I'm not a psychopath!

"Uncle Master, it's time to say goodbye at the front."

On the Lingsu flying boat.

Chen Zaidao clasped his fist at Jiang Qing, saying that he still wanted to send Lei Zinian to seek refuge with his relatives and friends.

Even though Jiang Qing used incomprehensible techniques to transform his Dantian Qihai and reshape his spiritual veins, this technique was incomprehensible not only to him but also to the elders of the sect.

So in the eyes of others.

This child is still an ordinary person who cannot cultivate immortality and does not meet the standards of sect training.

Jiang Qing nodded and said:

"I am still exploring the method of building the foundation of this formation. I really have nothing to teach you. You still need to explore more on your own in the future. However, to join this profession, the formation method is a must-learn. I hope you will study hard. "

After saying that, he took out a book called "Basics of Formation" and gave it to Lei Zi Nian. He had already memorized it by heart and didn't need it anyway.

When Lei Zinian saw this, he knelt down violently.

He kowtowed to Jiang Qing and said:

"Senior, the grace of reincarnation and teaching is like reincarnation! Zi Nian has no repayment for the time being, so please accept my respects from this junior."

"Get up."

Jiang Qing said calmly.

"I didn't do anything. In fact, I didn't dare to take this road myself. It was an experiment on you. You just need to remember that if you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you will find a bright road.

I don’t ask you to do good things either, remember.

Don't do evil. "

His words were plain, but the last four words revealed infinite murderous intent.

Lei Zinian knelt on the ground and was shocked when he heard this.

"Zi Nian noted it down."

"Um."

Jiang Qing responded.

The potential of this path is very high. As long as you simply understand the formation, you can continue to become stronger.

Even if the other party is still weak, it is entirely possible to become the overlord of one party, at least in the secular world, it must be more than enough.

And he broke away from the shackles of the sect.

It is difficult to guarantee that one’s character will not change after having a taste of power.

He was just about to say goodbye.

Hit one or two.

The speed of the Lingsu flying boat gradually slowed down.

decline.

Lei Zinian had already jumped down, and Chen Zaidao turned back and bowed: "Uncle, we are leaving. We must say goodbye after a long journey."

"What, are you not planning to return to Ziyun Sect?" Jiang Qing heard the meaning behind his words.

Chen Zaidao scratched the back of his head, which had already turned gray, and said with shame: "My nephew, I entered the mountains when I was young and have been cultivating immortality all my life. I have not achieved anything famous in my cultivation until now. My lifespan has not increased much. It's just a matter of time.

But it passed away while sitting dry.

I want to go back to the secular world. "

Hearing this, Jiang Qing sighed.

The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel. The fate of most people is already determined when they are born.

What a change of destiny.

How many such people can there be?

Jiang Qing couldn't help but think of his previous life, which was a bit unpleasant. He took out a high-grade spirit stone and said, "We have lived and died together, so I will give this spirit stone to you. It is enough to buy a foundation-building pill."

Chen Zaidao bowed again in excitement.

Jiang Qing waved her hand quickly, indicating that it was okay and there was no need to be polite. Unexpectedly, the other party only took a few steps.

"That's right, uncle."

"There is something I forgot to give you."

"Oh?" Jiang Qing was curious.

The other party took out a blue-white pacifier and said, "Uncle, your pacifier fell at the entrance of the Dragon Burial Pit. Fortunately, I picked it up with my nephew."

"This pacifier must be very meaningful to you."

Jiang Qing: "."

"Go away, I gave you the pacifier."

"Is this true!?"

Chen Zaidao was shocked. He had seen the other party with a pacifier in his mouth and the emperor's breath surging.

This pacifier! !

Maybe it can be said to be the stuff of enlightenment.

Even if it isn't, it must be of great significance and is likely to be a powerful magic weapon.

"Uncle Master, did you really give it to me?"

Chen Zaidao asked happily.

Jiang Qing looked at him as if he was crazy, and quickly waved his hand to tell him to leave quickly.

After sending Chen Zaidao away.

Jiang Qing had to think about a very important issue, this world of immortality.

Is there something wrong?

It seems that everyone he meets has problems in the end, and now even the pacifiers are happily treasured.

"What's the problem?"

Jiang Qingpan sat on Feizhou's head.

Puzzled.

In the end, he gave up thinking. Although the Dragon Controlling Sect and his party were dangerous this time and they didn't even have a few pieces of life-saving equipment left on them, the rewards were also very rich.

The first is this Yin dragon.

