Wangxiang remained in a half-kneeling position, not yet composing, he was thinking about what to do next. Didn't think about what the pen had said to him.

He observed Wangxiang and thought to himself, "This child is very ambitious, and his ability is ..... Alas.... Sooner or later, it will be a big disaster, I have cultivated to the god level, and I have to maintain balance, but after the failure to balance yin and yang millions of years ago, I don't want to meddle in this matter anymore, the bloody rain and bloody wind in this life seems to be different from the past, is there really a variable? ”

Wangxiang stood up, Gong Qi'er touched her neck and walked over, she seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and asked Wangxiang in a daze, "Why are you here?" Where have you been? ”

Wangxiang ignored it and walked away gloomily. Gong Qi'er didn't follow closely, she sat on the stone and whispered, "I know how to have a good gun." ”

Wangxiang stopped, but after a moment he continued walking. Gong Qi'er was anxious and shouted, "Hmph! I really know! A first-class treasure gun, believe it or not! ”

Seeing that Wangxiang hadn't stopped yet, Gong Qi'er hurriedly followed, and hurriedly said beside Wangxiang: "Don't you want to know?" You beg me, oh, you don't ask me, you can do it, you look at me and I'll tell you, hurry up! ”

Gong Qi'er was only seventeen years old, and when she left the house for the first time, she looked much immature, and Wangxiang still ignored it, Gong Qi'er's cheeks bulged, she stopped, and shouted: "It's in the Sword King Pavilion!" I saw it when I was a kid! I've seen it in the painting! ”

Wangxiang finally turned around and said coldly: "Where is the Sword King Pavilion?" ”

"Hey, I'm not telling you." Gong Qi'er turned her back and crossed her hands, looking proud. But no one paid attention to her for a long time, and when she turned her head, she found that Wangxiang was long gone, so angry that she stomped her feet. scolded: "Fool, I'll write it down, and I'll give it back to you sooner or later!" ”

Observing the brushwork of this scene, he patted his forehead, a little angry, and a little jealous, and then sighed long.

Where did Wangxiang know what the Sword King Pavilion was, he flew into the sky with one foot, looked for someone, asked when he found it, and continued to look for it if he couldn't ask.

The pen blew out a breath, turned into a strong wind, pressed Wangxiang to a mountain, the mountain is full of flowers, the pen made a little skill, so that a seed fell into the stone crack in front of Wangxiang's eyes, but after the stone crack, there happened to be a flower in the stone crack, the root of the flower leaked out, is several times the length of the flower body, along the stone down into the soil.

The pen then made Wangxiang's mind sound the words he had said to him: "What is everything in the world?" ”

Wangxiang also heard it, but he didn't react, kicked into the air again, and continued to look for the Sword King Pavilion.

"Alas, this child suffered too much in the first half of his life, and his temperament was too withdrawn."

The pen made another move on the way to the hometown flight. When Wangxiang was flying, he suddenly saw a few feathers, and more and more feathers, as if he had spirituality, in front of Wangxiang put together the appearance of a bird, the "bird" shook its body, and a real bird really flew out of it.

Wangxiang looked at all this, but he didn't stop for a moment, the pen read his thoughts, and Wangxiang only had three words in his mind at this moment. Bizuo said helplessly: "This guy, how much he wants to become stronger." ”

Knowing that no matter how much guidance was to no avail, the pen simply appeared directly in front of Wangxiang. Wangxiang was a little surprised when he saw the pen, and the penwork went straight to the point and asked, "Young man, what are you.... Person? Or something? That's for..."

Wangxiang directly interrupted the words of the pen and asked, "Where is the Sword King Pavilion?" ”

"......" Bizuo was stunned for a moment, "The gun of the Sword King Pavilion is there, and it can't run, but I said it, if it can't get out of the world, no matter how good the gun is, it will be broken again." ”

Wangxiang glanced his head to the side, he was only interested in the Sword King Pavilion.

When the pen saw it, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Okay, you see." The pen pointed out a line, which was visible to the naked eye, stretching into the distance, "You follow it, you can find the Sword King Pavilion, go young man, the gun is there." ”

Wangxiang only nodded his head towards the pen, and then rushed out without looking back, the penwork sat in the clouds, smiled calmly, and said to the side: "Look, I can't help him." ”

There was no one next to him, but after a few breaths, a space opened, and Quan Tianqi walked out and said: "He can't be guided, then he doesn't need to be guided, just put it to death and live later, this matter, only you can do it." ”

"You have to think clearly," the pen smiled, "if that kid doesn't come back to life, but..."

"He'll come back to life, it's fate."

"No, with any kind of time fortune calculation in this world, you can't calculate your fate, you are the children of fate who are out of the control of time."

