Save the world with a plot

Xuan Xing paused with a flying sword at his feet, carefully recalling the expression of Dai Fuhua half a month ago, it seems that he didn't intend to get rid of the two of them, could it be... is he overcompensating?

The other party just wants to seek an answer?

Also, when I first met Shenhuai in the Holy City more than 50 years ago, the other party "borrowed" his demonic energy of the demonic blood line, but now I think it is very similar to the energy that pervades Dai Fuhua's body.

Thinking about it is extremely embarrassing.

"Master?"

A clear and pleasant voice sounded in his ear, Xuan Xing turned his head to look at the stupid apprentice, after talking about it, Dai Fuhua's ruthlessness and ruthlessness had a lot to do with the protagonist.

Is it true that the black lotus in the main palace without the influence of the blackened protagonist is so chic and upright?

"Disciple...do you have something on your face?" Under Xuan Xing's substantive gaze, Sheng Junxiao reached out and touched his cheek with a pure expression.

Chunliang is a lot like another person.

A man named Sheng Yan.

Xuan Xing's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

In the beginning, his protection and help to Sheng Yan was due to the identity of the other party's demon king, as well as the feelings of the "fellow townsman" who was also a time traveler, but it was even more because of the "Qin Liangyao" who was seven points in appearance and seven points innocence. Exactly like a face.

Looking at Dave Hua's expression before, presumably history has not changed, Sheng Yan still came out of the exile to rule the Demon Realm, and never died in the exile.Xuan Xing calmed down a little.

"Master, the Demon Lord's inheritance is divided into four parts. I have already got three parts. When we see the fourth part, we will find a way to awaken the remnants inside."

The clear voice interrupted Xuan Xing's brief trance.

Xuan Xing returned to his senses for a moment, and then his eyes showed surprise.

The gaze titled "You have such a good heart" is so obvious that Sheng Junxiao couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to ignore it. He rubbed his nose and rubbed his eyes, "Am I some kind of heinous person in Master's mind?"

No, it's not just heinous, it's too nice to say.

Facing the apprentice's resentful eyes, Xuan Xing finally swallowed the words in his heart.

He felt that it was really his fault.In the original book, how the protagonist searched for the fourth inheritance of the demon king but couldn’t get it and how he became berserk is vivid, and the language of the emperor’s deep second disease in the nine-serial killing array is still in my ears, and even more so. The scene where sparks fly when Sheng Yan meets makes it difficult for him to switch channels.

Sure enough... is this a "revolutionary friendship"?

"Cough..." He lightly rubbed the forehead of the sticky apprentice, coughed, and denied it, "No."

Sheng Junxiao: "..." Can you be more perfunctory?

The flying sword under his feet streaked across the sky, and Moyu soon shrank into a distant shadow behind him.

The life-hanging medicine also gradually lost its effect, and the master and apprentice fell to the south of Sunset Ridge.It's not that he had to rush back to the sect by force, Xuan Xing was fine, but Sheng Junxiao was seriously injured.First, the impact of the land of praise, followed by the crushing of space cracks. Most of these were blocked by the opponent, and if they were suppressed again, it might damage the foundation.It's better to simply choose a place to heal the wound as soon as possible.Right now, Xuan Xing is no longer as helpless as before, and he is not afraid of someone suddenly appearing again.

"Master, let's go back to the sect first." Thinking of Mingxu's "betrayal", Sheng Junxiao couldn't let go of his heart, and he was about to blurt out the reason, but he was silent for a moment, and said tactfully.

Xuan Xing, who had not received his apprentice's brainwaves, only felt that there was still Mingxu in Zongli, so he didn't need to worry about it, so he shook his head, seeing that the other party wanted to speak, and dropped the flying sword directly.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

The sun is shining brightly, the sky is as blue as washing, the flowing water below the mountain is the same color as the sky, the grass is full of green grass, and the falling flowers are colorful. It is a beautiful place... and a very familiar place.

The moment the flying sword fell, both of them were taken aback.

Looking up, looking far, you can still see a long sword inserted deep on the cliff, the original sword.In a blink of an eye, it has been more than sixty years.

"Master, why did you save me at that time?" Sheng Junxiao asked in a low voice, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Do you really want to listen?" As expected, the second illness was about to be felt suddenly. Xuan Xing knew his apprentice very well and predicted it first. Shi Shiran put away his sword and asked sideways.

"If Master doesn't want to say it, then I don't want to hear it either." Sheng Junxiao suppressed his nervousness for a moment, and smiled cleanly and brightly.

Xuan Xing paused for a moment, with a delicate expression—this is a little too cute.In fact, shouldn't I be thinking crazily, "You must have a ghost in your heart if you don't tell me the truth" or something?

Tired of his own imagination, he waved his hand, "It's nothing to think about, but I calculated in advance that if you fell off the cliff, it would be my fate, so I came to save you."

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, raised his eyebrows and laughed, "If I knew that there was no spiritual energy under Qinxue Cliff, I would not have jumped down to save you."

Sheng Junxiao: "..." He said slowly: "The one who still remembers Li Yao's breath is really a lie."

"A Yao is just sweet in my mind, isn't it good?"

"it is good."

After the master and apprentice found a pit on the spot, Sheng Junxiao crossed his legs and closed his eyes, circulated spiritual energy, and refined the medicinal properties.

