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Chapter 327 Master is always too heartless (1)

The Ten Thousand Ghosts of the Demon Realm is filled with black mist all year round, and the majestic and majestic Demon Palace is surrounded by layers of ghostly aura.

Withered vines entangle the decaying trunks of thousands of years, bloodthirsty flowers comfortably stretch their fat leaves in the bubbling pool of blood, dense bones are hidden in the unfathomable pool of blood.

The strong smell of blood rushed into his breath violently, Xi Ning subconsciously stepped back, and crashed into a cold and hard embrace.

"Master, are you scared?" A pleasant voice fell to his ears, and his cold fingers gently pinched Xi Ning's small chin.

In front of him was bubbling blood, and behind him were fragments of the little master god who didn't know the details.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Xi Ning closed his eyes in pain, trying to pull out a little bit of memory about this plane from his vast sea of ​​consciousness, but after thinking about it for a long time, it was still not clear.

Like a mirror separated by mist, hazy.

Just when Xi Ning wanted to ask Fugui for help, the man behind him suddenly snorted impatiently, and then forced her face away.

The four eyes met each other, the man's dark as stars' pupils were slightly rippling, the red mark between his brows was coquettish and gorgeous, and the curved lips were full of jokes.

"Master, why is he looking at me with such ignorant eyes? Did he forget who I am?"

The cold fingertips were like the body of a poisonous snake, caressing her chin affectionately.

The man's breath was getting closer and closer, full of obvious malice.

"Master, if you forget who I am..." His voice paused slightly, as if deliberately tantalizing, and his smile became colder and colder.

The slender fingers touching his chin parted suddenly, and grabbed the neck of the person in his arms without showing any reaction.

The neck is slender, with soft lines and extremely fragile.

Xi Ning: "!"

She instinctively grabbed the man's slender and cold fingers, trying to save her neck.

The man's jet-black hair hung down on the side of Xi Ning's face, his bright red lips pressed against her ear, his voice was low and deep, and the breath he exhaled was like a snake licking her cochlea.

"Tu'er will be angry."

As soon as the words fell, the big hand pinching her throat suddenly tightened.

Xi Ning was strangled almost to the sky.

But the man didn't seem to want her to die like this.

Torment is the same.

When she was pinched to the brink of death, the fingers were loosened to let her breathe, and then when she thought she was alive after the catastrophe, they were tightened again.

After repeating this six or seven times, half of Xi Ning's life was tossed away.

The woman with cold brows and frosty face fainted softly in his arms, her brows were furrowed, her lips were tightly pursed, as if she was experiencing inhuman torture in her dream.

"Master, you're finally back..." The man's eyes were smudged with ink, and the shadows and madness hidden in the bottom of his eyes, he looked obsessively at the lonely and cold woman in his arms, and the expression on his face was almost crazy.

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In his sleep, countless memory fragments came one after another.

The pink and jade-carved milk dumplings and the handsome young man kept flashing in front of his eyes, completely pulling Xi Ning into the abyss of memories.

Mysterious Shadow Sect, Worry-free Peak.

In the quiet depths of the bamboo forest, under the elegant and simple bamboo shed, a man and a woman are sitting opposite each other. On the wooden table between them is a set of fine bone china teacups.

The fragrance of tea is curling up, and the heat is dense.

The middle-aged man with a sense of demeanor raised his teacup and took a sip.

He looked hesitant, and there was a hint of struggle in his eyes.

"Senior brother, you can speak directly." Xi Ning picked up the teapot and filled the teacup for senior brother, with a calm face and a calm voice.

Facing the super-mortal and refined little junior sister, Gu Fuzhou really had a hard time opening his mouth, but the sect's plan must not be delayed. He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Junior sister has been stuck in Huashen Dzogchen for a hundred years, right?"

Xi Ning was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect that Gu Fuzhou came here for cultivation, after a short pause, he nodded slightly.

She is an ice-type alien spirit root with outstanding aptitude, so she has practiced for a long time, and she is already a Nascent Soul Dzogchen within a hundred years. She broke through the Nascent Soul at the age of 120, advanced into a god, and became a well-known immortal in the cultivation world.

But after she advanced into the God Transformation, she entered the bottleneck period. It has been 200 years, but she has not broken through the Great Perfection of the God Transformation.

