Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

There are no ugly people in Taoism.

Generally speaking, as long as a person's skin is fair and clean, and his facial features are correct, he is basically not ugly. Therefore, the aesthetic level of the entire Taoist cultivator is quite high. In addition to looking at the face, you also need to look at the figure and temperament.

Even in many cases, good looks are not as good as a unique temperament.

Zhao Chuguang, as a powerful man in the distraction period, has naturally seen many beauties.

Charming, pure, innocent, lovely...

But there is no beauty who has such a great impact on her.

Zhuo Zhuo is like a green lotus, and Wan Wan is like a bright moon.

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind.

She heard her heart speeding up suddenly, and the movement of the spiritual energy in her whole body accelerated a lot unconsciously. After a while, she recovered from the shock feeling like being hit by a huge wave, and her eyes were unnatural He turned to her shoulders, wet hair.

"Come here," she said.

Shen Zhaoxi obediently walked over.

She knelt on the edge of the bed, and when Zhao Chuguang stretched out her hand, she naturally leaned her head against it.

If it is in the world of comprehension, such a thing of handing over the key to others is absolutely impossible between people who are not very close.

Even knowing that Yun Duo is a mortal and doesn't have the consciousness to protect his lifeline, Zhao Chuguang's heartstrings still couldn't help trembling for her trust.

When teasing others' hearts, Shen Zhaoxi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with handing over the key points to others.

The monks in the distraction stage, even in this world where monks walk everywhere and Nascent Souls are as numerous as dogs, are still at the top of the pyramid.

Not to mention that her strength is only in the out-of-body stage, even in the distraction stage, a Shinto monk without believers can't beat a sword cultivator whose life is the sword.

Rather than arousing the vigilance of a high-ranking monk by being greedy for life and fear of death, it is better to be calm and generous.

The hand that held the sword all the year round was raised, and it took a while before it slowly fell to the steamy hair.

The slender but powerful fingers slowly inserted into the hair, and as she rubbed gently, a cloud of mist rose up, and Shen Zhaoxi's hair became dry and soft.

Because of practicing sword all the year round, her palm has a thick layer of callus, which is very rough.

Rubbing on Shen Zhaoxi's face, it hurt a little, but she moved lightly, and the itching actually made her feel a little comfortable. At the end of the human body dryer, she even narrowed her eyes.

It's an experience like never before.

The life in the palm of your hand is soft and fragile.

She is beautiful, well-behaved, and sensible.

After being roughly cleaned of the impurities in her body by the slough bone pill, although she is still a mortal, her skin is as delicate and smooth as suet white jade, soft and elastic.

This is her apprentice.

Zhao Chuguang ran his fingers through the ends of his hair, and as the last bit of hair dried, his eyes fell on Shen Zhaoxi's face again.

The girl leaning on her knees closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long and thin, casting a thin shadow on her lower eyelid.

The delicate and small bridge of the nose looks like a fine work of art, and the full lips are a cherry-like red, and even a lip bead can be seen.

Fingers unconsciously pressed the plump lips, revealing the shell-like teeth inside, as if dreaming of something delicious in a dream, the girl opened her mouth and sucked her fingers in, Zhao Chuguang only felt something moist and soft Passing her fingertips, she withdrew her hand as if she had been frightened.

There was still a little moisture left on the fingertips, and when she looked at the water, her heart beat like a drum.

Is this how it feels to raise an apprentice?

Like a ghost, she licked her fingertips, and seemed to be able to taste the remaining sweetness on them.

……

Shen Zhaoxi didn't sleep well this time.

Although Gu Wuzheng's gifts are all voluntary, but in the end it is a gift of one person's soul power to another, which will inevitably bring about some negative effects.

For example, dreams.

When traveling to every world in the past, although Shen Zhaoxi would also accept the memory of believers, it was like watching a movie, standing in the perspective of a third party, flipping through it in a hurry, getting a general idea, and being able to complete the task, even if it is because of The intensity of certain emotions had taken its toll on her, and it was easy to get rid of it.

But this time is different.

In the dream, there was no Shen Zhaoxi, only Gu Wuzheng.

If he didn't know that Gu Wuzheng was willing to give everything to him, Shen Zhaoxi almost thought that she was here to take him away.

The sky is full of blood, familiar faces, and eyes that are dying.

"no no……"

"do not go……"

"Don't die, please..."

Zhao Chuguang, who was very sensitive to the environment, woke up with a start, and saw her apprentice lying on the bed, sweating profusely, dancing with hands and feet as if trying to grab something.

She remembered what the owner of the tea shop said, "...no father and no mother...the old hunter is dead..." After all, he was a child, no matter how mature and calm he looked, he suddenly lost his family and was told to cultivate immortality. I'm afraid I'm afraid too.

Zhao Chuguang had no experience in coaxing his apprentices. He watched Shen Zhaoxi sing a one-man show for a long time with his eyes closed, and finally stood up, sat by her bed, grabbed her hand waving everywhere, and patted it stiffly. Her quilt, said: "Don't be afraid, the teacher is here... the teacher will not leave..."

The girl cried and begged: "Don't die..."

Zhao Chuguang said: "I will not die."

