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The Fire Phoenix Sword is a fire-attribute magic weapon, but its blade is cold and sharp. ♀ Gu Liang's hand pressed down slightly, and he felt a slight tingling sensation coming, the fibers of the flesh were cut, and the viscous and slightly fishy liquid slowly flowed down his neck.

She was alone in the silent darkness, and the sound of blood dripping on the ground was crystal clear.

The dizziness of blood loss soon floated up, Gu Liang barely stood against the wall, his face could not be seen in the dark, and he could only hear her breathing as steady as ever.

After a while, a faint dim light penetrated into the darkness, and Mozhu Zhenjun's voice also came into Gu Liang's ears as cold as frost: "Put away those little tricks of yours!" ”

A breath came through the wall, and the hideous blood on Gu Liang's neck healed instantly, and the blood under her feet bubbled and disappeared completely.

And then there is no effective cold fragrance in a small space.

Gu Liang casually put down the Fire Phoenix Sword and put it into the sheath, and sighed regretfully, I don't know if it was because his arrangement was seen through or because of the appearance of Mozhu Zhenjun.

"Master, it's really you." The next moment, Gu Liang looked up at the top of his head, his tone was happy and pleasant, with full of happiness and the rest of his life, "The disciple thought that someone else had captured the disciple, but it really frightened the disciple!" ”

"But, Master, why didn't you go to our sect's residence? If you want to find a disciple, you can tell the disciple directly, why are you keeping the disciple here? ”

Mozhu Zhenjun didn't answer her.

Gu Liang secretly said in her heart that it was difficult, she waited quietly for a while, her face showed a little confusion and confusion at the right time, and her voice also turned low, with a little grievance of being wronged: "Why did Master scold me?" ”

"Did the disciple do something wrong and make the master angry? The disciple doesn't know that it's the master, if it's the master, how could he capture me alive when I went to battle? Master, don't be angry, okay? ”

Gu Liang's voice was lowered, trembling slightly, and pleading: "Master, if you say a word to your disciple, just one word, okay?" The disciple was really scared..."

Listening to the voice of the little disciple in the magic weapon, Mozhu Zhenjun was full of doubts and disbelief, but there was a slight wavering and hesitation in his heart.

He had witnessed the courage of this disciple to kill them, as he did with demons and ghosts, as well as with monks who tried to take advantage of the chaos. After being captured by him, she was able to calm down and think about what to do in a very short time, and misled him into thinking that she was committing suicide.

Fortunately, he happened to know what the cold incense emitted from the blood was, and immediately wiped the blood off the ground, otherwise he would really catch the way, and he would be plotted if he couldn't catch someone.

However, stripped of the cloak of great strength and calm heart, his disciple is indeed a little girl who is only twenty years old. She was able to make a golden pill at the age of twenty, not by virtue of the elixir refined by her own alchemy, but by her own diligence, and this talent and perseverance were really good even for him. ♀

A disciple who is intelligent, talented, willing to work hard, and always loyal to the sect and family is the hope of all masters.

"Okay, don't cry." The girl's intermittent cry is in her ears, and it is indeed easy to make people feel pity, including Mozhu Zhenjun, who thinks he is cold-hearted.

After all, she is a female cultivator, and no matter how cold and fierce she behaves, she is also easily bound by emotions.

Mozhu Zhenjun felt a little soft in his heart, and said softly: "You didn't do anything wrong, I entered the Three Yuan Realm this time to act in secret, and it was a last resort to detain you in the magic weapon." ”

Gu Liang wiped his tears, burst into laughter, and his voice was soft, sounding full of coquettishness and complaint: "Since this is the case, why didn't Master say it earlier?" Then he asked, "Master, when will you release me?" It's really narrow..."

Gu Liang was still playing the role of a well-behaved female disciple perfectly, and Mozhu Zhenjun had already returned to his temporary cave mansion.

His cave was very simple, there was not even a futon for meditation, and there was only a four-legged square tripod one foot high. The faint green fire burned quietly under the big ding, and the air was filled with a sweet and touching fragrance, like the boudoir of a noble woman in the secular world.

Gu Liang's eyes suddenly lit up, her figure shook, and she had been released from the magic weapon.

Mozhu Zhenjun didn't take away her meson bag and storage ring, nor did he imprison her cultivation, but only said gently: "You don't need to worry about the affairs of the sect for the time being, you just need to be obedient now and help me refine this furnace pill." ”

Gu Liang nodded obediently, while looking at the environment of the cave house curiously, there was no panic and nervousness on his face, but his heart sank inch by inch.

The cave is full of prohibitions and formations, not to mention that she is just a half-hung Jindan monk in the formation, even the Yuanying monk and the formation master will be trapped for a long time.

