"I have always been curious, how strong are you?" Cheng Hai suddenly asked.

From the time Fan Jiang fought with Wuchen, he had questions. The terrifying claws directly tear the space, the system only gave a level A evaluation at the beginning.

If the troubleshooting is a system failure, there should be only a few possibilities. He, like Cheng Hai, has the ability to change himself, or has an old man living in his body.

"strength?"

Fan Jiang pressed his fingers and made a crackling sound, answering: "I don't know how to describe it, but I can't beat that old woman anyway."

"Uh... it's also..." Cheng Hai scratched his forehead.

The system in this world is a bit complicated. Even if it is simplified according to the system, it is a big difference between S level.

But if you can't beat Yakumo, it means they have fought. If it weren't for silly, then he should be considered top in S-level...

"I remember you said that you are not in your heyday now, right? Was you beaten by purple?"

"Forehead……"

Fan Jiang thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't remember, I just felt like I had the memories of my previous life. I remember I knew her, but I don't remember what it was like when I saw her for the first time."

"No memory of the previous life?"

Cheng Hai thought for a while and guessed: "I remember you know a little Taoist technique, right? Could it be that you encountered a bottleneck in your previous life when you practiced, and you deleted your account and practiced again?"

The side effects of cutting off the Dao are too great. If he had practiced Taoism in his previous life, there would be a gap that was difficult to cross.

If he really has a great obsession with becoming a god, it would not be surprising to make such a choice.

"Are you a bottleneck?"

Fan Jiang squinted his eyes for a while and smiled.

"I guess so."

Then he stood up and asked, "Do you want to know my cultivation route?"

"Uh, if you can tell me." Cheng Hai scratched his head.

Brothers will be reserved, let alone just friends. But he has many questions about cultivation now. If Fan Jiang can tell him how to practice, it may be helpful to him.

So even if it is not suitable, he wants to give it a try.

"You have such a big basket to solve, it's okay to tell you."

Fan Jiang closed his eyes and calmed down, and a huge evil spirit gathered in his body. The spacious room seemed to be swept into a storm in an instant, filled with powerful pressure.

"This is……"

Cheng Hai looked behind Fan Jiang in surprise, and there was a tall phantom appearing, which looked a little similar to him, but had two faces.

One of them had a sharp face and exuded a righteous spirit. The other one had a green face and fangs, like an evil ghost, and was completely two extremes. Fan Jiang stood between the images of gods and demons, like a balance, stably maintaining the balance between the two sides.

"I understand."

There are many kinds of ghost cultivators, but this combination of good and evil is one, and the Dharma appearance on each side only reminds Cheng Hai of one person.

The authority of the Yellow Spring Hell, the controller of black and white silk - King Yan Luo!

"Do you understand?" Fan Jiang narrowed his eyes.

"Have you never met the King of Hell?"

"Well... Zombies are abandoned creatures by heaven and earth. If they do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, they will naturally not see them." Fan Jiang thought for a while, and then added: "But I have killed the people in Huangquan."

"Forehead……"

Cheng Hai's words were half stuck and he didn't know how to answer them for a while.

It is really great to live happily in China when they are having sex with Huangquan.

"You mean, I'm the one below the underworld?" Fan Jiang asked.

"Probably, the momentum of your god, magic and magic looks is quite similar to that of Yan Luo I had seen last time." Cheng Haidao.

"oh."

Fan Jiang thought for a while, took back his Dharma image, turned his head and drove another rank.

"Are you not curious about your life experience?" Cheng Hai said unexpectedly.

He suddenly started the game halfway through the conversation, which was unexpected.

"What did you think of him for something that has passed? Are you still furious about suddenly remembering that you threw a piece of cheese when you were a child?"

Fan Jiang shook his chair and slowly waited for the game queue.

"Too……"

Cheng Hai stretched and prepared to leave.

This is not a lack of ambition.

Since Fan Jiang chose to reincarnate in his previous life, he did not inherit his memories, which means that he had determined his failure and decided to take another path.

The only problem is that Fan Jiang, who has an independent consciousness, is already an independent individual, and what he wanted to do in his previous life has nothing to do with him.

It's like you've lived hard outside for decades and had your own family. Suddenly a strange man came to you, knelt down at you, and said something like "Dragon King, the three years have arrived, and it's time to go back and inherit the Yang-style consortium."

Will you go?

Of course that will.

Because I have money.

A huge sum of money has dropped from the sky, and you just need to call someone Dad, the price is too small.

But on the other hand, if you are the young master of a large consortium, a beggar suddenly said to you on the side of the road, "Young Master, the three-year period is here, it's time to go back and inherit the position of the three-bag elder of the Beggar Gang of Erxianqiao."

Will you go?

No brain circuit can be normal, right?

So what Fan Jiang’s previous generation wants to do is nothing to do.

If you want to have someone do things, you have to negotiate the price.

"I have another question, I'll leave after asking."

He hooked at Fan Jiang, and Cheng Hai stuffed a chocolate sandwich candy into his mouth.

Uriya had already sent him a message, and the trial was ready to move. Although the Lord of Yellow Clothes is now covering her and she should not be discovered, he also has to prepare in advance.

"etc."

Fan Jiang suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked, "You also made the things in your hands?"

"Oh, this one."

Cheng Hai took out a row and smiled and said, "I did it while I was making the cake."

Fan Jiang's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me some."

“Hey?”

Cheng Hai was slightly stunned and then threw the thing to him.

If you want others, you will naturally have to give some benefits.

"What kind of ability do you have?"

Fan Jiang took out a candy and chewed it with relish.

"The cooking skills that conquer the world are valid for three days." Cheng Hai quipped.

"Okay, I'll go to your house for free these two days. If you promise me, I will tell you what I'm going." Fan Jiang guessed at a glance what Cheng Hai was trying to ask.

"Uh... OK." Cheng Hai shrugged.

Anyway, when he was delivering things, he had already prepared to have more free meals at home in the past two days.

It's always a good thing to be lively.

After receiving Cheng Hai's reply, Fan Jiang replied: "I originally practiced the way of ghosts and gods, but as you said, I can't see any further possibility. So after discovering this, I used it on my body and planned to rely on him to break through the shackles."

"You mean... the body becomes a sanctified?" Cheng Hai said differently.

"That's right."

Fan Jiang smiled slightly, and the nails in his hand became black and long. He gently stroked his side and immediately opened a pitch-black crack.

That's a space crack!

"Damn!"

Cheng Hai was shocked.

There is a saying that quantitative change causes qualitative change, but he really never thought about this kind of thing if he wanted to break through the shackles of God by relying on the strength of his body.

No wonder Wuchen cut his neck with one sword and broke his natal flying sword. This is a monster that can tear the space with his body!

It's also a blessing that he can control his strength. Otherwise, Cheng Hai would have to die ten thousand times when he first started to compete with him in a human manner?

"Have you learned it?" Fan Jiang said.

"Thank you, I've been learning it." Cheng Hai shook his head and walked out the door.

This path is not something he can imitate and has little reference value.

He still has to go his own way...
Chapter completed!