The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

"No..." Pei Yuan hastily defended himself, "You are a celestial body... You have no celestial destiny... Although you have a relationship with Master and apprentice, you can't do it after all. Cultivation...and I happened to appear at that time..."

"You are a hypocrite!" Another person that Pei Yuan will never forget appeared, this person was 30 years old, dressed in white, with a dignified appearance and a righteous face.He approached Pei Yuan step by step, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to dissect him cleanly.

At the beginning of the main palace of Yingtian religion...

Pei Yuan backed away, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his steps were much weaker.

"You and your master are both hypocrites!" The white clothes on Gong Chuzhi's body gradually peeled off, turning into the image he has shown more often in front of people in recent years: a blood-red robe, a face with two crossed scars, a fierce and hateful face. eyes.

Looking at the scars on his face, Pei Yuan lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Both you and your master kept saying that cultivation should focus on the Dao heart, not the spiritual root aptitude! In the end, weren't you brought back to the Xuanji Gate because of the spiritual root aptitude? Between? Your master is even more so. He already knew that the disciple he was destined for should be your second uncle, but he didn’t go back to find him because of the other party’s spiritual root aptitude! Look at your two disciples, which one has a bad spiritual root aptitude? "

Gong Chuzhi suddenly went berserk, and pointed to the two scars on his face, "You hypocrites, what qualifications do you have to accuse me of finding another door to improve my spiritual root qualifications? Gong Qi, tell me!"

"You left me in Banboting from a young age to live alone, what qualifications do you have to come here to kill me on behalf of the righteous way?"

Through Pei Yuan, he seemed to be looking at the old Taoist Gong Qi, the brother whose head was beheaded by his own hands, the Nascent Soul was crushed, and his soul was merged into the magic weapon.

"Let me go..." Pei Yuan murmured. After being tortured by demons for so many years, he became more vulnerable when he was alone, and he was no longer calm and composed when he was awake.

300 years ago.

Pei Yuan, who was brought back to Xuanji Gate by the old Taoist Gong Qi, looked curiously at everything in Zhengda Hall.

In the hall, apart from Gong Qi, there was also a boy about his age, and a young man in white.

"Brother, why did you use [Thousand Faces] to become like this again?" The man looked at the sloppy old-fashioned Gong Qi, and said helplessly.

Gong Qi happily replied: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, it's convenient!" Come on, come on!The fake skin was peeled off his forehead, and he transformed into a handsome young man with wide-sleeved Taoist robes, and he was full of immortality.

But in the next moment, it was immediately revealed.

The veteran Gong Qi rolled up his sleeves, hugged his big apprentice Xu Zhan, and asked with a smile, "Did you improve your cultivation during the time you left as a teacher?"

Xu Li had a tender and fair face, "It's already in the middle of condensing!"

The veteran Gong Qi pinched his little nose, put him down with satisfaction, and told him: "Keep going, don't relax." He remembered another sentence and added, "Don't drink secretly!" Then he turned around and took Pei Yuan's hand.

"Come on, come on, recognize him, this is my stupid younger brother, his name is Gong Chuzhi, you can call him whatever you want. This is your senior brother, his name is Xu Li, everything else is fine except he likes to drink secretly... ····"

Gong Chuzhi and Xu Ran had black lines on their faces.

"Brother Gong, senior brother." Even though Gong Qi said that he could call him whatever he wanted, Pei Yuan still respectfully called Gong Chuzhi.

"He's hundreds of years old, what's his name big brother!" Gong Qi hugged his stomach, his whole body trembling with laughter, and didn't stop until Gong Chuzhi gave him a threatening look.

Xu Li was speechless to his master for a while, after seeing his junior brother, he went back to his room to meditate.

Gong Chuzhi stepped forward with a smile, took the initiative to introduce himself to little Pei Yuan, and gave him a talisman, "I am the elder of Banboting Library Pavilion, you can call me Elder Gong, Banboting is not far away from here." If you need anything, you can come to me anytime. This," he shook the talisman paper and blinked his clear eyes, "is a meeting gift for you."

"My disciple of Xuanji Sect, why do I call you Elder Banboting?" Gong Qi was dissatisfied immediately, "Taking advantage of my disciple, I have to buy a drink tonight!"

The brothers of the Gong family argued about who would pay for the wine, and finally reached a consensus—each would pay half.

Little Pei Yuan came to his bedroom as instructed by his master.

That night, when he was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep, he took out the talisman paper, followed his senior's gestures, and tore it open.

Starry Sky and Fluorescent came out in an instant.

The roof turned into a river of stars, unparalleled in brilliance. In the air, countless fireflies flew up and down, surrounding Pei Yuan.

This is actually a talisman that constructs a beautiful illusion.

