Xuan Xing still can't believe it, he just opened and closed his eyes like this, and three years have passed.Although knowing that the concept of time is always blurred for cultivators, a retreat for a high-level cultivator lasts for ten or twenty years, or even a hundred years, but it is obviously unreasonable now.

Why did so much time pass when he opened and closed his eyes? It was because he fell into a coma and couldn't perceive the passage of time.As for why he fell into a coma, it should be explained from the perspective of the monk's physiological mechanism——

1. Immerse yourself in samadhi, observe the truth of heaven and earth, and don't know the sun and the moon.

2. When receiving external injury, causing severe damage to viscera or consciousness, the body activates the self-protection mechanism and falls into a coma.

3. Due to various reasons, excessive blood loss, insufficient energy supply, and falling into a coma.

4. Other mechanisms are yet to be studied.

First of all, he didn't gain any insight from this encounter, so it's impossible to fall into immersion.Secondly, the fainting at first was due to the pressure of the burst, but in the final consciousness, he remembered exactly that he was tightly covered, and in fact he did not receive much impact. The second reason can also be ruled out.Then there is too much blood loss or something. For ordinary people, if they bleed casually, if the blood pressure is lower than [-] mm Hg, it may cause coma.But the monk is obviously not, the little blood he poured on the apprentice couldn't possibly make the monk unconscious.

So, how could it be possible for him to faint for three years?This unscientific!

Fly over dark buildings, over magnificent mountains and rivers.The ancient trees underneath were green and the grass was full of green grass. Xuan Xing stopped all kinds of brainstorming, got off the flying sword with his apprentice, and walked to a meadow.

After four years, I came back here again, although only one year passed in his perception (…)

After the master and apprentice came out of the Holy City, they left the Demon Realm all the way and came back to Sunset Ridge.

The place in front of him is exactly the place where Xuan Xing got the Nine Heavens and Ten Swords Jue and Haojun Sword four years ago, and it is also the place where he buried the senior Shen Xiaolang.

Now he brings Mrs. Shen's body to join him in the burial, fulfilling his promise that day, and repaying the sword formula and Haojun he obtained at that time.

"Excuse me." Xuan Xing stood in front of the tombstone and said solemnly, with his palm stretched out flat, the icy aura spread out, and the vibrant land in front of him was instantly covered with a thick layer of frost. The layer cracked, and the frozen soil exploded, exposing the dense white bones inside.

"Give me the sword." Xuan Xing stretched out his hand to Sheng Junxiao who was standing quietly behind him.

Sheng Junxiao was stunned, but his movements were still not slow. After reacting, he untied his saber neatly and handed it to Xuan Xing's open palm.

Xuan Xing nodded, and began to bend down and take a sword to shovel the cracked frozen soil, and the knocking sound of ice cubes and metal "ding ding ding" sounded.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

He approached Xuan Xing, "Is Master going to take out Senior Shen's body?"

"That's right." Xuan Xing's shoveling hand paused, turned around and stuffed the sword into Sheng Junxiao's hand again, the tip of the sword was still stained with soil.

"?" Sheng Junxiao blinked.

"I leave it to you." Take out the body of Senior Shen, apprentice.Raise an apprentice for a thousand days, use it for a while.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

Xuan Xing has already walked to the clean green grass, looking like admiring the natural landscape.

Xuan Ying: I think I am not suitable for this kind of coolie because I am smart and wise.The one who shoveled and shoveled with the small shovel should be Mr. Mole, and the one who shoveled and shoveled with the small magic sword should be my stupid apprentice.

Sheng Junxiao turned around and started shoveling the soil silently.

Soon, a complete skeleton was completely exposed.

Sheng Junxiao stopped his sword and turned to look at Xuan Xing.

Glancing at the messy dirt surface, Xuan Xing coughed, "Cough... Ah Yao, bring Senior Shen over here."

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

He put away his sword, bent slightly, put one hand through the skeleton's shoulder blade and the other through the lower end of the femur, and carefully carried "Senior Shen" to Xuan Xing.

