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No matter how much the boy protested, Rong Yan did not let his temper run wild.

Since he has a heart for his little apprentice, he is ready to teach him well, not to mention how sharp and sharp he will become as a swordsman, at least he can't have such a soft temper.

"Master, I really don't want to go."

Chu Qiumo's sullen begging for mercy rang in his ears, Rong Yan's heart moved, and he uncontrollably touched the boy's head with his hand.

The touch under the palm was soft and smooth, and Rong Yan was reluctant to let go after touching it. Like smoothing the fur of a cat, he slowly stroked the back of the boy's neck, "Why are you so timid."

Chu Qiumo saw that Rong Yan's tone was slightly loose, so he had to pull the man's light blue sleeves, raised his head slightly, and leaned towards him. He said pitifully, "Nowadays, the demons don't dare Come to Xiaoyun Realm, what is the use of my courage, Master, I would rather hunt high-level beasts than stay in such a gloomy place."

Rong Yan seemed to snort, "It doesn't matter whether you have that cultivation level or not."

Chu Qiumo became anxious, "I don't believe that cultivators are really fearless!"

Rong Yan was silent for a while, and the look in his eyes was a bit complicated, "Others can have things to fear, but you can't. As a teacher, you might have to leave this world one day. At that time..." Dao Yan's body will become a human being. objects of contention.

In fact, the bond between master and apprentice is not that deep, Rong Yan doesn't have to work so hard, after all, cultivating immortals still depends on self-understanding and groping, and the Dao of Heaven will not punish him for this.

At the beginning, Rong Yan's plan was to arrange a little bit, which was considered to be the best of the master and apprentice, but as time went on, the development of things became more and more weird...

The precious Yuehuaquan was all used by the little apprentice. He worked as a nurse for three months, and he had to serve the little apprentice to dress and eat after every marrow washing, and even made a face when he didn't follow his wishes... What is it, the most important thing is that Rong Yan found that he was not angry.

Rong Yan: "Being a teacher is for your own good."

Are these words familiar?

Chu Qiumo, a sophomore in middle school, suddenly exploded, "For my own good! I don't want you to be good for me! Even if you ascended, there is still Tianxuanzong, and I am not really doing all kinds of evil! There is no need for others to harm you. I!"

Rong Yan still didn't interrupt to tell his little apprentice his own physique, but just said, "You will understand later."

Before the young man could continue to grow hairy, Rong Yan grabbed the little apprentice by the back of the neck, threw him into the Eight Burial Forest, and quickly formed a barrier.

He was afraid that if he continued to entangle, he would soften his heart again.

Chu Qiumo glared viciously at the Tsing Yi Immortal who was outside the barrier, "Rong Yan, you hypocrite! What kind of a hero you are when you take advantage of others' danger!"

Rong Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his tone slowly became a little more powerful, "It's the noon when the yang energy is at its heaviest, Luo Lingyun, I've already regressed a lot."

Every time Rong Yan called out his full name, the boy would always become extraordinarily well-behaved, probably because of his innate intuition - this person is very dangerous now.

Chu Qiu fell silent.

Rong Yan: "I will pick you up at noon tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Immortal Tsing Yi turned and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Chu Qiumo angrily kicked the pebbles at his feet forward, and the pebbles bounced on the barrier with a thud.This enchantment is really like what Rong Yan said, it can only enter but not exit.

"Humph!"

After standing there for a while, Chu Qiumo accepted this cruel fact, but he didn't have any ambitions to destroy demons, so he planned to stay here for a day.

Anyway, cultivating immortals doesn't matter to him, he is here to do the task.

"The weather is not bad, let's get some sleep first."

So the young man moved out a soft couch from the Qiankun bag, took another thin blanket, covered his body, bathed in the sunshine, and fell asleep leisurely.

He had a dream.

In the dream, there are incomparably desolate graveyards, large expanses of Huangquan flowers are bewitching and eye-catching, the moon hangs high, the night is as cool as water, and there are ethereal singing voices from far and near in my ears, which seems to be able to attract people's souls away, bringing with them The slightest temptation.

Chu Qiumo walked aimlessly along the path, and from time to time he would touch a white bone under his feet. He had a faint feeling that he should be afraid, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

The singing became more and more melodious.

He walked straight forward as if he had been sucked into his soul.

Gradually, the moonlight faded, and a thin purple-black smoke rose around, making the scene in front of me blurry.

He didn't know how long he walked.

A river suddenly appeared in front of him. The blood-red river was slightly churning, bubbling with resentment. Countless corpses and white bones were ups and downs in the river, constantly struggling and desperate.

Come on, come on.

Stay with us forever.

so eager.

Gulong Gulong.

Countless ethereal and strange voices intertwined together, the boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and then, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

no i shouldn't be here...

