The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

Zhuling nodded seriously: "Yes. Chasing people is like flying a kite. You pay attention to what you can get and let go. It's not good if you stick too tightly every day. You have to keep a little distance when it's appropriate, such as cold him. Year……"

Bai Heng's eyes were dark, and he gave him a sideways glance and didn't answer any more.

The Broken Sword in the middle of the lake called itself in the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Owner.The gods in the sky are used to hypocrisy, so don't listen to his nonsense.Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to channel the magic energy and see if we can get back more mana and memory.To deal with the gods in the sky, if you don't have enough strength, you will only be slaughtered as ants. ]

Makes sense.

Under the guidance of Xianyun's domineering evil spirit, the red golden magic lines all over Bai Heng's body became more and more bright, and the magic lines between his eyebrows were also faintly visible.

An extremely powerful magic power collided in the black mist, scaring Zhuling back three steps, restraining his magic power for fear of being affected.

Bai Heng felt the devilish energy in his meridians rolling vertically and horizontally, and the blood was rushing, which was unprecedentedly hot.

He fell into a dream again.

The golden chains bound his arms in the towering Zhuxian Temple, hanging his two arms on both sides and raising them high, and the bells jingle when he is slightly pulled.The Demon-Suppressing Lock suppressed the vigorous demon energy on his body, and he half-kneeled on the ground, the heavy anklets on his feet dragged him, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

The seventeen immortals lined up in a semicircle and surrounded him, surrounded by immortal clouds.

After the crowd surrounded him, a high chair hung in the fairy cloud of tens of feet, and he sat high in the cloud in a silver robe and looked down at himself.

He couldn't see the face of Xian Yunli clearly.

But he knew that it was Yun Qi.

Xuanxian Qiuming, his master, Yun Qi.

Picked him up from under the Udumbara flower and cared for him carefully for 300 years, gentle and patient master.

His master alone.

"Master... respect..." His voice was hoarse when he spoke, and his throat hurt like it had been scalded by a tongue of fire.

"Bastard, who are you calling Master!"

"Little Nianzhang still dares to talk nonsense, the fact that you were born to split the god stone has been exposed, so what is there to argue about! You still dare to make trouble in Ruyou Lake, disturbing the heavens!"

"It's just a demon. If you don't take Jiu Chongtian seriously, you have to pay the price today!"

Ru Mo's hair hangs down messily, and the little demon raises his head with difficulty, wanting to take another look at the figure on the cloud nine, but the bright fairy light stung his bright red pupils, making his eyes seep a bit of moisture.

"Bai Heng, you know your mistake."

Jiuli's indifferent question came from Xianyun.

"I know...wrong."

"Punishment is acceptable."

"Admit... punishment. But..."

There were bustling sneers from the surroundings: "How dare you fail. The two mysterious immortals in the heavens are punishing you, and the little devil dares to make a mistake."

The iron chain jingled for a while, but remained motionless.There were bloodstains on the wrist: "I want... Master, punish me personally. He didn't punish me, I don't admit it."

After finishing speaking, he once again looked directly at the glowing white clothes on the cloud nine.

But Master didn't answer him.

Master... Is it still a little unbearable?He has always been tolerant and considerate to himself, and if he bumped into him in the past, he would always carry his God behind his back.

"it is good."

A cold response made Bai Heng's red pupils shrink suddenly.

Wrapped in the white clothes, the fairy cloud flew down from Jiuxiaoyun and landed firmly in front of him.Being bound by iron chains, I can only stare at the pair of spotless shoes with my head down.

"Bai Heng. You lured demons to the sky, split the marriage stones of three lives, and disturbed the evil spirits suppressed like a secluded lake. You repeatedly ignored the rules of heaven, despised the gods, and burned down the fairy palace. You are really stubborn. Master must give an explanation to the Three Realms. I was the one who led you to cultivate immortality. Now, I will also smash your immortal essence and cut your spiritual bones. You can accept the punishment."

Trembling, Bai Heng wanted to reach out his hand, and tug at his sleeve again.

Chains can bind his hands.

"Master... For example, Ruyou Lake... I didn't know there were evil spirits there, I'm sorry... But I, I went to God of War to make trouble, all because of you, do you know yours..."

