When Zhou Gan woke up, it was already dark. He was lying in a low-lying puddle and bent down to get up. However, it was above the Qinhuai River dam. The river was covered with silver lights. However, the Qinhuai River was full of brocade, with flower boats continuous, and the dim lights were no longer visible tonight. Only a little broken wood was left, and the boat boards slowly floated with the water waves.

‘Was the Wine Immortal Win or Defeat? How could I be here?’ Zhou Gan was confused, but he remembered that after chopping the winged monster with a sword, he was stunned by the aftermath of the two fighting. Then he had no impression. He stood up, and supported the ground with his hands, but he was stunned. It turned out to be the Sky Mirror.

At this time, the divine light of the Tiandun Mirror was restrained, and there were four or five cracks on the inscription of the mirror body, which looked quite damaged. When I picked it up, the brass mirror body seemed to be sensing, and there was a change. A ray of light flashed, and the figure of the wine Taoist appeared in it. The old face, who was not repairing the space, came into the mirror, as if a big cake, knocked, muttering one or two, "It should not be broken." Then I took a step back a little, and said-

"Boy Zhou, what you see now is the projection of the old Taoist priest's spiritual sense. The old Taoist priest really beat the three demons and ghosts and urinated, and fled in a panic!" The wine Taoist priest was content and extremely arrogant. "But he had to chase after him. Xiang Jie, the fire toad, was fine. It was just that the zombie Taoist Lu Lingzi and the Feitian guest Zhao Leiju were * people. Lu Lingzi was under the Qinglian Ancestor, and Zhao Lei was a disciple of the Golden Flower Grandma of the Libido. These two tools were giants of the Demon Sect. If you knew you were here, the senior brothers and brothers called a lot. The old Taoist priest lost to four hands with both fists. Luodu might even turn into ruins. He had to be careful. But don't worry, the righteous sword immortal would come in a few days. There was nothing wrong when he fell. The drunkard would come back within five days. Don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mirror of Tiandeng Mirror suddenly became dark, and it looked like an ordinary bronze mirror. It was not obvious that it was a treasure of the immortal family. Zhou Gan thought for a moment, but found that his family could not do anything. He smiled bitterly and walked towards his home.

Fortunately, the name Xiao Jianxian is also quite effective in the government office. There is no difficulty in fighting people in the alleys and guarding the night-watching yamen runners. After successfully releasing, they soon saw the outline of Hu'er's mansion, and rushed forward with three steps at a time.

The door was slightly closed, and a trace of light radiated out from it, and a graceful figure stood beside it. Zhou Gan smiled knowingly, and his heart was peaceful. He didn't have to guess who it was.

Ying Zhaoer frowned slightly, and looked at him from time to time. When he saw Zhou Gan, he smiled. There was a faint sense of spiritual communication between them, like a fish in water, supporting each other. Zhou Gan buried some ideas of envying the magical powers of the sword immortal deep in his heart. Is this just envying the mandarin ducks but not the immortals? Zhou Gan was not very clear, but the way to eat mandarin ducks should be mainly stewed, and the frying was a little worse. Such a strange idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

After reporting peace, we hugged each other and said nothing all night.

In the morning of the next day, I practiced swords and breathed as usual, and heard the whispers of maids and servants from time to time. They were all about the battle between the immortals of the Qinhuai River yesterday. It seemed that they spread throughout Luodu overnight. From time to time, some people spitted and flew, adding fuel to the fire, as if they were on the spot. It was said that there were still several princes and grandchildren. Officials had the idea of ​​seeking immortals and seeking Taoism. When Luodu was searching for immortals, the miscellaneous notes of gods and ghosts on the market were sold out at once, but these merchants were cheap.

‘In this way, the rumors along the way are not fake. Is this true when the sword immortal returns to the world?’ Zhou Gan thought about it, and happened to meet Lao Sun who was looking for it.

When Mr. Sun saw Zhou Gan, he hurriedly said, "Young Master, the master has come out of seclusion and is about to see you!"

Zhou Gan was shocked and happy: "It's three or four days early."

The two of them walked along the corridor of the small bridge and soon arrived at Zhou Xun's study. Lao Sun left and knocked on the door. A calm and powerful voice came from inside.

"Come in."

When he opened the door, Zhou Gan looked over the incense burner desk, but saw a middle-aged man sitting behind him, straightening his waist and holding a book in his hand.

The man was about thirty or forty years old, with black hair hanging behind his back, and a cold face, as if he was ignorant of life and death, but his appearance seemed to be three or four minutes similar to Zhou Xun.

"Master, Master?" Zhou Gan shouted uncertainly.

"Yeah, here we come." Zhou Xun, or Zhou Xun, whose appearance changed drastically, nodded, flipped through a page of books, and focused on watching.

"Master, have you succeeded?" Zhou Gan hesitated, full of expectations.

Zhou Xun shook his head: "You have done what you can do, and you will see the conclusion within three days."

"But, Master, your appearance, voice--"

"It's very mysterious and difficult to conceal it at a glance. At this time, the teacher's body is very strange, between the existence and non-existence, the flesh, muscles, bones, acupoints, and hair seem to be dispersed and reorganized. There is a poem about the Buddha's view of a bowl of water, 84,000 insects. If he does not hold this mantra, it is like eating the flesh of sentient beings. The teacher's guess has also done a verification whether the body is extremely deep, which is composed of hundreds of billions of "Buddha insects", and the sword immortal first-class use this to swallow the energy of heaven and earth to strengthen his body, and the method of cultivating immortals is to feed these "Buddha insects"? If so, then most mortals do not have this qualification. Is it because the "Buddha insects" has not been awakened? In this way, this is the foundation of the immortal?" Zhou Xun said to himself, his tone was a casual and ordinary person, but he said something that shocked the immortals and mortals.

"Flesh worm?" Zhou Gan said in horror. Could it be that his family is made of insects? Then he is a big worm? Sister Zhaoer is a female worm?

"It may not be so, but it must be not much different from it. I have the idea of ​​this thanks to the "Void Devouring Ghosts" obtained from the tomb of the First Emperor, and I realized this truth."

"Master, have you learned the method of immortals? When will you teach me?" Zhou Gan said with anticipation.

Zhou Xun hesitated for a while and said, "It's not that I don't want to teach you, but I'm not sure about this method as a teacher. Moreover, everyone in "The Void Swallowing Ghosts" has different mysteries. If you impose practice, you don't know what the effect will be."

Zhou Gan nodded understandingly, but another doubt arose in his heart, saying, "The world has its own cycle. Master, your insect cannot absorb the energy of heaven and earth, so how can you break through?"

Zhou Xun smiled, with an indescribable charm: "It depends on your own life span. Whether it is successful or not depends on whether your life span is enough to survive this change."

This is a life-threatening effort!!!

Zhou Gan's expression suddenly sank, and after a while, he said, "Is it really that important to cultivate immortality?"

"I really want to see where the scenery is-"

"Wow—" Zhou Gan sighed, "I'll be with the master these days."

"But I haven't been guiding you in a long time," Zhou Xun said: "I have nothing to do today, so let's see how your sword skills have reached in the past few years."

"good!"

The two of them came to an open space in front of the study. Zhou Gan pulled out the sword of the broken gall and said in a deep voice: "Master, don't you use a sword?"

Zhou Xun touched his hands and said, "Now Fantie can no longer hurt me, you can use your swordsmanship with all your strength!"

"Very good. The master's three-tale sword technique and Master Linghu's four-style disciple thought he had already understood it, and he had also found one or two of his own sword moves. He wanted to ask the master to taste it!"
Chapter completed!