The golden-haired old ape didn't react to Xianghu's complaint at all, lying there as if he had fallen into a wonderful state, and if he looked closely, he could see that the golden haired old ape's body seemed to have a transparent hard shell, which wrapped him like freezing.

Xiangxi smiled with two dimples on her face, and said with a sweet brow: "Ancestor, that girl is suffering from a sign of worry, she has been frightened, and her mind is not worried about a man, so she has a strange disease that cannot find the cause of the disease at present, although her lesion is now extracted, but it won't take three or five days, won't she miss that man again and re-develop the disease?"

The Golden Retriever Ancestor still didn't move, Xianghu smiled and said: "That's why I got her a Forgetful Pill, eat it, the stronger the thoughts about whom, the more she forgets, and make sure that after she sleeps, she doesn't recognize the man standing in front of her." ”

Xiangxi frowned and said, "What if she doesn't recognize her parents?"

Xianghu showed a disapproving expression, and said: "The ancestor only cares about curing the disease, and if she is cured, she doesn't care about anything else, and when she really forgets her family, it's a big deal to come again, and the ancestor will help her remember it." ”

Xiangxi didn't bother to investigate these mortal things, so he didn't ask anymore after saying a word.

Xianghu pinched his chin with two short fat fingers and said, "When the ancestor was absorbing the lesions, I saw that the appearance of the man with slender eyes in the girl's mind looked quite strange. Saying that, Xianghu quietly came to the side of the golden retriever ancestor, stretched out his hand and gently pinched the front of the ancestor's nose, his fingers swirled, as if he was wrapped in a silk thread, constantly pulling, and slowly pulled out a black light cluster from the nostrils of the golden retriever ancestor, this light cluster is the lesion, and it is the face of Zheng Xian, to whom Zhou Ping'er's mind belongs.

The lesion was removed, and the golden retriever ancestor's face, which he had enjoyed very much, immediately began to change, becoming sad and painful.

Xianghu hurriedly let go of the lesion, and the lesion was immediately sucked into the nostrils of the Golden Retriever Ancestor again, and then the Golden Retriever Ancestor turned into a peaceful and joyful look again, and seemed to be still tasting the taste of Zhou Ping'er's lesion.

Xiangxi nodded and said: "That's it, that's it, I can see it at a glance, it's a mask, a very strange material, even like real skin, you can even breathe and breathe, it can almost be real, if it weren't for a few of us, other immortal cultivators wouldn't be able to see it at all, our immortal world doesn't have such means, it should be the treasure of the mortal world, speaking of which, the means of the mortal world are becoming more and more wonderful, I really want to see the appearance of the mortal world." ”

Xianghe's eyebrows are relatively short, like two lying silkworms, which makes Xianghe's face look a little weird, but fortunately she has a smile, otherwise, this face must be very scary if it is serious.

Xianghe nodded and clapped his hands and said, "Let's go and peel off his face, I'm curious about that thing, I want it, and the mortal things are too interesting." ”

Xianghu said: "Yes, that kid has this face, maybe he is from the mortal world, maybe there are some interesting things on his body, let's kill that kid and grab it together." ”

The three medical boys are all temperamental to turn the sky upside down when they have nothing to do, and they are usually bored to death in this medical hall.

The golden-haired ancestor was still lying on the bed, as if he was isolated from the world, and he didn't pay attention to the three of them at all.

The three medical boys made up their minds, and immediately turned their heads to look at the great ape, known as the Golden Retriever Ancestor.

Seeing that the Golden Retriever Ancestor was still smashing his mouth there, with a beautiful aftertaste, the three medical boys, you look at me, I look at you, they all snickered, Xianghu said in a low voice: "There are so many immortal cultivators in the whole world are all pseudo-realms, and our Golden Retriever Ancestor is the true realm of true cultivation, and when the ancestor succeeds in casting the monument, we can be happy and no one cares!"

Xianghe and Xiangxi nodded again and again, and Xianghe said: "How fast is the cultivation of the pseudo-realm, our golden-haired ancestor has been cultivating for a full three thousand years before he has to touch the edge of the stele, which is like those guys, the stele will be cast in a blink of an eye in a hundred and ten years, and the most plausible package is a stillborn, and the most pitiful in the world are those who cast the stele in the pseudo-realm, no matter how they struggle, in the end they are just cocooning themselves." ”

Xianghu ran to the golden retriever ancestor again, stretched out his fingers, and walked back and forth on the nose of the golden retriever ancestor, and after a while, he pulled out the lesion again, but this time he didn't pull it all out, only pulled out three percent, Xianghu stretched out another hand, and stroked the nose of the golden retriever ancestor, and then pulled the lesion in half.

This lesion has a texture like mercury, and after being cut, both sides rebound, and some of it swoops back into the nose of the golden retriever ancestor, and the other part falls into the hands of the doctor Xianghu as if it were frozen.

Xianghu smiled and stretched out his hand a little, the lesion with Zheng Xian's face in this jelly-like interior began to slowly evaporate, and the jelly also began to circle in place, and after a few laps, it flew in the direction of Yihe.

The three medical boys opened their mouths in unison and happily ran after the lesion.

The golden-haired ancestor who was like a sick seedling was still lying on the bed chewing his mouth, looking immersed in it and unable to extricate himself, and he had no feeling for the things around him at all, and the layers of transparent and hard shells like freezing began to gradually become slightly turbid.

......

