Chapter 116 The Tenth Villain

With the guidance of the shit shoveling officer, Zhou Xiaomiao's progress is naturally rising like a rocket. An old monster who has lived for 10,000 years or even longer, what he knows and the experience he has, even if it is Xuanyang Dao Long are not comparable.

After all, according to Shen Wu's words, when he turned his hands for the clouds and covered his hands for the rain, the founder of the Xuantian Sect was still a little beanie and could only cry!

At night, the shit shoveling officer opened a small stove, and during the day, it was just right to practice, so Zhou Xiaomiao's infuriating qi was stabilized step by step, and the existence of spiritual veins can be called cheating. After a month, it has changed from first entering Nascent Soul to becoming a Yuanying middle period.

After a month of training, Zhong Yanling finally sent out a signal flare, and was picked up by the people from the Zhongjia Yaomen. Before leaving, Zhong Yanling reassured Zhou Xiaomiao that she agreed to collect medicine and make alchemy this time. They gave him half of it, and he would definitely remember to repay the kindness. Zhou Xiaomiao agreed one by one, and the other party reluctantly left.

Zhou Xiaomiao stared at her and left. The other party still had eight years to grow up, so he couldn't be in a hurry. He would go to collect medicines after eight years to let her repay her kindness...

Senior Brother Liu bent down and asked Zhou Xiaomiao, "But I don't want to give up? Miss Zhong looks cute and has a pleasant personality. Do you like it?"

Twelve-year-old Zhou Xiaomiao glanced at Senior Brother Liu: "I'm still young."

Senior Brother Liu laughed: "Yes, yes, Junior Brother is still young."

Zhou Xiaomiao's indifferent face, what's so funny, he won't like women when he grows up!

Shen Wu in the void: "..." Well, I started to mess with flowers at a young age. If you don't practice well, you will waste time.

It was just that before Shen Wu could settle the account, the group returned to the Xuantian faction, and the head hurried out and took Zhou Xiaomiao away.

Daoist Xuanyang has already heard the elders about the previous matter. Although there are only a few words, the thrills inside can also be guessed. The head general Zhou Xiaomiao checked it up and down and made sure that nothing happened, and then he was relieved. Come.

Furthermore, when Jin Dan entered the Yuan Ying, he would learn more things in the future. The basic maniac carried Zhou Xiaomiao to retreat in the back mountain. It was necessary to accumulate basic knowledge for Zhou Xiaomiao. I'm more worried that this child has extraordinary talent. If he doesn't have a good foundation, the loopholes will become bigger and bigger when his ability is greater.

In addition, what Xiaomiao was taught last week was all experience, and she had never been exposed to the real foundation, and she could not tell the existence of Shen Wu, so when the stone gate was closed, Zhou Xiaomiao was released after another year of seclusion.

Since his fasting, Taoist Xuanyang didn't have to worry about him getting hungry, so he began to take him to meditate and retreat together. There is no time for cultivation. More than ten years are a moment in the snap of his fingers, and a year is just the process of closing and opening his eyes. .

Zhou Xiaomiao managed to escape from the Sect Master, returned to her room, and fell on the bed pretending to be dead. The black mist around him slowly condensed and turned into a human figure. Shen Wu was lying on his side, his face was not very good-looking: "Who is this old man? Are you afraid that he will find out after you locked me up for so long?"

"My master." Zhou Xiaomiao said in a muffled voice, "Your demonic energy is too serious. If you come out, my master will definitely find out."

Shen Wu didn't expect that one day he would hide his head and show his tail, especially when he was released not long ago, and he was locked up for another year. If he hadn't been worried about this stinky boy perishing together, he would have rushed out long ago! He really hates being alone!

Shen Wu began to coax Zhou Xiaomiao: "Your level is not low, haven't you thought about going out to practice?"

Zhou Xiaomiao turned over and looked at him sideways. She smiled and said, "Master said that I am still young and can't tell the difference between good and evil, so don't worry."

Shen Wu, who was about to coax people: "..."

Inexplicably a little guilty.

Seeing that he didn't speak anymore, Zhou Xiaomiao rubbed into his arms and leaned against him to prepare to sleep.

This has always been the way he spent in the Black Cloud Forest, Shen Wu used to hug him and pat him a few times: "But the distinction between good and evil also depends on yourself, you can't rely on that bad old man all the time, and you have time in the back mountain. Meditation is not as good as going down the mountain, and the experience gained cannot be compared in books."

Zhou Xiaomiao: "How do you say my master!"

