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About an hour later, the male cultivator came up again, and smeared the ointment and dressing on his face, but the person was extremely depressed, sat down on the bamboo chaise longue with a butt, took out a pill bottle, poured out a few pills, and threw them into his mouth at will. Outside the door of the building, there was a cultivator shouting and drinking, I don't know what he was doing, and the male cultivator only tilted his head slightly, and then he looked sluggish again, staring at a picture on the ground.

There was a bang, and the male cultivator jumped up suddenly, with a somewhat unhappy look on his face, and suddenly his face changed to sincerity, it turned out that his snarky junior sister had arrived.

"Ah, junior sister, you're here! I'm waiting anxiously for my brother, I don't know what's going on over there?"

The man's face was sincere, and his eyes stared at his junior sister with envy.

"Hmph, Shizun's old immortal is hateful, I want to say it, it's not allowed, I actually said that we should be more careful recently, don't go outside to cause trouble!"

The woman was so displeased that she couldn't bear to spit foul language.

"Why? How can anyone mess with us in a thousand miles here?"

"Hmph, the old immortal said that the guy in the snake lang has made a chance to heaven, saying that there is a cultivator who defends the heavens and is here, and I am afraid that there will be a great danger with my heavenly gate!"

"Hmph! That old pervert is always chattering, except for the fat and tall woman of the sect who is scheming all day long, where is there another time when he calculates accurately? Great arithmetic? I am sorry! Last time, he said that there was a cultivator who defended the heavens and asked us to guard against it, but nothing came to the end! It was just an empty panic. ”

"But it seems that the ancestor of the family is convinced of this!"

The man smiled humbly at the nun with a face.

"Hmph, the older that old man gets, the more afraid of death becomes! I don't believe in my own strength at all, but I just believe in what kind of great arithmetic master calculates the heavenly machine! Senior sister, think about it, what is the heavenly machine? If ordinary people can make calculations in cultivation, then what else do we need to do in cultivation? Just wait for the heavenly fate to come! Besides, taking a step back, even if there is really any heavenly opportunity or anything like that that can be calculated, is it just a cultivator of the Great Perfection Realm of God Transformation that is? Hmph, I think that guy is a liar at all! Senior Sister Luo Yang'er, you have to be careful! That guy talked about you several times, if it weren't for the master's obstacle, then I'm afraid he would have succeeded!"

"Bah, Nan Wumian, are you my senior brother? Even if I marry Luo Yang'er, I won't marry someone like that old man! Of course, I won't marry a coward like you! My man should be a great man who sits on a high platform and despises all directions! If I don't marry, I will marry someone who will marry ・・・・・・."

"Senior sister, then you and I can only nest here recently?"

Before the female Xiu Luo Yang'er could say anything unpleasant, the male Xiu Nan Wumian had already interrupted her.

"Oh, I don't want to! Although heaven and earth can accommodate me here, it is not very wide after all! The most important thing is that there is no great man who makes me willing! Also, where can I raise big fish in a small pond?"

That Luo Yang'er was not jealous of his words, but he chattered like this, but the senior brother called Nan Wumian couldn't listen to it anymore. His face was dark, and his sword was glaring in his eyes, but he bowed his head pitifully, and only stared at a pattern on the ground.

"Senior Brother Nan Wumian, you said that you and I have only reached the age of more than 100 years and have not yet reached 200 before we have attained enlightenment, that is, we look at the entire secret realm, and even the entire Wild Cave Heaven is also a talented and incomparable genius! But is this how geniuses are tethered to mangers? Even Maxima cannot be practiced every day! Hmph, I don't care, but I have to go outside to experience when I find an opportunity, and I will never come back if I don't turn into a god! ・・・・・・Hey, Nan Wumian, are you listening?"

The female cultivator Yang'er saw that Nan Wumian looked uneasy, and scolded loudly.

"Senior sister, the master will not agree! I heard that the high-level is preparing for a big operation, maybe one day there will be a time when you and I will show our skills!"

"Hmph, I've been saying this for decades!"

"But this time, it was the well-known Confucian master of the Cave Heaven who whispered to the master Lang Jun himself, and I think there will be no mistake in the future. ”

"Really! So it's possible! With that old ghost ancestor's deep belief in this person, it's probably really fast! Ah, I really hope the storm is coming more violently! By the way, senior brother, how do you know so clearly? The master didn't even say anything to me. ”

"That **** is making tea, a fragrant tea, the master is about to drink comfortably, and the interest is also high, and he whispered to the master. ”

"Oh, no wonder, I thought Master would be very kind to you. ”

"Ah, everyone knows that Shizun loves you the most! As for me, Shizun found it to play with my sister. ”

"Giggles, it's good to know!"

