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"However, that's all," said the woman's delicate face, which suddenly became terrifying.

The body of the nine yins is a great tonic for human cultivation, which is conducive to breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation, and it is also true for spiritual flowers and herbs that already have spirits.

Bai Zizhuo's complexion was a bit complicated, he was completely lying when he told Immortal Chen Tianzun that he was in trouble here, but he didn't expect that he would really run into trouble after a while.

Hong Chenxiang, Bai Zizhuo quickly searched for the memory of this thing from his memory.

Finally locked on to one thing - Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir.

The Red Dust White Resentment Tapir is not a dream-eating tapir in the usual sense. The nightmare-eating tapir can be regarded as a kind of beast that devours nightmares. It feeds on nightmares and makes people forget the fear in dreams. Generally speaking, it is a kind of mythical beast that is loved by people. Even though this divine beast has disappeared for a long time, there are still legends about it.

But the world of mortals and white resentment is different. Instead of devouring nightmares, it uses the world of mortals as a guide, making people fall into a series of emotions such as joy, love, resentment, unwillingness, etc., unable to control themselves, and thus completely lost. self.

And this world of mortals is not necessarily negative. Few people can wake up in the dream they are looking forward to.

This kind of thing is a big killer that monks are afraid of. No one would want to meet the world of mortals and white resentment tapirs. Naturally, Bai Zizhuo didn't want to meet this thing, but there was one in front of him.

Hasn't the Red Dust White Resentment Tapir not been heard of in the world of comprehension for thousands of years?Why did such a one suddenly appear here?

Don't allow Bai Zizhuo to think too much, the Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir in front of him, who can already transform into form, should be a god-turning cultivator, a golden core fighting to transform a god, it's like a fool's dream.

This is also the reason why the other party doesn't mind being restored to his original form by Bai Zizhuo's side, because to the other party, even if he restores his original form, Bai Zizhuo is just a turtle in the urn. The problem is how to persevere until Chentian Immortal Venerable finds him.

The situation is urgent, and there is no room for Bai Zizhuo to think carefully, facing the world of mortals and white resentment tapirs, Bai Zizhuo's hand holding the sword is still steady, even though he has no idea at all.

"Ordinary people who guess the identity of the slave family are either terrified, or try to deceive the slave family with sweet words, but Mr. Xiaolang is different."

Bai Zizhuo's calm reaction made the delicate woman laugh again, her smile was enchanting and dazzing.

Bai Zizhuo frowned, "Almost all those who enter this secret realm of Chongyuan are seniors in the realm of transforming spirits. How could they be afraid of a monster like you?"

The woman smiled, "It's not that simple. Hongchen Huanmeng will only go to those people who are deeply trapped in the world of mortals. Such people will never be able to escape the Dafa of the mortal world. In fact, people like Xiao Langjun are not The goal of the slave family, but who made Xiao Langjun the body of the Nine Yins? The body of the Nine Yins is to the slaves and other monsters, just like heaven and earth treasures are to human cultivation. , you are the dish of many monsters."

Bai Zizhuo understood, it turns out that in the eyes of these people, his Nine Yin Body is like those natural treasures, that's why the other party came to him.

Bai Zizhuo's eyes sank, he was not afraid, and the sword in his hand pulled out a vast sword technique. He had been learning the sword technique given to him by Chen Tianxianzun before, but he had little understanding, and this time He has reached the 24-style swordsmanship in his own field.

The 24-style swordsmanship is not good for Bai Zizhuo. The sword moves have always been refined and not too many. It is good enough, too many and too complicated is not good. He was not very satisfied with his sword at first, but when he used it Only then did he realize that each of these 24 sword moves symbolized a Dao.

Dao is natural, and swordsmanship is also natural.

Each of these 24-style sword moves has a bit of natural power, integrating nature with the way of heaven,

The law of nature should not be controlled by one person. All monks have spiritual roots, and spiritual roots almost limit the abilities that monks can use. Because there are many spiritual roots, it is impossible to cultivate smoothly and climb higher. The more floors, the more spiritual roots, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and the single spiritual root, although the cultivation will be much smoother, but this kind of cultivation is almost all based on one's own single spiritual root, and it is difficult to cultivate other natural five elements. , so among the laws of heaven, the laws of nature are the most difficult for monks to comprehend thoroughly. I didn't expect him to comprehend this kind of swordsmanship.

