Said I am your ancestor

Chapter 81 Two Choices
"Presumptuous, how can you call out the name of the ancestor at will?!" Daoist Cheng Han snapped, his face so dark that it was scary, "I don't care whose ancestor you are, in front of the ancestor, even the dragon has to give it to you!" I'm holding it!"

As she spoke, the terrifying coercion was released.

The faint smile on Wan Yanzhi's face faded away, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a weak cough.

The three of them looked over quickly.

I saw Shuran Xianjun struggling to open his eyes, his lips squirmed twice, his voice was very soft, but as a cultivator, he could hear it naturally.

He said: "Hugh is rude, hurry up and apologize to Miss Zhi."

Daoist Cheng Han had a look of disbelief.

Miss Zhi?
The ancestor actually called this foundation-building period woman Miss Zhi? !

What is the relationship between the ancestor and this Wanyanzhi?
When Wan Yanzhi heard this address, the smile returned to his face.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't die, you should cultivate well."

However, Xianjun coughed twice and shook his head weakly: "I don't have much time, Miss Zhi don't have to worry about me."

"Why are you running out of time? I think you are doing well."

"My own body, I know it myself."

As he said, there was a dead air between his brows, Wan Yanzhi's expression froze, but Xianjun's condition was indeed not very good, but he had already cultivated to fit, not to mention breathing, even if his body was damaged, it didn't matter much.

But looking at Xianjun Shuran like this, it seems that... he took the initiative to cut off his life.

When Chu Huaiyan and Cheng Han Daojun noticed something was wrong, Wan Yanzhi made a decisive decision, and sent a voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "If you die, you really won't be able to ascend!"

However, Xianjun was startled, and looked at her with a trace of uncertain daze in his eyes.

"Miss Zhi said, do you have a way to ascend?"

"Correct."

"Okay... that's great..." He murmured, but the situation didn't get any better.

Wan Yanzhi's heart sank slightly, he was a little puzzled, obviously he believed everything, why did he take the initiative to cut off his life?

Just when she was wondering, the Immortal Monarch's spiritual sense transmitted voice: "I'm sorry..."

Wan Yanzhi was stunned.

"Sorry for what?"

"I was finally able to meet them and apologize to them." He had a satisfied smile on his face, "Actually, I should have died a long time ago, I should have died ten thousand years ago, but I was too afraid of death, so I lived ten thousand years ago Years, now that I've lived enough, it's time to face the mistakes I made back then, Miss Zhi, I'm sorry."

Wan Yanzhi was at a loss.

"What exactly are you talking about?"

"It should have died a long time ago..." Shuran Xianjun didn't reply, but kept repeating these words.

Wan Yanzhi suddenly remembered what Tie Zhu had said to her. Tie Zhu said that all the monks who participated in that battle died. At that time, Qin Shu was already a Nascent Soul, but he did not. Dead and alive.

Combined with his words, it is not difficult to deduce a truth.

At this time, I heard Shuran Xianjun whispering in pain: "Why, why I didn't die..."

After thinking about Chen for a while, Wan Yanzhi asked him directly: "I'm a little surprised to say that, Tie Zhu said that all the monks who participated in the war died, and none survived. Why are you still alive?"

She didn't use her spiritual sense to transmit these words, so both Chu Huaiyan and Daoist Cheng Han could hear them, especially Daoist Cheng Han. She knew that the ancestor was a survivor of the great war, so she heard the words Later, he became more and more dissatisfied, and his tone was terrible: "What do you mean?"

However, when Xianjun heard this, his lifelessness became more and more intense, and his vitality was rapidly draining.

"sorry Sorry……"

Wan Yanzhi stretched out his hand directly, made a hand trick, and then tapped Qin Shuer twice, the rapid loss of vitality was suspended, Wan Yanzhi said in a deep voice: "If you want to die, you have to tell me before you die! "

Her actions made Shuran Xianjun finally sober up a little, and returned to his senses.

After a moment of silence, he whispered in an extremely painful voice: "I was too scared, so I ran away."

Later, he heard that none of the monks who participated in the battle survived, so he went to see the purgatory-like scene. Since then, the scene has been deeply rooted in his mind, and he keeps thinking about it, no matter whether he opens his eyes or closes his eyes, the scene of weeping blood Always come up.

Every time you advance, you will be tortured.

There is a voice in my heart, constantly questioning him, why did he escape, why everyone died, but you escaped and survived, you deserve to die too!

After a long time, he felt that he really deserved to die.

He should have died in that battle with them, but he escaped halfway because of the fear in his heart. He wanted to kill himself several times, but the sect could not withstand another blow. If he was gone, the rest What should people do?
So, he had no choice but to live like this, but he was afraid of letting others know, so someone blocked the news that he was still alive.

He was afraid of being seen, and knowing that he was still alive, he kept practicing in seclusion until 3000 years later, and he rarely came out afterwards, but everyone knew that there was such an ancestor in Xuanyangzong.

Wanyanzhi's expression was complicated.

I didn't expect this to be the reason.

He should have died in the battle with everyone, but he ran away because of fear, so he felt that he should die, he should have died a long time ago, he should have died ten thousand years ago.

"Old Ancestor, don't blame yourself." Mr. Cheng Handao didn't see the Old Ancestor many times, but in her mind, the Old Ancestor was the most supreme existence of the Xuanyang Sect. Without the Old Ancestor, the Xuanyang Sect would not be where it is today. , nor her today.

The dignified Taoist Lord was at a loss and could not find a reason to comfort him.

"How could you deserve to die? It's natural to be afraid, not to mention...not to mention she didn't die either!" Daoist Cheng Han pointed at Wan Yanzhi, "Yes! She didn't die either, according to the old ancestor. Say, she deserves to die too!"

"Ahem, don't ignore Miss Zhi."

Wan Yanzhi glanced at Daoist Cheng Han, it was the second time.

Then he retracted his gaze and looked at Shuran Xianjun.

"I understand." She said.

"No, no, Miss Zhi doesn't deserve to die. Of all the people, Miss Zhi is the one who shouldn't die!"

"It doesn't matter whether you should die or not. Everyone who lived ten thousand years ago should not die." Wan Yanzhi said coldly, "Damn it, there is only one."

Chu Huaiyan, who had never spoken, asked, "Who?"

"He."

As if heard, the dark clouds that had not dispersed gathered again, and the thunder roared, ready to go.

Wan Yanzhi narrowed his eyes.

It seemed that He had indeed found her.

She smiled slightly.

Immediately, he said to Immortal Jun Shuran: "I'll give you two choices, one, die now, and I won't stop you; two, try my best to provide me with the greatest help, and undo the unfinished things that were not done ten thousand years ago. Done."

So what if he found out, if he was really capable, he wouldn't have killed her long ago with such a threatening aura.

Small actions all the time can only mean one thing.

That is: His strength has weakened, or in other words, His strength has not yet recovered.

What Wanyanzhi wants to do, no one or anything can hinder her.

God can't either!
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