Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 487 Uncharacteristically

Just as Cao Wei was thinking about it, densely packed ghost claws suddenly stretched out from the quagmire he had summoned, dragging his transformed Peng Peng and slowly sinking down.

Seeing this, Bingzheng said unhurriedly: "If you don't find a way to escape soon, Decao, you will be buried with this swallowing ghost."

As soon as he said these words, the back of the dark Peng suddenly split open, and a wet-headed man squeezed out from its flesh and blood.

I saw that Cao Wei's muscular upper body was bloodless, and his texture was like a deathly gray.

He pushed down with both hands and broke free from the sticky flesh. He walked slowly down the back and neck of Peng Peng with his bare feet, stepping on the ghost hands like lotuses growing step by step, walking out of the mire of the underworld.

As soon as it hit the ground, the broken peng fell off and sank little by little under the drag of the ghost claws.

Then the Huangquan Mire shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye until it finally disappeared without a trace.

"I thought you were going to stay here too?" Bingzheng asked.

Hearing this, Cao Wei laughed and said: "I am a good person. My life is not over yet, and the heaven and the earth are not close to me. You are worrying too much!"

Having said this, he turned to look at Wei Wu Jiu and said slowly, "Senior brother, just take care of yourself."

If the swallowing soul hidden in Yuan Ling had taken advantage of this turbulent time on Shenmu Island to survive the catastrophe and become a god.

As a result, Wei Wujiu was afraid that he could only stop here in his life because he could not get rid of the swallowing darkness in his soul.

By then, whether it is the human race or other races, they will definitely not be allowed to practice to the late stage of Nascent Soul, lest there will be another monk who swallows the underworld and transforms into a god.

"Thank you for your concern, junior brother, but there is always a solution." Wei Wujiu said slowly.

Although he is in such a situation now, it is absolutely impossible for him to accept his fate!

If he died of old age like this, then why did he kill Xuezhu with his own hands in the Sihai Palace just so that he could live to the end? Wouldn't this become a joke!

Seeing this, Bingzheng chuckled: "No wonder Xuezhu has been unwilling to accept you from the beginning to the end. I think I have already seen your true appearance, senior brother. Although you love her, you love yourself even more!"

"Who is not like this?" Cao Wei said calmly.

There is no infatuated person in the world, it is just a temporary pain.

After the pain is over, no matter how heavy the emotion is, it becomes just like that, becoming light and indifferent, with only occasional nostalgia left.

And as time goes by, the number of memories will become less and less, until you can no longer remember it!

"Junior brother, should you and I go to Shenmu Island to take a look?" Bingzheng asked.

"Is it necessary? Let's clean up this place first. We will make a mess on the main peak of the sect. If the masters and others come back, they may be swollen and stared at." Cao Wei said slowly.

At the moment, they had only fought for a short moment, and the main hall in Qingxia Peak and the surrounding palace attics were all destroyed, with ruins everywhere.

The green mountains all over have turned into withered yellow, and the sight is filled with the meaning of killing, with no trace of life in sight.

In addition, the peak is filled with dead energy, and the evil spirit still exists and lingers.

If left alone, it won't take long for this Qingxia Peak to become a ghost.

"That's right. Master and Master are both kind-faced and evil-hearted people. If they see such a scene, then you and I will inevitably be reprimanded." Bingzheng nodded and said.

"Senior brother, it's up to you to take care of the aftermath here." Cao Wei said slowly.

"I'll take care of it, you can go first." Wei Wujiu nodded lightly.

"Goodbye then!" Bingzheng said with a smile, and then he looked at Cao Wei: "You and I haven't seen each other in nearly two hundred years, how about taking this opportunity to catch up on old times?"

"Where?" Cao Wei said.

As he spoke, he took out a large cloak and put it on his body.

"Huitong Mountain or Tailing Mountain, whichever suits you best." Bingzheng responded.

This Huitong Mountain is the Lingshan Mountain where the sect was entrusted to his training cave after he formed the alchemy. It is the same in nature as Tailing Mountain in Cao Wei.

The ownership of the mountains and rivers is still in the hands of the Qingxia Sect, and they only have the right to use them.

"Let's go to Baizhu Peak. It's closer! But I want to take a shower and freshen up first to wash away the five turbid odors on my body." Cao Wei said casually.

"Then I'll come back in an hour." Bingzheng nodded.

After saying this, he turned into a blood shadow and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Cao Weigang was about to leave, but he hesitated for a moment, looked back and said: "Brother, don't be careless, be careful of this swallowing Ming coming again."

