Superstar [comprehension]

Chapter 137 Dreaming in the Realm of Cultivation

"Scatter thousands of gold."

The general who left the Emperor's Palace never returned to the private plane immediately, and he rode the black dragon directly to Sanqianjin's usual residence.

Jiang Jue's luck is not bad, San Qianjin didn't go out to drink and have fun today, but was concentrating on dealing with the affairs of the Gold and Silver Sect.After all, his life has not been easy these years, so he doesn't have so much free time to taste all the fine wines in the world.

"... Will die?!" In fact, Sanqianjin had already had a premonition when he saw the huge black dragon circling in the sky.However, when he really saw the figure jumping off the black dragon clearly, he still froze there uncontrollably.

It's not that he's not calm enough.Anyone who sees a friend who has disappeared for ten years without knowing his life or death suddenly reappears in front of him, will he not be indifferent to it?

"Hahaha! It's really you! A few days ago, I heard that someone saw the existence of a suspected bone hunt, and I wondered if you were alive. Looking at it today, you really don't die so easily!"

At first glance, San Qianjin was quite excited when he saw the end, but when the joy of reuniting after a long absence gradually faded, he began to feel strange: "Speaking of which, you are already a real immortal, right? What about your recovery?" How could the speed be slower than Xun Bone?"

Jiang Juewenyan's brows slightly moved.Then he turned his wrist and took out two jars of good wine, threw one jar to Sanqianjin, and drank the other jar by himself.

After he drank most of the wine, he said indifferently, "Because I don't have any medicine."

After Sanqianjin heard this, he took a sip of wine and choked on his throat.After he finally swallowed the drink, he immediately looked at Jiang Jue with a face full of disbelief:

"Aren't you fucking kidding me? You know you're going to fight to the death with Bone Xun, but you don't even have any medicine on you? What exactly is in your space ring, air?!"

Seeing this, Jiang Jue shook the wine jar in his hand at Sanqianjin indifferently.The answer is already obvious, most of the space in his ring is filled with the alcohol in his hands that makes him drunk.

"It's because of your fate... What is the purpose of you coming to me today? With your unique temperament, it is impossible to come to tell me that you are safe."

Sanqianjin didn't want to say any more on this topic.Because this guy, Jiang Jue, is clearly used to death, but he can't die no matter what because of his physical fitness, which is far stronger than that of a beast.

This obvious fact has nothing to say at all.Anyway, apart from Changsheng, there is no other person in this world who can make Jiang Jue obediently.

Speaking of longevity... Sanqianjin glanced at Jiangjue calmly, and the premonition that trouble was coming could not help but grow stronger in his heart.

Sure enough, just as he guessed, Jiang Jue's intention to come was indeed related to longevity.Only the man asked in a low voice:

"Have you ever heard of Di Que's apprentice?"

Of course I have.Apart from you in these three thousand worlds, who else doesn't know the name of longevity? !

Sanqianjin forcibly suppressed her desire to swear wildly, but for a while she didn't know how to answer.

He is very clear that Jiang Jue is in a state of amnesia at this time. As Jiang Jue's friend, of course he wants Jiang Jue to remember that memory related to longevity.But at this moment, he really couldn't say all these things.

Because he is not immortal, and he doesn't understand immortality.Sanqianjin is not sure if she tells Jiang Jue and Changsheng's past, whether it will affect Jiang Jue's cultivation of Changsheng.

It is very likely that Xun Gu is not dead now.If Jiang Jue loses his immortal cultivation because of recovering his memory, then when he and Xun Gu meet again, Jiang Jue will be in great danger.

No matter how hard the dying life is, it is impossible to be so lucky to survive every time.

Everything is still going with the flow.Besides, the matter of feelings and memory shouldn't be meddled by an outsider like myself.

After making a decision, Sanqianjin said a fairly standard answer: "I've heard of it."

"His name is Changsheng, and he is the apprentice accepted by Di Que ten years ago. It is said that he has cultivated from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Immortal Emperor Realm in just ten years. He is an out-and-out genius."

"Longevity..."

"Longevity..."

Jiang Jue repeated the name in a low voice.

From the moment he uttered this name, all the sounds in the world seemed to fade away, and there was only silence around him.

In a trance, many images flashed through Jiang Jue's mind.However, those pictures are too far away, he can't grasp anything, and can't leave anything behind.

After he suddenly came back to his senses, he subconsciously forgot all of this.Jiang Jue just had a vague feeling that this year's winter in the Great Thousand World seemed a bit too cold.

It was so cold that it was hard for him to breathe, and his blood was getting colder.

"Will die, you..."

At this moment, Sanqianjin's surprised and hesitant voice sounded again.This time, the degree of surprise in his voice was even stronger than when he first saw General Jue.

"What?" Jiang Jue asked, frowning.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he understood what Sanqianjin was surprised just now.

Because the moment he opened his mouth, he tasted the bitter taste across the corner of his mouth.

He knew it was tears.

A tear he never shed.

"It's strange..." Jiang Jue wiped off the traces of coldness on his face expressionlessly, he looked down at the wet fingertips, and there was a rare look of puzzlement in his dark pupils.

He was obviously not sad or in pain, after all he just read a name.

But why, he will cry?

"Probably because I'm too sleepy..." Jiang Jue indifferently pulled out a reason, then looked up at Sanqianjin again, and said to him, "Not long ago, I saw that genius you mentioned."

