Chapter 273 Chapter 273 This feeling of wanting to chop anyone is really...

Long time no see.

Cheng Hanqiu almost forgot what kind of personality his master had.

The old ancestor who looks serious and kind-hearted is actually a gossipy and empathetic guy.

There is no need to say such things at this time.

“Master—”

Cheng Hanqiu gritted his teeth gently.

Patriarch Cheng laughed heartily.

He raised his hand, and several talismans shot out from his sleeves, flying fiercely towards Jin Wei.

"Boy, I wasn't wrong about you. You see, I told you that you would stand up again."

He laughed again, and a gray and dead aura was already faintly revealed on his face. His life was coming to an end, but he was still consuming his spiritual power so violently. If his spiritual power was exhausted, he would die prematurely.

But Patriarch Cheng had no intention of retreating at all.

He looked at Jin Wei.

"It's a real shame that I didn't get to see my disciples grow up properly. But Jin Wei, your appetite is way too big for a youngster like you. It's almost too much—you can't suppress that scheming in your heart anymore!"

"What the ancestor is saying is beyond the comprehension of this younger generation."

Jin Wei moved even faster. His cultivation was already higher than that of Cheng Laozu, and at this moment he restrained his emotions, carefully suppressing the excitement and distortion he had just felt.

Hypocritical.

"Just now, I have pointed out a path for Danfeng. Now the demon cultivator has arrived and is entangled with Junior Brother Cheng. As the Sect Master of Xuanyun Sect, I naturally cannot sit idly by. Ancestor, although I respectfully address you as Ancestor, in terms of cultivation, I have still offended you—"

"Back then, I asked the elders at Jianfeng to train your character more, but now it seems that you haven't made any progress at all."

Patriarch Cheng shook his head and faced forward.

The thunderclouds of tribulation were rolling above Cheng Hanqiu's head.

After such a long period of stagnation, the spiritual power suddenly surged, and the power of merit that cannot be easily detected.

Cheng Hanqiu's cultivation level could no longer be suppressed.

At this moment, he was watching the battlefield between Cheng Laozu and Jin Wei.

He couldn't help but recall the past - blood stained the land, and the soil was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

My tendons and veins were broken one by one, and the devil's voice was still ringing in my ears.

When everything is hopeless, this sound comes out of nowhere.

He then returned to Danfeng.

"Boy, you have an extraordinary mind. I told you before that your future achievements will definitely be higher than that of Jin Wei. Jianfeng is now distorted, and only pursues strong talents and cultivation. Many people have forgotten the original intention of cultivation. Their cultivation is indeed increasing, but can you say that they are on the right path?"

The middle-aged man who was smiling at that time was patting his clothes. As a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, his cultivation was restrained, just like that of an ordinary person. His eyes looked at him with a clear light.

"Cultivation? Meridians? Hahaha, it doesn't matter, young man, don't be discouraged, how old are you? Master believes in you, one day, you will stand up."

Once again, stand on top of the sky with these twisters. By then, these guys will have no chance of repelling you.

Although he always disliked Cheng Laozu's character of wanting to know everything, it was precisely because of Cheng Laozu's character that he was able to survive.

Cheng Hanqiu held the cub, which was curled up like a little quail, tightly in his arms.

Will he stand up?

No, Master, he did try hard at the beginning, but his broken tendons and the telescope that he could no longer hold contributed to his drunken life.

The path and the will will be tempered, and he has long been full of confidence.

It was Yan Ning's appearance that broke his closed cocoon, allowing him to see the past again, and he was once again pushed up little by little by those old friends and fellow travelers who fell on the road.

So - it's not like he just stood up on his own.

Finally, thunderclouds gathered above the head, and the first thunder tribulation was about to fall.

Logically speaking, a monk would keep all life-saving magic tools and secret techniques to himself.

But Cheng Hanqiu just lowered his head and busied himself with putting layer after layer of protective cover on the little quail in his arms.

Xiao Yan Ning noticed all this.

He was actually still immersed in the feeling that he had been exposed, but the world or his father was different.

Only after being protected by layer upon layer did he react.

