Chapter 634

"Master, if you don't tell me, then I can only regard you as making it clear." Gu quilt ink ice lips light hook, a pair of meaningless expression.

"You..." emperor Xuantian said in a low voice for a moment, "this kind of thing can't be said casually. Just pretend to be confused in front of others, you know?"

"Master, don't worry." He replied with a smile, "even if I say it, people won't believe it."

Emperor Xuantian

"If I don't care about you little bastard, my time as a teacher is precious. Let's get started." Emperor Zun's tone was obviously helpless.

"Well."

Emperor Xuantian corrected a little: "Yuanshen is fragile. Even if you suffer a little trauma, you may die or lose all your accomplishments. Therefore, to rebuild a powerful Yuanshen requires ten thousand recasts."

"I know."

"What do you know?" Emperor Xuantian threw him a white eye, "during this period, your yuan Shen will be recast ten thousand times, but after each recast, it needs to be broken up again and rebuilt again, so it's a long process."

"How long is it?"

"At least 700 years." Emperor Zun blurted out, and then added, "but your talent is different from ordinary people. 300 years is enough."

Three hundred years

It seems that Shifu is very good at timing.

"You have experienced the pain of Yuanshen's breaking once." Emperor Xuantian kindly reminded, "so Mo'er, you have to think about it. Do you want to rebuild Yuanshen?"

Yuanshen supports every meridian in the body. If it is accidentally broken, life is not like death, not to mention having to experience reincarnation 10000 times.

Think about all feel a chill at the spine.

Since tens of thousands of years ago, few people dare to try the art of Yuan Shen again.

"Yes."

Gu Mian ink thin lips light open, light spit out such a word, but there is no doubt.

As an opportunity to improve his accomplishments and transform himself, he naturally wants to seize it.

Only by making himself strong enough to be invincible, can he protect his beloved without fear.

"Good!"

See his eyes color calm, Xuantian emperor also face dew a little gratified: "we start."

When the words fell, Gu's ink closed his eyes, and the cold Xuanli surrounded his whole body, constantly moving and climbing in his body, as if it could solidify the air.

Suddenly, a cold force pierced into his body, bone and flesh, and spread to his limbs and meridians.

Emperor Xuantian's palm wind condensed, and the light golden light turned into a shadow blade in the middle of the sky, gently cutting his skin and flesh from behind.

The white and flawless skin shows a blood mouth from top to bottom, and the bright red blood blooms out, revealing the white bones.

Gu's eyes closed slightly. His calm face showed some forbearance. There was a little cold sweat on his forehead. There was a trace of blood on his lips. He never said a word.

It was only when he heard the sound of bone "cracking" that he could not help humming, but he immediately recovered, and a mouthful of blood gushed out like a flower.

The shadow blade peels off the skin and flesh, breaks all the muscles and bones around him, and shatters the yuan Shen. This is just the first step to rebuild the yuan Shen.

A cloud brocade white, was dyed blood red, from a distance, a bloody, ugly.

And Gu Mian Mo sits still in the same place, only occasionally forbear to make a sound, indifferent.

Blood, down his clothes.

Blood is pouring in

Emperor Xuantian looked serious, surrounded by Xuanli, and poured it into his body without any negligence.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, I felt sharp pain in my heart.

Over the years, he owes money to mo'erxin.

Although he had great power in his hand, he never used it to do him any good.

From the beginning to the end, he carried all the sufferings alone.

Emperor Xuantian sighed and said to himself, "Mo'er, sometimes I'd rather you didn't know better than give me more trouble. In this way, being a teacher may have a sense of achievement."

However, when Mo'er was a teacher, he was lonely and cold. He never complains with him. He never asks him for help when he has a big problem, and he never asks for anything.

Now, it is the same. It has never changed.

But he knew that over the years, Mo'er had not had an easy time, just had not mentioned a word to him.

In the end, as a master, he has no sense of achievement at all!

"I regret that when your mother fell, she didn't stand with you or even say a word of comfort to you."

This is... A thorn in his heart forever.

"Mohr." Emperor Zun's voice is not big, "you may not know, as long as you are willing to speak with me, even if it is to be a teacher's life, a teacher is willing to give you."

Light words, heavy and profound.

For more than a thousand years, he owes Mo'er what he owes. He will make up for it in the future.

His voice was very small, and the sound of Gu Mian Mo's ear was getting weaker and weaker, so he couldn't hear what he was saying.

In the chaos of consciousness, only gradually emerged that road, his haunted shadow.

His voice, face, smile, frown and cluster are all engraved in his mind.

Song, when I come back.

On the day when he left the pass, he went to the divine world together with Ge'er.

But before that, all he has to do and can do is to make himself stronger and stronger.

Song Er, when I come back

The sinking consciousness is surrounded by endless pain, falling into endless abyss and falling constantly.

But only he knew that he was sober.

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The king's palace, the glazed palace.

In front of the hall, there are a lot of flowers, swaying with the waves, soft and beautiful.

From afar, it is a beautiful and graceful sea of flowers. The fragrance is far and clear, and it is left to the world.

Mo Qingge, wearing a thin moon white fairy skirt, suddenly steps into the ten mile sea of flowers. She gently raises her hand and caresses the soft petals like a trance. She only feels the fragrance passing through her nose.

Heart, a burst of touch.

She chuckled with mixed feelings, but her eyes turned red.

This ten li sea of flowers was planted by Uncle Huang himself for her.

On her wedding day, she failed to take a look. Unexpectedly, she saw only one person for the first time.

"Uncle Huang." Her voice is faint, as if to say to herself, "I like the sea of flowers you planted for me."

This sentence, she also must say personally to Emperor uncle listen.

"Qingge, don't be sad." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

Mo Qingge came back and recognized the voice: "master?"

The next second, cyan figure across, see green Xuan son appear in front of her, a pair of immortal appearance.

"Master, I knew you hadn't left yet." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and spoke faintly.

"Ha ha, how can I feel relieved to leave you alone here?" The green Xuan son doesn't reply can a smile.