Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

After a while.

The four of them gathered on Xianzhu Peak, with Leng Mingjing sitting across from them.

Wu Hua glanced at Rong Shu and said, "In the past few months, Yu Ruan Ruan was seduced by that weird 'bracelet' and went to many places sealed by the ancient Nightmare clan. It is almost certain now. The backers behind Yu Ruanruan are the escaped remnants of the Nightmare clan, but I don’t know since when... what are they planning?"

The reason why he has been reluctant to take action against Yu Ruanruan is because Yu Ruanruan is a bit too special.

In the past, all humans who were bewitched by the Nightmare Clan would eventually become mindless puppets, and few would live as freely and freely as Yu Ruanruan, with independent thoughts.

However, since we haven't fully understood the intentions of the Nightmare clan behind Yu Ruanruan for a long time, we might as well just take action in advance and nip the crisis and risk in the cradle.

Rong Shu blinked and asked, "Third senior brother, what do you plan to do with Yu Ruoruan?"

In the past four years, Rong Shu has concentrated on cultivation.

Moreover, those days in the Southern Wilderness were almost ten years ago.

Rong Shu was in a peaceful mood and did not take what happened next to his heart. Looking back now, it was just a passing cloud.

There was a trace of coldness in Wu Hua's voice: "She has been in contact with the Nightmare Clan for too long, and during this time she has been helping others to do harm, colluding with the Nightmare Clan... The four major academies have given orders - Yu Ruanruan must die."

In the past few years, Wuhua went around to deal with the humans who were bewitched by the Nightmare clan, and he also followed this approach.

Once the human race is bewitched by the Nightmare Clan, it is almost impossible for them to wake up and break free from their control.

In the past, there were many lessons of blood and tears, basically showing mercy to the bewitched humans, which led to even greater tragedies.

Therefore, the best way is to eliminate the roots immediately without leaving any trace of human kindness.

"Little junior sister, you had a grudge with Yu Ruanruan before. This time when you go down the mountain, you should also settle it with her." Wu Hua looked at Rong Shu again, his eyes softening slightly.

The path of spiritual practice has always been about understanding thoughts.

Wu Hua asked Rong Shu to make a break with the past in order to prevent Rong Shu from encountering any inner demons in his future practice.

"Little junior sister, you don't have to do anything, just go over and watch the show." Xiao Zian rubbed his hands, feeling a little excited.

Leng Mingjing smiled faintly: "Why are you excited? You can't go down the mountain."

Xiao Zian's face froze, and when he reacted, he immediately cried and said: "Elder brother... I'm alive and kicking now, and it's no problem to go down the mountain!"

"The ancestor of the Xiao family wrote a letter some time ago, asking me to supervise your practice more and stop wasting your talent by just playing around." Leng Mingjing explained.

Xiao Zian: "..."

"I also want to go down the mountain and watch a show!"

"No, you don't want to."

"Ah ah ah ah, third senior brother, please say something to me..."

Wu Hua ignored Xiao Zian, who was howling like a ghost, and just continued to tell Rong Shu: "Little junior sister, we will go down the mountain tomorrow, you just need to prepare a little bit."

"Wu Hua and I will both go there by then. Junior sister, just follow us." Lin Jingyue had a light smile on her face.

Rong Shu nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother."

After seeing that everything was discussed, Xiao Zian, who had been shouting, pursed his lips and hugged his 'injured' self pitifully in the corner: "No one hurts, no one cares, no one loves..."

Wu Hua frowned and finally gave Xiao Zian a look: "Xiao Zian, are you very free? That's just right. I haven't checked your 'homework' for a long time."

Xiao Zian's face froze.

"Since you are so in need of love, as a senior brother, I will help you and give you a good 'pamper'."

"Ah ah ah... No, third senior brother!"

"..."

Half an hour later.

Xiao Zian was so anxious that he was jumping up and down inside the Mingzhan Mountain, his begging for mercy becoming more miserable: "...Third Senior Brother! Don't slap me in the face!"

On the Xianzhu Peak, Leng Mingjing and the others were calmly making tea and playing chess, looking up at the sky from time to time.

Rong Shu sighed: It’s such a good weather with clear skies.