After the proud female cultivator Luo Yang'er left, Nan Wumian once again gloomy face, smashed a cup in his hand, and then screamed, pushed open the door of the secret room, and rushed to the underground secret room as if flying, punching and kicking the male and female cultivators together, and kept insulting Luo Yang'er very **** swear words in his mouth, until he was exhausted.

When the maid slowly climbed up the steep slope and returned to his bedroom, a maid came over cautiously and said:

"Childe ・・・・・・"

"Go, go, go!"

Nan Wumian threw over with a rough big mouth, only knocked the maid out a few feet away, fell to the ground, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, slowly got up, knelt on the ground, and confessed to Nan Wumian.

"Huh!

The maid hurriedly fled and exited, and when there was only one person in the room, Nan Wumian was the only one, when she suddenly looked back and wrapped herself in a magic energy shield, and then began to whimper and cry to herself:

"The path of cultivation is vast, when will it be the end? Father, mother, when will I be able to avenge the great revenge of destroying the sect for you? Woo woo woo ・・・・・・ the Heavenly Sect, kill my people, rob my big array, I will destroy your entire clan! Woo woo! Whoever can destroy you, I am willing to pay with my life! Woo woo ・・・・・・."

When he had cried enough, Nan Wumian slowly collected a magic energy shield released by his side, and then carefully cleaned his face and went out to the middle hall. The female cultivator looked at this cultivator with trembling eyes, but the guy smiled and said:

"Hui'er, I'm sorry!

"Childe, you seem to have been sick a little more recently!"

"yes! Maybe it's the result of erysipelas. ”

"Or ・・・・・・"

Nan Wumian waved his hand and interrupted the maid's words:

"Don't persuade me to stop taking the pill!

Nan Wumian took out the pill bottle, poured a few pills into his mouth, chewed and swallowed carefully!

"Childe, you are already super talented, why do you want to abuse yourself like this?"

The nun named Hui'er.

"Do I want to consult with you?"

Nan Wumian is not happy.

"Yes, yes, yes, damn it!"

The maid Hui'er was so shocked that she didn't dare to say anything more, but lowered her head and went into the bedroom to clean up the house. Nan Wumian suddenly sighed, and poured the pill into his mouth again.

Jian Chuan has been paying attention to this Nan Wumian these days, and his person is really a poor person, but that guy also has a lot of hate!

"This pervert, I'm afraid there are some stories!"

It was back to that Luo Yang'er came to swagger, Nan Wumian had just swallowed a lot of pills, and he was attacked by erysipelas, and when he was dead and alive, he just gave it to his junior sister.

"Hmph, do you rely on pills to help you cultivate? Do you want to catch up with my entry? Hmph!

The nun shook her hand and walked away.

It was about that Nan Wumian couldn't bear it anymore, and he suddenly recited a spell in his mouth, pinched the magic seal with both hands, and opened another secret hole in his bedroom, and he rushed into it and galloped away at the bottom of the cave. Jian Chuan followed, and an extremely rich bloody aura emanated, which only made people want to vomit. Jianchuan is also a great hidden art entangled in the light of the ground, in front of a pool of blood, several zhang in size, that full of a pool of blood water, plus all kinds of herbs elixir.

However, what is even more frightening is that there are dozens of corrections on the edge of the medicine pool, and the head has been taken, and the blood in the neck is splashed into the pool. There was a female cultivator with a lot of white-eyed eyes holding a sword in one hand, coldly slashing those cultivators who were bound to knees, stabbing one head at a time, without any pity, just like an ordinary chef peeling and peeling onions. The blood entered the pool, and the head flew up and landed on the ground in another place, where dozens of fresh skulls were already piled up!

Nan Wumian didn't care about the female cultivator's murder, but he was impatient and threw himself into the blood pool at once, splashing blood and overflowing, but his own family was screaming and sitting in the pool to cultivate. The white-eyed female cultivator by the pool didn't say a word, but her hand raised and fell, and a human head flew up and fell into the recess on the other side, but the blood spurted out of her neck and fell straight into the pool of blood.

About two hours passed, and the blood pool Zhongnan Wumian finally opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and climbed onto the pool platform. The body was dripping up and down, and blood was falling. However, the bright red color of the pool water has faded a lot after all.

Nan Wumian slowly released a trace of qi, and the indifference and gloomy cold air shocked Jian Chuan!