Compared with Bai Zizhuo, the Red Dust White Resentful Tapir was even more surprised. Bai Zizhuo was just a little cultivator, and his cultivation could only be regarded as weak. The other party's cultivation could stay awake in the fragrance of Hongchen, she It's already enough to be surprised, who would have thought that this guy is not only like that, but also can use such a sword move that implies 24 solar terms.

The eyes of Hong Chen Bai Kuan tapir gradually changed from surprise at the beginning to surprise later on, and the fierce moves that only wanted to take people's lives became much gentler.

After avoiding Bai Zizhuo's twelve sword moves in a row, she gave up attacking Bai Zizhuo, but said with a smile: "Young Lord, I am a slave with poor eyesight. Now it seems that Xiao Lang is worthy of the body of the nine yin, not only ice Muscles and bones, but also responsible for the Dao of Heaven, although the slave family is a fierce beast, but it is better to have a good skin, which can change into ever-changing, whatever appearance the little man likes, the slave family can become her appearance."

Bai Zizhuo didn't know why the red dust and white resentment tapir suddenly changed his face, but he also knew that the red dust and white resentment tapir suddenly fell in love with his face. This kind of fierce beast couldn't change its appearance, but insisted on following him As a fellow practitioner, it is natural to ask for something, no matter what it is, Bai Zizhuo dare not hand it over easily.

Seeing that Bai Zizhuo was completely unmoved, Hongchen Baiyuan sighed softly, "Since Mr. Xiaolang is ignorant, it can't be blamed that I don't know how to pity and cherish jade."

As he said that, a puff of pink smoke rose vigorously, covering Bai Zizhuo. Bai Zizhuo held his breath and remained unmoved. When a piece of pink ribbon was about to wrap around him, he lifted the sword and swung the ribbon completely, At the same time, he caught another hand that was about to put on his shoulder.

Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir tease her in every possible way, but Bai Zizhuo not only doesn't look half-hearted, but also almost hurts her.

The woman laughed, her voice was as delicate as before, just like a little daughter complaining to her lover, she said angrily: "Young Lord is so heartless, I sincerely want to practice Dao with him and realize longevity together, but Your lord will only push the servants out."

Speaking of which, the woman seemed to be really angry, and her voice became a little colder, "Since Mr. Lang is toasting like this and doesn't eat fine wine, then don't blame the slave family for being cruel."

Unlike the previous sentence that she can't be blamed for not being ignorant of pity and pity, this time the voice of the world of mortals and white resentment does not contain a teasing tone. It seems that the other party is really angry, and it is very important for Bai Zizhuo to make the other party angry. Unfavorable, this is a monster with a cultivation level of transformation, and the person who has cultivated the cultivation level of transformation may have eaten a lot of the opponent, not to mention Bai Zizhuo, who is only a golden core cultivation base. Bai Zizhuo's behavior will only make the opponent Enraged, and then came to a miserable end.

But Bai Zizhuo is a sword cultivator. A sword cultivator should have a sword bone. If he really wants to survive, he might as well die here than his fellow cultivators. If he encounters something else, Bai Zizhuo might be able to procrastinate for a while. , but for this red dust, white resentment tapir, Bai Zizhuo, he is not even willing to try it. Compared with anything else, it is very different. Bai Zizhuo couldn't believe it at all.

The appearance of the other party's reluctance made the red dust white resentful tapir a little annoyed. The sword cultivation of Bing Linggen is the existence they dislike the most for monsters who use people's desire to kill. Because they are cold-hearted, they will be arrested at all. There is no trace of desire.

But as long as you are human, it is impossible to really have no desires. Human desires are endless. Even the coldest sword cultivators at least have desires for the way of swordsmanship and the Dao of Ascension, otherwise they will not even have desires in this aspect If you haven’t cultivated anything yet, you simply don’t do anything well.

