After only a moment of flashing, Yue Yu smiled bitterly again, "You will be a monk in the imperial court from now on. I can teach you the complete method of sword cultivation, and even the elixir and spiritual land needed for practice.
All can be provided until the day you achieve enlightenment. But don’t mention this word of apprenticeship in the future—”
I have already made up my mind to pay attention. Not only everything in the Hongmeng Sword Book, but even my other learning can be taught to you.
Donghua Sanren couldn't help but frowned and said in confusion: "Since the Emperor is willing to teach me, why don't he accept me as his disciple? It's said that he has no master and disciple, but I don't believe it! Could it be that he is worried about having an evil relationship with the Anarchae Sect?
Will it be implicated by me? What kind of person is the Emperor, who is Donghua? Since he is a teaching master, what is the difference between him and his teacher?"
Before he finished speaking, Yue Yu shook his head slightly: "It's not all because of this, you and I have no chance to be together."
Seeing that the Donghua Sanren was still unwilling to give up, Yue Yu didn't wait for the other party to speak, he smiled and bounced his fingers, a beam of blue light hitting the eyebrows of the Donghua Sanren. Countless mysterious avenues, followed by Yue Yu's thoughts,
Forced to inject it into the mind of Donghua Sanren.
I sat there for several hours, and saw the twisted and painful expression on Donghua's face becoming more and more obvious. I was sweating profusely and almost exhausted.
Only then did Yue Yu lock the beam of light, but he felt that his whole body was extremely tired. This method similar to Western teachings, like a enlightened method. The person who bears it is indeed painful and the consumption of the user is not small.
After stopping, Donghua could only sit in place, unable to speak. Countless runes flashed in his eyes, his soul was scattered, and blue veins were bulging on both sides of his forehead.
Yue Yu knew that the other party was lost in the ocean of great roads he taught. He didn't realize that there was anything different. He just swept his magic power and sent Donghua out of the bedroom. Naturally, there would be a giant god to take care of him.
Then there was a slight dizziness. After experiencing the incident in Donghua, Yue Yu almost subconsciously remembered his true disciple in the Xuan Realm today, and his fellow disciple of Guangling Sect.
"I don't know what the situation is now?"
Yue Yu's thoughts moved slightly, and then he illuminated the Kunlun mirror to the mysterious realm of heaven. He directly penetrated countless obstacles to time and space, and showed Guangling Mountain in the mirror.
I saw Liu Yueru sitting cross-legged on the top of the Shuihan Peak, practicing alone. She looked a little tired on her face like a snow-carved jade. There was no one in the Guanyun Hall, and she couldn't tell her.
The loneliness.
"The Peak of Spirit Immortal--"
Yue Yu felt a little ache, and he felt indescribable guilt. With Liu Yueru's qualifications, he only needed his own full support. At this moment, even in Taiyi Zhenxian Realm, he could achieve success.
However, because he was in charge of the sect for him, he remained in the realm. Not only did he delay many years in vain, but he also devoted himself to the Zen essence of Guangling Sect. In recent years, he had spent so much effort under the pressure of the sect.
He sighed in his heart, and Yue Yu shone on the rest of the people one by one. He saw that many elders in the sect suppressed their practice to delay the time they ascend to the earthly world.
Until he saw Chang Binghong and Xi Han, Yue Yu was slightly raised with his lips. His uncle, his temperament was completely different than that of hundreds of years ago. The pain in his eyebrows seemed to have already been
Being smoothed, from time to time, a few smiles will appear on your face.
The Kunlun mirror moved again and shone onto the Xiaoguan Peak. The mountain today that specializes in the sword control method is no longer the desolate and desolate he had when he first entered Guangling. Tens of thousands of Guangling disciples opened a cave here.
Only roughly can we roughly see some of the morphological characteristics of Xiaoguanfeng in the past.
"It turns out that Yueru kept my Dayan Mansion for me-"
Looking at the empty and familiar place halfway up the mountain, Yue Yu couldn't help but smile. He followed closely behind, and when his eyes were heading toward somewhere above, his expression froze slightly.
A figure that had made him dream of suddenly appeared in front of him. And Yue Yu's face also showed a bit of pain.
"I don't know where she is now? Who is it, to take Han'er away?"
My heart couldn't help but feel tide again. After a while, Yue Yu reluctantly took a deep breath and calmed down his mind.
Then he abandoned all distracting thoughts and completely immersed his mind and mind into the Hongmeng Sword Book.
He didn't know what the intention of the man who took Duanmu Han was. But he knew that if he couldn't meet the conditions to become that man's chess piece, he had enough qualifications to touch the chess game set by this person. Then, no matter what he was doing, at this moment, no matter what he was.
Worrying is useless.
Whether it is to truly gain a foothold in this prehistoric world or to search for Duanmu Han, his magical power cultivation is the foundation.
