【Past and Present】

Two monks dressed in the uniforms of disciples of the Dry Heaven Valley pulled each other to the death, and were thrown up and down by the miasma storm, like two dice in a box. The Dao robes on their bodies were already torn, and they couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest in the strong wind, and they couldn't tell how long it had been, and there was only a miasma between heaven and earth that could make the spirits tremble, and there were people in their hands who could never let go.

The dense fog on the Xuanbing Abyss does not disperse all year round, and the divine sense is difficult to penetrate, if the monks below the Jindan do not have a magic weapon to fly, they can only walk slowly and down-to-earth. Because of the birth of ancient magic weapons every three or five times, many scattered cultivators and demon cultivators will wander around the Xuanbing Abyss, and if they are unlucky, it will inevitably be a vicious fight. - These were the risks they had heard about before they came to the Xuan Ice Abyss.

Wei Zhao and Gongliang built the foundation at the age of nineteen, and they had just won the first place in the Xianmen competition, and they didn't think they would lose to which one of the foundations, and they would always be able to escape if they couldn't beat it. The time for them to move forward on the immortal path is too short, and they have almost had a smooth journey, and they have not yet realized that life is not as good as it should be, and eight times out of ten things are #9.

The ground suddenly collapsed as they passed.

Everyone thinks of the ice abyss as a glacier, but they forget that it is a "river" covered in ice. Under the tight ice cap, there is a □□ miasma surging all the time, and mortals will die when they touch it, and the monks will be slowly frozen by it. When they found out that it was not good and were about to get out, a group of demon cultivators who had been lurking for a long time attacked, and among them there were actually monks who cultivated as Jindan. Knowing that they could not escape, they glanced at each other and plunged into the Xuan Ice Abyss.

Rather than being detained by the demon cultivator, it is better to throw himself to death and seek a glimmer of life.

I don't know how long it took for the miasma storm to stop. Wei Zhao panted and pulled Gongliangzhi to his side—the storm was too strong to pull out people's hands and feet, and Gongliangzhi was blown loose just now, leaving only Wei Zhao desperately holding on to his senior brother's arm—Gongliangzhi let out a muffled snort, and the angle at which his arm was bent was not quite right.

"Your arm is broken!" Wei Zhao frowned.

"It's better than being blown away." Gongliang smiled instead.

After they said this, they said no more, and the two of them escaped death, and they were all wolves, and they had to hurry up and regain their breath. Wei Zhao tore off a few strips of cloth from the forbidden and abolished Taoist robes, took out a spare flying sword, and fixed Gongliangzhi's arm. Gongliang left his left hand to be bandaged, and with his right hand, he took out the formation materials from the mustard seed bag and began to quickly set up the formation.

Legend has it that the miasma under the Xuanbing Abyss has endured for a long time, and no one knows if the storm will reappear in the next moment.

Almost a few breaths after the formation was raised, the miasma outside returned. The formation is as bright as a candle in the wind, and Gongliang is constantly tinkering everywhere. Wei Zhao couldn't help, he sat in the formation and swallowed the Rejuvenation Pill, and forced out the arrow that a demon cultivator had left on his flank before. After a few pillars of incense, Gongliang was finally able to sit down, but the storm outside had not stopped.

"Liangzhi, your nails." Wei Zhao looked at Gong Liangzhi's hand and said painfully.

Gongliangzhi looked down and saw that both of his nails had been lifted in half, thinking that they had been lifted off by Wei Zhaoshi, who had just caught Wei Zhao, who had flown out of his hand. He opened his mouth and bit off the two fingernails, put them in the mustard seed bag, and looked up to see Wei Zhao looking at him in horror.

"The nails of the people who set up the formation can also strengthen the formation." Gongliang said angrily, "You just stabbed someone's head so neatly, pulling out a nail disgusted you?" ”

"It hurts to look at." Wei Zhao hissed.

"If you run out of wood, you have to use all ten nails." Gongliangzhi said deliberately, looking at Wei Zhao's face wrinkled, "Is life more important or nails more important?" ”

Wei Zhao didn't speak, and after a while, he hung his head and said, "It's all my ...... to blame."

"You threw us into the Ice Abyss? Hired Demon Cultivator to hunt us down? Gong Liangzhi interrupted him, "What kind of evil art did you use on me, or did you coerce me to come to the Xuanbing Abyss with you?" ”

Wei Zhao knew what he meant, sighed, and said "good brother". He wanted to pat Gongliangzhi on the shoulder as usual, but he couldn't find a place to put his hands on this bloody body. It's not the first time he's escaped with a scarred spell with Gongliangzhi, and he often escapes and is proud of his wit and ability. But this time, Wei Zhao really learned a lesson.

