Do you think I am willing to become a Nascent Soul?

It has been half an hour since the person left, Mu Ning mobilized his spiritual power crazily, swallowed the pill, but still failed to restore his body to the point where he could stand up.

That's the person who prepared the pills for his ascension during the Tribulation Period, and his cultivation level during the Tribulation Period, even... even if he recovered to the heyday, he couldn't catch up at all! !

Damn it, why don't I practice hard! !

Mu Ning struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes full of despair.

No, absolutely can't just give up!I still... I haven't told him my heart yet!I haven't... not been able to show that person the strongest!

He wobbled on the cloud and flew towards the Zongmen. There must be someone in the Zongmen, someone must be able to bring my Nascent Soul back! !

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After the translucent half-spirit in Baixu Mountain kicked all three of them out, he went back tremblingly to return to his command.He stood in front of the huge building, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door lightly three times.

If An Zejun was here, even with his experience.You will still be stunned by the huge castle like a town in front of you.

This is simply a royal palace, as if it was moved out of an ancient European picture album, filled with an ancient atmosphere, Half Spirit was only lucky enough to enter once, and the castle is full of photos of a person.

The master's other subordinates said that the master was so narcissistic that he stared at his own photo without saying a word all day long.No, he knew that the person in the photo was not the master, and it was precisely because he could see this that he was lucky enough to follow the master, and a little benefit leaked from the master's fingers would make him feel better for thousands of years.

"Master, the matter is settled." He kept rubbing his hands together, trying to relieve his tension, but it didn't work.

"Then what are you doing back here?" The cold voice was surrounded by 3D stereo sound, coming from all directions.

"No...Aren't you coming back to report?" He raised his head and saw the vague figure at the upstairs window from a distance.

"Is there anything in this world that I don't know?" The figure seemed to look back at him, and the sun shone on his white hair, shining like water.

"Oh... oh. What else does the master order?" He quickly lowered his head, for fear of being blamed by the master. Why is the master not in a good mood today?

"Someone moved my world strings, those brainless people from the Space-Time Bureau, after a while, they felt that I was going to die, and they had to make something happen. If the bug wants to die, it depends on whether I am in the mood to step on it!" Hearing the master's anger, Leng suddenly felt the voice was right next to his ears, and when he raised his head suddenly, he found that he had been placed in the room by the master, which made him tremble like a sieve.

"Then just destroy the time bureau!" For the first time someone dared to answer the master's words, Ban Ling looked up and was startled for more than 30 times.

It was a person between a teenager and a young man, with long hair that dragged the floor and the ends were slightly blue, and his golden eyes were half-closed.Lazily slumped on the sofa where the owner often sits, like a dozing lion.

Half Spirit: Emma!This man looks like a thief to his master!Shouldn't it be a son?

"Don't worry, it's still a long time." The cold voice was a little gloomy, and then quietly took the castle and left this world.

Leave only one half-spirit.

"You wait here for my next order."

"Yes!"

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An Zejun was caught by the old man (Gargamel's style of grasping) and returned to the old man's house where he picked up the trash.

This place is simply a garbage dump in the cultivation world, but for monks below the Mahayana level, this place is a treasure house, where the old man piles up all the treasures, medicines and weapons that he has either found or stolen.I didn't even bother to put it in the savings ring or storage space.

Fortunately, these things don't have any strange smell, otherwise An Zejun would not have to think about running away now, and would be led directly by the smoked dog.

The old man didn't care about An Zejun at all, after all, it was just a Nascent Soul, even if he made flowers, he couldn't escape.So the old man excitedly went over to prepare the alchemy furnace, and rummaged through the trash to find the elixir he needed.

An Zejun was sneaky (that is, he thought that this place was shrouded in the spiritual consciousness of the Transcending Tribulation Period, and there was nowhere to hide.) He ate some medicinal materials into his stomach, and in Yuanying as the furnace of the Samadhi real fire. Under the action, according to An Zejun's will, several special pills were refined.

