Rebirth of the Furnace

Chapter 98 Shen Nansan's Confusion
On the third night, when Mo Rufeng came to the dark room, he found that Ye Zixuan was nowhere to be seen, and instantly understood that someone had already come.He expected that Ye Zixuan would not be able to escape, and if no one helped him, he would definitely not be able to leave.But he never thought about the possibility of space magic weapon. In Mo Rufeng's consciousness, the magic weapon he refined could suppress Ye Zixuan, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

Apart from Mo Rufeng, only his three disciples were able to open the dark room, so Mo Rufeng summoned Shen Nansan and Qiu Ling early the next morning.

Shen Nansan knew that he couldn't hide what happened last night from Mo Rufeng, so he voluntarily admitted it, but he didn't mention Qiuling, so he took him out of the incident.

"You..." Mo Rufeng hated iron for being weak, pointed at Shen Nansan and said angrily, "The female cultivator harmed your elder brother, why do you still save her?"

Shen Nansan was neither humble nor overbearing, and replied frankly: "The disciple has no intention of saving her, and she did not escape, she hid in the magic weapon of space, and is actually still in the secret room."

"Oh?" Mo Rufeng raised his eyebrows, but he ignored the possibility, "Let's go!"

Mo Rufeng strode like the wind, the corners of his black clothes were blown up by the wind, and he was floating like a charm.Shen Nansan and Qiu Ling hurriedly followed behind.The three of them came to the entrance of the darkroom together.

Thinking of Shen Nansan's selfishness entering the dark room to meet Ye Zixuan, Mo Rufeng felt unhappy, but he stopped criticizing, he just turned his head and glanced at Shen Nansan before opening the entrance, and the three of them stepped up the stairs one after another.

As soon as they stepped into the passage of the secret room, the three of them became aware of an abnormality. Although the secret room was dark and could not see the sun, its aura density was the same as that of the outside.But after the three of them entered, they found that the aura in the secret room was much sparser.

This is thanks to the Eight Treasures Golden Flute.The eight-treasure golden flute is a magic weapon of space. There is more aura in the space than the outside world. Ye Zixuan cultivates in it, constantly absorbing aura. When there is less aura in the space, he will actively absorb it from the outside to fill it up. It's not big, and if there is less aura, it will naturally be easily noticed.

Mo Rufeng knew the benefits of the magic weapon of space, and instantly understood that Ye Zixuan's magic weapon of space was still a top-quality magic weapon.A little envious, his tone was a bit sour: "This female cultivator has quite a few treasures."

"The flying needle she used is also very powerful. It's cold to the bone and extremely sharp. It seems to be a fairy weapon." Shen Nansaid.

Mo Rufeng narrowed his eyes, and made up his mind that he must take all of Ye Zixuan's magic weapons as his own.

Qiu Ling curled his lips, he already knew the whole story from Shen Nansan's mouth, but his thoughts were quite different from the two of them - without evidence, how could they imprison people casually?What if she is really the fiancée of the eldest brother?
In front of Ye Zixuan's secret room, Mo Rufeng opened the door and said in a deep voice, "You two searched it? Did you find any trace of her?"

Shen Nansan replied distressedly: "Yes, our spiritual consciousness has scanned countless times, but we haven't found the whereabouts of her space magic weapon."

Mo Rufeng squinted his sinister long eyes, opened them suddenly, and all of a sudden, his consciousness covered the entire secret room. Under his coercion, the eight-treasure golden flute slowly revealed its original shape...

In the open space, a golden flute slowly appeared from transparent to solid, and Mo Rufeng raised a smile clearly.

Ye Zixuan was cultivating originally, but he didn't expect Mo Rufeng's cultivation to be so high. Under his pressure, the eight-treasure golden flute showed its original shape, and she couldn't hide it now!

And being locked by Mo Rufeng, Ye Zixuan felt a terrifying premonition even inside the golden flute. She seemed to be able to see Mo Rufeng's gloomy eyes. Baojin flute!
The space magic weapon is also related to the master's cultivation base. If Ye Zixuan's cultivation base is higher, Mo Rufeng will also be able to see the position of the eight-treasure golden flute.This is what Pixiu told her, now she can only blame herself for being too low, and she can't blame others.

"Still coming out?" Mo Rufeng said coldly, a gust of wind rose from his body and blew towards the eight-treasure golden flute, and the space suddenly spun like a violent earthquake.

Ye Zixuan gritted his teeth, clenched his sword tightly, pressed the cold needle in his sleeve with the other hand, and suddenly appeared, like a cyan rainbow light, attacking Mo Rufeng violently!
Mo Rufeng raised his hand, and clamped Ye Zixuan's sword tip with his fingers. As soon as he exerted force, the sword body broke in two!

The difference in strength between the two is too great!Ye Zixuan realized it instantly, and at this moment, Mo Rufeng grabbed her throat and pressed a few deep fingerprints on her neck!

"You two, go out and interrogate this female cultivator for Master!" Mo Rufeng's tone contained restrained anger.

"Yes." Shen Nansan and Qiu Ling responded in unison and retreated.

The two withdrew, and Qiu Ling asked Shen Nansan in puzzlement: "Brother, Master doesn't really regard her as a furnace, does he? Didn't Master teach us since we were young that we should be upright and open?"

"Master naturally has his reasons, we don't need to ask." Shen Nansan said lightly, but his face still had a suspicious expression.

