The implication of those words is that the prohibition on flying in the air and shrinking the ground has been opened, so that those rascals who don't respect their teachers can all climb the steps.
Thinking of the distance between his Chonghua Peak and the main peak, Zeng Yuanqing had nothing more than a sad expression.
Yu Xuanji didn't even ask about Jun Huantian's surrender of the cultivation base, but only asked, "Have you met an old person in the Mangshan Realm?"
"No, there was a delay on the way, and when I arrived at the Mangshan Realm, I turned back." Jun Huantian would not tell them because he lost the Celestial Sword and his speed was not very optimistic.
"That's really hard work for you." Yu Xuanji was still so indifferent, looking down slightly, "I'm afraid you still have unfulfilled aspirations in the Mangshan realm, but you must remember that there are many causes and effects in everything, and the cause has to be paid back. If you need it, you can just follow your heart, and you don’t need to worry too much."
"Thank you, the head." Jun Huantian nodded slightly. He believed that Yu Xuanji's words would be of ulterior motives, but he might not be able to penetrate it unless he was in front of him.
Just turned around and stepped out of the inner hall. Suddenly Yu Xuanji asked behind him, "Huantian, where's your sword?"
Where's the sword? Where's the sword...
Jun Huantian's footsteps stagnated, the coldness around his body suddenly dispersed, he stopped for a while, and walked away.
It wasn't until he walked far that Yu Xuanji picked up the tea cup next to him, and the white smoke of tea was still there. Now there was a piece of thin ice floating on the surface.
"Head, can you calculate what happened to Huantian over the years?" Zeng Yuanqing asked a little worried.
Yu Xuanji looked at the direction Jun Huantian was leaving, stayed silent for a long time, and said quietly, "The heart demon is coming."
"The heart demon?!" Zeng Yuanqing's eyes widened suddenly, and a chill suddenly hit his heart.
Inner demon is a taboo of cultivators. The so-called becoming a demon with one thought is enough to describe the danger of inner demon.
Going through all kinds of disasters is no better than a trace of obsession in the heart. People can restrain their words and deeds, but it is difficult to restrain their hearts.
Once the heart demon arrives, the cultivation base will no longer break through diligently.
"Before the Huantian cultivation base dropped steeply, it was trapped by the heart demon? Then he repeatedly went to the Mang Mountain realm to find the heart demon?" Zeng Yuanqing asked eagerly, unable to wait for Yu Xuanji to answer, and said: "Then I might as well go to the Mangshan realm, look for the inner demon, and cut it off first."
"If it can be easily cut off, why is it a demon?" Yu Xuanji's eyebrows also hung a touch of sadness, "If you insist on delusion, if you ask for it, you will become a demon. I will recall him to the door and still can't hold it... Let's go to the Mang Mountain Realm, don't let him sink deeper and deeper."
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"You... Are you... Are you an idiot or a mentally retarded?! You have lived in the cultivation world for more than ten years, but have you all survived as a dog?! I really want to see what's in your head? ！Don’t even know the five weaving flowers, you still have the face to learn refining?! What if the chance is good?! I’m afraid that you can’t see the treasure in front of you!! Blind with eyes open, eyes without beads!! You … you… "
Zhuang Shao was so angry that he couldn't get up again and again, and he cursed completely regardless of the consequences. He almost pointed at the tip of Mo Ye's nose.
Mo Ye was holding a small fleshy five-petal flower in his hand, and was frustrated by the scolding.
Through Zhuang Shao’s description, she quickly found the five-weaving flower on the top of the cliff, and Zu Jinyang did not lie to her. The Gu eagle guarding the five-weaving flower just flew over and slapped her twice with her wings, and she was caught by her. He swung his sword and drove away until she left without harassing her again.
Although the strength of Gu carved wings is amazing, but a beast is a beast, and there is no threat index to her.
And then, she lay down on the edge of the cliff, guarding for three days and three nights, watching the five-woven flower slowly blooming, pulling it down at the most prosperous time.
After flying all the way, she found a deep pool and threw the trouble-prone sword. When she was done, she still tried to fly, for fear that the five weaving flowers would not be able to become a pill if they were picked off.