Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Chapter 35

The moonlight hangs above the head calmly, and the scholar is all in black.

Ji Xianjun, who was always dressed in purple, rarely found out a Chinese outfit and changed into a black outfit, and then fell into an inexplicable state and sat at the desk with a pen.

The handwriting in the pen is as strong as willows and smoke, which should be intangible, just like his wandering mind at this time, but it is difficult to express the poetic splash of ink in a single line, and the landscape can be sketched at will on a piece of paper.

Mu Yu, worship the moon.

Willows hang down the embankment, and safflowers are thin.

According to his concept of time, leaving the Heaven-respecting Beginning Realm for hundreds of years is just an occasional vacation, and there will be no major disturbances.

But ever since Shan and Qin appeared together, he realized that he seemed to have an unresolved fate with this plane.

Therefore, every word is a mystery, and Ji Xianjun can't help but have doubts about what he has forgotten.

The moonlight shines in front of the window, the trees are full of shadows, there are insects in the distance, and there are torii gates in the distance.

As soon as you look up, you can see a nest of birds perched in the canopy of the trees protruding into the garden from outside the wall.

With a lot of thoughts, the young face does not show the actual age, Ji Xianjun is undeniably an "old man", his age is enough for ordinary people to experience hundreds of times of life, old age, sickness and death.

But he still has countless legends worth talking about, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, the joy is endless.

As for those others, they are all put away, and no one can see them.

The Heaven-respecting Sovereign is always glamorous and glamorous, and it is a depth that others cannot fathom.

Thinking of this, I put away the last stroke, but I am not satisfied no matter how I look at it.

As mentioned above, Ji Xianjun always tends to give people the illusion of omnipotence, but in fact, although he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is not proficient.

In this regard, he didn't fool Yuan Suiyun at all, so you see, isn't he free to study?

As for why it is a flourishing age woven by ink and wash, frankly speaking, he kind of misses the water, soil, rivers and mountains overlooking the thousand years from the jade throne.

Those in high positions are usually not easy to hurt the spring and the autumn. They are used to hiding their true feelings. In the eyes of others, they are the majestic emperor who is added to the city, and the inexplicable companion is like a tiger.

But if you occasionally give yourself a leisure time to relax, but you still have to be interrupted, and even the interrupter comes with murderous intentions, then someone is destined to bear the consequences for this broken mood.

The moon entered the dark clouds, the shadows of the trees were deep, and the lit lanterns were extinguished for no reason, except for a bean lamp on the window sill burning the last light.

Within the range covered by the candlelight, one hand is slender and elegant, like a literati unrolling thin rice paper, there are many figures outside the window, and pairs of indifferent eyes are as hollow as ghosts pulling people into hell.

"Vision of nothingness, what do you see?"

Ji Xianjun spoke suddenly, and read the lines from the Death God's house next door.

The seven world masters each have their own tempers, like the Dead Sea Nether Realm closest to the Heaven-Respecting Beginning Realm, calming down the corpses accumulated over the endless years when the world first opened.

Those martial artists who came here either by accident or looking for death will be completely swallowed by the fog above the Dead Sea without seeing the face of the god of death.

Living in this kind of world where there are no living people, even if the magic of death carves out a piece of land for the dead to inhabit, and indulges them in their activities as if they were alive, there is something wrong.

In the Seven Realms Conference before the Heaven-respecting Sect Master did not live in seclusion, Chun Wensheng, the master of the Spring Blossom Glazed Realm, complained to his face about the strange style of the God of Reaper, which was really embarrassing for their high-end colleagues.

Ji Xianjun does not deny this point, after all, that bet, although Ji Xianjun caused the collapse of life and death in the world, but the god of death exposed them, and then provoked the savior to draw his salary from the bottom of the pot, and went directly to Jingtian Beginning.

It can be said that among their group of people, only the god of death has an extraordinary amount of compassion for those mortals.

This also made his behavior style not very harmonious with other masters of the world.

But from this point of view, Ji Xianjun is not qualified to talk about others.

He himself wants to mix black and white, and he wants to wash white and white, so what if others are willing to be a merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva?They have the right to be willful!

It's just that this Bodhisattva is actually a god of death. It sounds like a weasel giving a chicken New Year's greetings with ill intentions, but it's okay if I don't care?Is there not enough people who listen to and believe in this world?

For example, these peerless masters who rule the world, the one who can control them is the heaven on top of their heads, and other existences of the same level can barely speak to their colleagues, what other restrictions can there be?

If someone really doubts this, Ji Xianjun can answer responsibly - no.

There is no one who can control them.

They fight each other, that's called cannibalism.

There are seven realms in the universe where the Heaven-Respecting Beginning Realm was born, and each realm is a world.

The masters of the world were born by chance, and the final result is that they have different backgrounds, different abilities, and different temperaments, but they will always return to that position.

Each world master has extraordinary abilities and is a hero among men, so after returning to the throne, it is inevitable to take on some habits when he was still a "human".

For example, it is extremely cold at high places.

How can you be so lonely when no one is your enemy?

However, no one among them is a martial idiot, and a single martial idiot can't control a realm. Therefore, no matter how much everyone fights openly and secretly for their own interests, they all cherish the individuals around them.

Because I don't know, after this one dies, how many years will it take for the next one to be born, and whether the next one will taste like me.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, everyone will pinch their noses and swallow the contradictions, and no one wants to hurt their muscles and bones.

Like the God of Death, a psychopath that everyone dislikes, and no one wants to try to kill him.

Just like when Ji Xianjun quotes his words now, not only is he not unfamiliar at all, but also reveals a sense of familiarity.