"Daddy, Ningning is fine, Daddy, protect yourself first--"

The little guy was a little anxious.

The well-behaved little face now looks pitiful.

Just staring at Cheng Hanqiu.

"Ningning can't help you now, Daddy, you have to protect your own-"

He is still too young. He keeps saying how great he is and how much he can help, but in the end he can only avoid causing trouble for the adults.

Then, before the little guy could feel sad, Yan Ning was hit on the head by Cheng Hanqiu.

Cheng Hanqiu continued what he was doing.

Then he laughed.

"Little fool."

Not protecting you.

How could he have the mind to overcome the tribulation?

He has no idea how important he is.

Xiao Yan Ning was placed on the cloud boat, and the cloud boat instantly moved away from the place where the thunderclouds gathered.

Zhu Jingfeng was fighting with Yu Feng over there.

Zhu Jingfeng's ghost cultivation had to start all over again after his death, so everything was very difficult and his cultivation was far inferior to Yu Feng's.

But because there are not many ghost cultivators in this world, and Zhu Jingfeng does not follow the usual path, a path that no ghost cultivator has ever taken, Yu Feng cannot figure out his background.

It was hard to part with each other for a while.

Another blow and both sides retreated.

Zhu Jingfeng raised his head and looked at the sky.

He looked at the thunder tribulation and marveled at it.

"Brother Cheng, I thought I could be ahead of you, but in the end you were one step ahead. It seems I have to work harder to catch up—"

First he had to get rid of the resentment, then he could travel around and become a free and unrestrained ghost cultivator that no one had ever seen or heard of. Then he could climb the road to heaven, and in the future he could work with Cheng Hanqiu and others to change the world, which would be considered a perfect deed.

What Zhu Jingfeng cultivated was the merit that cannot be seen or touched.

And Yu Feng received another warning from the book spirit.

He gritted his teeth and took out various elixirs and swallowed them.

His spiritual energy suddenly surged. Although he was still in the late Nascent Soul stage, in a short period of time, he had improved by more than a little bit compared to the cultivators of the same level.

He shouted loudly and aimed at the cloud boat that Xiao Yan Ning was riding on.

The sword energy was as sharp as a blade, turning around and coming.

It nailed the Yunzhou's protective shield fiercely.

"You claim to be a reputable and upright sect, yet you resort to these shady tactics."

Zhu Jingfeng turned around to stop him, but wherever his fingertips touched, he felt a burning pain.

He frowned, watching as the sword energy was blocked by Yun Zhou's defense, and then nailed to the protective magic weapon that Cheng Hanqiu had just given to the cub. The sword energy was about to dissipate.

Someone shouted behind him.

"That pill—"

"Top-grade elixir?! My youngest son was killed in a secret realm. He was murdered for a top-grade elixir from an alchemy ancestor, and the murderer is still at large."

First-grade elixirs are rarely seen in the world of immortal cultivation. Even for the ancestor of Danfengcheng, it would take some effort to refine them and might not succeed. Top-grade elixirs have only been heard of from a certain ancestor of alchemy who died in a secret realm. The eldest son of a peak master of Xuanyun Sect even died because of them. This peak master has been investigating the truth, but has never seen a top-grade elixir come into being, nor has he heard any news about the thief who harmed his eldest son.

I had already given up hope, but now——

This reminds me of what Zhu Jingfeng just said - killing people and robbing them, taking away their luck and opportunities.

The peak master also shouted loudly.

Holding a spear, he came slashing and stabbing.

"Yu Feng, where did this top-grade elixir come from?! You said you've never been to that secret realm! Explain it to me clearly!"

At the same time, the sword energy dissipated, and the book spirit hidden in the sword energy instantly penetrated the barrier with a power that did not belong to this world.

Rushed into the little cub's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Ning was knocked back two steps by the impact and fell to the ground. The next moment, his forehead was covered with sweat. He closed his eyes and heard a strange voice.

When Yu Feng saw that the Book Spirit had successfully invaded, the surge of power allowed him to easily dodge the attack of the Peak Master. He turned sideways and laughed.

Without the pretense he had before, he looked at the people around him.

