When Qingjun and Cangtong returned to Jiuhuan through the gap in space and came to the main hall of the Changtian Sect's Dao Peak, the one in the secret land of the Changtian Sect noticed it at the first time.
At that time, he was sitting cross-legged on his couch full of soul-nourishing things, fiddling with a few dolls made of colored clay and telling stories to Zhu'er.
"This is Sheng Yang, he's a grumpy Luanniao."
"This is Yunshui, she is a little girl who doesn't like to talk."
"Both of them are amazing."
"Sheng Yang likes Yunshui, but Yunshui likes a waiter next to me."
"The waiter is just a mortal.
Yun Shui is a great monk, and her lifespan is dozens of times that of a waiter. ” Zhu'er was eating candy and heard this, and raised her eyes to look at Changtian: "I like it" Changtian nodded and said, "Well, Yunshui likes to serve people." ” "Although the servant is only a mortal, he has wisdom.
As long as he doesn't do bad karma, he will be the most intelligent person for the rest of his life.
He said, "Yunshui likes him." ” "Uh-huh."
Zhu'er nodded violently, "Together." ” Changtian touched her head and sighed, "No." ” "The servant married Fan Ji from the Divine Palace.
The clouds and water fell on the battlefield.
Sheng Yang felt that it was all the waiter's fault and wanted to kill the waiter.
I stopped Sheng Yang. ” "Sheng Yang has never had a spouse since then, and he has also fallen on the battlefield."
"Sheng Yang and Yunshui are the first people to follow me" "Uh-huh."
Zhu'er ate with powdered sugar in her mouth, "Together." ” Changtian stroked the top of her head, seeing that she ate sweetly, and couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, a feeling arose in his heart.
Even he was amazed by this feeling.
"Whew" He looked in a certain direction, his gaze seemed to penetrate the cave wall, and he directly saw the Dao Peak.
"It's my bones" he was surprised, "it's the guy" He remembered the guy who fished him out of the Great Immortal Array 10,000 years ago.
After saving him, the guy's body was shattered, but fortunately, the core was still intact.
And his physical body has been corrupted by the breath of the Demon Lord.
He simply stripped the flesh and blood, pulled out the clean bones, and refined a new body for the guy.
At that time, he made a fortune, and the lifeline of this foreign visitor was entangled with him from the beginning.
Now, after 10,000 years, just as he began to prepare to be reborn into the world, just when the seal of the Demon Domain was already unstable, his bones returned.
Even if it was Changtian, he was slightly confused, not knowing where the entanglement between the foreign visitors and him would be After all, he had already made Chongxin.
He had everything ready and just waited for Chong Xin to get into the groove.
Although he didn't lose last time, he didn't win.
This time, no matter what, we want to completely solve that guy in the demon world.
I thought about it for a long time.
Until Pearls pulled his hand.
Zhu'er's hands are white and fat, and fleshy.
His hands were translucent.
He split half of his soul body to create Chong Xin, and the other half of his soul body did not have a physical body, and it was completely just a state of divine soul.
"Sugar."
Zhu'er said aggrievedly, "It's gone." ” The tip of Zhu'er's nose was stained with powdered sugar.
Changtian can't help but laugh.
He wiped the icing sugar off the tip of her nose and said softly, "No more food."
If you eat it again, your uncle will lose his temper again. ” Zhu'er was obviously very afraid of this uncle, she threw the empty box aside, and lay on Changtian's knee aggrievedly.
Changtian gently touched her head.
His fingers sank into her skull, gently touching her mutilated spirit.
Zhu'er was close to his innate soul, and when he touched his soul like this, like a cat being petted, he soon fell asleep.
Changtian smiled slightly, raised his head and looked at the top of the cave.
His gaze was far away, as if looking at the endless blue sky and flowing clouds.
Qingjun stayed in Changtian Sect and saw Cangtong the next day.
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"Hey, you look pretty good."
Qingjun said.
When Cang Tong was in the mortal world, he had a tattered skin, and when he was in the demon realm, he was even more slippery and had no skin, he was completely a bone man, and now he finally has the appearance of a "human" again.
His body is refined by Changtian, and his face is naturally shaped by Changtian.
No matter how bad Changtian is, his aesthetics are really not to be blamed.
As long as the person who gave the skin graft to the pupil is not extraordinarily handsome, he can have a tough and handsome appearance.
"How can such a delicate puppet be used instead of repairable and regenerative skin," Chong Rong real person complained.
"What kind of person is this bad style, cutting corners in such a small place, and not being perfect.
Not good, not good" How did Chong Rong know that Changtian was a new body refined for Cang Tong on the ancient battlefield of the Demon Domain.
Needless to say, the main material of this body is his own bones.
The other auxiliary materials were all dug out of the battlefield after a long period of hard work.
Changtian didn't mean to cut corners, but the conditions were limited at that time, and some materials couldn't be made up, so he could only make do with a layer of skin for Cangtong, so that he could have a personal appearance first.
Qingjun has been influenced by Changtian since he was a child, and everything follows Changtian.
Changtian thinks it's a good-looking face, and Qingjun naturally thinks it's good-looking.
