"What else do you want to keep it? Tell me directly. I want to hear what kind of young heroes came this time."
Mrs. Zhao gave him a light look. There was a hint of curiosity in her expression.
"There are five in total. The young master of the Kong family is empty. This person is extremely cruel and has achieved qi cultivation. In addition, the Kong family's clan-controlling technique, "Nine Crazy Yin Girl Art", is extremely terrifying. He is the cultivator who came this time.
Among them, the strongest one.
The second one is Jiang Fenghe, the young master of Baiyue Cave Heaven. It is said that this person has a gentle personality, a kind person, and likes beautiful things the most. If you want to talk about temperament, he is the most suitable one to get along with."
Zhao Xuan obviously had already understood something, but now he talks endlessly, like a few of his knowledge. After a pause, he continued: "The third one is a casual cultivator, and he is also a physical cultivator. He is called Ran Tiancheng
, the martial arts skills are no worse than the Zhao family's skills, and they are powerful."
When Zhao Xuan talked about Ran Tiancheng, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
In the immortal world, there are demon cultivators and immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators are divided into Dharma cultivation and physical cultivation. Dharma cultivation is used to cultivate the soul and soul, and use the soul to display magical powers to drive magic weapons. The powerful ones can almost overwhelm and have great power.
For those who practice physical cultivation practice the physical body and the flesh shell. Legend has it that when they reach the realm of breaking the virtual world, they can break the void with one hand, go straight to the heaven, and become a saint in the body.
However, in the world of immortal cultivation, the practice of Dharma is the most extensive. After all, no one yearns for being able to walk on the sword and go straight to the sky.
How could he be so carefree?
If physical cultivation only cultivates oneself, it is not only more difficult than cultivating immortality, but also requires great hardships and efforts every step forward.
To put it bluntly, physical cultivation is a kind of ascetic monk.
All of the above have led to almost few physical cultivators in the world who can make a move.
The path of physical cultivation is slowly declining. Therefore, Zhao Xuan particularly appreciates the younger generation who have achieved success in physical cultivation.
Of course, you can also practice the dual cultivation of Dharma bodies, but the efforts and resources required in this way are simply unimaginable to ordinary people.
"Who is the fourth one?" Mrs. Zhao became even more interested.
Not only her, but also the Zhao family members here also pricked up their ears, for fear of missing a little.
"The fourth is Chen Ziling, an outstanding disciple of the Broken Star Sword Sect recently. His cultivation is not inferior to the top three. However, this person's nature is too narrow-minded and he will revenge and has his own appearance, but he cannot entrust his life to all living beings.
The beloved man.”
Shaking his head slightly, obviously, he had some opinions about Chen Ziling, but he didn't talk too much, and then said, "When talking about the first four, I have a clear mind, but this fifth person, I have only found out about him in the past few days
The surname is An, and the others know nothing. Maybe it is certain that this person is absolutely extraordinary."
An Pingsheng took out a set of Monkey Wine worth ten thousand gold without blinking for a set of alchemy techniques. Zhao Xuan saw it and couldn't help but remember it in his heart. After paying attention, he found that with his cultivation level, he could not do anything.
Seeing through the opponent's strength, it seemed as if the whole body was shrouded in a fog, and it was bottomless.
After careful investigation, I learned that this person has no reputation in the world of immortal cultivation, as if he suddenly appeared. It was very mysterious.
Zhao Xinlan was very shy about discussing such things that were related to her life. However, after listening carefully, she heard that there was a person who could not even see through his father, and she couldn't help but secretly felt curious.
He looked up at the location of the forbidden area and said calmly: "Who will be? It also depends on whether they can pass the first level - the test of the fog of the heart."
Not to mention some of the strong monks Zhao Xuan and others came this time, but said that An Pingsheng was pulled in by the white mist, and felt a mysterious power that could not be broken free from in the mist. In a blink of an eye, he escaped from Bai
The fog, but the scene in front of him made him stunned.
"Hey!! Here is..."
A slightly frown was a bamboo forest in front of him. There was no monk in the forest, only he was standing. The breeze blew, rolling the bamboo leaves, and the leaves made a slight sound in the wind, and the warning sounded, and they were connected together.
It seems to be connected into a strange song, causing all living beings under this sound to emerge in their hearts.
