The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The Taiwu Dragon Monk raised his head and looked in the direction of the fire.

Chanali rushed forward like crazy.

The dark winds of the Western Zhou Dynasty were blowing, and countless black shadows flew out of the jungle, emerged from the ground, and jumped down from the trees...

The Taiwu Dragon Monk frowned, retreated quickly, and waved his hand to scatter the Gu insects in front of him.

"Are you from the Xuanjiang Sect?"

Chanali rushed to Ma Shan, looked at his open chest, tears streaming down her face, turned around, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Give me his heart!"

A smile appeared on Mashan's face: "Nali, my heart has been yours for a long time!"

Chanali looked at him in shock and stroked his face: "You're not dead? You're not dead! Mashan, you're not dead!"

But Mashan stopped talking. His expression was dull and his eyes were dull, like a dead person.

The Taiwu Dragon Monk let out a weird laugh: "His heart is in my hand and will never stop beating. His martial arts is not very good, but his body seems to have been adjusted by an immortal. A rare top-grade one. I will take him back and refine it to become the most powerful Dharma Protector Vajra Corpse under Naga. His heart will always beat in my hands, and his soul will be obtained in the fire of the Turbid Dragon Nine Yins. eternal life……"

"No!" Chanali yelled, "I won't let you succeed! You devil!"

A huge shadow rose from the ground like a dragon and snake, appeared from the feet of the Taiwu Dragon Monk, spiraled up, and entangled his body.

"Jungle Python!" The Taiwu Dragon Monk was slightly surprised, "Are you a descendant of Fatima? If so, for the sake of the Jungle Witch, I can let you go."

Chanali didn't answer, she formed seals with her hands and just chanted the mantra.

The giant python grew longer and thicker, entangled the Taiwu Dragon Monk, and opened its huge mouth.

"Hmph, since you don't know what's good, don't blame me for being rude. Even if the jungle witch comes, she won't dare to do anything to me under Naga's eyes."

At this time, the python's mouth was facing down, and it was biting down, and it was about to swallow the Taiwu Dragon Monk.

The Taiwu Dragon Monk swayed and shrank, and escaped from the entanglement of the jungle python. The palm of his hand was still holding Ma Shan's beating heart. With a wave of his other hand, a black energy shot out, wrapping around the giant python like silk. python.

The giant python's body suddenly shrank as if being burned, leaving only a piece of snake skin, which fell limply to the ground.

Chanali screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, spitting on Ma Shan's chest. The blood entered the chest, mixed with Ma Shan's blood, and flowed into the blood vessels.

The heart in Taiwu Dragon Monk's hand was still beating.

He walked up slowly, with a strange smile on his ugly face: "In this case, then take out your hearts and refine them together, so that you can become a pair of concentric zombies and become the male and female protectors in front of my Naga God. Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Chanali knew that she could not save Mashan or herself with her own abilities.

The Taiwu Dragon Monk is too strong unless his master comes.

Perhaps, this is the end of fate.

She looked at Mashan and remembered his words: "My heart has been given to you a long time ago."

She suddenly smiled. This guy has had his heart ripped out, yet he can still say such things!

Maybe it wouldn't be bad if two people's hearts were refined together and they became a pair of zombies with the same fate.

I just don’t know how many people it will harm.

But at this time, there is still so much to worry about!

Chanali hugged Ma Shan gently, waiting for the final judgment of fate on her.

The Taiwu Dragon Monk walked up to her and lifted Chanali's chin with his fingers:

"She is also a beauty! As beautiful as your master! It's a pity that the jungle witch dare not enjoy it. It would be nice to enjoy it as her direct disciple."

"No, no, no! It can't be like this! I am a monk, I am a disciple in front of the Naga Seat, how can I be tempted by such vulgar sex! These mortals are so pitiful, they need salvation!"

There was a lewd smile on half of his face, but a look of compassion on the other half of his scarred face.

He stretched out his hand, raised his palm, the edge of the palm was as sharp as a knife, and aimed it at Chanali's chest.

