After Waking up Beside the Villain

    Countless monsters and instruments flew out of Shangqing Mountain, hovering in the air in the distance, a group of Shangqing Mountain elders and disciples looked at the sect gradually occupied by the blue light, all of them looked suspicious Seriously.

    The three God Transformation Supremes who went out to chase Qi Shan also returned, but the Shangqing sword had been activated, and the three Supreme Supremes could not forcibly break the barrier to enter, so they could only be uneasy with everyone waiting.

    Not long after Chu Yunsheng stepped into the blue beam of light, a layer of gray-red mist spread out from the grassy hills and ravines in the Wanli Mountains, and also quickly spread to the entire Shangqing Mountain. But compared to the azure light that had already become a powerful force, the gray-red mist seemed a little too thin and weak.

    Rong Qi Yujian stopped at Zhangjiao Xu's side, his thin lips pursed tightly, unable to hide his worry: "Master, we can only wait like this?"

    "There is only one demon pill, and you can't help if you want." Xu Zhangjiao glanced at Rong Qi.

    In fact, if there is no Chu Yunsheng, the most suitable candidate for Shangqingshan should be Rong Qi.

    However, although Rong Qi has been practicing in Shangqing Mountain for many years, he has been practicing the evil way of the three swords. It may be too much to fail.

    Seeing his apprentice, who used to have a bad personality and a cold face, showed such an expression, Zhangjiao Xu also sighed helplessly: "Okay, don't put on such a dejected expression. Face, the fight has just begun, how can you assert that he must lose?"

      The proficiency of your Dao Companion is far worse. Look at this fog, is it somewhat similar to that azure light, but not comparable?"

    After thinking for a while, Rong Qi understood the reason for this situation.

    However, it is difficult to catch up with the gap between current learning and current sales and cultivation.

    Zhangjiao Xu's relief, which cannot be called relief, not only did not make Rong Qi feel relieved, but even more worried.

    Especially the aura emanating from the center of the cyan light beam made him a little familiar and uneasy, as if there was something there that he was very resistant to and helpless.

    The cyan light and the gray-red mist compete to spread.

    From the distant mountains, many monks who heard about the accident of Shangqingshan gradually came to watch.

    Suddenly, the gray-red mist froze, as if it touched something at the same time. However, Qingguang suddenly flourished, and it accelerated to swallow up the continuous mountains of Shangqingshan.

    Seeing this, everyone in Shangqingshan changed their expressions slightly, and they were all nervous.

    "This..."

    "Don't hurry, don't hurry, the fog didn't stop, it just slowed down!"

    At the source of the Shangqing sword, the cyan light and the gray-red mist collided, and two figures sitting cross-legged were faintly visible inside.

    "Shangqing sword is the treasure of the world. There are many kinds of people in the world, and there are many people in the world. There are very few people who can walk through without being confused."

    Lu Jue looked at Chu Yunsheng's suddenly pale face, and sneered inwardly: "I really thought that my fairy world secret technique was so simple that I could use it just by learning an appearance? How could you know it wasn't me? Deliberately exposed, just to lure you into taking the bait? Half-step divine sense... If you swallow it, you will no longer be so limited by Xiao Ni's idiot's cultivation realm in the future..."

    Thinking like this, Lu Jue began to draw out part of the blue light and attacked the gray-red mist.

    In the mist, Chu Yunsheng sat upright, his eyebrows knitted together, and the corners of his forehead were sweating.

      There was another young man named Yin Zheng.

    But these memory fragments seem to be only partial.

    Chu Yunsheng did not see the first acquaintance between him and Yin Zheng, nor did he see the reason why the two of them raised guns to face each other and run in opposite directions.

    If you just look at the tension, Chu Yunsheng can understand Yin Zheng's performance at the end of each world.

    But he thinks it's more than that.

    It seems that when he came to these worlds, he really forgot a lot of things. But according to what Yin Zheng said, to replenish his mental power and expel the virus, one day, everything he was missing will be restored.

    Yin Zheng was looking forward to it and feared it.

    Hundreds of years of acquaintance, life and death in several worlds.

    The joys and sorrows, the cuddles when speechless, the hugs when happy, the raised eyebrows and the raised eyebrows when little things happen, the backs that come to me in the middle of the night.

    However, in such a life, the quality and roots are lacking.

      .

    The ground fire erupted suddenly, the gloomy wind came, and the sky was thundered, smashing the large cyan light beam.

