The Shuiyun Peak fell into dead silence for a moment.

A breeze blew, and Xiao Nuoer and Ziyun Boy were both shocked.

Especially Xiao Nuoer, her cherry mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, so shocked that she couldn't speak.

She has lived in the mountain for several years and thinks she knows everything about the grass and trees on the mountain.

But...but why did this overly heroic bald man become so powerful?

She had thought that the mountain guardian god invited by her master was a good person, and she had nothing to do except look scary;

However, what happened to the powerful aura that flashed away just now?

Return to the realm of Tao!

This cultivation level is at the level of the core elders of Shanyuan Temple, and even leads Yifeng.

But this bald man, who is guarding his own mountain, knows how to cut trees and squeeze juice every day...

Zhang Guo raised his hand to his great mountain guard, signaling him to stand up and reply, and glanced at the little fat man next to him with a faint expression and said:

"Ziyun Tonger, did you just say you wanted to go through fire and water for me?"

"Uh," Ziyun's boy was speechless, and beads of sweat were as big as beans on his forehead.

He was most worried that his uncle would let him have a "season competition for fire and water" with this overly strong bald man.

Looking at the uncle's smile, Ziyun Boy hurriedly said:

"You are kidding, uncle.

You see, I am a tender skin, so I can just take tea and water, and go through fire and water..."

At the end of the day, the sound gradually became lower, like the sound of mosquitoes and flies was weak.

"Supply tea and water? There is no need to."

Zhang Guo waved his hand and smiled, "From the future, you can work with fellow Daoist Xiong."

Just kidding, there are beautiful paper people who are serving tea and water, so how can this little fat man look like a naughty child?

Besides, every time I go to the Golden Peak Hall of Dangyun Peak, I always find Ziyun boy sleeping lazyly.

Instead of letting him serve him in front of him, it would be better to arrange him to Xiong Chumo and let Xiong Chumo help supervise his work.

"ah?"

Ziyun boy was a little dumbfounded, and he showed a grievance on his face at the right time, and he said with a hesitation, "Uncle Master, can I... not cut down the trees?"

As he said that, he looked down at his fat little hands, which were white and tender, and he didn't look like a person who could do rough work.

It would be great if I could just do some work of serving tea, pouring water, sweeping the courtyard like before, and occasionally hiding.

"Can."

Zhang Guo waved his hand vigorously, and whisked his forehead with a whisk, "I'll leave the juicer to you later. From now on, you will be the new juicer on Shuiyun Peak."

After saying that, he turned sideways and did not give him a chance to react.

Looking at Xiong Chumo, pointing at Ziyun's bitter face, he explained,

"From now on, you will hand over the juice work to him, just supervise it frequently and concentrate on guarding the mountains and cutting trees."

"yes!"

Xiong Chumo touched his shiny bald head, smiled silly, and then replied with a clasped fist.

After saying that, before Ziyun boy could react, he held his collar without saying anything and soared into the sky.

"Haha...well,"

Xiao Nuoer, who was secretly smiling, couldn't laugh anymore because she was being stared at by death.

"Follow me."

Zhang Guo floated back to the thatched cottage.

“Master~~”

As soon as the master and apprentice returned to the thatched cottage, Xiao Nuoer first shouted sweetly, then lowered her eyebrows and said with a pleasing look, "The disciple knew that he was wrong."

Zhang Guo nodded, her lips moved slightly, and her whisk in her hand was about to hit her smooth forehead like a feather duster, "Tell me, what's wrong?

If you didn’t happen to be out of seclusion for your teacher today, would you still have your life?”

"No...not that mysterious~" Xiao Nuoer said guiltily, "I was just attracted by the inner demon at that time, not in the trap of the inner demon...

Forget it, I'm showing off!

I will copy the classics of the characters five hundred times later. Is this OK?"

"A thousand times."

Zhang Guo shook her head and doubled what she said, "You practice too quickly, and your mental state and cultivation are a little unable to keep up, as many as the experience of the Heart Refining Formation."

"Remember, Taoism is the foundation, don't lose the roots and ends!"

It has been less than five years since my disciple went up the mountain. He has already cultivated from the second level of Qi Refining to the eighth level of Qi Refining. His speed is a rocket!

In the prehistoric world, it is a good thing to practice fast, but if the Taoist practice cannot keep up, it will be easily invaded by the inner demons.

The more you practice, the more time it takes to break through the realm.

If you cannot lay a solid foundation and just seek speed, it will be a destruction of the Great Wall!

Why are so many immortals reincarnated and re-educated?

It is not the helpless choice that has been made after reaching a certain level and after endless years, it is still difficult to make progress in size.

Only by giving up the immortal body and reincarnating and re-cultivating can you have the opportunity to go further on the immortal path;

Otherwise, when the life span is exhausted, the soldiers will be relieved and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

"I understand." Xiao Nuoer stepped back obediently, with a graceful figure.

Zhang Guo looked at her background and lost her stretch for a moment, and sighed: "This little girl... is already a half-grown girl."

With a swaying figure, he lay on the cloud bed, Zhang Guo took out the ancient bronze mirror and studied it.

And beside him, there are two beautiful girls with graceful figures.

One is to beat his legs, and the other is to squeeze his shoulders;

Although the expressions of these two are a little dull, the movements on the hands are as smooth as thousands of drills, giving people a pleasant enjoyment of beauty and strength.

‘What a pity, it’s just a paper man, it’s a bit cold…’

Zhang Guo muttered in a low voice, and his mind sank into the treasure mirror.

So far, he has basically explored the function of this treasure critic, which can be summarized in one word: illusion.

Whether it is the positive inspiration of desires and thus refinement of mind or the back in the monster-killing and upgrading, it cannot escape the word "illusion".

but,

The positive desires that can be easily understood are nothing more than advanced weapon refining methods and appropriate illusion arrays;

Where did the ghost soldiers and skeletons on the opposite side come from?

Zhang Guo's spiritual sense transformed into a hemp rope, wrapped it around several Yin soldiers and skeletons, tied them up and fell to the ground.

The little soul of the soul floated forward and looked carefully.

After a long time, he finally saw a clue: it turned out that these ghost soldiers and skeletons were actually ghosts attached to the treasure arc.

As long as the magic weapons are not damaged, even if they attack them, they can only be broken up and cannot destroy them.

Moreover, once you cannot escape the frontal illusion of desire, that part of the soul will enter the back to form an individual beyond the predetermined skeleton of the Yin Soldier.

If these individuals are killed, they can slowly enhance their own soul.

This idea...

Why does it sound like the Pure Land promoted by Western religions...

I dare not continue to think deeply.

If a person with a weak mind dies on the front, the broken soul and soul will enter the back and become the nourishment for the next person who will experience the opposite.

This magic weapon is so evil!

Forget it, magic tools have nothing to do with good or evil, the key lies in the person who uses it.

At worst, in the future, the opposite side will only reflect the great evil and the serious karma of people.

In this way, you should not suffer too much backlash from the karma of cause and effect.

"By the way, this treasure arc doesn't have a name yet."

Zhang Guo touched her chin and thought for a moment, thinking that such a strange magic weapon should not be given a too vicious name.

‘In this way, let’s call it Fengyue Baojian.’
Chapter completed!