The artillery fire on the other side of the mountain had long since ceased.

At this moment, a biting murderous aura spread from the sky and the earth, like winter frost, freezing everything.

The Taiwu Dragon Monk raised his head in surprise.

I saw a little black light in the distance, even in the dark night, it was so conspicuous.

It was darker than night, like a crack in space from which no light could escape.

When the Taiwu Dragon Monk looked up, the black light was still on the top of the mountain. In a flash, it had reached the top of his head.

Only then did he see clearly that it was a sword.

Killing intent came from all directions in the west and converged on the sword. With the terror of destroying the world, it pierced the head of the Taiwu Dragon Monk.

boom!

The body of a generation of demon monks was wiped out in the sword energy, and the sword force continued, creating a deep and deep cave on the ground.

In the flying dust, a bit of red flew past like flowing fire and fell into Ma Shan's chest.

Li Muchen floated to the ground and landed in front of Ma Shan. His palms caressed his chest, and the open chest closed like a zipper, leaving no scar.

But Li Muchen's expression was serious, and he never let go of his hand on Ma Shan's chest.

The Xuanming Sword killed the Taiwu Dragon Monk in just a split second. Chanali didn't react at all, and for a while she fantasized about whether the master was coming. It wasn't until Li Muchen appeared, put Ma Shan's heart back in place, and sewed up the wound on his chest that he realized that he and Ma Shan had been saved.

But seeing Li Muchen's expression, her heart was filled with worry again.

"He...how is he?" she asked cautiously.

Li Muchen said nothing.

Chanali was extremely nervous, biting her lip with her teeth, drawing blood but feeling nothing.

After a long time, Mashan suddenly coughed.

Chanali cried with joy: "He's alive! He's alive!"

Mashan's cough became more and more violent and he vomited a lot of blood clots and phlegm.

Chanali used her clothes to wipe his face and mouth.

After he finished vomiting, Li Muchen finally let go of his hand.

His expression was still solemn and he said: "With the heart pulse connected, physical injuries are not a big problem, just rest for a while. But..."

"But what?" Chanali's heart sank, and she had a bad feeling. "You can even reconnect your heart. Is there anything else you can't do?"

Li Muchen shook his head: "This demon monk's practice is very strange. He separated the heart, soul and body of Brother Mashan. His power should come from some ancient natural primitive power. This is something that only ancient wizards can control." "

"Then...how is he? Is he okay?" Chanali only cares about Mashan now.

"Brother Mashan's heart and soul are separated. His soul and body are very unstable and will run out at any time. I can only use magic to temporarily restrain him, but this is not a long-term solution."

"What about the long-term solution? You must have a solution, right?"

"The fundamental method is to rely on one's own cultivation to strengthen the mind and soul bit by bit. When he reaches the innate level of cultivation and is refined by the thunder tribulation, the mind and soul will naturally become stable."

"Cultivation to Xiantian? How long will it take!" Chanali said anxiously, "What about before Xiantian?"

"Before Xiantian, there were two ways. One was to find a powerful soul-fixing magic weapon to help him stabilize his heart and soul. But this kind of magic weapon is too rare and difficult to find."

Li Muchen frowned, seeming to be thinking of a solution.

"What about the second one?" Chanali asked.

"The second thing is that there is someone who can accompany him all the time. I will teach that person a set of exercises and let her and Brother Mashan practice together. At the critical moment of practice, they can help him overcome his inner demons. If the two of them are of the same mind, naturally The heart and soul are stable. But where can you find such a person if you rely on fate?"

"I! I do!"

Chanali blurted out, then suddenly reacted and blushed, but her gaze towards Li Muchen was still firm.

"You?" Li Muchen seemed hesitant, "Are you really willing?"

"Really," Chanali said.

Li Muchen finally nodded: "Okay, then I will teach you a set of exercises."

Chanali listened carefully.

Ma Shan behind her suddenly blinked and quietly gave a thumbs up to Li Muchen.