"Your children? Let me think—you probably died under my sword. You were just two-dimensional creatures in a book, not even real life. Now everything is back in my control. I will achieve immortality by stepping on everyone. This is the path to immortality described in this book."

He was full of confidence as he looked at the thunderclouds gathering above him.

Over there, Cheng Hanqiu had been completely enveloped by the thunderclouds, and the rapid expansion of his tendons and veins left him unable to devote any attention to dealing with everything around him.

Yu Feng opened his arms and casually waved the peak master away.

"Old bastard, your cultivation level has long been inferior to mine, yet you still dream of revenge? That's ridiculous. The world of immortal cultivation is all about the survival of the fittest. The opportunity is there, so why bother seizing it? It's only for those with ability and talent."

So what about the male protagonist?

At this moment, Zhu Jingfeng felt the strain.

He had to step back a little.

This look of concession made Yu Feng even more satisfied.

Since he has already traveled through the book, he is the son of destiny in this cool novel, that is, the new male protagonist. He has been smooth sailing all the way and is supported by everyone. History is written by the victors. After today, no one will mention his past. They will only know that he is the first person to ascend to heaven, faster than his ambitious master.

He also wants to break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage, and the endless spiritual power of this elixir can only be endured by his body that has been tempered a thousand times under the blessing of the Book Spirit. Soon he will break through the Spirit Transformation Stage, enter the Tribulation Crossing Stage, ascend to the fairyland, and become the First Emperor!

Little Yan Ning was entangled by the sound and felt irritated and noisy.

He seemed to be pulled into a strange space by this so-called book spirit.

A book is spread out in the middle of the space.

The book was turning pages slowly, and fonts kept appearing on the book.

"Life outside of books, rewriting—"

The book spirit was quite methodical, and the page stayed on that page. Words kept appearing on the book and then disappearing.

Where is this?

What happened?

Yan Ning stood up vigilantly and looked around.

"Ningning, this is the world of book spirits that captured the logic of this world's consciousness and compiled it into a book."

The lamb's cheerful voice suddenly rang out.

"Don't worry, Ningning."

This little system, which used to be very friendly, cute and lively, now showed a bit of contempt of the higher-level system.

"How could a book spirit like this, messing around like that, possibly comprehend the code of our Plane Administration? Not to mention that as a brand new department, the main system mother has already upgraded our system operation logic to the highest level, even though we are still in the internship period."

So - it doesn't matter.

"Baby, you've completely integrated into this world. Whether it's family or friendship, you've already reached the required standards and are still rising. You've made friends here, found family here. They don't care about your bloodline, let alone what your flesh and blood can do. Just like the many books you've read in the past six months, you've already had a dialogue with this world. Everyone likes you very much."

The lamb retreated quietly again.

"So, baby, whatever you want to do, just go for it boldly. Do what you think is right."

Yan Ning reached out and covered her heart.

"lamb--"

He blinked.

"Thank you, and—"

He closed his eyes.

"I used to hate everything about me, even my bloodline. I wished I could remove my bones and exchange them for blood, so I wouldn't be contaminated by this ancient immortal bloodline anymore. That was the source of suffering for the Yan family's children, but now I can't—"

He still didn't understand some common sense, but he was gifted in learning. He learned to read quickly and mastered the contents of books even faster. This talent made it seem as if he could communicate directly with the author behind the book through the book.

Such blood is not painful.

"My bloodline does not come from the Yan family."

Little Yan Ning got up, walked up the stairs and came to the book.

"My bloodline comes from the immortals who once risked their lives to turn the tide, and also from my father."

The lamb paused, and a small ball of light flew out, rubbed Xiao Yanning's cheek affectionately, and then returned to Xiao Yanning's arms again.

Very good.

It can also restore its accumulated strength more safely.

Yan Ning lowered her head and looked at the book.

There was a sentence written on it: 'Yan Ning, as a supporting character in the book, will eventually become a stepping stone for the protagonist Yu Feng.'

This sentence keeps appearing, disappearing, appearing again, and disappearing again.