The mist of the world of mortals is getting thicker and denser. Could this phantom mist of the world of mortals enter the cultivator's body through breathing, otherwise the mortal and white resentful tapir would not often succeed and turn all the monks into his own dinner.

In the thicker and thicker fog, Bai Zizhuo's face was ugly. He already felt a little dizzy. If Immortal Chentian couldn't come over, he might be in danger. Why didn't the other party come? Didn't he say he would come soon? ?

The moment this thought came up, Bai Zizhuo immediately extinguished it. Was he complaining that Immortal Chen Chen hadn't come yet? !

Bai Ziyan woke up in an instant. This thought should not have occurred, at least it should not have appeared in his mind. Be careful if your Nine Yin Body is discovered, even if the other party accepts him as a disciple, Bai Zizhuo has no right to criticize the other party if the disciple encounters danger and whether the other party can rush over in time. This secret realm of Chongyuan is far more dangerous than he imagined. But it was his choice to come in. Whatever he chooses, he will naturally bear all the consequences of this choice, no matter good or bad, so he is complaining about something.

Bai Zizhuo woke up for a moment, and the sword in his hand gathered a lot of spiritual energy. When he saw that he was about to forcefully break through the fog with the 24-style sword moves he had comprehended, he suddenly saw a familiar white figure walking out of the pink fog.

That Bai Ying didn't seem to expect to see him in such a scene, and frowned, "Bai Zizhuo."

The immortal in white had a cold and pale face, like the cold moon in the sky, looking straight at Bai Zizhuo with a little surprise in his eyes.

Bai Zizhuo immediately put away his sword and stood still.

Thinking of myself complaining that Chen Tianzun hadn't arrived yet, I feel a little ashamed, and I don't dare to look directly at the other party.

Chentian Immortal Venerable didn't seem to notice the strange color on Bai Zizhuo's face, and only asked: "Is there anything wrong? It's because the teacher came late."

Bai Zizhuo lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Chentian Immortal Venerable, and pulled his sword a little behind his back, "I'm fine."

Now Chentian Immortal should have noticed Bai Zizhuo's abnormality, but he didn't say anything, and touched Bai Zizhuo's head with his hand, with a sense of comfort, "It's okay, a person in the world of mortals won't be true." This is the reason why the world of mortals and white resentment tapirs are always in danger."

Both of them were still in the pink mist of red dust and white resentment, Bai Zizhuo didn't really feel relieved, and was a little worried about Immortal Chentian, "Master, the mist here is more terrifying than what I imagined."

Chentian Xianzun nodded yes, he didn't seem to care much about the pink mist here, and asked suddenly: "Bai Zizhuo, do you still remember when you entered this deity's sect."

Bai Zizhuo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "After Futian's small secret realm."

"Then what else did we encounter after the Little Secret Realm of Fortune?"

Bai Zizhuo was puzzled, but he still said the truth.

"Come on, Zizhuo looks like a teacher." Chentian Xianzun's voice softened a little, and said softly.

Bai Zizhuo looked up at Chentian Immortal Venerable, still a little puzzled, but when he saw it, he refused to look away, as if the other party had a fatal attraction for him.

Bai Zizhuo looked at it, Chentian Immortal Venerable approached a little, and asked, "What are you doing looking at this deity?"

The questioning tone was a bit teasing, Bai Zizhuo looked at Chentian Immortal Venerable in surprise, and seemed a little surprised that his master would show an expression other than a cold expression.

But unexpectedly, there was a little more freshness, and people couldn't help but want to get closer. His gaze also changed from staring at the face of the Immortal Chentian to staring at the lips of the Immortal Chentian. Good-looking, different from the indifference of Chen Tianzun, his lips are relatively thick, but not only is there no unpleasant plumpness, nor does it destroy his cold temperament, it just makes his lips more beautiful, as if they are very suitable for kissing The appearance of such lips can probably feel the softness very well when kissed.

