The magic flowers in the back mountain are still blooming gorgeously, and they refuse to wither at any time.

With such a single to extreme scenery, Qianyue once thought it was extremely beautiful.

Today, too.

After all, the master and apprentice have to choose a place with excellent feng shui to send him on the road.

She smiled, turned around and said, "Master, what else do you have to explain?"

Monk Zhuji might be able to make a small move or two in front of Brother Jindan, but Jindan couldn't have any chance in front of Yuanying.

Jun Wuya looked at the little disciple in front of him, the thin black gauze skirt wrapped his body tightly, revealing only a snow-white neck.

The skirt behind her dragged long, and the black black hair was scattered, she may have come in a hurry, or she may not have the heart to dress up, so she simply pulled the long hair on the top of her head and fixed it with a wooden hairpin.

He suddenly remembered that when he had brought her into the house in the early years, the little girl was uneasy and excited, and she trusted her wholeheartedly if she showed her a little affection.

In the end, it is a delusion, and it will eventually be buried with a body of cultivation.

"I used to hesitate, but your cultivation is advancing too fast, even if you deliberately indulge in mundane things, you can't resist the speed that the innate demon bone can bring. ”

"Mundane things, is the master referring to the jade flute and sheng flute?"

"Yes, I deliberately delayed your cultivation, half because I was looking for the secret method, and half because I couldn't make up my mind. ”

Qianyue turned her back to him, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a mocking arc, and her heart was full of anger.

She felt that the mood here was not quite right, she should have been as cold as water, how could she be angry?

She didn't bother to think about what was wrong.

Jun Wuya didn't stop, probably the heart confided before he died, which sounded extraordinarily sincere, and of course harsh.

"I had this in mind when I took you in, but you were so naïve that I was reluctant to do so many times. ”

"Master, don't you want to say, you really like me?"

"No, I'm just a junior. ”

Even if fifty years have passed, even if she thinks she is numb and calm, she can't help but want to scold when she hears this, uncle!

After all, it was the person who had been admired on the tip of his heart back then, even if he knew that he had bad intentions, but hearing the other party be so frank, it was even worse than the version he had guessed.

Originally, she thought that Jun Wuya liked her to some extent, but the temptation of the innate demon bones was too great.

The little affection he had for himself couldn't get rid of his desire for demon bones.

Who would have thought that he would be so frank and bluntly say that he never liked it.

Could it be that people are dying and have great courage?

"In my life, I have never thought about Taoist couples, but when I was young, I fell in love with one or two female cultivators of the Demon Sect, but then I didn't do it, and I never fell in love again. ”

One or two?

"What's your name?"

Jun Wuya was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "That can't tell you, you hate me now, it's not good if you anger them." ”

Qianyue wanted to scold his uncle again.

In the past, I only felt that he was gentle and upright, and he was really a good teacher, so he fell in love.

When she was in Demon Eater Ridge, she could only rely on hating him every day to live, and wanted him to be the most vicious villain in the world.

When I was about to kill him, I found out that he was really a bit of a gentleman.

Of course, people still have to be killed.

"Are you finished?"

"I know I can't intercede for anyone, but Yue'er, you're not a murderer. All hatred ends with me, and with your current cultivation, no one will embarrass you anymore. ”

Of course, Qianyue knew who he was talking about, it was nothing more than those half-dead disciples.

It's really a master-apprentice relationship.

What killed Jun Wuya was a blood-red jade flute, which he specially found when he was traveling.

Qianyue has always liked it, and she will return it today.

The dantian was shattered, the breath was gone, and the blood was smeared on his clean green shirt, gradually dyeing into a painting.

The rich color of blood suddenly forced her to panic, she remembered the suffering of being displaced since childhood, the feelings of being deceived by Jun Wuya, and the despair of almost dying once or twice.

She wants to kill!

The blood in his body seemed to be uncontrollable, like boiling magma gushing endlessly, Qianyue stood up and wanted to go down the mountain.

Kill those disciples first and calm them down.

She strode as she walked, the afterglow of the setting sun behind her.

Qian Yue couldn't hold back the feeling of panic, and turned around to see that the dazzling golden yellow was about to come from the west, like the scenery she had seen for the first time.

It took a long time for her to walk back.

"In the end, I was too kind to you. She sat in the magic flower bush and watched as the wisp of black smoke swirled around and sank into the ground.

The soul is not gone, and there is still a chance to be reincarnated.

Even though you deceived me with sincerity and wanted to take away my demon bones, you did save me from Pan Luqing that year, and finally gave me a chance to live.

At this point, the grievances will be eliminated.

The panic in my heart gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a quiet and peaceful place.

Qian Yue slowly closed her eyes, and her soul was extremely happy in this peace, and her body gradually warmed up.

"How is it possible? she's building a foundation!" Lu Yuqin looked at the people in the illusion, full of disbelief.

She knew that Yang Qianyue had just broken through the Great Perfection of Qi Training, how could she build a foundation so quickly.

Did you see something in a fantasy?

Ji Fuling was obviously much smarter than her, but she just sneered and said, "It's really good luck." ”

Next to her stood a black-clothed male cultivator with a stern expression, and said impatiently, "Is there a problem with the plan?"

Lu Yuqin glanced at the two of them dissatisfied, she claimed to be the true disciple of Rong Qi Zhenren, and she didn't like the two subordinates very much.

Obviously she was just a subordinate, but the shelf at the end was extraordinarily large, and what was even more depressing was that the master asked her to listen to Zhou An's words.

What a thing is he!

"What's the problem, even if she succeeds in building the foundation? Those two foundation building monks are not trapped in the Void Mirror. Master said that unless the two Yuanying Cultivators joined forces to break the Void Mirror from the outside, they would definitely die. This strange fire, the master is determined to get.

Zhou An snorted coldly and looked at the female cultivator in the illusion.

After many years of separation, goodbye turned out to be this situation.

Since the Void Mirror is a magic weapon, there is naturally no shortage of aura.

The aura around Qianyue's body became more and more intense, and she gradually opened her eyes, surrounded by a mirror with smooth mist, and the monks who traveled with her were scattered around, either crazy or sleeping.

There is also a monk of the Lu family, who is holding his own neck, and he looks like he is dying.

She didn't have time to figure out the current situation, and she was not in the mood to meddle in things, just because the spiritual power in the dantian was getting higher and higher, and it was obvious that she was going to build a foundation.

As soon as his divine sense moved, Zhu Ji Dan swallowed it with An Yuandan.

At that time, the monk Renyuan said that An Yuandan could increase the chance of building a foundation by three percent, and I hoped that it would not be for her.

The pill entered the body, and the surging spiritual power instantly filled the whole body, squeezing the meridians out of countless cracks.

Qian Yue's mood was very stable, and she did not hurry to soothe the spiritual power brought by the elixir, until the dantian was squeezed into a surging and sore place, and the spiritual power suddenly began to change.

The gas that was originally filled in the dantian began to condense into liquid dripping, and it was very fast.