Chapter 232： Extra: A Journey of Healing 8

According to the rules of the fairy gate, the first thing a new disciple enters into the fairy gate is to test the spiritual root.

However, Chen Jiu was the disciple accepted by Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen had already tested it and did not follow the sect procedure. After entering the immortal door, he talked to Elder Rong and took Chen Jiu back to his cave house in Minghuang Immortal Sect. .

This body is now a god-shifting cultivation base, and the sect has specially hacked a medium-sized mountain as his territory.

The cave mansion was built on the top of the mountain, and it was a bit crude compared to the one they lived on the road before.

However, Chen Jiu thought it was pretty good, and was happily strolling around the mountain under the guidance of Zhao Chen.

The original owner of Zhao Chen’s body was a very lonely person, a sacred person, and he didn’t even want a person to serve him. He was a lonely person on the entire mountain. The mountain also asked his grandfather to set up a barrier. Unless it is a land fairy who is already comparable to a fairy, let alone break in, other people can't stand the pressure even if they wander around for a while.

Now that Chen Jiu came, this mountain became him and Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu has been soaking in the medicated bath for two months, and one more month will be able to change from the five spiritual roots to the four spiritual roots, and the water spiritual roots are relatively thick. At that time, with the water system practice practiced today, they can be quickly introduced Breath into the body.

In the next month, the master and apprentice did not go anywhere.

One month later, Chen Jiu succeeded in absorbing the Qi into the body. He was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night, and he kept practicing excitedly.

For a monk, cultivation itself is a rest. Seeing that he is diligent, Zhao Chen didn't force him to sleep on time and let him practice.

The cultivation time is very long, but not very long.

Chen Jiu followed Zhao Chen's practice, except for the Minghuang Immortal Sect for the first two years, he spent most of the other time practicing outside.

Experience makes people grow up, Chen Jiu and Zhao Chen both have great fortune, and often have some adventures, and their strength is growing at a terrible rate.

Time flies and it is a hundred years, Chen Jiu has washed the spiritual roots into water and wood double spiritual roots, and has been promoted to the Yuan Ying monk, Zhao Chen has entered the realm of refining the emptiness.

Perhaps the immortal cultivator is pure-hearted and low-spirited, and when the two of them came along, they rarely thought about spiritual cultivation, and Chen Jiu hadn't even gotten into love.

Zhao Chen was not in a hurry. His purpose in coming to the Immortal Realm was mainly to find the elixir or pill for restoring mental power. The rest were arbitrary.

Chen Jiu found out that he had feelings for Zhao Chen that surpassed the relationship between the teacher and the apprentice, and he was in the mortal experience.

A demon in the heavens came to the mortal world, and wanted to use a small world as his corpse refining ground, so that the mortal's essence and qi could be turned into magic power, and the strength was increased. Minghuang Immortal Sect, I hope that the Upper Sect can send an immortal to come to rescue him.

The strength of the Demon Lord was equal to that of Zhao Chen in the Void Refining Realm. Zhao Chen happened to reach a bottleneck and took up the task.

Zhao Chen was worried that Chen Jiu's strength would not be able to withstand the terrifying coercion when he was fighting against the devil, so he put him in the cave that he carried with him.

The cave was made by his grandfather who has now ascended during the tribulation period. It is very strong. Even if the land gods come, the cave can withstand nine attacks, allowing them to escape and regain their vitality.

Zhao Chen is a sword cultivator, and what he cultivates is the most powerful technique in the immortal realm. There is no problem with leapfrogging challenges. I originally thought that there would be no problem with the devil this time.

I don't want to be unlucky, that Demon Lord happens to be the male protagonist of this world, Qingtian.

Zhao Chen couldn't help complaining to 233 about his long-standing doubts: "Why can a person who kills without blinking and cripples countless innocent lives be the protagonist?"

233 yawned and said, "It's normal. The world of male **** and love brains, as long as they look good and have a deep affection for the female protagonist, nothing else matters. Let alone destroy one world, there are ten, too. God allows it."

Zhao Chen: "..."

He was speechless.

233 encouraged: "But now that the world is restarting, the male lead is no longer a fixed person. The male lead halo on Qingtian is still there, but it is not so obvious, so the host, you may still defeat him!"

After all the tasks were accepted, there was no reason to shrink back.

And if he slaughtered a world, he didn't even see it. How could it be possible to allow such a thing to happen after seeing it?

Cultivator, fighting against the sky, is he still afraid of a demon?

The demon lord is more shameless than he thought.

When Zhao Chen was playing against him, he unexpectedly released a reminder|Qingxiang.

This incense will increase its power as the refiner's level increases.

The kind that Qingtian put down on him was obviously made by a demon whose strength was comparable to that of the Mahayana period. Not long after it was released, Zhao Chen's body became hot.

When dealing with monks, especially the powerful monks, the magic cultivator did not like to directly behead the monks. Instead, they preferred to watch the monks make a fool of themselves and let the monks die in shame and anger in order to gain a sense of superiority.

Qingtian is obviously also such a demon. After he gave the urge|smoke, he didn't intend to kill Zhao Chen immediately, but floated in the air to watch Zhao Chen make a fool of himself, and even touched Zhao Chen's face with his spiritual sense, and smiled. "It’s nothing more than that for a respectable immortal! But your appearance is pretty good. If you are willing to follow the deity, it’s okay for the deity to let you live."

