Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The voice slowly said, "The magic spirit root, look at the ancient cultivation of the fairy world, but only one out, the person in the devil world evokes a hurricane, but finally falls into the bottleneck Period, the last explosion, but only because his magic root is not pure enough. And the magic root of your body is not only very pure, if you choose the right way, you will be able to dominate the cultivation of the world in the future, so that everyone can not reach the point ""

The feast was very calm. "Predecessors, what I have is nothing but a pseudo-root, you are afraid to admit it."

The voice meant an unclear smile. "The old man has lived for tens of thousands of years. He does not recognize the wrong heart. If the old man guesses it is correct, your pseudo-root is the one you exchanged with the half Jindan." Let's go."

Feasting the bones of the fingers, the heart suddenly sighed and silenced.

"In the past, the roots of the spirits were just blinds. This magical roots will only show up when they are greatly stimulated. Even if your master does not help you reshape the roots, one day the magic roots will be forced. Come out." The voice continued.

The feast is to understand what he wants to express, Shen Shen, "I am not in the magic."

The voice smiled. "You have this magical root by nature. It is a martial art. Even if you are not in the devil world, you are repairing the so-called right path. Sooner or later, you will also go on that road. This is God’s will, God’s will is inevitable.”

The feast of the feast was unwavering. "If there is one day, I will personally pull out the magic spirit."

"Hahaha child, you think that this magical root is that you want to pull it out, it will come with you, unless you die, otherwise you can't get rid of it for the rest of your life." The old man laughed, the tone was full Full of helplessness.

Feasting, even if you can't see the face of the person in your arms, you can draw the outline of the other person in your head. His tone is calm. "How about that, I will never betray the Master."

The old man said with an unclear sneer. "When you are your master, then you know what she is thinking about?"

Feastful stunned eyes, "I don't know what I think in the teacher's mind. Even if I know it, it doesn't matter. What matters is that I am her apprentice."

"Do you really think so? Then you know that your master wants you to enter the Mahayana period within three hundred years." The old man suddenly said.

The feast suddenly slammed and slightly tightened his fingers. "Predecessors, you and I have never been masked before."

The old man saw him not believe, and leisurely said, "Well, I will let you listen to your teacher's heart."

His voice just fell, and the voice of a strange woman was introduced into the feast of the feast. "It is too difficult to let the feast enter the Mahayana period for three hundred years."

It’s totally different from the teacher’s respect. The feast is faint. “Predecessors don’t want to make me jokes.”

The old man smiled and said, "You have been defeated a few months ago, and the voice is of course different."

The feast is standing in the same place. "What does the predecessor mean?"

The old man replied, "I see your gloomy atmosphere with a lot of grudges. You have to eat a lot of hardships. The scorpion of your sword has already been covered, indicating that you have done some chores in recent years. If your The former teacher is a good person, and how can I make you like this. The most important thing is that your pseudo-root has just been shaped, you will believe that the former master will pay for his own gold. Let you reshape the roots? Is there no trace of doubt in your heart?"

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