter which one you have devoted yourself to practicing after ascension, you must seek revenge for the immortal who tore my Shuihuangu!"
Everyone showed a look of unbearableness, not embarrassment.
Because everyone knows that this is an almost impossible wish. Eight thousand years ago, the gods and gods who were able to tear apart the heavens and the earth and sealed the fragments of the small world were not even able to catch up with Yu Jian now.
"Senior." Chen He suddenly said.
Ji Changge put his hands behind his back and looked coldly: "Do you still think it's too high to ask for this?"
"No, senior. Eight thousand years ago, it was called the battle of catastrophe. Daoist Changmei already said that there are nine out of ten sects in the world. This is just a catastrophe in the world of self-cultivation. The biggest catastrophe in the world refers to the ancient desolate land. Totally torn apart."
The old man with long eyebrows also reacted, and quickly said: "Yes, the existing Kyushu and the four seas are pitifully narrow compared to the ancient wilderness! There is no way to find this area of Shuihuangu, whether it was affected when the immortals scuffled here, or did they follow The ancient wasteland is crumbling together."
Ji Changge's pupils shrank.
The gods were also involved in the melee, of course he knew that, but the immortals from the upper realms were afraid of affecting the sects and clans they came from, so they all chose the deserted mountains and ridges to fight.
In the end, was the battle too much, the world could not bear it, or did the battle get out of hand and abandon the bottom line, regardless of whether there were people below
Ji Changge didn't know it, and neither did Changmei Taoist priest and Chen He eight thousand years later.
"So we can't agree to what the senior asked." Chen He looked at Ji Changge without any fear.
"Ha ha ha ha-"
After the sad laughter, Ji Changge disappeared in place.
"Huh!" Everyone took a long breath and wiped their sweat.
The old man with long eyebrows jumped and scolded Chen He: "You are too bold! If Ji Changge becomes angry and gives you an arrow, the old man will not go out in this life, and you will be beaten to death by your brother if you go out."
"How can senior brother be so unreasonable?" Chen He said unwillingly.
Before concealing their identities, the two never mentioned Shi Feng, but now they heard that the Heluo faction was stunned for a while.
Even the real person Tianyan is pondering, who is Venerable Li Yan's senior brother, I have never heard of it in my previous life!
"Your senior brother has been unreasonable too many times, you can't remember!" Changmei said angrily.
This Chen He couldn't argue, so he could only wink his eyes and comfort Changmei with reason: "I see that Ji Changge is sober, and he may not be angry for his own death, nor will he hold grudges for the breaking of Futian Mountain. After all, there are no eyes on the battlefield. , Regardless of life or death, he probably just can't let go of the revenge of the destruction of his homeland and his homeland, and no one can do the request he made, not to mention us, just to relieve his obsessions with peace of mind."
"You too! And you guys, it's over if you promise him, anyway, there's no danger if you can't do it!" The old man with long eyebrows said his anger.
"Uh." Everyone was embarrassed, and they all knew that if they couldn't do it, they agreed, which was different from a liar.
"He has seen the most tragic results, so why should he have impossible expectations? A cultivator like Ji Changge has extraordinary strength and is above the world. We don't need to use deceitful words to comfort and sympathize with him." Chen He said Then, thinking of the Chen family in Yunzhou City caught in a sea of flames, those tragic pasts are facts, if you believe that your father values him and is just busy being an official outside, you are deceiving yourself.
"Hey." The old man with long eyebrows pulled his beard and said nothing.
The real Tianyan was a little stunned.
He involuntarily overlapped Venerable Li Yan with Chen He.
Jiangshan is easy to change and its nature is difficult to change. Chen He can say such a thing, and presumably the Venerable Demon Dao in his previous life also felt the same way. What the hell happened to this devil, Tianyan Zhenren scratched his head.
Knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy is invincible in a hundred battles. Unfortunately, Venerable Li Yan is moody and less taciturn. Tianyan Zhenren has heard what he has said, and the sum total is not as much in this life!
After everyone sighed thoughtfully, a Taoist went to the bottom of the mountain to re-carve a deep trace.
Days are long and they will always go out.
When the gust of wind blew dust and sand to the end of the sky and the ancient monks on the mountain wall appeared, all the Taoists of the Heluo faction looked nervously at Ji Changge who appeared again, "Come beside me." Ji Changge was calm. Said to Chen He.
Everyone was dumbfounded, especially the old man with long eyebrows, who were very familiar with this situation, and almost cried out—do it again? Forgot everything just now
Facts have proved that the old man thinks too much.
Ji Changge said to himself: "You are a disciple of Beixuan, and the exercises are appropriate. It is my only choice. My archery skills are not taught by Futian Mountain, but I have learned from myself. How much I learn depends on your chance."