After being assured, the girl's expression gradually became calm, but she just grabbed Zhao Chuguang's hand, but did not let go.

Zhao Chuguang thought for a while, retracted his legs, and lay down next to her, imitating the appearance of a peasant woman coaxing a child he had seen before, and patted Shen Zhaoxi's body lightly.

With his eyes closed, Zhao Chuguang, who originally planned to lie down with his apprentice for a while, finally couldn't get over his drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.

Although monks can use practice to replace part of sleep, they cannot completely replace it.

After her breathing calmed down, the girl who was comforted by her suddenly opened her eyes.

Born in the battlefield, and having lived in the last days for so many years, what Shen Chaoxi learned best is probably vigilance.

Even though Zhao Chuguang has already slowed down his steps and restrained his breath, relying on her strength in the distraction period, as long as she approaches Shen Chaoxi, the latter will sound a danger alarm in her heart, regardless of whether she intends to kill or not, this is a kind of Shinto monk Innate sensitivity to the environment.

But on the other hand, when she opened her eyes at this time, she was not afraid of attracting Zhao Chuguang's attention.

Some monks often say that the world is not benevolent and treats all things as straw dogs to practice the ruthless way, but in fact, the only monks who can truly treat everything in the world as straw dogs are those who were born in the human race, but are different from the human race. Shinto monk.

The way she looked at Zhao Chuguang was no different from how she looked at a stone or a leaf, so naturally it would not arouse the vigilance of the monks in the distraction period.

Zhao Chuguang is undoubtedly good-looking.

But this kind of good looks is aloof, cold and haughty good looks.

She was lying beside Shen Zhaoxi, and Shen Zhaoxi could feel the chill coming from her bones. In this not too hot weather, it was really freezing.

but……

Shen Zhaoxi moved closer to her lips and took a breath carefully.

This kind of high-level monk is simply a large-scale power bank for walking. As long as he takes a sip, countless pure energy will pour into his body.

Shen Zhaoxi feels that she is a bit like a monster from Liaozhai Yizhi who sucks the energy of scholars, but she really has no other way.

Gu Wuzheng's soul was scattered, and the body left to her was not much better. For a long time after escaping from the Tianyuan Gate, Shen Chaoxi relied on the ability of a Shinto monk to circle around in the mountains, relying on some people who did not have a powerful spirit The spirit flowers and grasses guarded by the beasts continue their lives. When it is really desperate, they have to be ashamed and ask some spirit beasts that protect the fairy grasses for some elixir. .

When inhaling, Shen Zhaoxi accidentally touched Zhao Chuguang's lips.

Just like the hand she put on Shen Zhaoxi's waist during the day, her lips were also cold.

Shen Zhaoxi frowned, the aura of ice made her a little uncomfortable, but it was better than nothing.

Taking the stolen essence into the body, slowly running the exercises, and began to repair the body, Shen Zhaoxi closed his eyes again.

As long as Zhao Chuguang doesn't intentionally use his consciousness to scan her body, she will be an ordinary person without any aura outside.

The tranquility of the long night was interrupted by a shrill scream.

Zhao Chuguang opened his eyes when the cry sounded. Seeing that Shen Zhaoxi was still sleeping, he picked him up without saying a word, opened the window and jumped out.

The flying sword landed directly at her feet, and rushed towards the sound of screaming. She looked at the devilish energy not far away, her face darkened and terrifying.

Blown by the wind, Shen Zhaoxi also opened his eyes. After seeing the environment clearly, he subconsciously tightened the hem of Zhao Chuguang's clothes, looking a little scared.

"Where are we going?"

Zhao Chuguang said: "A demon cultivator appeared in the city."

"Devil Xiu?" Shen Zhaoxi bit her lips, showing the ignorance of a mortal woman in a timely manner, "Is it the kind of big devil who does all kinds of evil in the storybook?"

"Almost, the demon cultivator is a depraved monk. Although you have not entered the Taoist sect, since you have accepted me as your teacher, I will teach you well. There is no shortcut to cultivation. Only the cultivation base stepped on step by step is your own. If you are greedy for merit and eager for success, so that you become obsessed, don't blame me for cleaning up the master's school and destroying relatives righteously."

Her tone was a bit harsh, Shen Zhaoxi trembled, and said in a low voice: "I will definitely listen to Master, I dare not."

Zhao Chuguang patted the head of the new apprentice, thinking that she was really well-behaved and obedient.

My heart suddenly softened.

His tone also softened, "I know you are cute, I just want to tell you something first."

Shen Zhaoxi: "Yes."

Zhao Chuguang was not the only one who rushed towards the screaming Daoxiu.

Swords are not allowed in the city. Except for her who is in the distraction period and has this privilege, everyone else has come rushing all the way.

The source of the screams was a mansion. Zhao Chuguang flew above with Shen Chaoxi Yujian, watching several monks climb over the wall and jump in.

Shen Zhaoxi asked curiously, "Shouldn't we go in and have a look?"

"Don't worry." As a monk in the distraction stage, Zhao Chuguang hasn't reached the point where she has to do everything herself. If she hadn't accepted a new apprentice, she might not even rush over today. "The main thing is to bring you over to see."