Shen Wu: "Little master, you have to trust me. I can crush your master to death according to your seniority. It's better to trust me than to trust him."

Zhou Xiaomiao: "..."

Let him sleep.

Zhou Xiaomiao rested, and Shen Wu, who was beside him, closed his eyes and rested, silently repairing the wounds on his body. The wounds left by the war of ten thousand years ago cannot be resolved in a short time. At present, there is no way to undo the blood pact. Wait a minute.

As for the little master...

Shen Wu opened his eyes and silently glanced at the person who was sleeping in his arms. The person who originally summoned him should have been silenced, but looking at his roots, Miaohong was upright and sincere, with excellent talent and a rare good seedling. ... The point is that it is more cute, so let him spare his life for the time being!

After returning to the Xuantian School, Zhou Xiaomiao's daily routine was to practice swords, eat rice, and meditate, which was very regular. As for why it is rubbing rice... Because few people continue to eat after fasting in the martial arts, so Zhou Xiaomiao is simply a freak, but the head of the school thought that he was young and greedy, so he asked him to eat with a group of small beans. Especially good.

Now with the arrival of the shit shoveling officer, the time to rest and meditate at night has become the time to be taught and coaxed.

Shen Wu suddenly took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and shook it in front of Zhou Xiaomiao: "Little master, guess what this is?"

Zhou Xiaomiao hugged the Ling Tao he gave to chew, with a Thunder Element cheat book floating in front of her eyes, took time to glance at the jade pendant: "Token."

"It's so clever. This is the token to open my palace. The palace is on the top of the snow-capped mountains on the west side. It has everything in it. The little master might as well go there with me and live there. I don't have to hide in the east, right?" Shen Wu was locked up every day, except that he was not allowed to come out at night, he was really about to get angry.

Zhou Xiaomiao hesitated.

Seeing this, Shen Wu continued and said: "Little master? How? I promise that I will only let you practice in another place, and nothing will happen!"

Zhou Xiaomiao also felt that it was not good for the shit shovel officer to hide every day. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "I will ask Master tomorrow to see if I can go down the mountain to practice before making plans."

"Okay." Shen Wu was instantly excited: "When the little master arrives there, I will let the little master see the details of the Demon Realm Heavenly Venerate!"

Zhou Xiaomiao: "..."

Show off your identity every day get!

But since he agreed to the shit shoveling officer, Zhou Xiaomiao went to the head the next day to tell her about what she wanted to go down the mountain to practice.

Now that he is a cultivator of Nascent Soul, it stands to reason that he should have gone down the mountain to practice, but because he was too young and worried, he kept suppressing it.

Taoist Xuanyang frowned for a moment: "Why do you suddenly think of going down the mountain to practice?"

"Because my disciple is now, meditation can no longer progress, only stable." Zhou Xiaomiao said: "So if the disciple wants to go down the mountain to experience, maybe the progress will be faster."

Daoist Xuanyang: "Although it is advisable to practice diligently, remember not to act too hastily."

Zhou Xiaomiao: "Yes."

Taoist Xuanyang pondered for a moment: "Originally, I didn't mention you because of your young age, but if you make up your mind, I will naturally not stop you, but the mountain is far more vicious than you think... Some jade cards, crush them in case of trouble and turn them into someone rushing to save you."

Zhou Xiaomiao saluted: "Disciple remember Master's teachings."

Daoist Xuanyang waved his hand: "Go, go."

Zhou Xiaomiao clasped her fists and saluted again, and turned to leave. Dao Xuanyang on the high seat sighed and muttered, "That's it, children and grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren... What are you worrying about, I'm the one who looks."

"..."

Now that the consent has been obtained, after saying goodbye to Brother Liu and others, Zhou Xiaomiao went down the mountain with a lot of rewards ranging from the elders of the sect to the elders and gifts from the brothers and brothers.

The speed of Feijian was fast, and as soon as he left the Xuantian Sect's range, Shen Wu appeared upright, stepped on Zhou Xiaomiao's sword tail and easily controlled the direction: "Little master, come with me, leave the Xuantian Sect, this little boy. Destroy the temple and take you to live in a better palace."

Zhou Xiaomiao: "...Oh."

