Shura Fields Everywhere in the World [Quick Pass]

There are hundreds of peaks in Chongyuan Sword Sect. Jinyue Peak is the only mountain that is not melted by ice and snow all year round. The whole mountain is like ice sculptures and snow carvings. The temperature is so low that even members of this sect are unwilling to set foot.

Being held in Ming Xiao's arms, Zhai Anmo didn't feel the chill at all. He leaned on the man's shoulder to observe the surrounding environment. He just took a few glances, and before he could take a closer look, he felt a tickle in his throat, "Ahem."

At this time, a hand was caressing his back, and at the same time, a warm current poured into Zhai Anmo's body from his back, and flowed into his chest along his tendons, and his heart, which was always aching, became much more relaxed.

Zhai Anmo stopped coughing, turned his head to look at the man's side face, "Thank you."

The man's throat moved, and he said two words, "Master."

"Thank you, Master." Zhai Anmo understood, moved closer to Ming Xiao and said, and then watched with great interest that the other party's ears began to turn red visible to the naked eye, and there was a trace of teasing in his eyes, "Thank you for your hard work, Master, let me go by myself .”

"It's okay, the ground is slippery, I'll take you for a walk, you watch the road."

The man did not intend to let go of Zhai Anmo at all, and Zhai Anmo was not surprised, no matter which world this guy likes to be prudish.

The area of ​​Jinyue Peak is very wide, and when you look around, you can only see an undulating iceberg and snow field without any buildings.

The place where the two landed was a wide snow field.

Snowflakes fell one after another, cleverly avoiding the two of them and blending into the pure white snow.

Walking in the wind and snow, one big and one small, seems to be a world alone.

Crossing the snow, Ming Xiao stopped in front of an inconspicuous ice wall, put Zhai Anmo down, took out a pendant and put it around his neck, and said, "Follow me and watch my feet move."

"Okay." Zhai Anmo raised his hand and stroked the extra pendant on his neck. The material seemed to be a piece of white jade the size of a thumb, exuding a slight warmth.

"Good stuff, host." X9879 interrupted suddenly.

Zhai Anmo: "Why did you say that?"

The voice of X9879 was a little excited, "This is the ember spirit jade, the legendary king of spirit jade. It takes thousands of years to develop jade, ten thousand years to develop the marrow, and it takes 10 years to get a piece of ember spirit jade. If someone finds out about such a large piece of ember spirit jade, you will definitely become a public enemy in the cultivation world. Such a good thing, this guy actually used it as a stove for you, it is a waste of money."

Zhai Anmo raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

It seemed that he didn't expect Zhai Anmo's attitude to be so flat, and he didn't feel surprised by the sudden acquisition of the treasure. X9879 choked and fell silent.

After hearing Zhai Anmo's answer, Ming Xiao walked forward. His pace was not too fast or slow, but every step seemed to be on a special node.

In order for Zhai Anmo to see his movements clearly, Ming Xiao slowed down his footsteps and stepped on them harder, so that Zhai Anmo could clearly see his footprints.

Zhai Anmo followed Ming Xiao, stepping on his footsteps and walking forward.

With the experience of the previous life, Zhai Anmo can probably see that this is a formation, but this world belongs to the orthodox cultivation world, which is fundamentally different from the previous world, and more is beyond the scope of Zhai Anmo's understanding.

About a dozen steps later, when he was about to hit the ice wall, Ming Xiao disappeared from Zhai Anmo's sight.

Seeing Ming Xiao's last footprints, Zhai Anmo stepped on them without hesitation, and the scene in front of him changed instantly, and he suddenly became enlightened.

The originally icy and snowy land seems to have experienced a change of seasons in an instant, from severe winter to full spring.

Looking around, there is a lot of purple and red in front of me, which is very spectacular.

At this time, Zhai Anmo was standing on a path paved with green grass, and on both sides were medicine fields that could not be seen at a glance. The fields were filled with all kinds of strange plants. From X9879's exclamation, it is not difficult to guess that these are all A rare elixir in the cultivation world.

At this moment, Zhai Anmo flew his feet into the air again, and was hugged by Ming Xiao again, "You just need to remember how you got in just now, I will take you to heal your injuries, and I will visit here later."

While talking, the two stopped outside a house, and a youth in Tsing Yi who was about seventeen or eighteen years old opened the door, "Peak Lord, you are back."

"His name is He Huan, a sword slave." Ming Xiao introduced Zhai Anmo softly, and then said to the young man, "This is my disciple."

A sword slave is equivalent to a puppet, and the refining method is similar to that of a weapon. It is a tool that sword repairers who do not want to get in touch with people often use.Zhai Anmo, who had a long-standing understanding of the main line of the world, naturally knew what it was, so he couldn't help but take another look at him.

According to the description in the plot, the sword slave has no intelligence and will only act according to his master's instructions, but the one in front of him looks quite agile, basically no different from ordinary people.

The young man wore a high ponytail and a green suit, looking very energetic, with childish brows, and when Zhai Anmo looked over, he smiled at him, "Hello, little master, please call me by my name if you have anything to do in the future. I can hear you."

This house cannot be seen from the outside, but after entering, you will find that it has a very large area, and the spiritual energy in it is strong enough to make all ascetics jealous.

However, in such a rich range of aura, the wide yard is not planted with precious spiritual plants, but roses of various colors.

These roses bloom very well, and under the nourishment of the rich aura, each plant is full of energy and exudes a unique sweet fragrance.

Zhai Anmo has no particular preference for the color of the flowers, but he especially loves the sweet and greasy fragrance of roses. Therefore, in every world in the past, men would plant some roses in the garden if possible, so that Zhai Anmo could smell them when he opened the window. smell.

