Chapter 7 Exquisite Hongjun Pagoda

In the next few days, Jun Xie still did not go out. He got up in the morning and went straight to the library, and then stayed there for a whole day, without exception, all the books he had read, Master Jun would always move them there, and then After analyzing it once, and then shaking his head, nodding, sighing, exhaling, bewildered, and surprised, the original expressions are still useless...

In addition, the servants of the Jun family discovered that this young master had another quirky hobby: during the day, it’s okay to get into the library and not come out, but at night he likes to sit in the yard, where the darkest place is the least. Where the light is sitting... it's... evil!

However, the servant doesn't really care much. Compared with what this young master did in the past, it is much better now!

This night, Jun Xie sat under a flower tree again, enjoying the dark night, and a sense of security suddenly rose in his heart. Yes, it is safe! For Jun Xie, the king of killers who once ruled the world, the safest thing is the dark night! Only the night is the best and most reliable partner of Jun Xie's previous life!

Looking up at the starry sky, Jun Xie suddenly had a subtle feeling that he was dreaming. In the past few days, I have roughly read a lot of books related to this world, and I have more or less understood the situation of this continent, but the more I understand, the more confused Jun Xie is.

If it weren't for the clear record in black and white, Jun Xie almost thought that he had traveled back to the ancient society of China, too similar! Same skin color, same accent, similar culture, similar costumes to the most prosperous Tang and Song Dynasties in China...

Jun Xie groaned, stuck his head between his legs, hugged the back of his head with both hands, and thought painfully: Why? Why not a certain era in ancient China? If so, how many advantageous resources should I have at my disposal? Even if I don't take the initiative to change the course of history, I can still use the ability of this prophetic prophet to survive major events in history and seek good luck and avoid evil!

Xuanxuan Continent, what the hell is this place? Jin Xuan, Yin Xuan, Xuan Tian Xuan… Xuan Qi… My Xuan, your uncle! Why not internal power?

The only thing that is the same, perhaps only the eternal sun and moon, and the gentle mist of the night, can give Jun Xie the familiar feeling that he must still be in the homeland of China!

Jun Xie's face was like a hard rock, the muscles around his cheeks were painfully bulging, and there was an urge to point at the sky and curse!

Suddenly, at this moment, due to the extreme excitement of Jun Xie's emotions, he suddenly felt a severe headache. Even with Jun Xie's unimaginable endurance, he couldn't bear it, he groaned and became top-heavy for a while. I suddenly felt a whirlwind...

From the eyes, it seems that the whole world is spinning violently, and even the misty night seems to have turned into a discrete mist of frantic processing, and the whole world has suddenly become so illusory and unreal...

Jun Xie gasped in pain, gritted his teeth, his lips were soaked with blood, and his eyes were almost out of their sockets, but he held back, not letting himself make a terrible sound.

Coming to this world alone, all the pain should be borne by oneself! In this strange place, I can't rely on anyone! And don't depend on anyone!

Kill kill kill kill! Use my killing skills, kill a bloody path, kill this day, kill this place! Kill kill kill kill! !

Jun Xie Shen was hazy, and seemed to feel that a distant light suddenly appeared in his mind. The light seemed far away, but it was slowly approaching, getting closer, brighter, bigger and bigger. It was clear, and finally turned into a colorful pagoda that was full of brilliance, spinning non-stop in his mind, and with every rotation, a misty holy white light was swept out.

Every time it rotates, it will bring Jun Xie the great pain that is equivalent to one reincarnation in the eighteenth layer of hell!

The body has long been numb, the limbs have long been numb,

Consciousness also slowly began to blur, only Jun Xie's eyes turned blood red, staring at this day, at this place, at this strange world, not for a moment! ...

I don't know how long it took, a gust of cold wind blew, and Jun Xie suddenly felt cold.

The night in early autumn is still a little cold. Jun Xie thought in his heart, and suddenly woke up: I felt cold, just felt, didn't I already... stand up suddenly, only to realize that the cold sweat all over my body has soaked my clothes several times, and my body is wet It was very painful.

Suddenly, there seems to be a strange new feeling.

He wakes up on Jun Moxie, inherits this bodyless body, or it can be said to be a kind of transmigration, possessing a soul, Junxie is just Junxie, but after this painful experience, he is a real and genuine one. This fleshly body merged into one, and Jun Xie truly became Jun Moxie, the true master of this fleshly body!

No longer caring about sorting out the mess on his body, Jun Xie's first thing is to sit cross-legged, close his eyes, sink into the sea of ​​thoughts, and carefully realize something. The previous great pain, Jun Xie already knew, it was completely the ghost of the little tower that had integrated into his body, so Jun Xie concluded that there must be something strange about the little tower, if it was just a simple fusion of the body, it would not have. After such a painful experience, there must be more weirdness. This small tower is almost the only rely on Jun Xie's existence. If you don't understand this matter, I am afraid that Jun Xie will not be reconciled.

Jun Xie clearly felt that in his own consciousness, he actually 'saw' a beautifully shaped little pagoda with colorful streamers floating above his sea of ​​consciousness, slowly. As it rotated, Jun Xie clearly felt that every time the small tower rotated, the qi and blood of his body flowed clockwise, and the cycle went on and on...

How is this going? Jun Xie looked at this small tower in surprise. This thing was completely beyond common sense, and Jun Xie, a solid atheist, fell into a kind of sincere confusion.

Not sure if I can take a closer look? Jun Xie just thought about this, and suddenly found that the small tower seemed to be slowly getting bigger, and then the door on the first floor at the bottom suddenly opened, and a thick white mist rushed out, and Jun Xie's entire consciousness instantly All of them were filled with the white fog, and the white fog was so thick that it almost became a substance. Jun Xie took a deep breath, and suddenly felt comfortable all over his body, indescribably comfortable, and even his soul had a happy feeling of wanting to sing...

Jun Xie looked around, only to realize that he did not know when he had come to the front of the pagoda. Above his head, there were three looming medieval characters: Hongjun Pagoda!

Jun Xie walked in, and the inside was empty, except for the substance-like white fog. Suddenly, the white fog rolled up, and slowly two lines of characters appeared: Linglong nine-story pagoda, the most ancient One hit!

Then Bai Wu became more and more eager to roll, and suddenly a hazy formula appeared in Jun Xie's consciousness. Jun Xie was just stunned, and suddenly countless characters and graphics spun violently in front of him, and then his brain was like a cramming duck. The general hard poured into his consciousness, like a speeding train, suddenly rushed into a small hut! Moreover, even after rushing in, there was no movement...

In an instant, Jun Xie couldn't help but feel dizzy, as if his head was about to explode, he fell to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was still lying on the wet and cold land before, but a training formula clearly emerged in my mind, and the matching diagram of the human body, as well as one by one The humanoid action...

"Kaitian Good Fortune!" Jun Xie murmured, a light flashed in his eyes, and his fists could not help but clench tightly!