Forced Vest [Rebirth]

Qu Yunzhen looked at the Hehuanling, and the small purple jade bell suddenly spit out thick purple smoke again, and the smoke directly poured into Qu Yunzhen's mouth and nose.

"Hahahaha, Feng Xuzhi, you lunatic, the mist on my acacia bell can melt into the soul, let me see how you can get rid of the colorless hell!"

Master Yuming laughed happily.

All the purple smoke was absorbed into the body, and Qu Yunzhen's expression remained unchanged: "It's okay, there are some solutions."

Saying that, the tyrannical spiritual power grabbed Master Yuming, and at the same time, Fen Tian cut him down.

The Mozun laughed and said: "As long as the owner of the Hehuan Bell is me, what does it matter if the smoke enters the soul?"

"Feng Xuzhi!"

Daoist Yuming's body collapsed, and he struggled and screamed, "You madman, aren't you afraid of becoming an enemy of my Hehuan Palace?"

"I'm afraid of you ghost, a group of scums with sperm on their brains, I can solve it with a single sword."

"One sword is not enough, I will make up another sword until all the evil cultivators of Hehuan Palace are killed."

Qu Yunzhen said disdainfully.

"Madman... madman!"

Daoist Yuming screamed, unwilling to be annihilated.

Qu Yunzhen looked down at the Hall of Hehuan, and slashed down with his sword again.

The Xiexiu of the Hall of Hehuan only relied on external force to forcibly increase his strength, and his combat power was insufficient. When he slashed down with a sword imbued with the might of an earth immortal, all the Xiexiu were wiped out.

Since then, there is no Hehuan Hall in the Eight Wildernesses.

The sword energy raged, and the flames spread from the Hall of Hehuan, Qu Yunzhen put away Fentian and fell.

In the flames soaring into the sky, Mozun strolled in the courtyard and walked towards the cave of Daoist Yuming.

The fire lotus ignited by the Fentian Sword Qi brushed against Qu Yunzhen's clothes, swaying and disappearing.

Qu Yunzhen walked to the place where the soul jade was hidden, smashed the hidden defensive formation in the cave of Master Yuming with one punch, and then found the unremarkable soul jade from the ruined walls.

Holding the dust-stained soul jade in the palm of his hand, and brushing off the dust on the soul jade with his fingers, Qu Yunzhen poured spiritual power into the soul jade.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the soul jade was lit up, and a clear and clear bird song sounded.

"Chong Ming bird."

Qu Yunzhen read the name of the soul jade beast itself, and saw a phantom flash in the soul jade, and a bird appeared above the soul jade.

The Chongming Bird, shaped like a phoenix, is very luxurious, its gold and silver feathers tremble slightly, its eyes with double pupils look at Qu Yunzhen, and four small reflections appear in the pupils.

Qu Yunzhen raised his hand to touch the fallen divine beast, and the ghostly image of the divine beast trembled and sank into the soul jade.

Qu Yunzhen put away the soul jade, and copied all of Yuming's family property by the way, and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag that Yuming fell after being beheaded.

Putting the Qiankun bag into the mustard seed ring, Qu Yunzhen was satisfied: "The Hall of Hehuan is really worthy of being the famous gold-selling cave in the Twelve Immortals Continent. The family property is really rich, and the spiritual stones that I will cultivate in the future are all here."

He picked out the Hehuan Bell, the magic weapon of the Lord of Hehuan Hall, and branded it.

As soon as the imprint of spirit and soul was left, Hehuanling turned into a stream of purple smoke and suddenly submerged into Qu Yunzhen's consciousness.

"Ok?"

Qu Yunzhen was taken aback.

When he saw Daoist Yuming wearing the acacia bell, he thought that this magic weapon could not be incorporated into his spiritual consciousness, but unexpectedly, the acacia bell was directly submerged into his spiritual consciousness at this time.

As soon as Qu Yunzhen thought about it, he knew what was going on.

His current soul is the soul of 2000 years later, the soul is extremely powerful, and after crossing the catastrophe, he has reached the cultivation level of the earth immortal. Of course, the purple mansion is different from ordinary monks. His purple mansion will soon turn into a mustard world, just because a stable mustard world has not yet been formed. Therefore, only the Fentian Sword, which is dependent on his spirit and soul, can be stored in the Purple Mansion.