Jiang Qing's consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

All he saw was a crimson Yin Dragon soul hovering quietly above the sea. Sensing his consciousness, he raised his head and let out a dangerous roar.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

He clicked his tongue a few times and retreated from consciousness. It seemed that if he wanted to subdue this guy, he still needed to use some means, but since this 'duck' had entered the sea of ​​​​consciousness and signed a soul contract, he would definitely not be able to fly away.

Just waiting to figure it out slowly.

Jiang Qing has already begun to imagine that wherever he goes in the future, there will be a dragon hovering beside him.

Domineering!

In addition to this Yin Dragon, his 'Tao' has also gradually been perfected.

There are also favors from the Xu family.

The Xu family in Jubeicheng is such a giant, and the Xu family owes him a favor. There are too many things that can be done in the future.

It is said that when the spring breeze brings joy to horses, they can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day, but Jiang Qing doesn't want to see Chang'an. Now, he just wants to go back to the small village where he grew up.

One day later.

There was heavy snow at the entrance of Shiyao Village.

Jiang Qing stepped on the loess and walked slowly along the village road. The village was quiet.

Counting it up, three years have passed since he stepped out of the small village.

Although it was only three years, which is not a long time, Jiang Qing felt that it seemed like a long time had passed. He has now entered the foundation building stage and found his own way.

He can feel the difference between immortals and mortals more and more.

When he was just reborn, he was always thinking about how to survive tomorrow and what to eat next.

After being adopted by Grandpa Zhu, it became that if he survived this year, can he survive next year? Will the monsters and evil cultivators target our village?

So, after having the opportunity to practice, he practiced all the time.

Sect assessment, demon-suppressing conference, battle on the human list, the ruins of the Yulong Sect, until now.

He can finally take a breath.

With the Nine-Weapon Sword, Yin Dragon, body-turned-array, and four seals, even if someone wants to target him, he can have the confidence to resist them one by one!

Thinking of this, Jiang Qing suddenly stood up.

A hunched shadow came from the field. The other party was slightly stunned when he saw Jiang Qing's shadow.

He came over and said:

"Jiang kid?"

"When did you come back?"

The old man was the neighbor next door. He hadn't seen him for a few years and he looked much older.

"Just came back." Jiang Qing said.

The old man looked at Jiang Qing with his cloudy eyes, as if he was recalling something, and then muttered: "Time goes so fast. The kids back then all returned home with wealth, but your grandfather didn't have the life to enjoy this."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Qing's heart sank suddenly.

"Oh, come on, follow me."

The old man leaned on a rotten piece of wood and limped towards the forest.

A moment.

A low grave covered with dry grass appeared in front of Jiang Qing. There was not even a tombstone. He looked around with his mind and felt like he had lost his temper.

Looking at Jiang Qing kneeling in front of the grave.

The old man persuaded him a few times, but seeing that it had no effect, he did not say anything more. He hunched his back and moved step by step towards the village.

Heavy snow fell all over the sky.

Heaven and earth were speechless.

How many people returned home in glory, only to find that the people they had lived in were now a pile of yellow earth.

He knelt for nine days and nine nights, and then he set off, erected a stone tablet for his grandfather, unloaded the package behind him, which contained several hand-sewn cloth clothes.

There was also a bag of silver.

Jiang Qing cleared the weeds and sealed the soil again.

Grandpa Zhu always said that fallen leaves return to their roots, so this grave would not be moved. He put the cloth clothes and silver into the coffin and kowtowed three times.

Then he turned into a long rainbow and left.

He has never been a pessimistic person. The dead are gone, and the living should not be depressed. Life must go on.

It was the middle of the night.

"Brother, is it bad for us to do this?"

"What's good or bad? My family can't even afford to eat. We're almost starving. What could be worse than this?"

"But will we be punished for being disrespectful to the dead?"

Two black shadows covered their faces and began to dig the soil.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you don't want to do it, just get out. It just so happens that the boy put a bag of silver in, all for me."

"Don't, brother"

"Dongdong--"

Hearing the sound of the shovel hitting the coffin, the two were immediately delighted and moved faster. Soon, an ordinary coffin was dug out.

"Hurry up, don't let anyone find it."

"Open the coffin!"

The nails of the coffin were pulled out, the lid was opened, and the two looked inside.

"Empty?"

"Why is the old man's body gone? Hey, talk, it's so creepy."

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Ding ding ding! ! !

An old shadow stood outside the coffin, and the sound of two people's nails scratching and screaming for help came from the hall, but the old man ignored it.

He buried the soil one shovel at a time.

He was satisfied until the sound inside could hardly be heard, and then he finished patting the yellow soil.

Then he pulled out the tombstone.

Stuffed it into a storage bag.

"My dear grandson carved it for me, I can't leave it to you two shameless thieves."

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