"Jie ha ha ha, don't you think you can run out?! What do you think you are! Can you run out of my hands?" The old man had already discovered that this little thing was refining elixir, so he watched the excitement happily , and after the pill was completed, he didn't find out what kind of pill it was, so he understood that this little thing might still want to run away.

An Zejun: What the hell are you? Your account is full of stuff!

"Run out? What am I doing running out? Can I have so many treasures with that Nascent Soul cultivator? If I refine the Tribulation Pill together with you, I might even become the Tribulation Elimination Spirit!" An Zejun said. The flattering tone and the expression of 'I'll follow you from now on' were vividly expressed on Yuan Ying's delicate face.

"Hahaha, you're a little savvy, if you become a tribulation pill spirit and help me ascend, then you will become an elixir directly! No loss, no loss." The old man laughed indifferently. In front of you, I don't care about your conspiracy at all.

This was originally the normal direction.

But the Nascent Soul in front of him is An Zejun, not only has an extraordinary mind, but also has a remarkable background.

"That's not right, I've wanted to kick that kind of Nascent Soul cultivator who doesn't want to make progress, do you think I'm willing to become a Nascent Soul? It's not good for me to become a soul, and I was born to be a Nascent Soul, so angry Me too." An Zejun hopped his feet angrily, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

He was more worried about Mu Ning's injury than escaping from this tribulation period.He was shattered by this old immortal's blow, and the Nascent Soul was taken away. If someone shot at him, what would he do?What if something happened... No, no, no, it would be considered an accident if he was beaten like that, the worst thing is that the two of them died together, and he was still alive, so Mu Ning probably didn't meet any more enemies.

He tried his best to show that he was going to hang out with this old man and keep a distance from Yuanying for the sake of a better tomorrow and future, but he was actually thinking of a way to leave.

This is not an open hook, his hook has never been turned off from the beginning to the end.The young man once taught him the method of escaping from his body without disturbing Mu Ning (it was originally to teach him to escape from a closed illusion, and told him that it is common in this world).What is the relationship between Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul Master?Breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, the mind of the Nascent Soul is the soul of the Nascent Soul Lord. It may be considered a simple matter for a young man to easily separate a person's soul from his body.He can even easily stuff him into a powerful realm of comprehension, and the consciousness of this world has never refuted it, so there is nothing to worry about what he said is universal in this realm.

Two important things now: one is that he doesn't know where this is, and the other is that he doesn't know where the water cut-off gate is.So even if he escaped, he had nowhere to go.

It's better to hang out with this old man to see if he can get some information about the water-breaking gate.

"That kid is just a little disciple of Duanshuimen, even the peak masters of Duanshuimen can't catch up here." The old man is very conceited. Although he has unparalleled strength, he still underestimates a living soul. Baby.

"I just knew that the water-breaking gate is just a frog in the well, how can it be compared with the monks in the tribulation period!" An Zejun said excitedly.The plan is about to succeed.

"That's natural. Even if he is the most capable sect in the entire Eastern Continent, it doesn't matter. I am located in Hanhe City on the southwest border, and they can't find it even if they try to find it! Jiehahahahaha..."

Sure enough, the old man was only good at his strength but not his mind, maybe he didn't believe that An Zejun could run away at all, so he couldn't be more relieved.

This is the southwest, as long as you come out from here and reach the East Continent with the hidden breath, you can find the water-breaking gate.So now it's time to get a means of transportation from the old man, even if it's just a new idea.

"I think so, even if he can find it, so what? There are so many magic weapons here, and any one of them can beat the shit out of them, and then use the magic weapon to evacuate their sect!" An Zejun's voice became more and more Excited, as if I was really ready to do this.

There is also some excitement in the old man's eyes, not the excitement of getting so many treasures. There are so many treasures here, so there is no need to grab anything else. He is just interested in seeing the despair on the faces of thousands of people Just a special hobby.