However, Qu Yunzhen was reborn for several years. In order to stabilize the golden elixir, he focused on cultivating his mind, and his spirit was also a lot stronger. After returning to his body, the mustard world in the Zifu was stable. With the mustard world, he could also burn the sky Items other than swords are included.

In this way, no matter which part or body his soul is transferred to, the magic weapon in the Mustard Seed World can also be transferred together, which is undoubtedly a lot more convenient.

Qu Yunzhen throws the soul jade into the world of mustard seeds, returns to the cave in the Demon Realm, closes the cave, and enters samadhi again.

Qu Yunzhen had been in meditation for a long time before he heard a call: "Master."

Qu Yunzhen opened his eyes, only to realize that Feng Zhiyuan, who had entered into samadhi after an epiphany, had approached him at some point. The handsome young man frowned and called out shortly, but his eyes were still closed.

Qu Yunzhen didn't know if Feng Zhiyuan had fallen into a trance, he looked at Feng Zhiyuan, and saw the young man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his body trembled slightly, as if uncomfortable, he clenched his lower lip, making his light-colored lips red Like blood.

Qu Yunzhen raised his hand and tapped Feng Zhiyuan's forehead: "Zhiyuan, wake up."

Feng Zhiyuan's eyelids trembled, he opened his eyes, and looked at Qu Yunzhen in confusion.

When he met Qu Yunzhen's eyes, he was taken aback: "Master, why are your eyes purple?"

"Purple?"

When Qu Yunzhen heard this, he thought of the purple smoke gushing out from the carnival bell and submerging into the body.

He mobilized the spiritual power in his body and searched his body around. Sure enough, there were traces of purple wandering in his consciousness, and he used his spiritual energy to cleanse it out of his body.

Wisps of purple smoke overflowed from Qu Yunzhen's eyes, Feng Zhiyuan was curious, raised his hand to touch, and a trace of smoke sank into Feng Zhiyuan's fingers along the fingertips.

He raised his eyes to look at Qu Yunzhen, seeing that Qu Yunzhen's eyes had returned to normal, he put down his hands.

The master and apprentice were very close at this time, Qu Yunzhen didn't care, but Feng Zhiyuan seemed to be taken aback, he looked at Qu Yunzhen who looked normal, took two steps back, and distanced himself from Qu Yunzhen.

Qu Yunzhen was almost soaked in the Lingquan, so she got up and walked out of the Lingchi.

Feng Zhiyuan watched as his master turned his back to him and unbuttoned his clothes, and replaced the white clothes soaked in the spirit pool water with a dark purple and silver robe with wide sleeves and flowing clouds.

With the consolidation of cultivation, Qu Yunzhen's body is in good condition, and he becomes more and more elegant and elegant. The wide-sleeved Liuyun fairy robe is extremely gorgeous. Qu Yunzhen wears it on his body, and his complexion becomes whiter and whiter. He has a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, and one at the end of the eye. The blood-stained red mole looks like a fox fairy on Qingqiu Xianzhou.

Feng Zhiyuan was dumbfounded again.

Qu Yunzhen changed his clothes and felt good about himself. He straightened his sleeves and turned to look at Feng Zhiyuan.

With a sound of "哗啦", Feng Zhiyuan walked out of the water, raised his hand to stroke back his wet long hair, stared straight at Qu Yunzhen with a pair of eyes, and called out: "Master."

The voice of the young sword cultivator was tense and hoarse.

"what happened?"

Qu Yunzhen said with a smile.

The tips of Feng Zhiyuan's ears were red, but his complexion was extremely stiff, and he looked a little cold. He pushed his hair back, revealing a handsome face, with crystal drops of water hanging on his skin, his whole body looked like white jade As delicate and handsome as carving.

Qu Yunzhen couldn't help admiring, his apprentice is really good-looking, and he doesn't know how many girls in Fuluo Island are crazy about him now, but it's a pity that this good boy doesn't understand the style, and he wants to switch to the ruthless way.

The wet panties were tightly attached to Feng Zhiyuan's body, outlining his straight and slender legs.The clothes on his upper body were opened, exposing his chest, the red plum color on it was as pale as Feng Zhiyuan's lips, Qu Yunzhen took another look out of curiosity.

It's really rare for a man's body to have this color.

Feng Zhiyuan noticed what the master was seeing, and his ears became redder. He stared at Qu Yunzhen's eyes, and said softly: "Master, this disciple didn't bring any change of clothes. Does the master have any extra clothes?"

