After picking up the merman junior brother, I was forced to eat soft food

Jing Zun looked at the two lamps on the table, and said warmly: "The illusion of 'Birds Flying Absolutely' emerges from the flowers and leaves. As the saying goes, one flower, one leaf, one bodhi. It's just that I don't know that the seven emotions can be separated, you take the night pearl, and you meet joy, love, and desire, and you take the ever-burning lamp, that's the other four."

"Even if you are angry, worried, and afraid, you don't hate it. Why does the ever-burning light let me see the picture of you and me killing each other?"

"I don't know either." Jing Zun looked back, "Your interval is almost up, go back and continue meditating." He led someone out of the attic, and as soon as he went out, the attic disappeared, and Ah Zhuo still saw green grass in his eyes.

But Jing Zun frowned slightly, and stepped more eagerly: "Go quickly."

Ah Ju sensed something was wrong: "What did you see?"

"I'm here to get something, and the secret realm won't let me get it easily, it has to be a bit difficult." He stroked the hair of the people around him, "But it's all an illusion, it's okay, you go quickly."

Ah Zhuo nodded, walked back under the tree, crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

Jing Zun's feet were already surrounded by raging flames. A long dragon sprang out of the blazing flames, roaring around his body, and he stepped on the head of the fire dragon in the air. He could only feel a burst of heat on his feet for this fiery thing. , can't stay longer, imagining a long sword and stabbing down fiercely.

The fire dragon flicked its tail angrily, and the flames on its body were even worse. Jing Zun turned around harder, and the fire dragon let out a mournful cry, disintegrated and merged into the flames on the ground.

Before he landed and stood firmly, Shuer rushed out with two more fire dragons. He turned sideways and approached his back. There was a fire dragon, and the flames fell again, but after a while, fire dragons roamed around in all directions.

If the fire dragon wove a net and covered him, it would be scorching hot even without getting close to it. Fortunately, he was still able to resist the heat in his silk robe, but the flames fell on his clothes little by little, eventually burning holes of all sizes.

Seeing that the fierce weaving net was covered, another fire dragon attacked his face in front of him. He pierced the long sword into the eyes of the fire dragon, and the weaving net fell down, and the moment he raised his sleeve to block it, he was crushed by the fire net in a blink of an eye. Down.

Suddenly quiet, only the fierce fire burning.

Ah Zhuo under the tree suddenly opened his eyes.

He suddenly thought of a question: Since the secret realm is going to make things difficult for senior brother, why is there only illusion attack?

He hurriedly got up and crossed the stream, there was no fire in his eyes, but he saw his brother half lying on the ground with his eyes closed, he wanted to help him up, but he stretched his hand through his body.

He said in horror, "Brother?"

Jing Zun couldn't hear him, and couldn't see him, but he seemed to have a sense of something. He opened his eyes at the call, raised his eyebrows, and quickly got up. The long sword in his hand turned into countless sharp blades and stabbed upwards. Wang Shu'er collapsed, accompanied by a deafening dragon chant, and turned into a dragon to attack him.

Jing Zun stood holding his sword, and the fire dragon swam around and surrounded him rapidly. The bloody mouth swallowed up the flames, and it seemed to devour him again.

He pierced the oncoming fire dragon with a sword, and claws from behind grabbed his shoulder and neck. Suddenly, an arrow pierced his eye, and Jing Zun, who had been panting for a while, turned around and cut off the fire dragon's claws.

Arrows from the white tail feathers continued to shoot, and the fire dragon's attack was hindered and the speed was slightly slowed down. Jing Zun crossed over them again, and the sword light flowed, cutting off all the dragon's heads.

The flame finally receded slowly, and sporadic flames slowly fell from in front of him.

Ah Zhuo put away the Wind Arrow and wanted to help him again, but he still couldn't touch him.

Jing Zun could already see him, wiped the blood from his lips, and said with a smile, "It's okay..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw teardrops rolling down on the ground, and the crystal shark beads fell on the barren land burned by the fire. The land slowly grew new shoots, and after a while, the flowers bloomed. There was a gleam of light below.

He stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears for his junior brother, and smiled again: "It's really fine."

The younger brother wiped his eyes, realized that he could already touch him, and quickly supported him.

Jing Zun's clothes were scorched and full of holes, hanging on his body only looked ragged, he said to A Zhuo: "Please trouble me to go back and make another one for me."

Ah Zhuo couldn't make fun of it, so he hummed: "Let's go to the tree and rest for a while."

"Then junior brother, stop crying?"

"I didn't cry."

Jing Zun smiled, and looked back at the flower bearing the shark bead: "This must be what I'm looking for."

Entering "Niaofeijue" depends on chance. Finding the key still requires chance. This time, entering the secret realm is a leaf, and the key turns into a flower.

He leaned over to hold the red petal, and as soon as he picked it up, the petals shone with light, suddenly brightened and then dissipated, when the light disappeared, a fish-shaped Xiuyu with white and black eyes fell on the palm of his hand.

"Is this what the senior brother is looking for?"

"Yeah." Jing Zun said, he still wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it for a while.

And Ah Jue continued: "I won't tell the headmaster, no, I won't tell anyone."

Jing Zun nodded, paused for a moment, and slowly approached him.

