Gu Xiuyuan looked at Mu Zisu, who was anxious, for a long time, and said calmly: "You wait for two more days, Mr. will have a way." ”

"I don't need him, I owe him enough, if he had a way to restore my lute bone, he wouldn't have relied on Yuan Ying's blood to give me strength all the time. I'll ask you if you're going to say it. ”

Gu Xiuyuan was categorical, "If I don't go, you are not allowed to go." ”

Mu Zisu stared at him hatefully, and now he wanted to make a move, he was indeed not his opponent. She glared at him and slammed the door shut.

Since then, she has been kept behind closed doors.

Many people could hear Mu Zisu's painful screams coming from her bedroom. Someone asked her what was going on, but Gu Xiuyuan didn't say a word. He forced himself to calm down and study the theory of sitting and forgetting, for the sake of the Palace of Eternal Life and for her. That's the only thing he can do right now.

In the dormitory, Mu Zisu lay on the ground, his chest ached, he couldn't stop coughing up blood foam, and his ten fingers were gurgling. In front of her, she was crazy to tear up and dance messily.

It didn't work, no matter how hard she tried. Sitting and forgetting can't restore her pipa bone, she is now a waste.

"Why do I work so hard, I put my life on the line to practice to no avail. I ended up with nothing, just because of a pipa bone? Those people eat and drink every day, but they can still rely on their own talent to become famous and start a family, why! On what ground?! ”

"I'm not reconciled...... I'm really, unwilling!! ”

She was suddenly stunned, as if she remembered something.

yes, and ...... And there's that method.

As long as you get the power, keep the Immortal Palace, and kill Bu Songyue and Luo Ying, even if you go to make a deal with the demon cultivator? It's just a matter of being gone......

Her gaze had become greedy and crazy—

Trading with demon cultivators is her only way out.

Mu Zisu once heard that there was a yellow skin hole in the forest north of Cangwu County, and there lived an old skin who had practiced for thousands of years. Some greedy people want to ask for wealth and seek officials, and instead of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, they want to worship this kind of evil and crooked way. The most ridiculous thing is that this old skin also molded a law for himself, and he didn't dare to anger the eight tribes of the gods, so he borrowed the law of the fallen Daomen.

Her children and grandchildren are attached to the Dharma image, and when human beings worship and covet together, those descendants will be attached to human beings, and they fulfill human wishes, but they absorb the essence of human beings to supply this old skin to practice.

Human beings are still beautiful, and I think this is much more effective than the harmony of the eight tribes of the gods.

At midnight, Mu Zisu came to the temple called 'Guanshi'.

Incense is flourishing here, and rows of everlasting lights around the hall illuminate the hall. Mu Zisu didn't feel sacred and solemn at all, but felt that the demonic aura was surging and the evil aura was pervasive.

She reluctantly knelt under the statue of Huang Sangu, who was 'purifying all beings', and pretended to beg sincerely. At this time, a Taoist aunt dressed as a Taoist walked in front of her, with fine skin and tender flesh, but she wanted to squeeze out a loving smile and said to Mu Zisu: "This donor has a lot of trouble, if you are willing to beg sincerely, there will be gods to help." ”

"Will the gods help me gain power?"

That Dao Gu smelled the smell of Mu Zisu's powerful soul, and her saliva was about to flow out. The evil spirit became more and more vigorous, and a treacherous demonic wind blew violently to extinguish the candles in the temple.