The pale golden stalactites dripped down unhurriedly, Shu Ange's fur was shiny, and his eyes were full of spirituality.

She glanced at Yi Xiu first, and saw that he was calm and relaxed, and the whole person exuded a sense of dazzling that people could not ignore from the inside out, and her heart instantly calmed down.

His harvest was no less than hers, and the two of them had really found a way out that suited them, Shu Ange moved his gaze to the silver-haired master again.

All of them should be thanks to the unstinting teachings and teachings of the silver-haired master.

There was a faint glint in the silver-haired master's golden eyes, but he still lowered his head slightly, and only looked at the two of them with his spare eyes and said, "Yes, next, the two of you will have to suffer some hardships. ”

"But according to the master's orders."

Yi Xiu was the first to respond, and Shu Ange also straightened up his small chest and made an appearance of never giving up.

"Well, little fox, you jump into the pool of 10,000-year-old chalcedony liquid, and I'll help you transform."

Hearing the word transformation, Shu Ange's whole person was excited, and he rushed into the pale golden chalcedony liquid at an incredible speed.

She's about to become a human!

The chalcedony fluid is very shallow, about twenty centimeters deep, Shu Ange's prostrate in the chalcedony fluid, the kind of cool feeling that goes straight to the heart, makes her almost moan.

Her dark eyes were staring at the silver-haired master not far away, her eyes full of longing.

"Here we go."

The silver-haired man only said three words, Shu Ange's heart froze, and he felt that his body was suddenly bound by something, and he instantly became unable to move.

She was a little confused, and out of faith in the silver-haired master, she gritted her teeth and waited for his next move.

Immediately afterwards, Shu Ange felt as if there was something more in her mind, to be precise, something in her mind was awakening.

The trembling from the depths of his soul pierced Shu Ange's sea of knowledge like a needle, and wave after wave of pain made Shu Ange's patience very difficult.

The silver-haired master really didn't tell a lie, she didn't just suffer some hardships, it was like being lifted by the neck, and after throwing hundreds of times in the air, her head was about to explode.

But Shu Ange still endured it, she couldn't keep her fox body forever, if she wanted to fight with You Suxin, and if she wanted to fly to the immortal realm with Yi Xiu, she had to transform into a shape.

The silver-haired man saw the little fox crawling in the chalcedony fluid, and his whole body shrunk into a small ball, but his will was still firm, and he did not retreat and complain, and his heart was very satisfied.

Although he accepted two disciples on a whim, if the two of them failed to meet his requirements, he was ready to clean the door at any time.

After staying in the Chaos Heaven Nine Turning Lock Immortal Needle for so many years, Ju Mang's temperament has long been less peaceful than before.

Jumang, the silver-haired snake-body man laughed, he was about to forget his name, after all, after so many years, he was imprisoned in the formation alone, sleeping for nearly 10,000 years.

When he woke up, he found that the way of the world had changed.

Ju Mang hated others the most, and when he woke up, he activated the formation and cleaned up those who dared to break ground on his head.

It's been more than 10,000 years, thinking about the events of that year, Ju Mang's heart is full of emotion.

They still didn't come back after all, but Ju Mang only wanted to ask Yi Ganhua if she had forgotten her promise back then.

It's okay, but after 10,000 years, after breaking the formation, he has time to find them one by one and ask them clearly.

As the prohibition in the sea of knowledge became more and more turbulent, Shu Ange's sense of pain became more and more intense, and if it weren't for the binding of her limbs, she would almost have been unable to restrain her convulsions.

But this kind of intense stimulation was not all bad for Shu Ange, and while she endured the intense pain in the depths of the sea of consciousness, she obviously felt that there was something more in her consciousness.

When the prohibition buried deep in the sea of knowledge finally collapsed, the aura frantically poured in from Shu Ange's limbs, and the sense of restraint on the limbs disappeared.

But she experienced a more painful feeling, a pain that made her feel like her whole thing was going to be torn apart and reassembled.

Shu Ange's eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, she could no longer restrain the boundless pain, and kept struggling in the shallow 10,000-year-old chalcedony liquid.

There seemed to be a turbulent wave rolling in her ears, and she could no longer perceive anything around her.

Yi Xiu, who was silently watching, watched the little guy rolling in pain in the chalcedony fluid, a little unable to stand, he couldn't help but encourage her softly, and couldn't help but take a step forward, but was stopped by the silver-haired master.

"It's almost there."

The silver-haired master was always so concise and to the point, but with just these three words, most of the worry and fear in Yi Xiu's heart dissipated.

Yi Xiu knew how much Shu Ange wanted to transform successfully, she was such a proud little guy, he had to believe in her and wait for her to succeed in transformation.

He stared at the little creature rolling in the chalcedony fluid without blinking, seeing the golden light shining on her body, her limbs slowly began to change, and a barrier suddenly enveloped her.

After Yi Xiu was stunned, he suddenly realized that this should be the handiwork of the master.

Thinking that the little guy was smart and clever, Yi Xiu was ashamed of the secret way, and he actually forgot the defense of men and women.

He was looking forward to getting along with the transformed little one, and naturally he didn't want to see her embarrassed appearance.

Inside the barrier, Shu Ange kept rolling, and she felt as if her bones had been dismantled hundreds of times, dismantled and dismantled, her arms and legs had grown, and her hair had grown.

She's finally made a shapeshift!

Shu Ange gasped and lay flat in the pool of 10,000-year-old chalcedony liquid, her mind was empty, and there were many memories that did not belong to her.

That was the inheritance of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox clan, and it should have belonged to Xiaoman's memory.

After the transformation, the chalcedony liquid was two centimeters less, Shu Ange sat up from the pool, raised his arm and looked at his white wrist, which was as white as jade, more delicate than porcelain, and showed a satisfied smile.

Her figure is concave and convex, which reminds Shu Ange of the four characters of ghostly workmanship, although this metaphor is not appropriate.

But this body is so perfect, so perfect that Shu Ange almost fell in love with himself.

She saw the barrier around her, and the thoughtful actions of the silver-haired master made Shu Ange's heart warm, and she raised her hand casually, and when she got up from the water, she had already taken a white dress from her body.

Shu Ange's almost perfect body is covered by wide robes and large sleeves, and his fairy posture is ethereal, almost taking away people's souls.

Her beauty is spotless, and her bright eyes reveal a trace of evil spirit, a kind of evil spirit that is extremely beautiful.

"Disciple Shu Ange greets the master."

Shu Ange saluted in the direction of the silver-haired master, and the barrier disappeared out of thin air.

Yi Xiu's breathing slowed down, he grew up in the Xuanyu Sect since he was a child, and he has seen countless female cultivators, and there are countless beautiful ones.

Those female cultivators are fat and thin, with different temperaments and postures, which one has reached the mortal realm, and is not praised for the beauty of the heavenly fragrance and the country.

But after only taking a look at the little guy after the transformation, Yi Xiu deeply felt that the countless beauties he had seen before were just vulgar fans, and there were such good-looking people in this world.

Yi Xiu was born well, and the silver-haired master is a rare beautiful man, but compared with Shu Ange, who is fluttering in white clothes and standing barefoot, he always feels that something is missing.