The dark dungeon was empty, except for the sound of heavy breathing in the deepest secret room.
The cold iron passed through the pipa bone and locked one person to the wall. The string of iron hoops made people unable to move, and the blood was dripping, but this kind of injury could not kill the monk for a while.
Ji Hong only felt that every time he took a breath, his lungs were in severe pain, which affected the injuries everywhere.
He lost too fast, too caught off guard.
Whenever the gu poison attacked, it was even more painful, and when the death was coming, it was only when he could barely figure out where he was wrong.
- Too anxious, he was too anxious to deal with Chen He.
A twisted smile appeared on his lips, and Ji Hong tried his best to gather the spiritual energy in his meridians. Venerable Huanjian didn't take his slightest cultivation base in his eyes, and in addition to the need for torture, he naturally wouldn't abolish his dantian qi sea, lest he couldn't hold his breath.
How can Ji Hong not hate when the good situation is lost.
He hated the person who ruined his plan, hated himself for being too hasty, and he hated Chen He the most.
If Chen He was ignored, Zhan Yuanqiu was removed according to the original plan, and he met Venerable Splitting Heaven, things would not have gotten so bad. In order to worship Venerable Huanjian as his teacher, he spent a lot of energy and deliberately imitated Zhan Yuanqiu's behavior since he was a boy. More than ten years later, even his temperament is vivid now.
Zhan Yuanqiu was the luckiest and proudest person he had ever seen, and there was no disaster. Venerable Huanjian praised Zhan Yuanqiu as his proud apprentice more than once when he was alive, and Venerable Splitting Heaven also took good care of him in secret.
Although Venerable Li Yan is in charge of the devil's way, Master Zhan Yuanqiu is still very comfortable when he lost all his backing. He is not mean to Zhan Yuanqiu, and even has some trust in him.
How can there be such a huge disparity in the number of people's lives
Ji Hong's eyes flashed with deep hatred.
He is good at the Daxue Mountain Spring Breeze Enchanting Technique, and he was born in the Qiankun concept.
- In a previous life, the father who was a Beijing official was interrogated, the whole family was imprisoned, and he was convicted and exiled to the bitter and cold land of the border.
Those days were too hard. In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the whole body was frozen with sores, festering and bleeding, but his bones were strong, and he survived without dying from a high fever. His face was yellow and his muscles were thin, shaky and emaciated to the point of being skin and bones.
One day when he was washing horses, Li Cang at the border respectfully greeted a Taoist. The servants were all kneeling in the dust, not daring to raise their heads, only he took a quiet glance.
The Taoist noticed him, and immediately stopped with a light yawn.
Because of his outstanding roots, Ji Hong was taken back to Daxue Mountain.
At first, it was only a disciple of the outer sect. Although it was also a life of being bullied, it was much better than before. The Daxueshan Qiankun Temple is such a place. People who are hard-working, hard-working and talented will always come forward.
The Liang Qianshan of the year was, and Ji Hong was no exception
In the previous life, Ji Hong saw Chen He for the first time, above the desert.
The wolves attacked and forced several caravans and passers-by to one place. At that time, Ji Hong was only in the foundation-building stage, and it was difficult to escape. While feeling flustered, one of the guards of the caravan, the thinnest and silent young man, drew out his machete.
That is Chen He.
At that time, he was wearing the most common felt robe and worn boots, like a swordsman in the desert, showing his messy hair that was deliberately shortened—also a foundation-building period.
The wolves suffered numerous casualties, and the caravan suffered heavy losses.
They lost their way in the desert, covered with blood, holding broken and dull weapons, and finally walked out of the desert after many lives and deaths.
Until a long time later, the Chen He in Ji Hong's impression was still the one who was covered in scars, was not good at words, and was a downcast cultivator. His cultivation was slightly worse than his own, and his memory was chaotic.
No one likes to talk too much with someone who confuses yesterday with what happened ten days ago.
Ji Hong is very ambitious, how could he look down on such a low-spirited loose cultivator who has no sect and temperament, especially Chen He is still a magic cultivator, not a magic cultivator who has practiced exercises, but is entangled in karma and falls into the magic way .
After leaving the desert, they naturally parted ways, without even a polite goodbye.
Who knew that Chen He would have such a future.
The ordinary disciples of Daxueshan often run around, and Ji Hong, who is often involved in various dangers, always meets Chen He unexpectedly. The other party sometimes recognizes him, sometimes not.
Regardless of whether he recognizes it or not, Chen He will not lend a helping hand during the chaos, unless the situation is too bad to imagine, and he can only temporarily join forces - this choice, any two strangers can do.
There are many times when they end up being the only ones who survive.
Strength doesn't mean everything. Ji Hong and Chen He are not the most powerful people in a group of people, but they don't trust others, nor are they stupid, and their talents are enough to temporarily break through. Ji Hong has a ruthless temperament, but Chen He is cold-hearted.
When Ji Hong met Chen He for the first time, the other party looked down, but he was still decent. Seeing him three years later, half of his face was ruined.
The days of loose repair are always bad...
After "acquainting" for more than 20 years, Ji Hong didn't take this person seriously at first, and gradually became solemn and solemn, but Chen He still looked like that, and the two would often get involved in heaven and earth treasure In the snatch, there is a conflict of interests. It's not that Ji Hong didn't think of taking the initiative to back down and make good friends, but looking at Chen He, who had a confused memory, he gave up the idea again.
At that time, Ji Hong was in a hurry to become the core disciple of Qiankun Guan, so as not to run around all the time. All the herbs and elixir he grabbed should be turned over to the sect.
Ji Hong found out that in this kind of battle, he was increasingly at a disadvantage, losing to the opponent several times in a row.
