"It's just Master, this embryo stone...... How do you use it?"

Zhang Ziyi said a long paragraph, but he didn't say how to use this thing, Mo Jue could only ask.

If it weren't for the fact that his state of mind was not only a problem, Mo Jue would have already started to try to break through the realm, and at this moment he knew that there were still these particularities, so he was naturally in a hurry.

When Zhang Ziyi heard this, he said with a smile: "What's the matter? Now that I know that I'm in a hurry? Is it because the teacher didn't tell you, so you broke through the realm like this?"

It's not that you can't break into the Soldier Embryo Realm without a casting embryo stone, it's just that the difficulty is many times more than others, Mo Jue naturally doesn't want to be like this, and he can only laugh awkwardly when he is told to break it.

"It's not easy to use, first you have to condense a handful of spiritual power out of your body, forming a flame with an extremely high temperature, so that you can melt the material, and then absorb it..."

Zhang Ziyi didn't sell Guan Zi, and explained directly, but the words in his mouth made Mo Jue a little difficult to accept.

No matter how you look at it, this is like talking about the procedure of striking iron, and it has nothing to do with breaking the realm at all.

"That's... How to absorb?"

Mo Jue hesitated again and again, but decided to ask, after all, the matter of cultivation must not be negligent at all.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ziyi looked at Mo Jue with an idiot look, and said without thinking about it: "How to absorb it? Of course, I drank the melted juice! Why did I accept such a stupid apprentice as you?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jue and Qin Dang were stunned, even if they were novice in cultivation, they would not believe Zhang Ziyi's statement, and they knew that this kind of thing was impossible with their toes.

[Are you sure you're not kidding me?]

Such a sentence flashed in Mo Jue's heart, of course he didn't dare to say it, otherwise Zhang Ziyi might be able to do something.

Qin Dang's reaction on the other side was similar to Mo Jue's, and there was a little more happiness in his eyes, in fact, he also wanted to ask this question just now, but Mo Jue took the lead,

"Okay, okay, I'm tired of being a teacher, go back and rest first, this person is old, and his body is useless..."

Zhang Ziyi spoke, turned around and walked away gradually, leaving only Mo Jue and the two of them looking at each other.

Mo Jue felt that Zhang Ziyi should have something to say yet, but he just said it back so abruptly, no matter how he thought about it, it was weird.

After thinking about it, he didn't come up with a reason, Mo Jue could only sigh slightly, and chose to give up guessing Zhang Ziyi's idea, after all, it was not the first time that the other party was wrong about this kind of thing, and he had long been used to it.

Throwing the superfluous thoughts out of his mind, Mo Jue put the things he took out back into the storage ring one by one, and when it was time to collect the potpourri, he hesitated for a while, handed it to Qin Dang, and said: "Xiao Dang, this pillar of incense is of no use to me, you can take it." ”

The effect of the potpourri overlaps a lot with the Qingxin Jade, just an extra effect of gathering aura, which is like a chicken rib for Mo Jue.

The most important thing for him now is to solve the problem of his state of mind, so handing over the potpourri to Qin Dang is the right choice for his mouth.

At this time, Qin Dang was looking at the back of Zhang Ziyi leaving in a daze, and was suddenly awakened by Mo Jue's words, hurriedly took the potpourri, and said: "Thank you, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to ask Shizun, so I will leave first!"

With that, Qin Dang got up and chased in the direction where Zhang Ziyi had left.

Mo Jue looked at Qin Dang's figure suspiciously, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered, "I always feel that this kid is hiding something from me..."

However, Mo Jue didn't go to his heart, packed up his things and headed towards the location of the Blood Sword Sect.

As early as when Zhang Ziyi explained to Mo Jue, Fan Wenxuan left without saying a word with Li Ling, and when he left, he deliberately glanced at Mo Jue, as if he had something to say to him.

On the other side, Zhang Ziyi walked to a wood, and suddenly felt a dizziness in front of him, and then a mouthful of bright red sprayed out, staining a piece of ground in front of him.

"Is it still too reluctant? It's good that those two stinky boys didn't find out..."

Zhang Ziyi said softly, no matter how unwilling he was to admit it at this time, the fact was that his injuries began to deteriorate again.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible to even catch the demon king's casual blow.

In the distance, a remnant sun hung above the sky, and a few scattered clouds hovered around it.

Zhang Ziyi looked at this scene, and a wry smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

This scene is very similar to his current situation, he is like that remnant of the sun, it seems that it will set at any moment, and the light will no longer shine.

And the clouds that linger around him are like a few of his disciples, although the remnant sun falls, the colorful glow does not fall.

"In the future, I can only watch them grow up like this, right? Maybe I won't even be able to do this..."

"Master..."

Just when Zhang Ziyi couldn't help but sigh, Qin Dang's heavy voice sounded from behind him, startling Zhang Ziyi.

After recovering his strength, he sighed again and asked, "Did you hear everything?"

