Heavenly practice

Chapter 10 Demigod Changming

Qinyang Mountain is located in the southwest of Qingzhou, quite far from Hengyang City, even though it takes a few people three days to ride, so after staying on the red crane for a day, the few people jumped off the red crane outside a town in the evening. Intend to spend a night in the city.

Shen Zhuo bid farewell to brother Danhe, Xiao Wuya looked at it with disdain.

Shen Zhuo pretended not to see, and looked up at the name of the town in front of him - Liyang City.

Come on, the result of his named Fei pen was once regarded by readers as one of the top ten foreshadowings of "Endless Fairy Journey". All the fifteen cities in Qingzhou have a "Yang" in their names, but it's just that he didn't bother to think about the place names.

sin sin.

Shen Zhuo confessed to the readers in his heart, followed Xiao Wuya and others into the city, and Xue Junmi held Ning Feiyue in his arms and kept fighting for her, Shen Zhuo couldn't help but wonder if Xue Junmi was Interesting to Ning Feiyue, although he didn't intend to lead Xue Junmi to lead the red line, but now it seems that the plot is probably like a wild horse running wild, and he doesn't care about the cold Xue Junmi who abandons the way of swords and seeks beauty. but……

"Big nephew."

He motioned Long Xiang to look towards Ning Feiyue, "How do you feel about Miss Feiyue?"

Long Xiang's expression froze, and he replied as he walked, "Since she hurt her because of me, I should be responsible for her. I dare not refuse even if I go through fire and water, but that's all."

So Shen Zhuo understood, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, you will meet better ones in the future."

He was telling the truth. Although he tortured the protagonist to death, he also doubled the benefits for him. For example, the heroine is one of the best figures in the world of cultivating immortals, and she is definitely not comparable to Ning Feiyue.

Long Xiang didn't speak, his face was gloomy.

Shen Zhuo knew that he was worried about Ning Feiyue's injury, so he didn't want to reveal too much, so he just said something plausible, "It's a blessing in disguise."

Long Xiang's eyes lit up immediately, but he wisely said nothing, but he was relieved in his heart.

Shen Zhuo saw his changes clearly, knowing that this kid has completely believed that he is a member of the Destiny clan, tsk, it is still too simple.

Liyang City is more remote than Hengyang City, but there are also many people coming and going. For convenience, Xiao Wuya and Xue Junmi changed the clothes of Zhentianmen, just to prevent the group of people in black robes from discovering Long Xiang's identity. However, along the way, the disaster that happened in Hengyang City has been spread all over the way.

"It burned for three days and three nights!" Someone from a tea shed on the side of the street shouted loudly.

"Then nothing is burnt?"

"That's right, there's nothing left in the whole city..."

"Look at what you said, there must be a piece of scorched earth left?"

"Hey, don't say I'm fooling you, there really isn't even a piece of scorched earth left. The piece of land where Hengyang City used to be is a big tiankeng, and nothing is left!"

The saliva that the man said was flying around, aroused more people's discussion, and finally it was all about God, Shen Zhuo said it was far away.

Xiao Wuya and others passing by heard this in their hearts, Xue Junmi looked back at Long Xiang, but didn't say anything, and went into the inn with Ning Feiyue in his arms.

Shen Zhuo glanced at Long Xiang, "Do you care?"

"My parents don't even have a dead body, why don't I care?"

Long Xiang looked indifferent, "It's useless to care about it any more. I only hope those people live longer, and don't die before I kill them."

Shen Zhuo smiled when he heard this.

Long Xiang, who lived in the same room with Shen Zhuo that night, left the room in the middle of the night. Shen Zhuo knew what he was going to do. During dinner, Xiao Wuya should have sent a voice transmission to tell him to go find him at night, but he deliberately Avoid yourself, this old stuff is boring.

Shen Zhuo got up from his own bed, looked at the moon outside the window and was bored. From the first day he stayed in Long's house, he found that he basically didn't feel sleepy. If he didn't sleep, it wouldn't affect him the next day. , but the consciousness is more condensed.

He couldn't help complaining in his heart, he used to talk about cultivating immortals every day, but now he is really staying up late every day cultivating immortals.

Next door Ning Feiyue lived in the same room with Xue Junmi and Xiao Wuya. In fact, the two of them didn't use a bed at all, so there was no need to consider the identity of Ning Feiyue's daughter's family.

