Soon, half an hour has passed, under the joint efforts of the wooden man and the fire man, Wang Haoxuan gradually has no strength to fight back, suddenly, the little boy on the eaves yawned loudly, swept the small hand, and the wooden man and the fire man who were fighting with Wang Haoxuan below suddenly disappeared. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing the wooden man and the fire man disappear, Wang Haoxuan let out a long breath, and with a clear sound, he suddenly plunged the dark star into the ground, and held on to relieve the burden on his feet trembling and trembling due to fatigue.

At this moment, the senior brother and sister Mu Nan entered the ban, looked at the messy courtyard suspiciously, and after walking forward more than a dozen steps, they were overjoyed, and Mu Nan and the two knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Apprentice Mu Nan (Yelan) to meet the master!"

The figure of the little boy on the eaves flashed, and the blue and red clouds appeared in front of Mu Nan and the two, and said with a smile: "Hurry up! Hurry up! I'm not that old guy, I care about these false courtesies!"

"Yes, Master!"

When Wang Haoxuan heard that this little boy was actually Master Mu Nan, he couldn't help but relax while feeling depressed, and suddenly his eyes were black, and he was about to faint.

Mu Nan immediately helped Wang Haoxuan up, and the little boy flicked his fingers, and a red light submerged into Wang Haoxuan's body, and at the same time, Wang Haoxuan's storage ring and storage bag returned to his body.

"Master, what is this?" Mu Nan asked.

The dazzling blue light flashed, and the little boy sat on Yelan's shoulder leisurely, shook his head and said: "Heh! I knew that the teacher was coming soon, but I didn't wait in the house, hmph! I had to let him play!"

"Master Zhitong, we're going to Senior Brother Daoqing, not going out to play!" Yelan said.

"Okay, okay, Xiaolan, let's see what good things the teacher has brought you?" Xiao Tong said, with a pinch of his hands, he took out two small bells, and with another wave of his hand, the two small bells were tied around the waists of Mu Nan and Yelan, making a crisp 'jingle bell' sound.

"Master, what is this?" Mu Nan said, holding the bell, no matter how good his eyesight was, he couldn't see what kind of treasure this bell was, just like a mortal thing.

"Haha! this, that old guy won't let me tell you, wait for you to explore slowly by yourself in the future, haha!" As he spoke, the little boy flashed again, and suddenly appeared on Wang Haoxuan's shoulder, and his little hand knocked on his head, so Wang Haoxuan's eyes were confused, and he woke up.

"This kid is good! is that kid you asked the old guy to save that day?" As soon as the little fairy tale sound fell, Mu Nan nodded.

"Junior, Wang Haoxuan, meet the senior!" Seeing the child sitting on his shoulder, Wang Haoxuan's eyes were filled with endless admiration, and he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, but he didn't want to salute, so he just bowed to the child and said.

"By the way, Master Zhitong, did you bring that method?" Yelan looked excited, but a little nervous, and looked at Xiao Tong and said.

"Hmm, what's the way, hasn't the gift already been given to you?" said the little boy as he returned to Yelan's shoulder, seemingly unclear.

"Master, Master!" Yelan immediately picked up the little boy and put it on the table, and sprinkled it.

Seeing this, Mu Nan smiled slightly on the side, turned his head to Wang Haoxuan and said, "I haven't introduced it to Brother Haoxuan yet, this is my master!"

Hearing this, Wang Haoxuan looked at Mu Nan in a daze, isn't it obvious that this little boy is his master, it seems that there is no need to introduce it!

Seeing Wang Haoxuan's appearance, he knew that he hadn't made it clear, which made Wang Haoxuan misunderstand the meaning: "This is my master's Yang God, Sword Yang Xianzhi!"

Yang God?

Wang Haoxuan muttered, but it was obvious that Mu Nan was not elaborating, so he didn't ask again.

Fortunately, at this time, Master Mu Nan's Yang Divine Sword Yang Xianzhi was relieved, no longer teasing Yelan, turned over his hand and took out a book, and said: "This is the instrument spirit decision, using a weapon that is fused with his own breath, and fused into the body, has achieved an effect similar to that of a spiritual root, and at the same time, the foundation must be completed when the weapon and the body are fused!"

"Isn't this just a matter of having to build a foundation after reaching the Ten Realms of Qiyuan?" Mu Nan said in shock, and then asked, "Wouldn't forcibly building a foundation like this have an impact on your future cultivation?"

Wang Haoxuan was also extremely shocked, building a foundation is also difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators, let alone such a forcible foundation.

"Well, it is said that this foundation building has to experience the pain of devouring the heart, the pain of broken pulses, and the vitality is less than one percent, and at the same time, it is not a simple matter to integrate the weapon into the body!" Jianyang Xianzhi looked at Yelan with an expressionless face at this time, he knew that the deity was looking for the method of the martial sect for Yelan, just for Mu Nan, but this matter was so difficult that even he and the deity were powerless.

"Isn't it okay to have a master to help?" Mu Nan asked, originally thinking that with a master here, although this kind of thing is difficult, it shouldn't make the master helpless!

"If it is in the Martial Sect, it is not too difficult to build the foundation by yourself, but without the treasure land of the Martial Sect, no one can intervene to help, and can only bear it on your own. Jianyang Xianzhi shook his head and sighed.

"This!" Mu Nan looked at Yelan with red eyes.

After listening to what Jianyang Xianzhi said, Yelan's eyes were dim, and after turning her head to look at Mu Nan, her gaze gradually became firm: If you can't cultivate immortals, you will always be by your senior brother's side, what does it mean in this life!

"Master, I'm willing to cultivate!" Yelan looked at Jianyang Xianzhi resolutely.

"Since you have made up your mind, I will leave you a Heart-Protecting Pill for your teacher, and when it is critical, I can save your life!" Jianyang Xianzhi took out a jade bottle and handed it to Yelan.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Alright, now that the old fellow has done what he told me, I'll go. Jianyang Xianzhi said this, sighed again, and said slowly: "The situation over there is urgent, Nan'er, you must complete the foundation building within a year, otherwise you will ......"

"Master rest assured, when the disciple returns to the sect, he will immediately retreat, and he will never leave the sect without building a foundation!" Mu Nan immediately saluted and said, the resoluteness in his tone made Jianyang Xianzhi nod.

Suddenly, Wang Haoxuan stood up and asked, "The junior has something to ask, I don't know if the senior can answer it!"

Jianyang Xianzhi frowned slightly and nodded.

"Can the predecessors know the art of resurrecting the dead?" Wang Haoxuan asked worriedly, the person in front of him was a person in the god transformation stage, although he didn't know what the yang god was. If even the monks of the Transformation Stage didn't know about this art of resurrection, the sky would be ......

Jianyang Xianzhi lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said uncertainly: "I heard that in the territory of the Northwest Zhou Kingdom, there has been an elixir of resurrection, and some people have turned back to life after taking it, I don't know if this is true!"

Hearing this, Wang Haoxuan looked so excited that he bowed again, and said, "Thank you, senior!"

"Well, it's fine, then I'll go!" As soon as the words fell, Jianyang Xianzhi pinched it and quietly disappeared.