He had seen some records before, and the Xuanbing Abyss was an out-and-out place of death. The miasma can make the monk's soul scatter, and the ice cap on the Xuanbing Abyss will only open and close spontaneously, and it is said that even the power of the god cannot be broken. In such cases, the chances of a successful escape or rescue are a drop in the bucket.

"I shouldn't have been so aggressive." Wei Zhao reviewed, "If you find something wrong, you should leave immediately, and you can't rely on yourself to run fast and go to death." I have no one in my eyes, I'm arrogant, I'm an idiot, I'm stupid. ”

Gongliangzhi glanced at him in surprise and said in surprise: "If I am outside, I have to see if the sun has come out of the west." He paused, stretched out his hand to stroke his long beard, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Knowing mistakes can be changed, and good is great." After this calamity, since you know your stupidity, you should go back and eat 300 walnuts a day to replenish your brain. ”

"Go, go!" Wei Zhao laughed when he heard this, "What else do I need to make up for such a smart brain?" Have you ever heard of Hui Ji Hurt? ”

Gongliang gave him a roll of his eyes.

"But it's good that we've built the foundation." Wei Zhao said, "At least I won't starve to death." ”

Gongliang nodded approvingly.

No, Wei Zhao thought, if I hadn't built a foundation, I wouldn't be so crazy, and I wouldn't have brought good people to Xuanbing Abyss. I'm an idiot, I'm a stupid. Gongliang began to close his eyes to recuperate, but Wei Zhao's eyes couldn't close. He looked at Gongliangzhi, and his heart was as heavy as lead.

Wei Zhao couldn't visualize healing, and it was useless to heal his wounds. The arrow he forced out was jet black, and the skin around the arrow was also jet black, and the black was spreading to the side. The blackened area doesn't hurt either, it's just wood, and it feels like touching wood, and it doesn't feel anything. Wei Zhao had tried to take the □□ and tried to force the poison, but the numbness had already penetrated into his heart.

What to do? Wei Zhao thought blankly, I am a good young man, I am going to die, and I will die in the Xuanbing Abyss. He thought again, it's better to have my soul scattered than to be manipulated by a demon cultivator, but if I die soon, what will I do?

The first day passed like this, and the storm never stopped. Although the formation can block the miasma, it can't block the chill that seeps in, and there are some indescribable things that come with the chill. There is really some evil nature under the Xuan Bing Abyss, and the meditation keeps failing, and the more I meditate, the more impetuous. It stands to reason that they have already reached the point where they can cultivate alone for a few years without feeling bitter, but here, they will be upset for a few hours.

They tried to take turns taking naps for a while, but neither of the two people who had developed the habit of sleeping upside down during the experience could not sleep. As soon as they closed their eyes, they heard a cry in the wind, a very penetrating voice, with a smile in their resentment, as if they were gloating over their arrival.

I can't cultivate, I can't rest, the miasma around me is unchanged, the cold qi goes straight into the bones, and I stay under the Xuanbing Abyss to live completely like a year.

Thankfully, there were two of them.

Wei Zhao and Gongliang Zhi got together, found a posture that would not oppress each other's injuries, and leaned together to keep warm. The two of them talked about the interesting things they encountered, the legends they had heard, and the books they had seen and heard, but they would not be bored and crazy.

Although they are as good as a person, it is impossible for a cultivator to be a conjoined baby all the time. Wei Zhao can be called erudite, he can use swords, talismans, refining weapons, and even alchemy, and he has learned four of the five major elective miscellaneous studies in Qiantian Valley, and each of them is not bad at talent. These division commanders love and hate Wei Zhao, and this guy is actually just a fun guy, and he can do everything but he is not proficient in everything. However, such a "non-proficient" who is not fully committed has surpassed most of the students who are immersed in the first place, and they can even fight with the top sword cultivators of Ling Xiao Pavilion in the sword path.

Therefore, Wei Zhaochang is so old that he has not been beaten with a sack and a stick, purely because others can't beat him.

What's even more infuriating is that this genius is not alone, he is sociable, has excellent popularity, and has a senior brother who grew up together and is proficient in formations. Together, the two of them almost wrapped up the practical spells outside the avenue, both offensive and defensive, and could control the field and heal. These two standouts teamed up and farted.