"This guy is actually a god in the middle level! Originally, he was pretending to bluff that stupid woman Luo Yang'er, amazing! Even I didn't notice it. ”

The white-eyed female cultivator just glanced at it, and then didn't look back, and slaughtered those cultivators again and bleed, with an indifferent expression, as if she was killing a beast, without mercy. Nan Wumian also glanced at it casually, and then went to another stone room to wash off the blood stains all over his body, changed his robes, and flew directly into the secret path.

In the bedroom, there was indeed a hint of blood, but Nan Wumian lit a stick of incense, which was rich and long, and had already covered up the faint smell of blood.

Jianchuan is hidden here, calm and quiet, and there is no accident, but the entire Tianmen Secret Realm seems to be shrouded in a wisp of divine qi, and that qi is obviously a powerful cultivator, at least it is also a combined junior cultivator! That is the legendary power! It is that wisp of qi, so that Jianchuan does not dare to get out of the prying eyes, although the power of his divine thoughts has already exceeded the legendary Mahayana primary level. However, the magic power is still far from the combination, and it is not counted in the Dao. However, that divine sense never seems to see through the dwellings, which is also why Jian Chuan can peek into this place at will without his cultivation being aware of it! As Jian Chuan became familiar with the mechanism here, the place of the blood pool was secretly taken by Jian Chuan from a female cultivator who was too frightened and died, and secretly untied the female cultivator of the nine ghost pupils in the naked torture chamber and took it out, and hid it in the pavilion here.

There were a lot of flaws in this matter, but the white-eyed nun didn't know whether she was indifferent, careless, or didn't care about the life and death of those cultivators, and she had reached the point of ignoring it, and she didn't even realize it, but when she threw the dead body into another morgue cave opposite the blood pool, she threw the dead nun next door to another morgue cave opposite the blood pool.

In fact, if Nan Wumian happened to be sick and rushed to the naked torture room to commit abuse, he would definitely be able to find out the reason for this. It's a pity that he just used a special method to stimulate the potential of his body, and that cultivation realm was actually abruptly promoted to the middle level of transforming gods, in order to stabilize the realm, he arranged too much homework every day, and the cultivation time was still insufficient, where did he have time to do these idle things?

Or the other cultivators in the naked torture room can also know, one is that they were blinded by the power of Jian Chuan's mysterious mind at that time, and there is no way to peep, and the other is that the dead body brought by Jian Chuan has also undergone a special spell, and the appearance is almost similar to that of the Nine Ghost Pupil Female Cultivators, and it is dead, who will pay attention to it?

Jian Chuan looked forward to the disappearance of the overhauled qi in the secret realm of Tianmen day by day, but he just refused to slack off. Helplessly, Jian Chuan could only quietly hide in a secret compartment in the attic of this place, and the Nine Ghost Pupil Female Cultivators took the elixir on Jian Chuan's hand to restore their physical strength and supernatural powers in a secret compartment on the other side.

On that day, the maid downstairs, who had been abused by Nan Wumian from time to time, returned to the attic to sweep, and she cleaned the top attic on one side about every five days, and there was no accident! At this time, the nun muttered to herself while cleaning:

"Oh, I didn't expect the physique of the low-level cultivator to be so dangerous! If it weren't for the full preparation of the son earlier, he might have been ・・・・・・ today, but it's a pity that the son originally turned into the peak cultivation of the Great Perfection of the gods, and practiced the void in half a step, the way of heaven is unfair, and he suffered misfortune, after taking the house, he started from the first level of a Yuan Infant step by step, and he must not show the slightest flaw, and he was abused and ridiculed by the **** Luo Yang'er in the day! Looking at the appearance of the child's submissive promise, it is really heart-wrenching! I hate to slaughter the **** with my own hands! Exchange my own body for the dignity of my son! But what can I do? I was infatuated, and I had to whisper to myself at the back of the person・・・・・・ Oops, I almost forgot! Today it should be time for me to arrest the free-range cultivators and kill the blood pool! I just don't know how much more elixir is needed in the blood pool? Do you want to go outside to buy it again? It is really dangerous to buy it in the secret realm, and there is a **** Luo Yang'er who chased after him and bullied the master, if he missed the stuffing, it would be bad! ・・・・・・"

The nun muttered to herself, about to say what was in her heart, and suddenly let out a long breath, as if she was relaxed, and casually packed up her clothes, turned back and went downstairs.

Jian Chuan quietly walked out of the dark grid, looked out at the gap in the pavilion, and saw that the female cultivator looked at the house where Nan Wumian was sitting for a long time, and then sighed and left in a hurry.