Yun Hua fixedly looked at He Ziming, and suddenly said, "How does Chang Ming think of magic repair?"

He Ziming hesitated, but did not expect Yunhua to ask him this question, but he thought about it and still responded: "The disciple thinks that demon cultivation is not our own race, and his heart is different, and we are not all the same after all."

Yunhua didn't take a deep look at him, he didn't answer for a while.

"Master thinks?" He Ziming felt inexplicable, and opened his lips to ask Yunhua.

Yunhua's eyes are bottomless, like a deep pool of water: "For the teacher, I don't think that regardless of the spiritual practice, as long as we can go to the end, the correct result is a avenue of different goals."

He Ziming had a meal, but he did not expect Yunhua, as a monk mighty, to say these words, he was a little surprised ...

I always feel strange.

"After all, Dao Xiu also has a decent scum, and Mo Xiu doesn't necessarily have a good man who saves and rescues the wounded, doesn't he?" Yunhua saw that he didn't agree with it, but he was prejudiced against Mo Xiu, and he opened his mouth again.

He Ziming thought about it, thinking about Nie Yao's situation, and felt that he was justified and said in a proper way: "Master is thoughtful and thoughtful, but his disciples' previous thoughts are biased ..."

Not only Gu Changming, most orthodox monks are prejudiced against the devil who walks by the door.

If someone else said this, He Ziming would probably feel quite agreeable, but from the mouth of Daoxiu's exemplary power Yunhua, He Ziming always felt strange ...

He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt weird.

Xianjia has a long history.

In the following days, He Ziming passed the daily viper very regularly, brushing Nie Yao's aversion with Gu Changming's vest, and masking Nie Yao's favor with Yunhua.

Life was extremely fast. He Ziming unknowingly let Nie Yao's disgust for Gu Changming reach 60 points, and his favorability for mask people reached 80 points. He also reached 950 points for world points. The distance can be modified at will. The 1,000 points of the world story are only fifty points away.

Seeing victory in sight, we should be able to let our ego burst out in front of Nie Yao and convince him to do good.

But at this time, Gu Changming's Xiuwei had gone one level further, and it seemed that the baby would be born.

Cultivators attach great importance to the progress of Cultivation at every stage, especially the heirs of young geniuses like Gu Changming who pay much attention to the school.

He Ziming will have the threat of babies to be born, and is about to withstand the bottleneck period. In the swing door, countless elders came to persuade him to retreat.

The retreat of a cultivator is different from that of a mortal, ranging from a few years, a dozen years, up to several decades, and hundreds of years.

In the last life, the original owner closed the retreat for seven or eight years before leaving the customs.

Seeing that he was about to be able to let himself go, he was asked to retreat. He Ziming said: "..."

He has a phrase mmp I don't know if I should say it inappropriately.

Just as He Ziming was frowning and preparing to retreat, the system prompt sounded again in his mind.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host. Now that I have reached 950 points, the distance can be changed by 50 points. The victory is already in sight. The system will give the host a chance to draw. The host has a chance to draw the relevant novels related to the villain and the original part of the original world story in the second half. Does the host draw? 】

He Ziming thought and didn't want to say, "Pump!"

It ’s been so long since he arrived in this world. He has n’t done anything other than taking a child viper as a good apprentice. He does n’t know who his future opponent is or who the boss is hiding behind the scenes. No clue, not even a clue.

If he didn't take this opportunity, he was afraid that he would only know who the villain was after he got the big ending.

[Okay, the system is loading the host and then extracting the original world plot selection ...]

He Ziming prayed that it must be important information when the system was continuously loaded.

【Ding! System loading is complete, please host to try the plot! 】 System said: [Host has good luck, but this time draws the story of the original world ending. 】

He Ziming didn't expect anything at all because of the systematic narrative style and urinary nature. He just opened up the plot he received.

The plot is really a piece of text, it feels like the end of a novel ...

"Goose-like snow is overwhelming.

The whole gorge looked barren and silent, and the man in Bai Baixue walked hurriedly, opposite to the man in Xuanyi who came slowly from the other end.

A clear footprint was left on the white snow. The man in white passed by the wind suddenly, snow sharpened, and the giant trees behind him collapsed one after another. The temperament of his body was perfectly combined with the icy cold killing intention, mixed It has become a unique charm. The Xuanyi man's back is red flames emerging, lightning bolts, no less inferior.

Until, ice and snow were mixed with flames.

Electrons splattered.

The man in Xuanyi just stopped, raised his eyes slowly, and looked at the man in white with haze: "You hurt me so hard! I never knew that all my destiny is dominated by you, It is you who dominate step by step. By the so-called demon's order, the reincarnation of the devil has forced me into a state of despair. "

"That's right, it's me." The man in white was just fine.

Nie Yao asked him: "To this day, I just want to ask you why? I am your bust, aren't I? I have only one soul and five souls, and you are the two souls and two souls I have left. Why are you ... Why are you here to force me into this desperate situation? We are one, aren't we? "

"You are my reincarnation, I am your half body, you are me, I am you, yes. But the two of us are destined to exist only one, to be complete, and not to die." The man in white said coldly: "I don't want to be swallowed, so I can only let you be swallowed by me ... if you do n’t go through the bumps, if you do n’t fall into despair and fall into the devil, how can I swallow you, the soul is complete, and the power of the demon is regained By that time? "

Nie Yao reluctantly looked at another self, wondering: "Do you know how painful I have been since I was born? How ridiculous it is, I am the one who has caused all my tragic fate."

"Is it painful? I ’m satisfied with your pain. You and I are one. When I was suffering, you were with me because you were reincarnated, and you avoided the pain that lasted more than a thousand years. How can I be willing? If you are not in pain, how can our souls feel the same and then reintegrate and destroy the world? "The man in white laughed.

Nie Yao's eyes bloodshotly looked at him: "Are you crazy?"

"Yes, I am crazy. When my soul was torn by those small and lowly humans, casting so-called artifacts, from when I was chopped off dragon horns, limbs, drained blood, scraped dragon scales, and soul broke up Trapped in the forged dragon's body, with only a slight killing thought, whenever I want to avenge those who destroyed me, I will be punished by the sky, my body will rot, and the thunder will deepen into the body of a reptile snake. "I am crazy when I am tortured." The man said verbatim: "I have forgiven for many years, suppressing myself as an enemy's weapon, until they die, until today I was waiting for you, until my Reincarnation reunites with you, destroying the heavens and the earth, and plunging the whole world into disaster! ""

The plot drawn by He Ziming came to an abrupt end here.

"Nie Yao's destiny is dominated by his half body? The villain boss is himself?" He Ziming was confused, feeling that the information he received made the doubts in his heart more and more: "That person is Nie Yao's half body , Owning half of Nie Yao's soul, and the soul is still trapped in the dragon body piano, can't just kill the thoughts, the body should be a magic weapon ... Who is this person? "

He Ziming's scissors continued to be confused and confused, unable to grasp a little clue, but could only tell the system: "Can you still do it? Can you give me more information? How can I guess the villain with such information? Or, Can't you just give me his name? "

"Sorry, the host can't do it." Facing He Ziming's grotesque complaints, the system rejected him with a small mechanical sound.

He Ziming didn't expect that this useless system could really give him more information, complained a few words, and was planning to continue to organize his thoughts.

At this time, the system prompt sounded in He Ziming's mind again: "Because the next plot related to Gu Changming is far away from the current plot, does the host need to turn on the plot jumping function?"

"What does the story jump function do for it?" He Ziming was puzzled.

The plot jumping function is an artifact function most loved by fast-wearers in the Jinjiang fast-wearing bureau. It can often help fast-wearers to jump and avoid unimportant daily plots, and help fast-wearers to complete tasks quickly.

In just a few days, dozens of days, and more than a few years, the plots of decades jump up and down and finish the blank and boring part of daily life.

The fast-wearing workers of the Jinjiang Fast-wear Bureau are very fond of him.

But as a person who enjoys life very much and enjoys the bland life in the fast-wearing world, He Ziming has hardly ever used this feature.

I didn't expect the system to ask him.

"Are you stupid host, you are about to retreat for seven or eight years?" The system cares for him in a tone of care for the mentally handicapped: "The chance of this world to turn on this story jumping function is random, and now there is one, if the host decides If it is open, I will help the host to shut down. Later, the host will retreat and practice for babies for seven or eight years! "

He Ziming then thought of this stubble: "Yes! Yes! I want to drive!"

He almost forgot that he still had to retreat. Gu Changming's body could not go out when he was retreating. He could not appear as a masked person. He could not even do daily tasks. He could only do it in the cave every day. There is continuous cultivation and cultivation, and there is not even a speaker.

Although He Ziming enjoyed his life, if he really wanted to live such a life, he would simply die.

"Okay, then I'll turn on the host now." The system responded.

He Ziming stunned on the spot: "Wait, I haven't bid farewell to Nie Yao yet, I haven't entrusted my little black snake, no, little black sister to others to take care of it, is it about to jump the plot so soon?"

He was a bit uncomfortable.

This is not the normal program.

He Ziming felt that he could no longer keep pace.

"Sorry, because the host ’s story jumping function in this world is open randomly, I have helped you choose. Once you choose, you will immediately start the story jumping. There is no preparation time and no right to choose." The system uses mechanical sound Informing He Ziming of the rules of this world.

What did He Ziming think of: "Which time period can I always choose by myself?"

Although he rarely used this function, he vaguely remembered that when he used this function, he could choose jump time and plot.

Why didn't the system ask him now?

He Ziming suddenly felt an unknown feeling.

"Sorry, the plot jumping time and location of the host is random. You can only choose to accept it." Sure enough, the system's mechanical prompt sounded again.

He Ziming: "..."

mmp.

The story is so wayward and random, he now feels that he might as well practice slowly for seven or eight years.