This is the second time that Zhang Ziyi has not noticed Qin Dang's approach, the last time he was still talking about the approaching limit, and Qin Dang looked absent-minded just now, as long as he thought about it a little, he understood what was going on.

Qin Dang took a deep breath before he calmed down a little, and said, "Well, I heard it..."

The reason why he rushed over in such a hurry just now was to ask about this matter.

Zhang Ziyi, who has always seemed unreliable, is actually approaching the limit, to put it bluntly, he is not far from death, how can Qin Dang accept it?

"Don't talk to Mo Jue about this, his current state of mind is still unstable, and it is easy to have problems. ”

After being silent for a while, Zhang Ziyi opened his mouth and said, since Qin Dang has found out, there is no point in denying it.

Qin Dang's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he finally found a place where he felt a sense of belonging, but within a few years, Hu Anping died, and now even Zhang Ziyi is like this...

Thinking of this, Qin Dang said violently: "Master, I will definitely find a way to save you, wait for me..."

Before he finished speaking, an old hand put on the top of Qin Dang's head, and I saw Zhang Ziyi say to him with a smile: "Silly child, birth, old age, sickness and death are common things in the world, and you will often come into contact with it in the future, just get used to it." ”

It's brutal, but that's the reality.

The monk's life is accompanied by death, and he has to gamble with his own life against the heavens.

After hundreds of years of experience and the departure of countless people, Zhang Ziyi has long understood this truth.

Watching relatives and friends die in front of them one by one, the number of times is too much, and I naturally get used to it.

But Qin Dang didn't understand, he was just a teenager after all, and obviously couldn't accept this statement.

I saw Qin Dang gently break away from Zhang Ziyi's hand, and said firmly: "The disciple will definitely think of a way to save the master, I swear! Even if there is only one disciple, I will find a way!"

After saying that, Qin Dang ran out, and could vaguely watch this kid quietly wipe his tears.

"This silly boy... However, I am also relieved..."

Zhang Ziyi slowly withdrew his hand and scolded with a smile in his mouth.

According to Qin Dang's character, saying this kind of thing also means that he won't tell others about it, so Zhang Ziyi doesn't have to worry about Mo Jue knowing.

On the other side, Mo Jue came to the outside of the Blood Sword Sect's residence.

said that it was a station, but it was actually a temporary residence, and it didn't even lay out the formation, so it just sent two disciples to guard it.

"Stop!

Before Mo Jue could get closer, the two Blood Sword Sect disciples guarding the door spotted Mo Jue, and one of them shouted loudly.

However, looking at their arrogant eyes, Mo Jue knew that this was treating him as a loose cultivator who wanted to worship the sect.

It's right to think about it, the disciples of the major sects usually have uniform attire, such as the colorful cloud robe of the Cloud Sword Sect, the Dao robe of the Shangqing Sect, and the Blood Sword Sect is a blood-red robe.

And Mo Jue was still wearing the robe given to him by Qi Zheng at the moment, and the Caiyun robe was still in the storage ring, so it was normal for the other party to think so.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue said with a smile: "In Xia Mo Jue, I came here to find friends." ”

When the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect heard this, they laughed out loud: "Just you, can you still be friends in our Blood Sword Sect?"

This domineering appearance made a wave of anger rise in Mo Jue's heart, but he still endured it, after all, this was Fan Wenxuan's sect.

"There is someone named Fan Wenxuan below, and I hope that Daoist friends will report it. ”

If it was somewhere else, these two people would have been beaten down by Mo Jue a long time ago, where would they talk nonsense with them?

However, the two of them didn't know what Mo Jue was thinking, and instead laughed even louder. He also mocked: "Hahahaha, do you hear that? He said that Senior Brother Fan Wenxuan is his friend, and he laughed at me to death..."

"That's it, where did you come from, I don't know where the sky is thick, for the sake of making Uncle Ben happy, where did you come from..."

The two sang and harmonized, which made the anger in Mo Jue's heart burn violently, and said coldly: "You two don't want me to go in today?"

Even if Mo Jue is a loose cultivator, it is not appropriate for this disciple of the Blood Sword Sect to treat them like this, even if Mo Jue teaches them a lesson, the people who believe in the Blood Sword Sect will not treat Mo Jue well.

Just before Mo Jue's thought dissipated, two long knives emitting cold light pointed at him, and one of them said triumphantly: "Uncle won't let you in today, what's the matter?"

The other person also chimed in: "Yes, yes, go back quickly, Uncle doesn't have the heart to play with you, otherwise you will know why the flowers are so red." ”

"Well, you don't want to play with me?"

Mo Jue sighed lightly, took out the long sword from the storage ring and held it in his hand, and then added, "Now I want to play with you." ”

Face is earned by oneself, if Mo Jue is really a loose cultivator, maybe he will choose to calm things down, and go back by himself.

But Mo is by no means, he also has a backstage, and the Cloud Sword Sect is not a Blood Sword Sect at all, and they have not looked at each other for a long time. What else is this Mo Jue afraid of?