The initial contempt gradually developed into subtle, unbelievable, and shocking! The growth rate of Chen He's cultivation base is completely unlike that of a loose cultivator.
Even if the strength growth rate of the early stage of the magic repair is much faster than that of the righteous monks, this speed is too unusual...
A cultivator with a sect is no match for a desolate loose cultivator.
What else could there be, the question of talent and aptitude!
The more Ji Hong practiced, the better his talent became. He could see this from the words and deeds of the people in charge of his teachers and sects. He had always been conceited about this, but he never thought that there would be such a Chen He.
Before he could find a reasonable excuse for Chen He's super-fast promotion speed that could comfort him, Chen He's Yuan Ying stage has been completed, completely unsealing the fire in the stone, and no longer the hidden flame in the real essence like before. Light is not clear.
The origin of Chen He's identity is also clearly revealed, that is, the devil who burned Yunzhou City many years ago.
Even if the cultivators in the world don't spurn them, what they owe is enough to drink a pot of karma. Ji Hong doesn't have the heart to take another look at this kind of person who has suffered many calamities, and he has encountered a good opportunity.
The Daxue Mountain god master Liang Qianshan had two apprentices. The younger disciple was killed outside, and the sect was shaken. In addition to finding the murderer, Liang Qianshan had to pick one of the inner disciples of the Qiankun Temple and accept it as an apprentice.
The core disciples have their own strengths, and behind them are different elders in charge, so Liang Qianshan will definitely not choose.
Recalling this, Ji Hong not only did not show a complacent look, but a weird self-irony.
Yes, he exhausted all means, and finally became Liang Qianshan's little apprentice, devoted himself to hard work, and no longer went down the big snow mountain.
After five or six years of apprenticeship, he was successfully promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. As everyone knows, for the talented people, although the early stage of cultivation is fast, after entering the Nascent Soul stage, it will definitely slow down.
Even if he occasionally thinks of Chen He, he scoffs, thinking that the other party is already dead.
The monks of the big sect are too lazy to bother with the low-level monks, and they have no interest in what the low-level monks are fighting for.
Chen He is already at the Nascent Soul stage, and the six major forces of the major sects and the magic way all look closely at the things needed for this cultivation base. If Chen He commits a crime, there is only one dead end.
Loose cultivators are so tragic, at best they can be worshipped by a small sect, or they can stay in place all their lives and play prestige among low-level cultivators.
Ji Hong put aside the subtle cares about Chen He that year.
However, after 40 years of apprenticeship, he was successfully promoted to the late Nascent Soul and was called the most extraordinary disciple of the Daxueshan generation, when a terrifying news came to him.
Demon Dao has created a new Venerable.
It just happened to catch up with the chaotic situation of the righteous demon cultivators, to win over some of the scattered demon cultivator forces, to create heroes in troubled times, and the times to create heroes, this is nothing, the problem is that this person is Chen He!
It has only been about a year since the day when Ji Hong and Chen He met in the desert and cut a bloody path through the wolves.
The tragedies in Huo Fen Yunzhou, the comprehension world remembers clearly, that happened seventy years ago.
A hundred-year-old who does not have a Demon Dao Venerable is simply jaw-dropping! For a while, rumors spread. Some people said that Chen He got some elixir, and some people said that it was an evil cultivation technique. Such a high cultivation base could not last for a long time.
The monks who believed in the latter possibility closed their mouths in the end.
Chen He's strength is so real. Ten years after he became Venerable Demon Dao, he brazenly broke into Venerable Huanjian's house and successfully grabbed a mirage and left.
Regardless of whether Chen He wins Venerable Huanjian or not, it is terrifying enough that he can retreat completely.
At this time, Ji Hong had not yet reached the threshold of the Divine Transformation Stage.
After that, no matter what status Ji Hong gained or how fast his cultivation base grew, he would not feel any joy, only grief. He stared at the man with a strange mood and jealous eyes.
Another hundred years have passed. During this period, Ji Hong occasionally saw Chen He on the battlefields of Zheng and Demon.
Only a few glances from a distance were a blow to Ji Hong.
If he hadn't despised Chen He so much at the beginning, perhaps the inner demon would not have been so serious.
Especially after Ji Hong took charge of the Daxueshan Qiankun Temple.
This kind of anger was originally just a dispensable emotion. Under such a bad world as the war between the righteous and the devil, it was mixed with more sectarian interests. The loss here in Chen He eventually turned into a deep hatred.
This is a twisted and unspeakable hatred that begins with confusion and unwillingness. Every time Ji Hong failed, he hated Chen He a little more. Ji Hong successfully took one more step in his cultivation and hated Chen He more.
Some people you can never match.
Some people you can never do.
Some people you can never beat.
Ji Hong's inner demon became more and more serious, and finally he died in retreat.
The most ridiculous thing in the world is that he knows exactly why he died and where his inner demons are, but he just can't get rid of it.
Even if the Tao of Heaven is merciful and allows him to live a new life, he is destined to not be able to soar if there are demons in his heart.
If so, why not go the other way
Become the leader of the Demon Dao, destroy Chen He, and completely unlock this inner demon! Don't waste the opportunity that God gave him!
"Haha." Ji Hong let out a miserable laugh.
But he tried his best and failed.
He was too eager to deal with Chen He, so he was exposed and ended up like this.
Ji Hong muttered to himself: "But how dare I not be in a hurry?"
He had personally experienced in his previous life that as long as he was a little negligent or underestimated towards Venerable Li Yan, Chen He would become an unimaginable and unattainable character in the blink of an eye.
Ji Hong didn't dare to relax at all, especially in this life, the Gorefiend would appear beside Chen He!