Chiyuan Mountain.

Hua Ying opened her eyes, but burst into tears.

Chiyuan Zhenjun took the Xuanyuan dew suspended in front of her eyes and put it back in the jade box.

"Master, woo........ I just saw five or six young dragons being sucked alive, it's too ....... It's pathetic......."

"Uh......h Wow wow......"

Hua Ying couldn't speak, and suddenly threw herself into the arms of Chiyuan Zhenjun, crying loudly.

Akamoto Zhenjun let her cry.

After Hua Ying cried, the sad mood slowly disappeared.

But he still has tears in his eyes.

His eyes were full of doubts and he asked:

"Master, for the first time, why did I see such a tragic picture, and is every Visualization of Gods and Demons different?"

Chiyuan Zhenjun said with a smile:

"This drop of Xuanyuan dew was obtained by chance at a god and demon relic eight hundred years ago, and the "Visualization of Gods and Demons" contained in it does have a picture of the gods slaughtering the dragon, but the first time the teacher visualized it was a different scene. ”

"That'....... Why is it different?"

Hua Ying became more and more puzzled.

Chiyuan Zhenjun pointed to his own heart and said:

"It's in my heart, so I see a different scene. You have a heart of compassion, so what touches is the mercy of gods and demons. Fortunately, I told you before becoming a teacher that you must not try to stop the Protoss from slaughtering Canglong, otherwise a look from God can make your heart scatter. ”

"Although every drop of Xuanyuan dew is refined from a drop of goddess tears of Goddess Xuanyuan, it is very spiritual.

It is said that he can also find his own master, and then merge with the found master in his soul. ”

"As a teacher, I used to be in the Shangyuan Domain, and I heard that ten years ago, a drop of Xuanyuan Dew flew into the Eighth Palace of Shenyan by itself, and selected a girl of five or six years old, and later this girl became the divine envoy of the seventh palace of the Eighth Palace of Shenyan......."

Before Chiyuan Zhenjun's words were finished, Hua Ying had already grown up in surprise.

Then he suddenly said with some loss:

"Master, according to your words, then this drop of Xuanyuan dew didn't choose me?"

Chiyuan Zhenjun smiled dumbly, and then smiled:

"After all, finding one's own master is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and even being a teacher is hearsay. Even if it's true, how can your talent be compared to the little girl who has lived in the eighth house of Shenyan since childhood. ”

After hearing this, Hua Ying wrinkled her nose quite unconvinced, and said as if she sweared:

"I must be the person I have never met in 10,000 years, and one day I will let this drop of Xuanyuan dew recognize me and blend with my soul memory. ”

“.......”

Chiyuan Zhenjun was speechless for a while, but it was impossible to hit Hua Ying, and said:

"Hua Ying, I'll be here first today. Xuanyuan Lu will keep it for you first, and then let you keep it by yourself when you enter the "Gods and Demons Visualization Map" a few more times. ”

"Oh oh~"

Hua Ying nodded, and then said, "Master, Su Fan hasn't seen him for the past two days, is he warming his soul in your golden lotus again?"

"No, he went down the mountain with Zalta. ”

"Downhill?"

Hua Ying blurted out, and then asked, "Master, aren't you going to take him as an apprentice?"

"Master really wants to take him in and become a disciple like you, but this kid is worried that he will practice ghost cultivation and become a real ghost from now on, so he refuses to apprentice. ”

Chiyuan Zhenjun actually knew what Su Fan was thinking, and said indifferently at this time.

"Then if he really cultivates ghost cultivation, will he really transform from a fake ghost to a real ghost with a ghostly spirit?"

Hua Ying pursed her lips and continued:

"If it were me, if it was a real ghost, I wouldn't want to. ”

"But if he doesn't start practicing ghost cultivation again, after a long time, his soul body will gradually dissipate, and he won't be able to keep it as a teacher. ”

"Isn't there any other way to save his soul body?"

Chiyuan Zhenjun thought for a moment, and then said:

"There is a way, but the teacher is poor, if the teacher can gather five innate mixed yuan beads, plus the Vientiane Golden Lotus for the teacher, he can reshape his body. ”

The golden lotus is a Buddhist treasure, with three grades, six grades, nine grades, and the legendary twelve grades.

Chiyuan Zhenjun's Vientiane Golden Lotus is a three-grade, although it is a three-grade, but under certain conditions, it can make the dead people have white bones and raw flesh.