Xuan Xing arranged formations outside the people who were sitting quietly, suppressing the floating and unstable aura.

After 30 years of being suppressed in the land of exile, his spiritual power has been condensed a hundred times, and his meridian Qi sea has been expanded.

And the realm leap in the place of praise directly raised his state of mind to the integration stage.

It can be said that if Xuan Xing goes to retreat for ten or a hundred years now, he can completely break through the integration period.

However, since one person is already in samadhi, it would be too dangerous for him to immerse himself in it every minute.

After arranging everything, he drew out the Haojun sword, and once again used it to move around and gain a sense of the world.

Rehabilitation is not like advanced retreat and immersing directly in another world. Sheng Junxiao wakes up every three days, and then starts to move continuously.

the first time--

"Master, your sword." Shengjun Xiao stretched out his hand behind his back, the silver long sword was like a pool of autumn water, the brilliance flowed, and it remained unchanged for a year.

Xuan Xing stretched out his hand in a daze, under the sun, his brows and eyes gradually became warm, "Okay."

The second time, the third time, and the fourth time when he woke up, he acted sneakily and carried Xuan Xing on his back for some reason.

Xuan Xing: "..." Does he look stupid?Every time he wakes up and disappears for an hour, he can't find it?

It's just that this Xueba is too lazy to pay attention to it, huh.

Finally, one day half a month later, for the fifth time——

"Master." Shengjun Xiao Chunliang smiled.

"Huh?" Xuan Xing opened his eyes and let out a soft snort.

"Master, I'll take you to a place." Then he pulled Xuan Xing and walked into the forest. Outside there was a barrier of consciousness and many blindfolds, but nothing could be seen.Stepping past it lightly, it is a small wooden house.

The workmanship is exquisite, the corner materials are smooth, and the exterior wood system is full of flowers and vines, full of vitality.

However, this is nothing, the important thing is the material of this wooden house, spiritual bone wood.

Spirit bone wood is a good material that can be encountered but not sought after in the world of cultivation. It has a top-notch effect of gathering spirits, and it can be called a favorite of retreat and practice houses.As a member of the training house, although he didn't say it, Xuan Tianshi had a heart and soul for a long time, but he was as deep as him, so he had to keep a piece of it indoors for gathering spirits.

Xuan Xing blinked, a little shocked by how rich the prodigal apprentice is.Is spiritual bone wood such a wasteful thing?When we go back, we must remove this log cabin.

Pulling the dazed Xuan Xing inside, Sheng Junxiao didn't feel the deep heartache of his master, and was still making enviable and jealous remarks, "Master, let's stay here temporarily. "

"I'll add some Gathering Spirits later."

"The defensive effect is still a little bit worse, I need to trouble Master to do some more formations."

"Master, let's retreat here with peace of mind."

After hearing the last sentence, Xuan Xing suddenly came back to his senses, his pupils widened slightly, and then returned to normal size, did you actually find out?

He was uncomfortable for a moment, and then his brows and eyes softened. #学书而两二病alsoso careful# My apprentice really turned to me#精堨木喜欢谈谈别#

"Together?"

"Together." Shengjun Xiao responded with crooked eyebrows.

The [-]th step in the strategy of Gaoling Flower——Remember, you must have Fang Youjian before the final proposal.

The house is the home of two people, and the sword is a necessary means of transportation.

Gaolingzhihua usually does not lack such things, but what you provide is not a house or a sword, but your sincerity, which will let Gaolingzhihua see your seriousness and sincerity.

One bedroom and one study in the house.

Only one bedroom and one study.

Xuan Xing was stunned for a moment, touched his nose, wouldn't it be good to put two futons for temporary use, since it is necessary to make a room, it would be too crude.

"Master, I'm going to the study."

The study is facing the outside, if there is an attack, there is no buffer at all, it is too dangerous to immerse yourself here.

"Wait," Xuan Xing pondered for a moment, then said, "The left and right don't take up space, let's go to the bedroom together."

"Disciples dare not go beyond."

Xuan Xing: "... Could it be the first day you were in the same room with me?"

With this "teacher and old student" tone, Sheng Junxiao couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling deeply witty about his "ingenious" design.

In the past half a month, Sheng Junxiao's injury has healed by nearly half, and the Spirit Bone House has both offensive and defensive capabilities, so it doesn't matter if Xuan Xing retreats here.

However, even if you are a hands-off shopkeeper, you can't be so exaggerated. Once you retreat, it will be a rhythm of ten years and a hundred years. Even Xuan Xing feels that he will not be able to face Ming Xu in the future.

That's why he also sat opposite Sheng Junxiao to practice and condense his spiritual power.

Then, the early stage of the transformation of the gods, the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and the peak of the transformation of the gods.

Xuan Xing: ...

Sheng Junxiao: ...

Xuan Xing suddenly realized: Knowing that the last insight in the exiled land has benefited him a lot, but he still didn't expect it to be so much.Run the aura casually, without impact, and directly break through.

Sheng Junxiao was happy while catching chickens: It's great that Master's cultivation has improved further!It's great not to have to suppress my unstable spiritual power for me!It's great that Master's cultivation base is higher than mine and you don't have to worry about it!But... Master's cultivation level is higher than mine again (Nei Niu).