The early autumn is slightly cold, the declining wind urges the old, the bamboo forest Wanye refuses to bow his head, and stands tenaciously to accept the dew that is sprinkled in the morning light, slightly drunk. A blood-red figure stood on the bow of the boat, her eyes moving with the figure shuttling briskly through the bamboo forest, as if worried about whether her clothes would get wet.

The little palace master quietly followed a deer with a cub, watching her carefully choose the path, and occasionally when the forest was dense and there was no way to escape, the doe would call to remind the young deer, ordering him to drill under his crotch to avoid being pricked by bamboo leaves like a sword and spear. The fawn may not be able to appreciate the mother's painstaking efforts, and will resist when playing, and even deliberately rub its head against it, but after experiencing several pinprick electric shocks, it finally understands the danger of this bamboo forest, and screams aggrievedly, honestly following its mother's footsteps.

For them, this is a strange place, and past experience has taught the mother deer that unfamiliar places need to be extra careful, first of all, to explore the environment, but also to pay attention to whether there are natural predators around, especially to pay attention to whether there are people around. Xiuzhen Shijie is so magical, ordinary beasts not only have a great increase in longevity, but also begin to have spirituality after living for a long time;

The little palace master could not hide her appearance, the mother deer had already noticed her existence, and with a sense of existence in the dark, it knew that she was not hostile to herself, did not want to eat her own flesh, did not want to drink her own blood, and would not kill her own children.

Mother Deer didn't understand what the little palace master was doing, and it was a little strange that she followed her mother and son, watching herself do these most ordinary things. Occasionally, it would look back, bold enough to call out two questions. Get some gestures and a smiley face, and a few words that you don't understand.

It's okay if you don't understand. Mother Deer understood what the man meant, she just wanted to see it.

"Humans are weird. Since she wants to see it, let her watch it. Mother Deer thought.

Compared to the mother deer, the young deer are far more curious about humans than they are in danger, and they turn back more often, and on several occasions they even want to get closer and try to communicate with the strange but not ugly creature. At this time, there will always be a stern call from the mother, and the young deer has to keep up with the mother's footsteps, leaving a "sorry" look before leaving, as if saying goodbye to their new friend.

"It's okay, it's okay. You're busy. ”

The little palace master looked at this scene, but somehow he couldn't see enough, and muttered some inexplicable words in his mouth, how could he have the appearance of a monk. At this time, the sky in the distance was full of red glow, and the roar was deafening, but without knowing it, the little palace master did not notice the vision at all, and was immersed in the game with the deer mother and son.

As the Scarlet figure feared. It didn't take much effort, and the clothes and skirts of the little palace master were all wet with bamboo leaves, and he didn't dare to release the Dao method to disturb the mother and son of the deer, so he had to endure it.

It is somewhat hypocritical to say that mortals look at monks as immortals. In the eyes of these lowest-level creatures, people with mana fluctuations are true heavenly powers, and they can't avoid them. Let alone be close to it.

Looking at the scene in the bamboo forest from afar, the Gun King frowned slightly. Said slowly: "How is it good for the young master to become like this?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, let her go. ”

The ancestor is still dressed up by Grandma Liu. His face was younger than four years ago, and he picked up the fishing rod casually and said with emotion: "I only learned today that fishing is such a difficult thing. Lu Fangtian's old thing is so patient, he has been fishing for more than ten years, and I don't know how he can survive. ”

There is no head or tail, the king of guns really doesn't know how to pick up the stubble, and hesitates: "Decadent people waste time, why should the Lord care." ”

The old ancestor shook his head lightly and said, "It's not a waste of time. That supernatural power can still take effect after his death, but this palace still can't figure it out. ”

The Gun King smiled bitterly when he heard this, thinking that no matter what means he used, it would not be because of fishing.

"It's just a miracle"

"You don't understand. ”

The old ancestor said solemnly: "If this method can be passed on, do you know how significant it is?"

The gun king was slightly stunned, then startled, and suddenly realized.

If the old dean's method was established earlier and could be passed down, and each powerful person sealed a divine power in the body of a low-level monk before returning to the ruins, how many monks would have the power of great power after countless years?

Now that there is a method, even if the sealing supernatural power cannot be transferred, there will still be endless troubles for the Demon Domain. Just imagine, if the spiritual cultivator sends a monk to infiltrate the demon realm, use the sealing supernatural power to kill the great power or the overhaul, and slowly continue, what will be the result?

Thinking of this, the Gun King didn't have time to sigh that the palace master was far-sighted, his cold sweat was wet, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The old ancestor sighed and said, "Thought of it?"

The Gun King said solemnly: "Xiao Shisanlang may know. ”

The old ancestor said, "He really doesn't know. ”

The Gun King didn't know why the palace master was so sure, so he didn't want to talk about it anymore, and said, "This matter needs to be guarded against as soon as possible." ”

The old ancestor said: "The arrangement must be arranged, but as far as the idea of this palace is concerned, this matter is mostly because of the physique of the thirteen, or something else. If you change people, it will be difficult to do it. ”

The Gun King frowned slightly, thinking that kid was amazing enough, could it be that he was still a natural supernatural pot, although he was not afraid of leaking out if he put it inside.