The flying sword under his feet suddenly accelerated and flew out. Zhou Xiaomiao suddenly fell back and fell into the arms of the person behind him. , so fast that only an afterimage remains.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, buried by the thick white snow was the Demon Realm Tianzun Palace ten thousand years ago. Shen Wu took out the jade pendant, and saw the jade pendant hanging above the void emitting a gleaming light. The jade pendant was immediately infested by demonic energy and turned black, and endless demonic energy emanated from the jade pendant, causing the mountain top under their feet to vibrate, like a sealed demon awakening from a slumber. A little bit drilled out of the ground to become the only touch of color on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Zhou Xiaomiao's side slowly condensed a barrier to cover the wind and snow, and kept him safe inside. Shen Wu sorted out his messed up hair and clothes. After seeing the palace completely come out, he turned him into a meteor. Go directly to the palace.

The dark interiors are all decorated with ink colors. The night pearl is the only color. Every three steps, one will light up the palace. It has been closed for ten thousand years. There is no ashes.

It's no wonder that Shen Wu has always despised the Xuantian faction. This magnificent palace, innumerable instruments, and the treasures that everyone robbed thousands of years ago are now even more precious and rare. The palaces are all carved from top-quality ink Lingyu, which is so extravagant that it has no humanity!

Zhou Xiaomiao felt the gap between the rich and the poor...

Shen Wu put him on the high seat and warned: "I'll set up a great formation to protect the mountain. By the way, I'll see if the barrier is broken. You can turn it around at will, and just call my name if you have anything."

Zhou Xiaomiao nodded, and Shen Wu turned to leave.

Zhou Xiaomiao sat on the chair carved by Mo Lingyu, and continued to feel the gap between the rich and the poor, thinking that if she deducted a piece of it and gave it to the sect master, the sect master would probably die of joy... Wannian Mo Lingyu, this can be regarded as a An heirloom thing.

The shit shovel officer is so rich!

Zhou Xiaomiao sat for a while, and when she saw that the person had not returned, she got up and moved.

This palace is equipped with a barrier and an external barrier, and it is also wrapped in a large formation to protect the mountain.

However, because Zhou Xiaomiao had a blood pact on his body, he was half the master of the palace, and nothing could stop him, so he stepped on the flying sword and spun around and observed the palace.

When Shen Wu came back, Zhou Xiaomiao was staring at the fish in his pond in a daze, holding the long sword in his hand and gesturing non-stop, as if he was ready to catch the fish and eat it, but he never did anything.

This water was saved by the melting of snow water, and the fish were all seabass that has grown for thousands of years. Shen Wu thought that eating this food would be good for children, so he used a magic net to scoop up a few fish.

Zhou Xiaomiao looked back at him in surprise: "I want to eat grilled fish!"

How could Tianzun in the Demon Realm cook for others: "I can't do it."

Zhou Xiaomiao immediately lowered her face and looked at him, her cat pupil was very pitiful with tears in her eyes.

Demon World Tianzun: "...I'll give it a try."

Zhou Xiaomiao immediately smiled as if her face changed, and followed behind his ass, waiting for him to bake fish for herself.

The first time to cook for others, Tianzun of Demon Realm grilled fish with a cold face. Fortunately, the craftsmanship was not left behind, and Zhou Xiaomiao was very satisfied.

There is no day or night here, and the night pearl is always lit. After eating, I don't know whether it is morning or night. Zhou Xiaomiao left the palace and glanced through the barrier, only to find that the sun was shining brightly, it was the bright sky.

Shen Wu followed and walked out: "In the future, you will live here with me. The dangers and treasures contained in the snow-capped mountains are enough for you to experience, and I can teach you to write about experience. This business is not a loss, right?"

Zhou Xiaomiao: "No loss."

After discussing it, the two settled down. There were only two people in the entire palace. Zhou Xiaomiao unceremoniously instructed the shit shovel officer.

Shen Wu's mouth was not right, and every time he lowered his head, he comforted himself that it must be the reason for the blood contract. After the blood contract came into contact, he must let this stinky boy know the power of the Demon Realm Tianzun.

Zhou Xiaomiao got up early in the day to practice swordsmanship, and Shen Wu sat on the tree, drinking and watching, occasionally flicking his fingers to make trouble with the magic energy, watching Zhou Xiaomiao blow the magic energy, and when the mood came, he would jump off the tree and follow Opponent overtook.

Zhou Xiaomiao was the opponent of this big devil. After a few moves, he was shot down and the sword was on his shoulder. Shen Wu laughed and said, "Let's go, little master, let's go to dinner!"

Zhou Xiaomiao: "You let me down and I'll go by myself!"

Shen Wu: "Then how can I do it? I have to share the worries for the little master. I'm so tired from walking, so I'll carry you."

Zhou Xiaomiao: "..."

shameless!