The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

"There is no next life."

If you are an unpredictable variable in this world, then Mu Qi is a variable among variables.

Before entering Tianfu Terrace, Zhou Yan had already sorted out all the affairs behind him.If there is one person from the four factions of the Southern Wilderness still alive, his spirit card should be placed next to Elder Song Hansong in Tongxu Peak according to his last words.

However, although the way of heaven is permanent, it cannot always be considerate, let alone human beings?

Just as Zhou Yan was confronting Lu Yingchao, the entire Tianfu Terrace was under the coercion of the huge dark spiritual power of the two distracted venerables. kill.

Only Mu Qi, with his broken body, left a long bloodstain on the ground little by little, crawled to the most important eye of the resurrection formation, and in front of him was a huge and Lush cherry trees grow.

The sender of the cherry tree had a sliver of consciousness, and vaguely felt that Mu Qi was coming to pick up the things under his feet.The leaves swayed, and he obediently moved the roots away from the small piece of wood.

Mu Qi let out a miserable laugh, and looked back at the Hall of Resurrection, regardless of the fact that his arms and hands were eroded to the point where the bones were exposed, he took out the [Soul Retaining Wood], and stuffed it into his heart that had already been forged into a furnace.

This is the most powerful smelting furnace in the whole world. It is refined by human body, and it cannot be refined involuntarily and with a firm will.

Now his mission is completed, this mission opportunity in exchange for the head of his relatives and the blood of his master.

Lu Yingchao, who was at a critical juncture in the battle with Zhou Yan, suddenly looked outside the hall in disbelief, "Mu Qi! Shen Huan! You betrayed me!"

The right paw swept over, grabbing Mu Qi who was in the distance, without saying much, pierced into his chest, took out his heart, and threw his body aside.

"[Soul-keeping Wood]...my [Soul-keeping Wood]..." Lu Yingchao couldn't care less about whether Zhou Yan would sneak attack. The effect of [Soul Retaining Wood] suddenly fell to his knees, trembling all over.

In the center of the altar at the top of the main hall, there is a complex and bloody magic formation engraved. The center of the formation is the perfect body that Lu Yingchao worked so hard to shape for his lover, exactly the same as Ying Yuan's incarnation when he was alive.At this moment, with the collapse of the resurrection formation, it was also crushed into powder by the magic formation.

"No!"

Lu Ying rushed towards the altar.

Failed!All gone!Sakura Yuan!

He crazily hugged the robe and wept bitterly, like a lunatic, and he didn't care about [Bu Feixian] that Zhou Yan stabbed from his back.

The primordial spirit blew itself up, and there was no possibility of reincarnation.

The aftermath shattered Zhou Yan's meridians and knocked him to the ground.

After the aftermath, the magic gate that once made the world of cultivating immortals dismayed could only hear the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

Zhou Yan dragged his scarred body and struggled to climb to Muqi's side.His head was buzzing, and his whole body was in severe pain from the shattered meridians, but all of this was nothing compared to the man in the frost-white Taoist robe who fell nearby.

The familiar frost-white Taoist robe was completely stained red by blood.

"Zhou Yan..."

Mu Qi opened his heavy eyelids, saw him, and closed them again.

Zhou Yan hugged him tightly, resting his chin on his head, and the two of them leaned against the pillars in the main hall together.

"Brother."

everything is over.

Zhou Yan laughed with tears in his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me? Want me to die with you..."

Zhou Yan suddenly looked at Mu Qi in disbelief.

He had already lost all his remaining spiritual power to Mu Qi, but the other party's chest was still bleeding profusely.

"It's useless..." Mu Qi smiled, stretched out his arms with the rest of his strength, put them around Zhou Yan's neck, and made a movement to get closer to his head, so Zhou Yan moved his ears closer.

The voice was very small and intermittent, the person who made a promise with himself said: "Next time you make an appointment with someone, you must not find... find someone who broke your promise like me... ·" His cheeks were covered with blood and tears, "I... I really want to go back to Xufeng with you... Back to Xuanjimen... I'm sorry... ···”

How can it be?Mu Qi, how many things have you kept from me?

"I'm going to get [Soul Retaining Wood]! At worst, let's reshape the flesh..."

The weight fell suddenly on his shoulders.

Zhou Yan froze all over.

Mu Qi remained in his dying posture, lying in his arms. Although his face was stained with blood, it was very peaceful. He didn't seem to be in great pain, but fell asleep.

It's just that I can't sleep anymore and never wake up again.

******

Yancheng, the city lord's mansion.

"Brother, come down quickly, the godmother is really coming!"

Shen Huan, adopted son of the wife of the city lord, looked at Zhou Yan who was digging out bird eggs from a tree with a sad face, and tried to persuade him.

Both of them are about 13 years old, and they are good-looking, but it is a pity that one is a skinny monkey and the other is a sick child.

Zhou Yan, the leather monkey on the tree, sat grinningly in the middle of the tree branch, with a leaf in his mouth, and said with a smile, "My mother, I don't know yet? At this moment, most of them are taking a nap in the room! When she wakes up, It's not too late for me to go back to the study!"

"If someone from Zhang's family sees you climbing a tree, just wait for them to come to withdraw the marriage!" Shen Huan said angrily that he ignored the danger.

"I can't ask for it!" Zhou Yan was overjoyed, "Ah Huan, you are still smart. I have been worrying about how to get rid of my marriage these days. Who told my mother to tell others that I am full of four books and five classics, and I have a good wife. In the next year, you will be able to go home as a Jinshi."

Shen Huan understood the inside story, sighed and said: "Godfather was born in the army, as long as you can pass every martial art with a punch and kick, godmother doesn't have to be so anxious to plan an official career for you."

