Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 359 Secret Technique. Substitution Technique
After the war, the fortune-teller stayed away from the crowd and came to a remote place.

"coming!"

A cyan figure stood under a pine tree, waving its fan leisurely with its back to him.

Walking within ten steps behind this person, the fortune teller stopped and said, "I agree to your request, what's agreed upon?"

Mr. Wangyou turned around and spread his hands, a book appeared out of thin air, and slowly flew towards the fortune-teller.

The fortune teller reached out to take it, regardless of the owner's presence, and immediately checked it out.

Amidst the sound of pages being turned, Wangyou Jun's voice sounded.

"This Quen Feng must be in line with your way of raising swords, so you can learn from it, go!"

After confirming that there was no problem, the fortune-teller raised his head, but Mr. Wangyou was nowhere to be seen.

The fortune-teller didn't care, he put away the cheat book and turned to walk towards Guangxian Hall.

the other side.

After parting ways with Die Xiaoyue, Ji Kunpeng also walked towards a remote place.

Originally, he wanted to bring Die Xiaoyue with him, but the little girl insisted on going to Guangxian Hall with Ping Wushu to find Cui Luohan and take a look around.

Thinking that with Xiaoyue's quickness, there should be no danger, Ji Kunpeng let her go.

In the wilderness, Ji Kunpeng was walking alone.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and the sense of killing pervaded the surrounding area, and an unexpected figure appeared in front of Ji Kunpeng.

Seeing the person walking straight towards him, Ji Kunpeng was stunned.

'It turned out to be this jerk! '

The person walking towards him was expressionless, with a sword stuck in his chest, so unconventional, it was clear at a glance who was coming.

It is exactly the ratio of single killing and sighing in the original play, the sword is so close!

Even with the strange strength, he can be killed. Although there is a factor that the weapon is not good enough, it is enough to prove that this holy sword is unreasonable. Its explosive power may not be inferior to the sword that the fortune-teller has cultivated for many years.

Ji Kunpeng made some calculations secretly, and found that the possibility of being killed was very high, so his face darkened.

How unlucky!
As the sword got closer and closer, the coercion on the holy vessel became stronger and stronger.

When he came to about ten meters in front of him, Jian Zhiji stopped, and saw his eyes burst into a dazzling red light, then he raised his hand on the hilt of the sword in front of his chest, and slowly pulled out the Tian Ke Ming Jian.

drink!

With a long shout, the holy sword was pulled out, and a heavy and simple sense of oppression swept over the sky.

However, Ji Kunpeng didn't panic in the face of such sharpness. He folded his fan and whispered something.

"Secret technique. Substitution technique!"

As soon as the words fell, a blue figure appeared in an instant.

I saw the person pointing casually, Jian Zhiji's figure was fixed, keeping the posture of holding the sword motionless.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Wangyou raised his hand to knock the bowl, and struck out with a palm.

laugh!
The holy sword Huiguan sword is within the chest.

The holy artifact returned, and the red light in the eyes of the sword dissipated, returning to the state of apathy, and then turned around and returned the same way.

"Fortunately, you came in time!" Ji Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"How could he find you and kill you to raise the sword?" Shen Yifei asked.

"Not impossible!"

Looking at the back of the sword leaving, Ji Kunpeng wiped off his non-existent sweat and asked, "Can't you make him recover?"

"I can't help it, maybe she can do it!" Shen Yifei shook his head.

"It's also a poor child." Ji Kunpeng sighed, and then asked: "Your brother and sister, have you seen it? What do you plan to take her back?"

Shen Yifei was silent for a while, then said: "Sister Fang is not as calm as Qin Ji, it's rare to be interested, just let her go."

As he spoke, a doting smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Ji Kunpeng didn't say anything, but started to talk about business, "There were many people in Youhuang Qiushui before, so I invited you alone this time because I have a question I want to ask you."

"Speaking!"

Shen Yifei was a little puzzled, there was something he couldn't say in front of Qin Ji and the others.

Ji Kunpeng unfolded his folding fan, organized his words, and then said: "I think this world is a bit weird, and my mind seems to be affected if I stay here for a long time. Throughout the history of suffering, there are so many strong people, nine out of ten It’s all planted on emotions, this kind of thing frequently happens to the strong with a long life, I think it’s very abnormal, what do you think?”

Hearing what he said, Shen Yifei thought that the original plot was indeed like this, but he himself didn't seem to have changed, he felt that his character was the same as when he first wore it.

Even if there are some differences, it is a natural change after experiencing many events, rather than a subtle influence.

"I don't seem to feel anything, how did you find out?" Shen Yifei asked.

"Two o'clock!"

Ji Kunpeng replied: "First, the short period of time when Taiyao Huangjin and I were born with independent consciousness is too unusual."

"Second, compared with the time when I was born with consciousness, now I am often affected by emotions. Although I have tried my best to restrain myself, I still cannot completely avoid being affected."

It took less than a hundred days for these two avatars to be born with self-awareness. This speed is indeed a bit exaggerated. It is also possible to say that adversity has an impact on consciousness and emotion.

Thinking about those aggressive bosses and secluded masters who entered the world, the contrast between the indifference when he first entered the world and the madness before going to the immortal mountain is indeed a bit big.

In fact, many things are very common problems such as love and hatred, but these problems seem to become irreversible for those who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Ordinary people can see the past for a hundred years, even in their twilight years, why can't these transcendent and powerful people do it?

After pondering for a long time, Shen Yifei looked at Ji Kunpeng and said, "According to the question you asked, I thought of two answers, the obsession of inner demons or the influence of the will of the world. If it is the former, there is nothing to say. If it is the latter, then you may Not the first to find it."

"how do I say this?"

Ji Kunpeng put on a gesture of asking for advice.

Seeing him being so solemn, Shen Yifei smiled and said: "Think about it, why are there so many recluses who emerge in endless hardships, maybe they know or vaguely feel this situation, so they retreat to avoid it."

"Are you saying that this is actually an unspoken thing in this circle?"

The corner of Ji Kunpeng's mouth twitched slightly, he thought he had discovered some big secret.

Seeing him like this, Shen Yifei laughed out loud, actually he didn't know if those people knew about this situation, all of this was just speculation.

"In short, this question is not something that you or the current me can delve into. Try to calm down and let nature take its course. I will leave first!"

Patting Ji Kunpeng on the shoulder, Shen Yifei drifted away, leaving Ji Kunpeng to meditate alone.

After a long while he smiled and shook his head.

"Maybe I'm really worrying too much!"

Xuanhuang Island, in a claustrophobic cave.

A man with a bone fan in his hand, a white mask on his face, and a cold and sinister aura stood standing.

Suddenly, he turned and looked out of the cave.

I saw the holy sword stuck in the chest close to the sword, and returned with dull eyes.

Seeing him as usual, the mysterious man thought that Jian Zhiji had completed the task, and couldn't help but let out a series of sneering laughter.

"This is the end of meddling with the most people!"

Just as he was laughing, a green light flashed in Jian Zhiji's eyes, and then a sword energy shot out from the wound on his chest.

Zi, click!
The sword light flashed past, and the mask on the mysterious man's face shattered, revealing the feminine and handsome face under the mask.

"Is this a warning!"

Gently stroking the stinging part of the face, there was a warm and moist touch, and after putting it down, looking at the bright red in his hand, Yue Jiaozi's eyes flashed with shock.

This sword has the ability to kill him!

(End of this chapter)