After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

"Master, keep your Dao heart, I will save you!"

Wei Qingzhong suffered from colic, kicked the stone table away, bit the tip of his tongue, and was about to bend over.

"you go……"

Mo Xuanfang slapped Wei Qing with his palm, even with only two successes, he pushed Wei Qing back seven or eight steps and hit the foot of the stone couch.

But he was no longer able to support Wei Qing's body as before, and seeing him falling sideways, the demonic energy in his body was a hundred times stronger than usual, and it was difficult for even Da Luo Jinxian to defend the city.

He tried his best to press so hard that his heart was torn apart, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and half of Xuantian Ziqi collapsed.

"You... If you still recognize me as a master... then leave immediately."

Mo Xuanfang barely propped up his body, exhausted his weak breath, closed his eyes and meditated.

But the devilish energy was no longer within the controllable range. There were strands of red in his white clothes, devilish energy and blood dripped out of his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a faint red mark on his forehead and between the eyebrows.

This is the harbinger of the bloodlust of the Fallen Demon Venerable.

Mo Xuanfang thought highly of himself all his life, and had almost never lost a battle, how could he fall under the magic power he despises at this moment.

But the more forceful he was, the more anxious he became. Wei Qing was like a blood thorn in his heart, he couldn't pull it out, he couldn't kill him. He sat in the steaming red air, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his clothes were soaked.

The Immortal God of Ziyun Sect, who is so cold and dusty, is like falling into a burning hell. Wei Qing has never seen him like this, his eyes are red like weeping blood, and his chest is like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

He no longer cared about Mo Xuanfang's orders, he took out the magic weapon and pierced one hundred and eight acupuncture points all over his body, and the golden dragon's blood splashed out from the one hundred and eight blood holes.

He flew towards Mo Xuanfang, with swirling golden threads, his hot body poured by the golden dragon's blood clings to Mo Xuanfang like an octopus, locking his head tightly, his hands , every inch of his skin.

The blood of the golden dragon tightly entangled Mo Xuanfang's redness, like golden scales lingering in the blood.

Spirits and demons blend together, and all dharmas become one.

A teardrop welled out of Mo Xuanfang's tightly closed eyes.

He Ren Weiqing pried his lips and teeth open, and he reacted the moment the tip of his tongue touched, but he was powerless to push the person on him away.

Wei Qing entangled him so tightly, obviously exerting all his strength, the golden dragon's blood sucked away the devilish energy in his body little by little, like chains pulling him to hell.

Mo Xuanfang couldn't even tell whether what he wanted was a clear heart, or the obsession with the people around him.

The majestic master of the Immortal Sect, the supreme being of the Three Realms, he has fallen so far.

The golden scales fly to stir up the water in the cold pool, and the purple smoke rises from the stone chamber.

I don't know how long it took, Xuantian Ziqi once again gained the upper hand, the demonic energy retreated inch by inch, died down in the body, and hid in the invisible abyss to wait for the next opportunity.

Wei Qing finally let go of his hand. He lay flat on the ground, his chest heaving and heaving. Even if his meridians grew, he couldn't hold back the large amount of demonic energy this time.

Suddenly Mo Xuanfang said: "Can you and I take the elixir with you? Take three pills at a time, and it can relieve your pain."

"Master, do you forgive me?" Wei Qing curled up on the ground and opened his eyes tremblingly.

I saw that Mo Xuanfang's expression had returned to normal, but his eyes seemed ashen.

Wei Qing's heart sank into an invisible abyss again, knowing that there was a rift between the two of them after all, but he didn't regret it.

His ten-year life was picked up, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was bestowed by Mo Xuanfang.No matter how selfish he is, if he can save Mo Xuanfang once, it counts as one time, and he will be worthy of the heaven and the earth.

Thinking of this, Wei Qing's heart became much brighter, so he took out the elixir from the Qiankun bag, according to what Mo Xuanfang said, after taking three pills, the pain in his body was greatly reduced.

He stood up and gave Mo Xuanfang a deep bow: "Take care, master. The disciple is going back first. When the disciple finds you a way to get rid of the demon, I will definitely help the master out of trouble."

