Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gong Zhengyu spoke as if he was here for a homely meal, with the tails of his eyes raised and the tip of his nose sneered, his tone was unhurried, with inherent dignity and arrogance.

This kind of temperament is different from Shen Feibai who thinks highly of himself on weekdays.

The former is the veritable master of the Three Realms, even if Longyou Shoal, no matter how dishonest he is, and has been in a high position for many years, that aura can inadvertently scare people into silence, while the latter is just a pile of cultivation base and status, unworthy of virtue, There is no comparison at all.

Shen Feibai was directly nailed to the spot by that gaze, motionless, his eyes widened in astonishment, his mouth was long enough to stuff an egg.

how can that be possible!

Mozun...

How could he be a Demon Lord!

His appearance, how could it be...

Even though he refused to believe it in every possible way, the man's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the place where the strange blood brought him forced him to bow his head and admit some things he didn't want to admit.

Gu Qinghan's new apprentice, how could he be a heinous big devil!

Murong Xiaxuan turned her head in a daze, unable to understand what they were saying for a while, and looked at the two tall men blankly.

Suddenly, the young Shen Feibai in the mirror moved his feet, smiled sinisterly, and took out two nails from his sleeve.

At the same time, Murong Bai outside the mirror also made the same movement with a blank face, and took out two slender iron nails that were as long as a finger and glowed coldly from his cuffs.

Shen Feibai's brain hadn't recovered from the Demon Lord's matter, his eyes were attracted by the movement, and his face turned pale instantly.

The long-lost memory has been hooked up, and no one knows better than him what the use of this nail is!

He clenched his fists in horror, clasped the black iron chain tightly, his legs trembled, his body trembled tremblingly, and he whimpered for help: "... madam, madam! Help me!"

"Fly white!"

"Father-in-law, oh, I almost forgot, you don't recognize me as a son-in-law, then—Master Murong, I'm sorry."

The young Shen Feibai in the mirror interrupted Murong Xiaxuan's thinking with a steady voice, his voice was still young and thin, and the imprisoned Murong Bai was angry but unable to break free from the chains, in vain.

The spike was within reach.

The young Shen Feibai laughed and said: "Do you know what this is? This is a spirit-eating nail that I personally refined. As long as it is nailed into your dantian, within ten days, your cultivation will be converted to mine. body."

"Farmer and Snake, our sect is learning today... Ahem! I have learned!"

"It's not my fault, who told you to fight against me everywhere!" Shen Feibai's eyes were fierce, and he drove two long nails into Murong Bai's lower abdomen without any mercy, and then took out the spirit lock rings respectively, piercing into the flesh It pierced through the man's collarbone on both sides, and then let go of the black iron chain.

With his spiritual power sealed, and a foreign object forced into his dantian, Murong Bai fell to the ground precariously, and before he could get up, the side of Junyi's face was stepped on by the sole of a muddy shoe.

An uncomfortable low voice sounded like it was filled with gravel: "You'd better be honest these few days, and obediently announce that you will pass on the headship to me, otherwise, your daughter, she I will not let go of your grandson, your apprentice, and everyone in the Shaogu Sect!"

"Father...!" Murong Xiaxuan cried out, her hands and feet were cold, and the scene of her husband abusing her father was lingering, she almost fainted!

Immediately afterwards, Shen Feibai cried out in pain, and Murong Bai, who was expressionless outside the mirror, raised his hand to imitate the appearance in the mirror, and drove the Soul Devouring Nail into Shen Feibai's body.

"lady……"

"Fly white!"

Murong Xiaxuan sobbed hesitantly, looked in and out of the mirror, hesitated, Shen Feibai begged for help, she gritted her teeth, frowned and hugged Shen Feibai: "Father! This is Fei Bai ! Wake up quickly!"

"Qinghan! Immortal Xuanshuang! Save Fei Bai, save my father, please..."

Before the woman could finish her sentence, her body flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread, smashed heavily on the wall of the thatched cottage, and rolled around in embarrassment twice.

Murong Bai withdrew his hand, rolled his eyes without warmth, and after finishing dealing with the idlers, continued to imitate the appearance in the mirror, and fastened the two spirit rings on Shen Feibai.

The pain was so bad that I almost fainted.

The spirit ring pierced through the flesh, pierced vigorously from the middle of the collarbone, and the blood overflowed unstoppably, coating the silver spirit lock ring with a layer of rose red, which was eerie and graceful.

Shen Feibai was not in the mood to appreciate the masterpiece, he was in a cold sweat from the pain, his trembling body dared not move at the moment, his limbs were tense, even his breathing could affect his dantian and collarbone, causing burning pain.

"Help... help..."

He murmured weakly.

With a sinking of his hands, the shackles were suddenly released, and the moment his arms hung down touched the wound and forced him to take a deep breath, his body threw forward uncontrollably, his abdomen hit the ground, and the spirit-eating nail nailed in his dantian went in again. Go deeper.

"Ugh! Ahhhhh!!!"

Murong Bai stepped on his face, his all-black eyeballs moved, he lowered his head, and the strength on his feet became heavier.

