I have become a deity, right? The deity regrets, but I don't

Southern Xinjiang, 100,000 mountains.

Climbing high and looking far, the mountains are rolling and undulating, like sleeping dragons.

Aristocratic families, sects, and cultivation kingdoms are scattered among them, like dragon scales on a dragon.

Ling Kongli thought for a moment and headed for a piece of dragon scale.

Half a month later...

Gu Lian Dynasty, Wenquzhou.

Nandou Fairy City, Yanyu Tower.

Ling Kongli changed his appearance and walked into the restaurant. He was not good-looking and had a mediocre temperament, and did not attract any attention.

He sat down quietly in a seat and ordered a pot of Zhudou wine, a specialty of Nandou Fairy City.

Looking at the lively scene on the street, I don’t know what he was thinking.

“Get out! Stinky beggar, Miss Baiyun said she won’t see you anymore. This is not a place for you to stay. Don’t bother the gentlemen!”

There was a commotion downstairs, which attracted Ling Kongli’s attention.

I saw several waiters throwing a scholar in tattered Confucian clothes and disheveled hair out of the Misty Rain Tower and kicking him several times.

The scholar fell to the ground, spitting blood, and after struggling violently for a few times, he lost his life.

This kind of thing often happens in restaurants, it's nothing more than a rotten plot between a poor scholar and a prostitute.

It's tasteless to eat, but it's a pity to throw it away.

It's quite a relief.

But what's surprising is that just when the corpse collector was about to put the scholar into the coffin.

The scholar came back to life, sat up suddenly, and began to check his body with a puzzled look, grinning foolishly.

In Ling Kongli's eyes, the scholar's fate of death in a black coffin suddenly turned into a white-robed Confucian saint with a fairy-like appearance.

This is the effect of Ling Kongli's destiny double pupil, one of his innate magical powers.

"Found you, Li Xiaobai."

Ling Kongli put the wine money on the table and went to the scholar.

He had studied Li Xiaobai's life carefully. The first time he showed his power in public was in this Yanyu Tower, so he had been waiting for the opportunity these days.

Now it was finally time to reap the rewards.

It was a coincidence that he and Ye Qianshuang met for the first time in this Yanyu Tower, otherwise he would not remember Li Xiaobai.

But now it was still some time before Ye Qianshuang's first performance on stage.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"No... It's okay, who are you?"

Ling Kongli pulled Li Xiaobai up and gave him a healing pill, but Li Xiaobai did not accept it. Instead, he observed Ling Kongli with a vigilant look.

He couldn't help but frowned, and felt from the bottom of his heart that Ling Kongli was not as simple as he looked on the surface.

"Hehe, good brother, don't be nervous, my name is Heitu, I'm not a bad person, I'm here to help you."

"Help me? Why are you helping me?"

Li Xiaobai was still tense, and his tone was very distant.

But it also made Ling Kongli lose interest in playing.

Why are you doing this? I wanted to have fun with you and let you die in a decent way.

But the atmosphere became so tense.

You are forcing me to use some tricks!

If you don't accept my offer, you will be punished.

"Shut up and follow me."

Ling Kongli put away his evil thoughts and used the soul control method to directly control Li Xiaobai's body.

Li Xiaobai is now just a Confucian and Taoist monk with a first-level cultivation level, and he can't resist Ling Kongli's mental invasion at all.

He twitched all over and let Ling Kongli manipulate him like a puppet.

He followed Ling Kongli obediently and returned to his hiding place.

After the ban was blocked and Li Xiaobai's escape was eliminated, Ling Kongli lifted his control over Li Xiaobai.

He looked at him with a playful look.

He saw some interesting things in Li Xiaobai's sea of ​​consciousness just now.

He couldn't help but feel playful.

"Li Xiaobai, you are no longer the Li Xiaobai you used to be. You are half a demon from outer space. No wonder, no wonder."

After Li Xiaobai regained consciousness, he heard what Ling Kongli said, his face changed drastically, his whole body was wrapped in fear, and he couldn't stop shaking.

"Who... who are you?"

Li Xiaobai's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He didn't expect that he would be discovered by the local cultivators just after his soul traveled through time.

He hadn't taken the first step on the road to becoming a king and an emperor, and there was a risk of premature death.

He was unwilling!

"Forget it, let you die with a clear mind."

"I am Ling Kongli, the son of the god of Zhongzhou Tianyan Xianzong."

Ling Kongli said an identity recognized by the public, removed the disguise, and a handsome face appeared in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes.

But at this time, Jiang Xiaobai didn't have any appreciation.

After knowing the horror of Ling Kongli through the memory of the original owner, he had lost his fighting spirit.

No longer had the high spirits when he just traveled through time.

It turns out that I am not the protagonist...

Li Xiaobai accepted his fate, but after a sudden turn of events, he thought of another possibility.

"Son of God, it is said that you are a person who never drags your feet in doing things. You have been reluctant to kill me. Does it mean that I still have value to be used?"

"If the Son of God does not despise me, I, Li Xiaobai, am willing to be a cow and a horse for the Son of God. Please plant the slave mark on me!"

Li Xiaobai immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Ling Kongli repeatedly, even though his forehead was already bloody.

This fierceness was appreciated by Ling Kongli, but not enough.

"You are a person. If you don't practice Confucianism, I might really consider accepting you. What a pity..."

"Thank you for your appreciation, Son of God. I will definitely work hard for you until my death! I will never practice Confucianism again. Please give me a chance!"

Li Xiaobai hit his head harder, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. If he hadn't bitten his tongue to force himself to be conscious, he would have fainted at this moment.

"Li Xiaobai, you are a smart man. You did guess the reason why I didn't kill you, but you are not smart enough. To be more precise, you don't know yourself."

"Do you think anyone can be my servant? I teased you and you really believed it. I only care about your luck and memory."

Lingkongli's double pupils suddenly appeared. Li Xiaobai was cowardly and had no literary character. He even said that he would never practice Confucianism again.

The luck of the Confucian saint has become illusory to the extreme.

After lifting Li Xiaobai with one hand, he activated the "Demon Art of Devouring the Sky" to devour Li Xiaobai's origin and luck.

The reason why Lingkongli didn't take action just now was just to leave time to analyze the composition of Li Xiaobai's luck and suppress his fortune.

If he wasn't afraid of being attacked by luck, would he listen to Li Xiaobai's nonsense?

It's impossible, he is not a patient person.

Ling Kongli was actually quite disappointed. He originally thought that Li Xiaobai had achieved the achievements in his previous life because of his special physique.

But it turned out that it was only because he was a demon from the outer world and had the memory of another plane of civilization!

What is really valuable is his sea of ​​consciousness, not his talent.

However, no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat. It would be a waste not to swallow it. Anyway, Li Xiaobai has no background.

Disappearing from the world will not cause any waves.

"What a rubbish, or the disciple of Tianyan Xianzong is delicious."

Li Xiaobai's body essence is very little, and it was sucked dry in the blink of an eye. Ling Kongli gently squeezed his body, and his body turned into ashes.

However, the gains from this trip are quite considerable. With the blessing of Li Xiaobai's Confucian luck, plus the hundreds of ancient quatrains in his mind.

Ling Kongli has the possibility of returning to the peak of the fifth turn in a short time.

Now he only needs an opportunity.

An opportunity that would allow him to shock all the Confucianists in the world.