The fierce sword qi of "Xiu Xiu" waved around the periphery of Mi Ye Haitian, and Zi Xing leaped up and slashed the last sword horizontally towards the black scale python. The huge body of the black-scaled python slammed heavily to the ground, making a "slam" sound.

"Xing'er, your Phantom Sword has been practiced to the Great Sect Realm, it's very good!" Huan Mo jumped down from the branch on the side, patted Zi Xing's shoulder, and praised with a smile in his eyes.

"Master." Zi Xing smiled modestly, "It was the master who taught well, and I thank the master for his teaching." ”

"Let's go, let's go back."

"Well, Master, wait a minute, I'm going to collect the body of the black scale python." It was his spoils, and he collected them very carefully. The flesh of this black-scaled python is tender and smooth, and it is very delicious, and Master likes to eat it very much.

It's been three years in the blink of an eye, and time is the cheapest way to cultivate, and often one meditation is a hundred years. The young man at the beginning is now a fairy jade, dressed in a black robe, with black hair and high hair, showing off his style and bones...... Zi Xing's injuries have been raised with medicinal soup for half a year, and they are almost all good. In the following time, he has been on the periphery of Miye Haitian, fighting against demonic beasts to strengthen himself.

Just like today's black-scaled python, it is already very powerful on the periphery of Miye Haitian. And Zi Xing, a mortal who has no cultivation, wants to defeat it only with the art of body refining, you can imagine how difficult it is. But after a hundred challenges, he did it, and he succeeded.

"Xing'er, tonight is the last time to repair the dantian. You've got to hold on! Huan Mo's eyes were full of worry.

"Master, I will definitely hold on." Zi Xing said with a heavy promise.

Two years ago, after his injury was healed, he began the first dantian repair. Although he had prepared for the worst, he was still shocked by the pain. He felt every drop of his blood boiling, and every vein was breaking, healing, and breaking...... However, it was not the body that really made him suffer, but the soul.

His three souls and seven spirits were pulled, twisted, and crushed by a strong force, as if they were about to be crushed into powder. What's even more terrifying is that the demons in his heart are infinitely magnified, infinitely magnified......

Like a wisp of ghost, he wandered around until he reached the door of Azusa's house, and he couldn't float anymore. On the eighth day of the third month of the ninth year of Yuan Xi, a day he could never forget. That day, the eldest brother was practicing swords in the martial arts training ground, and he couldn't get too close, so he just watched from aside. Suddenly, a holy decree came, and then all the soldiers and horses broke in, their faces were full of anger, and the sword was the life of the Zi family, and those mortals who had no cultivation were slaughtered by them, and their blood flowed all over the ground.

Father quickly organized the Azusa family's guards to fight against it, but there were too many of them, and the Azusa family's resistance was useless. Si Mingyue stood in the sky above the Zi family and watched coldly, seeing that his father had resisted the slaughter of everyone alone, he actually wanted to attack his father from behind.

"Father, be careful," Zi Xing shouted anxiously, wanting to rush up and fight them to the death.

The eldest brother dragged him to death, took him to the secret room of the Zi family, opened a secret compartment, and revealed the secret passage inside. Pulling Zi Xing, he said: "Ah Xing, you listen to the eldest brother, go all the way west from here, don't look back." Si Mingyue destroyed me all over the house, this revenge big brother will take revenge, but if you want to live, you must live. You have to remember that we are the only ones in the Azusa family, so you must live! ”

After saying that, Zilang set up an enchantment, and finally took a deep look at his younger brother, and then picked up his sword and left.

Zi Xing shook his head again and again, rushing towards the enchantment, but was bounced back again and again. In the end, he watched his clansmen, his eldest brother, and his father...... One by one, they fell.

"Ahh Zi Xing broke down and shouted. He hated so much, there was never a moment, he hated so much! Hate, injustice in this world; Hate, this heaven and earth are impermanent; Hate, he's a waste, he can't even fight the enemy with his family.

The inner demon is encroaching on his consciousness little by little, but he has long been submerged in the illusion created by the inner demon, drowning in his monstrous hatred, unable to extricate himself, unaware.

"Xing'er, Xing'er" Suddenly a clear voice sounded, this voice revealed a hint of urgency, but it was like a divine voice in his ears, dissolving all his darkness and hatred, and he woke up at the last moment when the demon was about to complete the invasion. It was the master who saved him, and saved him again. But in order to save him, the master also suffered a great backlash. Although she didn't tell him, he could see that she was much weaker.

Thinking of this, Zi Xing glanced at the woman in red next to her, the corners of her mouth hooked a shallow arc, and silently told herself in her heart: Master treats me like this, and I will not be able to live up to her expectations.

"Master." Zi Xing stopped and looked at Huan Mo with deep eyes, "I want to ...... Tonight, by myself. His thin lips opened slightly, and he slowly spoke word by word.

Huan Mo turned his head strangely, but his eyes crashed into Zi Xing's deep eyes, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Master? Master? ”

"Ahh Hearing the call of his apprentice, Huan Mo came back to his senses, quickly concealed his embarrassment, and asked, "Why?" You're alone, I'm worried. ”

"I don't want Master to see me again." Looking at Huan Mo, Zi Xing looked up at the sky, and spoke seriously after a long time.

"Okay." Huan Mo looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly he felt that the Ru family had a "son" who had just grown up. At his request, she agreed, though she was still worried.

Night gradually fell in the sea and sky of Miye, and all kinds of powerful demonic beasts wandered in the twilight, letting out a roar from time to time, which made people's scalps tingle. But tonight's Miye Haitian was quiet, and all the demonic beasts were lying in their own territory and shivering. Although, such coercion occurs every other month, the Warcraft are still very afraid.

Zi Xing sat cross-legged on the ground, the moonlight poured on him, and the whole person looked holy as a fairy. But only Zi Xing himself knows what kind of pain he has endured. Suddenly, he felt like he was on fire, and his whole body seemed to be steamed and roasted on the stove; However, in the next moment, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and every drop of blood and every meridian in his body seemed to have become ice slag. Between the two heavens of ice and fire, he still has to bear the trouble of inner demons to guard against being invaded.

He looked inward, watching his meridians break, heal and break...... It's not so much about repairing the dantian as it is about eliminating the dantian, yes, it's eliminating! He wanted to completely remove his broken dantian and start over.

He felt his soul being pulled, twisted, and crushed with all the force, crushing his soul into powder little by little...... The pain was rampaging through him, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't, he couldn't make the slightest sound.

Because Master will hear, she will be worried, she will be anxious, and He doesn't want her to be anxious......