Shen Feibai screamed and ate the dirt all over the place, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and clung to Gong Zhengyu's cocked black boots indiscriminately, as if grabbing the last straw, Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "Save... …save……"

Gong Zhengyu looked at him condescendingly, and smiled contemptuously.

Gu Qinghan pursed his lips, his face was cold, and he didn't intend to intervene.

Nothing can be created out of thin air, if everything in the mirror is real, then he really deserves to die a thousand times or ten thousand times.

"What's going on here...cough cough!" Murong Xiaxuan's internal organs seemed to be displaced by that palm, with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, she struggled to get up from the ground.

She thought of her father's painful and weak appearance before he died, his cultivation level had fallen to the foundation building due to his old illness, and the thin and thin figure he saw when he accidentally broke into his father's bedroom, and felt extremely contradictory.

On the one hand, he felt that the relapse of his father's old illness was intriguing, and on the other hand, he believed that the husband who had been in the same bed with her for decades and had always been obedient to her would not lie to him.

"Husband... man, it's fake! That's fake!" Shen Fei stared blankly, half of his head was trampled into the mud.

Gong Zhengyu smiled, and jokingly said: "Whether it's fake or not, just keep checking and see if it's true. Master Shen's cultivation is quite high, so let's bear with this pain for now."

He hugged his chest and leaned against Gu Qinghan's body, as if he was watching a play.

The scene in the mirror changed, and the outside of the mirror followed from the hut to the main hall on the first main mountain.

In the mirror, Shen Feibai frantically absorbs his cultivation base from Murong Bai's dantian, while outside the mirror, Murong Bai imitates the appearance inside, absorbing Shen Feibai's cultivation base into his hands little by little.

Dongxu fell to Huashen, Huashen fell to Nascent Soul, I don't know if Shen Feibai's talent is not high, even after absorbing so many cultivation bases, his own cultivation base barely reached the middle stage of Jindan from the late foundation establishment stage.

After the two time changes, Murong Bai's cultivation in the mirror dropped to the level of the early foundation establishment. His youthful and handsome appearance seemed to have aged several decades, his temples were gray, his smooth skin was replaced by vertical and horizontal wrinkles, and he was about to die.

Murong Xiaxuan's eyes widened, Koudan's nails dyed red were firmly pinched into her palms, she bit her lip, and barely stopped crying.

"Master Murong, the end is approaching, do you have any last words to say?" The young and energetic Shen Feibai threw Murong Bai on the ground, "Oh, by the way, is there any treasure hidden in Pixintan? I went to have a look last night, and the aura at the bottom of the Pixintan is much stronger than the outside, so I asked, is there any treasure from the Shaogu Sect inside?"

"do not know……"

"I don't know?" The man sneered, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, do you know what this is?"

He took out a pair of black refined Wannian black iron chains from the inner pocket of his jacket, his eyes were stained with madness, and said: "My father-in-law's spiritual roots and meridians are wasted if you don't use them, the bottom of the pool is full of spiritual energy , It’s a waste to dissipate every day, so I have to look at the corpse of my father-in-law.”

Then, the scene in the mirror turned into that after Murong Bai died, Shen Feibai sneaked into the mausoleum in the dark, brought the body to the Pixin Pool, sealed him to the bottom of the pool with the Wannian black iron chain, and completely sealed the body inside. The strong aura is sealed.

That is……

Gong Zhengyu squinted his eyes, focused his gaze on the turbulent and tranquil bottom of the pool, and exclaimed in astonishment: "The eyes of the array!"

On the four walls at the bottom of the pool, there are four round beads of the same material as the Water Moon Zun, presenting four directions respectively. The water waves are floating, and a circular wave of light formed by the four round beads refracting to the center can be vaguely seen.

If you don't look carefully, you will only think it is the shimmering light reflected.

The wave light in the shape of an arc is exactly the size of the Water Moon Zun, and the shimmering light on the side is very similar to the Tiangangdisha of the engraving machine on the Water Moon Zun!

Shen Feibai cut out a person-high groove on the pool wall, trapped Murong Bai in it, and after sealing it with layers of black iron chains, he drew a strange rune on the black iron with blood.

The body blocked the glow from a lake-blue jade bead, and the circular ripples in mid-air gradually dimmed. The surrounding aura wave caused the water to roll violently twice. Immediately afterwards, the aura was more than twice as dense as the outside world. It came to an abrupt end, and everything was sealed in the corpse.

He could continue to use the Devouring Nail to continuously extract cultivation bases from this dead man with excellent talent and pure spiritual roots for his own use.

The refined spiritual power will be [-] times easier to absorb than spiritual energy. Even with three-color miscellaneous spiritual roots, Shen Feibai has piled up step by step to the cultivation base that is now only two realms away from transcending tribulation and ascending.

In the end, the time in the mirror turned into the middle of the night a few days ago. The man in black hid his whereabouts, dug out the body that had been trapped with the black iron chain for more than sixty years, and put it in the mausoleum on the hill among.

Murong Xiaxuan bit her lip tightly, trembling all over, Shen Feibai did go out that night.

"Shen Feibai! I'll kill you!"

The scene around them suddenly changed again, and they fell into the water unexpectedly.