"You're wrong. He didn't step into the Immortal Emperor's Realm in ten years, but he stepped into the Immortal Emperor's Realm in ten years. Are the current geniuses already this powerful?"

San Qianjin didn't immediately answer Jiang Jue's question when he heard the words, he just pulled out a slightly weird smile with difficulty.

If he could talk nonsense just now, now he really can't think of what to say.

What else can he say?The most powerful thing about longevity is not his cultivation talent, but his ability to make money?Said that Changsheng is even so powerful that the three most difficult men in the three thousand worlds are all overwhelmed by it?

After silently drinking for a long time, Sanqianjin barely managed to utter a drunken sentence: "It's not serious, you just looked in the mirror and you knew it?"

San Qianjin didn't even know how to describe Jiang Jue's expression just now.

God knows that the moment Juejue recited the name of Changsheng just now, his tears flowed down without warning.And the man's eyes at that time... were cold, depressed, lonely, and desperate.

Obviously irrational, but full of nostalgia.

Such a general, how can he look like the hard-hearted existence that the world has said?

"What did you say?" Sanqianjin's voice was too low when he said this, and Jiang Jue just waved away the finished wine jar, so he couldn't hear the other party's words at all.

Obviously, Sanqianjin didn't intend to say it again.

"By the way, have I seen that guy somewhere? Or is this what ordinary people call 'overturning'?"

Even though Jiang Jue has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, and can forget most things in the world after a drink, but today he cares about longevity inexplicably, and he cares about it very much.

Fuck your dump as usual!You clearly fell in love at first sight!

It was love at first sight that cannot be erased no matter how many times you forget it.

Thinking of this, Sanqianjin couldn't help laughing and raised the wine jar, his face that was mostly covered by the wide sleeves showed a little bit of relief.

He believes that it won't be long before Jiang Jue will be able to recall that forgotten memory alone.

Because the person he has forgotten is his love and hatred, his patience, his desperate obsession, and his madness of not getting what he wants.

Jiang must be a rebellious lone wolf, but Changsheng has long been the hazy moonlight accompanying him in the dark night.

"Tsk... Suddenly I'm not in the mood to drink, I'm going back to sleep."

Jiang Jue kept thinking about longevity in his mind, thinking about it made him feel irritable again.So after he greeted Sanqianjin, he directly took the black dragon and chose a plane where he lived across.

And the residence he randomly selected was the castle in the air where he and Changsheng lived during the Xiaoqian World Zongmen Grand Competition.

At this time, you will have absolutely no impression of these things.After he settled the black dragon, he subconsciously walked into the pavilion with high and low eaves, and then leaned against the wall and fell asleep quietly.

For some reason, he has been dreaming frequently these days.

If it's just an ordinary dream, then it's fine.Even if it is the kind of nightmare where the country is ruined and the family is dying, he will never take it too seriously.

But it happens to be neither.

He just dreamed of a lot of familiar scenes, and the same figure always appeared in these scenes over and over again.

Even in the spring dreams he hadn't had for many years, what he saw was still the guy with the blurry face.

It's ridiculous.

But what's even more absurd is that he has never been tempted by anyone, but the moment he saw that person, he understood what it means to be attracted and what is meant to die without a teacher.

When he heard himself in the dream say to that person, "I long for you so much... From body to soul, I am longing for your attention", he realized that he loved that person deeply.

He loved that person more deeply than he imagined.

This kind of recognition should have been joyful, but in the dream he was inexplicably heartbroken.

Just when he was about to think about why, he suddenly woke up from the fragmented dream.

After waking up, he forgot most of the whole dream as usual, and only remembered a few bits and pieces of what he had said.

Yet this is enough.

These words were enough to make him realize that something was wrong with his current state.

He seemed to have forgotten an existence that was so important that he couldn't lose it no matter what.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jue raised his hand and pressed his swollen forehead fiercely.From the corner of his fingers, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something that should never have appeared in this pavilion.

It was a "Cultivation Newspaper", and he never read any "Cultivation Newspaper".

Not to mention this obvious thickened version.

Jiang Jue moved the fingertips of his right hand slightly, and the "Cultivation Journal" in the corner instantly appeared in his hand.He lowered his eyes and glanced quickly, and found that the newspaper was printed ten years ago.

Immediately afterwards, he also understood the reason why this newspaper was so thick, because it was a collection of interviews with the top [-] contestants of Xiaoqian World Zongmen Grand Competition ten years ago.

Absolutely has no interest in this kind of thing, he just flipped through it casually with the idea of ​​looking for clues.However, when he turned to a certain page, his movements unconsciously paused, and his eyes also changed slightly.

Because what was written on the page he turned to was the interview record of Changsheng back then.

At that moment, Jiang Jue seemed to have a premonition of something, so he scanned the record at a glance.

In the end, his eyes stubbornly stayed on a certain conversation.

I saw that conversation was:

"When you appeared in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and even broke into the top [-] of the Grand Competition, more and more people began to fall in love with you. Let me ask them here, what kind of type do you like? "

"In the beginning, I didn't have a type I liked."

"Right now... I probably like the type of 'from body to soul, they are all yearning for me'."

As if corresponding to the answer in the newspaper, Jiang Jue also began to subconsciously replay the confession he said in his dream: "I long for you so much... from body to soul, everything Longing for your favor..."

Along with it, there was his rapid heartbeat that was louder than the other, and seemed to be signaling something out of order.

The author has something to say:

This "Cultivation of Truth" was left here after reading Jiang Jue's back then. In a sense, Jiang Jue's luck has bottomed out.

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