"Jiehehehehe, then at this time, you have to use this." The old man took out a shuttle from his ring, showed it to An Zejun and said, "This time and space shuttle, but get up and run quickly." Even Sanxian can't catch up."

This shuttle is no bigger than a palm, white and smooth, like high-grade ceramics, with only a few flowing cloud patterns on it, but seeing how rare this old man took it out of the ring, it might be a treasure that even the tribulation period would be reluctant to part with.

His cultivation is probably unreal.

The basis for An Zejun's point of view is very simple. First, the old man is not completely relieved when talking about the water-breaking gate, but because the water-breaking gate cannot be found at all, so don't worry. Second, he pays more attention to speed when it comes to magic tools.As the saying goes, if you can't beat it, you can escape it. Let me ask you in this world, how many people can keep the cultivators who escaped with all their strength.

Well now it's complete.

As an old man who was able to pass through the tribulation period (by knocking out medicine), he never thought why a mere Nascent Soul would have the speed to break through the sky, and even pass through the numerous barriers and restrictions he had set up to escape. Without a trace, in just one breath, the aura of the space-time shuttle disappeared into his consciousness. The consciousness of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage is as big as a continent. What kind of Nascent Soul is this? !He even took away most of the treasures in the room.

"To the ends of the earth, I would rather not use the Tribulation Pill! You will also be destroyed! Your soul will be scattered!" The old man's furious roar could no longer reach An Zejun's ears. He flew thousands of miles away in an instant with this space-time shuttle , as fast as walking directly on the map.

It's just so cool.

He was not so sure about his speed at first, he just had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but when he started, the stone that had been quietly between his eyebrows suddenly gave him huge strength, allowing him to move from the old man in an instant. The so-called Southwest escaped.

He flew all afternoon, and really felt that the old man couldn't catch up, so he took out the mud monkey, landed on the ground, and asked about the East Continent's broken water gate.

It took Mu Ning two full days, even at the expense of his real energy, to return to the sect. He fell down at the gate of the sect covered in blood, and was found by wandering disciples, who took him back in horror.

When he woke up, another day had passed.

"My dear student! Who is it that is so cruel to you! Where is your Nascent Soul? Could it be that you were seriously injured just because you took your Nascent Soul?!" Venerable Zitong stared at his bedside for a whole day, and now His eyes were red and he was furious.

"That's right! Master! That person's cultivation level during the tribulation period, I...I have no power to fight back..." Mu Ning sat up, thinking about this, and then ruthlessly hammered his scarred leg, "I'm cultivated. I don't care, what should I do if something happens to the Nascent Soul?" Mu Ning looked up at Master with sadness in his eyes.

Venerable Zitong was also heartbroken. When did he, a good disciple, show such a helpless look.

"It's just a tribulation! I'm afraid he will do something! Your ancestor is a loose immortal of the Seven Tribulations, and you can't deal with him for a period of transcending the tribulation! I will send a sound transmission to your ancestor! In half a day, he will definitely come back!" Zi Tongzun Angrily, he rummaged through the savings ring for the jade plaque left by the master, when there was a sudden quarrel outside.

"I've said it all! You can't go in! Why don't you listen! Oh!?"

"Wait for you to report one by one, the day lily is cold! Open it!" The closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a slender figure walked towards Mu Ning's bed with the light behind him.Mu Ning was dumbfounded, stumbled up from the bed, and walked towards the young man.Venerable Zitong was a little confused, or he had never seen such an expression on his disciples.

An expression that fiercely wrote on his face the rest of his life after the catastrophe and his recovery.

"Can you be useful! Can't you protect me?! I was kidnapped and I have to walk back by myself..." An Zejun tugged on Mu Ning's collar, and before he could finish speaking, it was cut off at In the heavy embrace of the youth.

"...you're back...you're really back..." The voice was choked with sobs.

"Ah... yes, I'm back."