At this time, Fu Kui thought that it was good to see Cao Yueniang with a black face and angry!

A darker and stronger man in the back glared at He Houtie in front of him. He handed the weak Fu Yao to He Houtie, hugged Fu Kui himself, and joked with a smile in his throat: "The little girl is so bold! Although it is said that this is near your home, it is really tiresome to go up the mountain before dawn! No wonder you should go to the tongue and say that you are ...... Let's go, Uncle will take you home!"

Fu Kui is now being carried and walking, and Fu Yao is safe. After a sleepless night, she could boldly fall asleep along with sleepiness.

That's great!

Fu Kui, who feels that he is extremely happy, doesn't know that some people in the world are unhappy.

"Yu Xiao, you are really still alive, it is not in vain that I am trapped here!" the hoarse and deep voice seemed to have not spoken for a long time.

The man in the flames opened his eyes, smiled unruly, and then laughed. His upper clothes had long been burned, and the dragon's tail had lost its former golden glow and became white.

The six spikes avoided his big hole and almost pierced his whole body. In a few days, he won't be able to maintain even his basic human form. The golden blood that flowed out was steamed into a golden cloud by the flames, and it rose upward......

But now, it's all worth it!

"Still awake? Sure enough, it's the former demon king!"

The young man appeared out of thin air and poured a sip of mortal liquor, not minding the wine flowing down his neck and onto his open chest.

"Don't you still want to say it???Trapped in the Demon Transformation Pond for 600 years, you still don't want to say it?!I didn't expect our demon world to be so righteous and affectionate!" mocking voice.

"The personality has changed again. The white hand indifferently wiped the blood stains from his lips.

It is a small but delicate courtyard, it is snowing outside, but the courtyard is warm like spring. An old man with gray hair stared intently at the cobblestone in the water, which was no different from ordinary stone. Who would have thought that it was the legendary psychic ancient stone? This kind of treasure conceived by heaven and earth must be unique. In other words, a month ago, when the last ancient stone died, the spirit stone that he had raised for a long time would evolve into a psychic ancient stone. And when this spirit stone received the inheritance, he also sensed a heavenly opportunity by the way, which he didn't even expect.

"Holy Son, take care of your health!" said the maid beside her, worriedly. The chains on her body were connected to the old man, delicate and extraordinary, and almost weightless.

"Simeng, you don't know my body, take the medicine away!" After speaking, he flicked away the medicine bowl, and was a little surprised when he saw the person holding the bowl, "...... Your Excellency the High Priest".

"Xia Ba, do you still refuse to call me master?"

This is his most gifted disciple.

Xia Ba was silent, lowered his eyes and eyelashes, and secretly told himself in his heart that he didn't care.

"Xia Ba...... I picked you up when I was sixty-seven years old and brought you back to teach you carefully, like a father and a son. Time flies so fast, the emperor of Dayu doesn't know how many times he has changed, and you are almost sixty-two now! You are dedicated to the Tao, and you can be said to be the strongest in terms of talent except for those few people," the high priest's mind flashed over the arrogant young man, but unfortunately he is also dead now, "Now Dayu has shown ......his defeat! I beg you for the teacher!" The old man with orange peel knelt on one knee, his right hand clenched into a fist across his chest, and performed the highest standard of Shikun's prostration.

How can he not care? How can he not care? How can he refuse his pleading, the teacher he once respected the most?

"Ba'er, I know you look down on me. Yes, I have long lost my pure heart to the Tao, and I have done all the insidious and dirty things that cannot be seen. I'm not afraid that after death, there will be no reincarnation and I will be tortured in hell! What I'm afraid of is that Da Yu is not destroyed, and Shi Kun is not strong! It's just a little bit! Da Yu has already begun to cut off his life in the hands of Xia Jie's kid. We need people who know the destiny of heaven, just like you can feel the divine sense of the purple spirit flower, but I only know that it has a little more aura than other ordinary flower vines. Shikun needs your talent!"

The last time he sensed the Mandate of Heaven, Xia Ba sensed that the purple spirit was about to transform into a human in the future. So, he gave the purple spirit to the high priest, his respected master. However, when the purple spirit returned, the blooming purple spirit flower had already turned into dead wood, and it turned to ashes the moment he touched it.

At that moment, he felt the resentment of the purple spirit, and at that moment, he suddenly realized the destiny of heaven again, and God did not bless Shikun.

And in the hands of his master, no, in the hands of the high priest, the purple rays like water were so dazzling. The high priest said that it was an unusually pure life force that could absorb the essence of increasing cultivation.

Xia Ba felt sad in his heart, but he didn't say anything. The High Priest has gone too far into the devil.

Once he met an immortal, and saw him on the top of a mountain, in a market, in a mirage, and on the edge of a flame. Finally, one day he stopped him and asked, "How can I be you?"

The man couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice was unusually calming: "Oh, boy, you can finally talk to me, that's good! Even if you ask a questioner, then you are just a human being. It is human beings who have to use human strength. It's like I can kill a monster with one finger, but I have to buy an ordinary bun for a penny. Do you understand, remember, don't be greedy for power and confuse your mind......"

"It was Shikun who raised you!" the high priest's voice was full of emotion, even if it was not loud, it was every word in his head. Xia Ba looked at him from the soberness of his memory, and there was still sincerity and persistence in his eyes?

"Xia Ba, you know the destiny of heaven, do you know how many people have died in the snow disaster in my Shikun now?" Chrysanthemum tears flowed from her eyes, "Xia Ba...... Although you don't care about the battle between Shikun and Dayu, don't you care about the lives and deaths of so many ordinary people......? For the teacher's 60 years of nurturing and teaching, I beg you to enter the tower and pray for me for 20 years. Just twenty years...... Then it's up to you!If you want to leave, it's up to you!!"

The immortal said to him: "If the heart is not worried, you can travel thousands of miles with your steps, the heart does not care, the body is lighter than the swallow, and if the heart has no distractions, you can be in the universe." ”

Xia Ba looked at the master kneeling at his feet, his former father. I don't know when, he's been like this. Xia Ba let him kneel, thinking for a long time before he said, "Ten years." ”

"Good!"

It's just that, he still can't do it without worrying. It's just ten years. Ten years of changing the relationship between father and son and apprentice is not necessarily a relief. Xia Ba, who had figured it out, changed his hair to green silk in an instant, and his withered hands became plump and jade.

A light streaked across the sky outside the courtyard, followed by earth-shattering thunder. Since then, Shikun not only has an emperor who specializes in internal affairs, a high priest who hates Dayu very much, but also a military advisor who is almost demonic in strategy.