Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

When the white light dissipated, there was another cave in front of me. It was deeper and deeper than the place before, and the aura was stronger, but it was condensed and not scattered, and it seemed that it was not connected to the outside world. There are stone walls on the left and right and behind, there is only one passage in front.

Wen Xuan stabilized his mind, raised his foot to step out of the teleportation formation, and suddenly clicked and stepped on something.

He looked down, but it was a jade medal. Most of it is buried in the soil and seems to be quite old. When he picked up the jade plaque from the ground and blown off the floating ash, he found that the outer layer of the jade plaque had not faded with time. The hazy halo even illuminated the surroundings for an instant, which was obviously a piece of treasure.

As soon as the divine sense touched this jade card, a piece of information emerged in Wenxuan's sea of ​​knowledge.

The first line of words: I feel the fate, know that the thunder is coming, and the success or failure of the journey of cultivating the Tao for thousands of years depends on this.

As soon as he saw it clearly, Wen Xuan's heart suddenly trembled. Was it the thing left by the predecessor who was about to cross the catastrophe? You know, this Beiningzhou has not appeared in tens of thousands of years.

Continue reading, it is this line of words: I have no more nostalgia in this world, but unfortunately I have never met a destined person in my life, and I have no inheritance of what I have learned. So dig this hole, leave some things outside of the body here, and those who are predestined can take them by themselves.

Suddenly, when such a big piece of pie fell, Wen Xuan took a breath of air-conditioning, but calmed down a bit. He suppressed the huge waves surging in his heart, squeezed the jade card firmly, withdrew his divine consciousness, and began to walk along the only path.

Jian Jian is one step ahead of him, and it should be right now.

Wen Xuan walked less than a few steps, turned a corner, and really saw this young man waiting here.

There is a ban on the front, blocking the two people's path. It is flat like a mirror, with light patterns flowing on it. Jian Jian raised one hand in front of him, his five fingers curled up, his expression was cautious, and he was facing this restriction. A cold sweat dripped from the boy's forehead, which obviously took a lot of effort.

At the same time, his other hand was behind him, and he made a fist. Hearing Wen Xuan's footsteps, he only loosened his five fingers and unfolded his hand.

Wen Xuan was slightly surprised: This kid is still dabbling in the way of prohibition?

He didn't disturb him, but first took a closer look at the restriction. Wenxuan has been practicing for several decades, and he has taken a very orthodox path. All of them have only a little understanding of Fuzhen Danqi and others, and have never studied in depth. In the face of this restriction, he can only use the breath it emits to roughly judge the intensity of it to be able to deal with in the Ning Yuan period, and how to deal with it is somewhat uncertain.

While thinking, Jian Jian suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, and finally stopped the calculation in his hands.

"How?" Wen Xuan asked him.

Jian Jian shook his head depressed, his head pulled up like a wilted cabbage.

Wen Xuan smiled, not surprisingly. After all, this kid is only in the Qi-refining period, and he is young. Even if he has some contact with the way of prohibition, he will be in contact for a few years at most. I want to untie this one, but it's still tender.

"Senior brother," Jian Jian raised his head again, "you are still following." As soon as he said this, his eyes brightened again.

Wen Xuan let out a dry cough, slightly concealed the embarrassment, and then handed the jade card over, "Did you notice this when you came?"

Simply lowered his eyes and glanced, without answering, he asked, "Brother believe in the excuses?"

"Can't believe it." Wen Xuan said.

"Because this cheap is too big?" Jian asked with a smile.

Wen Xuan nodded and said decisively, "There must be fraud."

Simply listening to him say this, his face is still smiling, but there is a little helplessness in his smile, "Brother, you have a temper, I don’t know whether you should be cautious or suspicious... but you clearly have Such a temperament, but on the contrary..." He said this halfway, and then shut up.

Wen Xuan couldn't help asking, "But what?"

"Believe others." Jian Jian said the remaining half.

"..."

Wen Xuan twitched his cheeks suddenly, trying to say something, but he couldn't really say anything. He almost didn't want to talk to this junior at once. Reluctantly, this place is empty, with only two living people.

He had to continue to discuss with Brief, "Do you believe this jade medal?"

"Believe it or not is one thing." Jian Jian asked, "I have seen this jade card. If I just go back empty-handed, can I be content?"

Well, Wen Xuan had to admit that he would not be willing. If it was so easy to be willing, he would not follow behind and step into the teleportation formation and came here.

The two turned their heads again and looked at the restriction together. In any case, they have to solve it first.

But if the person who placed this ban is the same as the one who left the jade medal, what is the purpose of the ban? Preventing people from going, or is it a test of the so-called "destined people"? Wen Xuan condensed the ice blade in his hand, thinking about it in his heart, hesitating whether to tentatively attack.

And after taking such a short break, it has already slowed down. He flicked the jade bracelet on his wrist again and took out a magic weapon from it.

It was a palm-sized disc with patterns carved on it. Before Wen Xuan had time to take a closer look, he simply squeezed it into his palm, revealing only the empty back. Just looking at the back, you can also see that this magical artifact is introverted and is obviously top-grade.

