Chapter 1729 I Am Just Passing by (Please Subscribe)

In Jiang Mansion.

Zhunti suddenly felt a trace of despair in his heart.

He thought that he, a saint, would end up like this one day.

This is really...

It's very ironic.

He was very confused and sad.

When did such a terrifying place appear in the Three Realms?

He had never heard of it, nor had he ever discovered it. Now that he was deeply trapped in it, he deeply understood the preciousness of the outside world.

It really made him dumbfounded. Who could understand the sadness in his heart? That feeling made him despair.

This place seemed like a forbidden place, and he had no chance to escape.

Now it seems that there are all a group of peerless monsters in it.

Although their cultivation is not high, not as good as his saint, he has reason to believe that there are more terrifying existences in it.

Otherwise, he would not be suppressed.

It happened in an instant, which made him laugh and cry, and he had no chance to react at all.

He didn't even have time to display his saintly strength before it ended.

He ended up with a tragic end.

He was so unwilling.

"Am I a fool?"

Zhunti wanted to slap himself a few times, "Why did I come in? Why am I curious?"

He was confused and bewildered.

The Three Pure Ones had clearly told him that there was danger inside and he couldn't go in.

But what about himself?

He just didn't believe in evil and just came in.

In the end, it led to such a horrible result. He really didn't expect it.

He looked strange, and it was hard to understand the sorrow in his heart, "What should I do?"

Now, the big guy inside must have some ideas about him.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to close the door.

But, what about the people inside?

He had never seen them.

It was as if there had never been anyone, and those big monsters were just like ordinary mortals.

Looking at him quietly, Zhunti seemed to be watching a joke.

Looking up at the sky and sighing, Zhunti thought a lot in his heart, "If I hadn't come in, would the ending be different?"

Now it seems that he probably has no chance to get out.

Even if there were thousands of regrets in his heart, it was a foregone conclusion at this moment.

He could never go out again.

The ability of the saint was sealed inexplicably, as if nothing existed.

It was really creepy.

Is there anything more powerful than the saint in the world?

When did this happen? Why didn't the Taoist introduce it?

Zhunti was very puzzled.

But no one answered his question.

It seemed that there was no one in the entire courtyard of the Jiang Mansion.

For a moment.

Zhunti was very confused.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Zhunti suddenly found a figure appeared at the jade table in front of him, drinking tea and writing, so comfortable.

When he looked closely, he felt that the figure was hazy.

He couldn't understand it at all.

His heart was very complicated and hard to dispel, and a curiosity surged in his heart again, "Who is this person?

Could it be...

Is it the owner of this place?"

Thinking of this,

Zhunti walked over slowly and had to bow respectfully and said, "Senior, I, Zhunti, have no intention of offending you. Please forgive me."

He knew that all this must have been done by Jiang Que.

And this existence, Zhunti could see at a glance that it was more powerful than himself.

Although he was like a mortal.

But he knew very well that this person was a strong man.

The supreme strong man.

High above, the supreme senior.

Since he entered the Jiang Mansion, all his cultivation has been lost.

It must be related to the senior in front of him. It must be the senior's hand, and Zhunti probably knows the reason.

He kicked the door of the senior's mansion for no reason. It would be strange if the senior was happy.

This matter is his own fault.

So.

Zunti also quickly apologized, "Senior, it was my fault before. I shouldn't have kicked the door of the senior's mansion."

Jiang Que: "..."

In fact.

He didn't care about Zhunti kicking the door at all. He cared more about Zhunti's rogue attribute.

This person is too shameless.

Zhunti in the prehistoric world is like this, and Zhunti in this Conferred God world is even worse.

Such a situation is within Jiang Que's expectations.

His behavior at this time is just to punish Zhunti.

The kingly way is to use both kindness and force.

Otherwise, the other party does not know how powerful he, Jiang Que, is.

It is for these reasons that Jiang Que appeared.

Zhunti apologized.

But Jiang Que did not respond. Since he wanted to teach Zhunti a lesson, he should not let him off easily.

This is the most correct way.

Zhunti: "..."

He was a little bitter. This senior ignored him.

It seems that he is helpless.

Although the saint is a high-ranking being, when his saintly strength is suppressed, he knows what is going on.

The person in front of him must be a higher being than the senior.

And such a being is definitely not something he can deal with.

If he is not careful, even the saint can't protect himself.

He still has this self-knowledge.

A sad face.

The master ignored him, which meant that his plan was not successful.

This was very difficult.

He was very confused.

How could he offend such a strong man?

Although he still couldn't understand, how could a senior master like Jiang Que who surpassed the existence of a saint appear in the Three Realms.

Shouldn't such a being practice in the chaos?

For example, the Yangmei Patriarch.

This is strange.

Zunti continued to wait, waiting for Jiang Que to forgive him.

Otherwise, he could do nothing.

He didn't dare to shout too shamelessly, because he couldn't shout.

If he angered the master, he wouldn't even know how he died, with his current appearance like a mortal.

If the other party wanted to kill him, it should be easy.

He thought silently.