Zheng Xian's heart was full of evil thoughts, full of murderous intentions, and the pitch-black karmic fire that was originally entangled beside him was even more raging at this time, and countless skeletons and bones in it roared and roared, like a pitch-black vortex that continued to erode Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian held a torch in his hand, and he wanted to burn the city with a fire, turning the entire city into a sea of fire, so that he could take advantage of the chaos to leave the city that had caused countless anger to rise in his chest.

Zheng Xian is not a very emotional person, under normal circumstances, Zheng Xian maintains the most calm state, but once he touches the bottom line in Zheng Xian's heart, Zheng Xian's feelings will erupt like a volcano, after all, he is just a nineteen-year-old boy, even if he encounters more, it is impossible to stay sober and calm anytime and anywhere like a thousand-year-old ghost.

The so-called people are not impulsive, what is the point of living without impulses?

Zheng Xian is still young after all, and Zheng Xian is a guy who lives according to his own thoughts, as soon as he has an idea in his heart, he will never relax, which is also the reason why an existence like the Great Dao Hermit feels tricky when he encounters Zheng Xian, and the mouse drags the turtle and has nowhere to start, and even the Great Dao Hermit said that Zheng Xian, who has cultivated to the realm of treading the sea, is a Great Dao seed.

At this time, Zheng Xian was in a warehouse, which was full of fire oil, and he didn't know what the oil was extracted from in this barren place.

Zheng Xian had been standing here for a full quarter of an hour with a torch in hand, and as long as he threw the torch into the oil, the first flame that buried the city would ignite, and then as long as Zheng Xian continued to prevent fire, it would not be long before the entire city would be covered with flames.

With the immortal cultivators of the Land Gate here, Zheng Xian's fire may not be able to extinguish this Xuantian City, but it is enough to create a chance for Zheng Xian to escape.

However, Zheng Xian's fire has never been ignited.

Zheng Xian, who had always carried out his thoughts, rarely hesitated, and every time he thought of what he had seen and heard when he entered this Xuantian City, he wanted to set this city on fire and burn those despicable creatures, but Zheng Xian still had the most scrupled trace of consciousness that made him hesitate.

That indifferent heart, that thought of mortals like ants, Zheng Xian's cultivation increased sharply, Zheng Xian felt that it meant that he was on the right path, and even his cultivation had improved, could there be more conclusive evidence than this?

Perhaps after putting this fire on the fire, venting the anger in his heart and reaching the manic thoughts, Zheng Xian's cultivation will be improved again and reach the late fractal realm.

Just like when Zheng Xian and Zhou Jiaojiao had a relationship, after venting the desire that had been held back for 18 years, the hearty, the feeling of piercing the heavy eggshell wrapped around him, and finally breathing fresh air, was really full of tempting taste.

However, this low-hanging fruit cultivation progress made Zheng Xian faintly feel uneasy.

I can't tell the hesitation.

Zheng Xian rarely hesitated, especially when it came to major matters.

Not long ago, Zheng Xian saw that Lao Zhangtou was going to be strung into a pillar, and he did not hesitate to expose himself, so he immediately killed Lao Zhangtou, just to make Lao Zhangtou suffer less torture.

The Great Dao Hermit wanted to teach him the Infinite Dao, whatever he chose, at that time, what Zheng Xian needed most was the inheritance of the Great Dao, but Zheng Xian directly smashed the jade piece that the old man of the Great Dao Hermit had the idea of sweet potatoes tied to.

Hao Guang, who was on the edge of one side, Zheng Xian felt pity, so he spared no cost, and even sent the mussel beads out of the city after the most reluctance, and he had no regrets.

Even this kind of character can be traced back to when he was ten years old, crawling back to the city from the mountains in the ice and snow, Zheng Xian, who was hungry and cold, didn't even want to eat, and the first thing he did was to burn his uncle's family to death.

It was also arson, and this time, Zheng Xian hesitated.

At the beginning, the ten-year-old child, who only had hatred in his heart, trekked in the snowy mountains, suffered a lot, was betrayed by the most trusted person, and his young chest was full of anger, and he was immediately burned to death to deceive him, seized his family property, and even sold him to his uncle's family.

Zheng Xian never took the initiative to recall the fire.

The more time passed, the more Zheng Xian could not feel the pleasure of the initial arson, the chic of revenge, on the contrary, in Zheng Xian's heart, it was more of an indescribable bitterness.

Zheng Xian has always felt that this bitterness is not remorse, he does not regret burning his uncle's family, this kind of entangled bitterness is just an indescribable helplessness and unhappiness, and even an emptiness that has not been gained after emotional catharsis. Killing people here in Zheng Xian is never a happy thing, just a means to live.

At this moment, the same fire, the same torch, the same fire oil that can ignite a monstrous flame with a spark, Zheng Xian hesitated.

This fire can instantly express the anger in his chest, and Zheng Xianxiu is promoted, which is a broad road leading to the avenue.

Zheng Xian had a feeling that this fire was like a step, as long as he stepped up one step, from then on, his cultivation was on a smooth road, and if he couldn't take this step, he didn't know how many detours he had to take to become it.

This step is related to the future of his Zheng Xian.

This fire is tied to Zheng Xian's thoughts, and as soon as the thought arises, it must be carried out to the end, which is Zheng Xian's code of conduct, however, this time, Zheng Xian has never hesitated in the face of his life principles.

Zheng Xian couldn't even remember the last time he hesitated like this.