"On the contrary," said Izumi Tianqi, "time does not control us, but arranges everything for us alone, so we are truly free people." ”

"No, right" the pen seems to know these reincarnators very well, "time is just arranged for you to start and end, or the two ends of each stage, as for how to develop in the middle, you are absolutely free, which is why the method of time and luck cannot calculate you, and the algorithm outside of time cannot determine your fate, you are the outcast of time, but also the darling of time." ”

Quan Tianqi looked at the sky and waited for a while before saying, "You haven't been punished by God, hehe, saying this kind of thing can leak the secret of heaven, aren't you afraid of death?" ”

"Don't you know why I won't be damned?" The pen looked at him meaningfully, "Those who don't know the truth can't be told, and those who know everything, what else is the truth of being leaked?" ”

Quan Tianqi snorted, walked back to the space plane, and left a sentence: "Don't play him to death." ”

Wangxiang passed through the territory of the human race, the beast race, the Tanbu tribe, and the six bound demon clans, and flew along that line for several days, and came to a secluded abyss, where it seemed that no living creature had set foot in it for a long time. He walked along a stream, and saw many wetland scenes along the way, but turned into a peak, and the abyss and half of the stone burst into a mountain, this stone mountain is full of trees, and there is an old stone road hidden in it, Wangxiang jumped on the stone road, but he could not stand steadily, and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

The top of the mountain is an old stone tower, but to climb over, it takes effort, Wangxiang simply flew up with his feet, but the moment he flew, it seemed to trigger some kind of prohibition on this mountain, the scenery in front of him continued to advance, but in fact, he retreated in height, and when he stood still, he had already come to a pier.

He recognized the place, where the Terran lands he had traversed began.

"Hee-hee-hee." A familiar laugh rang out from beside him.

Wangxiang turned his head and saw Gong Qi'er, Gong Qi'er said proudly: "I knew that you would be pushed here, the mountain of the Sword King Pavilion is not able to use energy, otherwise it will be shocked by the power of the Ten Thousand Years Lock Sword, this Sword King Pavilion is guarded by the four tribes of the four major races, and the one who is shocked will come to the edge of the four major races, that is, here." ”

Wangxiang glared at Gong Qi'er fiercely, Gong Qi'er became even more proud, and said: "If you don't use your energy, you can't climb up, I know how to go up, you take me, I'll help you." ”

Wangxiang grabbed Gong Qi'er's neck and said coldly: "Say, or die." ”

Bang..... Wangxiang didn't want to look back when he was hit by something on the dock, but he smelled a special breath and turned his head suspiciously.

It was a small wooden boat, not even a sail or a lid, just a boat made of a few planks. On the boat, there was a forty-year-old woman with a sad face, dressed plainly, but the charm still existed, a pair of eyebrows were full of sorrow, her face was white and her facial features were upright, and her hair was wrapped in a scarf on her head, but she was not rustic at all, but she was immortal, and her figure was also well-proportioned, so she should be the best in her appearance at this age. Wangxiang looked at the sea behind the woman, and wondered if this woman was rowed from the sea in this broken boat?

There is a breath on the woman's body, that breath is familiar and disgusting to Wangxiang, as if it has spanned countless years, he suddenly feels that this guy is the same as himself and his partners, but her age is not right, and there is no breath of cultivation, just an ordinary, slightly beautiful middle-aged woman.

The woman grabbed the wooden pole and stepped on the pier, and asked Xiang Wangxiang in a worried tone, "Young man, have you seen my son?" He should be as old as you, twenty-one years old this year, and his name is Deng Manchu. ”

Gong Qi'er broke free of Wangxiang's hand, touched her neck to look at the woman, and asked, "Eldest sister, has your son been lost?" He's twenty-one years old, four miles older than me, and he'll be fine. ”

"Alas, he's just an ordinary person, he hasn't practiced like you, and his mind is not familiar, I'm afraid something will happen to him."

"Is there a portrait of him?"

"Nope."

"We haven't heard of Deng Manchu, so sister, we'll pay more attention to it later, and we'll help you find him."

"Thank you." The woman stepped forward and held Gong Qi'er's hand, "Girl, my name is Zhou Xiqin, if you find him, tell him that I am looking for him." ”

"And where is he going to find you?"

The woman bowed her head gloomily and said, "He won't look for me, you just need to let him go slower, and I will follow him." ”

"Hey, that's weird." Gong Qi'er still agreed, "I know, don't worry." ”

The woman thanked her again, and then walked towards the land of the human race, Gong Qi'er suddenly stopped her and shouted, "Sister Zhou! ”

Zhou Xiqin turned around, Gong Qi'er blushed, and said: "You are so beautiful, I wanted to say it just now, you are like a great beauty I saw in a painting when I was a child." ”

Zhou Xiqin nodded to Gong Qi'er with a smile, and then slowly walked away.

As soon as Gong Qi'er turned her head, she saw that Wangxiang had left her and flew to the Sword King Pavilion by herself, she was not in a hurry, so she waited at the dock with her hands crossed, knowing that that guy was going to be photographed back in a while.