Qu Yunzhen was still wondering why Feng Zhiyuan stood there without changing his clothes, when he heard this, he suddenly took out several sets of clothes: "There are a lot of clothes for teachers, let's see which one is pleasing to the eye."

Feng Zhiyuan's eyes glanced over several sets of clothes, and finally his eyes stopped on a set of clothes with purple patterns on a white background.

"This one, right? You have a good eye. This fairy dress was custom-made by your master specially for Yunshang nuns. It can be regarded as the top luxury dress of Twelve Immortal Continents. It is exactly the same as the one on me."

When Feng Zhiyuan heard this, the corners of his lips curled up.

Qu Yunzhen handed Feng Zhiyuan the fairy robe that Feng Zhiyuan liked.

Feng Zhiyuan took the clothes, looked at Qu Yunzhen again, raised his hand and untied the clothes.

Qu Yunzhen casually glanced at his apprentice, thinking that this shy boy became much bolder after soaking in the Lingquan together, and even dared to change clothes in front of him. Sure enough, we still want to soak more spiritual springs together.

Feng Zhiyuan's fingers trembled a little, he took off his wet clothes and began to put on clothes.

Qu Yunzhen felt that the apprentice's movements were too slow, so he couldn't help but take a look, and felt that Feng Zhiyuan's ability to become popular with thousands of girls was indeed due to his strong capital, not to mention his perfect skin, even changing his clothes was so pleasing to the eye, as expected It's a completely different existence from his rough guy.

Feng Zhiyuan changed his clothes, his forehead was covered with sweat, he mustered up the courage to look at Qu Yunzhen, but saw Qu Yunzhen came over with appreciative eyes, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Teacher, Let's go, we master and apprentice will go back to retreat, you practice the ruthless way, and practice the "Mingwang Heart Crossing Mantra" for the master!"

Feng Zhiyuan froze when he heard the words, his expression changed again and again, and finally he said dejectedly: "The disciple will obey the master's order."

It was night, Feng Zhiyuan sighed while pinching the jade slip that recorded Wuqing Dao's exercises.

He put the jade slips under his pillow and said silently: "Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow I will practice the way of ruthlessness, and I will put an end to this unbearable thought!"

Feng Zhiyuan tossed and turned, and waited for the moon to go to midnight before falling asleep.

After Feng Zhiyuan fell asleep, strands of purple mist rose from his body, and the purple mist formed a line, spreading from Feng Zhiyuan's bedroom to Qu Yunzhen's bedroom.

Ziwu formed a thin thread, connecting the master and apprentice together.

The purple mist rolled, and both master and apprentice fell into a dream.

Qu Yunzhen was leaning on the Moyu throne at this time, lazily propping his head to watch the singing and dancing below.

He knew very clearly that he was in a dream. His appearance at this time was Qu Yunzhen's appearance, but his clothes and cultivation base were all in the state of a demon king after the unification of the eight wastelands. Even the singing and dancing scenes below were all from the Memories from before his rebirth.

Qu Yunzhen drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

In the main hall, the music was loud and high-pitched, and the magic cultivators gathered together, the music soared to the sky, singing and laughing happily, but Qu Yunzhen lacked interest.

When he was in this scene, he was like a demon cultivator under his command, drinking in a big cup, eating meat in a big mouthful, and he was proud of himself.

Feng Xuzhi cultivated from a mere mortal to a demon venerable who ruled all over the world. Thousands of demons worship him, and he is allowed to roam everywhere in the eight wilds. The eight absolute realms that outsiders dare not step into are all his back gardens where he can come and go freely. At that time, he felt really happy.

Now, Qu Yunzhen feels bored.

At this moment, the tune changed.

Among the dancing crowd, a slender man jumped out. The man was dressed in red, wearing a mask, holding a long sword, and displayed a set of sword skills in a flowing manner.

This is also what happened back then. At that time, Qu Yunzhen saw that although the sword dancer's swordsmanship was smooth, he hadn't comprehended the meaning of the sword, so he gave some pointers at random. After the dancer finished the performance, he retreated holding the sword. When he got off, his footsteps were flustered, as if he was extremely afraid.

Qu Yunzhen was used to this at that time, Madman Demon Lord, Twelve Immortal Continents, apart from Feng Zhiyuan who is also a madman, who is not afraid of him?