Gu Liang suppressed the surging emotions in his heart very well, turned his head to look at Mozhu Zhenjun, and asked, "What is Master looking for me to do?" ”

Mozhu Zhenjun took more than a dozen jade boxes containing spiritual grass from the shelf, pinched the magic trick and threw them into the ding, and commanded: "Take care of the furnace fire, don't let it jump high, and don't let it go out." He paused, looked at Gu Liang and said, "Tell me what you want, and tell me if you have anything, I'll refine medicine inside." ”

"Just watching the fire?" Gu Liang asked.

Mozhu Zhenjun patiently taught her a new fire prevention technique, and said, "You are also an alchemist, and you know how important the furnace fire is. The success or failure of this furnace elixir depends on how the furnace fire is. You're not familiar with it yet, get familiar with it, and I'll teach you the rest. ”

Gu Liang nodded, she sat down beside the green fire, concentrating on the fire.

Green Fire is also the master who bullies the weak and fears the hard, it seems to feel that there is a change of person in front of the stove, and it suddenly jumps up several feet high, and even the top of the cave mansion is burned red, and it almost didn't light Gu Liang. ()

Gu Liang didn't dare to make a mistake, she stepped back a little, her hands quickly played out all kinds of tricks, and the true yuan and divine consciousness in her body gushed out together, like a big net against the unruly green fire.

It was quite laborious to perform this fire prevention technique, and after a while, Gu Liang's face had a layer of fine sweat droplets. She bit her lower lip tightly, endured the discomfort of being drained from her mind because of the large amount of consciousness in her mind, and concentrated on playing the last trick.

Green Fire turned over unwillingly, then tamed it and obediently burned the bottom of the big ding.

A wisp of disappointment flashed in Mozhu Zhenjun's eyes, he took out a buzzing vial and handed it to Gu Liang, and said gently: "I forgot that you were injured and lost your essence blood just now, and if you eat this pill, you will feel better." He added, "Don't worry too much, this is the best pill, there is no erysipelas and fire poison." ”

Gu Liang stretched out her hand to take it, and felt Mozhu Zhenjun's nails gently scrape her palm, itching like a feather scratching, she didn't know, raised her chin and showed a sweet smile: "Thank you, Master, Master is so kind to me." ”

Gu Liang's color is excellent, and it can even be described by the word Qili, a dark color welled up in Mozhu Zhenjun's eyes, and he rubbed Gu Liang's forehead with his hand: "You are my apprentice, I want to be good to you." ”

Gu Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, rubbing under Mozhu Zhenjun's hands like a small animal, then he lowered his head and poured out the elixir in the bottle and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and calmed down, and began to refine the medicinal power.

Mozhu Zhenjun watched her movements quietly, and the disbelief in his heart was dispelled a little.

Even if intimacy is the relationship between master and apprentice father and son, it is rare to be able to settle in front of each other with peace of mind, otherwise one will accidentally go mad and look like a waste.

He, a disciple, should he say that his scheming city government is too deep, or is he simply giving him unguarded wholehearted trust as a master?

Mozhu Zhenjun didn't know the answer, but he had strong enough self-confidence in his own strength, and it didn't make much difference to him whether Gu Liang was false or true trust.

The female disciple's appearance is really beautiful and pleasing to the eye, which is his favorite age and his favorite type.

Mozhu Zhenjun looked at it carefully for a moment with pure appreciation, leaned over and smoothed the slightly messy hair between Gu Liang's sideburns, and the distance between the two also made his nose smell the girl's unique body breath and a faint smell of blood, and the dark color in his eyes suddenly became more intense.

As if remembering something, Mozhu Zhenjun's face sank suddenly, he withdrew his hand, and entered the depths of the cave without hesitation.

After a long time, Gu Liang opened her eyes, she looked at the depths of the cave with an expressionless face, and there was no soft and submissive look on her face.

Sixteen years have passed, she has married Jindan, and Mozhu Zhenjun is finally about to reach out to her.

However, the Three Elements Realm only allowed human cultivators under the age of four hundred to set foot in, and Mozhu Zhenjun was already more than four hundred years old, how could he get in? And what is the purpose of his coming here?

Gu Liang thought of the black stone statue that Ji Zi had repented about, and there was a faint guess in her heart, but more doubts grew wantonly in her heart like weeds.

Mozhu Zhenjun appeared too abruptly, and he happened to capture her. It looks like Mozhu Zhenjun's own wish, but patiently scrutinizing the details, it is easy to find that this matter is strange.

The time she has been in the Three Yuan Realm is not short, it has been more than half a year, why didn't Mozhu Zhenjun come early or late, but chose to come at this time?

At this time, Yu Xuanji, Moonlight, and the Red Cloth were defeated by the Heavenly Dao and the Wu Clan Wilderness because they despised all living beings, and the Continent of Night and Day was annihilated into the void; At this time, the battle line has shifted a third of the way to the Fourth Continent, and after a while, the trolls will become the commander of the light pole...

