Do you think I am willing to become a Nascent Soul?

If this is the case in the past, if someone dares to tell Mr. An, hey, brother, you are no joke at all. With An Zejun's narrow mind, you can cause disasters that will inevitably make you lose money. If you don't hurt your muscles and bones, you will definitely stop. not come down.

However, now he is not only a human being, but also someone else's property, which is so embarrassing.When someone said this again, I couldn't even get angry, so I could only hold my breath and ask word by word.

"Yuanying?! The Yuanying is a must-have for a monk to go out, and a must-have for family robbery?" An Zejun's small claws forcefully squeezed Mu Ning's face and deformed it.

Mu Ning: So what does the Nascent Soul have to do with looting houses?

"Being married to the Nascent Soul can indeed be regarded as a monk who has fully stepped into the Dao. Although what our monks want is the opportunity to fight for heaven and earth, it has nothing to do with robbing houses..." Mu Ning really took a lot of effort to pick it up. Drop the claws on your face.

An Zejun squinted his big golden eyes and looked at the villain in front of him.

A sapphire hair crown, flowing clouds and plain clothes, and gold and black boots.

For the position he once reached, he faced all kinds of people, except for a few people who had the power of the underworld, most of them had Zhou Zheng's appearance.The rest are men and women with extraordinarily gorgeous and charming faces, bed crawlers, and scammers.Even though he doesn't like to participate in those emotional dramas of intrigue, he can be said to have seen countless beauties.

As for the person in front of him, it can be said that among all the people he has met, if he is ranked second, no one can be ranked first, including himself.Even a narcissist like An Zejun has to admit that this face can make most people fall in love at first sight.

The gods are bright and beautiful, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, and a skin like fat jade.This is a very masculine appearance, with a touch of vermilion thin lips, which adds a touch of beauty to him, but there is no feminine, it is perfect.

This is also one of the reasons why most of the female disciples love to get close to him.

"I... am I not your Nascent Soul?" An Zejun scratched his chin at ninety degrees, with a wretched look on his face.Tsk tsk tsk, not bad, if I were his Nascent Soul, according to the book, we should have the same face.

"Exactly." For some reason, looking at the Nascent Soul in front of him, Mu Ning felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Before An Zejun could say the next thing, Mu Ning suddenly disappeared, making him breathless.

"My dear student... Regarding assimilation, I have something for my teacher. I don't know if I should talk about it or not." Venerable Zitong flew back again, dragged out the disciple's spiritual sense, and pinned him down. On the stool, he looked like he ate a fly.

"It's not appropriate to talk about it." Mu Ning carefully took off the master's claws from his hair.

Venerable Zitong: Disciple, you have changed, you didn’t talk to your teacher like this before, blah blah blah...

"I want to talk about it!" Venerable Zitong rolled his eyes at the apprentice, and then said, "I asked your uncle about this assimilation. Only by giving up the Nascent Soul and returning to the Golden Core Stage can we completely escape from the power of the Almighty!" Control. Disciple, giving up the baby is a small matter, but losing your life is a big matter! Don't be attached to this purple baby, think about your talent, you will return to the Yuanying stage in less than ten years, absolutely not It's a small loss..."

"No. My Nascent Soul is not assimilated."

"Oh, I knew that my apprentice was sensible, and I definitely wouldn't...you tell me again! Now you can't keep this Nascent Soul! You know it! I will never let these evil spirits Occupy my disciple's body!" Venerable Zitong is not so much angry now, but his eyes still betrayed him, the excitement in his eyes clearly expressed 'it's not good for disciple to worry too much, the old man cares about him so much Didn't make any effort, finally it's time for the old man to play! ' Thoughts.

Mu Ning found that the master's decision can't be changed generally, because he won't listen to you no matter how you explain it to him.Others don't listen to the left ear going in and the right ear going out, maybe they can still get an impression that the master is going in on the left side, and before he goes in, he turns a corner and comes back.If you don't even go through a cutscene, it won't affect him at all.

Thinking of this, Mu Ning sighed.Silently pinching a formula, An Zejun, who was sulking in his dantian, burst out of his body in an instant and was summoned out.

As soon as An Zejun landed, the three present were all stunned.

An Zejun didn't expect to be able to change places by stomping his feet.

Venerable Zitong didn't expect that the Nascent Soul would fall to the ground after falling to the ground.

Mu Ning realized that Zhen Huo had followed him out.

The real fire is originally connected with his soul, because the real fire itself belongs to the newborn, so it is stored in the golden elixir for cultivation, and after the broken elixir becomes a baby, it will naturally be placed in the nascent baby.Now that the Nascent Soul is separated from the body, the real fire that should have been in the dantian has also come out. Mu Ning, who was too stimulated today, really couldn't react, and was taken aback for a moment.

Obviously, he was a little early in this daze, and his expression in the next moment was simply dazed.

Yuan Ying was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up, and instantly turned into a purple streamer, disappearing from the sight of the two of them.

"Master can now believe that my Nascent Soul is not assimilated? If it is capable of assimilation, why would it run away? If someone other than me shot at him, I would be seriously injured, so there is no need for it." He was stunned, but his thinking was still barely clear.

"Teacher, the one who ran out just now was your Nascent Soul?" Venerable Zitong didn't answer his words at all, but looked at the direction where An Zejun disappeared and said slowly.

"Exactly."

"Then why don't you go chasing after me!! Correct me here!!" Venerable Zi Tong yelled after pulling Mu Ning, his eyebrows raised angrily.But Mu Ning pushed his hand away unhurriedly, took three steps back, and straightened his clothes.