"what--"

When Chu Qiumo woke up from the dream, he was covered in cold sweat.

He touched his back, his clothes were completely soaked, and the feeling of heart palpitations still remained in his body, which made him a little at a loss.

The sky was completely dark, without moonlight, and the silence in this forest made people panic, only the rustling sound of the night wind blowing through the dead branches, but it seemed even more eerie.

Chu Qiumo tried to recall that dream, but couldn't remember anything.

"Hehe, I'm really scaring myself."

Even though he said that, the young man still tremblingly took out a night pearl, and suddenly, the soft light filled the surroundings, and with the light, Chu Qiumo was no longer so afraid.

But after he saw the situation around him clearly, a chill gradually rose in his heart.

It was different, there was not such a dead tree behind him, and the arrangement and shape of the dead trees around him were completely different from what he saw before falling asleep.

Like falling into an ice cave.

Chu Qiumo jumped down from the soft couch as swiftly as a needle prick, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said dryly, "Maybe it's the young master, I misremembered!"

He stomped his feet, trying to make some noise so that the surroundings would not be so dead silent. In order to divert attention, Chu Qiumo pulled Xiao Jiu out and chatted wildly, "Xiao Jiu, do you think there are really ghosts here?"

Xiao Jiu just woke up from charging, and she was a little dazed at this moment, "It should be there."

Chu Qiumo laughed distortedly, and suddenly became irritable without warning, "What's there! No! No!"

Xiao Jiu woke up from her drowsiness immediately, "Host, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Qiumo calmed down, and said sullenly, "It's okay, just chat with me."

While talking, the young man took out another piece of silk from the Qiankun bag. This silk is extremely thin, but it is invulnerable to fire and water. Only at the Nascent Soul stage can it be broken.

Xiao Jiu obediently chatted with her, "Host, what are you doing?"

The fear in Chu Qiumo's heart was dispelled a lot. He smiled, "Fortunately, I saved a hand. Today, I fixed the other end of the silk at the enchantment with a magic weapon. Now walking along the silk, I should be able to return to the On the outskirts of this wood."

However, as soon as the words fell, Chu Qiumo suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Jiu: "?"

The boy's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his face became extremely pale——

The celestial silk broke.

There is only a short section on the ground, and the sky silk after that has disappeared.

At least a Nascent Soul cultivator can make a neat cut. The young man suddenly looked back, only to find that the soft couch not far away had disappeared, and behind him was a strange dead tree.

Chu Qiumo's broken voice came from the forest, "Where did I come from!"

Xiao Jiu quickly comforted, "Don't be afraid, the host, I'll just check the terrain."

Chu Qiumo made up his mind, the fear of meeting ghosts made him a little confused. Isn't Xiaojiu just probing the terrain!Scared of a ghost!

……

Chu Qiumo: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Jiu: "Host, this terrain is so strange QAQ"

Chu Qiumo had a bad premonition in his heart, and he asked, "Why is it so strange?"

Xiao Jiu: "I can't get out within a radius of ten miles, as if surrounded by something, and no matter where I go, there seems to be no exit."

"Formation?"

Xiao Jiu: "It should be like this."

Chu Qiumo became vigilant, and those who could arrange formations would not be ghosts or ghosts, but definitely man-made.

Luo Lingyun is not good at learning, so Chu Qiumo only knows that if he wants to break the formation, he must first find the formation, and he doesn't know anything else.

In fact, Chu Qiumo's thinking is very strange. If someone else encounters this kind of thing, they probably have to walk around, looking for a solution. Even if they don't understand, they won't stay where they are.

But Chu Qiumo was different. He knew that he would definitely not be able to break through the formation, and walking around would take time and energy, so he simply stayed where he was.

Anyway, Rong Yan will come to him after dawn, he just needs to ensure that his life is not in danger during these few hours.

So the boy in white took out a futon, sat on the ground and began to meditate.

You ask him why he no longer takes the soft couch?Chu Qiumo expressed that there was a shadow.

Now that I know it's man-made, I don't have so much fear in my heart, and I can regain my physical strength and immerse myself in meditation, so why not do it.

The boy is so calm, but the person hiding in the darkness can't be calm!

He managed to find such a clear and impurity-free spiritual fetus, which would be perfect for a blood sacrifice, but why didn't he move forward!How ignorant are fearless!

The old man's rough voice sounded in another space, "Jie Jie, I know you are hungry, go say hello to the new kid."

Hula-hula--

A sound that sounded creepy densely sounded, like excitement, excitement, longing...

Then the space returned to silence, only a pair of muddy and greedy eyes were still looking at the boy in the water mirror.

But Chu Qiumo, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, didn't know that the danger was approaching.