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It was just when Yue Yu recalled Duanmu Han. In a distant depth of time and space, a woman in white dress was in the medicine garden, looking stunned. She leaned over to get the flowers
The action also stopped.
There was also a beautiful woman next to her. Seeing this, she was shocked and turned her head to look over, with a hint of suspicion: "Junior Sister Duanmu, Junior Sister Duanmu?"
Duanmu Han still had his eyebrows slightly frowned, and there was no half-focus in his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly woke up and picked the dark blue flower in front of him that had eight petals and had not yet fully bloomed. Be careful and put it in his hand.
Inside the bamboo basket, he smiled slightly: "Just remembering a difficult part of my Xuanbing Lihuo Technique, I was a little distracted-"
Having said that, a beautiful Taoist figure emerged in his mind.
Just now, I felt a little bit of correspondence with my thoughts. But I didn’t know where that person was?
The beautiful woman obviously disbelief, and her sharp eyes rolled, "It's true? I see your expression, I remembered my lover! Junior Sister Duanmu also has a dual cultivation partner in the lower world?"
"Dual practice partner?"
Duanmu Han couldn't help laughing: "No! Junior Sister Zhiling. Where did you think of it? I have been reincarnated several times, but I have been alone from beginning to end?"
Zhiling still looked suspicious and looked at Duanmu Han up and down. She was about to look at Duanmu Han again, but she heard a bell ringing from a distance. She couldn't help but feel subconsciously happy, and immediately put aside the doubts in her heart and said, "
It was the Empress who was preparing to preach, but this time it was a good luck! You and I need to go there early and take a place--"
When she spoke, she had already accelerated her movements. A piece of medicine was cleaned and picked in an instant.
Duanmu Han was still not too slow, but he was still cautious and put the medicine in front of him into the bamboo basket one by one. His face was full of smiles, and there was no sign of anxiety.
Seeing this, Zhiling was immediately angry: "Good sister, do you know how rare it is for Empress to go to preach in person? You have become a worldly disciple. You can ask for advice anytime, anytime, anytime.
Empress. We, the registered disciples, have worked hard in Mount Li for thousands of years, only once can we have such an opportunity to listen to the great way!”
Duanmu Han was stunned. He accelerated his movements. However, when the picking of spiritual medicine increased slightly, he would inevitably be unable to take care of it. Several extremely precious spiritual medicines were finally collected, and the medicine was greatly damaged.
It made her feel very regretful.
The bell rings several times in a row, and it sounds clear. It makes people wake up and feel extremely clear.
At the time of the sixth bell, all the elixirs in this medicine garden were finally picked.
Zhiling could no longer hold back, and immediately pulled Duanmu Han, soared into the air, and flew away to a mountain in the distance.
As soon as he rushed into the air, his whole body suddenly stretched out. However, it was a golden phoenix pheasant that brought Duanmu Hancao behind him.
Then, a short while, I saw a magnificent palace from afar, which appeared in front of me.
Duanmu Han looked at him from afar, but there was no joy in his eyes. Instead, his eyes were leisurely and his face was extremely complicated.
Zhi Lingwei was moved below and advised, "Junior sister, why are you here again? Didn't you say that? I don't know how many people can't dream of being able to worship under the Empress.
many--"
"But you don't feel strange about Senior Sister Zhiling?"
Duanmu Han shook his head slightly, and his eyes were slightly bitter: "Duanmu Han asked himself that his qualifications were not the best, and his magical power and status were even more of the human race. And there were countless demons in Mount Li, just like Master Zhiling.
The body of the true immortal has condensed the bloodline of the super-level, but it is still only a few disciples. Why is it that only I can worship the Queen Mother?”
"This master and apprentice need to be taught the law of fate. Besides, your qualifications are not bad at all? The empress has a deep relationship with your human race, and she is even more profound. How can we not accept you as a disciple?"
The Zhiling chuckled, then said, "Besides, you said that you are low in cultivation now. What's the capital that I deserve to plot against you? I even accept you as a disciple?"
Duanmu Han's expression was stunned, followed by a silence. Duanmu Han was naturally not worthy of others' special plot.
But that one, the disciple in his previous life, and the senior brother in this life, must have this qualification-
After entering Mount Li, for some reason, the memories that had clearly seen in my previous life slowly woke up.
Then the figure gradually settled into the depths of his heart. He could not be forgotten and could no longer be forgotten.
In her previous life, she had already caused the man to be heartbroken. In this life, she really didn't want to give him any more trouble.
As he was meditating, the Zhiling had already flew to a huge square. Here were countless demon cultivators gathered here.
At first glance, it was a huge millions. Each one sat in the White Jade Square according to his cultivation level.
There are even many human monks, but they are all hugged and live in a remote corner.
In addition to this palace, there are countless demon cultivators who have not been transformed, crawling on the ground, all waiting quietly with great respect.