The Dao of Enlightenment can only rely on itself, and the techniques they choose are different, in fact, if you think about it carefully, their intersection should not be so much.

Don't say that the demon cultivators who kill each other, in the Taoist cultivation, the ruthless Tao avoids the red dust, and the affectionate Tao enters the red dust without staining the red dust, in the eyes of mortals, they are probably all people outside the world who are not close to human feelings. There is no pair of brothers who are as close as them, even if they grow up together, the future road will always be walked alone.

They can be so close, in addition to fate, of course, it also depends on their own efforts.

Wei Zhao's talent was better than Gongliangzhi's, but after cultivating a little faster than Gongliangzhi's, he no longer practiced the Dao, but began to study the Dao of Arts. He learned swords, talismans, refining tools, and alchemy...... Don't learn the formation, because Gongliang likes and is good at the formation, he doesn't need to learn it. Wei Zhao didn't have a qualitative character, he could easily learn miscellaneous studies, and he could walk side by side with Gongliang Zhi at every small stage of the Great Dao, which he thought was very good.

Gongliang Zhi liked the formation path from the beginning, and he was also a little interested in alchemy. The disciples of Qiantian Valley generally learned two techniques outside the Great Dao, but if Gongliang learned alchemy again, he would not be able to keep up with Wei Zhao's progress, not to mention that Wei Zhao had already learned alchemy. So he concentrated on the formation path, and advanced by leaps and bounds in the formation path, and under the complementarity, he could have a tie with Wei Zhao, who had learned everything, and he also thought it was very good.

The avenue is ruthless, the road is lonely, and most of the people who are too affectionate fall on the halfway. But their master didn't seem to care, didn't separate them like the other masters, and they walked their own way, but the two paths were side by side, and the two walkers went hand in hand, and no one could find a reason to stop them. So this fate began when they met and lasted until now.

Wei Zhao was suddenly afraid.

He remembered that when he was a child, he said that he would be born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, but he didn't say that he would die on the same day, the same month, and the same year. At the beginning, he felt that he and Gongliang Zhi could go far on the road, and they would live forever, so there was no need for a crow's mouth, but now he felt that it was good to die on the same day. He was certain to die, but Gongliang was not seriously injured...... Of course, Wei Zhao didn't want him to die, but what if rescue couldn't come right away, or even if there was no rescue?

He is going to die, and Gongliang is left alone in this ghost place, waiting alone by his corpse, it may take a long time to wait for rescue, and he may be alone until he dies. Wei Zhao has always felt that he is more open-minded than Gongliang, and he can have fun with himself than Gongliang, he just thinks that he is alone and stays here alone, and his heart chills, if he is left behind?

Wei Zhao didn't dare to think about it at all, he began to regret it, is it useful to hide his wounds and die quietly? It's just your own peace of mind! He untied the bandage, trying to dig out all the blackened flesh. He was willing to do anything to live a little longer, even if it was a quarter of an hour longer.

Gongliang didn't understand what he was doing suddenly, but when he saw the flesh under the bandage, his face changed suddenly, and he almost jumped: "What did you do before?" Just now?! ”

"I'm not afraid of pain." Wei Zhaofu smiled, "I regret it now, I feel that pain is better than death." ”

Fear of pain, it's all nonsense, they both know it. Gongliang pursed his lips, a trace of sadness flashed on his face, and soon dissolved again. He exhaled, sat back in place, and said, "Okay, anyway, the formation won't last for a day." ”

"Didn't you say a few days would be fine?" Wei Zhao exclaimed.

"I'm running out of wood." Gongliangzhi said unceremoniously, "You said you were okay before!" ”

They stared wide-eyed, and suddenly burst out laughing together, laughing endlessly, and their wounds cracked. Wei Zhao stretched out his hand and pressed Gongliang Zhi into his arms, hugging him indiscriminately. Gongliang didn't break away, but patted Wei Zhao's back with that good hand. He wiped away the tears from his laughter, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly let out a "huh" and stepped back.

"What's this on you?" Honest and honest.

He walked around behind Wei Zhao and looked at the other party's exposed back. On the blue and black flesh, there are a few sparkling things. Wei Zhao couldn't see behind him, and bowed his head and arched his back cooperatively, but found that there were also a few strange things in his chest and abdomen, which didn't hurt or itch to the touch.

