The life of Zhu Junshen, the great master of the Apocalypse, is a legendary life.

Born in an inconspicuous civilian family, at the age of 15, he defeated tens of thousands of competitors with a crushing advantage, and was admitted to Red Mountain Academy as the chief.

After that, he relied on his own ingenuity and perseverance to overcome countless difficulties, and in his 5-year student career, he won the position of head of the grade 5 times in a row, and when he graduated, he made initial contact with the Apocalypse, won the Haotian Banner, and left his name in the honor corridor forever.

After that, Zhu Junshen did not use the appeal of Haotian Banner to establish his own laboratory as others expected, nor did he belong to any organization, nor did he even concentrate on cultivation, but went on the road alone and began to visit the famous places of the Demon Dao in the Eastern and Western Continents.

He spent a full decade, visited more than 50 countries, more than 200 magic colleges, read more than 100,000 books on the way, and exchanged ideas with more than 1,000 famous scholars, during which time he became the world's top doctorate.

In this regard, many people once questioned him for not doing his job. It is true that Zhu Junshen's academic ability has been respected by everyone as early as when he was a student, but his legendary demon seed and his increasingly rapid cultivation of the demon path are undoubtedly more valuable! Spending the most golden 10 years of his life on travel and academics is really worth the loss.

Then, in response to people's doubts, at the age of 31, Zhu Junshen published a world-shocking treatise "The Theory of Broken Numbers in the Demon Dao", which digitized and summarized the problem of the Devil's Dao in a groundbreaking way, so that complex and vague problems can be compared and measured with intuitive numbers. In addition, he personally created the first Junshen ball and donated it to his alma mater, Hongshan College, which greatly improved the college's ability to identify new students and teach them according to their aptitude.

Based on this treatise alone, Zhu Junshen is enough to go down in history, but in comparison, his own demonic cultivation is not so important. But Zhu Junshen continued to advance by leaps and bounds, and at the age of 35, with his dedication and sensitivity to numbers, he completely mastered the Broken Count Apocalypse, and became the world's top Demon Dao Master in one fell swoop, and established the Famous Broken Number Laboratory in the East and West Continents, and every few years will promote the overall progress of the Demon Dao with a new Demon Dao theory.

Generally speaking, at this point, it can be said that he has completed his merits as a demon Taoist, but Zhu Junshen is still not satisfied, and often goes into danger alone to explore deeper mysteries. For decades, he has been seen in almost every desperate situation on earth, and at the age of 60, he was named one of the ten greatest adventurers in the history of human civilization.

Such a legendary figure has naturally seen countless winds and waves, and his mental tenacity is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, but at this moment, Zhu Junshen seems to have collapsed his mind, and let out a poignant and sharp wail.

"What did you do to the brood!?"

Before the words fell, Zhu Junshen had already dodged to the middle of the temple, beside Bai Xiao, and the action was so fast that even Bai Xiao felt caught off guard.

But his target was not Bai Xiao, but the invisible tentacles hanging beside Bai Xiao. As soon as the Grand Master's gaze turned, the black and white pupils turned cyan, and countless waves of numbers rolled and flowed in his sight.

The cause and effect are also clear in an instant.

After a long time, the Great Grandmaster closed his eyes and sighed faintly: "I see, it's no wonder that you guys, it's really a coincidence, which caused this disaster." ”

Yuan Shi also put away his playful thoughts, and asked softly: "Teacher, if I guessed correctly, it should be ......"

"The brood bears the lion's share of the cost. Zhu Junshen said, "Bai Xiao's vitality only accounts for a small part, so the brood will not be able to make ends meet, and it will be almost exhausted." ”

Looking at the broken ruins around him, Zhu Junshen closed his eyes again and sighed.

Yuan Shi asked, "Is it because of the forbidden demon body?"

"Of course, the fuse is the forbidden demon body, if it weren't for this special physique, how could the primordial brood break the conservation law formulated by itself, let alone carry out this kind of transplantation ritual that is like suicide......"

The original poem asked, "Could it be that the brood has awakened its self-consciousness!?"

