Kunlun. Wuyan Peak.

Yan Zening sat on the edge of the bed, looking longingly at the girl with her eyes closed on the bed. He reached out and pushed her messy hair behind her ears, revealing her original beautiful face.

She is so beautiful, her eyebrows are like carved by ice and snow, her skin is like cold jade soaked in a spring, and when she is quiet and motionless, she is as delicate and moving as a porcelain doll, but this slight frown destroys some of the beauty.

Yan Zening tried to soothe the sadness between her brows and stroked her brows with his fingers, but there was no improvement. His fingers lingered on the girl's white porcelain face, the center of her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose... and finally stopped on her

On the lips.

The girl's lips were as soft as the petals of a peach blossom in March, as if he could easily crush them with just a little force on his hands. He couldn't help but lean down and want to kiss the girl.

Unexpectedly, the girl on the bed opened her eyes, full of shock and anger. She saw the man's face getting closer and closer. Without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped him.

Yan Zening had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the girl's wrist with his left hand and exerted slight pressure on it.

Yu felt the pain on his wrist, took a breath, tried hard to break free from the shackles on his hand, and sneered: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Yan Zening allowed her to break free, stood up and walked to the square table in the center of the cave. He said with a gloomy face: "Sister, don't you understand what I want to do? I tried so hard to keep up with you, and finally I have the ability to stand beside you.

In front of me, you said you don’t like me?”

"If you like me, I must like you?" Yu's voice was drawn out, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"The matter has come to an end. Senior sister, now that her Dantian has been destroyed and her cultivation is completely gone, she is no different from a mortal. Just stay with me obediently." Seeing the girl's face change slightly because of his words, Yan Zening paused and said, "Senior sister, if you volunteer to be the

I am a dual Taoist, so it is not impossible for me to help my senior sister repair her Dantian in the future."

"Dream." Yu gritted his teeth and spit out the word, and threw the futon at hand towards him as he spoke.

Yan Zening ducked sideways.

Seeing her like this made him happy. What about the once proud daughter of heaven? From now on, she can only act based on his face. Although he likes her, he doesn't want her to be condescending to him either. What he wants is brightness.

Shining, but he could reach out and touch her.

He took out a bottle of rejuvenation elixir from his storage bag: "This rejuvenation elixir is specially made by me. Although it cannot repair the Dantian, it will be beneficial to your injuries. I have something to do these days, so you can practice here and think clearly.

What is your current situation?"

"Oh, that's right." Yan Zening, who was about to step out of the room, turned back, took out a bottle of Bigu Pill and put it on the table, "I forgot that you are already a mortal. If you don't have food, you will starve to death. I won't be here for you for a few days."

Just take this Bigu Pill."

After a while, after confirming that he had gone far, Yu Fang stood up and began to look at his surroundings.

This is a simple house, the room is not big, except for a bed in the southwest corner, there is only a square table and four round stools in the middle, and nothing else.

There was a restriction at the door. Yu tried to gather her spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy could not be gathered after entering her Dantian. It should have been easy to break the restriction, but now it was extremely difficult for her.

She sat down at the square table with some frustration, staring at the two bottles of pills, her thoughts drifting to before she fell into coma.

Before that, Yu's cultivation career had been smooth sailing. He was born in the Zhongming Dingshi family. When he was young, he met Tianhe Zhenren, the elder of the Kunlun sect's golden elixir. He discovered that she had mutated wind-type spiritual roots and accepted her as an elite disciple.

Because of his extraordinary talent, there are no obstacles in his cultivation, but he has successfully established the foundation at the age of seventeen. You must know that in the world of immortality, building a foundation within the age of thirty is considered to be very qualified. Yu successfully established the foundation at the age of seventeen.

Even praising a genius is not an exaggeration.

However, just when Yu thought her path to immortality was bright, God played a big joke on her.

In order to ensure the safety of elite disciples and to cultivate their sense of belonging to the sect, the Kunlun Sect stipulates that elite disciples can only go down the mountain after building a foundation.

After the foundation is established, the monk's lifespan will increase to 300 years, the golden elixir stage will increase to 800 years, the Nascent Soul stage will increase to 1,800 years, and the god transformation stage will even reach 6,000 years. Time is not enough for the monks.

In the blink of an eye, people can spend ten years in seclusion and meditate. If they are accidentally trapped, they may not be able to return to their sect for thousands of years.

If you don't go home during the foundation building period, you're afraid that when you look back, your loved ones will all be nothing. Therefore, after the foundation building is successful, Kunlun disciples who are born in the ordinary world will usually go home and take this opportunity to reunite with their parents and relatives, which is also the end of the world.

Kinship.

After Yu Zhuji succeeded, he informed Tianhe Zhenren that she wanted to go home. As soon as she got off the mountain, she was stopped by a man wearing an outer sect robe.

She had some impressions of this outer disciple. His name was Yan Zening, and he was quite handsome. Senior Sister Xing Fei from the Law Enforcement Hall praised him quite a lot, saying that he was the best among the outer disciples. Later, when he was doing sect tasks

I've seen it a few times.

Yu stopped and looked at Yan Zening doubtfully, indicating that he had something to say quickly.

There was a blush on Yan Zening's face, and he took a deep breath and said, "Senior Sister Yu, do you have someone you like?"

"none."

"Then...can Senior Sister Yu be my double monk?"

As she grew older, Yu's appearance became more and more outstanding. In recent years, she had received many similar pursuits from admirers. She sighed softly and refused as usual: "I don't like you, and besides, I am wholehearted.

Xiangdao, I have no intention of finding a Taoist couple."

She thought that this was just a rejection of an ordinary admirer as usual, and that she would never interact with him again. After saying this, she prepared to leave with her sword.

