The Cultivation Genius In City

"Zhuoma?"

Xia Yanran heard Chu fan's cry and couldn't help running to her. Seeing the girl picked up by Kong Qingqing, she was surprised and said, "it's really you. How can you be here?"

"Sister Yanran!" Zhuoma screamed sadly, plunged into Xia Yanran's arms and burst into tears.

She's just a college girl in her early twenties. When did she experience this? In particular, the terrible giant snake scared her to death.

Under Xia Yanran's persuasion, Zhuoma finally stopped crying for a long time and told the story in detail.

Speaking of it, it had to start after Chu fan and Xia Yanran came back from India.

They found the Buddha relic in India, were chased and killed, crossed the Himalayas from gantok and returned to China. It was in the Tibetan residential area at the northern foot of the Himalayas that Chu fan met Dorje, who lived on grazing, and his sister Zhuoma.

Dorje's hospitality and Zhuoma's diligence and kindness left a deep impression on Chu fan. At the entreaty of their brothers and sisters, Chu fan exterminated the reincarnation of Vishnu, the king of Brahma, and eliminated a great disaster for the grazing Tibetans.

Afterwards, Chu fan destroyed King Borneo's Mausoleum and left the Tibetan residential area. I thought it was over, but then a powerful big Lama in red led people to the Tibetan residential area and asked many Tibetans to help him dig the tomb of King Brahma.

These Tibetans live on grazing and graze a lot of cattle and sheep every day. How can they have time to earn extra money? Don't mention that the price given by the Dalai Lama is not high. Even if it is higher, they can't give up their livestock and work to earn those hard money.

However, in the herdsmen's hearts, the Lama's status is very noble. Moreover, the great Lama in red also treats all kinds of pain for the herdsmen free of charge, disseminates teachings, affects the herdsmen with sincerity and kindness, and allows the herdsmen to help him willingly to dig the collapsed imperial tombs.

Zouma, Dorje's sister, was chosen by the great Lama in red as his disciple because of her intelligence and sweet and lovely appearance. She was brought back to the sect and carefully trained. In just a few months, Zouma grew from an ordinary person to a strong person in seven places.

"Zhuoma, the sect you worship is the blood knife sect founded by the ancestor of Tibetan blood devil?" Xia Yanran asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's the blood knife door." Zhuoma said, picking up a delicate blood colored machete from the place where she fell before and handing it to Chu fan, "here, this is the unique blood knife of the blood knife door. My master gave it to me and asked me to soak it in blood every day. He said it can make the blood knife more spiritual and powerful."

Chu fan took the blood knife, frowned and asked, "your master wants you to soak it in blood every day?"

"Yes!" Zhuoma said cheerfully, "I feel that this method is really good. Some incoherent moves will be much more coherent when they are displayed with a blood knife. The master said that I am the most talented and fastest progress among many martial sisters."

"Silly girl, you have stepped into the gate of hell with one foot." Chu fan glared at Zhuoma. I'm afraid you can't even cry when you break through the sky.

Xia Yanran also asked curiously, "Chu fan, what do you mean by this? Is there any problem with this blood knife?"

"There is not only a problem, but also a very big problem."

Chu fan held the handle of the blood knife and shouted, "you all step back, especially Zhuoma, and stare at it."

Zhuoma still disagreed, but Xia Yanran was like a great enemy. She grabbed Zhuoma's hand and stepped back several steps to Su Yuan's side. Then he saw Chu fan stretch out two fingers and slowly erase them from the handle to the tip of the sword.

Chu fan's two fingers spewed out a pillar of fire and fiercely roasted the body of the blood knife. In just two seconds, the blood knife gave a clear clang and shook violently, as if it were a living body.

Zhuoma's body was also trembling slightly, her face was pale, as if she had been burned by the fire, and she was sweating all over, but she gritted her teeth and stared at the blood knife in Chu fan's hand without blinking.

When Chu fan's finger touched two-thirds of the blade, a blood light suddenly ran out of the blood knife and fled in a hurry. However, Chu fan was ready. At the moment when the blood light appeared, he shouted, "be determined!"

Suddenly, the blood light slammed, as if it had hit the glass and was bounced back. At this time, the people saw that Xueguang was a reduced version of a man with clear eyebrows and eyes. He looked about forty or fifty years old, bald and kind.

However, when he opened his eyes, a fierce spirit swept in, and the original expression of kindness and kindness disappeared. His eyes were scarlet and fiercely stared at Chu fan, just like an enraged Beast that would rush up at any time and tear Chu fan to pieces.

"Master?" Zhuoma shouted in surprise. She wanted to come forward, but she was dragged back by Xia Yanran.