Bai Zizhuo was thinking uncontrollably in his mind, each bold idea gave him a headache, he covered his head, and grabbed the other's sleeve with the other hand, softly said: "Master."

"Hmm." Chentian Xianzun seemed a little surprised that Bai Zizhuo would suddenly stop him, a little surprised, and a little bit of an expected complex look deeply hidden in his eyes, making it difficult for outsiders to catch.

Bai Zizhuo's voice softened a lot, different from the usual coldness, now his voice was hoarse with desire, "Master."

"You said."

"I have an unfeeling request." Bai Zizhuo said this very slowly, as if he was saying something unspeakable.

"What? Could it be that there is something that you think this deity will not satisfy you." Chentian Xianzun finally had a color different from the icy breath in his eyes, and his pupils turned pink for a moment, and asked softly, as if he was following the In order to lure some small prey into his cage.

"The disciple wants to kiss the master, so the master is still willing to satisfy the disciple?" Different from the slow words before, this time Bai Zizhuo's voice was a little anxious, he felt that something was wrong with him, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in some climax In the middle of the day, it was hot and uncomfortable, and the brain would lose the ability to think in this heat wave.

"It turns out that you have such an idea."

The man on the opposite side didn't blame Bai Ziyan for the first time. He seemed more surprised that Bai Ziyan would have such thoughts about him than blaming Bai Ziyan.

No matter how you look at it, the two cold and hard sword repairers are not suitable.

Surprised, surprised, followed by joy, Chentian Immortal Venerable, who was wearing this layer of skin, seemed to have recovered from the surprise now, "So you actually thought this way, do you want to practice together with your teacher?"

Bai Zizhuo hesitated a little, he couldn't explain clearly, so he really had such delusional thoughts in his heart.

Just when Chentian Immortal was about to lean over to kiss Bai Zizhuo who bowed his head, Bai Zizhuo suddenly raised his head and asked, "Master, where is the world of mortals and white resentment tapirs?"

"A mere monster is not worth it, and this deity will take you to find her later."

Bai Zizhuo shook his head and squinted at the other party, "No, and it shouldn't be, if it's really a master, the other party will definitely take the lead in solving this thing that may cause future troubles, instead of just staying with me like this. How could such an indifferent temperament make me kiss him? He is a ruthless person. My actions like this are offensive and disrespectful to him. He should be angry, happy or disappointed, or just so cold Looking at me coldly made me feel overwhelmed and terrified, there might be only one who would not agree to this kiss."

Bai Zizhuo gritted his teeth. Seeing that it was difficult to maintain his clarity, he bit the tip of his tongue mercilessly. The tingling pain from the tip of his tongue brought his consciousness back a little. Feng Jiyue is someone you can imitate."

The white light of the long sword in his hand gathers, if there is moonlight condensed on it, the moonlight shines, and he stabs forward mercilessly.

The man in the moon-white robe retreated sharply. After retreating dozens of steps, a smile that completely didn't match his appearance appeared on that face as cold as the moon. Interestingly, the mists of the world of mortals can magnify people's desires. Although I have noticed that Xiao Langjun's thoughts are about this person, I never thought that Xiao Langjun would have unreasonable thoughts about this person. If I remember correctly, Your master seems to be Chentian Xianzun from Yujianmen."

Bai Zizhuo's body trembled slightly. He never thought that the most hidden thing in his heart would be exposed to the sun one day.

As if he hadn't seen it, he continued: "The famous servant of Chen Tianzun, even a little demon in the secret realm of Chongyuan, seems to be a sword cultivator who cultivates the ruthless way. Sword cultivators are the least sympathetic. For those who specialize in the ruthless way, the reason why the ruthless way is called the ruthless way is to have no feelings. It seems that no matter what you do, it is impossible for you. Rather than waiting for this master who is completely impossible to be with you, Mr. Xiaolang, you might as well come here Looking forward to the Nujia, practicing the magic method of joy together with the Nujia, the changing appearance of the Nujia is not that even Mr. Xiaolang can't tell the truth from the fake. In terms of character, as long as Mr. Xiaolang is willing to share his memories with the Nujia, the Nujia can be a world of mortals The White Resentment Tapir can also be your master."

"Presumptuous." Bai Zizhuo finally showed complete anger in his eyes.

The attitude of Hongchen Baiyuan tapir is as if Chentian Xianzun is just a person who can be easily replaced, but Chentian Xianzun can only be Chentian Xianzun, a unique person in the world, how can such a monster be imitated wantonly.

The world of mortals and the white resentment tapir were a little surprised by Bai Zizhuo's attitude, but such an attitude is normal. This kind of love hidden in her heart is naturally different. Her behavior may still offend that person in Bai Zizhuo's eyes. The celestial venerable of the light and the wind and the moon.

Red Dust and White Resentment tapir looked cold, with a smirk, "Why does Xiao Lang think that my family will continue to tolerate your ignorance of good and bad over and over again, this is already the second round of Hong Chen, and every round of Hong Chen will deepen. You have fallen into the illusion of the world of mortals, and the slave family is also very curious about how far you will go."

Only then did Bai Zizhuo realize that there is nothing particularly powerful about the Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir itself. The most powerful thing about the other party is probably the Red Dust illusion, but the occurrence of each of these illusions is extremely reasonable, if Bai Zizhuo hadn’t recognized it. The other party is not that person, maybe he has already fallen into the dream of the world of mortals.

It was not too late when Chentian Xianzun found Bai Zizhuo, but it was definitely not too early. Looking at the sky filled with red dust, Chentian Xianzun even wondered how Bai Zizhuo got in touch with him in the mist of the world of mortals and white resentment tapirs. he.

At this time, the phantom mist of the world of mortals has formed a certain scale, almost connected into a line, surrounding the prey in it like a spider web, even if it sees the Immortal Chen Tianzun coming, the spider web has no intention of letting go of the prey.

Chentian Immortal gently stroked his Demon Slaying Sword, and said to the mortal mist of the world of mortals and white resentment: "I don't know if you have heard of my reputation, but you must have heard of the Demon Slayer Sword. Slaying the world's evil spirits and monsters will be your great nemesis, if you release this deity's disciple, this deity can pretend that this incident did not happen."

Chentian Xianzun's words, Red Dust White Resentment Tapir, naturally heard, but as long as Chentian Xianzun can't find her body immediately, she can't do anything to her, she still can do whatever she wants, although the other party's threat does make her hesitate, But no matter how powerful the Demon Slayer Sword is, it is just a sword, and as long as she absorbs the Nine Yin Body and fully integrates the opponent into her dream of the world of mortals, the other party will become her great help. Help, it is not impossible for her to cultivate a big monster like the Demon King.

After only a moment of hesitation, Hongchen Baiyuan acted as if he hadn't heard the words of Chentian Immortal, and continued to induce Bai Zizhuo inside.

Chentian Immortal Venerable has never been a good-tempered person, so he raised his sword and slashed without waiting for Hongchen to disperse and Hongchen White Resentment to respond after waiting for three breaths.

The Devil Slayer Sword is worthy of being the most effective tool for restraining evil spirits, but with just one strike of the sword, a big gash will be created in the red mist. Even if the gash heals quickly, the mist will not be as dense as it was before.

The sword just now was just a small trial warning by the Immortal Chen Tianzun. Seeing that Hongchen Baiyue Tapir was still pretending to be dead, the spiritual energy in the sword of the Chentian Immortal Venerable gathered a little more, and when he slashed with the sword, it almost killed half of Hongchen. They were all split open, with such terrifying lethality, Hong Chen Bai Kuan tapir could continue to pretend to be dead.

The woman condensed from the pink mist with a pale complexion, and said in a trembling voice: "The Immortal Venerable, calm down, I just want to keep the body of the Nine Yins to accompany the Nine Yins to practice together, there is absolutely no evil intention, and it has not hurt the Nine Yins I also hope that the Immortal Venerable will not blame me, my family will never dare to offend me in the future, and I hope that the Immortal Venerable will calm down."

The Red Dust White Resentment Tapir is a life-threatening demon to those who are full of desires, but to those who practice the ruthless way, it is just a small thing that can spit out a little mist, and they don't care about such a thing at all in the eyes.

Chen Tianxian frowned, and suddenly asked: "Bai Zizhuo is trapped in the phantom mist of the red dust?"

Hong Chen Bai Yuan tapir's expression was a little complicated for a while, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare.

Chen Tianxian's complexion was even more ugly, could it be that he came late, and Bai Zizhuo had already died here?

No, Bai Zizhuo's soul lamp should not be extinguished, if it is extinguished, it is impossible for him as a master to not feel at all.

The complexion of Hongchen Baiyuan tapir is even more weird, what does this make her say? Could it be that Chentian Immortal Venerable, your disciple has unreasonable thoughts on you, and the slave family is helping you to teach him a lesson, or telling the other party that your disciple has been punished by Hongchen? Huanwu has lied to you many times, this time probably when he sees you, he will raise his sword and try to kill you.

Thinking of this, Hongchen Baiyuan's eyes suddenly brightened. As long as Chentian Immortal Venerable is not on guard against Bai Zizhuo, if Bai Zizhuo seriously injured Chentian Immortal Venerable, wouldn't she be able to harvest two prey at once?

The Red Dust White Resentment Tapir happily licked his mouth, and opened a huge entrance into the illusory mist of the Red Dust, "The disciples of the Immortal Venerable are fine, if the Immortal Venerable is not at ease, you can go to find your disciple first, but your disciple is really nostalgic for the slave family." Here, if you don't want to leave, the Immortal can go and persuade Lang Jun."

Chentian Immortal Venerable glanced at the Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir with cold gaze, as if looking at some dead person, before Hong Chen and White Resentment Tapir became vigilant and left the place quickly, her chest had already been pierced by a sword.

Well, when did this sword move.

The face of Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir was full of unbelievable surprise and fear, staring fixedly at the Chentian Immortal Venerable who had already appeared in front of her, who was still some distance away from her before.

With a sword piercing the heart, the domineering sword energy strangled the last vitality of the red dust and white resentment tapir.

Hongchen Baiyuan's face was full of shock, and he clutched his chest, while still not forgetting to say: "Immortal Venerable, please forgive me."

Chentian Immortal Venerable indifferently pulled his sword from the opponent's chest, allowing the blood to drip continuously from the sword, "It's just a red dust and white resentment tapir, why do you think that this deity will spare your life."

The red dust and the white resentment tapir died unwillingly, and the only thing he thought about before he died was the illusion of the red dust that once again forced Bai Zizhuo.

It would probably be fun to be killed by a favorite disciple.

So what about the Immortal Venerable, what about his extraordinary strength, he is destined to come and accompany her.

The Red Dust and White Resentment tapir is absolutely confident in his own mortal illusion, Chen Tianxian does not know that the other party will not forget to set up another round even if he dies. After he solves the Red Dust and White Resentment tapir, the red mist has begun to slowly dissipate. Then one of the white-clothed youths was revealed.

The young man looked extremely tired, sitting on the ground with his head slightly tilted to one side, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and helplessness.

When did Chen Tian Xianzun see Bai Zizhuo like this? He looked at Bai Zizhuo from a distance for a while before slowly approaching him. He had stood in front of Bai Zizhuo for a while, but the other party didn't look up to look ahead.

Chentian Xianzun asked: "You already know who will be standing in front of you."

Bai Zizhuo, whose eyes were flushed for some reason, finally raised his head to look at the person in front of him after hearing the voice, and then there was an expression on his lips that he couldn't tell whether it was a smile or a mocking and helpless expression.

"Of course I know who it is."

After Chen Tianzun heard the words, his already slightly frowning brows became even tighter. Bai Zizhuo's attitude seemed a bit too casual, as if the one in front of him was not Chentian Xianzun, but an insignificant guy.

Chentian Xianzun knew that Bai Zizhuo didn't want to be his disciple at the beginning, and he didn't really want to teach him skills at the beginning, so he didn't care about the gift of master and apprentice. Zhuo is different, the person who was only practicing the most boring sword moves before and has bright eyes, now seems a little too lifeless, it's okay to have no vitality at all, and there is not even any desire on the opponent's face.

He looked very contradictory, his face was obviously brighter than usual, but his eyes were calm.

Chentian Immortal Venerable did not give any immediate reaction, but just looked at Bai Zizhuo for a long time before saying: "Your world illusion is the deity, why is it the deity, because you hate it, or something else?"

The other Immortal Chen Tian felt that he was asking too much, maybe his very satisfied little disciple was not satisfied with him as a master, and what the Immortal Chen thought was good for the other party might be suppressed even at night in the eyes of the young man people practice.

Chen Tianxian couldn't tell what mood he was in now, he just looked at Bai Zizhuo.

Bai Zizhuo was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say that Hongchen Baiyuan tapir learned quite alike this time, almost seventy percent similar, but he didn't dare to speak rashly, afraid that the person in front of him was real, and he was also afraid of the person in front of him. Whether it is true or not, it is a blow to him to varying degrees.

He looked up at the Chentian Immortal Venerable in front of him, with such a lofty, cold and indifferent aura, he almost looked like a [-] percent. It seems that this time the world of mortals and white resentment tapirs did not participate in the performance himself, and the one in front of him was just his illusion .

Bai Zizhuo pulled Chen Tianzun's sleeve and called softly, "Master."

Chentian Xianzun's complexion is a bit complicated, and this appearance of attachment and admiration does not seem to be annoying, so Bai Zizhuo's illusion is just a master-student relationship that simply wants more care for him.

Chentian Immortal Venerable felt a little guilty, he taught this little disciple with a mentality of passing on the mantle, and he didn't feel bad when he taught the swordsmanship, heart and secrets, but in fact, this kind of fierce material was a little bit ignorant of whether the disciple could I can take it.

Chentian Xianzun felt a little pity for this disciple he was very optimistic about. Bai Zizhuo's progress was great enough. He could give him a little more freedom and then cultivate him slowly. Although his time is not long, it is definitely not too long. Short, you can teach Bai Zizhuo slowly.

After thinking about this, Chentian Xianzun looked at Bai Zizhuo with a softer gaze. As a result, his gaze almost made Bai Zizhuo think it was an illusion. The real Chentian Xianzun was too cold, so cold that only the sword was in his eyes. It was impossible to look at him so softly.

Bai Zizhuo decided that the person in front of him was definitely not Chentian Xianzun, nor the phantom body of the Red Dust and White Resentment Tapir. He relaxed a little, and his body, which had been heating up since the red dust mist entered his body, became even hotter. He felt a little uncomfortable. Authentic: "Master."

"Ah."

After getting the response, Bai Zizhuo's face became more anxious, he pulled Chen Tianzun's sleeve and stood up, standing face to face with his master, with a bit of discomfort and grievance on his face, he whispered: "Master ,I'm uncomfortable."

There was a flash of surprise on the face of Chentian Xianzun, Bai Zizhuo was just acting like a baby with him?

This is no less surprising to Chentian Immortal Venerable than Bai Zizhuo's mortal illusion. Chentian Immortal Venerable has many disciples, many of whom are descendants of famous families, but no matter what their own personalities are, these disciples dare not be in Chentian. Being like this in front of Tianxian Zun, it is not so much respect for Chentian Zun, it is better to say that they are afraid, afraid of Chentian Zun, the master, and Chentian himself doesn't care how his disciples treat him, what he is looking for is whether his disciples meet his requirements or not. Looking forward to the target, Chen Tianxian seems to have many disciples, but his kinship is very weak, and he is not even familiar with many disciples.

Probably because of Bai Zizhuo's rare coquettishness, relying on himself, Immortal Chen Tian restrained the coldness on his face a little, and asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

After Bai Zizhuo got the response he wanted, he took Chen Tianzun's hand and brought it to his face, his eyes were a little blurred and he said: "Master, I'm so hot and uncomfortable."

Sensing the heat in his hand, Immortal Chen Tianzun's hand trembled slightly, and was about to withdraw it, but Bai Zizhuo, who seemed to have no strength, pulled it tightly.

"Master, your hands are shaking." Bai Zizhuo said softly.

"The deity knows."

There was a bit of coldness in Chentian Immortal Venerable's voice, but he himself was not angry, and he was even considered to have a rare good temper. He was willing to comfort his little disciple, but when his hands touched the hot skin, he seemed to be cold. Bing was afraid of extinguishing a cluster of flames, so he didn't dare to get too close to touch.

"Master, your hands are so cold." Bai Zizhuo pressed those hands to his face again as if he couldn't see the discomfort of Immortal Chentian, greedily absorbing the chill from the other person's body.

Chentian Xianzun's cold face was a bit difficult to maintain. He wanted to remind his little disciple to let go. If it was so hot that he, as a master, was not helpless, Bai Zizhuo uttered amazing words again.

"Master, you really look like him. Is it because I imagined it? No, if you really look like him, he shouldn't let me hold his hand so offensively. All he cares about is my sword."

In fact, Bai Zizhuo has known this for a long time. Chentian Xianzun only pays attention to his sword, and only cares about his sword. For him to practice the sword well, the Xianzun who doesn't like to be in contact with people can personally hold his hand and guide him. The sword opponent can patiently repeat what he thinks is a simple sword technique over and over again.

If Chentian Xianzun is only Bai Zizhuo's master, he should be content, because a master who can do this already shows that the other party is a qualified master. It is stipulated that the master should also take care of the emotions of the disciples. As long as the master can preach the word, accept karma and solve doubts, he is already a very good master.Chentian Immortal Venerable was not wrong, it was Bai Zizhuo who was wrong, it was Bai Zizhuo who was not satisfied with just having a master-student relationship with the other party, and had some delusion in the process of the other party's serious teaching.

He should hide his delusion well. The other party is a monk who cultivates the ruthless way, and the other party is a noble Yujianmen immortal. He has nothing to look at in the other party, but that thought is like a buried one. A seed, the more he doesn't think about it, the more he will take root and sprout, and then grow into a big tree that he can't even believe.

"Master." Bai Zizhuo called again softly, "I'm really uncomfortable."

"Then what should I do?" Chentian Xianzun asked.

Just like if Bai Zizhuo is really hot, he can keep the air temperature down to an absolute cold temperature.

"Can you give me a hug?" Bai Zizhuo asked.

What kind of solution is this, because his body is cold enough?

It's normal for a master to hug his disciples. His disciples would often hug their disciples after they had disciples, and praise their disciples' progress. Really incompetent.

Chentian Immortal Venerable was only silent for a short while, then stepped forward and hugged Bai Zizhuo, his movements were very strange, he just hugged him lightly, obviously he hugged him, but he didn't hug him very tightly, it was a very strange and uncomfortable posture .

Bai Zizhuo didn't seem to expect that the other party would really come to hug him, but he quickly figured it out for himself, the other party was something he had imagined, it was his fantasy, and it was only normal for him to follow the direction he wanted to develop.

Bai Zizhuo told himself not to fall into the illusion, otherwise he would be unable to extricate himself, but he couldn't help but want to get closer.

The other person's body is really cold, compared to his being very hot and uncomfortable, Bai Zizhuo feels that the other person's body is really too cold, and his body is hot enough to help the other person's body become warmer.

He hugged the person in front of him tightly, making this hard hug warm and normal.

Chentian Immortal Venerable's face became even more rigid, and the touch of body to body made him a little unaccustomed to it.

Bai Zizhuo raised his head and looked at the pupils of Chentian Immortal Venerable. When Chentian Immortal Venerable thought that the other party was uncomfortable, Bai Zizhuo suddenly asked: "Master, can I kiss you?"

The astonishment on Chen Tianzun's face couldn't be concealed, that cold moon-like face looked at Bai Zizhuo in disbelief, as if he was a little uncertain that the words came from the other party's mouth.

When Chentian Xianzun suspected that he had heard it wrong, Bai Zizhuo repeated, "Master, I can kiss you