Chapter 123 Flesh Core, Ma Xianhong Tears

Click!

Click!

In the next second, all the magic weapons on Ma Xianhong's body turned into powder and flew in the wind.

"Impossible...absolutely impossible!"

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Ma Xianhong's eyes. He couldn't believe that all the beautiful illusions were shattered in that instant.

With a blank expression on his face, Yuqing held Ma Xianhong in one hand and took a step forward, and Jin Guanghuahong came to the front of the self-cultivation furnace.

From the moment you step in, the whole room seems to be working!
Dozens of hundreds of flowers fell from the ceiling like rain, and with a harsh 'click' sound, these flowers stood up and rushed towards Yuqing Zhangkuang like a tide.

Moreover, in this group of flowers, there is also a puppet that is all black.

Yuqing Zhangkuang stretched out five fingers, transformed into golden light, and in an instant, a golden long sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

Swipe forward lightly.

A burst of golden light lit up!

Whether it is like a flower or the black puppet hiding in it, they all turned into ashes as if they were destroyed...

As if it never existed in this world!
Yuqing Zhangkuang came to the self-cultivation stove, looked up, and said without emotion: "This kind of thing is not suitable for appearing in the world, the time is not right!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuqing Zhangkuang slashed the long sword vertically from top to bottom!
next moment.

All the Shanggenqi, temporary workers, and a large number of villagers in Biyou Village saw that an extremely bright golden light descended from the sky above the dome of the sky!

Hit the ground hard!
The resulting shock wave swept across a radius of several kilometers!

Zhang Chulan, who was far away, saw this scene, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground at some point. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and murmured: "Damn it! Is this fucking Demacia all out?"

……

In front of the Slim Furnace.

Ma Xianhong went crazy. Like a wild dog, he climbed up to the wreckage of the self-cultivation furnace, hugged pieces of wreckage with both hands, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and growled:
"Why? Why did you destroy it?!"

"I just want to get my memory back. What's wrong?!"

"What's wrong with me trying to get my family back with it?!"

When Ma Xianhong turned his head, he looked at Yuqing who had never had a trace of emotion on his face, and roared at him:

"What qualifications do you have?!"

"If I am wrong, let the law punish me!"

"Because you are a mistake."

An extremely indifferent voice came out of Yuqing's insolent mouth. He moved his steps lightly and blew lightly on the core of the self-cultivation furnace.

The steel shell of the core, like a utensil buried underground for thousands of years, turned into dust and disappeared in smoke as soon as it was born.

Inside the core, a jaw-dropping core of flesh and blood is revealed. This is a piece of meat with a complete meridian circulation. As long as enough 'Qi' is provided, it can survive indefinitely.

"This! What is this?!"

Ma Xianhong felt incredible.

He had never seen it, and had no idea what it was.

Moreover, it came out of the self-cultivation stove that I built!
When Yuqing Zhangkuang saw this piece of flesh and blood, he already knew it in his heart. He glanced back at Feng Baobao, the deity's registered disciple, then shook his head slightly, bent his fingers, and shattered this piece of flesh and blood.

With a big wave of his hand, he captured Lu Liang who was secretly watching here not far away, and the latter was covered in a circle. What's going on?
From such a long distance, Biu grabbed me here?

If the king is also here, he will find that with Yuqing Zhangkuang as the center, there are four domains in a radius of tens of miles!
"Uh……"

Lu Liang rolled his eyes, knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', and said reverently: "Lu Liang, pay homage to the celestial master Dudai Zhangjiao!"

Yuqing Zhang Kuang said lightly: "No need to flatter, let's treat Ma Xianhong."

"Ok?"

Lu Liang scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

Yuqing pointed at Ma Xianhong wildly and said, "He is in the same situation as Ni, but it is more serious than yours. His memory has been modified, and he still has cognition."

"Oh!"

Suddenly, Lu Liang patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me!"

"What do you mean?"

Ma Xianhong roared angrily, "What do you mean by that?"

Lu Liang smiled charmingly, "Be obedient and grab it! After all, it's the first time I've tried this kind of 'surgery', so you can be my guinea pig!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Liang stretched out his blue hands and grabbed Ma Xianhong's head in an instant. The latter suddenly felt dizzy, his brain was in chaos, and he couldn't use his strength!

what's the situation?
Ma Xianhong was furious.

This is double hands!

It has an absolutely depressive effect on the human spirit!
If it's just Ming Soul Technique, relying on Ma Xianhong's will, maybe he can really break free from the oppression of Ming Soul Technique.

After all, in the original book, if Ma Xianhong hadn't been forcibly given medicine by Qu Tong, maybe his memory and cognition would have recovered a little.

outside the house.

Hei Guan'er, Wang Zhenqiu, Feng Baobao, and Lao Meng looked at the scene in the room and were a little puzzled: "Zhang Chulan told us that Qiu Rang and Ding Zihuan are already ours among the Twelve Root Vessels, but that blue palm seems to be the Lu family's Ming Soul Art?"

Xiao Zizai nodded and said: "That is indeed the Ming Soul Art, it seems to be much stronger than the Ming Soul Art..."

Wang Zhenqiu glanced at Xiao Zizai, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao! You said you had sex with that Taoist, is that true? That golden giant sword just now is shocking!"

Hearing this, Hei Guan'er, Lao Meng, and Feng Baobao all turned their eyes expectantly to Xiao Zizai.

"Why would I lie to you about this?"

Xiao Zizai lit a cigarette for himself, stroked his hair again, and said leisurely: "It's only thirty-seven, I'm not lying..."

……

Yuqing Zhangkuang suddenly shuddered all over, and his entire aura changed.

Lu Liang couldn't help trembling all over.

coming!

I'm coming!

The feeling is coming!

The real madness has come!

Lu Liang used both hands to work harder.

Zhang Kuang opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. Just as he expected, he stepped on his feet and pulled Zhang Chulan in front of him.

"Zhang Chulan, if you have anything to ask, hurry up and ask now, no one will hear the conversation between the two of us, and we won't have much time to meet in the future..."

"Uh……"

Zhang Chulan didn't realize it for a while, he looked at Zhang Kuang in front of him and felt very familiar.

In an instant, it was clear in my heart.

This is the real second master.

Zhang Chulan asked, "Second Master, what was that just now?"

Zhang Kuang replied without reservation: "The power in your body is called the spirit of the gods. It is rootless power. You did not inherit the source of the body. When you meet your father Zhang Yude again, you will become extremely powerful."

Zhang Chulan was shocked. What she inherited was not the origin of the body, but the spirit of the gods!
But what is the god spirit?
Who is Rootless?

At this moment, Zhang Kuang realized that his figure began to loom.

He smiled and said: "Zhang Chulan, you can release your nature on weekdays. You and Zhang Lingyu are two extremes. It's not good, and you will be possessed in the end."

"Also, I don't care what you think, although the group of people outside the house were clearly calculated by you, but in the end you will suffer yourself, is it worth it?"

"Don't rush to answer me for the answer to this question, come to me after you think it through."

Zhang Kuang sighed softly, and said softly: "Zhang Chulan, remember, maybe so far, maybe many people have approached you with a purpose, but you have to remember that Senior Brother and Lao Tian are both sincere to you, especially Lao Tian, ​​you can visit him more."

"You don't need to care about other people's likes or dislikes, and you don't need to care about other people's opinions and gazes, but Lao Tian, ​​when he saw you for the first time, he really treated you like his own grandson..."

(End of this chapter)

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