Although Feng Juxu had no idea why Guan Xiaozhao had such a brain hole, he saw Guan Xiaozhao's attitude.
He said: "Have you never believed in me?"
"I admit that I did use you, and I did restrict your freedom to a certain extent, forcing you to do things you didn't want to do. But I never hurt you, Guan Xinyu."
"Have you hurt me?"
His plain words aroused Guan Xiaozhao's anger: "I am an independent individual. I am not seven-year-old Guan Xiaozhao, but the former Yunfu Zhenjun Guan Xinyu. When you control my life and interfere with my wishes, It's already the biggest damage!"
"Do you hate me?" Feng Juxu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, seemingly puzzled: "Everything is dominated by Lord Lanyue, but you don't seem to hate Lord Lanyue."
"Although I don't fully believe in Lord Lanyue, I have to admit that he is a real wise man, and can always answer my questions when needed. But what about you?"
Guan Xiaozhao sneered: "You only have threats and commands, and even use your heart, soul, and blood to swear this dirty sorcery to control me!"
"I control you?"
Feng Juxu's voice suddenly hardened.
Instead of his usual dull and flat expression, his voice was as fast as beads falling on a jade plate: "Why should I find the Taishijian? Guan Xinyu, do you know—"
His Taoist robe was originally loosely tied, and the water droplets on his hair wetted out patches of water stains.
Feng Juxu's hand bones were pale and thin, like the toes of a vulture, which made people suspect that it could directly pierce a person's throat.
He strode forward and tore open his shirt to reveal a clean chest: "If you can't find the Sanshijian anymore, I will become your slave, Guan Xinyu!"
He grabbed Guan Xiaozhao's hand and pressed it on his bottom rib, staring at her: "Or you want me to kill you—"
It was the first time that Guan Xiaozhao saw the reticent Feng Juxu so gaffe, and she didn't understand what he was talking about.
She struggled hard but couldn't get rid of it completely, and there seemed to be an attraction coming from Feng Juxu's skin, which made her completely unable and didn't want to get rid of—
Under Guan Xiaozhao's palm, it seemed as if tiny moss grew, and the fluffy ground gave off a bright white light—
On Feng Juxu's bare chest, words gradually appeared!
One stroke by one stroke, like carving out of thin air, the brushwork is simple and vicissitudes of life—
"Wake up"!
Feng Juxu’s arms are getting tighter and tighter. He wants to take Guan Xiaozhao into his arms, close to himself, and let her understand who has been suffering for so many years—
But when I got closer, I realized that Guan Xiaozhao was a little short.
Guan Xiaozhao's head only reaches his waist and hips, which is a bit inappropriate.
So when the words "Awakening the World" appeared completely, Feng Juxu let go of Guan Xiaozhao.
All of a sudden, she fell to the muddy ground, full of her mind just touching Feng Juxu's touch—
Guan Xiaozhao finally understood what that feeling was. She wanted to grasp the feeling of Feng Juxu, just as longing for Guan Xinyu's longevity sword!
"Now you know."
Feng Juxu landed on one knee, half-kneeled and looked at Guan Xiaozhao: "What I am looking for is not only Taishijian, but Sanshijian."
When Tai Shi opened the world, the three ribs in the heart turned into three sword stones, which were the swords of the three generations.
"Guan Mulu got the Taishi Sword Stone and the Awakening Sword Stone from the Third Sword. He first forged the Taishi Sword and passed it on to you."
Guan Xiaozhao held up his head and argued: "But—"
Feng Juxu interrupted her words: "I know what you want to say, you don't know Taishijian. I didn't believe you, Guan Xinyu, even if I didn't believe in Lord Lanyue, I wouldn't believe you."
"You didn't recognize the Taishijian, it doesn't mean that it is not by your side. Your rebirth is the best proof of possessing the Taishijian."
"Guan Mulu wants to give you the best thing, Guan Xinyu. He wanted to gather the three swords and let them merge into one, but he didn't do it in the end. When he fell, the last sword still didn't fall."
"After giving the Taishi Sword to you, Guan Mulu began to forge the Awakening Sword. He added your soul blood to the embryo of the Awakening Sword in order to make the Awakening Sword be yours by nature."
Feng Juxu pulled out a wry smile: "I can't help but believe you, and I can't hurt you, Guan Xinyu—"
"Because I am Awakening Sword."
"I have never been able to control you... You control me!"
Guan Xiaozhao swallowed his dry throat with difficulty: "I don't know if I should believe you, Feng Juxu. I can't believe everything you say... But I can't find any reason for you to deceive me like this."
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."
Feng Juxu pulled Guan Xiaozhao up from the ground and used a dust-cleaning technique for her by the way: "There are only two ways to get rid of the deformed relationship between us. One is to kill you, and the other is to find Qi Sanshijian. "
"Then have you ever thought of killing me?" Guan Xiaozhao said to his back.
He stopped, but did not answer directly.
"Mother Shepherd Daoist is kind to me."
He Tianpai.
Guan Xiaozhao dropped his flying sword in front of the mountain gate, and two outer disciples on duty came forward to salute: "Senior Sister."