    "God Transformation!"

    The countless monks outside Shangqing Mountain were shocked and stunned: "This, in this case, transforming into a god..."

    Rong Qi's heart throbbed suddenly, as if sensing something, staring at the center of the beam of light, his throat rolling.

    Not only was the outside world shocked, Lu Jue at the source was also full of disbelief.

    "God-turning at this time? It's just courting death! But the catastrophe - damn!"

    Lu Jue's shocked expression was too late to put away, and his spiritual sense was scorched by the sudden burst of fire, so he had to call in the blue light to defend against it, but it was a severe pain. It was unbearable, and it burned his face fiercely.

    He said it was an immortal spirit, but because he came to this world as an artifact spirit, the cultivation of this spirit is not high, and he took advantage of the danger of people and swallowed Donglai Immortal Venerable's Spiritual thoughts are nothing but the transformation of gods.

    Moreover, compared to Chu Yunsheng, although he has a higher realm, he has no physical body.

    After all, this is a calamity descended from heaven, and immortals say they are immortals, but in the final analysis, they are all monks under heaven, so how can they not be afraid of calamity?

    Sky thunder, earth fire, and overcast wind.

    The phantom of the broad sword remained motionless, but the cyan light and the gray-red mist continued to disperse.

    But Chu Yunsheng himself could see that under the burning of the ground fire, his skin began to shrink and crack, and his flesh began to wither and condense. The suffocating pain lingered around him like a ghost that could not disperse, something he had never felt in his life.

    The thunder tore his soul, and the yin wind blew the fire of the spirit platform to the last breath.

    He seems to be like his original body at any time, dying under this triple heaven, and looking at what Yin Zheng said before, if he really died in these worlds, I am afraid that reality will also can never wake up.

    Fortunately, under this triple calamity, he is different from his original body.

    Although he does not have the real cultivation realm of hundreds of years, he has a different life for hundreds of years. Moreover, he is not the Demon Venerable who fights all his life and has nothing to worry about, but a man with A passer-by at home.

    Chu Yunsheng raised his head, the thunder light was extinguished in his eyes, the ground fire disappeared, the overcast wind suddenly stopped, and in an instant, the gray-red mist was like a vast ocean, pressing over the collapsing blue light, and the whole film was blown away. Qingshan completely shrouded.

    "No! Impossible!"

    Lu Jue was shocked: "You have failed to transform into a god, how can you succeed the second time! This is impossible!"

    His unwilling roar soon disappeared, and was annihilated by Chu Yunsheng with the rest of his power. Under the Heavenly Tribulation, even if it is an immortal's spiritual sense, it is no different from a mortal. This is also the common sense that all cultivators in the cultivation world know as soon as they inhale their qi into their bodies. Don't be wrapped up in the calamity of other cultivators, otherwise they will die without a place to be buried.

    "I won't be your artifact."

    Chu Yunsheng held the hilt of the sword, "The monks in the great world of Yutian have spent thousands of years nourishing and repairing you, and they will live with you. They guard you when you are weak, and it is your turn to protect you at this time. follow them."

    The broad sword trembled slightly, and the invisible wave suddenly spread.

      Qi Qi raised his head.

    A giant sword as tall as a mountain fell from the sky, sealing all the gaps in the fairyland scattered here.

      The piece is close to a withered world.

    "It's done!"

    Outside Shangqing Mountain, Zhangjiao Xu looked startled and laughed.

    In the distance, the monks in the distance shouted in shock: "Reiki! Reiki has increased!"

    "My cultivation base...I'm going to break through!"

    The monks exclaimed.

    Grey-red fog replaced the blue light all over Shangqingshan, and then the sword shone out, and the fog quickly shrank. Heaven and earth see Qingming again, the sea of ​​​​clouds is swaying, and everything is as new.

    At the moment when the blue light disappeared, Rong Qi rushed to the delicacy pavilion with his sword.

    The original pavilions and pavilions are all in ruins, and smoke and dust are everywhere.

    He dropped his sword in the center, looked at Chu Yunsheng standing above the ruins, for some reason he was suddenly hesitant and did not dare to go forward. But Rong Qi's hesitation didn't last long, because Chu Yunsheng had already walked up to him and held his hand as usual.

    Rong Qi looked dazed for a moment, and saw Chu Yunsheng wrapped in smoke and dust, slowly wiping the sweat from his palm, touching his warm fingertips, and asked him in a low voice: "Master Your hands are a little cold, do you want the disciples to be warm?"