"Swallowing..."
Amid the sound of bamboo leaves, a fog that came from somewhere mixed in the wind, slowly came, and it became flawless when paired with bamboo leaves.
It was like the sound of nature, like being in a fairyland, which was transmitted into your ears. An Pingsheng unconsciously discovered that his mind naturally emerged with a sense of peace, and a feeling of wanting to fall asleep just now.
"This white mist...is strange!!"
An Pingsheng's mind was only a little dazed, and suddenly came to his senses. A slight light burst out from his eyes. He instantly realized that this white mist was definitely not an ordinary white mist, and there was a mysterious power inside.
“Swishy…”
The sound of bamboo leaves being blown still spread into the ears and into the heart.
Although An Pingsheng knew that there must be strangeness in the bamboo forest and the white fog, he could not stop it at all. They were like a breeze waving, everywhere.
Even if the six consciousnesses are closed, they are still unstoppable and cannot be heard directly in the heart.
"Forbidden area, forbidden area, since I can't stop it, I want to see what this ghost thing wants to do?"
An Pingsheng raised his eyebrows. When the Zhao family came in, they had already said that the forbidden area was divided into the forbidden area and the outer domain. In the outer domain, it was a test for the Zhao family to recruit disciples. Even if they didn't pass, there would be no danger. At most, they would be in a coma for a while.
That's it.
He believed this, and the Zhao family would never dare to lie on it.
So, no longer block it, look around, sit cross-legged in the bamboo forest, close your eyes, and listen with your ears on your face.
When I heard this, countless pictures suddenly appeared in my mind, my mind suddenly became dazed, and countless memories surged out from the depths of my heart like lightning.
The whole mind appeared in a strange place. In this place, he saw a familiar scene, with people and objects, traffic, and tall buildings rising up.
This is not Lan Xing, it is actually his previous life. From the moment he was born, he witnessed his mother's weakness after giving birth, and then threw him into an orphanage. He was only a few years old and tasted it.
All kinds of sufferings in the world, and when they were eighteen years old, they entered society, worked alone, and worked hard in the business world again and again with their unparalleled talents. They established their own business empire step by step.
At this time, An Pingsheng seemed to be in a wonderful situation.
Since childhood, all the things I have experienced have happened again in front of me. This is a dream or a illusion. All good and bad things are presented to me. And An Pingsheng himself,
Just like a watcher, standing in the clouds and watching quietly.
He found that he was not without the ability to act. He had the strong strength of the demon clan and could intervene in the world below at any time.
You can easily change the wrong decisions and make things that should not happen never happen, such as when your mother abandons you.
If he wants, he can easily change the tragedy that is about to happen.
But An Pingsheng has not. He always looked at the things he had experienced indifferently, and happened again and again before his eyes and repeated in front of him.
"boom!!"
When the two cars collided fiercely, the scene of the car accident in their previous life reappeared.
After the car accident, the things in front of me suddenly seemed to be in a long river of time, quickly retreating, and in a blink of an eye, they returned to the moment of birth...
Everything that happened in my previous life actually appeared once, then went back to the beginning and continued to be placed in front of me. It was repeated and constantly cycling and reincarnation. It seemed that it was intentionally attracting An Pingsheng to enter it and change something.
His eyes stared at the scene of his previous life, over and over again, An Pingsheng was still unmoved when it repeated to the ninth time.
Finally, his eyes became more and more vicissitudes and deeper, like a dead pool, and said indifferently: "The past is the past, and cannot be changed. I am a demon in this life. My future has been around again, but I
Leave alone!!"
With one sentence, the scene in front of you immediately changed incredible. All things collapsed one after another in an instant, shattered into countless pieces, and poured into An Pingsheng's body.
"Swish!!"
The originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of impulsive light burst out. The momentum that already existed on the body suddenly condensed and became even stronger.
His eyes were deep, but his heart was particularly calm, and there seemed to be something more. His mind became more determined and unshakable. The demonic consciousness in his body seemed to have been tempered, becoming more solidified and purer.
The power of demon consciousness has almost doubled.
"No matter what past and present life, I am me!"
As soon as the words came out, the heaven and earth were quiet, stepping on the white fog, naturally walking in one direction.