Murong Fu: I have already become an immortal, so why should I return to my country?

“good.”

Murong Fu was very satisfied.

The famous and unruly Rakshasa girl was finally subdued by him into a good girl.

“Do you still dare to do it in the future?”.

Although Murong Fu’s tone sounded like he was being tortured, it was much calmer than the previous brutality.

“Jun Chuo didn’t dare anymore.”

How dare she?

From last night to now, there has been no pause at all.

She almost thought she had gone to heaven.

Even if she has a master’s cultivation, she can’t withstand such a high-intensity attack.

“very good.”

Murong Fu’s face was full of approval.

Fu Junchuo wanted to struggle, but her numb legs and feet made her simple movement futile.

“You should have a good rest”

“I’m going to stop that old and disrespectful guy Ning Daoqi.”

Murong Fu covered Fu Junchuo with a blanket and walked out with unprecedented satisfaction.

And he was not making random excuses.

He sensed Ning Daoqi’s arrival last night.

This old man is very knowledgeable.

But he is also very nonsense.

Unexpectedly Murong Fu, who had already locked onto Ning Daoqi, took away most of the wine that Li Yuan sent overnight.

If Murong Xi didn’t show up again, he might not be able to keep the rest.. 03 Downwind. The old Taoist wearing a hat and fishing is Ning Daoqi.

“Give!”

When Ning Daoqi saw Murong Fu, he threw a bottle of wine directly to Murong Fu.

The wine flew very slowly.

In the eyes of other masters, it was like an old man walking slowly.

But in Murong Fu’s eyes, it was a kind of Mysterious changes. This wine seems to be a strange object with no focus, and its trajectory is constantly changing. It is as real as it is imaginary.

There is nothing else but Ning Daoqi. Just like picking something out of a bag, I picked it off easily.

“You were indeed not injured. Ning

Daoqi showed a clear look.

Then he laughed at himself:”Some people were blind all night.” Murong Fu didn’t answer.

He slowly sat down on another piece of blue rock.

Ning Daoqi asked,”Do you know why Song Que is absent?””

In front of Murong Fu, he was very open-minded.

He didn’t have the demeanor of a Taoist master at all.

He was more of a willful little old man.

Murong Fu replied casually:”It’s just that he encountered some bugs.”

The Song family was also present last night.

It’s just that Song Que, who should be there the most, didn’t show up.

“Shi Zhixuan is not a bed bug”

“He’s so slippery.”

Ning Daoqi also has to admit that Shi Zhixuan is terrifying.

Of course.

What is terrifying about Shi Zhixuan is the Immortal Seal and the Seven Illusions of Immortality.

And his wisdom that is far beyond ordinary people.

In other aspects, it is really nothing to Ning Daoqi.

“I’m a little interested in the Immortal Seal”

“If you can meet him, you have to exchange with him.”

Murong Fu is somewhat interested in this amazing skill that can be practiced to a great master.

This will not only deepen his understanding of the way of life and death. It can also integrate it and make the positive and negative two ritual formations, small non-phase skills, etc., more Go up one floor.

Ning Daoqi paused, then showed a strange expression and asked,”What if he refuses?””

The Seal of Immortality is Shi Zhixuan’s unique skill. It is his lifelong pride.

How could he exchange it at will?

“Then I’ll get it in another way.”

“What a big deal. Murong

Fu said indifferently.

Ning Daoqi:”……”

For a while.

Speechless scene

“never mind. Ning

Daoqi put away his fishing rod and asked,”How long can Meng Chixing live?”

Murong Fu asked again:”Do you want to know, or do others want to know?””

“All”

“After all, a seasoned person has to be prepared.”

Ning Daoqi knew that once Meng Chixing died, the Yuan Dynasty would definitely go berserk.

The martial master Bixuan was nothing more than that.

But Meng Chixing was the symbol of martial arts of the Yuan Empire.

He was their living god.

If their god died, even though he would Faith collapsed, but those fanatical believers would also go crazy.

Therefore, it was natural for Emperor Yuan to make a fuss.

“Three days, maybe”

“Seven days at most.”

