Chapter 183: Pure Flame

The gray-robed old man looked at the old man at the bow of the boat, as if he didn't know him, and when he saw the people behind the old man, his heart trembled.

I saw more than 30 people standing behind the old man, with different vestments on their bodies, some of them were obviously from a certain sect, some seemed to be loose cultivators, and some were similar to the old man's clothes, dressed in rags and rags.

He suddenly remembered a rumor. This rumor said that there was no fixed mountain gate in that instrument sect, and the sect master of the instrument sect would take the disciples who came to learn the art to travel all over the world, and these disciples came from anywhere.

The old man in front of him could it be that he is the sect master of the Instrument Sect - Worry-free!

It is said that this carefree son is an ancestor of the Spirit Yuan Period!

Thinking of this, the gray-robed old man hugged his fist at the old man and said, "Your Excellency is not a senior of the Worry-free Son?"

The old man didn't answer, and said, "Let's go! I'm too old to make a move!"

Others listened to it as a simple sentence, but in the ears of this gray-robed old man, there was a thunderclap, and his soul trembled, and his body almost couldn't stand.

He didn't say a word, picked up Lao Jia, turned around and fled, and disappeared in an instant.

......

Who is the old man who came?

It's really carefree.

Sanssouci took those disciples to travel all over the world, and was about to go to an appointment to pass through this place.

It was no accident that he was able to show up!

Just as their flying boat reached the top of this mountain range, Sanssouci noticed that there were people fighting below, and he was also in line with the principle of not meddling, and he was ready to pass like this.

However, he accidentally found that the fire system technique urged by Murong Xue was very unusual, so he stopped the flying boat and hid in the clouds to watch.

A disciple of the late stage of the spirit crystal came over and said, "Master, here are a few juniors in the spirit stage who are fighting the method, the one in the early stage of the spirit crystal is watching the formation, it seems that the victory and defeat have been divided, let's go." ”

Sanssouci said: "You have followed me for so many years, can you see some doorways?"

When the disciples behind him heard this, they looked down and shook their heads for a long time.

Sanssouci smiled indifferently and said, "You guys...... Have all these years of fire awareness and fire recognition have grown to dogs?"

Those disciples immediately bowed their heads and were silent, looking ashamed.

Sanssouci shook her head while holding the iron crutch, and said, "That girl only has the middle stage of spiritual movement, but you can see that the fire she uses is purer than the fire used by you people in the late stage of spiritual movement, and even in some spiritual crystal stages!"

When he said this, those disciples suddenly woke up and said, "Obey the teachings of the master, the disciple is clumsy!"

A disciple asked, "Master, why is this girl's fire so pure, is it better for her to practice the exercises?"

Sanssouci asked rhetorically: "How many of you, which one of you is not good at cultivating the exercises? Especially you, you, and you, are the pillars of various sects, the treasure in the eyes of the master, who will take an ordinary exercise for you to practice?"

The disciple hurriedly bowed his head and said, "The disciple is stupid. ”

Sanssouci said: "This little girl can have such pure firepower, because the firepower possessed by her divine soul origin is extraordinary, and it is very consistent with the exercises she has cultivated, so it can be soβ€”β€”"

When everyone heard this, it was suddenly dawned.

Sanssouci said again: "You see that the flame whip she used is really shoddy, not only can it not give full play to the advantages of her pure firepower, but it is dragging its feet. If the old man came to practice, or if he was a few of you, he wouldn't have made such a nondescript and incongruous thing. ”

One person smiled and flattered: "In this world, who can compare to the master?"

One person has a higher level and said: "Master refining the weapon, that depends on the person who uses it, and it varies from person to person." The disciples were taught this. ”

The other person was full of eyes and said: "Since the master has the heart of loving talents, it is better to accept that girl as an apprentice." ”

Wuwuzi smiled indifferently and said: "I'm old, I don't have time to take apprentices anymore, my teacher was passed on to me when he was eight hundred years old, and I'm more than one thousand years old now, and you're not too young, right...... If we don't pass on the throne, our sect will really break the inheritance and humiliate our ancestors......"

He said: "Since we have met, we will save her, that is." ”

......

That's why Sanssouci appeared and scared the gray-robed old way away.

Mu Qing and Murong Xue had been listening to the conversation between Wuwuzi and the gray-robed old Taoist with their ears pricked up, and they heard that the person who came was the legendary Great Master of Refining Weapons, the sect master of the Instrument Sect, Wuwuzi, and both of them were surprised and delighted.

Seeing that the gray-robed old man fled in a hurry, Mu Qing and Murong Xue both bowed and saluted, and said, "The younger generation has seen the old man of the worry-free son. ”

Sanssouci froze the flying boat in mid-air, glanced at the two of them, raised the iron rod and crutch, and pointed it down a little with the pointed end, and the slow-haired heavenly thunder talisman exploded silently, instantly turning into a thunderball, and then disappeared.

Sanssouci said: "We are passing by, you don't need to thank you, goodbye!"

After that, urge the flying boat to leave.

Mu Qing's heart suddenly drilled into a thought: Teacher Mi Fu was highly poisoned, even if he had that water cold pill, it was only to temporarily save his life, looking at this situation, I am afraid that he will fall in a moment or three, and his cultivation must be irreparable, why not ask this great monk of the Lingyuan period who rescued people-Worry-free son?