"Impossible!" Zhu Junshen suddenly interrupted sharply, "Don't even think about it! This is absolutely impossible to happen! The primordial brood has life, action, and even judgment, but all this is based on instinct, and there is no so-called self-consciousness! The cause of this accident is still unclear, and it needs to be carefully and seriously investigated, and it must not be taken lightly!"

The original poem rarely admits its mistake: "It's me who is whimsical, so what should I do now?"

"Warm up, repair, what else can I do?" Zhu Junshen said as he felt a deep headache.

The demon brood is not a human flesh membrane, it can break the reciprocating cycle of repairing and repairing, this kind of life that has survived for more than 3,000 years is very delicate and fragile in nature. 2,500 years ago, during the Great War between humans and demons, humans captured more than 200 demon broods, of which nearly half were primitive, but today, there are only a handful of well-preserved broods.

Bai Xiao's round of transplantation, really sucked the mother nest like a withered tree, this temple interior scene, is the embodiment of the vitality of the mother nest, the original magnificent scene, means that the 3000-year-old mother nest is still at the peak of vitality, like an elegant and delicate young woman. And now this mess is like an "old coffin scoop" in the mouth of the people of Nancheng......

Of course, things will not be desperate, this primitive brood can survive the war between humans and demons, can survive the long years of the next two thousand years, and there is its own tenacity and tenacity in life, even if it is left alone, with the magic energy environment and the Blur Domain of Hongshan Academy, the brood can probably recover in three or five years.

But where is there three or five years to wait? Every year, new students have to transplant demon seeds, and many senior students will also boldly try to build a multi-demon seed system, not to mention the needs of the faculty, and even occasionally members of the royal family of White Night City will come to transplant special demon seeds. It is impossible for this demon brood to be closed for three or five years!

When I was worried, I heard the original poem say, "I'm talking about what this kid should do?"

Zhu Junshen glanced at Bai Xiao seriously at this time, and his gaze was firmly locked at just one glance, and then he couldn't say a word.

Yuan Shi sneered and said: "Isn't it particularly five-flavored, my teacher? ”

Zhu Junshen said in his heart, I was just shocked by the quality of the second son's demon seed, but after you poked it like this, it was indeed a mixture!

"If the teacher could have been a little more discerning and saw the potential in his body, how good it would be to let the two of them come over together, but now it's a mess, and even Qingyue has a grudge against you. ”

When Zhu Junshen heard this, he took a deep breath and made a gentle and elegant voice: "Don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't poke people's consciences for a day!?"

Yuan Shi said: "This is the fate of our master and apprentice! Thank you, teacher, I am much more comfortable now." ”

Zhu Junshen couldn't feel comfortable at all, after all, his teacher had passed away for many years...... No, why should I carry on such a conscienceless tradition in reverse?

Yuan Shi didn't continue to tease Zhu Junshen, and patted Bai Xiao on the shoulder: "Come and make Master Zu comfortable." ”

Bai Xiao and the original poem have coexisted for so long, and they have cultivated a certain tacit understanding, directly ignoring the yellow cavity on the surface of the original poem, and gaining insight into the essence.

The two dragon tears were taken out of the inner pocket of the demon robe.

Zhu Junshen's breathing rhythm suddenly changed.

The original poem said: "We will compensate for the losses we have caused. In the final analysis, the maintenance and repair of the brood must be supplemented by extremely pure magical energy. And is there anything in the world better suited to be a tonic than Dragon's Tears?"

Of course, Zhu Junshen knew this truth, so looking at the two crystal clear jade stones in Bai Xiao's hand, most of the troubles in his heart had disappeared, if there was really enough dragon's tears, he would be able to design a complete set of warming plans in less than five minutes, and restore this original brood to its original state within half a month!

As today's top demon theory master, Zhu Junshen has such confidence that he can make a person who is arrogant and proud like the original poet also (relatively) respectfully call a teacher!

The only problem is......

"How many?"

Yuan Shi patted Bai Xiao on the shoulder again: "Tell him, let him know what kind of student he missed!"

Bai Xiao replied calmly: "How many as you want." ”

At this moment, Zhu Junshen's heart seemed to be bleeding.