But she didn't expect three silver needles to be shot from behind. When her consciousness caught the three silver needles, she kicked off the flying sword with both feet and used the reaction force to move backwards to avoid the three silver needles.

He used the object control technique to recall the flying sword to his hand.

"What do you mean by this?" Yu Jing said angrily, "Sects prohibit members of the same sect from killing each other."

"Sister, are you really unwilling to be my double monk?" He did not answer directly, but continued to ask stubbornly.

"It's impossible. You're not going to kill me because of this, are you?" This ridiculous idea popped up in Yu's mind, and she asked incredulously.

Yan Zening shook his head, stared at her affectionately, and said in a gentle tone: "How could I kill my senior sister? I like my senior sister so much."

"Senior sister started at the age of six, won the first place in the inner sect competition at the age of twelve, used the eleventh level of Qi training in the Yellow Sand Secret Realm to kill monsters in the foundation-building stage at the age of fifteen, and succeeded in building the foundation at the age of seventeen."

Yu said calmly: "So what."

Yan Zening still looked tender and affectionate, and continued: "Senior sister is like a dazzling star, high above and unattainable. I like dazzling things very much, so I fell in love with senior sister from the first time I met her.

Senior sister, I have been watching you."

"I, over the years, have endured thunder and lightning from Luo Lei Peak, suffered wind blades from Fengshen Cliff, and been frozen to pieces by the ice in Jibing Valley." His tone was still calm, but the ends of his eyes were slightly red, showing his emotion.

He seemed to be getting more and more excited, "Later, I finally became the first outer disciple to interact with you. Now that I have finally established my foundation, I can finally come to you and tell you that I like you. Why don't you like me?"

Why!"

"What does the sin you suffer have to do with me? Wouldn't you be able to cultivate without me?" Yu couldn't understand his thoughts at all.

"Sister, you don't understand..." Yan Zening murmured.

"Stop talking nonsense, and if you want to fight, hurry up." Yu Hengjian pointed and pointed the tip of the sword at Yan Zening. She felt that this man was just wasting his time. He said a lot of nonsense and it was better to have fun.

It can be solved quickly by force.

"I like the dazzling stars and need their light to illuminate me." Yan Zening stepped closer to Yu as he spoke, "But if the light is too dazzling and hurts my eyes, then I don't mind taking it off.

.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped and faced the tip of the sword, but no trace of fear could be seen on his face.

He reached out his right hand from the wide Taoist robe, clamped the sword blade between his index and middle fingers, and said with a sly smile: "Senior sister is still too naive. Next time, remember not to give your opponent a chance to say so many words."

Yu noticed something was wrong, but his hand was shaken away, and the flying sword was casually thrown aside by Yan Zening.

Oops, I fell into a trap.

She just wanted to use her spiritual power to retreat, but found that her spiritual power was stagnant.

Seeing this, Yan Zening threw a fairy binding rope from his sleeve and tied her up tightly. He took out a silver needle from her right back and said with satisfaction: "The first three silver needles are just a cover. With your spiritual consciousness, I am sure

It can detect things, but this one is different."

He held the special silver needle and waved it in front of Yu: "This is ground from the trunk of the Ten Thousand Years Hidden Breathing Tree and refined with black iron. Even the spiritual consciousness of the masters in the transformation stage may not be able to detect its movements.

I put poison on it that will freeze the spiritual power, but it will take some time to take effect."

I didn't expect that this outer disciple would hide such a rare thing. This was a treasure that Yuanying Daojun would be jealous of, but he used it on himself and he really thought highly of her. Yu glared at her: "Despicable and shameless."

"But everything I said was from the bottom of my heart. It's just that senior sister didn't understand it." Yan Zening leaned over and hugged Yu, ready to take her back. He looked down as if he was feeling something. The girl in his arms smiled strangely. Before he could react,

A burst of fire exploded from his arms.

Yan Zening immediately put up the defensive shield. Even so, he was shocked by the explosion and vomited blood. Every part of his internal organs hurt.

If he read correctly, what exploded should be the thunder ball under the golden elixir that made people's faces change upon hearing it. The detonation required very little spiritual power, but it was powerful enough to kill any monks including those in the early stage of foundation building, and foundation building

When monks in the middle and late stages of foundation building encounter this object, most of them are either dead or seriously injured. Therefore, when monks under the golden elixir see this object, they have to consider whether they have a chance to survive.

However, the material for making this object is extremely rare. It can only be made from the soil that has been struck by thunder within the scope of the Nascent Soul Monk's Thunder Tribulation, and the lava from the center of the extreme south, so there is not much left on the market.

It's just that Yan Zening never expected that Yu would have such a thing in his hand, and he detonated it directly on his body with the thought of being destroyed together.

Yu on the side did not fare much better. She took advantage of the defensive magic weapon given by her master and directly detonated the thunder ball. Although she was not seriously injured, her blood surged from the shock and the skin and flesh all over her body was burned.

blister.

Seeing that Yan Zening only suffered minor injuries and thought he had a good defense, Yu lowered his eyes in disappointment.

Seeing her like this, Yan Zening laughed angrily: "Since senior sister wants to die with me, I won't be polite."

He knelt down and looked at Yu. He no longer looked affectionate. The corners of his eyes were red, but his eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​ink. His whole person looked strange and monstrous. He gathered spiritual power with one hand and moved toward Yu.

A slap on the abdomen.

"Ah...!!!" Yu screamed shrilly.

Yan Zening actually broke her Dantian...

She could clearly feel the shattering of her Dantian, and none of the pain she had suffered in the past seventeen years could compare to it. The spiritual energy accumulated in her Dantian suddenly dispersed, and Yu's face turned pale, and he fell weakly.

Yan Zening passed out in his arms.
Chapter completed!