Forced Vest [Rebirth]

Qu Yunzhen ruthlessly pulled off the bear boy Kunlun Jun, and with a thought, Ming Tan stepped forward and pressed Kunlun Jun's shoulder.

"Don't make trouble."

Ming Tan said displeased.

Mr. Kunlun cut, but obediently sat beside Qu Yunzhen.

Feng Zhiyuan stared at the three people who understood each other very tacitly, feeling that he really didn't fit in with them, he lowered his head with a lonely expression, and managed to pull himself together and said, "Master, what exactly is the war ghost clan you're talking about?"

"War Ghost is an ancient race, an ancient god and demon born of the rules of heaven..."

Qu Yunzhen narrated the origin and characteristics of the Zhangui clan, and Feng Zhiyuan was completely shocked when he listened.

"I'm a war ghost? Is there a soul jade fused into the soul?"

He frowned and looked at his fingers, which were no different from ordinary people, and his flesh and blood body was no different from ordinary people, but the soul in this body was abnormal.

Feng Zhiyuan clenched his fingers tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palm.

He can't be called a human at all, he is a weapon made by heaven, an executioner who slaughters monsters, and the power of the war ghost in his body has been activated, so he has become a man who can't control himself and is destined to die A monster that becomes a carnage.

monster.

He is a monster.

If he couldn't restrain his heart, he might go mad and use this terrifying power to hurt the weak and weak Master.

Feng Zhiyuan is still a young man under the age of 20. He suddenly heard his true identity, and it was hard to accept it for a while. Thinking of the fierce and ruthless self in the Kunlun Lord's consciousness transmission screen, thinking that he would face his master with that ferocious face As soon as he took the shot, he trembled all over, his complexion turned pale, and even his aura began to become unstable.

Seeing that Feng Zhiyuan's expression was not right, Qu Yunzhen raised his hand and injected spiritual power into Feng Zhiyuan's body to restore his stability: "Zhiyuan, calm down, the war ghost is a god and demon, not evil, and the war ghost is powerful, and you With soul jade protecting your body, your talent is unique in the entire Twelve Immortal Continents, which is a once-in-a-million-year opportunity for cultivators."

Opportunities come along with crises. However, in Qu Yunzhen's view, this is not a big deal. He already knows the exact location of the twelve soul jades. He just needs to collect all the soul jades and find a way to get rid of Feng Zhiyuan's war ghost. The disadvantage of power stimulation is that even if Feng Zhiyuan completely transforms into a war ghost, he can still control his own power.

As far as Qu Yunzhen, who used the bones of divine beasts to create a body, just needs to do some research, he can indeed help his disciples get rid of future troubles.

The embraced Feng Zhiyuan buried his head in Qu Yunzhen's arms, his voice trembling: "Master, the war ghosts are bloodthirsty monsters, I may lose control, you should expel me from the master's sect and send me into eighth Desolation, in this way, I will not cause disasters."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qu Yunzhen didn't expect that Feng Zhiyuan would go overboard.

He lifted Feng Zhiyuan's cheek with his hand, saw Jianxiu's red eyes, and his breath stagnated.

"Oh, you kid."

Seeing Feng Zhiyuan's tightly pursed lips, his pale complexion, and his rare fragile appearance, Qu Yunzhen felt helpless, and his tone became more gentle.

"Zhiyuan, it is indeed difficult to control the power of the war ghost, but there is no way. Soul jade can help you suppress the awakening of the power of the war ghost, and let you adapt to the power of the war ghost step by step. You can also get used to the power of the war ghost at the later stage of Wuqing Dao cultivation. Suppress the fighting spirit in the spirit of the war ghost, so, with the help of soul jade and ruthless dao, the power of war ghost is actually the help of your cultivation."

Feng Zhiyuan heard the words, the light reappeared in the dark eyes, he looked at Qu Yunzhen, and said with difficulty: "Soul jade?"

"That's right, soul jade."