It's just that these killers need to personally experience how many other tastes there are in this familiarity.

The manpower of the killer organization is not endless, this time the number is much smaller than before, but it is worth mentioning the improvement in skills.

Without giving Ji Xianjun any time to sigh, after landing silently, one by one with bright swords killed, the overwhelming sword light was like a drizzle of murderous intent, and they rushed towards the target in unison.

As a target, Ji Xianjun has no pressure.

Although he had abandoned the sword for many years, he would undoubtedly be able to use the sword in front of a master of swordsmanship.

He didn't even get up, and he pointed at the sword, the sword energy became a thread, but there was no movement, the sword light had already woven into a dense net, enveloping the rain of murderous intent rushing towards him.

The light of the sword became sharp enough to destroy mountains and crack rocks. Fantie, whose material is not as strong as granite, didn't even have time to make the sound of falling apart, and the sword body quickly collapsed with fine spider patterns.

The number of clattering sounds gave people the illusion of iron rain falling from the sky.

The cold-blooded and ruthless killer was stunned by the sight, and the attack came to a standstill for an instant, and Ji Xianjun, who only raised one hand from the beginning to the end, had no intention of killing people, so this was just a warning.

"No matter what your master's request is, I have no intention of being involved in the world, nor do I intend to leave too many traces in the world."

While talking, Ji Xianjun felt that he was really tolerant. If he dared to point a sword at him when he was young, he should kneel down first.

The kind of kneeling with a broken leg.

"Why? Because you are not worthy."

It was the first time Ji Xianjun put forward her views on this world, and her description was so cold.

Born in a family, upholding the faith, even though he was driven by hatred for a while, Wu Tu has worked hard, never relied on external things, never indulged in vanity, and now even if he abandons the sword, his heart is still the same as before.

Enter the Tao with martial arts.

Crazy for Tao.

Even if he is the master of a world, he has never given up the faint possibility of breaking through the world, so it shows how disappointed he is with the "martial arts" of this world.

A large part of the reason why he can respond to the system of foreign objects in the sky is that he has expectations for the "world" outside.

I want to see what the outside world will look like.

Although after traveling, he discovered the shackles of his past thinking, not all worlds are like the world of worshiping the beginning of heaven, like the universe of the universe, full of warriors who have proved the Tao with their own bodies, but those "mortals" who drive steel machines to hire the universe are still It was a great shock to him.

Their skillful fists and embroidered legs are not as good as any mortal in his world. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are powerless, but they can do things that only strong people like them can do.

civilization.

society.

science.

Wonderful things that hadn't bloomed in the world he ruled before made him happy to wander between the planes, yes, it was also a word he learned from a world dominated by science.

A realm can also be called a plane, and he seems to be the so-called plane traveler.

But it's all good, to appreciate the scenery of the world and learn from different cultural backgrounds, this is to a certain extent the goal Ji Xianjun set for himself, other than that, he should be a passerby.

It was precisely because of this thought that he immediately came to the conclusion that there was nothing he wanted here after he first arrived at this low-level martial plane.

The social structure is similar to the place where he used to live, but overall it is not as good as the Seven Realms.

Therefore, he was extremely passive and sabotage at the beginning. If it wasn't for the unexpected appearance of Yuan Suiyun, he might provoke the heavens here after he had enough of staying at home, and just change places to continue wandering.

In other words, he and Tiandao are old friends. No matter which world Tiandao is, he is very keen on throwing him out of the house.

The system has made great efforts to prevent Tiandao from pushing Ji Xianjun out of the current world, which is the main reason why Ji Xianjun has endured it until now.

After all, he didn't want to be kicked out by the owner if he didn't play enough.

However, the status quo of this world does not satisfy him. If it wasn't for Fenghuaxue folding fan and negative Cuiqin later on, the only self-respecting Sovereign Lord Jingtian would have given up his pick and quit.

As for why he didn't simply withdraw and leave as mentioned above...

First, as he himself said, there is a beginning and an end in doing things, he doesn't like to give up halfway, and he has no intention of fooling Chu Liuxiang about leading Yuan Suiyun.

on the other hand……

The appearance of Ximen Chuuxue was just right to calm down that impatient nerve.

In short, it is not incurable.

It's just that before starting to manage the world again, Ji Xianjun's cold eyes fell on the killer in front of him...

The shadow of the moon is deep, the moonlight is beautiful, the moonlight is frosty and white, and the flowing water spreads all over the ground, reflecting pale and cold appearances.

The man who seemed to have calmly removed the shock at the beginning and didn't move, gently smoothed out the long hair that hadn't been tied up well tonight.

The blue silk of the shawl melted into the black color of the clothes like black clouds, and two cross-necked golden dragons appeared under the sea of ​​stars, mighty and conspicuous.

That handsome face unintentionally showed a three-point jade color, and the fair skin shone slightly like reflecting the moonlight.The brows and eyes are pure and clear, and the invisible majesty of the emperor floats solemnly and indifferently in the aura outside the body with an unobtrusive posture.

The aura that was supposed to be concealed, was an accident tonight.

Just looking at Jiulong's style, you can tell that Ji Xianjun is not an honest character, not to mention that he doesn't have the eyes to target him, which shows that the people behind the scenes are also blind.

Since he is so stupid, Ji Xianjun, who is not a saint, and even has more willful and reckless power than ordinary people, smiled slightly, and the chill suddenly appeared, and the majestic sword intent instantly occupied the audience.

The silence of the killers was highly appreciated, followed by the brutal lore without mercy.

"Since you have no intention of answering, then save your life."

With a sound of ding, I heard the sound of the sword soaring into the sky.

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