"Teacher just said that my Nascent Soul can spit out human words. I'm afraid it has its own intelligence. It must be that the master said that the broken baby will be reunited to make it panic, so it ran away." Mu Ning condescended. Looking at his unreliable master, he strongly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Venerable Zitong: The old man cares about you and also cares about mistakes? !

"What kind of eyes do you have? Do you think the old man is unreliable?!" Regardless of his 700-year-old age, he jumped up and roared, almost pointing at Mu Ning's nose.

But he was choked by Mu Ning's swaying "Isn't it?" eyes.For the first time, I'm still a little embarrassed, it's so weird, the old man's face is comparable to the bark of a eucalyptus tree, and he's so ashamed!Thinking of this, he felt that it shouldn't be done, so he stared back.

"You once asked me to take out the spiritual altar in the foundation building stage and put it in an emerald coral tree that you got from Master Zhanyue; you asked me to lend you the golden core and give it to Master Daimo in exchange for a spiritual chicken ;you......."

"My dear disciple! The two of us will chase your Nascent Soul back quickly! The Nascent Soul will be too weak for too long! Go away!" Before he finished speaking, the man had already run away.

Alas, this apprentice looks dumb, and he's going to turn over old scores!go go go go!

Mu Ning shook his head and sighed, his own Nascent Soul would still be lost, since he ran away, he didn't want to stay in the dantian for a long time.Alas, how can there be any magic to decorate the dantian in this world...

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As soon as An Zejun's brain became hot (if he had such a superior organ as a brain), he ran out and ran for a quarter of an hour.At this time, I also slowed down, even if I came out, I didn't know where to go.Hastily thrown into another world, unfamiliar with the place, but also a high-level world, what can a Nascent Soul do when it comes out?

He was a small ball, huddled between the branches, and the sun shone through his transparent body, casting dazzling light on the ground.Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the sudden surge of emotions to think about the baby, until a stone kissed his forehead with a bang, interrupting his thoughts.He held his stomach full of anger and looked down, and saw a stream of small beans.

"Hey! On the tree! What are you!" A little potato called An Zejun excitedly.It looks so good, bright and penetrating, like a sugar figurine sold in the market!Hey, I don't know if I can eat it...

What the hell are you!Your whole family is stuff!I was just told today that I'm not a joke, so what are you talking about with me!I will tell you now!

He ordered the flames in his body to rush towards Douding No. [-], but the flames were fierce but did not hurt these little disciples.After the Samadhi True Fire was refined by Mu Ning, it would only obey the master's control.An Zejun can also be regarded as the master, but he can only use the original ability of the real fire - burn all foreign objects.Coupled with An Zejun's purposeful ignition, the small potato became a peeled potato.

But Little Tudou obviously didn't expect this consequence, there would never be anything that could hurt them in this enchantment, so they came over to talk to An Zejun without any hesitation, whoever imagined it would be hurt just like that.Well, it's still a double mind.

"Hahaha, Zhao Qing, you are just a big egg now! It's still boiled! Hahaha." The other little Douding laughed loudly, and Su Ti gave his comrade a knife without hesitation.

Zhao Qing, whose clothes and hair had been burnt to the ground, was so ashamed and angry that his friend made such a sarcasm, subconsciously flattened his mouth, and didn't care about wearing his clothes. He raised his head and burst into tears.

This group of children are all three or four years old, how could they think of the profound question of taking into account the face of their friends, laughing mockingly, discussing sarcastically, and even recorded them silently for later use, this scene is simply amazing. The demons danced wildly.

And An Zejun, who was standing on the tree watching all this, was silent for a long time, and gradually remembered the fear of being dominated by bear children in those years.

The three-year-old An Mingchuan was as white and tender as a doll in a New Year's painting, and he liked his pretty little uncle very much.Once he came to grandma's house with his parents, he would want to play with An Zejun.But no matter what the parents don't allow it.Always tell him with a hesitant expression, stay away from your little uncle.

An Zejun, who had just returned home at that time, always looked dead silent, and his daily activities were only to kneel and sit in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, learning various expressions.Frowning, pulling the corners of the lips, bending the eyes.

However, An Mingchuan's parents can't stop him, so he will appear in various places within An Zejun's line of sight, specifically: coming out from behind the mirror/under the bed/under the curtain/under the desk, or even Crawling on top of him, he yelled fiercely at his little uncle, louder and louder until he got a response.

There was even a time when not only did An Zejun get a response, but he also reached out to him, but before he could touch him, he was pulled away by his mother in a panic. That time his mother beat him for the first time, only called Don't look for his little uncle, he will die.

What's the point? When he was young, he only had the idea that good-looking people must be good people.Until many years later, everything around him changed beyond recognition, and he became a person.Only then did he know that An Zejun at that time really wanted to strangle him to death.

No overtones.

So that child stabbed his throat, and An Zejun couldn't blame him.

But the impression left by the stinky child's magic voice piercing through the brain is still lingering. After abandoning half of the past, he put on a gentle mask, and still remains insensitive to all contact with young creatures.

An Zejun's golden pupils gradually deepened, and the breath of death that had been silent for many years gradually spread from his body, mixed with another emotion, rushing downward.

And this group of little Doudings didn't notice it.

Mu Ning, who was aware of the guidance of the mind and chased to the barrier of the cold spring, suddenly paused in mid-air, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.The monk's hunch did not come without warning, something must have happened!

Originally not in a hurry, he galloped at the fastest speed in an instant, and arrived at the barrier in less than half a moment.Immediately, he was taken away by the scene in front of him.

His Nascent Soul, with a horrifying expression, stood quietly on the tree, looking at the group of crying juniors and juniors under the tree, slowly raising his little hands, there was terrifying energy fluctuating, and a strong murderous intent wrapped around his body.

At that moment, Mu Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was cold.

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