"Enough!" Yun Qi suddenly turned cold, and interrupted him coldly, "Stop talking. If you dare to make a mistake, you have to bear the consequences frankly. Why bother to talk too much here and shirk responsibility."

"I'm... sorry. I'm not a good apprentice. I let you... down, don't I."

Yun Qi squatted down and pinned his messy sideburns behind his ears for him.

This intimate and gentle movement is no different from the past.A gleam of light flashed fiercely in Bai Heng's eyes: "Master..."

The next moment, there was an instant pain in the lower abdomen that shocked the limbs and bones, and the immortal essence that had been completely immortalized and integrated into the flesh and blood was peeled off and pulled out, and the blood was dripping in Yun Qi's palm.

The immortal essence surrounded by half of immortal energy and half of demonic energy is extremely fragile in Xuanxian's hands.

With a grasp of the palm, it shattered into fine powder.

A wave of air swayed from the palm of his hand, breaking through the fairy barrier, and the hurricane swept across Jiuchongtian, and then blew along the Xitianling River to the Wangchuan River, causing huge waves.

Bai Heng felt the last trace of strength in his body completely dissipate along with the scattered powder.

The immortal essence has been shattered, and the 300 years of practice have finally come to naught.

He has nothing left.

There was a fishy smell coming out of his mouth and nose, and his chest trembled violently, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs, and the blood dripped down and stained the clean shoes of the person in front of him red.

With a bang, the chains that bound his wrists were released.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Yun Qi's clothes: "I paid for the mistakes I made myself. Now, have I paid it off..."

"The spirit bones haven't been cut yet."

The other hand stretched out to grab it too, his trembling hands gripped the corner of his clothes even tighter, he raised his head, tears streaming down his face: "No... no, Master, cut off my spirit bones, I will do it again I can no longer cultivate immortality... No, Master, I..."

"You still want to cultivate immortality?" Jiuli bit the word 'return' very hard.

"Aheng, be obedient."

Bai Heng's face was paler than ever before.

The tightly clenched hands were also as cold as snow.He suppressed the turbulent fishy pressure in his chest, stabilized his weak breath, and prayed in a low voice like a mosquito: "Can I still be your apprentice after cutting the spirit bone?"

The person in front of him seemed to have a stiff back.

I didn't wait for an answer for a long time, only waiting for a sentence: "It's started."

Immediately afterwards, the Tianling Gai was connected to the neck, and the pain of bone and marrow was heard along the way...

The fairy clouds under the feet gradually turned crimson.

The master Bai Heng's consciousness was stripped from the emaciated young man's body, and he hung in mid-air to clearly see this cruel scene.

This is... Bai Heng's memory.

This is, Xuanxian Yunqi.

He loved Immortal Venerable Yunqi for 300 years, but in the end, he was crushed by his sweetheart to crush the immortal essence and plucked out the spirit bones, and became a useless person from then on.

What the hell is this...

This unrepentant persistence, these 300 years of obsession, this day and night devoutly look up to.

In exchange - such an ending.

Xuanxian, are they all heartless?

The scene changed abruptly.

At the bottom of the mountain, in the lava of the sea of ​​blood, the boy climbed up from the ashes.

The red golden magic patterns all over his body are dazzling, and the thunder and thunder are rolling in the nine heavens, but he blocks them from the magic barrier of Buzhou Mountain.The seventh heavenly calamity roared like a beast in the sky, but it couldn't hit the young man who deserved to suffer the catastrophe.

The people in the ninth heaven were instantly awakened by the deafening thunder from the seventh heaven.

With such a huge momentum, who has ascended to the immortal? !

But looking around the entire sky, no one wants to ascend to the immortal.

what is that.Could it be that it is not a fairy, but a demon.

The seventh level of heavenly tribulation... the third level of scattered demons, the fifth level of earth demons, and the seventh level... herald the birth of a new sky demon in the demon world.

The birth of a celestial demon is no trivial matter, and all the immortals and spirits in the sky and the earth immediately became a mess.

I don't know where the new demon is ranked.Will it pose a threat to the heavens.

He opened the Ruoshui mirror to check, and saw that the evil energy of Buzhou Mountain was soaring to the sky, the young man came from hell, and he directly removed the evil barrier, and let the seven heavenly tribulations hit him indifferently.His flesh was torn apart, blood flowed vertically and horizontally into the magma, turning into white smoke and rising.