"Strange, I didn't see it last time." Wei Zhao muttered, "Could it be that kind of poison can turn people into snakes?" ”

He waited for a while, but got no response. Wei Zhao felt strange in his heart, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that Gongliang Zhi had suppressed ecstasy on his face.

"It's not snake scales." Gongliang gasped, "These are dragon scales. ”

Wei Zhao was dumbfounded, but he knew that Gongliang would not make such a joke. He swallowed, drew his sword from the fire, and poked it hard at the scales, which didn't even leave scratches.

"Do you remember the portrait we saw last time we walked into the Shizun Cave Mansion?" Gongliangzhi said, "'The dragon has the length of the scales, with pearls under the jaw and reverse scales under the throat...... The color of the dragon is blue and black, its back has eighty-one scales, the scales have eighty-one rounds, and it has the number of ninety-nine yang'...... Your scales are exactly the same as they were painted. ”

They once made a bet to sneak into Shizun's cave, where there was a painting depicting the last real dragon that had been suppressed two hundred years ago. The painting was made by a monk, and the dragon was able to swallow clouds and mist, and it was lifelike. They were intimidated by the amazing dragon painted at the beginning, and they were immediately caught by the master. Lu Zhenren was furious at a rare sight, and punished them for thinking about it for a long time.

After they were punished, they each searched for the records of the real dragon, and the documents about the real dragon have been lost to this day, but over the years, they have also seen a lot.

Dragon yin, can have sex with beasts #. True dragons can give birth to dragons from a variety of creatures, most of which are indistinguishable from another kin, but they have the very small chance of awakening their bloodlines and turning them into dragons from mortal objects.

"My ancestors actually have dragonborns?" Wei Zhao's mouth opened wide.

"Twenty-seven scales!" Gongliang said with joy, "Twenty-seven scales in one day, and you will be able to turn into a dragon in two days!" ”

"The miasma is frozen and the number of ninety-nine yangs can rush into the sky, so ......" Wei Zhao said in disbelief, "Isn't that as long as I turn into a dragon, we can go out?" ”

"That's right! As long as you turn into a dragon, we will be saved! Gongliang smiled from ear to ear.

"There is no end to the road!" Wei Zhao cheered.

They danced with joy, Wei Zhao jumped up, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, only feeling that he had inexhaustible strength. Where is the numbness in the chest is poisoning, it is clear that the dragon body is feathering. "You say, I won't be completely black after turning into a dragon, will I?" He still has the leisure to worry about this.

"Shall we swap then?" Gongliang joked.

"Don't do it, don't do it! This is the body of a real dragon, where is the body of a mere human body like ......"

Speaking of this, Wei Zhao stopped abruptly.

The joy on his face ebbed, and only a blank space remained. Wei Zhao looked at Gong Liangzhi, and Gong Liangzhi looked at him inquiringly, as if he really didn't understand what he realized.

"Liangzhi," Wei Zhao said slowly, "The formation will be broken in a day, isn't it?" ”

"It can last two days." Gongliang said casually.

"Two days? The formation is gone, what do you hold on? Wei Zhao asked.

"Mountain people have their own tricks." Gongliangzhi looked away, "What are you worried about, I'm the one who learned the formation path." ”

"Don't fool me!" Wei Zhao shouted, "What are you holding on?" Hair? Fingernail? Yourself?! I haven't learned the formation, but I see that you have used it for so many years, and I am not stupid! ”

Gongliang did not speak.

This is tantamount to acquiescence, I am afraid that if the formation is maintained, Gongliang will lose his arms, legs and even his life. There was nothing left of the hope and ecstasy that had just emerged, and Wei Zhao only felt cold in his heart.

"Shrink the formation, right?" He almost pleaded, "You just protect yourself, I'm fine." Am I not a dragon? As long as you stay up for two days, you can go out together. ”

Gongliangzhi shook his head and said, "The dragon is like a snake shedding its skin, and it is the most vulnerable when it feathers. You must not be exposed to miasma when you transform into a dragon. Speaking of this, he actually showed a smile: "The souls of the people who died in the Xuanbing Abyss are destroyed, instead of being a part of the miasma, it is better to use my soul as an eye, and it can also be used to protect you." ”

What is this called waste utilization! Wei Zhao's eyes were split, and only then did he know what Gongliang had planned to do.

