After the holy monk dropped his vest

For the next time, Lu Heng honestly nested in Zhaoyao Mountain and didn't go out again.

Many things in the world are involuntary and interlocking.

Before going down the mountain, watching Shi Kongxiu's Eight Suffering Paths, Lu Heng was only out of curiosity, and never thought of having any intersection with the other party.But he didn't want to, an accident made Lu Heng give away all his nilins in the end.

Lu Heng's intuition told him that it would be more appropriate to stay away from Shi Kong, otherwise something unpredictable would happen later.

Although the Ba Snake is a natural beast, it is actually a member of the snake clan.Ba snakes also have some commonalities among the snake clan, such as laziness.

Lu Heng's cultivation has also touched the boundary of the Qianyuan Continent, he can no longer practice, lest he accidentally break through that line.So he began to sleep as if nothing had happened on Zhaoyao Mountain for thousands of years.

Normally, when sleeping, Lu Heng just closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. If no one disturbed him, a hundred years would pass when he opened his eyes again.

This time, it was different.Lu Heng began to dream.

In the dream, he was reincarnated into a human race.

The world in the dream is not eccentric at all. Everything you see and feel comes from the Qianyuan Continent, so it is not as real as a dream.

He became the only son of the elder Yujianzong, and he was extremely talented.Introduce Qi into the body at the age of four, build the foundation at the age of ten, realize the sword intent at the age of twenty, form the golden core at thirty, and break through Kyushu with one sword.

The proud son of heaven, unexpectedly encounters the great power of magic cultivator during an experience.

Just fell away.

If it's just falling, maybe it's lucky.

This magic cultivator is capable of refining puppet corpses.For a magic cultivator who practiced puppet secret arts, encountering such a body with a single gold-type spiritual root and polished by the existence of the supreme sword will feel like a treasure.

From then on, Yu Jianzong's favored son of heaven became the sharpest sword in Moxiu's hands.His hands were stained with the blood of countless living beings, he stepped on the endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he heard countless wailing wailings in his ears.

If, he really fell.To become an unconscious corpse puppet in Moxiu's hands is nothing more than a magical weapon, no matter how many murders, it has nothing to do with him.

However, he was conscious, not long after being made into a corpse puppet.His consciousness was forcibly brought back from the endless darkness, and he was trapped in the body of the corpse puppet since then, watching the sword in his hand stained with countless blood.

Even, the life of the same door disappeared in his hands.

How cruel.

Death, suffering.Life is worse than death, more bitter.

The peak of Zhaoyao Mountain is always filled with a layer of aura as thin as haze.The early morning sun pierced through the solidified face and hit the face of the young man in black who was sleeping on the ground.

The young man in black frowned, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he knew that he was in a nightmare at the first sight.

Lu Heng rolled over and sat up, he clutched his chest, the breath of despair in the dream lingered for a long time.He intuitively felt as if a boulder was pressed against his chest, and he was thrown into the endless abyss again. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was endless darkness.

Even if you can hear crisp birdsong in your ears, even if the sun is shrouded in the aura mist in the early morning, it is as beautiful as a golden tulle.

Heart, but still immersed in pain and despair.

He rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, got up and walked around a few more times, and finally recovered a bit.

Lu Heng never dreams, this dream is unusual.In other words, this is not a dream at all, but someone's real experience.

"Why did you forget about this?"

Lu Heng sat on the ground under a big tree, stretched out his hand to pull it, and found a wine gourd from nowhere.He raised his head and took a sip, the clear smell of alcohol washed away the stagnation in his heart.

After a calculation, Shi Kong should be reincarnated again.This dream is what Shi Kong experienced in this life.

Lu Heng's Ni Lin was on Shi Kong's body.Nilin is the heart-protecting scale at the mouth of Bashe's heart, which is nourished with spiritual energy every day, and is closely connected with the main body.

Even though it was given to Shikong, there is still a certain degree of connection with Lu Heng.This dream comes from Ni Lin's empathy.

Lu Heng frowned and thought about it, and felt that he still couldn't get involved in Shi Kong's practice.

The last time I suffered a lifetime of illness, the other party almost broke the way because of himself, and finally paid a piece of inverse scales and broke it back.

Thinking of this, Lu Heng became cruel and directly cut off the connection with Ni Lin.

Lu Heng took one sip after another, drank all the wine in the gourd, and his mood finally returned to normal.It's just that he is not in the mood to let him go to sleep at this moment.

It just so happened that a red paper crane fell from the sky, and Lu Heng touched it casually.

Zhihe opened his mouth and uttered Jiuxi's voice: "Wang, there is news from Yuluo."

Yuluo, a snake clan, is good at housework.Thousands of years ago, on the bed, she took out her lover, the Xiongwang Yaodan at that time, and betrayed the Yaozu.

Since then, he has become the target of the monster clan.

"Come up."

With Lu Heng's sleeves rolled up, he swaggered over the mountain, and the fog suddenly cleared.

