The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

  Chapter 18 Why are you taking me away?

   Hearing this sentence, he seemed to have known it a long time ago. Fufeng didn’t have much surprise. He nodded slightly: “You ask.”

   “I heard that I was picked up by the master.” Jun Muqian pondered, “How did the master discover me?”

  Most people remember things when they were young.

  She has no impression of her parents, and often thinks back, but it is just a blank.

  She also didn’t remember why she ran out, and was picked up by Fufeng so happened to happen.

  After all, she knew this point calmly.

  Ran, how could someone who is as glamorous as her master go to a lonely ruined temple for no reason?

  ”It’s a long time ago, and it’s a long story.” Fufeng put his hands on his back, and his voice was soft, “Xiao Qian, do you know when I picked you up?”

  Jun Mu was slightly startled, she thought about it carefully, but she didn’t have the slightest impression.

   “It’s a heavy snowfall in the lunar calendar.” Fufeng paused and continued, “That night, the snow was so heavy, and you passed out in front of a ruined temple because you hadn’t eaten for a long time, coupled with the extremely cold temperature.”

   “When I saw you, the snow had gone over your shoulder.”

  The words seem to have magical powers, opening up the dusty memories in their minds.

  Jun Mu was in a daze, as if seeing the snowy night again.

   Seeing a man walking towards her wearing a white fur, there was blood dripping down faintly.

   fell on the snow, clear and beautiful, and was buried by the swift wind and snow.

  ”Master, you…” She blurted, “Injured?”

   “Not bad.” Fufeng nodded, “I was chased there. The ruined temple is relatively hidden, so I escaped a disaster.”

   Jun Mu is very clear.

  People like them who walk on the rivers and lakes have enemies more or less. It is very common to hunt down and siege.

  After all, her master’s style is like the kind of enemies flying all over the sky.

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

  Her master is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, maybe the child can’t arouse his pity, right?

   Hearing the words, Fufeng was silent for a while, and then said for a long time: “I feel softened for a while.”

   “What I want to ask is—” Jun Muqian skipped the topic simply, “I really…I don’t have spiritual roots by nature?”

   “Yes.” Fufeng looked down at her without hesitation, “You didn’t.”

  He smiled slightly: “But it doesn’t matter if you don’t, you have a master to protect you.”

  ”The 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, she protects others as well!

  Fufeng for a moment, and then quietly said: “But you have no spiritual roots, Xiao Qian.”

  Although he has the roots of speech, he can’t change this matter.

   “Master, you are wrong.” Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows, “Who said that you can’t cultivate without spiritual roots?”

  The native residents of Daqian High School of Void have no spiritual roots, but they can pinch a lower plane to death with one hand.

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

  Fufeng didn’t answer this time, he just said: “Xiao Qian, it’s late, go and rest.”

   “Tui’er retire.” Jun Muqian didn’t bother anymore. After leaning slightly, she turned and left.

  Fufeng stood there with his hands in his hand, watching the purple-clothed woman go away.

  For a long time, he seemed to have thought of something before he took out a piece of jade pendant from his shirt.

  The jade pendant is exquisite and delicate, gentle and flawless.

  He stared quietly, as if waiting for the earth to die.

  **

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

  I patronized cultivation the night before, did not sleep much, and was awakened by Lan Yiyue this morning. The monarch was in a bad mood.

   “Boy, what are you doing?” She yawned again and again, “It’s okay to bother me, what do you do?”

   Lan Yiyue still has the same accent: “Oh, woman, if I don’t call you, you will sleep like a dead pig.”

   “How cute pigs are.” Jun Mu said, “You’d better say something quickly, and let go if you have farts.”

  Since she was bound to Hunyuanling forcibly, she seemed to have started a daily interaction with this kid.

   “I think you are too lazy.” Lan Yiyue said in a bad mood, “Do you think you can enjoy peace alone with Hunyuan Bell?”

  Jun Muqian helpless: “Then you are telling me, what else do I need to do besides cultivation?”

   “Do a lot of things.” Lan Yiyue asked, “Did you forget what I said to you earlier?”

   “Which sentence?”

   “The Five Elements Yin and Yang Life and Death Aperture.”

   “Naturally remember.”

   “Then you don’t hurry to find these things?”

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

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

   “Nonsense.” Lan Yiyue snorted coldly, “You are going to find the fire in the five elements today.”

   “It’s easy.” Jun Muqian pulled up his clothes and sat down, then picked up two branches and started rubbing.

  Because the body is hung on the Hunyuan bell, Lanyiyue can see the outside world.

   He watched the movements of the purple-clothed woman, and was stunned: “What are you doing?”

  ”Drilling wood to make fire.” Jun Muqian was surprised, “Have you never heard of it?”

  ”…”

   Lan Yiyue was silent, she couldn’t bear it for the first time: “Woman, you are so stupid!”

   “Hey, you told me to find the fire.” Jun Muqian was sharpening his knife to the little ghost.

  If it wasn’t for Zi Xiao, she couldn’t get in, she would definitely slap him to death.

  ”What you are looking for is the original fire! It is not such an ordinary fire!”

  Hearing these words, Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes: “The fire of the origin?”

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

  The only thing she had ever seen was the Taiyin True Fire preserved in Jingyue Palace, but now the Taiyin True Fire has reached Yun Luoran’s hands.

  The remaining nine, except for the red lotus karma fire which was brought to Daqian from the lower planes, the rest were nowhere to be seen.

   “Not bad.” Lan Yiyue said, “Only the fire of the origin can drive the Hunyuan bell, and only the fire of the origin can make the fire of the origin surrender.”

  The original fire is the product of the first opening of Hongmeng, and it is more or less spiritual.

   “Every time you say it lightly.” Jun Muqian sighed, “But this kind of thing can only be determined by fate, where…”

  Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped.

  It seems…in the Profound Sky Peak, is there a place of origin?

  Will there be the original fire there?

   Also at this time, Lan Yiyue said in her mind leisurely: “By the way, the spar I helped you take out seems to be a key.”

  Red lotus industry fire, familiar or unfamiliar!

  The ten source of fire is not my creation, it is a legend~

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