The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Shen Huaian is looking for the opportunity to return, and on the other side, Mo Nanke is not idle.He sat on the ground and quickly recovered his spiritual power, surrounded by disciples of Supreme Sect.They are protecting Mo Nanke silently.Although they knew that their cultivation base was meager in front of their ancestors, but as disciples of the Supreme Sect, they always wanted to do something for their ancestors.

Mo Nanke meditated for about half an hour, and the spiritual power in the inner mansion naturally increased with his breathing. Usually, he didn't need to absorb it deliberately, he could naturally draw the surrounding water spiritual energy, and automatically in the lungs and veins The water condenses into ice.But now, Mo Nanke intends to absorb it, and the spiritual power around him rushes towards him as if attracted by something, and Mo Nanke's already very broad tendons naturally absorb it all.

After half an hour, he finally felt a little better, the empty inner mansion began to condense some of the coldness he was used to, and this coldness made him sober.

Mo Nanke knew that he didn't have much time to waste.The longer he delays, the more dangers his little apprentice may encounter in the unknown space.

What Mo Nanke didn't know was that this place is not that place.The passage of time is different. For him, half an hour may be thousands of years of vicissitudes for Shen Huai'an.

It has been 800 years since Shen Huaian came here. What is 800 years? 800 years is enough time for the little Taoist priests to grow into the ancestors of Dujie.It is also enough years for Shen Huai'an to fully materialize himself and realize the transformation between soul and entity.

If this thought is not extinguished, if this heart is not extinguished, there will be no death or injury.

It's not that Shen Huai'an himself is arrogant, he once deliberately got close to Patriarch Qingxiao when he was dancing the sword.Putting his hand under Patriarch Qingxiao's sword, the long sword fell mercilessly, chopping off his hand.However, when Shen Huaian had a thought, the hand would grow back obediently on his wrist.

Shen Huai'an was vaguely anxious, but he also knew that some things should not be rushed.So he has been closely watching the cultivation of the little Taoist priest, and waited for 800 years before he finally hoped that the little Taoist priest had reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

Everyone in the world knows that Taoist Qingxiao is amazingly beautiful, and he can touch the tribulation in just ten thousand years.However, when Taoist Qingxiao's apprentice first boarded the Dao within 800 years, it can't just be said to be amazing, it is clearly a monster.However, Shen Huai'an has followed the little Taoist priest all these years, watching these adventures he encountered with cold eyes, so he doesn't feel strange.

He even felt that if he were himself, with these adventures, he would be able to reach the tribulation in at most 300 years.

Little Taoist is too slow.Shen Huai'an waited for this day day in and day out, and it took 800 years for it to arrive.When the thunder fell, Shen Huai'an stood beside the little Taoist priest and experienced the thunder calamity with him.What is needed to become an immortal is the nine-turn sky thunder calamity is very dangerous, but Shen Huaian must be like this.

The opening and closing of time and space is only a moment!Shen Huai'an waited 800 years for the opportunity to wait for this moment!At this point, what else is he afraid of?As long as there is a one in ten thousand possibility, he must seize it.

first month.There is no wind and no moon.

Taoist Qingxiao shattered the void 300 years ago and ascended from the ground.As his only apprentice, the little Taoist naturally inherited his bedroom.On the Immortal Test Platform where Taoist Qingxiao ascended 300 years ago, the little Taoist priest set up a large formation, and then released his suppressed cultivation.

There was a group of men and women standing beside him, they stood outside the formation and watched with nervous expressions on their faces.Shen Huaian glanced at them indifferently. Among these people, some he knew in his original world, while some were strangers.He has followed the little Taoist priest all these years, watching him get to know these so-called brothers and those so-called women who love him deeply, but he doesn't feel any sympathy in his heart.

——There was no need for so many men and women to be mixed between him and Master.

The first sky thunder fell, and the vegetation was broken.

The second thunder fell, and the mountains and rivers were turned upside down.

The third sky thunder fell, and the universe was overturned.

The little Taoist sat comfortably in the formation, and the big formation he worked so hard to resist three thunderbolts for him.After the three thunderstorms, all the spirit stones around turned into droplets, and even the fairy-level magic weapon he hung high above the town lost its brilliance and fell to the ground with a bang.

The little Taoist didn't feel sorry for the fairy-level magic weapon, he quickly formed seals with both hands, resisting the fourth thunder with his own cultivation.The sky thunder fell mercilessly, and the little Taoist drew out the heaven and earth spiritual energy that had been nurtured in his inner mansion for many years. The sky thunder and the heaven and earth aura had the same origin, and after sensing the existence of the heaven and earth aura, it really became much weaker.

Six thunderbolts have fallen.

The aura of heaven and earth in the little Taoist's inner mansion has returned to heaven and earth, and he needs to resist the remaining three ways.The little Taoist took a deep breath, swiped his long sword, rubbed his body, and directly faced the thunder.

At this moment, Shen Huai'an's eyes flashed a faint appreciation.When the thunder fell, there was no way to retreat.How many people died like this, all because of the desire to quit.And this little Taoist dared to go up to him, but he had a bit of the character of Taoist Qingxiao when he was crossing the catastrophe.

The long sword swung up and fell.The seventh thunder tribulation was cut off by him.Perhaps Tiandao was furious because of this, the eighth thunderbolt did not give him any chance to breathe, and it fell very quickly.

The little Taoist emptied a little, summoned his auspicious cloud, spun around in the sky, the sword in his hand stabbed backwards, and the whole person leaned forward.The sky thunder that was as thick as a man was cut through it, and half of the thunder fell on the little Taoist priest vigorously.He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was struck by the lightning.

Although the nine-turn sky thunder is terrifying, the body of the ancestor in the tribulation period cannot be destroyed at will.It's just half a thunderbolt, and the little Taoist priest can still stand it with his current cultivation.

