The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

Hearing this sentence, he seemed to have known it for a long time, Fufeng was not too surprised, he nodded slightly: You ask.

I heard that I was picked up by the master. Jun Muqian thought for a while, How did the master find me?

Most people don't remember clearly when they were young.

She didn't have the slightest impression of her parents, and often recalled, it was just a blank.

She also doesn't remember why she ran out and was picked up by Fufeng so coincidentally.

After all, even this point, she learned it calmly.

However, how could someone as glorious as her master go to a lonely ruined temple for no reason?

It's been a long time ago, so it's a long story. Fu Feng put his hands behind his back and said softly, Xiao Qian, do you know what day it was when I picked you up?

Jun Muqian was slightly taken aback, she thought about it carefully, but she didn't have the slightest impression.

It's a heavy snow in the lunar calendar. Fufeng paused, and continued, That night, the snow fell extremely hard, and you passed out in front of a ruined temple because you hadn't eaten for a long time and the temperature was extremely cold.

When I saw you, the snow had covered your shoulders.

The words seemed to have magical powers, opening up the dusty memories in my mind.

In a trance, Jun Muqian seemed to see that snowy night again.

Seeing the man wearing a snow-white light fur coat walking towards her, there was blood dripping down in the faint.

It fell on the snow, clear and gorgeous, but was buried by the swift snowstorm.

Master, you... she blurted out, Are you injured?

That's right. Fu Feng nodded, I was hunted there. That ruined temple is relatively hidden, so I escaped a catastrophe.

Jun Muqian understood.

People like them who walk on the rivers and lakes have enemies more or less, and it is very common to hunt and besiege them.

After all, her master's style, at first glance, is the kind where enemies are flying all over the sky.

But why did the master take me away? Jun Muqian's eyes were sharp.

Her master is cold-hearted, maybe children can't arouse his pity, right?

Hearing this, Fufeng was silent for a while, before saying: I'm soft-hearted for a while.

What I want to ask is— Jun Muqian simply skipped the topic, Am I really... born without spiritual roots?

Yes. Fufeng looked down at her without the slightest hesitation, You didn't.

He smiled slightly: But it doesn't matter if you don't have one, the master will protect you.

Master can only protect me for a while. Jun Muqian shook his head lightly, If I really want to die, I must be strong!

What's more, it's her who protects others!

Fufeng was taken aback for a moment, then said quietly: But you don't have spiritual roots, Xiaoqian.

Although he has a spiritual root of speech, he can't change this matter.

Master, you're wrong. Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows, Who says you can't practice without spiritual roots?

None of the local residents in the void have spiritual roots, but one hand can crush a lower plane to death.

It's just that the method of cultivation is different.

Fu Feng didn't answer this time, he just said: Xiao Qian, it's getting late, go and rest.

Teacher, leave. Jun Muqian didn't bother anymore, she bowed slightly, then turned and left.

Fufeng stood there with his hands behind his back, watching the woman in purple go away.

After a long time, he seemed to have thought of something, and then he took out a piece of jade pendant from his skirt.

The jade pendant is translucent and exquisite, warm and flawless.

He stared quietly, as if waiting for the end of time.

**

A few days later, Jun Muqian went out with dark circles under her eyes.

The night before, he was busy practicing, didn't sleep much, and was woken up by Lan Yiyue again this morning, Jun Zunzhu was in a bad mood.

Little devil, what are you doing? She yawned again and again, Why bother me?

Lan Yiyue still had the same tone: Oh, woman, if I don't call you, you will sleep like a dead pig.

The pig is so cute. Jun Muqian said, You'd better say something quickly, and fart quickly.

Ever since she was bound to Hunyuanling forcibly, she seemed to have started a daily flirtation with this brat.

I think you're too lazy. Lan Yiyue said unhappily, Do you think that with Hunyuanling, you can enjoy the happiness all by yourself?

Jun Muqian was helpless: Then tell me, what else do I need to do besides training?

There are a lot of things to do. Lan Yiyue asked, Did you forget what I told you earlier?

Which sentence?

Five Elements Yin Yang Life and Death Aperture.

Of course I remember.

Then why don't you hurry up and find these things?

Looking for? Jun Muqian was taken aback, Looking for the five elements, yin and yang, and life and death?

Such things related to divination and gossip are all illusory, how can I find them!

Nonsense. Lan Yiyue snorted coldly, You have to find the fire in the five elements today.

It's easy. Jun Muqian lifted his clothes and sat down, then picked up two branches and started rubbing them together.

Because the main body is hung on the Hunyuan Bell, Lan Yiyue can see the outside world.

He watched the action of the woman in purple and was stunned for a moment: What are you doing?

Drilling wood to make fire. Jun Muqian was surprised, Haven't you heard of it?

...

Lan Yiyue fell silent, unable to bear it for the first time: Woman, you are so stupid!

Hey, it was you who told me to go find the fire. Jun Muqian was sharpening his knife in his heart and slammed at the kid.

If Zixiao couldn't get in, she would definitely slap him to death.

What you're looking for is the original fire! It's not this ordinary fire!

Hearing this sentence, Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes slightly: The original fire?

The original fire is the most primitive fire source between heaven and earth, and there are ten in total.

The only thing she has ever seen is the Taiyin True Fire kept in the Mirror Moon Palace, but now the Taiyin True Fire is in Yun Luoran's hands.

For the remaining nine, except for Honglian Yehuo, who was brought to Daqian from the lower plane, there is no trace of the rest.

That's right. Lan Yiyue said, Only the original fire can drive the Hunyuan Bell, and only the Hunyuan Bell can subdue the original fire.

The fire of origin is the product of the primordial primordial opening, and it is more or less spiritual.

You speak lightly every time. Jun Muqian sighed, But this kind of thing can only depend on fate, where...

Having said that, she suddenly stopped.

It seems... within Tianxuan Peak, there is a place of origin of fire?

So will there be the original fire there?

It was also at this time that Lan Yiyue spoke again in her mind: By the way, the spar I took out for you seems to be a key.

Red lotus karma fire, familiar or not!

The top ten original fires are not invented by me, they are legends~

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