Suddenly, Wang Jian's face was full of sadness, he shook his head and said nothing.
Is it really him?
Why did he kill Qiqi?
Is it to cover up some things that happened in Tianlong Cemetery?
For a moment, Wang Jian's thoughts were confused.
In fact, before the man in white robe mentioned the murderer, Wang Jian had already made up his mind.
Prepare.
In other words, he had already guessed that the person who killed Qiqi was Prisoner Niu.
"By the way, can you let me see what happened that day?"
Wang Jian said quickly, thinking that the man in white robe had just shown him the scene of Ning Ci's death.
The man in white robe smiled: "I have revealed too many secrets today.
If you don't believe me, wait until you get to the Tianlong Cemetery and get the artifact Yuan Kong Mirror, and you will naturally be able to see it."
A wry smile appeared on Wang Jian's face: "Even if I see it, what's the use?
Can I take revenge?
I can't get the holy weapon, and I can't be the opponent of Qi Niu.
Although I have the Sky Eye, I don't have the other powers of the Tianming God.
With my magical power and my cultivation still in the transcendental stage, any god in the six realms of heaven can kill me.”
"Let me ask you, do you want revenge?"
the man in white robe said calmly.
Suddenly, Wang Jian was startled, and then he knelt down suddenly and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know what the sage can do."
"I told you that I'm not a Sage, so please don't call me that.
It sounds very uncomfortable to me.
I don't like those empty titles."
The man in white robe said calmly: "Just call me Hong Dao Ren."
Hong Taoist Wang Jian was slightly startled, and said quickly: "Hong Taoist, please accept my worship."
The man in white robe gently waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted Wang Jian up.
"Don't kneel down to me, I won't accept any disciples."
Go ahead, I knelt down just because I wanted a way to get revenge.
I didn’t want to become his teacher.
It seemed like this guy was just being sentimental.
Wang Jian thought to himself.
A hint of joking flashed across the face of the man in white robe: "You said I'm being sentimental."
It's over, I forgot that he can peek into the heart.
In front of him, he knows all his secrets.
This existence above the saint is really different.
Wang Jian's expression changed and he whispered, "I really don't want to become your teacher."
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I can tell you that when the saint sees me, he will worship me as his teacher and ask me to help him realize the Tao, even though I don't accept disciples."
The man in white robe said with a smile.
Wang Jian didn't know what to say for a moment.
He raised his head and glanced at the man in white robe.
He found that the man in white robe was the same as before.
He looked very young at first glance, but in the next second he felt as if he had experienced hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes.
And his face, no matter how you look at it, is not very clear, which gives Wang Jian a headache, like watching a small country movie with mosaics.
"In this universe, there are thousands of avenues.
The heavenly realm is the immortal path, the underworld is the spiritual path, and the underworld is the ghost path.
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Which path do you think is suitable for you?"
The man in white robe looked at Wang Jian with interest.
Seeing the man in white robe staring at him, Wang Jian suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, as if he was wearing nothing in front of him.
"Why are you standing there dazed?
I'm asking you which path do you think you are suitable for?"
"I don't know, please ask Mr.
Hong for advice."
Wang Jian replied wittily.
"Well, your Heavenly Eye has now reached the transcendental stage, but your divine power is very average.
It is difficult to improve your cultivation just by relying on the Heavenly Eye.
It will be impossible for you to defeat the prisoner cow in your lifetime.
You have to rely on the resentful spirit and the wronged soul to obtain it.
You're right, I think you should take the ghost path."
The man in white robe said.
Wang Jian's heart was filled with 10,000 reluctances about walking on the ghost path.
The name of this ghost path sounded not only less domineering than the Shinto path, but also not as auspicious as the spiritual path.
The man in white robe caught the change in Wang Jian's expression with one glance and said: "Why don't you want to follow the divine way?
There is no hope, and the spiritual way is even less possible."
Well, there is no hope for the other two paths.
Wang Jiangang wanted to ask why.
The man in white robe looked up at the sixth level of heaven below and said calmly: "Don't ask.
Just now, Junxi killed Qiong with the sacred golden feather sword."
Strange, one of the four ferocious beasts fell like this.
Five thousand years ago, Junxi used three holy weapons to defeat Qiongqi.
For so many years, he lived in the sixth level of heaven where the immortal energy is abundant.
Qiongqi's cultivation only increases but never decreases, and it is impossible for Qiongqi to practice in the Yang Realm where there is no immortal energy.
In addition, he suffered a heavy injury five thousand years ago, otherwise it would have been difficult for Junxi's beast chain to lock it.
At that time, some of the gods and beasts who could rival him in the heaven were sealed and banished to the mortal world by him.
Now, almost none of them are his opponents.
This guy's wishful thinking is very clever. " Wang Jian's face was full of black lines, and he thought to himself, what's the use of telling me this, I don't have the ability to care about all this, whether Junxi is good or bad really has nothing to do with him, although he almost killed himself with Dharmakaya last time, but that This matter is excusable.
He regards himself as the god of heaven.
Even if he wants to take revenge, he is no match for him.
It is better to do less than to do more.
The man in white robe said: "Boy, I did four things for you today.
First, I reshaped your body.
I'm afraid you haven't noticed it yet, but your body is now almost the same as that of an ordinary god.
It can be said that in the mortal world, No sword or weapon can hurt you.
Second, I let you see your spiritual side again.
Third, I helped you get rid of your inner demons.
I said before that Qiqi's death made you feel unconscious.
Devoured by inner demons and blinded by hatred.”
Wang Jian nodded: "Thank you, Mr.
Hong.
I did feel the changes in my body before.
I don't know what the fourth thing is."
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Although he said this, Wang Jian didn't dare to think too much in his heart, because the man in white robe can peek into the heart. , this guy knows what he wants.
The man in white robe showed a smile, waved his hand, and a long black sword appeared in front of Wang Jian.
It was the Black Evil Sword.
Wang Jian quickly sensed his Dantian and found that the Black Evil Sword had disappeared.
"How did he quietly take the Black Evil Sword from his body?
He didn't feel anything at all, and he didn't notice anything unusual in his Dantian."
Wang Jian thought to himself.
"This Black Evil Sword is an artifact from the underworld.
As its name suggests, the sword is full of evil energy.
There is something fishy about this sword.
It has been tampered with.
The person who gave it to you wanted to spy on you."
"It was given to me by people from the underworld.
They also wanted to use me to get the secret treasure in Tianlong Cemetery."
Wang Jian said quickly, his face full of horror and disbelief.
"This sword is not suitable to be your weapon, you cannot use it."
The man in white robe stretched out his hand and swiped it, and the black evil sword turned into powder and disappeared.
The man in white robe continued: "I will give you two holy weapons, one for attack and one for defense.
But after giving these two holy weapons to you, the fate between you and me will be over
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