"Ah Zhao, listen to me," Gongliang Zhi Zhengse said, "If it were someone else who was with me, I would definitely not be uncommon to sacrifice my life to save others, but you are different!" As soon as the living soul turns into a dragon, there is a golden pill cultivation, with your ability, the yuan infant can be expected, and it is not difficult to transform the god and ascend. I will send you to the nine heavens, and your soul will also be counted in your cause and effect, as long as you live, I will not be considered dead. Isn't that a good thing? ”

"Why didn't you go up and I'll stay?" Wei Zhao said angrily.

"You can't be stupid, I can't turn into a dragon, how can I get out?" Gongliangzhi said, "Either you live or die, or all die here." Don't you still want to see all the scenery in the world? Cultivate the golden pill, you can go to the northern underworld to explore the treasure, although the Kunpeng is gone, their descendants are still there, you have to see for me if the fish is really as big as a mountain. Cultivating into a Yuan Infant can you travel to the Nine Secluded Mansions, aren't you planning to go boating on the Yellow Spring? Cultivating into a god can only be above the green clouds with his own body, and I don't know if the place where there were once Shinto monks who set up the heavenly court can still see Yaochi and Taoyuan. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to get out of this small world after the catastrophe, and from then on to live forever and see for a long time, and to be free from the sky. ”

But even if you can go up and down the Yellow Spring, even if you can transcend this side of the world, what is the interest if you are not with you! Wei Zhao's heart fluctuated, and he only felt that his chest was stuffy and panicked, and he wanted to look up to the sky and roar and spit out his depression. He gritted his teeth and didn't speak, as if he was angry with Gongliangzhi, thinking of a way to get them out of trouble together, or a way to get Gongliangzhi out of trouble alone......

There is a pearl under the jaw of the real dragon.

Wei Zhao felt something under his tongue, and he touched his chin, like touching a pearl through the flesh of a mussel. At this point, he suddenly understood something.

True dragons are born to know, and when the dragonborn reaches the dragon, the knowledge contained in the bloodline slowly awakens. When Wei Zhao was desperately thinking about how to get out of trouble, blood memory gave him the answer.

If you want to go out on your own, just wait two days. If you want to send Gongliang out......

Wei Zhao calmed down.

He was actually a little scared, so he turned his head to look at Gong Liangzhi and found that Gong Liangzhi had been looking at him, as if he wanted to remember his face. Wei Zhao's heart was hot, thinking that Gongliang could go out alive, and he was not afraid of anything all of a sudden.

He also looked at Gongliangzhi carefully, the faces of the friends of the general horn have changed a lot compared to when they were children, but they have never been separated for a long time, and it is difficult to detect subtle changes day by day around them, and now when he turns his head, he is shocked that they have grown up. Gongliang is no longer the child who looks a little dull, but a handsome young man. If Wei Zhao still has the smell of fireworks and the atmosphere of rivers and lakes, Gongliang is completely in line with the image of an immortal in the hearts of mortals, at least externally.

Gongliang is undoubtedly very good-looking, and there is an awe-inspiring aura of a kaolin flower, and the corners of his eyes are slender like a fox, but people are not shrewd. Wei Zhao was a little worried when he thought of this, and said in his heart that he would be left alone in the future, what if he was bullied? - This made the demon cultivator beat his chest when he heard this, and said angrily that they were all famous, and he didn't know who bullied whom.

The big array flickered.

The smile in their eyes vanished, and they both knew that it was time to make a choice. Gongliangzhi opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, only smiled at Wei Zhao. He stood up, and Wei Zhao also stood up and hugged him hard.

"I figured it out, it's good to be powerful." Wei Zhao said, "Gongliang is so good that you must marry a pill and become a baby, and the gods will ascend, and see all this great rivers and mountains for me!" ”

He grabbed Gong Liangzhi's wrists tightly and dragged them in front of him. Gongliang laughed at first, and then the more he listened, the more wrong it became, he wanted to struggle but couldn't break free, so he could only watch Wei Zhao's face turn pale and spit out a bloody bead. The beads were as warm as jade, crystal clear, but they were entwined with ominous blood, like a fruit dug out of a tree before it was ripe.

"Zhao!" Gongliang was shocked.

Wei Zhao licked the blood on his mouth, and forced Gong Liangzhi's palm to wrap the dragon ball tightly. He still wanted to say something chic, but he only felt like there was a rush of air all over his body, and he screamed in pain as soon as he opened his mouth. Wei Zhao couldn't, so he had to close his mouth, transport all the power of the dragon in his body, and send it into the dragon ball.