Qu Yunzhen clearly explained the source and function of the soul jade, Feng Zhiyuan finally calmed down slowly.

On the side, Mr. Kunlun raised his head and looked at the master and apprentice, he couldn't help yawning, bored, he stopped his gaze on Feng Zhiyuan's face.

Feng Zhiyuan had a handsome appearance, his brows were tightly locked at this time, and his face was pale, and he didn't see the ruthlessness in his memory. Mr. Kunlun thought, what is there in front of him is a cold-faced evil spirit, it is simply a sugar cake covered with an ice shell. Cold and hard, but actually soft and sweet.

Mr. Kunlun couldn't hold back any more, lying on the ice-skinned candy-filled sugar cake, raised his hand to pinch Feng Zhiyuan's cheek: "Junior Brother Zhiyuan, don't be afraid, I will protect you, with me and your master here, you Everything is safe."

Outsiders Feng Zhiyuan was so close to him, he raised his hand and pulled Kunlun Jun away, looked at Qu Yunzhen, lowered his eyes and said: "Senior brother Kunlun, please respect yourself."

Qu Yunzhen saw that Feng Zhiyuan's expression was finally not so dignified because of Mr. Kunlun's interruption, and his heart moved.

Kunlun Jun received the deity's mind, raised his eyebrows, embraced Feng Zhiyuan again, pinched Feng Zhiyuan's cheek: "Junior Brother Zhiyuan, Junior Brother Zhiyuan, come, give Xiaosheng a smile."

Feng Zhiyuan felt cold all over his body, he pulled Kunlun Jun away stiffly, then glanced at Qu Yunzhen again, seeing Qu Yunzhen smiling at him and Kunlun Jun, Feng Zhiyuan frowned.

He also figured it out at this time. He was distracted by the dream before. Mr. Kunlun is a familiar person who is clingy when he sees people. What kind of family is he who clings to his master? It is not necessarily Mr. Kunlun and his master. The special relationship is purely a matter of Mr. Kunlun himself.

Feng Zhiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, his mood finally calmed down.

Seeing that Feng Zhiyuan's face gradually returned to calm, Mr. Kunlun didn't bother him anymore after being pulled down.

Sankai is a test for the soul, and the feeling of fineness is also very subtle, so Qu Yunzhen intends to find a place to let Kunlun Jun offline temporarily.

Just as soon as this thought occurred, a paper crane flew into the Immortal Mansion.

The paper crane flew in front of Lord Kunlun, flapped its wings, and an arrogant and cold voice came: "Qingqiu Mo Tianlang, come to visit."

"Mo Tianlang?"

Three voices sounded in the Immortal Mansion simultaneously.

Feng Zhiyuan, who was surrounded by Qu Yunzhen, Ming Tan, and Kunlun Jun in a triangle, looked at this and then at that, and found that the micro-expressions of the three who spoke at the same time were all synchronized, and their expressions were a little strange for a while.

After all, there are some disadvantages in the three openings. For example, when Qu Yunzhen is surprised, the deity of Qu Yunzhen has two separate bodies, and his thoughts will be synchronized instantly, and his movements will also be synchronized.

Qu Yunzhen frowned: "Mo Tianlang came to Fuluo Island..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Mr. Kunlun.

"Oh, that's right, they came to look for me. After all, I bullied that little fellow Mo Tianya. Mo Tianlang protects his younger brother very tightly, probably to find a place for his younger brother."

Jun Kunlun shrugged.

Mo Tianlang is known to all monsters in Qingqiu as a mad devil protecting his brother.

Qu Yunzhen had a fight with Mo Tianya before he was reborn, lost his strength, and suppressed Mo Tianlang with the coercion of divine beasts. Mo Tianlang turned into a ball of white hair on the spot, cried and jumped off the competition stage, One accident, sprained the foot.

When Mo Tianya returned to Qingqiu, Mo Tianlang became a mad dog when he saw his younger brother sprained his ankle.

After a while after the sect competition, Mo Tianlang looked for Lord Kunlun all over the world, wanting to avenge his brother.

