Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

The gloomy cave was shaking, the sky was full of gravel, and the dense crowd of corpses roared, surrounded by a faint red enchantment.

A man dressed in red stood in front of the cave, his black hair rose without wind, his thin lips slightly raised, his eyes were filled with a murderous smile, the red marks on his forehead were treacherous and coquettish, and the big red umbrella was spinning rapidly, becoming Hundreds of skulls rushed out of the umbrella, howling and laughing, and the skulls disappeared into the corpses with their swords and disappeared without a trace, nowhere to be found.

Luo Shushan hugged the dead baby and looked around cautiously, only to see that the huge group of corpses suddenly stopped and stood frozen in place. Except for the flying sand and stones, there was an eerie silence all around.

Suddenly, the group of corpses roared wildly, their white eyes rolled around, and they turned around slowly with stiff steps, the tip of their noses moved slightly, and the hungry saliva left sharp fangs along the corners of their mouths. Looking at Luo Shushan as if watching a delicious meal, they howled and walked towards Luo Shushan.

Luo Shushan was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Fusu who was smiling, his face turned pale instantly, she hugged the dead baby tightly, with a ruthless expression on her face.

Seeing a poisonous man attacking her, she opened her bare hand, and a black air sword appeared in her palm. She swung it hard, and the poisonous men who were close to her were turned into pieces.

Luo Shushan jumped onto a fault mountain, she looked down at Fusu, her red lips slightly parted: "I really can't imagine that Master Mozong has such supernatural power, I don't know if my nephew knew about it?"

Hearing this, Fusu frowned, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently turned the red umbrella in his hand, the corpses barked even more, and rushed towards Luo Shushan.

Luo Shushan chuckled, her fingers formed imprints, and a stream of black air flowed from her nails. The black air gathered towards the group of corpses. The group of corpses paused, twisted their bodies stiffly, and collapsed neatly after a while. On the ground, there is a large piece of black.

Luo Shushan withdrew her hand, two figures, one black and one purple, suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she reacted very quickly to strike back.

Xiu Zhu held the long sword in one hand, his face was a little pale due to the severed arm, unlike the bloody severed arm, his movements were very sensitive.Luo Shushan was holding a purple whip with a furious expression on her face. She waved the purple whip, and every move was a deadly move.

The three of them were entangled together, a flash of inspiration emerged, and the speed of their movements was overwhelming.

The moment the group of corpses fell, Fusu's body trembled slightly, red blood slowly overflowed from his lips, cold sweat slid down his forehead, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and he supported the wall weakly.

The red enchantment around it also gradually faded the moment the corpses fell, and Wei Jie and Liao Junjie were fighting not far away.

Both of them came from Xuantian Sword Sect, their footwork and swordsmanship are exactly the same, the comparison is only who has the higher spiritual power and who is more agile.

Liao Junjie is the peak master of Qingfengya in the Xuantian Sword Sect. He is the same teacher as Jing Rui, a real person from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. His swordsmanship and spiritual power are obviously better. Now he is being controlled as a poisonous person. Years of killings have made him full of hostility , looking forward to fear.

Wei Jie has practiced in the Xuantian Sword Sect for ten years, and his talent is unmatched by anyone. He wields the Feng Ling sword that emerges from the aura, and his sharp swordsmanship is invincible.

Fusu stood where he was, looking at him quietly, with unconcealable pride in his eyes.

There was a sudden burst of warmth in his chest, Fusu doubtfully took the hot thing in his hand, it was Liao Junjie's spiritual jade.

At this time, the spirit jade was faintly glowing, and in the dark cave, the jade pendant was crystal clear, making it amiable to watch.

The spirit jade glowed and slowly floated into the air from his palm. Suddenly, a dazzling aura flashed, and a figure of a person appeared faintly in the aura.

The man was dressed in white clothes like snow, with black hair and handsome eyebrows, gentle eyebrows, a smile at the corner of his mouth, pale skin, and the sadness that pierced his soul in his eyes.

He gently raised his hand, pointing his slender and transparent fingers at Liao Junjie who was intertwined with Wei Jie.

Liao Junjie swung his long sword and was about to fall fiercely when his body suddenly stopped. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. His white eyes, which were looking straight ahead, suddenly turned, and a gleam of clarity flashed in his eyes , I saw a dark thing suddenly floated out of his body, and then his body shook, and he fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

The gloom slowly flew into the man's hand and merged with it, and the cave fell silent for a moment.

"Junjie.."

Suddenly there was a soft and shallow female voice behind him, the voice was very small, it seemed to be calling, and it seemed to be whispering.

There was a warm and gentle smile on the man's pale and transparent face. He looked at Fusu and nodded slightly, then he slowly turned around and looked at the woman standing on the fault.

Luo Shushan had a secret. He fell in love with a man, and she killed him herself.

She made him into a poisonous person and killed countless people. Hundreds of days and nights they hugged each other, looking at the bright moon in the night sky, recalling the joys and sorrows of the past.

However, after a long time, she found that she seemed to have forgotten the appearance of that person.