It's like I'm stuck here, going over and over again, but there's no way I can write it down in this book.

Yan Ning reached out and flipped the book forward.

He watched countless geniuses who could have changed the world fall and become worthy of this outrageous man. He saw the fortune change and the male protagonist fall.

Yan Ning looked at him and he stretched out his hand.

The small brush that had been quietly staying in the cub's spiritual weapon space suddenly appeared.

The ice-blue brush exudes a chill.

Use Xiao Yan Ning's spiritual power as ink.

He made the first stroke.

"After Yu Feng's sudden death, he traveled through the book and became a supporting character in the world of immortal cultivation. He took away the opportunity of the Son of Destiny and gradually became the protagonist."

The font was crossed out crisply and neatly.

It was a bit difficult at the beginning.

But at the moment of putting pen to paper, Xiao Yan Ning seemed to feel countless hands, holding the small brush, trying to overturn the so-called book.

Shu Ling urgently warned Yu Feng.

The protagonist's identity is lost.

Yu Feng was still feeling smug and complacent, thinking about how to deal with each of them next.

When he heard this suddenly, his face changed suddenly.

What?

Isn't it said that as long as the book spirit enters Yan Ning's sea of ​​consciousness, it can write the variable Yan Ning into the book and change everything back to the way it was before Yan Ning appeared?

Yan Ning continued.

"The son of destiny has all the opportunities and will ascend to the great road."

This sentence was also quickly crossed out.

Yan Ning lowered her eyes and picked up her pen to write.

"There are no male protagonists in this world, only one path after another leading to the immortal path. There are countless people on that path, and how can a few words in a book define their lives?"

The Way of Heaven rolled freely in the sky, and the power of thunder punishment was mixed in the thunderclouds where Yu Feng broke through.

The book spirit was still in a violent alarm.

Yu Feng finally went crazy at this moment, and he rushed towards the direction of the cub.

On the other side, there were rumbling sounds one after another.

The pitch-black thunderclouds carried lightning as thick as buckets and struck down. Amidst the lightning and thunder, the Nascent Soul was further refined.

A little light, brighter than the thunder and lightning at this moment.

It directly penetrated Yu Feng's shoulder.

“Impossible!!! Impossible!!!”

The severe pain caused Yu Feng to fall suddenly, and he landed awkwardly on the ruins of the mountain.

He looked viciously at the man standing before him holding a sword.

"You're just a comparison group for the male protagonist in the book. How can you, a character created by a few words, dare to jeopardize a high-dimensional being like me?! Book spirit!! Book spirit!!!"

"You've read too many storybooks and fantasized too much, haven't you?"

Cheng Hanqiu finally spoke in a cold voice.

"What did you do to my cub?"

Yu Feng laughed out loud, he was about to say something else.

But the next moment, Cheng Hanqiu said again.

"Forget it. I'll kill you and turn your bones into ashes. I don't believe there's anything I can't solve."

Apparently, Cheng Hanqiu had just noticed that the cub had its eyes closed tightly as if in a trance.

"Kill me?"

Yu Feng clenched his fists.

He is telling the Shuling to escape.

It didn't matter - he already had a plan for what to do if everything was exposed, and he had discussed it with the book spirit a long time ago.

If not, then he will step on the praise to ascend to the road of glory, but if there is, it is just a more exciting book plot, just more infamy. Even if he leaves Xuanyun Sect, with the book spirit, everything can start over again.

Just like when he first entered the book.

Didn't he have nothing at that time?

And at this moment the cub has turned to the last page.

He began to write, and despite the book spirit's strenuous efforts to stop him, he wrote the final sentence with the power of all his ancestors on this path - 'This world is not a book.'

This is a real, flesh-and-blood world.

The arrogant will eventually be destroyed by everything he despises.

Yu Feng is too arrogant.

He just felt that this was a world of books where he could do whatever he wanted.

But doesn't he understand?

When he thought this way, he was the person in the book as he called it.

The book shattered in an instant, and a ray of light rushed out of Xiao Yanning's sea of ​​consciousness.

The thunderclouds of tribulation turned into heavenly punishment in an instant.