"I..." Qiu Ling stopped in his tracks, and said hesitantly, "I always feel that Master is weird. Couldn't it be that the senior brother's disappearance stimulated him? If he kills the female cultivator in a fit of anger, we will not be able to find out the whereabouts of the senior brother." Never know?"

Shen Nansan stopped helplessly. He actually had the same doubts. The master said that he wanted to interrogate the nun, but how?Are you using her as a furnace?

If Master really used her as a furnace, how should he react?Mo Rufeng has been taught since he was a child that he hates this crooked way, but his master has done something he can't accept. How will he face his master in the future?There is a gap between master and apprentice, how will they get along with each other in the future?
Shen Nansan still had some luck in his heart, hoping that what Ye Zixuan said was all lies, and that his master was not such a vicious and despicable villain, definitely not!
Qiu Ling suddenly said: "Brother, I want to go back and have a look."

Shen Nansan was taken aback: "What are you going back for?"

"I want to see how Master interrogated that female cultivator." Qiu Ling scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "Besides, I'm about to break through. I want to ask Master if there is any way to break through."

"Breakthrough?" Shen Nansan was taken aback for another moment, and then he was really happy for him, "Congratulations to your junior brother. In comparison, my cultivation is not as good as yours."

"Brother, come on!" Qiu Ling exaggeratedly shouted.

In the secret room, Mo Rufeng waved his hand, threw Ye Zixuan aside, smiled sullenly, and said, "Golden Core Eighth Level, your cultivation level is not low."

Ye Zixuan lowered his eyes and did not look at him, curled his lips.

"For me, I can improve my cultivation by a few levels, and it will be enough for a while." Mo Rufeng smiled lightly. He is the third level of Nascent Soul, and he can basically be proud of the Asura world, but if he can improve more, Of course it doesn't bother him.

Ye Zixuan raised his head, his eyes gleaming, and said sarcastically, "Your apprentice's fiancée was used to make a stove, do you want to have the face of your master?"

"If I want to love you, I will naturally give up Liu Feifan. If he comes back, it's fine if he can accept it. If he can't accept it, I will personally deal with him!"

"Shameless villain!" Ye Zixuan scolded, but there was nothing he could do.

Mo Rufeng sneered twice, raised his hand, and Ye Zixuan's coat was torn apart in an instant, with the sound of the fabric being torn, revealing the light-colored bellyband and the embroidered phoenix on it.This apron was also taken out from the space that Chu Xiao gave her. It is a magic weapon for body protection, but under Mo Rufeng's coercion, it can't play much role.

Under the apron is her snow-like skin, smooth and fair, Mo Rufeng's lower abdomen tightened, her throat rolled, and she opened her mouth again, her voice was already hoarse: "If you surrender to me, I promise not to take your life, give me your life." You save a little spiritual energy for you to continue to practice."

"Continue to practice, and then continue to be recruited by you?" Ye Zixuan sneered, "Mo Rufeng, you really think I am a fool! I would rather commit suicide than be your furnace!"

"I can't help you!"

Mo Rufeng let out a cold snort, and under Ye Zixuan's resistance, under the cover of his palm, if he exerted more force, it was about to shatter all her fig leaf!
"Master..."

But suddenly there was a call from behind, Qiu Ling stared blankly at Ye Zixuan who was naked on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

Mo Rufeng was furious when he was interrupted, he turned around and scolded coldly: "Get lost!"

Qiu Ling regained his usual expression, but said very calmly: "Master, I'm about to break through, but I still can't ask for the door, so is there any good way to ask Master?"

After he said this, Mo Rufeng gradually returned to normal. He looked back at Qiu Ling and closed the door of the dark room with his backhand, as if nothing had happened before.Immediately, he began to patiently explain the points that should be paid attention to when the cultivation base is about to break through, as well as the key points when practicing the mental method.

Qiu Ling seemed to have endless questions, one after another, Mo Rufeng was helpless, so he took him out of the secret room, went to the main hall, and used the classics as a reference to teach him.

In fact, Qiu Ling did it on purpose, just to take Mo Rufeng out of the secret room, at least to delay Ye Zixuan.

After he finished asking for advice, Mo Rufeng had no interest in picking up the supplements, so he temporarily put aside the matter. Anyway, Ye Zixuan couldn't escape in the secret room, so he could go to gather supplements at any time.

When Qiu Ling returned to the living courtyard, Shen Nansan was standing quietly in the courtyard.

With a serious expression, Qiu Ling paused and said: "Brother, Master really treats her like a furnace."

Shen Nansan remained silent for a long while, shaking the fallen leaves on his shoulders, turned around and went back to the house.

Qiu Ling was puzzled, watched him enter the room, scratched his head in confusion, and suddenly had an idea, his bright eyes lit up, and he sneered slyly.

Nothing happened that night, and the disciples of Yunhai Sect began to gather for daily morning exercises the next day.

Morning exercise has been a custom in Yunhai Sect for hundreds of years. Shen Nansan is the guide of morning exercise, but some time ago when he went out to do errands, the morning exercise was interrupted, and it was not until today that it started again.

Yunhai Sect looked deserted and quiet, but it showed its great strength during morning exercises every day. Tens of thousands of disciples stood in a queue, shouting to the sky.Shen Nansan stood at the highest point, his arrogance overwhelmed the crowd, like a fairy, but at this moment he was a little at a loss...

I have worked so hard to cultivate, but I am not as good as others who can improve their cultivation by one furnace.The elder brother uses the stove, the third younger brother is talented and intelligent, and I am the oldest in bone age, but the most ordinary in cultivation.

(End of this chapter)