The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

The sword was torn apart, and the fragments of the sword brushed against Gu Yuan's cheek, smelling the smell of blood, his double pupils finally merged into one, shining with a strange light.

At the same time, Yan Xingjun, who came late, also smelled the strong smell of blood. He first showed a worried look on his face. He was about to stab the animal next to him to death, his nose fluttered, and he sneezed softly.

This sneeze was sharp and brittle, completely different from Yan Xingjun's cough in the past.

Yan Xingjun's eyes were slightly covered with a thin layer of gray, and the sun seemed to be shining through these fragile eyes.

If you look closely, you can still see him biting his lower lip with his white teeth, as if he was enduring something.

The color in his eyes gradually darkened, and finally turned into a cloud of gray. Yan Xingjun seemed to have sensed it, and turned his head quickly, without looking at Gu Yuan.

Neither of them noticed the change in each other's eyes.

The blade shattered, and some of the fragments fell into the Yanniao's beak. It opened its mouth wide, trying to swallow Gu Yuan.

This should be a critical moment, Gu Yuan had half of his body in Yanniao's mouth, but his heart seemed to be an isolated island floating in the vast ocean.

Even for a moment, Gu Yuan himself didn't understand what was going on in his heart.

Time became still, Gu Yuan glanced aside, saw the floating dust around him, saw the flames of Yanniao, and saw that his master seemed to be about to cut Yanniao off.

He blinked again, and saw two white ears on Shizun's head like a phantom.

Fluffy, fine and smooth hair can be seen when shaking.

...Why is the influence of the white silk still there?

In addition, he could even see how Master held up the sword, and how the Flame Bird opened its mouth.

It was as if an invisible timeline was stretched infinitely, and only Gu Yuan escaped from this timeline.

Gu Yuan turned around, and the "Fourteen Swords" was easily held by Gu Yuan.

The "Fourteen Swords" belonged to the owner. If they were taken away, no one else would want to use them unless the owner gave permission. The time was urgent, and even Yan Xingjun didn't react, so the "Fourteen Swords" were pulled out by Gu Yuan. Walk.

This sword, which has recognized its master, actually connects with Gu Yuan in an instant. Through the invisible link, Gu Yuan can feel the heartbeat of the other end of the sword, which belongs to his master—Yan Xingjun.

A weak heartbeat, just like Yan Xingjun.

fragile and...

strong.

If you didn't listen carefully to the heartbeat, you wouldn't be able to hear it. Thinking about it this way, it's not fake for Yan Xingjun to stay in Qingxuan Peak to recuperate, but perhaps because he's used to it, Master never showed anything wrong in front of him.

Even if it was just coughing, they kept muffled voices, looked at him with a smile, and waved their hands to show that it was okay.

When Yan Xingjun was holding the sword, I am afraid that everyone would praise him as worthy of being the Qing Han Immortal Venerable. Who would have thought that the inner body was already so weak?

Time returned to normal, and the "Fourteen Swords" pierced Yanniao's body again and again.

Just before the final blow was pierced, Yanniao, who was not easy to mess with either Yan Xingjun or Gu Yuan, collapsed on the ground, rolled his eyes, and let out a chirping sound begging for mercy.

Begging for mercy with Gu Yuan, if it was listened to by others in the previous life, it must be considered ridiculous.

Gu Yuan looked at Yanniao indifferently, he felt the blood in his veins start to boil uncontrollably, and he didn't know whether he smelled the fresh blood on his body or Yanniao's.

Just when Gu Yuan was about to stab the sword down, a faint fragrance wafted across the tip of his nose, and Gu Yuan paused.

Master will think he is ruthless...

A trace of worry suddenly flashed in Gu Yuan's heart, he stopped his sword, and glanced at Yan Xingjun hesitantly.

Yanniao probably also noticed this, and tweeted towards Yan Xingjun to show off her cuteness, even the flames on her body were restrained a lot, revealing the hair underneath.

After removing the outer shell, most of the fur on these monsters is very soft and comfortable to the touch. When the fur floats under your hands, there is always a feeling of being cute.

Just like the ears on Master's head.

...No, no, I missed it.

Gu Yuan restrained the wandering thoughts.

Gu Yuan lowered his eyes: "Master."

Yan Xingjun said with a smile, "I found the soul-destroying grass, but there is a long sea of ​​flames at the soul-depleting grass, I guess this flame bird is guarding the soul-depleting grass, I think the sea of ​​fire is quite long, how about letting it go?" Does it take us?"

When he spoke, his voice was soft, even I was replaced as the teacher, it seemed that he was silently comforting Gu Yuan not to be afraid.

The boiling blood on Gu Yuan's body gradually calmed down, and the double pupils also returned to their original state.

Gu Yuan pursed his lips, returned the "Fourteen Swords" to Yan Xingjun, and said, "Okay, Master, your sword."

When handing the "Fourteen Swords" to Yan Xingjun, the sword felt something, and there was a feeling of reluctance expressed from the sword, and was soon cut off by its owner in anger.

Hmm... the fact that the sword can communicate with others without the owner's permission, in a sense, it shows that the owner has already recognized this person from the bottom of his heart.

For many sword cultivators, the most important thing is the sword, and even some sword cultivators feel that if they are with the sword, they are not considered single.

Being able to actively share the sword shows its significance.

Yan Xingjun retracted the sword with a blushing face, and cursed in a low voice: "What are you doing! Why are you arguing? I haven't trained you to take the initiative to run away with others."