"Don't go there, don't you see? It's a resentful spirit, a powerful resentful spirit who grew up by sucking your blood." Xia Yanran's face was dignified, and she was afraid, "it's too evil. How can someone harm her apprentice?"

Chu Fan said coldly, "he takes Zhuoma as an apprentice at all."

"No, it's not." Zhuoma still refused to accept the reality and said in a trembling voice, "my master is very kind to me. How can he hurt me? Why did he hurt me?"

"In the world, there is no hatred or love for no reason."

Chu Fan said lightly, "if you think about it carefully, are there women over 30 years old in your blood knife door?"

Zhuoma was stunned and said in surprise for a long time: "there are indeed many young and beautiful female disciples in the blood knife sect. As you said, none of them is over 30 years old. But why?"

"Why? Hum!"

Chu fan pointed to the imprisoned spirit and hummed, "just because of him!"

Zhuoma didn't understand: "my master is living well. How can there be his soul in the blood knife? It's illogical."

"Well, let me explain."

Kong Qingqing went to Chu fan, pointed to the complaining spirits who bumped around like headless flies, and said, "he is a soul seed planted by your master in the blood knife."

"Soul seed?" Zhuoma was confused. Can the soul also sow?

"You can understand that, too."

Kong Qingqing understood Zhuoma's thought and said lightly, "your master planted the soul seed and watered and fed it with your blood. Once you break through the heaven, his soul seed will mature."

Zhuoma felt a little scared and asked in a trembling voice, "then?"

"Then, he will forcibly occupy your body and use your blood to recover the soul with abundant soul power." Kong Qingqing said positively, "fundamentally, this complaining spirit is a part of his soul, but it also has your blood. Therefore, he must destroy you in order to completely devour the soul seed and expand himself."

Chu fan added: "simply put, he doesn't regard you as an apprentice at all, but a cauldron furnace for strengthening his cultivation. You know why there are no women over 30 in your blood knife sect? Because these women are cauldrons. Before they reach 30, they will become sacrifices and devote their life, soul and chastity to their masters, including you."

Zhuoma was stunned and stared at the complaining spirit. She really couldn't believe that a kind teacher who cared for herself would be as evil as Chu Fan said. However, the facts were all in front of her, and she couldn't believe it.

Subconsciously, she was more willing to believe Chu fan, otherwise, if someone told her this, she would spit on his face.

Then, Chu fan opened the prison. When the complaining spirit was about to escape, he grabbed the complaining spirit, and the fire of yin and spirit spewed out in the palm of his hand. It took only about ten seconds to erase the negative emotions in the complaining spirit, leaving only a nearly transparent soul energy without any emotions.

"Eat it, it's the soul energy you got pregnant with blood." Chu fan handed it to Zhuoma. Zhuoma was startled and waved back, but Chu fan didn't give her a chance to resist at all. He stepped forward, grabbed her little mouth and patted the soul energy in.

"Gollum!"

Zhuoma swallowed and suddenly shook herself. She quickly sat cross legged on the ground and began to practice.

This is a good time. With good luck, she may be able to directly break through the heaven and be at the same level as Xia Yanran. Although the skill of the blood Sabre sect is a little evil, the speed of cultivating disciples is not generally fast.

Kong Qingqing went over, pulled out the dragon soul sword, dug out an internal pill from the giant snake and said, "this is a hook snake monster. If you really want to fight, the strong in heaven is not necessarily its opponent."

"Zhuoma is really lucky to survive." Xia Yanran said with lingering fear.

Chu fan used to collect the body of the hook snake into the bone tower space, and then asked, "Qingqing, how far is it from the Tiankeng?"

"Er... It's about half an hour's walk." Kong Qingqing pointed to the front right, "it's over there, but if we want to go over, we have to go around here."

"Have a rest. We'll go when Zhuoma wakes up." Chu fan orders and sits down next to Zhuoma, frowning and thinking hard.

Along the way, I met a fierce wind leopard and a ferocious hook snake. They were all the lowest level monsters and could not even turn into human shapes. However, almost every demon family in Kunlun fairyland can turn into human form. What's the matter?

"Don't you understand?" Kong Qingqing sat down beside him and said with a smile. "In fact, for the demon family, transforming human form is the most basic ability. Every demon family is born and will learn the art of transforming form from their parents. However, each demon family can only transform once in its life, and once it succeeds, its appearance will be fixed and can't be changed."

"The monsters here can't change shape. There's only one possibility," Kong Qingqing said in a deep voice. "They have just evolved into monsters, and they don't inherit and don't know the art of changing shape at all."