The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

Gu Yuan's heart was about to soften into a mess.

Suddenly remembering that in the previous life, Master had already had someone he liked, Gu Yuan felt a little sore in his heart, this feeling was very strange, if you say it hurts, it is not pain, but just feel that there are dense needles stuck in the heart, which is extremely itchy.

What kind of person is it that can be liked by Master.

You must know that the Qing Han Immortal Venerable is not only famous for his cultivation, but also for his appearance. He has won the hearts of many monks. Such a good-looking master, no matter who he matches, Gu Yuan feels that the master has been ruined.

But this kind of emotion is not deep, as if separated by a thin layer of gauze, Gu Yuan has noticed and felt it, but when he really feels it, he always feels that something is missing.

The sword engraved with a rabbit was held in Gu Yuan's hand. The natal sword made of high-quality black iron is naturally very different from the natal sword in the previous life.

The sword may also have sensed its master, and the joyful emotion spread to Gu Yuan's heart along the meridians.

Gu Yuan felt a little strange.

His natal sword in his previous life was like him, a dead thing without emotion, perhaps because this sword was forged with the master's emotions, and his emotions were not as active as a sword, but rather like a child who has not grown up.

Gu Yuan played with it for a while.

Yan Xingjun asked with a smile, "Little apprentice, what do you plan to call this sword?"

Yan Xingjun's sword was taken from "One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States". Although Yan Xingjun did not intend to take it, at least he does not dislike the name.

Gu Yuan weighed the sword, "Let's call it...Three Thousand Swords."

Yan Xingjun didn't realize that the name "Three Thousand Swords" was taken after "Fourteen Swords". He just thought it was a coincidence that the names of both swords had numbers.

He blinked one eye, smiled and said to Gu Yuan: "Since you have got the natal sword, don't you try to take advantage of it? There is still time to change it."

Even though he only stayed in the Sky Cave for a few months, the little apprentice's ability has improved by leaps and bounds. As a master, Yan Xingjun is both happy and regretful.

There is a talented little apprentice who can show off everywhere, but unfortunately there is no way to teach him.

Gu Yuan said hello, and flew to a place a certain distance away from Yan Xingjun. He was about to make a move, but suddenly he stopped his hand, looked up at Yan Xingjun, and said slowly, "Please enlighten me, Master."

The tone of saying this was exactly the same as when he molested Yan Xingjun earlier, which made Yan Xingjun feel ashamed.

The tips of his ears were red, Yan Xingjun held back his shame and looked at Gu Yuan's sword skills.

Following Gu Yuan's every move, Yan Xingjun's eyes gradually showed shock.

I have known for a long time that the little apprentice is a genius who cultivates the ruthless way, but this speed is too fast. He was still teaching basic moves before he left, but now he can master them and even use his own style.

Yan Xingjun looked at the sword in Gu Yuan's hand again, and his hesitant heart finally stabilized.

This sword is very suitable in Gu Yuan's hands. The sword has a little wind element in it, so it is relatively light to use, and you can even faintly hear the sound of breaking the wind.

After practicing, Gu Yuan withdrew his sword, let out a breath, and looked at Yan Xingjun quietly.

Like a kid waiting for a compliment, Yan Xingjun was first amused by his own thought, he stepped forward and praised, "Not bad, very good."

After thinking for a while, Yan Xingjun added another sentence, "Why did you improve so fast after the teacher left? It seems that there is something wrong with the teacher's teaching."

Gu Yuan sighed, and walked to Yan Xingjun's side. He was already an adult when he came, but his height did not increase due to malnutrition. Now that his basic necessities of life have improved, he has grown rapidly, and now he can vaguely see that, Already a little taller than Yan Xingjun.

Gu Yuan said: "The master has been away for so long, and the disciple misses him very much, so he has to contact him quickly, thinking about finding the master as soon as possible."

Yan Xingjun pretended to be angry, "Why, why can't you blame me for being a teacher?"

"It's the disciple's eagerness." Gu Yuan said along the way.

Yan Xingjun went to Cangqiong Cave this time only to find the soul-destroying grass. Now that the sword has been cast, he didn't plan to stay any longer. He just asked a wish before leaving, "Do you want to go shopping again, little apprentice? Nothing needed?"

Gu Yuan shook his head: "No more."

Up until now, nothing has happened to the master that would hurt him, and it seems that the master is just looking for a soul-destroying grass.

...Could it be possible that some people will fight desperately to snatch the soul-destroying grass from Qinghan Immortal Venerable?

Just thinking of this, the whole world suddenly trembled, the boiling sea of ​​fire finally showed its minions, and the flames burst upwards.

Even the island they were standing on was slowly split into two halves under such violence, and the trees and soil gradually collapsed.

Gu Yuan released his spiritual sense to sweep it away, and it seemed that what caused this drastic change was a treasure of heaven and earth appeared in a mountain, and it was constantly attracting Gu Yuan to go.

For a moment, Gu Yuan had the feeling that this thing was destined for him.

"Little apprentice!"

Gu Yuan was stretched around his waist, and then the world was spinning, and Yan Xingjun gently pulled him onto Yanniao's body.