Although the matter of cultivating immortals is against the sky, you have to do it slowly, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you are easy to fall into evil ways, but no one has ascended to the ascension in the world of cultivation for nearly a thousand years, so whoever can break through the gods first and step into the Mahayana, that person The sect he belongs to can be promoted to become the first sect in one fell swoop.

For this reason, the major sects tried their best to devote all the resources of the entire sect to those monks who were stuck in Huashen, all wanting to take the first step and occupy the position of the first sect.

The cultivators are not obsessed with cultivation, but instead practice comparisons, which is closely related to the fact that no one has ascended to the top in the cultivation world for thousands of years.

These sects who study comparisons don't know what's going on, but Xi Ning, who holds the world line in his hand, has a heart like a mirror.

The monks absorb the aura of heaven and earth into their bodies for cultivation. First, they exercise their bodies to enhance their own quality, and then they introduce the energy into their bodies, build the foundation and bigu, and formally embark on the road of practice.

There are three realms of foundation building, the initial stage of foundation building, the middle stage of foundation building, and the great completion of foundation building.

When the Foundation Establishment is completed, monks need to form alchemy, and when they enter the golden elixir stage, monks will transcend the aging of mortals, their appearance will last forever, and their life span will be extended to 300 years.

The golden core is harmonious, and the advanced Nascent Soul.Nascent Soul monks can rejuvenate, change their appearance, and increase their lifespan by 800 years.

The advanced stage of Yuanying is to transform into a god, and the life span of a monk who transforms into a god is increased by 1000 years, and the soul can be separated from the body.

After that is the realm that is close to Feisheng, Mahayana.A Mahayana monk, who ascended to immortality in half a step, experienced the catastrophe of heart demons, baptized by eighty thunder tribulations, reborn and ascended to immortality.

Every step of a monk's promotion is inseparable from his state of mind, aptitude, and aura, all of which are indispensable.

And the world of cultivation has no shortage of good seedlings with high talents, nor people with transparent hearts like a mirror, what is lacking is the aura that can make monks advance.

The last venerable Jihui, who ascended to immortality, aroused the aura of heaven and earth during his ascension, and took half of the aura of the cultivation world away!
Thousands of years have not fully repaired the depleted spiritual energy in the cultivation world, except for the continuous emergence of monks, there is also the reason of destiny.

There will be a catastrophe in the world of self-cultivation, and only the man of destiny can lead the monks through this catastrophe. After the catastrophe, the spiritual energy of the world will be rejuvenated, and the world of self-cultivation will also enter a golden age.

This catastrophe is a trial brought by heaven to the little Lord God.

But it has nothing to do with Xi Ning.

Xi Ning's mission is to scum him.

"...Junior Sister, I know you are upright and cannot tolerate discord, but the future of the sect must not be ignored." Gu Fuzhou hesitated to introduce the following.

Xi Ning looked up at him.

"Three days ago, I picked up a three-year-old child in Xihuangze. After searching with my spiritual sense, I found that he is a unique body of Tianyuan!" Although he was hesitant, when Gu Fuzhou talked about this, his eyes shone brightly. It's hard to hide, the excitement is beyond words.

The body of Tianyuan is extremely rare.People who have the body of Tianyuan, although their practice is slow, but as long as they cultivate to Yuanying, others can cultivate together with them, they can nourish the spiritual energy and improve their cultivation.There are even rumors that if a monk who is trapped in Dzogchen practices with him, he can break through the realm and advance to the next realm.

It's just that, if a monk who is higher than the level of monks of the Tianyuan body monks cultivates with him, the owner of the Tianyuan body will have no cultivation base, become a useless person, and can no longer embark on the road of cultivation.

In these years, in order to sit on the throne of the first sect in the cultivation world, all kinds of shady methods have been used in an endless stream. If it is not for the fact that the body of Tianyuan is one of a kind, people with this physique will never end. It will be better.

The following words, even if Gu Fuzhou didn't say anything, Xi Ning understood.

Gu Fuzhou wants Xi Ning to cultivate this child, and then when he cultivates into a Nascent Soul, he will double cultivate with him, break through the transformation of the gods, and enter the Mahayana.

Such evil things are commonplace in today's cultivation world.

But this kind of thing has fatal consequences.

This consequence, only the monks who have experienced the calamity of the heart demon know, the monks who have used evil methods to improve their cultivation will bring the road of immortality and ascension to an end.

(End of this chapter)