Xuan Xing nodded, and led Sheng Junxiao into the small bamboo building.

Mrs. Shen's body was placed on a soft and white bed by Xuan Xing, her expression was as serene as sleeping in a dream, and her face was as beautiful as when she was alive.

"Give it to me." Xuan Xing wanted to take the skeleton from Sheng Junxiao's hand.

However, Sheng Junxiao turned sideways to avoid it, "Master, I should come." He bent his eyes and placed the skeleton beside the beautiful Mrs. Shen.

One person, one skeleton, stunning beauty and white bones, which should be weird, but now under the soft pearl light, they appear surprisingly harmonious, and people can't bear to disturb them. Probably this is the persistence and romance of "life in the same quilt and death in the same coffin".

"The entrustment of the senior is fortunate. I hope that the senior and his wife will stay together and sleep here." Xuan Xing held a ceremony and said solemnly.

Sheng Junxiao behind him also lowered his head, his expression in the shadows was hard to see clearly, and the dark light in his eyes was flickering.

"Okay, let's go out." After worshiping, Xuan Xing turned back to Shengjun Xiao and said, "If you like anything here, take it away."

"Master... don't you intend to take this bamboo building away?" Hearing this, Sheng Junxiao was startled, and quickly realized the hidden meaning of the other party's words.

"Yeah." Xuan Ying nodded lightly.

Although the bamboo building is good, he is not the protagonist who has been walking on the road to death. He is not used in many situations. It is better to leave it as a place for the other party to bury the corpse. place.

The favor he has received from this senior Shen Xiaolang is already enough, whether it is the sword formula, Haojun, or other elixir and magic tools in the bamboo building, they are worth more than carrying a corpse more than a dozen times up.

Although the Nine Heavens and Ten Swords Jue is not suitable for him, but Haojun is really taking advantage of it.

Thinking of this, Xuan Xing suddenly thought of a person, nine days and ten swords, invincible, and the future demon king who will fly freely will complement each other.

"Master, wait for me." Sheng Junxiao said suddenly.

Xuan Xing withdrew his thoughts, only to see that the other party ran into another room, and soon came out holding a wooden box and handed it to him.

Xuan Xing: "?"

He opened the wooden box, and all kinds of pearls shone almost blindingly for a moment, only to see that the inside was full of beads, round, slippery and shiny.

Xuan Xing: "..." This is the third time I was given beads by my apprentice. Actually, I don't like beads that much.And... how does this box of beads look like it's for women to make jewelry (...)

"Master, do you like it?" Sheng Junxiao narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

But I couldn't say no to my apprentice Xiao Huanxi's expectant eyes.Xuan Xing smiled and nodded, "Of course I like it."

"Master, why do you like beads so much?" Sheng Junxiao asked curiously.

Because I have been looking for a bead called Xihe Zhu for a long time, Xuan Xing stared at Sheng Junxiao for a while, then suddenly replied: "Because Tiantian's eyes are round and round, especially like beads."

Sheng Junxiao: "..." Black history or something, there was a desire to obliterate everything in his heart, but he just showed an unhappy expression on his face, and muttered: "Master——"

The disrespect a few days ago called him Xuan Mimi, did you think he didn't hear it?Ah--

Xuan Xing put away a box of blinding beads, turned around and left the bamboo building.After Sheng Junxiao also came out, he drove the small bamboo building into a rock just like when he had just found it.

It was already evening when we came here, now we are digging up the corpses, and then transporting them into the bamboo building to hide them, it is nightfall and the moon is shining like water, so I believe we can rest here for a night.

Sheng Junxiao sat cross-legged in front of Xuan Xing face to face, and said with a smile, "This is where I met Master."

How could anyone sit across from someone like this?Xuan Xing felt a little subtle, nodded vaguely, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Why doesn't Master sleep? I remember that Master used to like to sleep very much." Sheng Junxiao asked suddenly.

