Chapter 18 Why are you taking me away?

Hearing this sentence, it seemed that Fufeng had known it for a long time. Fufeng was not too surprised. He nodded slightly: "You asked." "I heard that I was

  picked up by the master." Jun Muqian considered it for a moment, "Master again How did you discover me?"

  Most people can't remember clearly what happened when they were young.

  She didn't have the slightest impression of her parents, and often recalled, it was just a blank.

  She also doesn't remember why she ran out and was picked up by Fufeng so coincidentally.

  After all, even this point, she learned it calmly.

  However, how could someone as glorious as her master go to a lonely ruined temple for no reason?

  "It happened a long time ago, and it's a long story." Fufeng put his hands behind his back and spoke softly, "Xiao Qian, do you know what day it was when I picked you up?" Jun Muzhen was slightly startled,

  she I thought about it carefully, but I didn't have the slightest impression.

  "It's a heavy snow in the lunar calendar." Fufeng paused, and continued, "That night, the snow fell extremely hard, and you passed out in front of a ruined temple because you hadn't eaten for a long time and the temperature was extremely cold." "

  When I saw you, the snow had covered your shoulders."

  The words seemed to have magical powers, opening up the dusty memories in my mind.

  In a trance, Jun Muqian seemed to see that snowy night again.

  Seeing the man wearing a snow-white light fur coat walking towards her, there was blood dripping down in the faint.

  It fell on the snow, clear and gorgeous, but was buried by the swift snowstorm.

  "Master, you..." She blurted out, "Are you injured?"

  "That's right." Fufeng nodded, "I was hunted there. The ruined temple is relatively hidden, so I escaped a catastrophe."

  Jun Muqian Clearly.

  People like them who walk on the rivers and lakes have enemies more or less, and it is very common to hunt and besiege them.

  After all, her master's style, at first glance, is the kind where enemies are 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, and children may not be able to arouse his pity, right?

  Hearing this, Fufeng was silent for a long time, and then said: "I felt soft-hearted for a moment."

  "What I also want to ask is-" Jun Muxian simply skipped the topic, "Am I really... born without spiritual roots?"

  "Yes." Fufeng looked down at her without any hesitation, "You didn't."

  He smiled slightly: "But it doesn't matter if you don't. There is a master to protect you."

  "Master can only protect me for a while." Jun Mu Qian shook her head lightly, "If I really want to die in peace, I must be strong!"

  Besides, she is the one who protects others!

  Fufeng was stunned for a moment, and then said quietly: "But you don't have spiritual roots, Xiao Qian."

  Although he has the spiritual roots, he can't change this matter.

  "Master, you are wrong." Jun Muqian raised an eyebrow, "Who said you can't practice without spiritual roots?" None of the native residents in the Void Universe have spiritual roots, but they can be crushed to death with one hand

  . A lower plane.

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

  Fufeng didn't answer this time. He just said, "Xiao Qian, it's getting late. Let's go and have a rest." "

  Disciple, please leave." Jun Muxian didn't bother anymore. She bowed slightly and turned around to leave.

  Fufeng stood there with his hands behind his back, watching the woman in purple go away.

  For a long time, he seemed to have thought of something, and then he took out a jade pendant from his clothes.

  The jade pendant is translucent and exquisite, warm and flawless.

  He stared quietly, as if waiting for the end of time.

  **

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

  The night before, he was busy practicing, didn't sleep much, and was woken up by Lan Yiyue again this morning, Jun Zunzhu was in a bad mood.

  "Kid, what are you doing?" She yawned again and again, "Why should I bother you when you have nothing to do?"

  Lan Yiyue still had the same tone: "Oh, woman, if I didn't call you, you would sleep like a dead pig."

  " Pigs are so cute." Jun Muqian said, "You'd better say something quickly and fart quickly." Ever since she was forcibly bound to Hunyuan Ling, she seemed to have started fighting with this brat

  . daily.

  "I think you are too lazy." Lan Yiyue said angrily, "Do you think that with the Hunyuan Bell, you can enjoy peace and happiness alone?" Jun Muqian said helplessly: "Then tell me, besides practicing, I

  also What needs to be done?"

  "There are a lot of things to do." Lan Yiyue asked, "Have you forgotten what I said to you before?" "Which

  sentence?"

  "The Five Elements Yin and Yang Life and Death Aperture."

  "Of course I remember."

  "Then Why don't you hurry up and look for these things?"

  "Looking for?" Jun Muqian was stunned, "Looking for the five elements, yin and yang, and 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 among the five elements today." "

  It's easy." Jun Muqian lifted up his clothes and sat down, then picked up two branches and started rubbing them.

  Because the main body is hung on the Hunyuan Bell, Lan Yiyue can see the outside world.

  He looked at the movements of the woman in purple and was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?" "

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

  ..."

  Lan Yiyue was silent, unable to bear it for the first time: "Woman, you are so stupid!" "

  Hey, you told me to go find a fire." Jun Muqian was sharpening his knife in his heart and slammed at the little ghost.

  If Zixiao couldn't get in, she would definitely slap him to death.

  "What you're looking for is the original fire! It's not this kind of ordinary fire!"

  Hearing this, Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes slightly: "The original fire?"

  The original fire is the most primitive source of fire in the world. Ten.

  The only thing she has ever seen is the Taiyin True Fire kept in the Mirror Moon Palace, but now the Taiyin True Fire is in Yun Luoran's hands.

  For the remaining nine, except for Honglian Yehuo, who was brought to Daqian from the lower plane, there is no trace of the rest.

  "That's right." Lan Yiyue said, "Only the original fire can drive the Hunyuan bell, and only the Hunyuan bell can make the original fire surrender.

  " spiritual.

  "You speak lightly every time." Jun Muqian sighed, "But this kind of thing can only depend on fate, where..." When she

  said this, she suddenly stopped.

  It seems... within Tianxuan Peak, there is a place of origin of fire?

  So is there the original fire there?

  It was also at this time that Lan Yiyue spoke again in her mind: "By the way, the spar I took out for you seems to be a key."