This can be verified, and now I will tell you about it, just stay tuned. ”

You can't catch fish without supernatural powers, and the ancestor lost patience and threw the fishing rod aside. Looking back at the little palace master who finally frolicked with the deer, the old ancestor said with emotion: "It won't be too long. ”

The straight figure of the gun king suddenly shortened, and he said in a trembling voice: "The lord should not be light"

The old ancestor waved his hand to stop him and said, "Don't say useless words, you can talk about it, can that kid win?"

The Gun King hesitated for a moment and said, "With the guidance of the Lord, it should be fine." ”

The old ancestor sneered and said, "Dirty thoughts. This palace only hinted at the identity of the three of you, and never made a choice for him, let alone pointed out anything. Hongu doesn't even know. Whether he came to the conclusion because of a hint is still doubtful. ”

The king of guns was slightly surprised. I couldn't help but ask, "How does the Lord hint?"

The old ancestor replied, "A cultivator in the grass and wilderness, and a spiritual cultivator. Under the door of a mountain monarch, this sentence was spoken by the main palace, but it did not specify who was who. In terms of strength evaluation, this palace said that you are not spirits, demons, demons, and people, and your cultivation is a mess, and your supernatural powers are chaotic, and there is nothing else to say. ”

In the past, the ancestor would not have consulted like a subordinate anyway. This is the case. It can only be said that she trusts the Gun King enough, and then she really can't figure it out, as if she doesn't understand why Lu Fangtian can still seal the supernatural power after death, so she has to try it herself.

The reminder is also an evaluation, and he is a member of the three kings, and when the gun king heard the old ancestor's comments, he said with a wry smile: "Even so, my subordinates really can't think of how he won." ”

It is extremely difficult to guess the identity of the three kings because of that reminder, let alone confirm the target to judge the strength? If Thirteen Lang can really determine who the three kings are, the wisest way is to exchange the Heavenly Bow and fight the Spear King. With the old ancestor here, the grass field demon cultivator didn't dare to hurt his life. In other words, he affirmed that he was sure of defeating the disciples of the Mountain Monarch. That is, the impure king.

The old ancestor didn't know what to think, and said silently: "When I let Ruhua come, the original intention was that there was no hope for treatment. took her as an introduction and lured out the demon woman by the hand of a bald donkey. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. The child didn't know what chance he had, but he seemed to feel a trace of the true meaning of reincarnation; The curse of the flower can be completely lifted because of this, although the memory of the Demon Palace is lost, at least it will die peacefully. ”

The gun king's face changed color slightly, and he stopped talking.

The old ancestor noticed this scene and said lightly: "This palace is not Lu Fangtian, he can let go of his hatred, but this palace can't." Since she can't be found, and she can't be cured by flowers, let her die with her, which is also a kind of revenge. ”

The Gun King shook his head and protested, "The young master is innocent. ”

A trace of guilt flashed in the old ancestor's eyes, and he said, "This palace doesn't know that it is innocent, but fortunately, things did not go as expected." ”

In the emotion, the old ancestor said silently: "The demon woman is obsessed with the rumors of three lives, and has been working hard to collect and cherish the bloodline, and she will not give up like a flower." Now that he has him, his goal will no longer be on the flowers, and this palace will really let go of a matter. ”

The Gun King was not convinced, and said: "The demon woman is not dead, no one can guess her thoughts; ”

The old ancestor said, "That's your misunderstanding. There are some things on this son's body that this palace can't see through. ”

The Gun King simply shut his mouth, thinking to himself what you like, it doesn't hurt to be the reincarnation of an immortal.

The old ancestor said: "This palace knows that you love Ruhua very much, but you can't lose judgment because of this. After the trip to the Blood Domain, no matter what the outcome is, you must prepare to return to the palace to do penance and prepare for the future. People like Xiao Shisanlang are destined to be related to the general trend of the world in the future, and they must not be ignored at will. ”

The Gun King said, "He has to survive first." ”

The old ancestor said contemptuously: "Little bald donkey, he can also take the life of thirteen?"

The Gun King said solemnly: "Under the Sect of the Mountain Monarch, the top ten are all powerful, and I don't know how many they are ranked."

The old ancestor smiled slightly and said, "He is with the demon woman, and he should be the seventh son." ”

The gun king was puzzled and said, "My subordinates don't understand. ”

The old ancestor said lightly: "Three lives and six paths, the sum is nine; nine is the extreme, and the group of evil obstacles under the mountain monarch spend their heavenly opportunities in vain, and every two people are called nine, and each has its own division of labor." ”

The Gun King was more puzzled, and said with a wry smile: "My subordinates are dull, and I still don't understand it." ”

"It's just some boring rumors, that's it, the time in this palace is running out, it's time to explain it to you. ”

The old ancestor looked disdainful and said: "One eight leads to heaven and earth, two seven bewitches the world, three or six have no door and a way, and four or five murderous plans for military disasters; ”

The Gun King suddenly figured out his meaning in his heart for a while, put it aside and said: "Since he is the seventh son of the Mountain King, how can Xiao Shisanlang be the enemy." Since the Lord is very important to this son, it is better to let his subordinates go to him!

In the exclamation of disbelief, the old ancestor raised his head at the same time, and his expression changed slightly.

"Yes, what a sword. ”

Isn't it, everyone, about a commuter pass!

(To be continued......)