Hearing these words, Xuan Xing suddenly felt more subtle.He has been asleep for three years, apprentice.Of course, this is not the most important reason, the most important thing is because of the big oolong sleeping in Huyang City.In fact, he also missed the smell of sleep.But can this kind of words be said to apprentices?Obviously not.

So Xuan Xing just shook his head lightly.

"But I want to sleep, Master, let's sleep together."

Xuan Xing raised his eyelids, looked at the big head approaching with a shy face in front of him, with pitch-black eyes on the big head, and calmly said: "Sleep if you want, I will watch over it."

Sheng Junxiao looked up at him in disappointment, "I can also be guarded by Master."

Xuan Xing did not speak.Not to mention, the cultivator's body will not be sleepy, but his mind is already extremely sleepy, and he suspects that he will close his eyes and squint if he continues.The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is the most suitable for sleeping.

A quarter of an hour later, Sheng Junxiao opened his eyes, looked at the person sitting upright like a mountain but fell into a deep sleep, and smiled softly, "It's so strange that he wants to sleep even though he is a Nascent Soul."

After finishing speaking, he leaned close to Xuan Xing's ear, his eyes were pitch black, without whites, and were demonized soul-stirring eyes, "Sleep." The voice was light and ethereal, as if it penetrated into the flesh and blood, conveying the soul.

Inspiriting, a talent unique to pure-blooded demons with high bloodlines, the more you have this desire, the more you can arouse it, the more you trust it, and the more defenseless you are.

"Do you trust me so much?" Sheng Junxiao gently held the opponent's palm and spread it out. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the hideous wound has turned into a light red mark. After a while, it will be as smooth as before, without any trace .

His eyes darkened, "What would you do if you knew that I was a sin and filth?" His voice was low and deep, broken in the night wind.

"I'm really looking forward to your expression when the time comes, Sect Master Shang Xuanzong." He suddenly laughed, comfortable and evil, as if he was enjoying, but also seemed to be sinking.Then he reached out and touched the center of the opponent's eyebrows, absorbing the majestic icy aura.

The night is deep, the crescent moon is falling, and the sky is full of stars.

After a while, he reluctantly let go of his hand and licked his lower lip, "I really want to lock you up, so let me bleed and deflate you."

It's a pity that he only has the peak of Jindan now, so he can only temporarily restrain the opponent by borrowing the power inherited from the Demon Lord, but there is no guarantee that the opponent will never escape after being locked up. After all, for such a comfortable aura, he can't abolish the opponent's cultivation. for.

But... it's not far away, after he completely refines the Demon Lord's inheritance, it will be fine.

"Xuan Xing, what will happen to you then?" As if seeing the other party's unbelievable and painful expression, he smiled softly, "Come with me into the mud forever."

He stood up slowly, and arranged a gathering array around Xuan Xing to restore the lost spiritual energy.

Then bypassed several defensive formations arranged by the opponent.Before walking to the rock not far away, it turned into a burst of black air and penetrated into the bamboo building.

His body was originally made of magic energy and dark water, and he was no longer a person.

Standing in front of the white soft couch again, the pearly light is still there, one person and one skeleton, clinging to each other.

Shengjun Xiao's eyes dimmed, and displeasure and anger quickly flashed across his face. With a wave of his hand, the skeleton fell to the ground instantly, making a dull sound, and the skeleton shattered.

"No matter who you are, I won't allow it." Sheng Junxiao stared at the skeleton, and the fire ignited in a blink of an eye, and the bones turned into ashes.

He breathed lightly, letting the ashes rise and scatter.

Passing over the place where the skeleton was before, he came to the bedside, and looked at the woman in purple shirt in front of him, his expression softened all of a sudden.

The woman was still so beautiful that she was so beautiful, her facial features with her eyes closed were somewhat similar to his, but the most similar peach blossom eyes would never open again.

Taking out a purple iris flower from her bosom and gently placing it on the woman's chest, Sheng Junxiao said softly, "Go to sleep. I will come to see you again."

He turned around and went out, took the bamboo building out of the rock, and stuffed it into his arms.

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