Before waiting for Mo Xuanfang's response, Wei Qing raised his head and saw that Mo Xuanfang was still sitting on the floor with his eyes closed. He stopped thinking about it, tidied up his clothes and was about to go out.

"Si Ying, Master knows you are a good boy." Mo Xuanfang whispered, "Go."

Wei Qing had a sore nose, quickly pulled his smile away, and said nonchalantly: "Master, you forgot, I am eighteen, what year did you get bad debts, kid?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Mo Xuanfang to reply, he went straight out of the water curtain and jumped into the cold pool.

Even the biting cold pool water could not calm his frantically churning mood. He breathed heavily and let the water pour into his heart and lungs. Only in this way could he numb his cold and beating heart.

Only when it is numb, can it be painless and invincible, can it get rid of distracting thoughts, and cultivate a vajra heart.

Wei Qing fell into a coma for two days and did not enter the Youfu Cave.

Mo Xuanfang didn't come out either.

Wei Qing knew that he must be forcing himself, but now that things have come to this point, he can no longer force-feed him dragon blood, which would be a humiliation to Da Luo Jinxian.

So he went to Ansheng on the third day.

After telling An Sheng about An Zechuan's news, Wei Qing said that he would go to see An Zechuan for the last time, and if An Sheng had anything to explain, just ask.

An Sheng didn't make a sound, he closed his eyes and leaned against the pillar, the dent between his brows was clearly visible, as if he had exhausted all his previous aura.

After a long time, the red hair moved slightly and let out a dull sigh.

"Do you know why I was locked in this hole?" An Sheng said.

Wei Qing shook his head: "This junior doesn't know."

"I am originally the King of Guangning under the command of Emperor Hongying. Back then, I fought with the Emperor in all directions, and the three worlds were shaken. No one dared not to follow." Guangning Wang Ansheng's voice was like a bell, his eyes glistened, but he soon lowered his voice.

"The emperor died that year, and I wanted to go with him. So I went to the Purple Cloud Sect and wanted to die with Mo Xuanfang. But the sky failed, and my skills were not as good as others, so I fell into the hands of Mo Xuanfang.

I begged him to kill me, but he told me that he judged fate at night, as long as I stay in the rotten cave for 500 years, I can resolve the catastrophe among immortals and demons. "

Wei Qing frowned, remembering that Master once resolved the grievances between himself and Lu Fan, changed his fate against the sky, and also said that the fate of the night was judged.

"You promised?"

An Sheng sighed: "I agreed. After the emperor was gone, the dragon clan suffered heavy casualties. Coupled with the instigation of traitors, the empire established by the dragon king fell apart. Everyone died and scattered. They have no home for a long time."

Wei Qing was sad when he heard what he said, and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak because of his own identity.

After a while, An Shengqiang cheered up and said: "I am still alive for the sake of the Dragon clan, and I promised to stay in the cave. It has been exactly 500 years now. I am not afraid to tell you that the original site of the Anzechuan Mansion in Heyang City is the place where the Dragon clan lived thousands of years ago." Panlongtang, and An Zechuan is the Panlong Envoy of the Dragon Clan.

The keel of Panlongshi has the imprint of Chi Ling, which can gather all the dragons.And I have been trapped in this gate of hell for many years, and I have long been rotten, and I cannot do without the rotten gas in this cave. When I leave the cave, my bones will be turned into ashes and I will die immediately. "

Wei Qing couldn't help being moved, this gate of hell is so dangerous, how could Master live here for many years.

An Sheng stared at Wei Qing for a moment, and said, "Wei Siying, can you help me get An Zechuan's keel back to my home, and use his chi spirit seal to send an order to tell the dragon clan that the grievances between immortals and demons are over?" Yes, my king will return."

"My king's angelica?" Wei Qing was shocked.

"Hahaha..." An Sheng laughed so hard that his beard trembled, "Wei Siying, what are you afraid of? Our Dragon Clan will always choose a new emperor. Now that the grievances between the immortals and demons are over, we won't fight against you Ziyunzong again. Haha Haha, Mo Xuanfang's personal disciples are nothing more than that, nothing more than that."