At this moment, Xue Junmi next door is meditating seriously, and Ning Feiyue is still unconscious, but her spiritual consciousness is slowly condensing, she should be waking up soon, and Shen Zhuo feels lonely for a while.

In the original world, in this world, he should be lying on the bed and typing, or watching movies and playing games, but he shouldn't be here watching the moon from the window.

Thinking of this, he began to curse Changming silently in his heart, that after the protagonist attained enlightenment, he would turn Changming into a red crane...

"Then?"

"Tread him on the soles of his feet every day."

"..."

"..."

Shen Zhuo slowly turned his head and looked behind him. There was a silver-haired man standing in the place where the moonlight came in. He was wearing a golden dark pattern robe. His perfect face was as delicate as jade under the moonlight. At this moment, he was looking out of the window with his hands behind his back. His expression was as indifferent as an iceberg of ten thousand years.

To be honest, Shen Zhuo was taken aback, but he didn't notice the other party's aura, which meant that it wasn't him himself, but just a ray of consciousness.

So he hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Son of Heaven." Chang Ming replied lightly.

Shen Zhuo shook his head and smiled, leaning against the door frame and looking towards the direction outside the city, where Long Xiang was learning from Xiao Wuya to draw qi into the body, which was the first step in cultivating the Tao.

"Do you believe in the way of heaven?"

"letter."

Shen Zhuo understands what he means, believes in it, but is not afraid.

"Didn't you say wait 300 years? Why did you come here again?"

Chang Ming didn't speak, but his eyes were as cold and heavy as the night in front of him.

Shen Zhuo looked at the man in front of him and suddenly thought of a comment that a reader left for him - my demigod has been lonely for thousands of years.

At this moment, he understood where the coldness he felt from this person came from, the loneliness, the loneliness of tens of thousands of years.

"Why do you insist on becoming a god?" Shen Zhuo asked this question again.

There was no sound behind him, Shen Zhuo turned around slowly, his pupils shrank instantly, but there was no expression on his face.

Chang Ming didn't know when he stood a short distance behind him, that perfect face was right in front of his eyes, his dark eyes were emotionless, like an endless universe of stars that made people yearn for.

Looking at this person's face from such an ambiguous distance, the first thing Shen Zhuo thought of was not the strength of the other person, but the future Taoist partner of Longxiang, the number one beauty in the world of cultivating immortals. He felt that he was wrong. At first The number one beauty in the world of immortality he set is not the heroine, she is just the number one beauty in the world of immortality, the real number one beauty in the world of immortality...it should be the one in front of me.

Chang Ming in front of him was just a ray of consciousness, and he couldn't accurately perceive Shen Zhuo's emotional fluctuations, so he just stretched out his hand to stick to Shen Zhuo's heart.

Shen Zhuo's heart tightened, but he endured the fear and stood there motionless.

"Does God... have a heartbeat?"

A deep voice sounded in this room with a hint of doubt, but the speaker was still indifferent.

Shen Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, "God is also human."

Chang Ming was half a head taller than him, looking down at his chest, his hands slowly penetrated into his body, Shen Zhuo didn't feel anything at all, thinking it was the same as last time, but the next moment his head shook violently, like Like a needle stuck in his brain

"Chang Ming!"

Shen Zhuo yelled angrily in pain, and suddenly raised his head to look at Chang Ming.

Chang Ming's wisp of divine consciousness was shaken, and suddenly dissipated into countless light spots and merged into the void.

Shen Zhuo knelt on the ground clutching his chest, clenching his teeth, "Damn villain..."

The door was pushed open, and someone broke in, but Shen Zhuo couldn't see clearly anymore, his eyes slowly darkened, and he fell to the ground.

"Shen Zhuo!"

And far away in the Nine Layers Palace in the sky and fog, a man with silver hair and black robe sitting on a high seat was looking at his hand thoughtfully.

Outside the hall, a black bird with white feathers stopped on the jade steps, and a red figure walked in.

"Have you seen that god?"

"Ah."

Chang Ming looked at his hand without raising his head.

The other party asked enthusiastically, "How is it? What does the god look like? Beautiful or ugly?"

"..."

Chang Ming glanced at the other party, "I can't see clearly."

"...Ah? Why can't you see clearly?"

Changming stopped talking, and the other party paced back and forth in the hall annoyedly, then ran out of the hall and stepped on Xuanniao's back, leaving a sentence from a distance, "I'll go and see for myself! Kill your fateful opponent along the way! "