She remembered that the man was fond of laughing and making trouble, but she couldn't remember that smile no matter what. She thought that in this life, she would never have the chance to meet that man's clear and smiling eyes, and never have the chance to hear his affectionate words. ''Shirt'

Luo Shushan stared at the man obsessively, her eyes were filled with confusion, she felt the pain from being pierced by the sword in her chest, but she didn't seem to feel it. Do your best to engrave his eyebrows into your heart.

They were far apart, and there were sand and rocks flying around, but time seemed to stand still, and there were only two people left in the world.

She looked at him, and the day many years ago appeared in front of her eyes.

She was covered in blood and passed out by the gurgling stream. He rode his horse upside down with a blade of grass in his mouth, and looked at the blue sky leisurely with his head in his arms. Hold him in your arms and save him with spiritual power.

She opened her eyes dimly, and saw the man with a smile on his lips, with a sly look in his eyes, and he said with a light smile, "I don't know the girl's name, Liao Junjie."

At that time, the sun was just right, and the warm sunlight shone on his body. With his smile, the glaciers in the sky and the earth melted together, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

She looked at him, her cold eyes gradually became clear, and a hollow voice sounded softly: "Luo Shushan

At this moment, Liao Junjie looked at her without resentment or anger, just as tender, gentle and admiring as many years ago.

Luo Shushan squeezed her hands tightly, her fingernails were inserted into her hands fiercely, blood was flowing, but she didn't seem to feel it.

She slightly raised the corners of her mouth, a sad smile appeared on her fair face.

why....

She looked at Xiuzhu with a sword stuck in her chest, her body was full of black energy, she let out a loud cry, and the wind around her turned into wind blades, strangling mercilessly.

Xiu Zhu and He Lianxue took a step back, holding their weapons and looking at Luo Shushan warily.

I saw her laughing, the black air around her was thick, her eyes were wet, and there was deep resentment inside.

Her body was covered with bright red blood, and her long hair fluttered in the wind. She glanced at Liao Junjie, and her body disappeared in place!

With her disappearance, the cave began to shake violently, the huge rock on the roof of the cave fell to the ground, and the cave was about to collapse!

Wei Jie quickly returned to Fusu's side, and after Fusu put away the Lingyu, he hugged him sideways and jumped up quickly.

Butang lifted Nangong Zui onto his back, flapped his wings and soared into the air.

The cave shook violently. For a moment, dust filled the sky, boulders flew across, and a crack opened on the ground.

Wei Jie hugged Fusu stepping on the gravel and walked away quickly, surrounded by fallen boulders, he hugged Fusu tightly, taking care not to let him suffer any harm.

Wei Jie held Fusu in his arms and walked into a stone tunnel, there was a loud noise, several boulders fell on both ends of the tunnel blocking the way, Wei Jie frowned, he put his hands on the boulders, aura emerged, Just as he was about to use force, his body suddenly stopped.

Fu Su was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Wei Jie, only to see that his face changed, and Leng Yi's eyes felt a little cramped.

Fusu hurriedly felt for his pulse, and was surprised to find that his pulse was disordered, and there were countless auras rampant in his body!

He was going to conceive a baby!

A cultivator needs to overcome the thunder and demons of the sky to conceive a baby. It depends not only on your immortal fate but also on your willpower.

Usually cultivators will make perfect preparations before conceiving a baby, and they will be ready for conceiving at any time. If there is a risk of conceiving, if there is a slight mistake, they will die!

Wei Jie had just experienced a battle, lacking in spiritual power and weak in body, it is extremely dangerous to be pregnant with a baby at this time.

Fusu supported Wei Jie and sat on the ground in meditation, watching cold sweat overflowing from his forehead, frowning in pain.

A spiritual light gradually appeared around his body, the spiritual light surrounded him, and there was a sudden gust of wind around him.

At this time, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky outside the cave, and it became more and more intense. There was a faint thunder in the cloud.

Ji Chengming, who was far away in the capital, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, frowning with a serious expression.

In the cave, the stone walls are still collapsing, and the surroundings are in a mess.

Fusu sat on the ground, his face was pale and lifeless, he looked at Wei Jie in the spiritual light, and frowned worriedly.

Feeling the air around him becoming short, and the faint sound of thunder coming from his ears, he became more and more restless, and the current state of Wei Jie couldn't bear it at all.

He looked at Wei Jie, forgot to think in his chaotic mind, forgot that this was a thesis, and forgot that the man in front of him was the protagonist of this world, with thick golden fingers, and he only knew that he was about to bear the thunder.

Looking at the Yuxiao fan pinned to his waist, he froze for a moment, then quickly took out the treasure bag and rummaged through it.

When he was in Kyoto before, he took a photo of a knot baby pill!

Fusu held the Yingying Pill, his face was full of joy.

He held his breath slightly, and then quickly walked into the spiritual light. With his movements, every time he took a step, his face changed a bit.

Coming in front of Wei Jie, Fu Su hurriedly put the medicine into his mouth, a sudden flash of spiritual light knocked him out quickly and smashed him on the stone wall.

Fusu couldn't bear it any longer, spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision gradually became blurred, and the voice in his ear became farther and farther away.

Before losing consciousness, Fusu had only one thought in his mind:

he must be ok....