He has practiced for thousands of years, majoring in immortal Taoism, Buddhism, demon cultivation, etc., which can be described as a wonder in the cultivation world.

Hua Ying was raised by Chiyuan Zhenjun since she was a child, and she knew how precious the Vientiane Golden Lotus was to her master.

"Master, I would like to thank you for Su Fan first. ”

Hua Ying smiled and continued, "When he comes back, I'll tell him." ”

Chiyuan Zhenjun nodded, and then said:

"Su Fan's soul body is a little different, but even if he is a teacher, he can't see what is special, so he is very interested in him. ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, and said:

"As a teacher, I am going to go to Jiuhua Mountain in Nanzhou in the Zhongyuan Domain today. ”

"I'm going too, I'm going too......" Hua Ying suddenly became interested.

Chiyuan Zhenjun didn't agree this time, and said: "

"As a teacher, I want to play a signboard, and at the same time, I want to pull someone into my Chiyuan Gate, and I am doing a serious job, so you are not allowed to follow. ”

"Is it Uncle Wushou?"

"It's not that guy, who else ........"

“.......”

.......

In the afternoon of the next day, Jiuhua Mountain in Nanzhou, Zhongyuan Domain, was overcrowded.

Mr. Wuchou, who is known as a genius who has never been encountered in a thousand years, wants to challenge Cangyu Daoren, one of the top ten scattered cultivators in Nanzhou!

"Wait a minute, it's a fucking distressing thing!"

On the top of the highest mountain in Jiuhua Mountain, Mr. Wuchou, who was wearing a mask and only showed a pair of eyes, stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttering, waiting for the Cangyu Daoist who was already the second change in the Hundred Tribulations Realm.

Countless monks who watched were crowded, and wherever there were people, there was an uproar.

"This is the Mr. Wushou, who is looking for people everywhere to challenge?"

"That's right, it's him!"

"His grandmother, this guy is simply indescribable! No one knows what he looks like, and no one knows his real age...... In more than half a year, we have pressed the six long-established scattered cultivators in Nanzhou and rubbed them all on the ground!"

“...... One thing is strange, doesn't this Mr. Wuwu have a surname?"

“........”

At this moment, the air on the top of Jiuhua Mountain seemed to be suddenly emptied, and there was a sound of wild laughter in the sky.

"Hahahaha...... Mr. Wuchou, the old man thinks that you are a rare cultivation wizard, and I can't bear to hurt you, so why don't you stop fighting?"

"Strike the war, I'll strike your ancestors!!"

"Rampant! Eat the old man's sword and swallow the mountains and rivers!"

The Cangyu Daoist with white hair suddenly appeared, and the complicated law decision had already been secretly urged, and in an instant, thousands of dazzling sword lights bombarded Mr. Wuchou from all directions!

"It's not good! Retreat quickly! This is the sword swallowing mountains and rivers of the Cangyu Dao people, if ants like us under the dark realm are affected by the sword light, they will be seriously injured if they don't die!"

"How far away everyone is to hide!"

“.......”

The monks under the realm retreated like scattered locusts.

"Cangyu Lao'er is a hundred times more shameless than me, he deliberately said peace just now, but in fact, he was secretly brewing his strongest killing move, wanting to sneak attack Mr. Wuchou......"

Several monks who had passed through the secluded realm did not retreat far, and watched while retreating.

However, Mr. Wuchou ignored the sword of Cangyu Daoren swallowing mountains and rivers, and clicked a few times in the void with his fingers.

Instantly, a black hole was formed out of thin air, as if it was flickering with exploding black light!

As soon as the black hole appeared, it immediately caused the void to tremble.

Then, in the eyes of everyone's jaws that were about to fall to the ground in shock, they actually swallowed thousands of sword lights as if they were joking!

"Shhhh

"Hmm, the power of space, the seventh change of the Hundred Tribulation Realm!"

"It's amazing!"

"This is the first time in my life that I have seen a powerhouse above the five transformations of the Hundred Tribulation Realm......."

“.......”

Up and down the mountain of Jiuhua Mountain, thousands of pairs of eyes are frozen!

Freeze on the outstanding Mr. Wushou.

"No! it can't be ......." Cangyu Daoren's pupils contracted and dilated, and his full force was so easily defused by Mr. Wuchou's move.