"Thank you very much. If you hadn't come back in time this time, I'm afraid our Qingxia Sect would have had the same old incident with the Lingyan Sect." Wei Wujiu sighed.

"Isn't there Senior Brother Bingzheng?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

As soon as he said this, he took one step forward and there was no trace of him.

After a while, the Cao Wei people appeared in Baizhu Peak and stood in front of the gate of the clan's old house.

However, he did not step in. Instead, he turned his head with a strange expression and looked at the two people in a stone pavilion not far away.

In the pavilion, one of them was a graceful and elegant woman in palace attire.

As soon as the man picked up the tea cup, he saw a strange man with blue-grey skin suddenly appeared in front of his house. He was wet all over, wearing a big cloak and standing barefoot.

In an instant, she saw the strange man's gray eyes full of death. He seemed to be trapped in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and she couldn't help but scream.

However, she reacted very quickly. When she recognized Cao Wei, she immediately covered her mouth, hurriedly stood up, bent her knees and saluted: "Dingxian, the unworthy son of the Cao family, pays homage to our ancestor!"

"'Ding' generation?" Cao Wei said slowly.

"Back to my ancestors, this junior is it!" Cao Dingxian bowed her head and responded.

When she responded, the mana in her body couldn't help but leak out, forming a spiritual light shield, instinctively trying to isolate the negligible amount of the five turbid auras escaping from Cao Wei's body.

"I'm not asking you." Cao Wei looked suspicious and looked at the other person in the pavilion, who was a middle-aged monk.

"Xian'er, you go down first to prepare water for De Cao to wash up." The middle-aged monk explained.

However, Cao Dingxian did not move, but first looked at where Cao Wei was.

Seeing this, Cao Wei waved his hand lightly: "I'm determined to be my senior brother!"

"Junior, I obey!" Cao Dingxian nodded.

As soon as she said these words, she quickly walked out of the stone pavilion and headed towards the mansion. At the same time, she sent a message with her spiritual mind and ordered the maids in the mansion to prepare things for bathing and grooming.

Cao Wei stepped on the red sand with his bare feet, leaving behind black footprints. There was a faint gray smell, and there was a faint smell of burning in the air.

After entering the pavilion, Cao Wei sat cross-legged and folded his cloak to cover up the exposed areas.

After seeing Cao Wei's appearance, Master Dingcheng sighed: "It seems that something big happened to the sect not long ago. No wonder Mingguang told us not to get close to the main peak. Junior brother, has it been resolved?"

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and placed it on the table in front of Cao Wei. "That's right!" Cao Wei nodded and said.

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the tea cup. The five turbid auras in his body were slightly exposed, and the hot tea in the cup suddenly froze into ice.

Upon seeing this scene, Master Dingcheng frowned slightly and asked, "Junior brother, you have become like this. It seems to be extremely dangerous!"

"The main peak is in ruins." Cao Wei said calmly.

Having said this, he put down the teacup and asked, "Senior brother, why are you here? What is your relationship with Dingxian?"

As soon as he said this, Master Dingcheng smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just as you can see!"

"Beast!" Cao Wei couldn't help but shook his head.

"Junior brother, what you are saying is that I am a man with three letters and six appointments. I am getting married by a bright matchmaker. I have hundreds of miles of red makeup and thirty-two sedan chairs to welcome Xian'er." Master Dingcheng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Cao Wei smiled and said: "I think Dingxian is only forty or fifty years old. How old are you now?"

"I'm okay, I'm only six hundred and thirty-five years old. Xian'er's qualifications are ordinary, and the pill formation in this life may be minimal. We can just stay together for a lifetime and grow old together!" Dingcheng said slowly.

"Which lineage of my Cao family does the named generation belong to?" Cao Wei asked.

"From the Gongzhuo lineage, Xian'er's late father called him Cao Yonghuai." Master Dingcheng said slowly.

Hearing this name, Cao Wei frowned slightly and thought about it in his mind, but he didn't have the slightest impression.

Seeing this, Master Dingcheng couldn't help but smile and said: "Junior brother, you have ignored the affairs of the clan for how many years. I'm afraid you don't even know how many foundations and how many Qi refinements your Cao family has?"

"There is no new golden elixir, so why bother so much?" Cao Wei said with an unchanging expression.

"You can see clearly." Master Dingcheng said with a smile.

Suddenly he thought of something, and then said: "But Xian'er's grandmother is called Wenling, junior brother, you should have some impression."