The unformed dragon ball trembled outside its body, as if it felt pain, and wanted to burrow back into Wei Zhao's body. Wei Zhao pushed it out, and it had no choice but to burrow into another person's body. As soon as the light appeared, the power of the dragon ball and the dragon was forcibly squeezed into Gongliangzhi's body, and at the same time, the surrounding wind and clouds surged, and the large array was shattered in an instant.

Gong Liangzhi felt the upward rushing air flow in his body, and he looked at Wei Zhao in shock, and scales actually appeared on his body. Wei Zhao knew that the pseudo-dragon forcibly created with the power of the dragon ball and the dragon would only save a few breaths, and after a few breaths, the dragon ball would not take shape, and Wei Zhao would no longer have the possibility of turning into a dragon. But so what? A few breaths is enough.

The miasma □□ under the Xuanbing Abyss was like a mold that had encountered the scorching sun, boiling and retreating to both sides. The perennial ice cap made a tooth-sore sound, and a small crack appeared, and then the crack spread all the way, shattering into pieces, like a glass bottle that had been smashed, and instantly shattered into a gap. Under the blessing of the dragon qi, Gongliang was as light as a feather, like a fallen leaf in the wind, and before he had time to say goodbye, he had already soared up in the blink of an eye, rushing out of the Xuanbing Abyss.

The ice cap closed behind him.

And then?

Later, Wei Zhao, who was struggling under the Xuanbing Abyss, met the "Dragon Hunting Seal", and the grief-stricken Gong Liangzhi above the Xuanbing Abyss met their master Lu Zhenren.

Lu Hanbo was overjoyed and flew away, and when he saw Gongliangzhi, his face changed greatly, and he blurted out: "Why are you?" ”

Without waiting for Gongliangzhi to answer, she asked again, "What about Wei Zhao?" ”

At that time, Gongliang was so confused that he didn't care about the obvious disappointment on Shizun's face - he also thought in his heart that Wei Zhaocai should come out. He said a little bit about Wei Zhao, who was about to turn into a dragon, and sent him out, but when he saw that Shizun's face changed several times, he interrupted: "Is he dead?" ”

"When I came out, Ah Zhao was still alive." Gongliangzhi said, his eyes lit up again, "He's still alive!" Can the master think of a way to save him? ”

"It's hard to break through the Xuan Ice Abyss!" Lu Zhenren said sharply and glared at the disciple fiercely, "Why didn't you kill him!" ”

Gongliang was stunned.

Lu Zhenren said: "You have a special physique, you can store dragon qi, if Wei Zhao dies by your side, his soul will follow you out!" ”

Gongliang turned pale, never imagined that he would miss such an opportunity. He thought about it and felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Shizun has long known that Ah Zhao is a dragonborn?" ”

"If he is not, why should I raise him for two hundred years!" Lu Zhenren said without thinking.

This really can't be blamed on Lu Zhenren, even if it is Jindan Zhenren, if he has been planning for one thing for two hundred years, he will fall short when he succeeds, and it will be difficult to be calm when there are big ups and downs. When Lu Hanbo participated in the dragon slaying, he knew that there was no hope for promotion, and after obtaining that ball of true dragon essence, he put all his hopes on refining the dragon capture seal, and it was even more impossible to marry a baby on his own. After two hundred years in this way, Lu Zhenren has reached the end of her life, and at this time, she has passed by the results, no wonder she is angry.

It's a pity that it is too difficult for her disciples to understand this.

Gongliang was stunned on the spot, only to feel a chill that went straight to the bone marrow, which was even more terrifying than under the Xuanbing Abyss. He was never stupid, he had superb understanding, and he understood too much from the master's words.

Lu Zhenren had long known that Wei Zhao was a dragon descendant. Lu Zhenren accepted Wei Zhao for this. Two hundred years...... Lu Zhenren is afraid that he gave birth to Wei Zhao.

Dragons and beasts# can give birth to subspecies, and only in thousands of subspecies can there be a true dragon. However, if the monk uses a secret method to conceive a dragon seed, although it takes a long time, the born dragon descendants are destined to turn into dragons.

"Master...... Gongliang said slowly, "What are you going to do with Wei Zhao?" ”

A trace of remorse flashed in Lu Zhenren's eyes, probably regretting that he had leaked his mouth in front of his disciples. She reluctantly put away her anger, and said sadly: "People can be ruthless, Wei Zhao has my blood, and he is my proud protégé, even if I have any thoughts at the beginning, now I only hope that he will turn into a dragon as soon as possible, and he can protect the master." Don't you believe in being a teacher? But there are unforeseen circumstances, and now this kind of thing has happened...... Under the miasma, even if you have the body of a half-dragon, I am afraid you will not be able to last a few days. ”

After that, she looked at Gong Liangzhi with burning eyes, and changed her words: "How do you treat you as a teacher?" ”

"Self-...... Grace is like a mountain. "Gongliang Zhimu Ran said.