Simply clasping this magic weapon, he began to calculate and deduct it again. He put his other hand behind his back again, still making a fist.

This time Wenxuan found something wrong. The simple aura of the whole body was amplified by this magical artifact, exuding a mysterious aura. Wen Xuan had seen others put a ban on it, but it was not like this at all. And a similar breath Wenxuan has also seen. The cultivator never forgets, even if he only met once by chance, Wen Xuan actually found it from the depths of his memory-that was when he was just building the foundation, wandering away, and chanced to see a family prophet deducing the secret. ...

This kid is not deducing that prohibition! It is deducing a secret!

Wen Xuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he was about to stop it, but saw that the simple forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he was obviously deducing to the pass. At this time, it happened to be impossible to interrupt.

After a while, Jian suddenly shook the magic weapon severely, and stretched his other hand from behind to front of him, fingertips pointing at a point on the restriction, "Brother! Attack here!"

At this time, his face was flushed, and blood even oozes from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Xuan did not dare to delay, an ice blade hurriedly threw it over and fell to the point that was simply pointed out, and it rang like a wind chime. A ripple rose from the mirror-like restraint, and the ripple opened a crack, and then the crack opened more and more, and a big mouth was really broken after a short while.

This simple deduction is actually effective so far.

Wen Xuan was slightly surprised, and when he looked back, he saw that Jian Jian just squirted out of blood foam from his mouth, and his whole body was about to stand unsteady. This kid was still trying to figure out what he was still deducing.

"Junior Brother Jian!" Wen Xuan was anxious and angry, as he lifted his steps, he was about to rush over.

"Stay there!" Jian Jian shouted loudly, "Don't move!"

Wen Xuan was taken aback, and from the corner of his eyes, he looked aside, and saw that the restriction did not continue to collapse after breaking the mouth, but there were faint signs of recovery. This discovery made his teeth clenched, and he really didn't dare to act rashly. In case of failure, the hard work before the simplicity is in vain.

"Brother," simply leaning against the stone wall, said again, "take two steps to the left."

Wen Xuan had no choice but to follow suit.

He couldn't help thinking, obviously he had raised that kid by two levels, how to fight from the beginning, but he has been listening to that kid.

"Brother," adjusted his breathing briefly, "Stand back one step further."

When he said something, Wen Xuan moved obediently.

"It's now!" Simple shouted, "Be careful!"

As soon as Wen Xuan was on guard, he saw a bright spot flashing by after restraining the hole, and it flew in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye. I don't know what it is, it's incredibly fast. Coincidentally, Wen Xuan was standing in the aisle of this thing.

There is no need for the next sentence, Wenxuan already knows how to do it. He protected his hands with aura and suddenly caught the thing.

It fell into the palm of his hand, the thing still bounced, I don't know how vibrant it is. This is a light ball the size of a thumb. It looks soft and cute, but it exudes a cold and sharp aura. Even Wen Xuan's hands protected by aura are cut a little bit painful.

Wen Xuan hurriedly transported more auras over, wrapping the light group layer by layer.

There, Jian finally took a long sigh of relief, reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and quickly began to adjust his breath.

But Wen Xuan trapped the light group for a while, the light group still beating, and desperately breaking free all the time. Wen Xuan couldn't help being fierce as well, pouring sharp fighting intent into his aura, turning the spirit into a whip, and lashing it fiercely.

In the end, this light group was really a bully and fearful of hardship. After being beaten up like this, he immediately became honest. The previous enthusiasm had disappeared without a trace, only knowing that he was curled up in Wen Xuan's hands and shivered.

Wen Xuan was afraid that it would pretend to be honest, so he dared not stop the offensive, and drew two more whips.

As a result, after two whips down, the light group sobbed, and unexpectedly released its own spiritual sense, penetrated into Wen Xuan's spiritual energy, and took the initiative to contact Wen Xuan's spiritual sense.

Spiritual knowledge!

Wen Xuan was stunned. You know, he has cultivated the Tao for so many years, except for the things used by the elders of the sect, he has really never seen anything with spiritual sense.

Once a magical tool is born, it can be said to be ascending to the sky in one step. But ordinary magical instruments cannot produce spirits, and ordinary monks cannot encounter magical weapons. If Wenxuan caught it casually like this, it was simply unlucky luck.

No, it was not caught casually.

Wen Xuan turned his head and looked at the simplicity of adjusting his breath still in the corner. Now, how can he not know that the reason why he can grasp this magic weapon depends on the desperate calculation of this junior brother before.

Now that I have simply adjusted my breath for so long, it looks a bit stronger than before, but my complexion is still very pale.

He found that Wen Xuan was looking at himself, opened his eyes and saw this scene, he was immediately overjoyed, "Brother, have you caught it?"

Wen Xuan nodded, then looked at the light ball in his hand, his eyes flashed by reluctantly, and then he took it and walked towards Jian, "This magic weapon...It's you..."

"You caught it, you really caught it!" Jian Jian did not listen to what Wenxuan was saying. He was already excited and forgetful, and he only had to smile up to the sky, "I succeeded... I knew it, I did. Success again..."

Wen Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, "You caught it."