It was also at this time that the teleportation array suddenly opened, and countless outstanding monks poured into the Three-Yuan Realm, and under the temptation of a crystal tablet, they put aside their prejudices and dealt with the trolls together...

Gu Liang put aside her identity and thought calmly from the standpoint of an outsider, but the result she came to made her feel unbelievable.

Gu Liang shook his head, pressed this astonishing guess, and began to analyze the current predicament.

Having the courage to restore his identity in the Jindan period, and daring to appear in front of the unpredictable Mozhu Zhenjun, Gu Liang made all-round considerations and plans.

The powerful divine sense that is enough to instantly kill the Yuan Infant Demon General and the heavenly fire that has been stimulated and mastered, this is Gu Liang's confidence and reliance.

The power of the heavenly fire lies in its non-combustion. This thing includes both tangible things that can be touched and intangible things that cannot be touched, such as divine consciousness, divine soul, origin, and sea of consciousness.

Gu Liang couldn't do anything with the magic weapon that imprisoned her, because she couldn't cultivate, but this didn't mean that she couldn't do anything about the vital things such as the primordial infant and divine soul in the cultivator's body.

The cold incense that was confined in the magic weapon could certainly plot a handful of ink bamboo true monarchs by surprise, but those were foreign objects after all, as long as they were guarded, they would not work.

However, how to make Mozhu Zhenjun unguarded to expose his Yuan Infant and Divine Soul in front of her, this is a problem worth pondering slowly.

Moreover, before that, she had to figure out one more thing: what method Mozhu Zhenjun was going to use to plunder the Heavenly Fire.

The battle on the battlefield of the Three Yuan Realm did not end because of the loss of one Gu Liang, however, Gu Liang disappeared from the battlefield and there was no news for a day and a night, and this matter still caused a wave among the disciples of the Qiankun Sect.

Whether it is as an alchemist or as a comrade-in-arms on the battlefield, Gu Liang is good enough. If such a disciple falls on the battlefield and becomes the mouths of monsters and ghosts, it will undoubtedly make people sigh.

Compared with the new disciples, the original disciples were a little more worried in their hearts. They had all eaten Gu Liang's elixir, or joined hands with Gu Liang to fight the enemy, and they also had deep feelings for Gu Liang.

The battlefield was full of monsters and ghosts, and without the assistance of the team, even if Gu Liang could fight the four Jindan monsters with her own strength and a large amount of pills on her body, she wouldn't be able to last long.

Listening to the words of the worried little sister of the same door, Chang Yi's face was slightly gloomy, he looked down at the black-backed beetle who kept flapping its wings in his palm and wanted to fly but couldn't, and sighed secretly in his heart.

After all, the master still did it.

Chang Yi threw the cup-shaped magic weapon holding the beetle into the meson bag, took off the wine gourd on his waist, poured two sips of strong wine into his mouth, and turned around and entered the inner room.

Yuan Jing was still waiting for him inside.

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Fourth Continent.

In a remote corner that has not been carved out as a battlefield, bright red magma continues to gush out, forming a wide lava lake. The heat is so hot that even creatures living in the magma don't dare to approach the lake.

But on the shore of the lake staggered a young man with an embarrassed description, and when he saw the huge magma lake across his eyes, he looked back again, and his heart was full of despair.

"She's after her!" The boy clapped the severed hand on his arm and screamed, "It's all you!" If it weren't for you, how could she be chasing her! ”

The severed hand firmly grasped his arm, and he didn't let go at all, at this time, any master's demeanor was a floating cloud, and being able to survive was the most important thing.

"Shut up!" The severed hand was also very irritable, it left deep finger marks on the young man's arm, and scolded angrily, "If it weren't for your kid's hesitation and didn't dare to do it, how would Lao Tzu have fallen to such a state?" ”

The boy was not afraid of it at all, he tore his severed hand hard, and bit it twice.

After almost having his teeth cut out and even his tongue pulled out, he even squatted down to endure the pain of being roasted, and wanted to throw his severed hand into the lake and destroy it, scolding with hatred in his mouth: "It's you who should be silenced!" Get lost! Get out! You devil! ”

The severed hand nimbly avoided the boiling magma, and regretted its original decision to the core, and it shouted: "Kill me, and you will die with you!" Do you want to die? ”

This shout sounded in his heart, and the young man suddenly sat down on the ground weakly, not even caring about the sound of the hot lava burning his flesh and skin, he stared blankly at the magma in front of him, and muttered, "I'm going to die..."

It wasn't a glamorous beauty in the city, but a vicious beauty snake, why did he have evil thoughts about her in the first place?

Why did he let her go out of pity in the first place?

If you can kill her at the beginning, you won't fall prey to be chased now.

He repented!

He hates it!

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