Chapter 45 Old Madman [Seeking monthly tickets, investment]

"Lingzhi, I'm here to see you."

Jiang Ming was holding a crape myrtle orchid in his hand, which was the favorite spiritual flower of Ganoderma lucidum during its lifetime. At this moment, he changed back to his original appearance, and the evil spirit in his body was automatically restrained, just like when he secretly looked at Tingting, the evil spirit would be automatically retracted.

In his previous life, he was also a sentimental person and would not allow himself to go to see his daughter and his sweetheart with a sinister look on his face.

Jiang Ming stood quietly on the Qingzhu Slope of Yanxialing Mountain, his white clothes as white as snow, his figure as majestic as a jade tree, and he stood there for three days and three nights without moving.

During these three days and three nights, at night, there were monks passing by and heard evil spirits and ghosts making noises here, as well as the howling of ghosts and wolves. The sounds made the surrounding trees rustle and the earth tremble.

“After today, I will leave here.

Awooooo ...

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Jiang Ming stood here, the memories of this life surging. What had passed away was his first love, his only confidante, and the mother of his child.

How would he face Tingting in the future?

The sadness flowed like a river, and the heart-wrenching cries were particularly strange and scary in the night sky.

Jiang Ming felt that he was very smart, but his past life and this life were too miserable, and he was filled with sorrow. In this life, he was howling in pain and heartbroken. In his past life, he turned his back to himself, and invisible sorrow kept pouring in.

In the end, the emotions of his previous life were also affected. It was a pity that he died bravely in his previous life. How sad his parents must have been, to see their son die young!
“Awoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo——”

Anyway, no one can see you crying late at night, so just cry. What’s the harm in crying?

Jiang Ming cried like a 200-pound kid, with snot and tears, and big tears flowed down his handsome and resolute face. Who dared to compare with him? He had traveled through time and space and could live happily with his enemies. However, although his main personality was his own on Earth, he still had two secondary personalities that would come out from time to time, and he had no way to avoid them. This was all him, he had experienced it all, but he was originally an Earthling, and his memory had not been awakened.

It can't be said to be a personality, but two strong thoughts, similar to obsession.

He couldn't help but put his hands on his head and cried loudly, crying even more miserably.

"Who dares to be more miserable than me?"

"I have traveled through time, but I am a psychopath."

“I’m schizophrenic.”

"I'm really fucking torn apart."

"Aww, wow, wow—Lingzhi, my wife, I'm single right after my memories awakened."

"Ah, Nvyuan, my vixen wife, you died before I knew it."

"And my poor daughter Wan'er, who grew up in the Demon Locking Tower and became a wandering ghost."

"Ah, wuwu - I never met my wife in my previous life."

"Ah, Mom and Dad, I am an unfilial child. I can't be filial to you anymore."

"Ooooooooooo-"

"Well, calm down."

"Yes, it's enough to just cry. The dead are gone, and the living must live on bravely."

The obsessions of Jiang Ming in his previous life and this life were shaken, and he hurried to comfort Jiang Ming's main personality.

"Don't pull me, leave me alone, let me cry for a while."

"..."

Jiang Ming beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying loudly, his voice was heart-wrenching, and with every cry, the surrounding rocks and plants exploded and turned into powder.

“Wuwuwu…”

At this moment, a ghost suddenly appeared beside Jiang Ming. His hair was white and messy like straw, and he was wearing extremely old clothes. He looked like an old mountain corpse that had come back to life. He cried loudly, and sadness came from his heart, and he couldn't extricate himself. Big tears rolled down his turbid eyes. While crying, he violently tore his white hair that looked like weeds.

Jiang Ming was frightened by the crying and almost went crazy. Ahem, no need to bother. He was already crazy and mentally ill. Glancing at the old man, he saw that he was in a state of emotional excitement and didn't bother him. Jiang Ming turned around and continued to cry, "Wuwuwuwuwu——"

When it was almost dawn, the old man next to me couldn't bear it anymore.

"Gone, gone, little brother. The dead cannot be resurrected. The song is over and people have dispersed. The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Please accept my condolences. Gone, gone. I am very happy today. I cried for half of the night.

In this case, why not take advantage of the day to visit old friends..."

The white-haired old man cried loudly, and also comforted Jiang Ming, who was also a wanderer in the world. Then he walked away into the distance, crying and grinning foolishly. His clothes were ragged, old and tattered, and covered with traces of erosion by time.

"Brother, you helped me cry, so I'll help you cry, together."

Jiang Ming already had a rough idea of ​​who this person was. If he guessed correctly, he was the old madman.

He really admired himself. He cried so hard that both of his personalities became autistic. He also attracted the old madman to come over and cry with him for half the time. Now they can be considered half-friends.

As the saying goes, we are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we meet before?

The old man didn't say anything or pay any attention to him. He just kept walking on his own way. He walked very fast, and each step covered several miles.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming is no longer a person who has gained fame for nothing.

He transformed directly into a smart ape, observed and learned with his fiery eyes, followed behind the old man, watched his walking steps, and caught up with him step by step.

The old man was just walking normally, strolling in the garden, and he didn't intend to get rid of Jiang Ming. However, Jiang Ming, relying on the talent of the Lingming Divine Ape, a rare intelligent and fierce beast in the world, followed behind the old man and learned seriously.

This is an incomplete part of the Nine Secrets, the secret of the character "Xing".

Of course, there is also the old madman’s own perception and understanding of this footwork.

Under the old madman's feet, under Jiang Ming's gaze, every footprint seemed to be stepping on the veins of Tao, and finally interweaving into lines of Tao. This speed is not of space, but rather has the rhythm of time.

Handwriting secret!
No matter what, Jiang Ming decided to learn it first.

With this line of secret words.

He can then transform into the ferocious beast locust and comprehend its innate magic.

Unlike before, he was like a rootless duckweed. After the transformation, he could use 60% of the magic of the ferocious beast locust. That was the mystery of the Red-butted Divine Monkey's 72 transformations that allowed him to use it.

Now that he had the secret of the word "Xing", he had torn a small crack on this path and could slowly comprehend it.

that's it!
Jiang Ming followed the old madman and crossed the 100,000-mile wilderness, starting from Yanxialing, passing through half of the ruins, and rushed towards the ancient forbidden area.

"Brother, you go and cry alone. I won't go."

Jiang Ming stood outside the primitive forest on the outskirts of the ancient forbidden land, the expression on his face was uglier than crying.

He really didn't dare to go in this time.

As a tyrant body, if he comes here, isn't he provoking the first generation of great saint bodies in the ancient forbidden land?

What's more, he also provoked a wild slave here, the Holy Maiden Tianxuan.

He remembered that the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan, the old madman, and the old saint Wei Yi from the ancestral land of the Holy Land of Tianxuan were known as the Three Heroes of Tianxuan.

I don’t know what their relationship is. Maybe the old madman has pursued Saint Tianxuan?

In this case, isn't he stealing the old madman's girlfriend?

If he was affected by the marriage rules in the red thread and Saint Tianxuan came out to greet him, he would be dead.

This place was originally a forbidden area. For Jiang Ming, it was his burial place.

The place of evil fate!

　Asking for monthly tickets, investment, rewards, and recommendations.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)