In fact.

He was very panicked, he couldn't even contact the lead.

Not to mention any ideas.

"It's over."

Zunti said in his heart, "I regret not listening to the advice of the Three Pure Ones this time, and rashly coming in, and ended up like this."

It really shouldn't be.

Zunti continued to stand, but his heart became more and more terrified. He could feel the countless pairs of eyes around him staring at him.

As if they wanted to eat him alive.

Seeing this, his face darkened, and he thought to himself: "I didn't expect that I, Zhunti, would have this day. It's really a matter of fate."

He had never thought of these things before.

Never knew.

What a pity.

It's too late to regret now.

If he had known this, he wouldn't have kicked the door.

Even if he wanted to come in and take a look, he should have knocked on the door honestly.

This can be regarded as a profound lesson for Zhunti.

From now on...

If there is still a future, I will never come in.

I really feel my scalp tingling.

Uncomfortable.

As a saint, Zhunti has never experienced such a situation.

It's really unbelievable.

He was in a dignified mood, and it was hard to describe.

Maybe he didn't check the almanac before going out today?

Or is it because of other reasons?

Or, maybe he didn't have enough luck.

Was he tricked by the Three Pure Ones?

It seems...

All of them.

Jiang Qi still ignored Zhunti. He felt that this rogue guy needed to be disciplined.

It would be better to teach him a lesson.

And it can't be too light.

Lest he become rampant in the future, "He needs to be well tempered with his temper."

You know, he remembers clearly that Zhunti kicked the door of his mansion just now.

He is also very clear.

"Your name is Zhunti?"

After a long while.

Jiang Que's faint voice came, as if it was close at hand, and as if it was far away.

Zhunti's old face relaxed when he heard it, and he said to himself: "Finally he spoke, I can't hold on any longer."

Really anxious.

Now hearing Jiang Que's question, Zhunti hurriedly said: "Senior, I am Zhunti, hello."

He smiled deeply.

In fact, he smiled to complement.

"You kicked the door of my mansion..."

Jiang Que said lightly, with a calm face.

Very calm and self-assured.

As if nothing had happened.

But the indifference in his tone swept up the murderous intent, and the majestic and awe-inspiring pressure on people's minds.

Hearing this, Zhunti said hurriedly: "Senior, I will compensate you. I am willing to compensate you with an innate spiritual treasure."

Although it hurts, although I am reluctant.

But facing a big man like Jiang Qi, he still has to admit defeat and cannot have other ideas.

Otherwise...

There is only one way to go.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qi smiled slightly, "If it is an innate spiritual treasure, it is not bad.

But...

How should I settle the account of you trespassing into my mansion?"

Uh!

Hearing this, Zhunti was stunned again.

He looked ugly.

But now there is no way.

Facing a powerful being like Jiang Qi, he has no other way but to deal with it as much as possible.

Otherwise, it is a dead end.

Facing such a choice, Zhunti's heart is actually very helpless and depressed.

For a while.

It was very sad.

"Senior, I...I am willing to give another innate spiritual treasure as compensation, I wonder if it is okay?"

After being forced to this point, he was also full of sadness.

The West was originally barren, even as a saint, even if he was a high and mighty existence.

He himself did not have many innate spiritual treasures.

Not to mention, he had already bestowed some spiritual treasures on his disciples.

The innate spiritual treasures in his hands now were all pretty good.

But there were not many left.

Such a result made him feel very confused.

It also made him feel very uncomfortable. If he could, he really wanted to complain.

But obviously, he couldn't complain.

Facing a powerful being like Jiang Que, he had no way at all, which was really uncomfortable.

"Then bring it."

Jiang Que smiled and said, "The rank doesn't matter, after all, you are relatively poor in the West."

Zhunti: "..."

He wanted to refute a sentence or two, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say it.

He really felt that he was unlucky today.

Besides, a big man like Jiang Que couldn't go against him, otherwise something would happen.

What if he came to kill him regardless of everything.

Zhunti felt that he had no way to deal with it.

Half of them will die.

Facing the threat of death, he really felt uncomfortable, so it was better not to think too much.

It was quite natural to think like this.

After all, Jiang Que's cultivation strength is much stronger than his Zhunti.

Even if he wants to play rogue, it seems that he can't.

In front of absolute strength, everything is nothingness, and everything is not good.

Knowing this, Zhunti is willing to pay two innate spiritual treasures.

Otherwise it would be even more difficult.

In a word.

As long as he Zhunti can walk out of the Jiang Mansion today, no matter what the price is.

Whether it is revenge or not.

That's all follow-up.

Now, he just wants to escape.

Just want to survive.

As long as he can live, it's the best.

This is the most uncomfortable time in life, and living is an uncomfortable thing.

It's really...

Melancholy.

You know, he has been a saint for many years.

But now there is no way.

Zhunti said secretly, "Sure enough, there are mountains higher than mountains, this time I kicked the iron plate."

A master is a master.

Surpassing the saint is different!

In fact, Zhunti wanted to say, "Senior, I'm just a stranger passing by."