Soul of Negary - 673. Chapter 663 The Librarian's Evil God's Experiences (1)

Soon the entire Sanshan School knew that the new junior junior was a fool who could only read books.

Even Zhu Ping’s teacher, Taoist Qingchi, talked to Zhu Pingping once.

It is not unimportant to say that those Taoist classics, but he is better at this stage to practice martial arts diligently.

Zhu Ping nodded and said yes, then returned to the library to continue reading.

What they didn’t know was that even if Zhu Ping was reading a book, he was mobilizing his internal forces with one mind and two uses.

He practiced twice as long as the others, but the results were less than one-tenth, or even lower.

There are already a series of completed tasks in the panel, and none of the above task rewards have been received.

Now Zhu Ping’s understanding of Qingyu Ziyuangong has almost started with the founder.

The only thing he was short of was that he hadn’t seen Innate Dao Body Skill and Divine Thunder Five Qi Profound Yuan Jue.

“Perhaps I can get the original version of the sapphire and purple yuan gong to reverse the mystery of certain two mythological martial arts.” Zhu Ping thought to himself, now the sapphire and purple yuan gong he is practicing has been deleted.

The unabated version of the exercises contained too many mysteries in the two myths and martial arts. At the beginning, some cultivators went crazy and died, and even some terrible things happened, which made Yuanmang pheasants restless.

Until now, there are still some places that have been set as forbidden places, and disciples are not allowed to approach.

Occasionally, some disciples have disappeared nearby, and they don’t know whether they are true or not.

Qing Chi sees that Zhu Ping loves to read so much, and he has no choice. After he transferred it to book management, he seldom continued to intervene.

Zhu Ping was also happy and quiet, and he read more books in the next year.

For those who are willing to study hard, people will become smarter and smarter.

Zhu Ping had already activated the Flame of Scorching Soul, and his ability to understand, thinking, and calculation ability were all fully developed under the Flame of Scorching Soul.

Coupled with a year of hard work, it looks like a different person from before.

“Are you going down the mountain to take revenge?” Qing Chi looked at his disciple, and suddenly realized that he couldn’t see through him.

At the beginning, this disciple showed some talents and had clues to the mythical martial arts, so he accepted it as a matter of course. After that, he insisted on mumbling and was unwilling to practice martial arts diligently, so he slowly gave up.

Unexpectedly, I came to my door suddenly today and said I was going down the mountain.

“Well, when you come back, I will arrange for you to do something.” Daoist Qingchi nodded and said, then waved Zhu Ping down.

Wearing a simple Taoist gown, Zhu Ping didn’t even bring a salute, so he slowly descended the mountain.

The rivers and lakes of the Tianyuan Secret Realm are not big, and the poisonous gentleman is also considered the number one figure in the evil way. He has the identity of the Taoist Sanshan Sect, and it is quite easy to inquire about him.

No matter how much he said, he borrowed the identity of the little Taoist Youzhen and destroyed the corpses of others. It should be a revenge for him.

More importantly, he can take this opportunity to show his strength.

He likes to read books, but he doesn’t really want to be a nerd for a lifetime. If he wants to go to heaven, he must show his strength. As long as Taoism determines that you have enough strength, then he will definitely send you to the battlefield.

Now Tianwaitian is the battlefield, the Federation collapsed because of the dream, and for resources he must intensify the war against the seventeenth colonial star.

Zhu Ping analyzed the current whereabouts of the masters in the Heavenly Origin Secret Realm, and found that the current Heavenly Origin Secret Realm is far less active than in the past, and many masters are slowly disappearing from the eyes of the public.

The biggest thing recently was the emergence of Siwon Nine Lives, and nothing else happened.

The disputes between the three religions are much less.

Daoist Qingchi probably also noticed something, so he said that when he returns to the mountain, he will have something to do.

“It seems that the federation has put a lot of pressure on the three religions.” Zhu Ping soon came to the original small town and came to the small courtyard.

The surrounding area was a lot desolate, and there was even a lot of dust accumulated on the streets.

It seems that not many people dare to come here since that happened.

Zhu Ping stood in front of the door and paused for a while, then knocked on the door and walked in.

On that dead tree, I don’t know when new buds have grown. A Taoist priest is sitting under the tree with his eyes closed. He seems to be asleep, and he seems to be dead.

Zhu Ping was taken aback and walked over, a feeling of walking on the edge of death appeared in Zhu Ping’s heart.

Because of people’s fear of death, they think death is evil, but death itself is not evil. The real evil happens to be derived from people’s fear of death.

This fear is also the great horror of Siwon Jiusheng.

Siwon Jiusheng has two great calamities. One is the fear of death, because every reincarnation requires a real death. If it fails, it is real death.

And the second is the fear of life.

Life is too bitter, and people who have gained too long will feel a fear of being alive again, and this fear even exceeds the fear of death.

The first few rebirths of Shiwon Jiu were a fear of death, and later it would slowly turn into a fear of life.

This is the case for the poor Taoist priest. His previous Taoist temples have regarded him as the ancestor, and the things once cherished and valued are disappearing day by day, and he is afraid of rushing to live again.

Will the infinite life after the successful cultivation of Siwon Jiusheng really make him feel happy?

As a result, the poor Taoist who came back to life with fear the next time lost a lot of memory and strength, and became a poor Taoist who was almost like a beggar, so poor that he couldn’t eat enough.

After eating the last meal, he chose to die, because of the greater fear of life, which triggered more fears to come.

Sitting in front of the poor Taoist priest, Zhu Ping saw his gradually younger face and understood.

If he hadn’t used the soul-scorching flame to drive away Siyuan Jiusheng, then the poor Taoist priest was really dead, and the fear of life made him unable to live.

His own soul-scorching flame gave him a ray of life, perhaps he found the meaning of living again from it.

Thus, today’s withered trees come back to life in spring, resurrected from the dead, and get a real new life.

In front of the poor Taoist priest, rows of mysterious runes began to emerge.

Zhu Ping’s eyes began to mutate, staring at the line of writing.

“It turns out that mythical martial arts is not just martial arts.” Zhu Ping saw a god and demon from among the runes.

In the endless silt, there is such a baby in a hug.

He is the end of a great existence, but also the beginning of a new life.

Siyuan Mingxuan Xinsheng emperor.

Or call it the final work, the god of rebirth, the gatekeeper of Yongning Township-Nuoli.

Only by passing his test and gaining a new life can he be qualified to go to Yongning Township.

In a daze, Zhu Ping saw the huge silt mass, and the baby opened his eyes and glanced at him.

When he wakes up, the yard is still a yard, the poor Taoist priest is no longer visible, only the dead tree has taken out the buds.

Zhu Ping recalled the principles and principles of Siyuan’s nine lives and left here.