She responded gently and asked: "What can happen to the martial arts during this period of time?"
"There is a major event to be known to Senior Sister," one of the Qi refiners said: "The True Monarch of Beilu Lu has left the customs."
Guan Xiaozhao's heart sighed. She didn't even say hello at the beginning. She slipped down the mountain to find Feng Juxu while she was closed in the Beilu. This time she had to scold her again when she faced her master again.
I don't know if I can offset the merits and demerits of building the foundation.
"Oh? Then I have to go to see Master soon."
Guan Xiaozhao calmly squeezed out a smile, and gave them a low-grade spirit stone, "Thank you for the two brothers and apprentices. I have a chance to meet again in the future."
After that, he quickly walked into the mountain gate, and disappeared in a moment.
"Senior Sister Guan seems to have already built the foundation..." One of them looked in the direction Guan Xiaozhao was leaving, and was surprised at the speed at which she shrank into an inch. "I thought only Senior Sister Jiang was so against the sky."
"Yeah, yeah, they are all geniuses." Another person said boredly: "Unlike us, who are obviously many years older than them, so they have to be called Senior Sisters."
Guan Xiaozhao had already approached the edge of Feipeng Peak at this moment, and suddenly heard a pleasantly surprised voice: "Xiao Zhao, are you back?"
She turned around and saw that the smile on her face was a little sincere: "Senior Brother Yuanqi!"
"Congratulations Xiao Zhao, you can build a foundation so soon!"
Yuan Qi rummaged in his storage bag, and finally embarrassedly took out three Thunderfire Talisman, "I didn’t expect to meet you so soon... I didn’t bring any good things with me. I made these Thunderfire Talisman by myself. It's worthy of the full blow of the cultivator in the middle Jindan period."
Yuan Qi was the eldest disciple of True Monarch Yujing, the head of the Hetian School. Two years ago, he advanced to the Golden Core at a bone age of less than a hundred years.
He is only in the early stage of the Golden Core, and it is the limit to be able to make a thunder and fire talisman comparable to the full blow of a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and I am afraid it is the only three.
There is always such a kind of person, he is kind to everyone, always enthusiastic. Some people think that this is a false sentiment, but Guan Xiaozhao feels that it is really rare for a man of heaven like Yuanqi.
She will remember Yuan Qi's kindness.
After Guan Xiaozhao successfully built the foundation, he bid farewell to Feng Juxu in Wan Beast Forest. Her task now is to hope that True Monarch Beilu will fulfill her promise and let her get back the longevity sword.
On the one hand, Guan Xinyu's expectations were met. On the other hand, Jun Yuejun and Feng Juxu urgently wanted to find clues about the Taishijian from the Longevity Sword.
She kept walking into Feipeng Peak, which was bare and ugly at the beginning, so Guan Xiaozhao planted a few bamboos when he was leaving a year ago.
On the surface, the junior disciple outside said that the title of Zhenjun Beilu was elegant and indifferent, but Guan Xiaozhao knew that her cheap master didn't like lightness, but depression and dilapidation.
She walked into the cave house presented by the god of Changning, Guan Xiaozhao lived in the left ear room, and the stele house lived in the main room.
She stood at the door for a while and noticed that Master's gentle consciousness swept past, and then she walked into the depths of the cave.
The true monarch of Beilulu has his eyes closed slightly and he has a linen robe. He has a fair appearance, handsome eyes and a quiet temperament like a distant mountain.
This person looks softer than the flowing water in spring, and more elegant than the bamboo of Feipong Peak.
But everyone who has seen him fight, no, people who have fought will not think so.
Because of such a gentle, beautiful, and so gentle and elegant Majesty Stele Lu, he is a... the root of thunder and fire.
There are four direct disciples of Xiaoyao Shenjun, the true monarch of Beilulu, the true monarch of Yujing, the true monarch of Gumeng, and the true monarch of Yunfu Guan Xinyu.
The youngest Yunfu is more than a thousand years old from the biggest Beilu. In addition to his fierce fame, he looks like "I don’t care about anything, so don’t ask me for any trouble." So Guan Xinyu always treats this senior It is admiring and fearful.
Now that Beilu became Guan Xiaozhao's master, she was even more afraid.
Guan Xiaozhao bowed deeply to the young man on the shop, who looked like he did not eat the fireworks. "Master, Xiaozhao has successfully built the foundation."
The stele's voice is gentle and elegant: "Yes."
A few more moments passed.
Beilu did not speak.
Xiao Zhao did not speak either.
Guan Xiaozhao felt a little uneasy. Although Beilu didn't say anything, she knew that Master was angry.
She weighed in and apologized: "A year ago Xiao Zhao left without saying goodbye, and asked Master to punish him."
"Do you think I can't teach you well?"
The true monarch of Beilulu suppressed his momentum: "If I hadn't wanted to leave the customs a few days ago to see your situation, I didn't even know that my disciple had left the school privately for a whole year!"
He flicked the sleeves of his robe, and brought a rush of wind: "But you can build a foundation in one year, but it is really good for cultivation-but I don't know where in your heart my master is!"