"I can't get a baby for many years as a teacher, and I don't have much life left, if I can get the remnants of the true dragon's body and soul, even if it's just a scaly claw, it may save my life." Lu Zhenren's eyes looked directly at Gong Liangzhi, greedily staring at every trace of dragon qi that remained, "Your dragon qi ...... this body"

She is nothing more than scruples about the last trace of face, and wants to be so good that she hurts her muscles and bones to pick up the residual dragon energy, and honor her master.

"Wei Zhao loves you very much...... Gongliang said with difficulty.

"Of course I do!" Lu Zhenren said impatiently, and slowed down his tone again, "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs, and the cultivators of my generation should also follow the way of heaven, and don't stick to the past." Since Wei Zhao has suffered, you should focus on the present......"

Gongliang Zhi can't hear it anymore.

He was in a trance, looking at the master, Lu Zhenren's face was not very good-looking, and it was difficult to maintain a loving expression - she was not very kind to her disciples, even for the most likable Wei Zhao, at the beginning, Gongliangzhi thought that the master was just not good at expressing it. Lu Zhenren stared at him like a fierce beast staring at its prey, with a look of inevitability, Gongliang looked back and suddenly realized that when Lu Zhenren occasionally looked at the two little disciples in a trance, didn't he use the gaze of a farmer looking at the field.

Gongliangzhi was an orphan who was picked up by Lu Zhenren at the age of seven and raised. He regarded Lu Zhenren as a benefactor, a master, and even a mother secretly. It doesn't matter if Lu Zhenren doesn't smile, whether he ignores him, or pays more attention to Wei Zhao...... Gongliang Zhidu has always loved her wholeheartedly and regarded her as a model on the road of repair.

However......

Is this the truth?

He looked at such a master, and the strict master, loving mother and idol in his heart collapsed, which was just an illusion. Suspicion of the avenue is accompanied by it, and the conscience thinks that ruthlessness is the avenue? Is it the way to harm others and benefit oneself? disdainful of red dust and affection, but drawing camps, competing for resources and magic weapons every day, for which you can use a qiē...... This is the avenue?

Such an avenue can be repaired.

When Gongliang Zhi came out of the Xuan Bing Abyss, he saw Wei Zhao being engulfed in miasma, and his Dao heart was already unstable. At this time, the true qi in his body was chaotic, the purple mansion was uncertain, and a Dao heart was shattered.

He couldn't cast any spells at the moment, but his mind was extremely clear. The dragon ball that had just been integrated into the body had left the body again, lying quietly in the palm of Gongliang's palm. He hadn't had time to tell his master yet, but if Lu Zhenren couldn't wait to make a move himself, he would definitely be able to find it immediately. Wei Zhao stayed under the Xuanbing Abyss, his bones were gone, his soul was destroyed, and only this dragon ball remained. This is what Wei Zhao left him, it is his thing, and no one can take it away.

Gongliang vomited a mouthful of blood, and his whole body arched. He reached out to cover his mouth and took the opportunity to slash the dragon ball into his throat.

He swallowed the dragon ball.

The power that does not belong to one's own body is running around in the body, and the public conscience is so good that he vomits blood, and countless illusions are clearly extinguished, and I don't know what year it is. He felt like he had just come out of the Xuanbing Abyss and swallowed the Dragon Ball, and then he remembered that he had just jumped into the Void True Person's Mansion, countless faces flashed in front of him, and countless voices sounded in his ears.

"The Taoist must cultivate into a true immortal and see all the great rivers and mountains for me!"

"Gongliang is so good that you must marry a Dan and turn into a god and ascend, and see all this great rivers and mountains for me!"

Ah, it's Wei Zhao.

Gongliang came to his senses like a return to the light - at least he felt sober. He was once again standing under the Xuanbing Abyss ten years ago, and beside him stood Wei Zhao, who was about to sacrifice himself. In the past ten years, this scene has appeared countless times in Gongliangzhi's heart, and every time, he will do the same thing, what he did not do in the first place and regret it deeply.

Gongliangzhi grabbed Wei Zhao in the miasma.

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Wei Zhao was dumbfounded.