The moment the book spirit returns to its place, heavenly punishment comes.

Finally able to vent his anger, the Heavenly Dao, no longer bound by constraints, was furious and viciously threw down the Heavenly Punishment with a crackling sound.

With Cheng Hanqiu's sword, Yu Feng's laughter stopped abruptly, his body suddenly fell backwards, and then was chopped into ashes by the heavenly punishment.

That spiritual consciousness was still bound to the book spirit and was trying to slip away in a hurry.

He still dreams of starting over.

But the book spirit only came to tell a fact.

'If the book world fails, you will return to your real world.'

"Huh? Returning to the real world now? Just giving me one chance? You won't give me any benefits when I return? I've helped you a lot after all, like giving you some techniques so I can practice in the real world—"

"The host will return directly to the body of the sudden death in the real world. The body has been cremated, and the host will usher in complete death in one minute."

Yu Feng, who had been unconvinced, froze.

"What?! What sudden death?! How come I didn't know?! No, no, I don't want to go back!! If you let me go back like this, won't I really die?! "

"If the host is willing to give all his spiritual power to the book spirit, the book spirit will find a suitable body for the host here a thousand years later—"

"Here you are! Hurry up! I don't want to die! I can't die! How can I be killed by these characters in books—"

The book spirit was about to move, but the next moment, it froze.

The luck faded, and the prosperity that was forced to last finally disappeared.

Yu Feng's consciousness finally felt the resentment of those whose lives and opportunities he had robbed for no reason.

The resentment and resentment made the light on his body dim a little, and the book spirit was extinguished by someone in front of him, and the book spirit's voice also stopped abruptly. Yu Feng seemed to have seen that shadow before - the senior brother who he had once killed for colluding with the devil -

No, no—Shuling—no, wait a minute—

It shouldn't be like this.

He is the protagonist, he is the one who travels through the book——

His consciousness was being dragged along by countless familiar and resentful forces, being devoured by them like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

The sounds of pain gradually faded away.

In the end, just as he had hoped for others, he turned into a wisp of flying ash between heaven and earth.

There was no more sound.

Yu Feng died too quickly.

Cheng Hanqiu had just made his move when Tiandao couldn't wait to finish him off, sending thunderbolts crashing down one after another.

The ground was flattened by seven feet.

And Yan Ning has already woken up.

He held the brush in his hand and lay on the edge of the cloud boat.

He met the eyes of Cheng Hanqiu, who was looking up anxiously to see what was happening with him.

The cub assumed the familiar posture again, with its pretty and well-behaved eyebrows curved, its chest held high and its head held high.

“Daddy——”

He shouted, waving the small brush in his hand.

"Ningning is amazing."

Ningning said it!

Ningning is very useful!

Since then——

The loopholes in this world were being quickly filled, and the thunder punishment rushed towards Jin Wei who was still resisting.

The next moment, the sharp blade of the telescope in Cheng Hanqiu's hand arrived.

It almost cut through Jin Wei's throat.

Cheng Hanqiu's cultivation is still growing.

Jin Wei was exhausted from dealing with so many issues.

“Traitor!!”

He shouted sharply.

Old Ancestor Cheng was unhappy: "Hey, you are not allowed to call me that, my disciple!"

He was furious and pointed the talisman at Jin Wei's nose.

"You're bullying my apprentice because he has no one to protect him, right?!"

Even the Heavenly Dao over there is not happy.

It had been exploited by the book spirit before and lost control of this world. It was restricted here and could only watch a group of maggots but could not chop them. Now that the restrictions were finally lifted, it could act freely.

Hey, this is the candidate for the new Heavenly Emperor who will be born soon! You, kid, go die!

I’ll chop you to death, chop you to death, chop you to death!!!

The heavenly punishments were deafening, shaking the earth. All the cultivators and other immortal sects looked at this side in horror, not knowing why the heaven was so angry.

In their perception - the way of heaven: divine punishment is majestically brought down.

In fact, the Heavenly Dao was having fun at this moment——

Hahahaha, this feeling of being able to chop anyone I want is just too good!!!

Go to hell!!! Die for me!!!