    “…of course.”

    Blinking his eyes slowly, Rong Qi replied softly.

    After the matter was over, Shangqing Mountain and the sects of the Great Judah who had the transformation spirits announced the truth of the severance of the immortal path to the whole cultivation world, and informed all the monks of the old grudges , If someone wants to ascend in the future, Shangqingshan is willing to set up the road to other great worlds with the sword of Shangqing, and let the monks from other great worlds soar to other immortal worlds.

    These news quickly spread throughout the cultivation world like the wind.

     After all, people are all selfish. Once they ascend, they will go to the Immortal Realm. What will happen to the Yutian Great World in the future, whether they will die or live, and what will happen if they lose the treasure of the world, they will not care about the ascension cultivator.

    Longevity and illusory, unknown guardian, most people would not choose the latter.

    There are also people who resent, if it were not for the tribulation-transcending monks ten thousand years ago who made their own decisions, nourishing the sword of Shangqing with the breath of all things and spirits in the Yutian Great World, the Yutian Great World will not be the same in the past ten thousand years. A little bit of fading here.

    They are either close relatives, confidants, or Daoist companions and descendants, all of them have insufficient spiritual energy, and it is difficult to make progress in cultivation, and many fail to advance because they cannot find treasures with sufficient spiritual energy. Died by catastrophe. In the past, these hatreds could only be blamed on the impermanence of heaven, but now there is a culprit.

    In this way, many monks killed Shangqingshan and other major sects to vent their anger.

    Shangqingshan bears these reprimands and resentments, and does not justify it. This kind of challenge lasted for a full ten years before it slowly subsided.

    The turmoil of this matter gradually calmed down under the recovery of spiritual energy.

    At the same time, a force called Sidao Trading Company expanded rapidly in the cultivation world, spreading all over the major cities. Every piece of bizarre utensils were launched by this business, and in the blink of an eye, they became a good thing that swept the world of comprehension, and many monks couldn't put it down.

    For example, there is a communication jade slip with the ability to connect most of the world of self-cultivation, and a maid doll that looks like a real person.

    The latter advertisement is a must-have companion for single monks, as well as a male version of the guard doll.

    The former has extremely comprehensive functions and can be called a self-cultivation version of the Internet, which once pulled countless monks into the pit of Internet addiction. One of the most typical examples of Internet addiction is Huangfu An, who partnered with Chu Yunsheng and started this four-way business from a street stall.

    If it wasn't for Huangfu An's daily affairs, he would have been playing with the Jade Slip of Communication for three consecutive months without closing his eyes.

    "Hey, Little Green, when do you think Demon Venerable and Elder Rong will hold the Dao Companion Ceremony? If all the spirit stones in the business are thrown out, it will definitely be a sensation for the entire cultivation. A world event!"

    Huangfu An was handling a pile of jade slips while gossiping in a small group of three of him, Duanmulian and Feng Buyan.

      Quietly engaged in gossip in private.

    "My name is not Little Green."

    Duanmu replied: "Elder Brother and Elder Rong have returned to the Magic Mountain together. It seems that they want to travel around the world, and do not plan to hold the Dao Companion Ceremony."

    "How boring." Huangfu An sighed, "Otherwise we would also travel to the sky..."

    At this moment, Feng Buyan's voice suddenly interjected and interrupted Huangfu An directly: "It's so boring, so boring! Don't try to ruin my senior brother! The company's list is so tight, senior brother has been waiting for a long time. There's no rest! Senior Brother and I still need a fire for the refining equipment, if you are in a hurry, come to the sect to help us burn the fire!"

     Before Huangfu An could reply, the group chat ended.

    He touched his nose, dropped a pile of jade slips and sighed as he walked out: "It really protects food."

      The young lady, with a few guards, was smashing a desolate elixir stall, saying that the stall owner was selling fake medicines.

    Huangfu An was born in Danfeng, and is naturally sensitive to medicinal pills. He saw the medicinal pills rolled out from the scattered medicine bottles after a distance.

    It's basically shoddy, and the erysipelas is not light.

    "In these days, I am afraid that the only sincere businessman is the young master."

    The beating Miss Gui saw his expression and immediately became furious: "Selling fake medicines and lying to others, you dare to hate Miss Ben! Hit me! Hit Miss Ben to death!"

