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    Zhao Xuan, with dark willow eyebrows, had a panoramic view of the receding mountain scenery through the brown glass window.

    This temper of mine is becoming more and more uncontrollable!

    Forget it, she is no longer in Heaven, so why suppress her nature?

    It is her nature to do whatever she wants.  Release nature, human instinct, the same goes for immortals.

    Zhao Xuan is different from other gods. Other gods have Taoism, but she is just a fairy who has become a spirit with a long time.

    In an extremely filthy place, there is a trace of purity.

    And Zhao Xuan was born in the filthy place of heaven, born in that kind of place, her bounden duty is to clean up the filth.  Time flies, she emerges from the filthy land and ranks among the immortals.

    Because the place of her birth was really not on the table, the immortals shunned her three feet. The Queen Mother gave her a jade broom and named her a broom star.

    Zhao Xuan hid her nature when she was in the heavenly court, and lived a life of trembling and cautiousness. But, a pure spirit that can break free from the filthy atmosphere of the heavenly court, is it really a sheep?

    Zhao Xuan took her apprentice back to the town, calmed down, and continued to paint the coffin parked in the yard.

    This is the last process. After painting, the coffin will be considered complete.

    It was also because of this coffin that she couldn't do anything at will these two days.

    Her fortune is too domineering. Once she starts to deal with other things, the bad luck will linger around her for a long time. If she wants to continue working, it will take at least half a month.  If you don't suppress the strong bad luck, even if you are the teacher of the third generation, with merits and virtues, you will not be blessed to accept the coffin she made at this time.

    Zhao Yu went back to the store, took out his homework from his schoolbag, lay down on the counter in the store, and started to do his homework. Before that, he reconnected the phone line that Zhao Xuan had torn off.

    In the evening, Zhao Xuan saw him immersed in the sea of ??books, and did not disturb him. After finishing work, she cooked dinner herself.

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    Two days later, the sky, which had been raining for nearly half a month, finally opened its eyes, and the air after the rain was exceptionally clear.

    Zhao Xuan finished the last process of the coffin, cleaned her hands, and asked Zhao Yu to bring tools and go to Yang's house with her.

    The locust tree spirit, who has practiced for less than a hundred years, is the best target for Zhao Yu to practice. If Zhao Yu can't handle it by then, it's not too late for her to do it.

    Ever since the Yang family learned that a mature pagoda tree had grown out of their back mountain, they all waited in fear.

    At this moment, they can't care about the dead. Even the young man surnamed Yang has left his dead father behind. He can't sleep or eat well if he doesn't get rid of the old pagoda tree in the forest.

    When Zhao Xuan's master and apprentice arrived at Yangjia Village, a family surnamed Yang greeted them. Their eyes were full of deep fear, but their faces had to pretend to be enthusiastic.

    "Tianshi Zhao, please come inside, please come inside" It was an old man who spoke with the watch of the Yang family.

    "No need, let's deal with that thing directly, so you don't have to follow." Zhao Xuan rejected the old man's proposal, glanced at Zhao Yu, and walked towards the back mountain of Yang's house.

    Zhao Yu got her signal, picked up the guy he was eating from the car, and chased after him.

    Looking at the two masters who left, the whole village looked at each other, and finally the old man of the Yang family said: "Dashu, call Erwa and your cousin, the three of you follow over to have a look."

    "Uncle, isn't this Heavenly Master not letting us follow?" Yang Dashu was the young man who went to buy a coffin, he looked hesitant and hesitated.

    This is not to catch people, but to catch monsters. If the Heavenly Master does not retreat with the monster, he Thinking of this, Yang Dashu shrank back in fear.

    "If you are told to go, go, why are there so many words!" Yang Laoshu picked up his crutches and beat him twice, and scratched his eyes in distaste: He is really worthless.

    ***

    Zhao Xuan took Zhao Yu straight to the woods where the locust tree was located.

    The sun is clear today. It is said that even if the trees are lush, some sunlight will seep in. However, this forest is extremely strange.

    Except for the footsteps of the two masters and apprentices, there was no sound in the surrounding area, not even a bird chirping, and it was very cold everywhere.

    Zhao Xuan squinted her almond-shaped eyes, and her eyes pierced the ground. She glanced at the two roots that had been floating beside them. There was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. She thought it was a bone-sucking tree  Tree, it seems that she still wants to go left.

    Zhao Xuan stretched out her slender arms, and flicked her slender fingers suddenly, drawing a bright light in the gray.

    "Follow!" She whispered to Zhao Yu.Like, fleeing in fear.

    Zhao Xuan's beautiful eyes were light, and she slapped her palm on the ground. After a while of shaking, the roots of the locust tree were all shaken out of the ground.

    The rhizomes are as smooth as a mirror, exuding the coldness of the forest. The moment they come out of the ground, they are like entangled giant pythons, slamming the ground and scrambling to escape in all directions.

    How could Zhao Xuan let them escape? With a flick of her middle finger, a burst of flames shot out, rushing straight towards the snake-like twisting rhizomes.

    The moment the flame touched the rhizome, there was a bang, and the fire ignited instantly. After a short while, several rhizomes were burned to ashes.

    After the fire burned the rhizomes, it suddenly jumped up and ignited the trunk of the collapsed locust tree.

    After all the remains of the locust tree were burned, Zhao Xuan took back the fire and looked at the ashes. She frowned and remained silent for a while before saying to Zhao Yu who was standing beside him, "Go and see if there are any leftovers.  things."

    Zhao Yu subconsciously let out an "oh", stared at a pair of star eyes, looked at Zhao Xuan adoringly, and then squatted down to search carefully among the ashes.

    The master's sword posture just now is so simple and handsome. With one stroke of the sword, the essence of the locust tree is cut into two pieces. How long will it take me to practice like the master?

    Although Zhao Yu was brought up by Zhao Xuan, and the training was also taught by Zhao Xuan, but in all these years, he really didn't see Zhao Xuan move a sword.  Whatever he can't handle, he can handle.

    The master is too awesome, he has to step up his practice, so that the master can't lose face.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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