When these words came out, the many cultivators below were suddenly in an uproar. They were all afraid that Zhang Xiaotian would not choose the first one.
After all, there is a lot of people and power. This sentence was also the loudest one shouted by many monks.
"Many people are powerful!"
Yes, once Zhang Xiaotian chose the second one, the four people who stood up would feel a little uncomfortable, even because Zhang Xiaotian slapped their face in the public, and therefore kept Zhang Xiaotian's account.
The rest are also awe-inspiring. If Zhang Xiaotian chooses the second one and wins, it is okay. If he really loses, then even if Xiaotian does not die in the martial arts competition, he will become a thorn in the eyes of many cultivators.
"This is too harsh!" Many people whispered, if the second way is better than the first, and now Zhang Xiaotian chooses the first, isn't it possible to lose badly? It can be said that it is an unclear loss. Or even died.
Zhang Xiaotian bowed his head slightly, then looked directly at the spirit ghost, and said indifferently, "Let's talk!"
"Can you say why you didn't choose the first option now?" This time, Linggui Transmission asked. The sound is much better.
"Your own strength is the kingly way, the others can only be inferior!" Zhang Xiaotian replied.
"Yes, the power of others is only temporary! You must have confidence in yourself, young man, you are really good!" Linggui said.
"The second one is that you fight with me alone!" In the real world, Linggui said coldly.
what! At first I thought I had heard it wrong, but when I saw it again, the other party really meant it!
Immediately, the pot was about to explode here, and many people couldn't help but feel the urge to curse. This spirit ghost is so powerful that it actually fights against a cultivator in the spiritual realm. Isn't that crushing? The key is their chance!
"It doesn't matter if you die, you messed up our chances, it's really a damn thing!" Many people cursed Zhang Xiaotian secretly.
"Hey, his own luck is bad, and it also affects our luck, damn thing!"
These emotions all happened in an instant, and the next sentence made many monks startled slightly, uncertain and unbalanced in their hearts. It can also be said to be a surprise.
"You have survived three rounds in my hands, and you have won!" This was the last thing Linggui said.
It seems that it seems a lot simpler. The former team joined forces to attack the spirit ghosts, but the spiritual power must be poured into Zhang Xiaotian's body. The most important thing is that even if there is no danger, Zhang Xiaotian can bear it and how much spiritual power can he accept.
For example, the lake is of that size, but it has to be poured in more than the original lake. Wouldn't it overflow
This is the case for Zhang Xiaotian. If he exceeds the limit, he may even explode and die. Of course, Zhang Xiaotian's spiritual power will definitely flow in endlessly, but the quality of his spiritual power has basically not changed. But Zhang Xiaotian doesn't need it, he believes in himself.
In fact, comparing the two, the extent of Zhang Xiaotian's defeat is basically half a catty, it is hard to tell, but it is most useful for Zhang Xiaotian to win on his own.
"No matter what, I am still willing to believe in my own strength." Zhang Xiaotian said.
"Don't worry, I don't need the power of transforming the spirit realm." Linggui said.
When the words fell, the atmosphere of the world suddenly changed, and the black mist around the spirit ghost became thicker, and there was no sign of his body.
During the foreplay time, there was a gust of ghosts in the world, all the spirits were crying, and the hearts of people were lonely. When, there was a rain of blood.
There is a bloodthirsty desire rushing into Zhang Xiaotian's mind, wanting to drag him into the hell of Abi, to be tortured for eternity.
However, after so much experience, Zhang Xiaotian was able to fall down here, and from the outside, he has always been in a look of calmness.
"Next, if you step out of this scene, you will be considered a winner!" Linggui's voice didn't know where it came from.
It's hard to imagine that the world was overturned, the sky was full of blood, and all of a sudden, the light and rain fell, Ruixia continued, and the scene changed continuously like this.
Zhang Xiaotian did not move, and the scene was replaced. At this moment, he felt as if he had gone through the vicissitudes of life. Under his feelings, he even couldn't distinguish between the visit to the Holy Sepulchre or the current scene, which is true and which is false.
In the end, even though he still knew his first task, he also had hallucinations and even believed it a little bit.
In front of a large lake, the surface of the lake is shimmering, misty, and the plump and agile dragon fish in the lake draws a beautiful arc in the air from time to time.
In the lake, a flat boat, and a beautiful and slim woman on board, with perfect body, unable to find any blemishes, flawless appearance without powder and daisies, her eyes seem to gather the spirit of the whole world, but her eyes are Hidden anxious.
A white robe, not stained with dust, like a Guanghan fairy who has been banished to earthly dust, without eating the fireworks in the world. Gradually, she was near.
It was actually the former Zhang Xiaoyue, but without the solemn and inviolable temperament of that fairy.
For a while, something touched the bottom of his heart, and he was a little messy. From the outside, he seemed to be silly. Under the temperament of a girl, he was dumbfounded and didn't know how to talk.
"Xiaotian, are you okay!" The girl's voice, like an empty valley orchid, went straight into her heart.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't answer, because he had a feeling that he had been through for so long before, and he had doubts about everything in front of him.
"I want to be alone!"
However, soon, looking for an opportunity, Zhang Xiaotian ran like crazy, but still failed to get out of here. As a result, only with her...
They lived together in Jianlu’s thatched hut. They hadn’t heard a word. They were simple and simple. They drank nectar and ate the clear springs every day, watched the sunrise and sunset. They didn’t eat any whole grains, and only tempered the spirit of heaven and earth, forgetting all mundane things .
Gradually, even Zhang Xiaotian no longer wanted to leave. Because this is very similar to the scene in the imagination, the most important thing is that he feels very satisfied, and his heart is always filled with happiness.
He doubted his own way.
This day is very ordinary. On the moss boulder, there was a gust of wind, Zhang Xiaotian just stood here.
"Xiaotian, are you okay!" Zhang Xiaoyue gently came to his side, and said with anxiety in her small mouth.
After pondering for a long time, a sentence like this suddenly appeared, "I love you, it will never change, but this result is not what I want, you go!"
"Xiaotian, you..." Her eyes were misted with water.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaotian shrugged abruptly, his whole body like a mountain, incomparable, straight into the world.
"Linggui, this trick is useless to me, but thank you for allowing me to experience such a hard and memorable life!" Zhang Xiaotian said lightly.
These days, although plain, but deep in my heart.