"Are you the black fire-swallowing demon?"

Looking at Zhaoming's messy face, Sun Jiuyang was extremely surprised. He played in the world, and had seen countless people and things he had seen. He had long forgotten who Zhaoming was, but it was different when it came to furnace body refining.

Since the Taoist ancestor Hongjun joined Taoism, what he feared the most was cause and effect. The fragmentation of the Pangu statue became his heart disease. God knows how much consequence this would have to bear, so he has a deep memory of the furnace body refining obtained from the Pangu statue.

Especially before practicing the nonsense magical skills, the inner alchemy had to be broken first, which was almost no different from practicing after committing suicide. When Zhao Ming reminded him, he naturally remembered the Fire-Swallowing Demon who had deceived the martial arts by himself with his illusion.

But the fire-swallowing demon back then was dark and ugly, and he couldn't imagine what he looked like in front of him.

"Are you the fire-swallowing demon?" After a moment, he asked again, unable to believe it.

Zhaoming nodded repeatedly: "That's right, I am the fire-swallowing demon. The furnace body refining ** has to break an inner alchemy before I can practice it. And I have the fire and thunder technique taught me by senior grandson."

While speaking, he used the flame pattern and the flame technique to perform the fire and thunder technique to spread around him.

After being deceived by Sun Jiuyang in the past, he felt that this person was so bad that he could not describe it. But after going through too many things, after thinking back, he felt that although this person was bad, he still had a bottom line and would not reach the level of full evil.

If it were someone else, it would be rare to kill someone to silence him without killing someone to do it for a long time after cheating on his martial arts. Moreover, the gourd Nine Yang Divine Pill helped him several times, and even had the grace of saving his life, which was considered a merit and demerit.

When I saw Sun Jiuyang again, I not only did not feel disgusted, but I felt an indescribable sense of intimacy.

"It's really you!" Sun Jiuyang exclaimed again. This fire and thunder technique was created by him based on the heavenly tribulation. Although the power cannot be said to be terrifying, it is the only one, so he naturally recognizes it.

Zhaoming nodded. He didn't want to speak. The strange seal made his face messy, and it was leaking. He was extremely unaccustomed to it. Fortunately, the seal was just disfigured and did not have too powerful power. At this time, he was slowly recovering by activating the mysterious skill.

"You kid... are really... in the realm of Golden Immortal." Sun Jiuyang shook his head with some sigh.

In the past, he rescued Zhaoming, but although he felt that the other party was a little strange, he didn't think too much about it. Even though he helped him point out the way to Tianjiling, he never thought about what the other party would do.

He also knew what was going on in Tianjiling, and it would be good to stay alive in that place. It was hard to imagine what great prospects would be.

After more than twenty years of separation, I saw this guy again, not only lived well, but also reached the realm of Golden Immortal. Such a speed of cultivation is really rare.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned and said in surprise: "What kind of furnace body refining** Have you practiced successfully?"

The martial arts left by Pangu. How coveted he is, it’s a pity that he wants to break the inner alchemy. He can’t practice it at all.

Zhaoming nodded: "Yes, I almost died in the past, but I had no choice but to..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Sun Jiu screaming strangely: "Qu Zi, you bastard can't play tricks with me. It would be fine if no one can practice that technique successfully. Why can others practice it? I can't!"

Zhaoming's voice came to an abrupt end. However, he was confused in his heart, not knowing who Sun Jiuyang was scolding.

After scolding, Sun Jiuyang reached out to catch Zhaoming again: "Show me!"

Then he poked out a wisp of spiritual consciousness and carefully looked into Zhaoming's body. After a moment, he raised his hand. There was a yellow talisman between his index finger and middle finger, and slapped Zhaoming's chest.

"Bang!" The talisman paper broke and a burst of bubbles exploded. Although it was very small, Zhaoming felt a terrible force hitting his chest, as if he was hit by Kuafu at the foot of Taishan in the past. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff".

"Senior..." Zhao Ming gasped. He didn't expect Sun Jiuyang to suddenly attack him.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt something in my mouth. My tongue rolled over and found it was a pill. Before I could react quickly, the pill had melted and flowed down my throat. In the blink of an eye, my body's injuries had recovered.

Sun Jiuyang let out Zhaoming, frowned, and shook his head and sighed: "It is indeed a great skill, but in the realm of the Golden Immortal, he can withstand a blow from nearly Taiyi Golden Immortal without death. If I learn this technique, I will not be afraid of the damn heavenly tribulation."

He immediately sighed again: "I don't have two inner elixirs, how can I learn from a bird?"

"Senior, why are you here?" Zhaoming exhaled the depression in his chest and had completely recovered. Sun Jiuyang was indeed good at refining alchemy. In his eyes, his injuries were probably as simple as eating and drinking water.

Sun Jiuyang asked back, "I haven't asked you yet. Didn't you go to Tianjiling? Why did you come here?"

Zhaoming did not hide it and explained: "I went to the abbot's island and saw my mother's relics. I mentioned a secret island. I searched all the way and missed it here."

"Secret Island?" Sun Jiuyang frowned, then shook his head and said, "As you said in the past, your mother's strength is only in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, and she does not have the strong treasure to protect her body. How could she still leave alive after she arrived on this island?"

"That's not necessarily. My mother is a disciple of the Taoist ancestor!" Zhaoming was not far away and others underestimated A Cao and muttered softly.

"Fart!" Sun Jiuyang cursed loudly: "Who knows Hongjun's affairs better than me? When did he accept disciples? Why don't I know?"

"When escorting the Juye tribe overseas..." Zhao Ming immediately told the story of the former Taoist ancestor Hongjun and Acao as saying.

Sun Jiuyang was stunned and suddenly realized: "So that's it. I was not with him at that time. No wonder I don't know."

Looking at Zhaoming, he grinned: "This is good. Your mother is a disciple of Hongjun, so you are Hongjun's disciple. It seems that on Wudao that day, I didn't save you two brothers in vain. However, I am Hongjun's brother. Did you ask me to call you uncle? No, I am bigger than Hongjun, so I should call me uncle."

Zhaoming was stunned. Unexpectedly, Sun Jiuyang would be surrounded by Sun Jiuyang. However, even though he had no disgust towards Sun Jiuyang, he felt a little unwilling to call him Master Zu. He shook his head and said, "I didn't admit that he was Hongjun's disciple."

"Hey, you're pretty arrogant. You don't want to be a disciple of the Taoist ancestor!" Sun Jiuyang laughed and shook his head again: "But it's useless to be his disciple. Your mother is his disciple and is still dead. When will you die, I'm probably not lenient."
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