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei thought for a moment and thought of his own descendant Cao Wenling who had danced in the hall when Xuanshen and other five clan Yuanyings visited the sect in the past.

In his impression, this person was still a quirky little beauty.

But if you calculate the time, Cao Wenling should be about two hundred years old in the blink of an eye.

"Where is Wenling practicing now, but has she reached the stage of foundation building?" Cao Wei asked.

"In the early years, my practice went astray, and I ended up in a cave." Master Dingcheng said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei nodded lightly and responded calmly: "It's really a pity."

I once remembered that he also told Cao Gongzhuo to improve Cao Wenling's family treatment and provide Cao Wenling with the resources of the dual spiritual root monks for his cultivation!

But now, nearly two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and those of these younger generations who have not all formed elixirs have already exhausted their lifespan one by one.

Unknowingly, the Cao family has reached the "Ding" generation, and perhaps the following generations, but Cao Wei doesn't care about this.

While the two of them were talking, Cao Dingxian left and came back. She stood outside the pavilion and saluted: "Old Ancestor, it's time to take a shower and freshen up!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei said: "Brother, I'll go first."

"Go." Master Dingcheng nodded and said.

As soon as he said this, Cao Wei stood up and walked slowly out of the pavilion. When passing by Cao Dingxian, he paused for a moment.

Then he said softly: "Old husband and young wife, it's such a pity that a beautiful flower from my Cao family was planted on that pile of old cow dung!"

As soon as he said this, Cao Dingxian suppressed a smile: "What the ancestor said makes sense!"

"Haha! Senior Brother Dingcheng, call me Grandpa Lie and come listen!" Cao Wei laughed loudly.

Before the laughter fell, I saw that the others had disappeared.

Dingcheng Zhenren, who was sitting in the pavilion, shook his head and sighed: "I'm not a wife, I can only call you Grandpa Lie."

Hearing this, Cao Dingxian was about to step forward when Master Dingcheng said hurriedly: "Xian'er, stop! The five turbid qi here are not something you can bear!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the futon where Cao Wei was sitting, which had already formed a layer of frost. Although there is no cold air emanating from it, those Qi refining and foundation building monks are afraid that they will die if they touch the five turbid air contained in it.

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An hour later, Master Dingcheng carefully cleaned up the turbidity left by Cao Wei.

In a certain Yunling hill in the Baizhu Mountains, Cao Weizheng and Bingzheng were walking side by side.

"Senior brother, have you really thought about it?" Cao Wei said slowly.

"Junior brother, what are you referring to?" Bingzheng asked.

"Do you still need me to clarify my words?" Cao Wei said calmly.

"Suanyu is originally from the Suanni clan, what does this have to do with me?" Bingzheng said with a smile.

"This is just for you and me to say. Do you think the gods and monks in the clan believe it?" Cao Wei casually broke off a few leaves on the roadside.

Having said this, the two walked to a boulder and jumped on it.

Bingzheng stretched out his hand and broke a branch, then sat on the stone and drew several concentric circles on the ground.

Then, he asked in a calm tone: "Senior brother, is it possible that people like you still have racial and sect concepts? Don't say so, otherwise senior brother, I will be so disappointed!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei chuckled and asked: "Some rules have spontaneously taken on life since they were born, right?"

"The so-called concepts of race, sect or dynasty, although on the surface they use warm, encouraging or even inflammatory text concepts or slogans in order to make others feel recognized from the bottom of their hearts, in fact they are just a whitewash, and the essence remains the same It's cold, just used to oppress other lower levels." Bingzheng said slowly.

"Even so, you and I are involved, but now it is about to reach the center. Why are you so impatient, senior brother?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

After saying that, he shot a leaf away, hitting the second small circle in the inner circle, and the leaf flew into the stone.

"It's a pity that this last step is extremely difficult. Of course, you have to resort to any means. Junior brother, aren't you the same? Suanni is also a clan, what's the difference? Look at the outermost circle, where all the mortal beings are included. They are just people to be enslaved by others. On the next level, those represented are all Qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixirs, just for people to exploit."

Speaking of this, Bingzheng paused for a moment and then said: "As for the level you and I are at, whether it is the early or middle stage of Nascent Soul, we have just touched some power. But as long as you and I don't become gods, we will no longer be at this level. In the center, there is no freedom in this world, and your life's journey will be in vain in the end!"

"So you are anxious, what are your plans in the future?" Cao Wei said in a calm tone.

Upon hearing this, Bingzheng looked at Cao Wei in surprise and said with a smile: "Junior brother used to avoid me, but today he is a little unusual!"

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