Save the world with a plot

Not long after eliminating the traces of his spiritual power combing in the opponent's body, the long eyelashes of the person in front of him trembled slightly. Sheng Junxiao knew that the opponent was about to wake up, so he couldn't help but move his face closer, adjusting the Qin Liangyao mark With a clear and simple expression.

The next moment, Xuan Xing opened his eyes, and his eyes were on the apprentice's big face. His gaze and facial expression didn't change at all, and he covered the other's face with one hand and pushed it out very naturally.

Then he frowned, a rare expression of strangeness and distress appeared on his usually expressionless face.

Could it be because the spiritual energy came out before it was suppressed well, but the consciousness fell into nothingness in the cold spring.

Originally, he only planned to shower his body casually, but ended up soaking in the cold spring for nearly a night, am I teasing him?

Now the aura is about to burst through the meridians.

Xuan Xing got up to get dressed, Sheng Junxiao was already fully dressed first, looked at the other party with a smile, and leaned over, "Master, are you asleep again?"

Xuan Xing froze for a moment, "The spring is rich in aura, and it is most suitable for meditation."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Sheng Junxiao nodded his head in a benevolent manner.

As the sun rose, the first beam of light penetrated the fairy mist and shone on Sheng Junxiao's beautiful face. Xuan Xing looked up at the sky, and it was almost dawn.

"Let's play by yourself first. I'll call you later." After hastily leaving a sentence, Xuan Xing came to a quiet room next to the sword washing pool.

He traveled to this ten years, ten years from the peak of Jindan to the peak of Yuanying, it is too fast, and it is easy to cause hidden dangers.He originally wanted to suppress it for a few years, temper his meridians, condense his spiritual power, and consolidate his foundation before making a breakthrough.

What's more, after three years of sleep, the young apprentice changed his appearance.A retreat is not just a few months like his last epiphany, it usually takes ten or twenty years.When the time comes to close the door and open it again, maybe the little apprentice will be from six years old to 20 years old. He has gone through adolescence, rebellious stage, second stage of middle school, and character-building stage. Without him as a guardian to guide him, he still doesn’t know how crooked he is. What is it like?

Besides, although the apprentice is only six years old, it's not a big deal if he didn't build the foundation, but it's really strange to build the foundation.But now he is pretending to be a young human race. With such a cultivation base, he will definitely not be able to secure his status as a direct disciple.Even the original body would be affected by the criticism and pressure brought about by the discrepancy between cultivation base and identity, not to mention his new apprentice.

No matter how you say it, you can't break through now.At least you have to wait until your disciples have established their foundations.

Xuan Xing frowned, closed his eyes, the closed space gradually diffused a white icy air, the doors, tables and chairs were soon covered with a thick layer of frost.

Standing by the pool and watching Xuan Xing enter the quiet room from a distance, Shengjun Xiao's expression didn't change much, instead he smiled softly, mocking himself coldly.

Have you gone to retreat?

That's right!

The so-called "treating you well" is nothing but indifference that does not hinder one's own interests.

He walked forward slowly, step by step, and suddenly stretched out his fingers to twirl. The cold air in the air almost condensed into substance, and the ice layer covered all the way from a small quiet room and was still spreading.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly swept forward to the door of the quiet room.

How could there be so much spiritual energy overflowing?

Is... have you lost your temper?

It's really stupid to go crazy after such a natural breakthrough.

He tightened his fingers, and put one hand on the stone door, his eyes hesitated.

If the other party is dead, then he will be very passive in Shang Xuanzong.

If the other party is dead, it is not so easy to find single ice spirit roots and mysterious ice bodies in the world.

If the other party is dead, he...

An inexplicable panic rose in my heart.

He pursed his lips, ready to exert force with his hands.

"Don't move." Just at this moment, a clear voice came from behind.

Sheng Junxiao was startled, and didn't notice anyone coming at all.

I saw the other person's face was focused and his brows were furrowed, but he couldn't hide his handsome appearance.If it wasn't for the coercion leaked due to emotional fluctuations, the other party might just look like a beautiful scholar in the mortal world.

Sheng Junxiao was thinking about the other party's identity quickly in his mind, and he was even more concerned about the people in the quiet room.

"You must be the new apprentice of the little uncle." The man in white came quickly, glanced at Sheng Junxiao, and then looked at Shimen with frowned eyebrows.

In a word, Sheng Junxiao already knew the identity of the other party.

There is only one person called Xuan Xing's junior uncle who can enter and exit the main peak of the suzerain like this, and is trusted by the other party. Master Mingxu.

Even though he was just a handyman disciple and didn't know too many things, he still knew the status of this master in Shangxuanzong, and even more knew how much this master was trusted by the suzerain of Shangxuanzong.

Shengjun Xiao's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head to salute, "Master Mingxu."

Ming Xu stared at Shimen's heart for a while, and shook his head, "Since you are the disciple of my junior uncle, you are also my junior brother, just call me senior brother."

"Senior Brother Mingxu." Sheng Junxiao followed the good advice, and stared at Shimen together with the other party, worried: "Master respect him?"