Zhao Chen: ...what about being deeply affectionate towards the hostess?

233 explained: "The male lead hasn't met the female lead yet!"

Zhao Chen just remembered that it was more than a hundred years before the man and woman knew each other.

But before the world restarted, Chen Jiu was introduced into the magic way by Qingtian's magic repair, and then stayed under Qingtian. Later, because he played the role of love for the heroine at first sight, Qingtian noticed.

Qingtian is not a reasonable person. Don't say that other men like the women he likes, they will be plucked out at the first glance.

So after Chen Jiu found out, Qing Tian threw him into the soul refining furnace, and the fire burned for more than four hundred years.

If it weren't for the system, Chen Jiu said it wouldn't be gone.

Although it is impossible for Chen Jiu to fall into the magic way now, Qingtian is not a good person, and...

It's really disgusting to be touched by this demon cultivator's divine sense.

Zhao Chen chanted the Heart Clearing Mantra for a while, although it was still a little affected, but overall he had controlled the properties of the medicine in his body.

He didn't hesitate anymore, in order to avoid hurting the innocent, he set a barrier, and then attacked instantly.

Qingtian obviously didn't expect that he would keep his clarity so soon, and he was taken aback for a while, and the two of them fought like that.

Qingtian is indeed a very powerful demon, but Zhao Chen has a lot of cards.

He not only has his own powerful strength, but also the Mahayana puppet left by his grandfather who has been promoted to immortality.

As soon as the puppet came out, he had the upper hand.

Soon, Qingtian had no resistance.

But in the end it was the male lead, even if the male lead's aura weakened, Zhao Chen still failed to kill him.

When he was about to kill Qingtian with the final blow, a cloud of blood suddenly appeared in the enchantment.

When the blood mist dissipated, Qingtian was gone.

Zhao Chen originally wanted to chase after him, but the urge that he had just suppressed happened at this time.

Under these conditions, of course he can no longer take risks.

What's more, Qingtian was hit hard by him, and it would take at least tens of hundreds of years to recover.

Next, he has time to hunt down this demon.

He returned to the cave mansion he was carrying with him, and Chen Jiu, who had been anxiously waiting for him to come in, immediately rushed towards him.

Zhao Chen is a little embarrassed, he likes Xiao Jiu, and it is certainly impossible to have no idea about him.

For more than a hundred years before, because he had to work hard to cultivate and find things to restore his mental power, he could still suppress it, but now he finds the Dao of Qingtian, and the medicinal attack occurs, he can feel that he is involuntarily resisting somewhere. Jiu's leg.

Chen Jiu also noticed it, but he didn't feel embarrassed.

He was looking at everything outside in the cave just now, and he was extremely anxious when he saw Zhao Chen's face turned red because of Qingtian's actions.

And when I saw Qingtian touching Zhao Chen's face with his spiritual sense and saying those ambiguous words, I even wanted to go out and kill Qingtian immediately.

Fortunately, his sanity came back soon, and knew that he could not cause trouble to Zhao Chen, so he endured it.

He was not insensitive to feelings, but Zhao Chen had always been a pure-hearted and undesirable appearance before. In order not to embarrass Master, he also practiced desperately, for fear that he would not be able to catch up with Master if he fell behind. , And did not put his mind on the red dust.

But seeing the master showing tolerance and charm, he found that he was abnormal.

He didn't want Master to be insulted by the devil, and didn't want to see him have a closer relationship with anyone than him.

He is afraid that the master will ascend earlier than him.

I don't want to be separated from Master.

He seems to like Master.

This recognition made him happy, but strangely he didn't feel ashamed, but rather inexplicably ashamed.

He always felt that he should have known earlier that he liked to go to Master and would not let Master wait that long.

As for the question of whether Shizun likes him...

He is not stupid. He carefully recalled the bit by bit of his life with Master over the past hundred years, and immediately recognized Master's feelings for him.

Zhao Chen was also worried that Chen Jiu hadn't resuscitated him. He was afraid that he would be disgusted, and immediately wanted to remove his body when he realized that it was not right.

As a result, as soon as he took a step back, Chen Jiu immediately rushed over.

The little guy who had grown into an adult hugged him tightly, raised his head, and looked at him brightly, "Master, shall we become a companion?"

Although he felt very sure in his heart, he was still a little nervous.

Zhao Chen was taken aback, and then asked, "Xiao Jiu, have you thought about it?"

Chen Jiu didn't feel that he needed to think more, but Master asked all the questions, and of course he was willing to answer, and he immediately smiled and said, "I'm done."

Zhao Chen's eyes became deep in an instant, and all the heart-cleaning curses and restraint were instantly forgotten.

He bends down and hugs Chen Jiu, and rushes to the bedroom.

This room is their common resting place. The original elegant and simple bedroom has become a festive red wedding room everywhere.

Chen Jiu was still a little surprised, and was about to ask when Zhao Chen prepared it, so someone put him on a quilt embroidered with dragons and phoenixes.

The mouth is blocked.

The monk’s spiritual practice was long and beautiful, and Chen Jiu gradually couldn’t tell where he was. He only knew that when he opened his eyes, he could see the deep emotion in the eyes of the person holding him, so that he would be wrapped up in his body and mind, so that he would never escape. Don't open, and don't want to escape.