Zhou Yan was touching a sparrow egg with black spots, and replied nonchalantly: "They force a person who has no intention of being an official to do all the things he doesn't want to do. It's right to lose his mind!"

"Brother..."

"So I said, if I can choose, I will be a ranger, doing righteousness everywhere, and finally, hiding merit and fame..."

"You said you don't want to take the merit test?"

Under the tree, Mrs. Zhou arrived at some time, glared at her son, and said angrily.

□□Niang's fierce eyes frightened Shen Huan and retreated to the other side consciously.

On the tree, Zhou Yan was suddenly frightened by his mother, his whole body trembled, his feet slipped, and he fell.

An old Taoist suddenly appeared, caught him from the air, and then gently landed on the ground.This old Taoist crane has white beard, a Taoist robe, a gourd around his waist, and a dust whisk in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the old Taoist bent slightly in front of Mrs. Zhou and Shen Huan, and said with a smile: "Little brother, the old Taoist figured out that you and I have a relationship between master and apprentice, so I wish to join the old Taoist on the road of cultivating immortals. The Peak of Longevity?"

If he meets someone else, he will definitely throw this old Taoist out of the house and yell at him a few more times, "Fuck off!", but what the old Taoist met was Zhou Yan, who was resisting the marriage and the Four Letters.

This is a pillow when you are sleepy, a steamed bun when you are hungry, what are you waiting for, just agree.

When Zhou Yan called "Master" sweetly, the wife of the city lord came to her senses, grabbed the sleeve of the old man, and said with a sigh: "You are really a magic stick..."

Before she finished speaking, she was invited a hundred meters away by the old Taoist Yi Fuchen.

"Ma'am, I am a bit afraid of you, old man. If you have anything to say, just say it there."

Zhou Yan hid behind the old Taoist, seeing how his mother dared to be angry but didn't speak up, he laughed so hard that his stomach hurts.

No matter how unwilling the city lord's mansion was to show this unusual skill to the old Taoist, it invited him into the hall and held a banquet to entertain him.

During the dinner, the old Taoist brought up the matter of accepting disciples again.

Although Zhou Yan felt that it was too dreamy for him to be a master when he just wanted to be a ranger, but he couldn't let go of this opportunity, so he blinked and smiled at his parents: "Anyway, my son is used to being ignorant, and he will be better than me later." Taking the annual exam will make the whole city laugh, why not follow the master to cultivate immortals, and your son might be the number one scholar in cultivating immortals!"

Seeing that Zhou Yan even called his master, the city lord and his wife objected to no avail, and they didn't want to let a stranger take away their only son.

City Lord Zhou raised a glass of wine and said to the old man, "Master, you can take Zhou Yan away if you want, but we must agree with three rules: first, Zhou Yan must not risk his life; second, if Zhou Yan wants to go home, he must not stop him." ; Third, my husband and I should be able to know the recent situation of our son."

The old Taoist thought about it for a while, and explained: "The first one is fine, but these two or three, my Xuanji sect rules, disciples are not allowed to return to their hometowns until they build a foundation and cultivate themselves. If the two of you are really worried, the old Taoist can send a spirit The servant delivers letters once a year. Is that feasible?"

Although there was a gap, seeing his son's yearning expression, City Lord Zhou had no choice but to agree, "Then let's do this first."

Mrs. Zhou was extremely wronged, looked at her son, and cried, "Master, this concubine has only one son!"

The old Taoist said in relief: "Madam, don't worry. People who practice Taoism are not like monks. They can form Taoist couples with others and reproduce."

"Then please master keep an eye on him, we must get married in the future!" Mrs. Zhou wiped away her tears, and gave Zhou Yan a look, which made the latter shrink back to the old Taoist again in fright.

I don't know why my mother is angry again...

After the banquet, Zhou Yan went back to his room to rest, and by the way packed up the luggage that he and Lao Dao had brought when they left tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, a figure walked into the room and approached Zhou Yan's bed.

Zhou Yan was startled, and lit the candle beside the bed, "Father, why are you here?"

City Lord Zhou instructed in a low voice: "If you are not used to staying at the Xuanji Gate, or if you are wronged, just come back. You are usually smart, so you should have a way." After finishing speaking, he stuffed a large stack of bank notes into his son's package, Explained: "No matter where it is, silver is always the best!"

After doing this, he felt that it was not enough, so he took out another martial arts cheat book from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Yan, "If your master is biased and refuses to teach you the real thing, you can continue to practice the "Zhou's Sword" handed down by our family. Law"······"

Zhou Yan held on to the sword manual tightly, looked at the wrinkles on his father's eyebrows, and a long knife mark on his neck. For a moment, he almost burst into tears, but finally held back, and promised: "My son will definitely come back. Dad , you and mother keep your health, don't wait for your son to come back, his hair is as white as the old man of the Zhang family next door."

City Lord Zhou almost laughed out loud, but fortunately he still remembered not to wake up the white-bearded old man in the nearby bedroom, "You kid is still worried about your father! It's okay, go to bed early!"

After finishing speaking, he carefully helped Zhou Yan cover the quilt tightly, and left the room.

Zhou Yan flipped through the sword manual for a few times and fell asleep before he knew it.

After a night.

The old Taoist wanted to reconcile with others, so after taking Zhou Yan away, he hurriedly took him away with Yujian.

The figure of father and mother gradually became smaller, and soon, the whole Yancheng also became very small.

In the air, Zhou Yan, with his hair blown into a bird's nest by the wind, asked the old man, "Master, where are we going?"

"The rich and honored place in the world is Jiuhu Township in Biannan. Let's go to Jianghua."

The author has something to say:

Three thousand lines of tears, the eighth version of Chapter 1·······If there are still children's shoes that I can't understand, please leave a message·······Chapter 1 was really messy before.After that, the stupid author tried to put a small theater below, so stay tuned