Murong Fu answered casually.

Ning Daoqi nodded and flew away with steps as if he were relieved.

The speed was actually a bit faster than usual.

I don’t know if he was in a hurry.

Or he was scared.

“Right”

“First the Martial Lord, then the Demon Lord”

“I have a grudge against the Yuan Empire.”

Murong Fu also began to have a new plan in his heart.

As for the specific plan, no one knows.

******

Daliao Palace.

Now it has become one of the palaces of Emperor Yuan Dynasty.

But at this moment.

But it was just the place where Demon Lord Meng Chixing stayed.

Meng Chixing was very calm.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the favorite garden of Emperor Liao.

He has been sitting here for three days and three nights. like a statue.

Just like a lifelike statue.

It’s just that this statue has been delicately aged over time and is full of weird cracks.

Fang Yeyu and others guarded the surroundings of the garden.

They are waiting for someone.

He is the most proud disciple of Mo Sect Meng Chixing.

Since his debut, the undefeated magician Pang Ban

“You came?”

Meng Chixing suddenly said his first words in three days.

Along with his words, a tired figure appeared in front of everyone.

Who was not the top expert at the time?

But they just failed to notice Pang Ban. Arriving.

It seemed like…

Pang Ban was here from the beginning.

Then, Fang Yeyu and others evacuated.

“Master.”

Pang Ban knelt down.

He had never knelt before heaven and earth, and had no respect for the emperor.

Only his master could make him kneel down.

He looked at the seemingly lifeless elder in front of him.

His soul and body were all trembling.

“Spot”

“My time as a teacher is running out.”

Meng Chixing opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are these?

There are no eyeballs and no focus, just like two dark blue gems.

Pang Ban’s hands trembled uncontrollably.

“I will teach you the last lesson today.”

Meng Chixing touched Pang Ban’s Tianling Cap.

Even a great master of martial arts would not allow his fatal part to be grasped by others at will.

But this is Meng Chixing.

He personally trained him to become a magician, and his kindness is greater than that of his biological father and mother. Master

“Ban’er, please remember……”

“Birth, old age, illness and death, love and hatred, wealth and glory”

“It’s all an illusion created by the senses. It’s empty but real, and there’s always nothing left.”

“I only understood this truth four days ago, but it was too late… 823”

Meng Chixing’s voice was hollow.

But every word could shock Pang Ban’s heart.

“His achievements as a teacher cannot be regarded as unparalleled, but they can also be regarded as outstanding and outstanding.”

“However, the road ahead as a teacher is over, and now I see future generations surpassing me. I wake up today because it is too late.”

“So Ban’er can’t follow the old path of being a teacher.”

Meng Chixing touched Pang Ban’s shiny black hair with pity.

It seemed that Pang Ban at this moment was still the child he saw for the first time.

“Except Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian”

“For hundreds of years, no one in the demon sect has dared to try the magic method of cultivating demons from the heart of the Tao, and no one has the courage to risk his life to survive.”

Meng Chixing mentioned the highest skill of the Demon Sect.

This is the only method of transcendence of the Demon Sect.

It is also Meng Chixing’s final insight in life.

“Master, don’t worry”

“Ban’er left everything behind and advanced to practice the supreme magic technique of the Demon Sect.”

Pang Ban also understands Meng Chixing’s painstaking efforts.

With Pang Ban’s current martial arts, he is at most the second Meng Chixing.

After all, he cannot surpass Murong Fu.

Beyond the limit

“When I was a teacher, there was Chuan Ying, and you have Murong Fu.”

“Now, the only person in the Demon Sect who has the greatest hope of surpassing me, and even surpassing my ancestors, is you.”

Meng Chixing has never doubted Pang Ban’s talent.

He also firmly believes that Pang Ban can cultivate into a Taoist heart demon.

“so……”

“I would like to help you as a teacher.”

Meng Chixing slowly showed his snow-white teeth.

Before the oil ran out, he finally saw hope.

Because he condensed his lifelong cultivation into a demon seed, and thereby became Pang Ban’s Taoist demon seed.

This is In fulfilling Pangban,

I am also fulfilling myself.