A moment later, Fox King Jiuxi appeared on the peak.

"Someone reported that he saw Yuluo here." Jiuxi handed the jade slip that recorded Yuluo's whereabouts to Lu Heng.

"I'll go myself."

Lu Heng took the jade slips and put them in his sleeve without checking them.

"Ah?" Jiuxi's red lips parted slightly, with a look of surprise.

Yuluo's strength is not too strong, Jiuxi was ready to clean up the house by himself, but Wang Jing said that he would do it himself.

Jiuxi suddenly remembered the grand occasion of lovers all over Queshan before Yuluo rebelled against the Yaozu.Her heart moved, and the question blurted out.

"Wang, you don't have an old relationship with her, do you?"

"..." Lu Heng glanced at Jiuxi, "What's the matter, I've slept for a long time, and I'm just exercising my muscles and bones."

Jiuxi saw Lu Heng's eyes were indifferent, and when he mentioned Yuluo, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.She thought in her heart that she was indeed the king who cultivated the Way of Freedom.

I don't know who can leave a trace in his heart.

The information left on the jade slips was very detailed. Lu Heng left Queshan and found Yuluo without much effort.

When Lu Heng stepped into the cave, Yu Luozheng and the others were turned into a red wave, and the two of them didn't even notice the existence of Lu Heng.

Lu Heng is not someone who pays attention to fair duels.He didn't bother to make a sound, and with a flick of his fingers, the ropes formed by the aura bound the two people on the bed.

"what--"

Yu Luo, who was only wearing a bellyband, only had time to let out a scream before rolling down from the bed.

The snake demon reacted very quickly.After realizing that he was completely powerless to resist, he immediately adjusted his strategy, twisted his fair body a few times, and made a seductive gesture under the binding of the spiritual power rope.

She raised her head pitifully, trying to seduce people with her charms.

As soon as he saw the person in front of him, the coquettish expression on Yu Luo's face disappeared, revealing a look of despair: "Wang..."

Even if it was the eminent monk of Fanyin Temple who appeared in front of him, Yuluo was confident to confuse him and took the opportunity to escape.

However, what was in front of him was the Demon King Lu Heng.After staying in Que Mountain for thousands of years, Yu Luo knew very well that even if the Qianyuan Continent collapsed, this person would not have any sexual desires.

Yu Luo gave up resistance and fell to the ground in fatigue.

Lu Heng grabbed it with his palm in the air, and the charming woman on the ground turned into a bright red snake and fell into the cage.He put the cage into the Qiankun ring, and prepared to hand over Yuluo to the Xiong clan for disposal later.

Unexpectedly, the person on the bed was much more cultivated than Yu Luo, and at this moment he broke free from the bondage of the spiritual power rope.

With a flash of light in his hand, Lu Heng sensed something strange and pointed to it.

The other party let out a scream, spitting blood from the mouth, and collapsed.

As soon as he entered the cave, Lu Heng knew that the man who was entangled with Yu Luo was a demon cultivator, with a bloody and evil spirit on his body, and he knew at a glance that his men were stained with the blood of countless innocent lives.

Therefore, Lu Heng showed no mercy at all, and cut off all the meridians of Moxiu with one finger.

It was only at this moment that Lu Heng had time to see the face of the disheveled demon cultivator on the bed, and at first glance, he felt somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, a coolness came from behind.

Lu Heng turned around and struck with his palm, spat out half an inch of spiritual power, and was firmly pressed back by him.

Because the face in front of him was extremely familiar.

Isn't it the face that Lu Heng saw in the mirror in his dream when he was still a disciple of Yu Jianzong.Not to mention, in this person's dantian, Lu Heng couldn't ignore his own aura.

How could it be him.

Seeing Lu Heng standing still, Moxiu thought he had an opportunity to take advantage of it, and with a happy face, he yelled: "Kill!"

The puppet who is always obedient to his master, even when he is killing the disciples of Yujianzong, he has never been soft-hearted.With a twist of his wrist, the sharp sword stabbed mercilessly.

however.

The sword barely stopped between Lu Heng's eyebrows.

Lu Heng's fingers pinched the blade.From the perspective of others, it was Lu Heng who held the sharp sword to stop the opponent's attack.

Only the person involved knew that there was no force coming from the sharp sword with a cold light.Even if Lu Heng doesn't move, the sword will stop here.

"What are you making trouble for?" Lu Heng frowned, and was about to kill that demon.

"No, you can't kill me." Mo Xiu is not an idiot, he can see that the demon king and this puppet seem to know each other, "If you kill me, this puppet will disappear."

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Idiot."

Moxiu only felt that when his dantian hurt, he fell into endless darkness and could no longer escape.

Lu Heng held the magic pill of the demon cultivator in his hand, and then glanced at the puppet who put away his sword and stood quietly after the demon cultivator died.

His shoulders slumped, and he sat on the ground without any image, covering his forehead.

"Evil fate, evil fate..."