She admired the new look of the green eyes for a moment and asked, "Is the throat and underneath repaired?"
Speaking of this, Chong Rong became excited.
Ignoring the courtesy, he waved his hands rudely, and said angrily: "Qingjun Qingjun, you can talk about this."
Qingjun was stunned and said, "What's wrong?"
Chong Rong said excitedly: "You tell him who I am, I Chong Rong is the head of the Changtian Sect Refining Division, you are the best magic weapon, put it in my hands, you can rest assured, I Chong Rong will never do such things as taking it for himself or taking the opportunity to control it."
Qingjun understood.
Laying the skin and planting the hair are all done in vitro.
But in order to repair the vocal organs or install other organs, it is necessary to open the body of the pupil.
The pupil doesn't trust Chongrong.
The monks wanted more and better magic weapons.
Cangtong himself is a great magic weapon.
After he and Changtian separated, he walked in the world, and the conflicts between him and Ren Xiu were almost all because those Ren Xiu found out that he was a puppet and wanted to control him and possess him.
Therefore, after killing the last monk who tried to control him, Cang Tong felt bored, so he disguised himself as an ordinary puppet and fell into a long sleep.
Until he was awakened by Takebu again.
"The Changtian Sect can be trusted."
Qingjun said, "You don't have to worry, I guarantee your safety." ” Her red lips touched lightly, but the words she spat out carried the power of words: "I, Qingqing, swear here."
If this person destroys or possesses you, We will destroy him and he will not enter the cycle of samsara. ” She is a great demon comparable to a monk in the human cultivation period, standing on the tip of the monk's pyramid, infinitely close to the way of heaven.
The oath she made directly made Chongrong, who was involved in this oath, shudder, as if he had passed an electric current.
Chong Rong trembled, and complained: "Make such a ruthless oath, am I that kind of person?"
With Qingjun's oath assurance, Cang Tong finally nodded.
A few days later, Cangtong, who had not been able to speak well for decades, finally repaired his long-damaged sounding device.
But he didn't pack anything else.
Qingjun is dissatisfied.
"Ugly," she complained.
"It's useless to me."
The pale pupil said paralyzed.
"Please help me with the search for someone."
"Got it."
Qingjun said indifferently, "But you have to tell me her name, or what she looks like." ” Cangtong took out a folded piece of paper from the bag around his waist.
He was a puppet, not a living monk, and he could not use the magic weapon of storage, so he could only carry a pouch and purse with him like a mortal.
Luckily, he barely had anything to take with him.
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What he handed to Qingjun was a painting he had drawn himself.
In his early life, he received an elite education, which also included hobbies and talents.
He drew a portrait of Takebu with the charcoal that he used to draw drawings.
"It's a portrait of her."
He told Qingjun, "Her name is Zhusheng. ” When he said this, Qingjun's gaze was fixed on the face of the woman in the painting, and her eyes did not blink.
"This is your love," she asked.
"Exactly."
Cangtong said.
"Okay," Qingjun said, "Leave it to me."
I'll help you find it.
Before you find her, you follow me back to the Demon Domain. ” Cangtong can't use communication talismans such as telecommunication notes and book transmission talismans like monks, and he can't get in touch with Zhusheng at all.
He also knows how big this Nine Continents is, and with him alone, he is simply looking for a needle in the sea, and it is best for Qingjun to help him.
Then he nodded and said, "Yes." ” Cangtong and Qingjun have been in the Demon Domain for five years, and it is an interdependent relationship.
With the living creature of Qingjun, Cang Tong will not die slowly like those magic weapons on the battlefield.
And even if Qingjun came out of the Immortal Prison Array, he was still entangled by the Demon Lord's divine thoughts, whether day or night, asleep or awake.
She can't get rid of it, and whenever this happens, she has to rely on the pupils.
Cangtong never spoke, but Qingjun had a lot of words.
Cang Tong could see that although Qingjun's cultivation was profound, his mind was much simpler and more straightforward than human cultivation.
Because of this, Cangtong trusted Qingjun.
He didn't expect that compared to humans, the demon's mind was indeed much simpler.
But that doesn't mean that demons don't have their own minds.
He followed Qingjun to the Demon Domain, but he didn't know that where he couldn't see, the portrait of Zhusheng burned to ashes in Qingjun's hands.
Qingjun looked at the ashes floating away with the wind, and there was only indifference in his cyan eyes.
A year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Ten years have passed since the last time the Xuanyan Secret Realm was opened, and it is time for it to open the door of the Secret Realm again.
Outside the secret borders, many families and sects have already sent people to wait here, waiting to pick up their own disciples and return from training.
Even the cargo ships of the Duobao Pavilion came, and every time the secret realm experience was over, it was a good time for them to buy goods on a large scale.
On this day, the people who were waiting here came out, and they held the time dial to the time.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "The hour has come, why haven't you opened it yet?"
Before he finished speaking, a light suddenly appeared on the cliff wall.
The door to the secret realm has been opened again.
The experienced monks all rushed out of the secret realm with a look of escape.
Seeing the blue sky outside, someone sighed: "It's finally out" gd1806102: