In the next few days, Jun Xie still didn't go out. He went straight to the library as soon as he got up in the morning, and stayed there all day. Without exception, Mr. Jun would move all the books he had read there as usual, and then moved them there.
Analyze it once, and then shake your head, nod, sigh, exhale, feel confused, and be surprised. It turns out that the expressions are still not used up...
In addition, the servants of the Jun family discovered that the young master had another weird hobby: during the day, he could just go into the library without getting out, but at night he liked to sit in the courtyard, where it was the darkest and most empty place.
The light is right where he is sitting...it's really...evil!
However, the servant doesn't really care. Compared with what this young master did before, he is much better now!
That night, Jun Xie sat under a flower tree again, enjoying the thick darkness of the night. A feeling of safety suddenly arose in his heart. Yes, it was safety! For Jun Xie, who once dominated the world,
For the king of killers, the safest thing is the dark night! Only the night is Jun Xie's best and most reliable partner in his previous life!
Looking up at the stars, Jun Xie suddenly had a subtle feeling that he was dreaming. In the past few days, he had roughly read a large number of books related to this world, and he had more or less understood the situation of this continent, but the more he understood, the more
, Jun Xie became even more confused.
If it weren't for the clear records in black and white, Jun Xie would have almost thought that he had traveled back to the ancient society of China. It was so similar! The same skin color, the same accent, the same culture, and the most powerful Tang and Song Dynasties in China.
Clothes from the same era...
Jun Xie groaned, inserted his head between his legs, held the back of his head tightly with both hands, and thought painfully: Why? Why not a certain era in ancient China? If so, how many advantageous resources should I have?
Utilize? Even if I don’t actively change the course of history, I can still use this ability to predict things and survive major historical events so as to seek good fortune and avoid disaster!
Xuanxuan Continent, what the hell is this place? Gold Xuan, Silver Xuan, Xuan Tian Xuan... Xuan Qi... I Xuan, your uncle! Why isn't it an internal skill?
The only things that are the same, perhaps the everlasting sun and moon, and the gentle mist of the night, can give Jun Xie the familiar feeling of still being in his homeland of China!
Jun Xie's face was as cold as a stone, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged painfully. He had the urge to point at the sky and curse!
Suddenly, at this moment, due to the extreme excitement of Jun Xie's emotions, he suddenly felt a severe headache. Even with Jun Xie's unimaginable endurance, he suddenly couldn't bear it. He groaned, felt light-headed and lightheaded for a while, and then...
Suddenly I felt dizzy...
From the eyes, it seems that the whole world is spinning violently, and even the misty night seems to have turned into a crazy and scattered mist. The whole world suddenly becomes so illusory and unreal...
Jun Xie gasped in pain, gritted his teeth, his lips were stained with blood, and his eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, but he held on tightly, not letting himself make even the slightest sound.
Coming to this world alone, all the pain should be borne by myself! In this strange place, I can't rely on anyone! I won't rely on anyone!
Kill, kill, kill, kill! Use my killing skills to carve a bloody path, kill the sky, kill this land! Kill, kill, kill, kill!!
Jun Xie's thoughts were hazy, and he seemed to feel that a distant light suddenly appeared in his mind. The light seemed far away, but it was slowly approaching, getting closer, getting brighter, getting bigger, and getting bigger.
It was clear and eventually turned into a colorful pagoda that was overflowing with light, spinning constantly in his mind. With each rotation, it shot out a hazy, holy white light.
Every rotation would bring Jun Xie as much pain as if he had been reincarnated in the eighteenth level of hell!
His body has long been numb, his limbs have been paralyzed, and his consciousness has slowly begun to blur. Only Jun Xie's eyes turned blood red, staring at the sky, this place, and this strange world for a moment.
Not even a moment!...
I don't know how long it took, but a gust of cold wind blew by, and Jun Xie suddenly felt cold.
It was indeed a bit cold in the early autumn night. Jun Xie thought to himself, and suddenly woke up: I felt the cold, that is, I had a feeling. Didn't I already... stood up suddenly, and then I realized that the cold sweat all over my body was no longer there.
The clothes on my body were soaked several times, and I felt very wet and uncomfortable.
Suddenly there seemed to be a new strange feeling.
I woke up in Jun Moxie and inherited this ownerless body, which could be said to be a kind of time travel and soul possession. Jun Xie was just Jun Xie, but after this painful experience, I was truly and truly with him.
This physical body merged into one, and Jun Xie truly became Jun Moxie, the true master of this physical body!
No longer able to care about cleaning up the mess on his body, the first thing Jun Xie did was to sit cross-legged, close his eyes, sink his consciousness into the sea of thoughts, and realize what he was experiencing in detail. Jun Xie already knew the huge pain before.
That was entirely the fault of the small tower that had integrated into his own body, so Jun Xie concluded that there must be something strange about the small tower. If it was just a simple fusion of the body, it would not have such a painful experience, and there must be more.
It's weird. This small tower is almost the only basis for Jun Xie's existence. If he doesn't understand this matter, I'm afraid Jun Xie will not be willing to accept it.
Jun Xie clearly felt that in his consciousness, he could see a small pagoda with a beautiful shape and colorful streams of light floating in the sky above the sea of consciousness.
As it rotated, Jun Xie clearly felt that every time the small tower rotated, his body's energy and blood flowed clockwise, over and over again, in an endless cycle...
What's going on? Jun Xie looked at the small tower in surprise. This thing was completely beyond common sense, making Jun Xie, a solid atheist, fall into a kind of sincere confusion.
I wonder if I can take a closer look? Jun Xie just thought this, and suddenly found that the small tower seemed to be slowly getting bigger, and then the first door at the bottom suddenly opened, and a thick white mist
He rushed out with a cry. In an instant, Jun Xie's entire consciousness was filled with the white mist. The white mist was so thick that it almost became a substance. Jun Xie took a deep breath and suddenly felt comfortable all over his body. He was indescribably comfortable, and even his soul felt comfortable.
A happy and comforting feeling of wanting to sing...
Jun Xie looked around and realized that he had arrived in front of the pagoda door at some point. Above his head, there were three looming medieval characters: Hongjun Pagoda!
Jun Xie walked in, and it was empty. There was only a dense white mist like a substance. Suddenly, the white mist rolled up, and two lines of big characters slowly appeared: Linglong Nine-Story Tower, the First Skill in Eternity!
Then the white mist rolled more and more eagerly, and suddenly a hazy formula appeared in Jun Xie's consciousness. Just as Jun Xie was startled, there were suddenly countless characters and graphics spinning violently in front of his eyes, and then all of them were like cramming.
A general hard force poured into his consciousness, like a speeding train, suddenly rushing into a small thatched hut! Moreover, there was no movement after rushing in...
In an instant, Jun Xie couldn't help but feel dizzy, his head felt like it was about to explode, and he fell to the ground.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was still lying on the wet and cold land before, but a cultivation method clearly appeared in my mind. Matching it, there was also a human body circuit diagram, and each individual
humanoid movements...
"The Art of Creation!" Jun Xie murmured, a light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly!