Cultivating immortals is a hard job

He is a person who never believes that pie will fall from the sky!

Sometimes, what happens is not good luck, but trouble!

Mo Xun did not start a fight on this topic, but asked thoughtfully: "I wonder what you call me, senior?"

The teapot gave a shaky smile, which looked quite funny.

"With your cultivation level, it's not wrong to call me senior, but in comparison, I prefer to be called Anu. This is the name given by the master, and it has a different meaning!"

When he said this, the teapot's voice was obviously a little sad.

Anu!

This name made Mo Xun think of Hua Qingyan's niece, and also made him more curious about who the other party's master was!

Also, putting this kind of name on a teapot is really... inappropriate.

"Anu...Senior, I don't know where this place is. I just broke in by mistake. If I offend you, please don't take offense."

In the end, Mo Xun still didn't call him by his name. Regardless of whether this thing was a person or an object, it would always live much longer than himself.

Moreover, the safety is unknown at the moment, so there is no harm in keeping a low profile.

"As for how you got in, I don't care. I just want to ask you, is the body that the master left outside still safe now?"

Physical body?

Mo Xun was immediately confused. He had been wandering at the bottom of the Yinhuo Pond for half a year, but he had never seen any physical body.

But judging from what the other party meant, his owner should be no longer alive.

After pondering for a while, Mo Xun asked: "I wonder who the previous owner is. Is there any portrait of him that exists?"

Teapot smiled.

"My master is not your human race, but a candle dragon!"

When he heard the word "Zhulong", Mo Xun immediately trembled.

A paragraph of text immediately emerged from the depths of my mind.

"The god of Zhongshan, his name is Zhuyin. He is regarded as a candle. The darkness is night, the blowing is winter, the breathing is summer. He does not drink or eat. His breath is wind. His body is thousands of miles long. He has a human face and a snake body and is red. He is Zhu Jiuyin. , also known as Zhulong!”

Mo Xun secretly took a deep breath, this was another ancient divine beast.

He has lived a wonderful life in this life.

First, he adopted the cub Bai Ze, and later met the blood unicorn in Tiankui Realm, and became friends with Sanqing and Lu Wushen. Now he has inexplicably broken into the Zhulong Cave Mansion.

In the outside world, no matter what kind of mythical beast it is, it is a legendary existence.

For ordinary people, it is a great blessing to encounter one in their life.

But he encountered them one after another for hundreds of years.

Mo Xun took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts for a while, and then replied: "This junior has never seen the candle dragon body mentioned by the senior. As for being able to come here, it is a pure coincidence. He just happened to accidentally enter a Yinhuo Pond. , was sent here!”

"Yinhuo Pond..."

Teapot was silent for a long time, murmuring these words continuously.

"I understand, that pool of Yin Fire should be the master's body!"

Although Teapot's tone was very calm at this moment, a hint of sadness could still be heard in his mouth.

However, Mo Xun's heart felt a little more turbulent.

He never expected that such a huge pool of Yin Fire, which even the Xuantian Heavenly Fire could not control, was actually just the body of Zhulong.

Thinking about it this way, what a terrifying existence this legendary beast must have been during its lifetime!

Even the physical body after death can make a Nascent Soul cultivator helpless!

"Senior Anu, I wonder why your master died?"

The teapot suddenly fell silent, and Mo Xun felt a little regretful. He was still curious about the cause of death of such a being.

It should be noted that the highest human race in this world is only in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Even the rumored demon lord is said to only have the power of incarnation.

Considering how terrifying the Yinhuo Pond is in the outside world, that candle dragon is definitely far superior to all the powerful people in this world.

If that's the case, why would he die?

After a long time, the teapot said quietly: "The reason why the master gave up his body was because he was poisoned. Originally, according to the master's state, this was not a trouble. As long as it takes a thousand years, the poison can be removed and healed. However, because he was seriously injured by his enemies and the foundation of Longdan Dao was destroyed, he had no choice but to flee here from the God Realm. He originally thought that he could return to the God Realm for revenge after his injuries recovered. However, he didn't know that this place lacked vitality, let alone healing. In the end, he even connected with his holy body. They all had to give up, and later because of the poison that invaded the soul, they had no choice but to enter reincarnation first!"

The amount of information in these words is not small.

Regarding the divine world, Mo Xun is no longer unfamiliar with it.

At this moment, several doubts in his mind were solved.

First of all, the life experience of this candle dragon is indeed not from this world.

Another point is that the black venom in the Yinhuo Pond must be the poison that Zhulong was poisoned by.

While Mo Xun nodded secretly, Teapot spoke again.

"About me, I must have the same doubts, but you don't have to worry. I am just a tea-drinking utensil refined by the master. After the master separated the holy body, he dug out such a blessed place in the cave and has been living here ever since. With the warmth and nourishment of my soul, I was born with spiritual intelligence on a certain day and became the only slave to accompany my master. If you have to be confused, you can think that I am the spirit of this Mingquan Pot. However, after the master entered reincarnation, my The spirituality is gradually dissipating, and now it can only support a few words!"

Hearing this, Mo Xun once again took a serious look at the teapot in front of him.

It turned out that the person talking to him was just a weapon spirit!

And this very ordinary-looking teapot is named "Mingquan"!

It's a very elegant name.

A mythical beast that likes to drink tea and plant flowers. In Mo Xun's mind, it is difficult to overlap the totem in his impression with reality.

"My little friend, can you promise me something before I disappear?"

Mo Xun sneered in his heart, and he was indeed here.

He knew that the inheritance that the other party mentioned earlier would definitely not be given in vain.

Mo Xun thought thoughtfully and said: "Senior Anu, you must have noticed that although this junior is practicing Taoism, his realm is limited. Compared with your noble master, it is no different than clouds and mud. Coming here this time is also a part of We accidentally hit each other, and now we are even more worried about how to get out. And to be honest with the seniors, the juniors have been wandering around in the past few years and have offended many enemies. Even if they can get out, it is still unknown how far they can go and what will happen tomorrow. I don’t dare to hope..."

Having said this, Mo Xun paused for a moment.

"Normally, the senior has entrusted me with something, and the junior cannot refuse, but after all, my ability is limited, and I dare not make any guarantees. If the senior is not in a hurry, he can wait for a while, and wait for the capable person to come here, so that he can live up to the senior's entrustment."

Mo Xun's words were quite tactful.

But the meaning is quite clearly expressed.

But Teapot smiled peacefully.

"Don't worry, little friend, and don't be too busy refusing. It's just a small thing. Even if you can't do it, I won't force you!"