Prehistoric life

When Zhou Cheng woke up leisurely, he found that the clothes on his chest were covered by a sloppy master in his hands.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

He was still a little confused and couldn't remember what happened before. Vaguely, he felt that his face was swollen, hot and painful.

Under the stimulation of pain, he suddenly remembered some things that happened before he fell into coma, and woke up with a start.

"Didn't those people in purple clothes come in?"

A lot of them were killed inside, but there were still some outside.

The sloppy old man shook his head: "No, although these demons are brave and not afraid of death, they are also mindless guys. They only know how to execute orders and don't know how to adapt. Those outside know how to guard and prevent people from coming in.

, those inside know that if you don’t succeed, you can never get out.”

"Are there such...personalized people?" Zhou Cheng almost burst into laughter, then asked again: "Didn't you say these people come from the abyss? Why do they feel like us?"

He heard Sun Jiuyang say that the rulers of the abyss were demons, but he didn't expect that the demons actually looked like humans.

"What do you think the Demon Clan looks like?" the sloppy old man asked.

"This...six legs, three heads, seven or eight hands..." Zhou Cheng just described it for a few words, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be talking about a monster!

"There are also the ones you mentioned, but the demon race is actually a general term, a fallen race. A single thought can turn you into a demon, whether it is a human race, a dragon race, a unicorn race, a phoenix race, a so-called fairy race, or even a psychic monster.

Everyone can become a demon, the difference is just a thought."

"These people in purple are fallen immortals, that's why they look a lot like us."

After listening to the sloppy old man's explanation, Zhou Cheng's face froze slightly: "No way, the immortal race is the human race. Could it be that we humans will become such idiots after they fall? It's so embarrassing!"

The sloppy old man shook his head: "It's not always like this. One thought can turn into a devil, but there are many ways to become a devil. Some people become devils because they have self-created devilish thoughts in their hearts."

"Some people have done too many evil things, and when they encounter great joy or sorrow, they are controlled by their inner demons and become demons. In the past, people thought that their inner demons were heavenly calamities, but now it seems that this is not always the case. Inner demons must be

What you have crossed is actually your own threshold.”

"There are also some people who think they are not talented enough and want to get stronger strength, so they sell their souls and become demons. Such people are the most pitiful. Although they have become stronger, they have lost themselves and become what we are looking at.

kind."

It turns out that this is a person who has lost himself for the sake of strength. No wonder.

Zhou Cheng asked again: "Which kind of demon is the strongest?" People often say that immortals and demons are incompatible, and you may encounter them one day, so it would be better to ask more clearly.

"The first type is those who become demons themselves. It is said that all things are Tao, and demons are also Tao. This kind of demons can see relatively thoroughly. They clearly understand what they are doing and what consequences it will cause. Every such demon is the Tao.

Demons all follow their own path, so they are very powerful. When you encounter such demons, you should be careful at last."

After saying this, the sloppy old man threw another small yellow flag over: "Take it, Wuji Xinghuang Flag. This flag is the most useful and has strong defense. If it can be fully activated, plus the other four flags, the innate

Undefeated."

Zhou Cheng has always omitted a lot of what others said, so he heard the words "Innately Invincible". He likes to fight in this kind of fight. Even if he can't win, he won't suffer any loss. This was the case in Xinghe City in the past, with the second lady as his backer.

No matter what you do, you are not afraid of losing money. Unfortunately, now that you have come to the spiritual world, the glory of the past is gone forever.

Putting away the Wujixinghuang flag, Zhou Cheng nodded: "Thank you for the advice, master. But master, you know so many things, why don't you find time to tell me them all, otherwise I will always be like a fool, and it will be too easy to give up when I go out."

You are in disgrace."

Listening to Zhou Cheng talking about this, the sloppy old man suddenly became extremely arrogant: "Your master, I know everything. If I really want to teach you, it won't be a problem to teach you continuously for hundreds of years. Are you sure you really want to teach me?"

Listen? I have no objection?"

"Uh!" Zhou Cheng was dumbfounded, then shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I just need to know something I need to know."

The sloppy old man nodded: "If you want to know something, you have to ask. If you don't ask, I won't be able to teach you! Fortunately, I am a patient person. No master likes a disciple like you who doesn't know how to ask questions and doesn't want to make progress.

"

"I want to know my life experience, and why only I can use this rusty sword. Who are you..." Zhou Cheng immediately asked a bunch of questions.

He has always believed that the sloppy master knows his life experience, and he just changed the subject deliberately last time. And the matter of the rusty sword is also a mystery. Although the sword belongs to him, he cannot refine him into the true energy and spiritual consciousness.

It can only produce induction.

In other words, I have only been recognized by the sword, rather than truly turning it into my own. Maybe it is a bit obedient to let a rusty sword look at me with admiration, but why this rusty sword looks at me with admiration is definitely still

Need a reason.

After asking the question in his mind, Zhou Cheng looked at the sloppy old man hopefully, waiting for his answer.

Unexpectedly, there was no answer, but what was waiting for him was a big slap directly on his head.

After the beating, the sloppy old man cursed again: "What a rotten kid. If you don't practice Kung Fu well, you only know how to ask questions and ask about meaningless things! I've never seen anyone so annoying. You can be a good disciple by talking less and practicing Kung Fu more."

, do you understand?"

"You..." Zhou Cheng vowed that if he could beat him, he would never give up.

The sloppy old man suddenly turned behind him and grabbed the clothes on his back: "I'll leave you alone. I'll tell you something when it's time to tell you. It's time to go through the tribulation period. Go to Beiyue quickly."

Feng, if you take Canglang Jue, your merits will be complete in the first stage."

After saying this, he took Zhou Cheng and flew upwards.

After leaving the cave, they found that there was chaos outside. The men in purple guarding outside were actually fighting with the Suyun Sect.

These people in purple clothes were originally hiding around, but after Zhou Cheng and the others entered, these people waited outside stupidly, and had no serious aura of hiding, so they were naturally discovered by the people of Suyun Sect.

The fight was now in full swing. An old man in yellow robes with an indistinguishable beard and hair led people from the Suyun Sect in a fierce attack. There were only about forty people in purple clothes, and they were already defeated, suffering serious casualties.

The sloppy old man didn't know what method he used, but he dragged Zhou Cheng from the cave to the mountain guarding formation in an instant like a ghost, without anyone seeing him.

After leaving the formation, they dragged Zhou Cheng all the way to the northeast.