Probably blushing with embarrassment, Yan Xingjun even forgot that he and Gu Yuan are so close, this kind of volume is not a problem for Jianxiu.

Naturally, Gu Yuan listened.

Gu Yuan asked, "Anyone else?"

"...Little apprentice, sneak away as a teacher and apprentice." Yan Xingjun hastily explained, and finally found that with his lack of communication with outsiders, there was really no way to solve this problem, so he had to hang his head and stare fiercely. The flame bird on the ground.

Flame Bird: ...?

Could this be... a bowl of full food given before death?

Yan Xingjun was not polite to Yanniao who hurt his apprentice.

Yanniao was seriously injured, and after listening to the two people's previous words, Yanniao intentionally took away all the flames from his body, leaving only a hair stained with a little blood.

Yan Xingjun said in a cold voice: "Little bastard, it's okay to save your life, but you hurt my little apprentice, you have to pay something back, right?"

Yanniao just saw that the two were dressed better than the group of people who came in before, and one of them had a lower level of cultivation, and the other was just a spirit body.

It can also be regarded as a character who has dominated this cave for many years. After being beaten up like this by a majestic human being, it is naturally annoyed, thinking that no matter what, it will be buried with another person.

Unexpectedly, the funeral didn't take place, so I have to explain my life here.

It groaned, and heard that human beings are cunning, but most of them feel pity for these docile cats and dogs, thinking that he is a majestic monster, but he can't compare with these things without spiritual consciousness.

Rubbing Yan Xingjun's feet with his head, he let out a soft cry.

Yan Xingjun kicked him away mercilessly, squatted down, and looked at Yanniao with his back to Gu Yuan.

Stretching out a hand towards the wings of the Flame Bird, he closed and opened his eyes, the originally clear pupils slowly turned gray again.

"Ow!!!!"

"..."

The flame bird's hysterical scream gradually fell silent, and finally its wings drooped down, and even its eyes lost their previous expression, and became dull.

Yan Xingjun stood up, and his eyes returned to their original appearance in an instant. He smiled and said to Gu Yuan, "This Yanniao has harmed countless people. I have taken his cultivation base and spiritual knowledge away as a teacher."

Gu Yuan looked at Yan Xingjun quietly.

He originally thought that Master would let Yanniao go...

Take away the spiritual consciousness, and there is nothing left but a life.

Even for monsters, spiritual knowledge is more important than cultivation and life.

Whether it is a monster or a monster race, those who can produce spiritual consciousness are all the best among them. If anyone wants to take away their spiritual consciousness, they will definitely have to work hard.

and……

Those who can take away the spiritual consciousness are all heretical exercises. How did his master know it?

Yan Xingjun waved at Yanniao, and that Yanniao obediently got up from the ground, lowered her head, rubbed against his hand, and then rubbed against Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan turned to the side and avoided it.

Yanniao lowered his body, Yan Xingjun stepped on Yanniao's wings first, turned around at the same time, and came up with Gu Yuan.

The Flame Bird spread its wings, crossed the sea of ​​flames, and flew to the place where the Soul-killing Grass was located.

Gu Yuan glanced down, and saw that there was a bottomless fire underneath, bubbling and bubbling, as if it might erupt at any time.

This sea of ​​fire is indeed as Yan Xingjun said, very wide.

If you walk with the sword, if you don't have enough spiritual power, you may fall into the sea of ​​fire halfway.

What's more, the surrounding temperature is scorching, and you need to allocate a certain amount of spiritual power to protect yourself from melting.

But relatively, this is also an excellent place to practice your natal sword.

After getting off the Yanniao, surrounded by the sea of ​​fire, there is a small island. The island looks like a holy land of Taoyuan, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding sea of ​​fire.

In the center of the island, there is a soul-destroying grass, just looking at it, there is a kind of power that captures people's hearts and souls.

The soul-destroying grass can be used not only as a material for the natal sword, but also as a material for refining puppets.

If it is fed into Yanniao's mouth, Yanniao will become Yan Xingjun's puppet, retaining part of the memory of Yanniao's life, and cannot disobey the master's orders.

But Yan Xingjun obviously didn't have this plan. He put the soul-destroying grass into the porcelain bottle, took out a table from the space ring, and put it beside the sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, he took out the Xuantie that Zheng Qingzi had forced out and put it on the table.

This is to refine the natal sword.

Yan Xingjun said: "I wanted to give you a surprise, little apprentice."

Gu Yuan's eyebrows widened, "It's already a surprise."

The natal sword of his life was forged by Yan Xingjun himself.

Gu Yuan said again, "The master gave me the flute, the natal lamp, and the natal sword. Disciple, disciple really doesn't know how to repay."

Yan Xingjun smiled, "Of course, you are a master's apprentice. Being a master is not good for you, but who is good for you?"

Gu Yuan paused for a moment, then said again, "Master, do you know that in our mortal world, there is no repayment for such a thing..."

Yan Xingjun deliberately concealed something last time.

The lower realm books he usually read were not related to cultivation, but some scriptures in the mortal world.

He has seen this sentence countless times in the storybook, so of course he knows what the next sentence is.

The hand that was about to practice the sword paused, and suddenly there was a sound in the sea of ​​fire beside it, and a ball of flames burst out of the sea of ​​fire, turning half of Yan Xingjun's face red.

Yan Xingjun said: "Da Da Da Da bold! You actually molested me as a teacher!"

Gu Yuan watched this scene with great interest, and slowly said the second half of the sentence: "I have to be a cow and a horse in the next life, and repay this great kindness."