Fortunately, Mr. Kunlun went to send the soul jade to the deity of the Eight Desolation at that time, and then he withdrew from the soul and settled down, and was not caught by Mo Tianlang, so the matter finally ended.

However, because Feng Zhiyuan came to Qu Yunzhen's place this time, Feng Zhiyuan fell into a deep sleep and wasted some time, so Mo Tianlang chased Mr. Kunlun to Fuluo Island.

Qu Yunzhen held the paper crane and said via voice transmission: "Come in."

After the words fell, the paper crane burned and disappeared. Qu Yunzhen untied the Immortal Mansion Formation and walked in alone.

The man was dressed in white, his breath was cold, and his slightly upturned eyes glanced at Qu Yunzhen indifferently. When he saw Mingtan, his eyes fluctuated, and Mo Tianlang saluted: "Mingtan Holy Monk, Qingqiu Mo It's polite."

But he ignored Qu Yunzhen, the master here.

Seeing this, Feng Zhiyuan's expression turned cold.

Qu Yunzhen is not surprised by this. Mo Tianlang has always looked arrogant. He is the young master of Qingqiu, with extraordinary talent and noble status. Lowered their grade.

As for Qu Yunzhen, in the eyes of all the monks, he was a complete useless person. It was normal for Mo Tianlang not to take him seriously.

Qu Yunzhen treated Mo Tianlang with a kind of tolerance towards juniors, so his mind was peaceful, but Feng Zhiyuan felt panicked when he saw this.

His teacher is gentle and kind, and he is knowledgeable about the past and the present. He is originally an amazing and talented person, but because of his five-decay fate and his body is dilapidated, he is treated so coldly.

Feng Zhiyuan felt extremely uncomfortable, and the look he looked at Mo Tianlang became very unfriendly.

Mo Tianlang didn't notice Feng Zhiyuan, he maintained his identity, and after paying respects to Ming Tan, he raised his chin at Kunlun Jun: "You, come out and fight with me."

Mr. Kunlun narrowed his eyes.

Even though Mo Tianlang was his junior, but this guy was not polite to himself, and he was also the same to him, Kunlun Jun was successfully irritated.

He glanced at Mo Tianlang up and down, and rolled up his sleeves: "If you fight, you fight, you white-haired balls from Qingqiu, you are quite good at fighting, but it's a pity that you met me."

Mo Tianlang's expression turned cold when he heard the words: "How dare you call my younger brother a white-haired dumpling! You, die! It's settled!"

Brothers Mo Tianlang and Mo Tianya have almost the same body, and their furry appearance is exactly the same when they were young. Kunlun Jun looked at Mo Tianlang and remembered Mo Tianlang's appearance when he was still a white-haired dumpling.

However, this little guy has grown up, and his temper is really unpleasant, and he was raised by those old guys in Qingqiu.

Mo Tianlang said sternly: "Come out, let's have a good fight."

Mr. Kunlun put the fan on his belt, and really followed Mo Tianlang out.

The two had a fight outside Qu Yunzhen's Immortal Mansion. Inside the Immortal Mansion, Qu Yunzhen and Ming Tan had calm expressions, as if they couldn't notice the earthquake in the Immortal Mansion.

Feng Zhiyuan was still a little worried at first, but seeing that his master was so calm, he calmed down, took the tea set, and changed a cup of spiritual tea for Qu Yunzhen and Ming Tan.

Outside the Immortal Mansion, Mo Tianlang's complexion gradually turned ugly.

He is a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, and Lord Kunlun is only at the Dzogchen Stage of Golden Core Stage. Mo Tianya thought it would be easy to restrain Lord Kunlun and avenge his younger brother, but unexpectedly, Lord Kunlun is evenly matched with him.

Mo Tianlang saw that he couldn't beat Lord Kunlun, and wanted to avenge his younger brother, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and threw something.

The magic weapon thrown by Mo Tianlang turned into a big bag, which opened and sucked Kunlun Jun in.