He dared to jump out of the formation, of course he had the ability to deal with the stomach of that mirage. Not only will he not be eaten, but he will also rebel against the army, collect all the power of the entire cave mansion for his own use, and raise his cultivation all the way to the peak of Jindan, which is the speed of the protagonist's treatment. Wei Zhao deliberately made this scene the same as ten years ago, just to make the conscience of Gongliang, who was already a little chaotic at this time, shake his mind and be taken advantage of by the illusion. In this way, as long as Wei Zhao digested the power of the mirage, he would be able to obtain the answer in the illusion.

However, he didn't expect this to happen.

Gongliangzhi was indeed taken advantage of by the illusion, but his reaction was not to fall to the ground to fight against the illusion, but to stand up like a corpse. There were two ghost fires burning in the Taoist priest's eyes, and he looked even crazier than Wei Zhao. He showed a smile as gentle as water and said, "Ah Zhao......"

He stepped out of the small formation and pounced on Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao realized that Gong Liangzhi's illusion was mixed with reality again, otherwise he wouldn't call "Wei Zhao" Ah Zhao in a trance. Wei Zhao hurriedly went to arrest him, wanting to press Gongliangzhi back into the small array, the battle between the dragon body and the demonic qi and the demon mirage had begun, and after a while, there was no strength left to see a delirious Gongliangzhi. As soon as he grabbed Gong Liangzhi's hand, Gong Liangzhi put the empty palm on his mouth, and then ......

Gongliang kissed him.

The Taoist priest clutched his shoulders tightly, as if he was afraid that he would escape. Gong Liangzhi's lips pressed hard against Wei Zhao's mouth, and his tongue tried to pry his lips open. The fluctuating soft flesh was blocked out by Wei Zhao's clenched teeth, and it kept rubbing on his lips. Wei Zhao's scalp was numb, dumbfounded, and his hair was about to stand on end. He tore Gongliangzhi off his body with all his might, and scolded: "What are you crazy about! ”

He was furious, thinking that as soon as the front foot called Ah Zhao, the back foot gnawed at his wife in the illusion, what a beast. Wei Zhao didn't want to see what Gong Liangzhi made to his wife at all, and was ready to knock the other party unconscious. However, when he went to see Gongliangzhi who was pushed to the ground, he saw a face that was about to cry.

Panic, restlessness, pleading, and even despair.

Wei Zhao was completely frightened by this unbelievable reaction, and he pounced again.

Gong Liangzhi's tongue pushed in his mouth, hurried like a little beast licking a human finger, he kissed neither sensational nor tender, more than kissing something into Wei Zhao's throat, hastily leaving the liquid from his lips. Wei Zhaoru woke up from a dream and understood what Gongliangzhi was doing.

He put the dragon ball in his mouth in the illusion, and then tried to return it to Wei Zhao in the illusion.

Wei Zhao was about to push his hand down.

The small array was shaken by the people inside rushing out one after another, and it was destroyed in a few clicks. At this time, it is useless to push Gongliang Zhi away, it is better to keep him by his side, and he can also protect him. Wei Zhao used the dragon qi in the body of a half-dragon to isolate him from the wriggling and digested mirage stomach pouch, and at the same time used himself as a medium to transform the true qi into Gongliang's mouth, so that he would not die of exhaustion under strong pressure.

Even if he can't go straight to the peak of Jindan, it doesn't matter, Wei Zhao knows that there are many opportunities for the protagonist, and he doesn't lack such a one. Even if you can't get the power of the mirage's illusion, it doesn't matter, anyway, except for Gong Liangzhi, no one needs to let Wei Zhao care about his life when he tortures him. Gongliang is so good that he can't die, Wei Zhao thought, so he won't let him repay his debts so lightly.

What's more, no matter what happens in the future, at least at this moment, Gongliang Zhi is still thinking about saving him and returning the Dragon Ball to him, what else does Wei Zhao have to say?

He felt heartbroken, and then anxious, and he was not used to any positive feelings over the years. Wei Zhao felt uncomfortable, not being able to live with resentment made him feel vulnerable, as if he had not yet been polluted by the evil thoughts of the world, as if he had just fallen into the Xuanbing Abyss, and could not do anything about a qiē malice.

Gong Liangzhi's tongue didn't move for a moment, licking it made his heart burn - maybe it was another place on fire. Wei Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart said that lust #lust is also one of the evil thoughts, which is much easier to deal with than other feelings.

He pressed the back of Gongliangzhi's head and kissed it against him.