At the same time, the flesh and blood recovered at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the catastrophe intensified.

"Eightfold Heavenly Tribulation!" The immortals exclaimed, the sky thunder like a spider web seemed to tear the sky apart, condensed into a white light and slashed towards Buzhou, "It is the Eightfold...Eightfold Heavenly Tribulation!"

"The newly fallen one is not an ordinary heavenly demon...it is the king of heavenly demon! A new king of the demon clan was born in Buzhou Mountain!"

The demon king can command the twelve heavenly demons, and he is the head of the demon world.You have to go through the Eightfold Heavenly Tribulation before you can fall into it.

Ignoring the suffering of the eightfold heavenly calamity, the young man came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, all the way to the top of the god capital, the ninefold sky.

One step at a time, when he stepped into the Yunfu Hall, the seventeen immortals who watched his execution that day were paying homage.

The corners of Bai Heng's mouth curled up, his eyes were as dark as night, and his pupils were filled with bloodthirsty and excited light.

The black fingertips melted into black silk threads, entangled the seventeen immortals accurately, and with a pinch of the palms, the seventeen immortals dispersed into a cloud of blood mist, dirtying the mirror-like Yunfu Hall.

The scarlet tongue licked his sharp fangs, and he looked up to see Immortal Yunqi above the hall.

"Let them go."

Yun Qi sent the rest of the immortal family out of the Yunfu Hall under the protection of immortal barriers, and retreated to the left and right.

In the empty Yunfu Hall, only two masters and apprentices were left.

Deep in the boy's throat, there was a hoarse laughter, which sounded piercing.

"Xuanxian Yunqi... Qiu Mingjun..." The young man smiled to himself for a long time, and finally raised the corners of his mouth evilly, his eyes were full of perverse, "My master?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The boy stepped up the long steps until he reached the high position with the immortal.

He was dressed in a black robe, and when the domineering demonic energy collided with the pure immortal energy, it attracted the wind into the palace, rolled up the corners of his clothes, revealing his slender and slender legs that were scarred and bruised.

"All the immortals in the sky confuse black and white, but one thing is still right... I am a demon seed, a natural demon seed."

He leaned against the back of the chair, with a strand of hair hanging down on the master's shoulder, and whispered in his ear like blue: "I have cultivated for 300 years, but I still failed to ascend. But once I fell into the devil, it will attract the eighth heavenly calamity. Master, You said you were wrong back then, right?"

"What on earth do you want to do?" Yun Qi pursed his lips, his jaw tensed.

"It's not just this time that you've been blind. The gods of the heavens, Chongjiu Tianque... Do you really know how hypocritical an immortal can be?"

The sharp black nails scratched across his cheeks and raised his chin, forcing the master to look up into his red eyes.

"You guard your right way and believe in your way of heaven. You are the son of the way of heaven and the light of the fairy world. Hahaha...but you know what is at the bottom of the secluded lake in Jiuli. What is hidden in Zhixi's Taihang Mountain ?! Immortal Venerable Yunqi, you have worked so hard for tens of thousands of years, whose Dao of Heaven you believe in, and whose Righteous Way you maintain!”

Yun Qi looked pitiful, like a long sigh: "Ah Heng, you are stunned."

"I'm bewildered? Up to now, you still think that I'm bewildered, that I'm obsessed? Yun Qi, among the Three Realms, I'm the only one who is truly satisfied and only considers you."

He squatted down halfway, and the demonic energy formed a silk thread to form a circle, surrounding Yunqi on the fairy rattan bench.

"I worship you as the only god, push myself into the dust, look up at you carefully, and follow you step by step. I am as humble as you are. I have waited for 300 years, a full 300 years... After all, I can't change Come and turn around once."

"Do you know how painful the shattering of the immortal essence is? Do you know how scorching the mud under the red rock of Mount Buzhou is? Do you know how high the nine layers of immortal clouds fall?"

Bai Heng's voice was soft and cold: "Thirteen thousand seventy-fourty two feet, when I fell from the outside of Zhuxian Palace, it was measured by one inch."

Seeing that there is no looseness in his eyes.

Bai Heng's heart suddenly flared up like a prairie fire.

"Immortal Master Yunqi, are you...really heartless?"