Wei Qing knew that he had misunderstood him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said "cut": "You are so awesome, why don't you ask me to do things now? Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense with you, tell me quickly, how can you save me? Master?"

An Sheng said: "Okay, I will tell you the way to crack it. Heal the disease and get rid of the root. His devilish energy comes from the mortal root. If you want to get rid of the devilish energy, you should also use your hands on the mortal root. I know that there is a elixir in this world, but Suppress the mortal roots and help the cultivators ascend to the fairyland."

"What medicine?"

"The name of this medicine is Guanyuan Scarlet Nightmare Pill. It is extremely precious. It is difficult to produce one pill in hundreds of years. Only the Fu family of Tianyan Kingdom can get it."

"Since it's rare to get one pill in hundreds of years, and it's extremely precious, how do you know that this medicine must be in the hands of the Fu family?" Wei Qing was dubious.

An Sheng said: "You think I want to know? If there is no such pill in the world, my Dragon Clan wouldn't be able to... To tell you the truth, this Guanyuan Scarlet Nightmare Pill is also obtained from Wenqing Pill.

The reason why the Fu family is known as one of the four major families of the Tianyan Kingdom is mainly because the head of the family, Fu Qingyun, was appointed as the governor of the court, and was in charge of the allocation and comprador of Tianyan Kingdom's important supplies.Mudan and alchemy have always been in charge of the Fu family, and it is related to Wen Qingdan, so how can they be manipulated by others. "

"Understood..." Wei Qing nodded, cupped his hands and bowed deeply, "Thank you, King Guangning. No matter whether this medicine is effective or not, this junior will pass on an order to the Dragon Clan to keep the Dragon Clan's legacy. At that time, this junior will find a way to rescue you out .”

"No need..." An Sheng said, "I've said all I need to say, you and I don't need to see each other in the future. You can go..." He closed his eyes as he said.

Wei Qing knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times to him. What he worshiped was not King Guangning of the Dragon Clan, but the old man who guarded this place forever to end the war between immortals and demons.

Wei Qing put on the invisibility cloak silently, the air shook like water waves, and then quickly returned to its original state.

In the gray and white world, a red shadow is left alone at the end of the world.

Wei Qing lingered on the top of the cold pool cliff for a long time, but finally did not go down.

Depending on Master's situation, I'm afraid it won't last long.Regardless of whether the Guanyuan Scarlet Nightmare Pill that An Sheng mentioned is true or not, and regardless of Master's attitude, he must find a way to get the pill back and give Master a try.

Wei Qing started to work on meeting An Zechuan.

During this period, the long meridians in his body began to ache again. In order to give himself more time, he insisted on not using the elixir given by Mo Xuanfang. He just gritted his teeth and went out every day, spending countless money.

That night, Wei Qing dragged his tired body back again, Ze Yunjuli turned on the light, and he vaguely saw a person sitting under the shadow of the light.

"Master..." Wei Qing's heart was beating wildly, and he rushed in three steps at a time.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, Wei Qing shivered, Mo Xuanfang remained motionless on the chair, he wore a veiled hat, and the tulle curtain with the drooping brim of the hat hung down to his neck, completely covering his face .

Wei Qing also stood at the door, and called out from a distance: "Master."

There was no emotion in his voice, only his fingers were clenched and trembling slightly.

Mo Xuanfang's voice came from behind the tulle, but it was surprisingly gentle: "Si Ying, you've lost a lot of weight, what's wrong with you recently? Have you taken the pill that my teacher gave you?"

"No..." Wei Qing answered honestly, "I won't take that medicine from now on."

"Why?" Mo Xuanfang's voice trembled.

"Because it's useless. For so many years, Master never told me what kind of medicine it is and what it's for. I only know that it will only make you sleep if you take it. I don't want to sleep all day, and I don't want to be trapped in Zeyunju all day long." here, I'm going out."

Suddenly hearing a "boom", Mo Xuanfang slapped the table, and the cups on the table were smashed together with the table.

Wei Qing had never seen Mo Xuanfang get so angry, he looked at him in panic, and he flew over like a ghost.

Wei Qing finally saw clearly that the pair of starry eyes that were once cold and looked down on all beings were now showing blood red through the curtain.