Tang Zichen looked at the nine talented beauties, and he couldn't close his mouth.
And now.
In such and such a magnificent place, I don't know what it is for the moment. In short, it seems completely different here.
A woman, standing in mid air, is stepping on a sword under her feet. The sword can be bigger or smaller. The legendary flying sword is just like this.
At the moment, the woman seems to be in a state of uneasiness.
Then a woman flew in.
"Master."
"Qianjue, why do you always feel restless these days? How can you practice like this? The road of cultivating immortals is endless. Your constitution is not a natural spirit. If you still have this attitude, it's hard for you to have immortality in your life."
"Master, I love you."
"Well, I know who you're thinking about. I've told you to put it down."
Yes, this restless woman is mu qianjue. At the moment, she is still as young and beautiful as before. It seems that she has not changed at all. Most importantly, her mind has not changed at all. It seems that she has not left for a long time.
The sword mu qianjue stepped on suddenly became bigger, and its body became as big as a shield.
Muqianjue immediately knelt down, kneeling on the sword.
"Qianjue, what are you doing?" The woman frowned.
Mu qianjue cried and begged: "master, please help me to do a divination. Is he killed, or is he in trouble? I'm not in a good mood these days. I've never been like this in recent years. I think something must have happened to him. Please, master."
The old woman snorted: "Qian Jue, what you said is light. Do you think master's cultivation is so advanced that you want to calculate it? Don't you know that it will cost me decades of cultivation to do Divination as a teacher? Maybe even hundreds of years of cultivation, thanks to you
"Master, I beg you. If I don't know the answer, I won't be able to cultivate immortals any more."
"You, qianjue, are you threatening master?"
"Master, please, I'm really worried."
"Hoo." The woman took a deep breath and said, "OK, as a teacher, I can help you calculate the hexagram, but you have to promise that after calculating the hexagram, you will determine his life and death. You must agree to one condition as a teacher."
"What conditions?"
"Take the pill voluntarily."
"Ah." Muqianjue was surprised and took Xiaoshen pill, which means, means.
"Master."
"If you don't agree, I won't help you. Besides, if you want to go further on the road of cultivating immortals, you must take Xiaoshen pill."
Mu qianjue's mind flashed scenes, cut with everything that happened to Tang Zichen, just like yesterday, mu qianjue's heart was as painful as a knife, and his tears could not help flowing down. Taking Xiaoshen pill means that there is no such person in her world any more. Her heartache makes mu qianjue cry.
"Master, apprentice, apprentice promise you is, Wu Wu Wu." With these words, mu qianjue's body was empty, as if his soul had been removed.
That woman, she just pinched her fingers, her fingers were shining with golden light, her mouth was chanting, as if she was casting some magic.
This woman's divination is not the divination of those charlatans. It's the real use of magic power. Divination is powerful, and even can know the past and future.
After about half a column of incense, the woman took a deep breath, and some sweat came out of her forehead. It seemed that she was really consumed.
The woman said, "I have calculated that your old lover, Feng Qingyun, has strayed into a very dangerous place. That place is called ghost Valley, where hundreds of millions of dead people died ten thousand years ago. After ten thousand years of evolution, this place has become an extraordinary dangerous place. When you enter the center, you will fall into the dream again and again, thinking that you have already awakened, but you don't know that you are still in the dream, but you will continue to fantasize according to your own wishes until you die out. The lover has been dying for three years according to the wind of the old cloud, and now he is far away from his body. It seems that you and he are really telepathic. " With that, the woman gave a bitter smile.
"Master, please help him." Muqianjue cried and pleaded.
The woman said, "since you have promised to take the elixir, I will spend decades of mana."
"Thank you, master." Mu qianjue sobbed.
The woman immediately cast another spell, which seemed to consume her spirit. After a while, she felt like she was about to collapse. There was a milky light around her body. Mu qianjue watched nervously. It turned out that Tang Zichen was really in danger. No wonder she was so upset these days.
At this moment, the Milky light on the woman suddenly rose and turned into little golden light. Moreover, the whole woman suddenly became an illusory shadow.Master's magic power is so powerful that her admiration for qianjue is far beyond reach. She is full of admiration. However, when she thinks of Tang Zichen, she is in agony and is reluctant to give up.
After half a fragrant time, the woman suddenly took a deep breath and hummed: "I really don't know why I want to help you do such boring things." Finish saying, dark woman whole body all took off a dint, complexion is pale, empty sweat dripping.
"Master, what's up?" Mu qianjue asked.
"Come on, I've helped you wake him up completely by exerting my magic power to make the supernatural thoughts pass through the void. I think he should be OK, and the evil spirits in the dangerous place can't disturb him any more."
"Thank you, master."
"Now, it's time for you to live up to your promise." With that, the woman immediately turned out a black bottle and poured out a pill the size of a thumb.
Mu qianjue looked at the pill and cried.
At last, mu qianjue held out a hand, shaking her hands, and took the pill. However, she could not take it when she looked at it. In her mind, countless pictures flashed by, and tears wet her collar.
When the woman saw mu qianjue crying so sad, she moved some compassion. Her voice was a little bit gentle and comforted her: "qianjue, you have to understand that you have no fate at all. For you, less than five years have passed, and he still has a deep memory, but for him, it's almost 50 years. A mortal, fifty years old, has already forgotten you. Why do you think of him like that again? "
"Woo woo." Muqianjue finally couldn't help crying out, and the heartbroken voice made people feel worried.
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