Jian Jian recovered from the joy of his heart. After watching Wen Xuan for a while, he understood what he meant, and then smiled slightly, "I'm afraid I can't accept it now."

Wen Xuan paused and frowned. This is indeed a big problem.

"Brother, why don't you talk to it first?" Jian Jian said again.

Wen Xuan did so again, without reflecting on why he was so obedient again.

That light group was very honest now, and Wen Xuan asked about it, and it poured out its own situation like a bean. It turned out that Wenxuan was happy before. Although this light group was a magic weapon, it did not know when it was seriously injured and was imprisoned here for so many years. It has now degraded to the level of a magic weapon with spiritual sense, and it is not known how to recover.

This fact seems a bit disappointing, but when I think about it, otherwise, it might not be so easily subdued by Wenxuan.

After another exchange, Wen Xuan's eyes lit up again.

This guy is actually a flying sword. But looking back on the cold spirit before, this fact is actually reasonable. It's just that it has now degenerated to such an appearance, it can only be called a sword embryo.

As we continued to communicate, Wen Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

It is not only a flying sword, but also a flying sword with extreme water attributes. It fits well with Wen Xuan's root of extreme water, and it seems to be tailor-made.

It is precisely because of this level that this sword embryo does not reject the idea of ​​recognizing Wenxuan as the master. But if Wenxuan wanted to pass it on to others, it was not happy.

Of course, to be honest, even if it is willing, Wen Xuan is not willing to be willing now.

Who would have thought that there should be such a suitable thing in the world.

"Junior Brother," Wen Xuan sighed, and when he looked at Jian, there was already a little shame in his eyes, "Then I will..."

Ji smiled and urged, "Brother, please accept it soon."

Now that the magic weapon has been agreed, the matter of acknowledging the Lord would not take much effort. I saw Wen Xuan put his index finger between his lips, bit out a drop of blood, and dropped it on the light ball. Then the light group suddenly lit up, and flew out of Wen Xuan's hand, coiling around Wen Xuan's side.

The moment it succeeded in acknowledging the Lord, the prohibition shook suddenly and unexpectedly began to collapse automatically.

Wen Xuan looked for a moment, then shook his head and walked to Jian Jian's side.

"Brother, how is it?" Ji smiled a little smugly, "I really didn't let you down, did I?"

Wen Xuan did not speak, but suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Simply surprised, he quickly pulled his wrist back, but he couldn't match Wen Xuan's strength.

The wrist trembled in Wen Xuan's hand. She trembled uncontrollably because of her strength. There are two rows of obvious nail marks on the inner side of the palm that you can't hold.

This is the left hand he likes to carry behind his back. Of the two rows of nail prints, one row was pinched by himself while waiting for Wen Xuan, and the other row was pinched by himself when he was desperately deducing just now. Because of the tension, both fingerprints were pinched very hard.

"Do you think I won't pay attention to your little actions?" Wen Xuan sighed softly, "Why always put on a strategizing look? You don't have a clear heart."

Yes, Jian Jian has no bottom line. He was actually very nervous, as it was just now, and it was the same when facing the third-level monster before. Although he knows some things better than others and has a little more certainty, he is also betting on his life.

Wen Xuan looked at the fingerprints in his palm, and recalled the slight uncontrollable shaking of his hands when he escaped from under the monster beast.

Such an incredible junior, but there will be such a time. Fragile to be a little real, and real to be a little cute.

"Do you really have nothing to ask for if you do this?" Wen Xuan looked at him and asked.

He pursed his lips briefly, lowered his head, and his two eyes rolled around, obviously thinking about the words.

Wen Xuan suddenly lost interest. He didn't want to listen to the words he made up after thinking.

He let go of his simple hand, "Forget it, when I haven't asked."

Anyway, if this kid really has any other purpose, he will know it sooner or later.

Then Wen Xuan stood up straight and looked towards the unobstructed path. The gains from this trip have been great, and the risks ahead are still unknown. Return or continue, this is a question. He looked at Jian again, waiting for the other party's choice.

Jian Jian stood up on the wall, obviously decided to continue.

But speculation that the consumption of the heavenly secret is too great, and he just staggered and almost fell down just after he couldn't take a step. Fortunately, Wen Xuan was standing next to him and quickly gave him a hand.

"Thank you, brother." Jian Jian leaned against the inside of Wen Xuan's arm, holding Wen Xuan's arm, thanking him very softly.

He couldn't bear the temperature of Wenxuan's arms, and he would inevitably stand up a little late.

As a result, Wen Xuan thought that he really couldn't even stand upright, so he bent down and took his other hand from behind the boy's knee. Under the dumbfounded look of this kid, he lifted him sideways and put him on hold. In his arms.

"I'll take you over to see first, and if there is something wrong, I will run right away...what's the matter with you?" Wen Xuan was halfway through his words, only to find that he looked like a ghost.

After Wen Xuan looked at it this way, Jian Jian came back to his senses, his head suddenly tilted outward, and his eyes didn't know where to fall in the corner of the wall.

When Wen Xuan saw his look change, he felt even stranger than before.

...Boy, why are you blushing?