A Zhuo was a little startled, and couldn't help but backed away, and Jing Zun covered his neck with one hand from behind, fixed him, approached him again and pressed his forehead against his head, and said softly: "Don't move."

Although he had just been besieged by raging fire, his senior brother's forehead was icy cold, Ah Ju felt a touch of coolness, and stared at him with wide eyes.

Jing Zun closed his eyes, stretched out his soul, penetrated from Ah Zhuo's forehead, and walked around in his body, with conflicts hindering him from turning back.

When his spirit returned, he opened his eyes and let go: "You opened your eyes early again, causing the aura to congest in your body. I have already helped you get rid of it."

Azhuo was ashamed: "I'm sorry."

"No, in order to help me, I should say I'm sorry." Jing Zun said softly, "Fortunately, this time it's quite rewarding, you've already formed an alchemy, I believe that if you do it again, you'll be able to reach the Nascent Soul Stage. "

"That's good, I will study hard when I go back, and try to get enough Xunshi as soon as possible." A Zhuo smiled, and the smile faded away after a while, "Brother, you have got what you are looking for, so you won't come back again?" came in?"

Jing Zun moved his gaze elsewhere: "I'm leaving Zhaoyan Mountain."

With a "pop", the arrow in Ah Zhuo's hand fell to the ground.

Jing Zun leaned over to pick it up, and helped him gently wipe the dust on it: "You should know, I will leave sooner or later."

What do you mean in the original book, didn't I also leave Zhaoyan Mountain and return to the Demon Race?

Anyway, you are already the new lord of my demon clan, you can't run away, we will get along day and night again soon, why feel sad about parting at this time?

He wanted to tell Ah Zhu these words, but he couldn't tell him some secrets.

He could only hold the hand of the person in front of him, and wrap his other arm around his waist: "Let's go out."

A Zhuo looked a little disappointed, he nodded his head lightly, the wind blowing past his ears, his eyes were instantly covered by the wind and sand, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already the main hall of Yingxia Peak.

There was Elder Sanfeng in the main hall, but no elder brother.

The head teacher raised his wrist and probed it, quite satisfied: "It's advanced to the Golden Core stage, not bad." He also explained the direction of future practice, but he was absent-minded and didn't listen.

When the head teacher finally finished exhorting, he said to Xiao Ju who was beside him: "But what happened to your big apprentice, not only did his cultivation level fail to improve, but he was also injured?"

Xiaoju shook her head and pretended to be confused: "How do I know?"

A Zhuo hurriedly asked: "Where is Elder Brother?"

"Luoyuefeng, your second senior brother is taking care of him, the injury is not serious, so don't worry." Xiao Ju winked at him, signaling him not to ask more questions in front of the head teacher.

A Zhuo understood this look, bid farewell to the head teacher, and walked back with the master.

The wooden pontoon bridge on the way is the boundary of Luoyue Peak, and there are no outsiders, Xiaoju said: "Your elder brother is leaving."

A Zhuo bowed his head: "I know."

"He told you?" Xiaoju shrugged, "I trust you." He sighed at the bridge again, "We have been together for more than 300 years, and we just broke up like this. It's okay, and you are still there now I'm with your second senior brother, you two, don't get separated from me again."

Jing Zun took care of his injury for a few days, and Ah Zhuo stayed up all day and night, so he made another set of silk.

After recovering from the injury, he delivered the clothes and put them on for Jing Zun. When his hands were helping him to fasten the buttons on his collar, Jing Zun raised his hands and grabbed him: "What's wrong with you, you don't seem very happy?"

Today's junior, from the moment he entered the door, his gaze has been dark.

Ah Ju lowered his head: "No."

Jing Zun didn't answer or make a sound, just listened quietly.

But he heard nothing.

He didn't think it was very good: the younger brother would hide his thoughts.

The junior who insisted on pretending to be gloomy and introverted, but who was always complaining in his heart, now he had a cold expression on his face, but he stopped talking in his heart.

Jing Zun held his hand in his palm: "What's the matter, tell me?"

The person in front of him raised his eyes and showed a smile: "No."

There is still nothing inside.

Letting the fire dragon circle around, and almost being buried under the thunderstorm a thousand years ago, Jing Zun has never been so uneasy, he said seriously: "If you have something to say, you must tell me."

Ah Zhuo looked at him, but still didn't speak.

But after a long time, Jing Zun finally heard the words in his heart.

[Can you not go? ]

Just as he was about to respond, he heard him say: [If you really want to leave, can you take me with you? ]

Jing Zun smiled slightly, why should I take you with me, you are already a member of my demon clan.

[Forget it, I can't go with him, I have to go to the Demon Race to help him maintain the position of the Demon Lord. ]

Able to hear the words in his heart, Jing Zun let go of his heart, and embraced Ah Zhuo into his arms, those eager feelings spread, he lightly lifted the chin of the person in front of him, and Fang Fang touched those lips.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Meng Ximao said outside: "Brother, I'm here to deliver your medicine."

The two hurriedly separated, Meng Ximao pushed the door open, put down the medicine bowl, and said worriedly: "Do you know, Senior Brother Yan and Senior Brother Xuan have both resigned."

This was expected, Jing Zun said: "I also resign."

Meng Ximao was taken aback for a moment, but first shifted his gaze to Ah Zhuo, and signaled with his eyes: "Aren't you going to keep him?"