Thinking of this, Mu Qing knelt down on one leg and said, "Senior, please go slowly!" Ask the seniors to save the family teacher, he has been hit by the poison of the sixth-level demon worm - the black-blooded long-tailed scorpion, and his life is on the verge of death, please be sure to help the seniors, and the juniors will be grateful!"

Wuwuzi looked at Mu Qing again and said, "I can't save it, I'm just an old man who is dying, goodbye!"

Mu Qing couldn't let this savior go away anyway, so he had an idea and shouted, "Senior Wuwuzi, do you know a person named Duan Xiaotian?"

As soon as these words came out, the wrinkles on Wuwuzi's face shook suddenly, and he turned to look at Mu Qing again, and said, "Do you know Duan Xiaotian?"

Mu Qing took the jade note that recorded the alchemy technique in his hand, and said: "I am the successor of your senior brother Duan Xiaotian! This is the experience of Duan senior's life refining tools, which records the past when he and you were in the same sect master of the previous instrument sect, the red-haired senior, you must know his divine sense imprint, and you will know it as soon as you test it!"

As soon as Sanssouci grabbed the void, he sucked the piece of noteworthy jade note into his hand, and after a look of his divine sense, he finally showed a trace of astonishment, and then turned to melancholy, as if he remembered the past when he and Duan Xiaotian studied the same art and competed with each other.

After a moment, Sanssouci spoke: "This doll, how is my Senior Brother Duan now?"

Mu Qingyu said with regret: "Senior, Senior Duan has fallen in a secret realm of Yunlan Sect more than a thousand years ago, and the younger generation only got the inheritance of Senior Duan by accident......

He also said: "Although the junior is not the apprentice recognized by the seniors, the juniors have also practiced this alchemy technique, and they can be regarded as his only heirs.

Sanssouci sighed lightly, with infinite remembrance and melancholy, and said to himself: "If Senior Brother Duan can live until now, the art of refining weapons will definitely not be under meβ€”β€”"

looked at Mu Qing again and said, "Okay, for the sake of Senior Brother Duan's incense, I'll make another move, but I don't dare to pack the ticket...... Come on!"

Mu Qing hurriedly ran to collect the magic circle that trapped Yukun, and with a movement of his divine sense, he also collected the storage bags and storage talismans on the surrounding monks, as well as the poison pill.

Yukun scolded and came out to save Yan Wei.

Murong Xue took out the dragon head flying boat, Mi Fu reluctantly got up and climbed up, he didn't let others help him, because he was afraid that the poison would be passed on to others through skin contact.

Murong Xue drove the boat and came to the flying boat of Sanssouci.

Mu Qing wants to visit again, please hurry up.

Wuwuzi waved his hand at him, but he looked at Murong Xue first, and said, "Little girl, how about I check your pulse?"

Murong Xue didn't know what she meant, she looked at Mu Qing, and when she saw that he hinted that she agreed, she stepped forward and handed her wrist to Wuwuzi.

Sanssouci leaned out two fingers and put them on Murong Xueyu's wrists, closing her eyes slightly.

Suddenly, he opened it again, and said with some surprise: "Little girl, the embodiment of your divine soul origin is actually the ancient fire phoenix?"

Murong Xue nodded and did not speak.

Sanssouci frowned slightly, but there were huge waves in his heart.

Thinking that back then, he was trapped in the early stage of Lingyuan for hundreds of years, but he couldn't advance to the middle stage, and his heart was gloomy, but he didn't want to believe that this was the will of heaven, so he worked hard to find the legendary predecessor and begged him to divinate a hexagram for himself.

The senior saw that he was sincere, and although he was displeased, he still agreed. After the spell was cast, the senior shook his head slightly, and only told him four proverbs, which were: The sea of clouds is free, and it is also the place where the bones are buried, the heart dies and is born again, and the fire phoenix flies in.

The first two sentences of Wuwu Zi understood that the place where he sat was the place where he was free and happy, which implied that he could not achieve the legendary immortal immortal avenue.

But in the last two sentences, Sanssouci thought about it for hundreds of years, but he didn't know why, and then he simply didn't think about it.

At this moment, when he saw the fire phoenix in Murong Xue's sea of divine consciousness, he finally understood the meaning of these two sentences: these two sentences did not mean that his cultivation had entered the realm, but that he was looking for a successor!

Fire Phoenix!

Isn't it the fire phoenix in front of you?

He forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and said indifferently: "But, how can this divine soul origin seem to be sealed by something?"

Murong Xue said: "The younger generation had a serious illness, and later, I didn't remember the previous things. ”

Sanssouci nodded slightly, and wondered, "Is it this illness that caused the Divine Soul Origin to be sealed?

Murong Xue was very concerned about her previous memories, seeing that this Sanssouci senior could know the embodiment of his divine soul origin without invading his divine consciousness sea, and also said that his divine soul origin was sealed, knowing that his opportunity had come, he hurriedly knelt on one leg and said, "Please ask the seniors to cast spells and help the juniors open the seal!"

Sanssouci shook his head and said, "I don't understand this kind of sealing technique, if you reluctantly cast the spell, it will hurt your Divine Soul Origin, and the gains outweigh the losses." But I thought that you alone could open it except for the person who cast it. ”