Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 440: Red
"History? Past? Daqi Daliang?"
Li Huowang listened in astonishment. Zhuge Yuan's words were even more shocking than when he was in the red, "Is this possible? It's already predestined, and it can be changed if you say it's changed?"
"Why is this impossible, the history books of Daqi can be occupied by false Liangliang, why can't your past be changed?
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Actually, this is what Li Huowang is worried about. Although Zhuge Yuan has not harmed himself, some of the things he knows may not be true.
Li Huowang just wanted to say something, but then he thought about it again, if all this is true, doesn't it mean that he is not in the red? The world over there is real?
"But" Li Huowang thought of this, his head suddenly paused, "If he is indeed in the red, there must be a fake over there
Yes, but I was clearly not in the red in the past, so is the world over there now real or fake?"
"Brother Li? Brother Li, are you all right?" Zhuge Yuan asked worriedly when he saw Li Huowang who was stunned on the spot
"It's alright, let him stay, you may not know it when you first arrived, this kid is always so confused and confused." Zan Wang Dao hallucination joked aside,
But just as he said it, Li Huowang immediately asked, "Brother Zhuge, are you serious about what you said? Can you really change a person's past?"
After all, this is too shocking. Even a person's predestined past can be changed. What kind of existence can do this?
Zhuge Yuan nodded, "Of course ordinary people can't do it, but think about it, Dou Mu was by your side at that time."
As the commander in charge of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Dao, it seems completely logical to be able to do such a bizarre thing, but there is one problem that Li Huowang can't figure out. "Brother Zhuge, then why does it do this?"
"It just shot and killed me, I'm not surprised, but why does it take so much trouble to fill me with a red past?"
Even if it is Si Ming, there is always a reason for doing things, right? Is it possible that it is like sitting and forgetting the road, stuffing itself with a red past, just to have fun? But this is not fun at all. .
This question seems to have stumped Zhuge Yuan. After thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly: "I don't know this little student, but no matter how you look at it, you can't be in the red, if you really are in the red, in The first time I saw the Buddha Bone Temple, I found it."
Indeed, Zhuge Yuan can identify those who forget the way, and scoured the extra memories in his mind. He doesn't seem to have the ability to disguise too much, and he can deceive Zhuge Yuan.
"Brother Li." Zhuge Yuan said sternly, his expression seemed too serious,
"You put the matter of cultivating the truth under false pretense, and put it aside for now. The past in the red is your top priority right now. Xiaosheng doesn't think this kind of thing has any hidden dangers. Dou Mu must have some purpose. ."
"No no no, since I already know that the past of Hongzhong is fake, then this kind of thing that is not much harmful can be put later."
Li Huowang interrupted him, rolled over and mounted the horse again, his eyes lit up.
"In my memory in Hongzhong, I have seen the cultivation technique! I am really cultivating cultivation techniques. No matter what I want to do in the future, I must get this thing first!"
"Oh? Is there really in this red? Where is it?" Zhuge Yuan was also surprised
"Hidden by him in a very secret place, I'm going to get it back."
In order for others to find this thing, Hongzhong was deliberately placed far away. This run was a few hundred miles. On the street in a small town in Daliang Jiangnan Road, Li Huowang led a horse and took a steamed bun, and slowly walked on the street. roadside
Today the weather is wet and cold, the wind is blowing, and it is still night, but there are many people on the roadside, burning yellow paper in white circles, and most of them are at crossroads,
Li Huowang only reacted at this time, it is already Qingming, and it has been more than a year since he came to this world
Walking, indignant scolding gradually began to be heard in the distance,
"I'll hit you with a little head. When you're out of breath, I'll shake your head every day;
Slap you in the face of a villain, and when your whole family goes crazy, you'll be a scumbag all your life;
I hit you with a little human eye, and when you become a lifetime, you will be beheaded every day;
Hit your little human ear, wait for you to rot your **** every day, wipe it with your fingers;
I'll beat you to a small mouth, waiting for you to breathe like a fart, everyone in the Qianmen world is well-connected. . …
Li Huowang looked around for hearing the news, and found an old woman who looked seventy or eighty, sitting on a small wooden bench, holding her shoehorn, and slapped the slap-sized yellow paper man on the ground hard.
Hearing the sound of hoofs, the old lady didn't rush to raise her head, she made an offer as she typed, "It's two hundred cents to beat a villain, don't think it's too expensive, I'm smarter than other places! I don't believe it! Just go and find out!"
Li Huowang bit the hairy mole on her chin and said, "Isn't it alright to play mahjong without playing villains? One of me, one of you, plus your daughter-in-law. Three of us will play."
The old woman was stunned for a moment. When she raised her head to see Li Huowang's appearance, her mean face swayed in a daze, and then she immediately burst into a smile. "Okay! Sure, let's go! Let's go!"
At the warm invitation of the old lady, Li Huowang soon sat down with her and her fat daughter-in-law at the mahjong table.
The three look at the last remaining empty spot, as if waiting for something.
"Pop" a piece of red was slapped by Li Huowang in the center of the table. "There's still one person left, why don't you write it out?"
"Okay!" The two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quickly took out the pen, fruit, paper and inkstone, and hung the large rice paper in the air, one wrote on the front and the other wrote on the back.
The black black soaked rice paper sticks to each other, and this is the cultivation technique hidden in the red.
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"Sitting cross-legged, relaxed and natural, lips and teeth closed lightly, breathing slow, hands must be firm, eyes must be level-headed to gather the divine light to reach the heart of the sky..."
Looking at the content above, Li Huowang's hand trembled slightly. At this moment, the paper that floated in the air was weighing thousands of pounds in his eyes. He never thought that the cultivation technique he had longed for was finally in his hands.
Without any hesitation, Li Huowang immediately sat cross-legged and clenched his hands, ready to start practicing.
"Brother Li, wait a moment, this may also be part of Dou Mu's thoughts. Since he put this cultivation technique into your memory, is it waiting for you to practice?"
These words made Li Huowang suddenly stop, looking at the cultivation technique in his hand with a very complicated expression. "Are you saying that cultivating this thing has risks?"
"Not necessarily, but you have to think twice before you act. Don't forget that you are not in the red, you are Li Huowang, and the past is not yours."