In the emperor's bedroom.

Watching the pure white and shiny spirit bead slowly rise from the chest of the monk Ci'en, Xinkang's eyes widened with excitement. It was pure white! It was the first time he had seen it! It was the color of a spiritual bead that could only be found in more than 2,000 years of spiritual power.

He condensed his aura, his hands were imprinted on his chest, and a red light spirit bead slowly moved out of his chest, and he felt slightly weak when the spirit bead was separated from his body. It doesn't matter, soon the orb will come back even brighter!

The two spirit beads approached, and as soon as they merged, the red color disappeared, and the white spirit beads became brighter.

This is mine! Thousands of years of spiritual power! This is the top-level spiritual power of the Five Realms! With this spiritual bead, he can also become a god and become a Buddha! Xinkang trembled with excitement.

The white spirit bead slowly moved towards his chest, and he opened his spiritual realm, intending to feel the feeling of being filled with spiritual power.

"Stop. A soft voice sounded.

The spirit bead that was originally under his control suddenly stopped.

I'm in a hurry. At such a critical moment, someone actually made trouble. He subconsciously used his hand to grab the spirit bead hanging on his chest, but the spirit bead was actually hot and hot, and he resisted the stinging pain in his palm but still pulled it closer an inch. He desperately approached the spirit bead, but the spirit bead avoided him as if it had life, flashing left and right to get closer and closer to mercy.

Finally, the white bright spirit bead stopped above Ci'en's chest.

Xinkang hurriedly held the spirit bead.

At that moment, a thick, wrinkled hand reached out to him and grabbed him by the collar.

Xinkang met the wrinkled face of an old monk, and Ci En was glaring at him with fire in his eyes.

"Master, are you awake?" Xinkang's voice was not surprised, but frightened. Didn't the imperial doctor say that he wouldn't wake up? Later, the little monk who found out the news also replied that the demon king had hit him hard, so that he woke up at this juncture? It only took a moment, and after a moment he didn't have to be afraid of mercy anymore. And now, with Ci'en open, what should he do?

Ci'en's eyes were deep, as if he didn't see the spirit bead hanging from his chest, and just asked, "What are you doing?"

"I ...... I will use my spiritual power to heal Master......" Xinkang replied in a low voice.

Ci'en half-closed his eyes and said, "You are really a good and filial apprentice. ”

Just take advantage of this last chance! Xinkang's pupils shrank, and he suddenly pounced on it and snatched the spirit bead.

This time, before he touched the hot spirit bead, he was involuntarily bounced out, fell heavily to the ground, and the blood surging in his chest rushed to his mouth, and spurted out with a "poof".

Ci'en stood up unhurriedly, his hands were sealed, and the spirit bead quickly sank into his chest, and his face turned rosy. And Xinkang, who was full of blood, turned pale and weak.

Not only did he not steal the old monk's spirit beads, but he also lost his own spirit beads. Inside, there are decades of cultivation by myself! There is also the spiritual power that I have absorbed from hunting and capturing demons everywhere in the past year! In this life, I have been constantly flattering to mercy, but in the end, everything has come to nothing. Xinkang roared angrily: "Old monk, are you calculating me?"

"Count on you, I don't even look at your spiritual power. Monk Ci'en was also very annoyed and shouted: "Xinkang, as my chief disciple, I have always treated you well, and you are so insatiable and covet your master's things?!"

"Treat me well? Why didn't the first four disciples enter the Jingyuan to study the 'Supreme Secret Book' without me? You chose Xinqi partially? I am the big disciple! Later, if it weren't for Uncle Shi's disciples, Xinxuan, Xinqing, and Xinyuan, you wouldn't have made up for me!"

"At that time, the four disciples who were selected to cultivate with the Spiritual Immortal Grass Liquid, and Ci Compassion argued that his disciples wanted two seats, and I couldn't argue with him, so I could only take a step back and give two seats to the disciples of Senior Brother Ciyi. Xinqi and Xinqing are friendly with them, and it is convenient to spy on Ciyi's disciples. ”

"He may not be faithful to you. ”

"Hmph. "There is no need to be reminded of Xinkang, and Ci'en also feels that Xinqi is indeed not necessarily true loyalty. But now is not the time to be torn apart.

"When you finally have the chance, didn't you tell you the secret of the Soul Immortal Grass Liquid? But you deceived your teacher and destroyed your ancestors! How dare you deal with me like this! I treat you like my son!"

"Treat me like a child, then why did you just take away my spirit bead spiritual power without hesitation?" Xinkang's blood flowed all over his chin, but he didn't care, he didn't care about anything, he didn't vomit or be unhappy.

With a smile, Xinkang staggered to his feet, and sneered: "By the way, how can you have any kindness from your master and apprentice? Master Mercy is also your junior brother who has been with you for fifty or sixty years, isn't it just eaten by you? Moreover, your master, Master Wunian, was also harmed by you, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Xinqing told me. Master Ciyi had already told his most trusted little apprentice the secret. ”

The monk Ci'en was so bluntly revealed by his apprentice that the secret of the past was annoyed and angry: "I want to kill him!"

Thinking of the handsome and clear eyes of the junior brother Xinqing, Xinkang smiled sadly: "He is an understanding person." He tried his best to jump out of this fire pit, and I stupidly jumped into it!" "Now, if he accidentally loses all the plates, and he has no spiritual power, but he still knows the secret of the spirit fairy grass liquid, where is his life?"

Monk Ci'en smiled cruelly at Xinkang: "If you dare to covet my spiritual power, you will naturally not be able to save your life." "He's not in a hurry, anyway, Xinkang can't escape from his palm.

Xinkang didn't plan to escape, he said calmly: "Anyway, I can't live, so I'll ask one last question." ”

“...... You ask. ”

"I heard that the Demon King is good at nightmares and trapped you, and the Imperial Doctor said you can't wake up. Why did you wake up all of a sudden?" Xinkang couldn't understand why he was missing the most critical move.

"It was a puppy who brought me out of my dreams. Monk Ci'en said with some uncertainty. He was also puzzled, how could that puppy break the nightmare of the Dream Demon Patriarch, could it be that it was a monster?

"What?puppy?" Xinkang didn't believe his ears.

"It's me. ”

With the soft little boy's voice, the cute little guy he often held in his arms suddenly appeared on the white jade floor.

Xinkang never knew that this ordinary little flower dog with no spiritual power could actually speak human words. He will keep it with him all the time because it has no spiritual power or threat. He was wrong again.

Something suddenly occurred to Ci'en. He didn't have time to waste it on Xinkang, so he grabbed it, and Xinkang was grabbed by his hand. He grabbed Xinkang's neck.

Xinkang pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty and said, "The spirit fairy grass is gone, see how you still suck it-" The last words were abruptly terminated because he was choked off his neck.

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