"I didn't expect Ming Xiao to like this kind of mortal flowers." X9879 complained in a low voice, "Such a rich aura, to grow all of these useless plants."

Zhai Anmo: "Then what should he be like in your perception?"

"He is bloodthirsty, cold and ruthless, orthodox and ruthless sword cultivator. Drama..." Speaking of this, X9879 choked up suddenly, "I mean he is inconsistent with the information I got before, even Yuefeng has a secret."

"Oh." Zhai Anmo said calmly, "I also think he's a bit inconsistent."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual in Zhai Anmo's attitude, X9879 was relieved and did not continue talking.

Ming Xiao didn't pause, and led Zhai Anmo through the corridor in the front yard and into the main house.

He pushed open a door, "This is your room from now on."

This room was obviously carefully arranged, and every decoration completely conformed to Zhai Anmo's habits and aesthetics.

However, Zhai Anmo was still slightly surprised that the man didn't directly ask to have sex with him.

Putting Zhai Anmo on the soft couch, Ming Xiao sat down beside him, his fingers resting on his chest for a while.

From Zhai Anmo's perspective, all he could see was his slightly drooping eyelids and uncurved lip lines.

Although he couldn't see the specific expression, based on Zhai Anmo's understanding of the man, he could tell that he was angry, and the reason was because of his physical condition.

The root bones and spiritual bodies were completely destroyed, and the heart veins were also injured. If this were placed on ordinary people, they would have died long ago.

And even if Zhai Anmo is alive now, he still endures the torment of illness all the time. It is no better than death, and the person who made the sword is extremely vicious. Reshape the muscles and bones, and there is no possibility of practicing in this life.

Even in the plot, the original owner reshaped the spiritual root with the help of Elder Ming Su, and the pain remained. Otherwise, with his talent in practice and the blessing of the system, he would not have been defeated by the hero in the end.

Seeing that the air pressure on the man's body was getting lower and lower, and even his pupils were starting to turn red, Zhai Anmo frowned and called out, "Master?"

Ming Xiao came back to his senses in an instant, stood up and said: "I'll go out for a while, so you can rest, and call He Huan if you have anything to do."

Zhai Anmo: "Okay."

Less than 5 minutes after Ming Xiao left, there was a knock on the door, "Knock, click."

"Please come in."

The young man in Tsing Yi held a tray with a white jade bottle and a bowl of porridge inside, "Master, please have a meal. The bottle contains Bailu Wan, which has the effect of clearing the body and relieving pain. If you feel unwell, you can take it. "

Zhai Anmo motioned him to put the things on the table, picked up the medicine bottle and poured out a elixir, which was only a little bigger than a grain of rice, with a color like white jade, and exuded a light and sweet fragrance.

Bailu Pill is a rare rare medicine, and the reason why it is called a treasure is that besides its powerful effect, it is suitable for people of any physique, and it will not produce erysipelas, which is what everyone in the cultivation world can't dream of. treasure.

And this bottle contains at least two hundred pieces.

Such a large amount of precious medicine, if placed anywhere, can cause a bloody storm.

The elixir melted in the mouth, with a faint sweet fragrance, almost at the same time the feeling of pain that had been lingering on his body disappeared without a trace. Zhai Anmo raised his eyes and looked at He Huan, "Where is Master?"

"The master of the peak is out, and the little master can tell me directly if there is anything to do." He Huan lowered his eyes and said respectfully.

"Okay, you go down first, I will call you if something happens." Zhai Anmo said.

"Yes." He Huan took the porridge bowl to the table in front of Zhai Anmo with both hands, put the spoon away, put the tray on it, and retreated respectfully.

It looks like an ordinary bowl of white rice porridge on the outside, but it has a strong sweet fragrance in the mouth, which is very refreshing.

A bowl of porridge is not much, but Zhai Anmo's body does not have a big appetite, which is just enough for him to eat.

In the next three days, under the leadership of He Huan, Zhai Anmo walked around the entire Jinyue Peak Formation.

Outside the formation was just like what he saw when he came here before, except for the snow, there was no abnormality at all. Without the method taught by Ming Xiao, it was impossible to enter the formation.

According to He Huan, Ming Xiao had never brought anyone in the circle except Zhai Anmo.

From the fourth day onwards, Zhai Anmo plunged into the study room. Although Yuefeng had a large collection of books, whether it was anecdotes or ancient exercises, Zhai Anmo even suspected that the man had brought all the books from other sects.

In fact, his guess was completely accurate. Although the books here are not from other sects, Ming Xiao has always been walking around outside. Most of the books here are brought back from certain secret places or caves of cultivators, so there are so many types.

Half a month later, He Huan knocked on the study door, "It's time for the little master to eat."

Zhai Anmo wiped away the blood that just coughed up from the corner of his lips, "Come in."

Although Bailuwan is a good thing, it can only restrain the physical injury from getting worse, and he has experience in vomiting blood occasionally.

In fact, if it weren't for this inexplicable new system in his body, Zhai Anmo might not even bother to take medicine.

Putting down the tableware, He Huan did not leave immediately this time, but asked, "Is your health critical? I will send a message for you to ask Elder Ming Su to come and see."

Zhai Anmo waved his hand, "No need."

He Huan looked at Zhai Anmo for a while, seemed a little hesitant, and then asked tentatively, "You can reach out and I'll take a look for you."

Zhai Anmo looked into He Huan's eyes, and was surprised to see anxiety in them, which shouldn't be the emotion that a sword slave should have.

Ordinary sword slaves have no spiritual intelligence and can only act according to the orders of their masters. What is special about He Huan is that he has activated spiritual intelligence. Apart from having no emotions, he is almost the same as ordinary people. Zhai Anmo observed it these days and confirmed up to this point.

But now, he saw anxiety and hesitation in the eyes of this sword slave.