"It doesn't look like being insane, but it looks like man-made control. Going in now might disturb my little uncle, just wait a while." Ming Xu said with a serious face.

Sheng Junxiao shrank his pupils, artificially overflowing his aura?

Suddenly a cloud of air flow hit, and Shengjun Xiao couldn't dodge it in time, but found that the air flow in was warming his body.

"Don't be nervous," Ming Xu said with a smile, "See that the icy aura emanating from the air has stopped, and the little master must be coming out soon. It's just that you are about to become an ice sculpture."

At this time, Sheng Junxiao suddenly realized that ice had formed on his body, and it quickly dissipated under Mingxu's fire power.

"You are Huo Linggen?" Knowing that Xuan Xing would not be in danger, Ming Xu began to observe Sheng Junxiao in the mood, and he couldn't help but look weird when he saw it.

Sheng Junxiao himself has a single fire root, and now he is naturally deceiving Xuan Xing that he has the most prosperous fire root, so he pretends to be a single fire root, while Xuan Xing himself is a monk with an ice root.A cultivator with ice roots took a cultivator with fire roots as his disciple, and he couldn't blame Ming Xu for his subtle feelings.

But without waiting for him to say anything, the stone door of the quiet room opened.

The man who stepped out had no expression on his face, as cold as the frost that permeated the place, he couldn't help squinting his eyes softly when he saw the people standing outside.

Sheng Junxiao didn't come over with a smile like before, but lowered his head not to look at Xuan Xing.

It has changed, the aura concentration that used to spill out every moment and can be broken through in minutes has become the standard Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

"Little Martial Uncle." Instead, it was Ming Xu who walked up to Xuan Xing first, "Just now you are dispersing your spiritual energy?"

Ming Xu's expression is still gentle and modest, thanks to the memory of his original body, Xuan Xing can realize that the other party is already angry.

Thinking of this former guardian who died miserably for the original body in the original book, Xuan Xing felt guilty for a moment.Fortunately, his ability to control facial expressions has reached its peak, so he just nodded lightly and said nonsense, "A snow mountain outside has absorbed too much icy aura, but the time to break through is not yet."

Hearing this, Shengjun Xiao's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

Soon, the three came to a study.Ming Xu came here to report some necessary information to the shopkeeper Xuan Xing who had been away for ten years.

Ten years is just a snap of the fingers for a monk, and it is not a big deal. What is worth talking about is how many disciples he has accepted and the Quartet Conference two years later.

"I heard Qinghui say that when he was arresting a person ten years ago, my little master suddenly jumped off a cliff with no aura." After talking about the business, Mingxu began to "question" with a smile.Who calls the other party a guardian?

Xuan Ying lightly tapped the table with her knuckles, "Do you still remember the time when I went crazy 14 years ago and got injured in Liuxiu Peak?"

14 years ago, it was the time when the former suzerain, the original biological father and master, died.In the ruthless way, there should be no joy or sorrow, cut off all kinds of emotions, and sadness and anger are also included in the seven emotions.Excessive grief and anger caused the original body to fluctuate too much, and his mind became obsessed with hacking and killing indiscriminately on the outer peak. In the end, he even self-harmed and was seriously injured.

At that time, a little boy who was going to collect herbs on the outer peak happened to pass by, dragged the original body into the cave and applied some low-quality herbs.

Naturally, these treatments did not have much effect on the original body, and he relied on himself to wake up, but this did not prevent him from fooling Mingxu now.

Because that disgraced little boy is called Li Yao.

Before returning to the clan, in order to deal with Ming Xu, the person who knew the original body best, Xuan Xing almost tore up the memory of the original body.

I didn't expect him to dig out such an old story.

Although the little boy's medicine didn't help him at all, the cold original body at that time still planned to repay this innocent and kind little boy.Who knew that the little boy said he would go and pick a few fruits, and then he would never look back.

The original body also dragged the seriously injured body to find the little boy, but after he couldn't find it, he gradually forgot about it.

If the protagonist wasn't disgraced at that time, he would have known what the protagonist looked like, which is a pity.

"I went out to practice and passed Sunset Ridge. I felt a familiar aura and remembered the past, so I gave a helping hand. I think Li Yao is pure and kind, and I guess he was at fault when he was convicted. But he fell off the cliff and woke up, but he couldn't find him. Trace." Xuan Xing sighed with regret.This is really fate.

If Li Yao hadn't gone to pick any fruit at that time, or if he had been found, he would probably have brought him back and asked someone to take good care of him given his temperament.Everything in the future will be rewritten.

It's a pity that if it is after all.

Standing behind Xuan Xing, Sheng Jun Xiao lowered his head, and no one saw his expression in the shadows at this moment.

He guessed for a long, long, long time.Guess why the other party saved him, an irrelevant person, ten years ago.

If it wasn't for the fact that Xuan Xing's cultivation base was much higher than him, he might have been discovered by the other party later if he used the soul-stirring technique to ask questions, so he couldn't help asking.

for what purpose?

Why save him?

Because of the discovery of the Demon Lord's inheritance?Or do you want to torture others?