Immediately afterwards, the island was engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, and its original lush and lush appearance could no longer be seen. After the sea of ​​flames engulfed the island, the flames jumped higher and higher, moving towards the direction of the Yanniao.

Flame Bird let out a scream, flapped its wings and flew into the air.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, the little apprentice might fall into the flames.

After Gu Yuan stood still, Yan Xingjun's pale face slowly returned to color. He was probably very angry, and he choked before speaking in a hurry. He was already weak and couldn't stop coughing.

Yan Xingjun coughed heavily, suddenly stopped, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, bent slightly, and put away the handkerchief after a while, because the blood on his face recovered a little due to the severe cough.

He said angrily, "What were you thinking just now!"

Gu Yuan apologized, "I'm sorry, Master."

"That's all." Yan Xingjun waved his hand, "You shouldn't be a character who would be distracted at critical moments. What happened?"

Yanniao took the two of them out of this small space and flew towards a wider place.

Gu Yuan could feel the birth of a strange treasure, so could Yan Xingjun. Just as Gu Yuan was about to speak, he suddenly stopped talking and glanced at the expression on Yan Xingjun's face.

It seems that he has no interest in this strange treasure that was born, and has no intention of going to have a look.

Gu Yuan stabilized his mind, threw away the feeling that kept haunting him and wanted to go, and said, "I was thinking about what made such a big commotion."

Yan Xingjun looked at Gu Yuan suspiciously.

Is the little apprentice so curious?

But since the little apprentice asked this question, as a master, Yan Xingjun didn't intend to expose it, but answered Gu Yuan's question, "It's the marrow-washing grass."

Washing the marrow...

It is rumored that the spiritual grass that can be reborn can change the way of cultivation without damaging the cultivation. It is a treasure that cannot be tolerated by the heavens. It may not be possible to bloom a single flower in tens of thousands of years. Gu Yuan has never heard of marrow washing in his previous life. The sound of grass being born.

It's just that although this thing is against the sky, people who practice the Tao generally don't change the second way after they have cultivated one way. Otherwise, the mind of the way is unstable, and it is difficult to continue practicing even if they change the way.

But it is beneficial to the magic repair.

Gu Yuan asked again: "Then is Master going?"

Yan Xingjun smiled, "Why, the little apprentice is interested?"

"No." Gu Yuan shook his head, "Since Master said that I am talented in the path of ruthlessness, why should I change my path?"

Yan Xingjun let out a chuckle, "Hahahaha, that's right, my apprentice, how can he go to practice other ways?"

"However..." Yan Xingjun's voice suddenly turned cold, and he said, "First there will be the so-called prophecy that will confuse people's hearts, and then there will be the birth of marrow washing... This world may be in chaos."

These things don't appear easily, and if they appear, there must be some opportunity. Looking at the past and present, these spirit treasures will appear frequently only when the world is in chaos.

I don't know if the Lingbao appeared because the world was in chaos, or after the Lingbao appeared, it caused the chaos in the world.

Gu Yuan snorted, Yanniao didn't feel the atmosphere on the two of them, and continued to fly towards the exit.

Gu Yuan suddenly remembered that the master had always said in his last life that he was not suitable for practicing the ruthless way, but now the two of them are about to leave the sky cave, and they have never encountered any danger.

The only possibility is...

In his previous life, Master participated in the competition for the marrow-washing grass, and was besieged and seriously injured in this competition.

This is why in the previous life, when Gu Yuan asked about things in the Sky Cave, everyone kept silent.

Because they were afraid, afraid that Gu Yuan would find out about this and take revenge, and they were also afraid that after becoming informers, they would be retaliated by the person who finally got the marrow-washing grass.

Seeing the people below pouring into the marrow-washing grass, Gu Yuan's hands and feet were cold, and he could already imagine how many people besieged the master in his previous life.

No matter how powerful the master is, his body is a little weak, and he can't fight a protracted battle. Besides, the one who went to the sky cave was still a body made of spiritual consciousness. One person and one sword returned only injured under the siege of so many people. It shows that the Qing Han Xianzun is worthy of its name.

The Yanniao flew to the intersection of the Cangqiong Cave, landed slowly, with its head and wings down, making it easier for Yan Xingjun and Gu Yuan to go down.

Seeing that Gu Yuan hadn't left for a long time, Yan Xingjun turned around and asked strangely, "Little apprentice?"

Gu Yuan only felt that it was freezing cold around him, and when he heard Master's voice, he suddenly raised his head.

In an instant, he saw the little red mole next to Yan Xingjun's ear slowly ooze blood, and finally flowed all over his body. His master became a blood man, lying in a pool of blood.

His pupils constricted, and he felt as if his eyes were going to be blind, and he couldn't open them due to the pain.

The hand suddenly touched the eyes, and then was gently pulled away.

The fiery eyes covered a layer of cold hands.

Gu Yuan looked up and saw Yan Xingjun's worried face, "Little apprentice, are you alright?"

Gu Yuan: ...

Gu Yuan thought, there is something wrong.

The red blood disappeared, but what happened to the two ears on the top of Master's head?

The fluff fluttered with the wind, Gu Yuan blinked quickly, and the two ears slowly disappeared after a while.

What's wrong with the white silk?He obviously didn't wear it, so why did he have such a strange hallucination?