The expressions of the four of them were stunned for a few minutes, as if they didn't expect Gongming to have this kind of habit, and their expressions changed again and again, and they were constipated and unspeakable.

"After reading for three hours, will my senior brother come to teach me?" Zhu Shang asked again.

This......

Xuanzi Zhenjun's old face was hot, and he still tried to bring out Zhenjun's shelf on his face, and said calmly: "Gongming Mountain is mainly self-taught, and the master sometimes pulls out a few words." ”

Master took in the door, let himself go, and practiced completely on his own.

Hearing this, Zhu Shang completely gave up on this senior brother.

In contrast, the Buddha of Joy is a lot more reliable.

Although he is also free-range, at least he gives her enough freedom and will not force her to read the book.

When the innocent true monarch who had always lowered his sense of existence heard this, he gave Xuanzi true jun a rare look of sympathy.

It turns out that Penglai is not only his master, but also not a master.

In order to create an opportunity for them to be alone, the god Komeito set up a study for them to use, and required them to stay in it for three hours a day.

Zhu Shang looked around, thinking that he could find a few high-level magic books, but he didn't expect that the entire study room was his collection of all kinds of love books.

Each bookshelf is carved out of fine sacred wood.

[General], [Swordsman], [Imperial Power]......

Guo Mang and the others were dumbfounded.

Zhu Shang has a strong ability to adapt, so he pulled out two books casually, took out a blank book from the space, and quickly recorded it on it with a spell.

First draw a mind map to sort out the relationship between the characters.

Then record the plot arrangement: the beginning, the first encounter, the emotional development process, and mark the important emotional turning points.

Finally, the central idea is summarized.

The book is not thick, and it was sorted out in an hour and a half with the task of reading.

The four people who accompanied the student were still reading with bitter faces, and Zhu Shang suddenly cast a spell to push the bookshelves in the study in both directions, and the sound of wood grinding attracted them.

"Are you done?" Guo Mang was shocked.

Xuanzi Zhenjun reminded: "My master's question is very detailed. ”

"I'm done." Zhu Shang didn't want to say much to them, so he pinched an enchantment in the open space of the study, and continued to practice knives in the enchantment.

This set of knife techniques is called "Brake Blood Thousand Miles", the more you practice, the more you can feel its momentum and subtlety, if you use the aura to move, the power of the quenching body in the knife method flows out of a steady stream, and the limbs and hundreds of bones emit a little golden light.

Over and over again, she felt as if she had found something, trying to find it by feeling, unconsciously in an atmosphere of wonder.

The spiritual power was injected into the God Butcher Knife, and his eyes were like torches, and he slashed with his sword.

Slash the world with a knife, and stop the blood for thousands of miles!

A sword intent slashed her enchantment with the terrifying power of slashing the heavens and the earth, and when it approached the bookshelf, it was blocked by a blue light, leaving only a phantom.

Liu Shi was frightened, fortunately he blocked it, if he cut down the bookshelf of Gongming Ancestor, he would not be able to make up for the spirit crystal compensation.

"Knife intent!" Guo Mang exclaimed.

The other three were also shocked.

How many days has this knife technique been practiced?

This groped for the sword intent, and the little master ancestor was really a martial arts wizard.

In such a short period of time, she must be focused on the knife technique and devote her whole body to it.

It is rumored that she is lustful outside, but she has been diligent in cultivation since she accompanied her to school, and she doesn't seem to be interested in their appearance.

"Xuanzi Zhenjun, can you help me cast an enchantment?" Zhu Shang was encouraged by the knife intent just now, his face was happy, and his tone was unconsciously soft and sweet.

Seeing that she was so well-behaved and studious, Xuanzi Zhenjun lowered his guard a little in his heart, and responded: "Okay." ”

Zhu Shang who entered the enchantment was like a tiger returning to the mountain, and after feeling the sword intent, he was stained with a killing aura, and with another split, the sword intent turned into a golden dragon roaring, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Seeing the phantom clearly, the faces of the four of them changed greatly, and they recognized the origin of the knife technique.

"Thousands of miles of blood!"

Isn't this the stunt of the Nine Heavens God of War?

The Nine Heavens God of War has not received apprentices, and his techniques have been lost after the fall of the Battle of the Witch Immortals.

I didn't expect this set of sword techniques to fall on Penglai, it seems that Shenzun really loves this little apprentice.

Gongming wanted to come and see them, and as soon as he came, he saw Zhu Shang dancing with a knife, and the four of them looked stunned.

Not bad, yes, it would be better if Zhu Xiang's murderous spirit could be less heavy.

Satisfied.

At the end of the three hours, Zhu Shang left a sentence: "Everyone, I went to cultivate." ”

Carrying the knife and running out.

The rich aura of Gongming Mountain is calling her!

Turning east and west to find a hidden meadow, a hungry tiger lying on it, countless golden energy seemed to sense the emptiness of her spiritual field, and without her special guidance, it was like a river surging into the sea.

A hint of warmth flowed through her body, and she snorted softly in comfort.

A black wooden hairpin suddenly appeared in front of her, the hand holding it was pale and slender, and she looked up to see that Liu Jiulian was sitting on the grass with her hair scattered, looking at her fixedly.

"Hairpin hairpin." He said softly.

Zhu Sheng took the hairpin and said, "You turn around." ”

Hearing this, Liu Jiulian finally had a look in his eyes, turned around obediently, and pointed the back of his head at her.

After the hairpin was good, she said again: "Turn back." ”

He obediently turned back and continued to look at her steadily.

Zhu Shang couldn't help but slander, how could such a well-behaved instrument spirit be willing to force him into a bloodthirsty and brutal appearance.

"Xiao Jiu, did you hurt Senior Sister and Guo Mang that day in Dange?" She had a serious face, and was going to reason with him.

Liu Jiulian's eyes sank, but he didn't lie.

"It's me."

Sure enough, it was him, and Zhu Sheng asked, "Why did you do that?" ”

"I won't let go of the people who hurt you if they hurt you." When he said this, his tone was low and cold, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness.

As soon as he remembered the painful appearance of Zhu Shang at that time, he wanted to take those people into pieces.

Seeing that Zhu Sheng was shocked by him, he reacted, collected the killing intent on his face, and returned to his well-behaved appearance.

Zhu Shang came to his senses at this time, reached out and touched his head, and taught softly: "Isn't it okay for me now, violence can't solve the problem, we have to learn to see the essence through the phenomenon, senior sister is for my good." ”

"Hmm." Liu Jiulian nodded obediently.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Zhu Shang asked tentatively: "Xiao Jiu, do you remember some memories?" ”

Liu Jiulian paused, nodded and said, "I remember something." ”

"Can you tell me about it?"

Liu Jiulian shook his head: "It's all bad memories." ”

"We'll forget the bad memories, and now you're my machine spirit."

"You no longer have to live in war and fighting, I want to be the strongest immortal in the world, protect the weak, are you willing to walk with me?"

She lifted her chin lightly, her eyes were shining, and she was surrounded by righteousness, shining brightly, which made people feel ashamed of herself.

A similar female voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Heaven has given me the body of a god womb to let me do the responsibility of creating the world, and the right way of heaven lies in helping the weak."

Helping the weak?

Who is weak and who is strong has nothing to do with me.

Under Zhu Shang's gaze, he nodded slightly.