The little Taoist clutched his chest and stood up with difficulty.The red mark between his eyebrows was as bright as snow, but his whole face was as pale as paper.He could bear the half thunder, but the injury was not light.

Seeing that the ninth thunderbolt was about to fall, Shen Huaian's thoughts changed sharply.

In the current state of the little Taoist priest, if the Ninth Dao strikes him, he will surely fail!Shen Huai'an didn't care about the life and death of the little Taoist priest, but he couldn't give up his only chance to return to his master no matter what.

Gritting his teeth, Shen Huai'an condensed into a solid body, ignored the little Taoist's surprised eyes, quickly formed seals with his hands, drew out the icy cold qi in the inner mansion, and raised his hand to catch the last thunder.

The power of the sky thunder is not groundless, the ancestors in the tribulation period will still have some difficulty in the future, let alone Shen Huai'an who has recovered a little strange energy in the inner mansion now.As if he made a bet at the end, he drew out the zhenqi to condense in the palm of his hand.The sky thunder exploded in his palm, which was partially offset by the true energy, but not all of it.

After the thunder calamity dissipated, Shen Huaian's body instantly became transparent. Once the 800 years of cultivation were exhausted, he could no longer condense into a solid body.Shen Huai'an lowered his head to look carefully, his palm was exhausted of true energy, and the moment he directly touched the sky thunder, it became scorched black, but now he lost his body, without the thick bones and Bo Bo's blood, leaving only a silver mark running through Shen Huai'an's palm root to fingertips.

No longer interested in observing the changes in his body, Shen Huaian quickly came to the little Taoist priest.A ray of golden light descended from the sky, faintly accompanied by the elegant fragrance of flowers and Sanskrit sounds.The golden light shrouded the little Taoist priest's body, and it was gathered in an instant.When the golden light dissipated, the people who stayed at the spot took a closer look, and there was nothing on the Xiantai.

"Thank you, brother, for your help." The little Taoist said to Shen Huai'an at the moment when he was shrouded in golden light.Speaking of which, this was the first time he saw Shen Huai'an in 800 years.Although Shen Huaian's face was the same as his own, he didn't show too much shock.After all, the world is full of wonders.

Shen Huaian didn't say anything to him.He just closed his eyes to feel the weightlessness that the moment the golden light gathered, he knew that his chance was only for this moment.

Expanding his consciousness to the maximum, Shen Huai'an quickly sensed his familiar aura.His time is only so much, after that, he will be taken to heaven with the little Taoist priest.

The fairyland that all cultivators long for, but compared to Master, it is just a cold dream.Therefore, Shen Huaian had to find his original world at the moment when the void was shattered when he was summoned in the fairy world, and then entered.

He quickly felt a familiar breath.The breath made him tremble, and then he was ecstatic.For Shen Huai'an, it was a tenderness that had not been seen in the world for 800 years.Shen Huaian almost greedily handed over his spiritual consciousness to this piece of spiritual consciousness. At the moment of contact, he also felt that the people on the other side of the spiritual consciousness were shocked just like him.

There was darkness in front of him, but Shen Huai'an still went straight to that piece of divine consciousness recklessly.I really don't want to die.Time and space are unpredictable, and it may crush him at any time.But obviously, Shen Huai'an doesn't have that much thought to think about these things now.

The little Taoist stared at Shen Huai'an in a daze, as if surprised that someone would abandon the immortal journey.

On the other side, Mo Nanke, who finally regained some spiritual power, once again infiltrated his spiritual consciousness into those cracks in time and space.He didn't have a goal, he could only try his best to expand his consciousness a little bit, and then a little bit more.

In the face of time and space, Mo Nanke can do not much, but not much.He seemed to condense his spiritual consciousness into a lighthouse, hoping to light the way home for his little apprentice.Such hope is very unlikely, but Mo Nanke is still holding on.

After a while, he actually gained something.

He felt a wave of spiritual consciousness wrapping around him, as if a child who had been away from home for a long time threw himself into the arms of his relatives.Mo Nanke had a thought in his mind, and subconsciously wrapped him with his spiritual consciousness.

Heartbeat like a drum.The two spirits rubbed against each other, making the souls of Mo Nanke and Shen Huai'an tremble inexplicably.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and before the disciples around him stepped forward to ask, Mo Nanke drew out the sword in his hand.With a swipe of his sword, Mo Nanke slashed horizontally one after another, slashing at the crack where Shen Huaian's breath was felt.

Shattering the void twice in one day is also a bit difficult for Mo Nanke.But he has to be like this, because the one separated by time and space is his apprentice.

The long sword fell.A bigger crack suddenly appeared in time and space, and Mo Nanke's spiritual power was output like money, until he inserted the long sword into the time and space, and with a sharp stroke, the time and space was cut.

"Huai'an." Mo Nanke was excited in his heart, but only the word flat came out.It seemed like a thousand words, but these two words were enough in front of their master and apprentice.

Shen Huai'an's eyes suddenly lit up, even though his body had turned into a solid body, and there was still blood faintly flowing between his waist and abdomen, he ignored it.He just wanted to go faster, and faster.Running forward with all his strength, Shen Huaian desperately moved towards the place where time and space were cut.

On the other side, the little Taoist stared blankly at what happened around Shen Huai'an.

"Huai'an?" The little Taoist muttered the name in a low voice, shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Obviously it should be Mo Yuantian." Then he suddenly remembered the figure in white clothes and sword that he saw just now, and again It was a sigh.

"Too much obsession, is it luck or misfortune?"

No one answered his muttering in the silent void.Fortunately or unfortunately, except for Qian Fan who suddenly looked back after Qian Fan died, who can say clearly?