    "Zhiyangzhu...zhiyangzhu...tool spirit! The tool spirit saves me! Save me! I'm the son of luck, I shouldn't be so down! I remember, I remember marrying a lot of wives, Shangqingshan was destroyed, Rong Qi died! I took control of the Sanctuary Alliance, and I became an immortal!"

    "That's my life!"

    "Tool Spirit! Tool Spirit, come out!"

    The elixir stall owner lay on the ground with blood on his head, covering his dantian, constantly moving his lips, and shouting silently, but his dantian did not move or respond.

    The life of Chu Yunsheng and Rong Qi is extraordinarily long.

    In the 370th year, Rong Qi successfully transformed into a god, and with Chu Yunsheng went to countless places in the world of Yutian, went to the evil way, and lived in the magic mountain. Because of the relationship between the two and the events of the past, the three evil paths are harmonious and calm like never before.

    A hundred years later, the two lived in seclusion in a quiet hill, working like ordinary people at sunrise, resting at sunset, eating grains, and touching human nature. Time is like water to hide their reputation, and the two are gradually forgotten by the world of self-cultivation. The former fame or storm has disappeared in the fireworks of the world.

    Occasionally, the two of them would go down the mountain to practice medicine, without using spells, without forcing life and death, walking through the plague-riddled dead city, and going to the blood-splattered disaster area.

    The long lifespan allows them to see too many rises and falls in the world, changes are fickle, and they spend hundreds of thousands of years together day and night, which also makes them lose the mystery and distance from each other.

    Sometimes, Chu Yunsheng would also be impatient with Rong Qi's excessive dominance, and Rong Qi would secretly hate Chu Yunsheng's introvertedness and taciturn. It's late, and occasionally angry.

    People are not gods.

    Maybe not for a few years, maybe not for ten years, or even decades, but maybe not for hundreds or thousands of years?

    Chu Yunsheng understood Yin Zheng's worries in the previous world.

    But no matter when or what, he has no idea of ​​giving up halfway.

    On the 2300th New Year's Eve, Chu Yunsheng and Rong Qi were sitting under the bamboo eaves and wrapping dumplings. When they were halfway through, Rong Qi suddenly stopped and raised his hand to put it on his hand. He wiped a smear of flour on Chu Yunsheng's face, and then said with a smile, "Teacher, my catastrophe is here."

    Chu Yunsheng noticed the change in Rong Qi's title and expression.

    He looked up at Rong Qi and said, "Do you believe it?"

    Rong Qi was stunned, a thin layer of water flashed in his eyes, he sighed softly, and laughed at himself: "Teacher, you asked me before, why does it seem crazy I love you just as much. Now look, in these worlds, what you say, what you do, and what you think of me...why do you think I like you?"

    "You are so kind."

    Rong Qi looked at Chu Yunsheng quietly: "I know that love is not everything to people, but if I want to have love, I must have you."

    Chu Yunsheng smiled, raised his finger and wiped a trace of white face on Rong Qi's face.

    "It's a coincidence that my catastrophe has arrived."

    …

    In the research institute floating in space.

    The glass of the sleeping cabin slid open, awakening Wen Fan who was lying at the desk.

    He hurriedly helped the glasses that had fallen off, and went to help the young man who woke up: "Professor Yin, you finally woke up! It seems that all the wounds have been repaired, and each world needs two patches for you and Dr. Chu, but it is too difficult for this machine..."

    The young man ignored Wen Fan's ramble, took the nutrient with a calm expression, drank it again, and then looked at the sleeping cabin next door, his eyes flickered for a moment, and said hoarsely: "continue."

    …

    In the dark vision, a familiar text emerged.

    "Mission: Change Yin Zheng's fate, 50% completion. Please choose whether to enter the next world and continue the mission. Yes/No."

    "Yes."

    …

    Hot, extremely hot.

    The fiery heat of desire, which had become weak, merged with a sultry hot flash in the air.

    Chu Yunsheng reluctantly opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, it was like a fog, and he couldn't see clearly, but he could roughly tell that it was a single-person dormitory.

    He glanced at the water glass on the table next to him, and subconsciously raised his hand to take it, but suddenly a hand reached out from the slanted ground and intercepted him.

      Did you think of anything else?"

    "Take a good company with the captain... I'm happy, so I won't let the team terminate the contract with you, how about that?"

    Chu Yunsheng was silent for a moment, raised his hand to hold the young man's smooth and white neck, and lowered his head gently.