Gong Chuzhi gave him two talisman papers.

After a long time, the master was killed by Gong Chuzhi, who was already possessed by demons. Pei Yuan stood on the edge of the cliff in the [Yuanjian Qishen] cave at the back of Tongying Peak, and bit by bit opened the talisman paper that Gong Chuzhi had just sent.

Another fantasy.

Pei Yuan followed Gong Chuzhi in the illusion, and approached the master's bed step by step.

The Taoist Gong Qi was seriously injured by the demon cultivator, and his Nascent Soul was imprisoned, so he couldn't use his powers. His appearance was three years old, and he looked like a dying old man in a short time.

On the hospital bed, when he saw his younger brother coming, he stretched out his skinny hand, showed a comforting smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry... sooner or later, I'll be able to dismantle those demons into pieces. Let them dare not step into the Southern Wilderness again!"

Gong Qi didn't know that the demon cultivator who seriously injured him was a disciple of Yingtian Sect that Gong Chuzhi secretly colluded with.

"From my perspective, their exercises are quite different from those of demon cultivators...don't act rashly...cough cough..." Gong Qi persuaded, before he finished speaking, he coughed again, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said with a wry smile: "Old man, I know the pain of life, old age, sickness and death."

"It will be fine." Gong Chuzhi squatted down slowly, and hugged his elder brother who was already thin as a skeleton, a trace of coldness flashed from the corner of his eye.

"I have a hunch that maybe I will never be able to get better... If I really go to the underworld one day, Ah Chu, you can do something for me."

Gong Qi held his breath and looked at his younger brother pitifully.

"What's up?"

"Back then in the Jingyang countryside, there was a child who was my destined apprentice..."

"Pei Yuan?"

"No..." Gong Qi turned his head, eyes wide open, facing the roof, with a silent expression, "The child's name is Pei Ning... He's a celestial body... Without spiritual roots, I was too careless at the time, so I just took it away Pei Yuan..."

Gong Chuzhi gradually frowned.

"Later, I did some calculations and found out about this... Although it is strange, but... Back then, that child was clearly willing to go back to Xuanji Gate with me... You know, I have always valued fate. But ...Fate is not guaranteed..."

Gong Qi looked at his younger brother, smiled blankly, and continued to preach.

"I never told you why I rebelled against Banbo Ting... In fact, when you were born, your master, Master Menghe, made a fortune, saying that your fate is evil, and you should eradicate it as soon as possible. Raising a tiger is a danger... You are so young, he just wants to crush your soul... In order to save you, I found his remains and froze it... It is Xu Xian...

...and swore never to return to Half Boting..."

Gong Chuzhi's whole body trembled, and he looked at him in disbelief.

The master who treated him like his own son and protected him for more than 300 years?

The illusion suddenly shattered at this place, and the surroundings recovered as before.

On the edge of the cliff in the back mountain, Pei Yuan knew that his master had concealed his old affairs for many years, half kneeling on the ground, engraving everything in the illusion into his heart, with red eyes, twisting the talisman paper in his hand into ashes.

Even if you are crushed to pieces in this life and fall to hell forever, I will definitely bring you back to the Xuanji Gate and apologize to Master with death!

Gong Chuzhi.

Song Han...

If it wasn't for the fact that Song Han was already quite old when the master passed away, Pei Yuan would have regarded him as the reincarnation of the master.

With the same temperament, they both took in two apprentices with huge differences in talent, and they both habitually protect their weaknesses...

Inside the secret room.

Pei Yuan looked coldly at his two phantoms of inner demons, reminding himself that what he was seeing was fake, while slowing down the flow of spiritual energy in his body, forcing himself to wake up from the state of meditation.

[Suicheng] stepped forward, supported him who was unstable, and asked anxiously, "Can you still persist, my lord?"

Pei Yuan calmed down, let out a long breath, and waved his hands, "It's all right." Thinking of the fluctuation he felt during the retreat just now, he asked, "Is [Yuan Jian Qi Shen] cave okay?"

[Suicheng] Tell him the content of Bu Youyin's sound transmission.

Pei Yuan's long-awaited guess has been somewhat confirmed, and Zhou Yan seems to be an immortal body.

However, how did his spiritual roots come from?

Pei Yuan was a little helpless, the Xuanji Sect and the disciples of the Juexian Body were really bound by fate, Pei Ning counted as one, and now there was another Zhou Yan.

"What about him now?"

The sword spirit, who had always been calm and calm, rarely blushed at this time, and replied falteringly: "Young man's heart...he seems to be very interested in the patriarch's words..."

Just as Pei Yuan stood up, he was unsteady and almost fell. He was surprised at the sword spirit behind him, "Patriarch's words?"