Really not a villain

It's not that Mu Jiangling never thought that with such an immortal master, the guards of Danxia Mountain will be much more lax than ordinary immortal mountains.After all, this fairy master doesn't like disputes, and he doesn't stay on his fairy mountain for three days, so the disciples under his sect will inevitably be lazy.It's just that he didn't expect that this dead fairy master would be so unreliable!

"Would it be possible for someone else to attend the Wentian Festival? On the last day, we invite the gods, ask the heavens, and see the secrets of the heavens. Could it be that the chief disciple can also see the secrets of the heavens?"

"That can't be done." The man said mysteriously, "This is only recently spread from the fairy gate. It is said that every fairy master has a Wentian mirror in his hand. If the 12 Yuan Wentian mirror is activated together , you can predict the good and bad fortune of the world for ten years. The first disciple of Danxia Mountain, this time he came here just to bring Wen Tianjing."

"So that's how it is." Mu Jiangling said so, but there was a storm in his heart.Su Chongjiu once sent a message back from Pengzhou, saying that he accidentally learned a shocking secret, so it is inconvenient to elaborate in the letter, and asked him to go there quickly.It's just that before he left, he received the news that Su Chongjiu had been arrested on Qingyuntai for rebellion.

No wonder, no wonder.

Only by asking the sky mirror can you get a glimpse of the secret, not the fairy master.Once this matter spreads, if someone with a heart secretly manipulates the public opinion, it is very likely that one stone will stir up a thousand waves and shake the foundation of the Immortal Sect.

The man was eloquent: "However, those who try to secretly ask Tian Jing are really stupid. Not to mention that the end is extremely miserable, even if it is stolen, it is useless. It is obvious that monks who are not in the realm of harmony cannot use it." Ah, otherwise, why is there such a clause in the inheritance of the Immortal Lord that the person who succeeds to the throne must meet the conditions of the Dao realm? Let me say..."

Mu Jiangling nodded again and again: "Brother, what you say makes sense, what you say makes sense."

His mind was in a mess and he didn't want to say much, so he found an excuse and ended the topic hastily.

The venue was bustling with people, Mu Jiangling struggled to push through the crowd, looked for Ying Chen's figure, and finally saw him in a quiet corner.

"Yingchen! You... wait, what are you eating???"

Ying Chen handed him the exquisite silk powder box in his hand, and said, "It was given by someone else. They said it was edible."

"...Pearl powder, why do you dare to put anything in your mouth? This thing is edible, but it's not for eating. Don't accept things from others indiscriminately in the future." Fortunately, he just tasted it.Mu Jiangling threw away the powder box casually, caught a glimpse of several female cultivators not far away glaring at him, couldn't help but pull Ying Chen up, "Let's go, I have something to tell you."

A secluded place outside the venue.

"Ask Sky Mirror?"

"Yes, it is a treasure that can communicate with gods. Have you heard of it?"

Ying Chen pondered for a moment, then said: "Ordinary people can't make this kind of thing."

Mu Jiangling said: "That's why I came to ask you, is there any god who was too idle to make these twelve mirrors and ask ordinary people to chat with him?"

Ying Chen frowned: "It's nonsense."

"Then how did this thing come about? Could it be another rumor? But this time, there is indeed a missing fairy master in the Wentian Festival, and someone was sent to come here on his behalf. What is it..."

"You care?"

"I want to know the truth about the secrets of the fairy gate!" Mu Jiangling clenched his fists violently, "They rely on this to act recklessly and arrogantly. If they can tear off this layer of apotheosis, everyone will... I Think, I think..."

"Want revenge?" Ying Chen raised his hand, palm facing upwards, the thin bracelets on his wrist collided crisply and jingled, "Why do you need people, I am a god."

Mu Jiangling stared blankly at the hand in front of him.

There seemed to be a ray of sunlight piercing through those amber eyes. The golden glow shone, the eyes were piercing, and the vertical pupils became deeper and deeper, exuding the coercion of looking down on the common people.

Dazzling.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Ying Chen's indifferent voice continued: "You just need to pray to me."

"What can I pray to you?"

"The Power of Vengeance."

silence.

After a while, Mu Jiangling burst into laughter: "You think you are Tinker Bell? Give me what you want."

He grabbed Ying Chen's hand, clapped it twice, and said with a smile: "What do I need strength for? Let the blood of Xianmen flow into rivers? I remember when we first met, I said that I don't like killing people."

"Then what do you want?"

"the truth."

Ying Chen looked at him.This mortal will always be so difficult to understand.

"I can't give you the truth." He said, "But what is Tinker Bell?"

Mu Jiangling: "Uh... over there in my house, there is a fairy named Tinker Bell, who is very powerful."

Ying Chen: "There are so many special things in your house."

Mu Jiangling: "Thank you, thank you. Hey, look, there's a fight over there, go over and have a look..."

Silent night.

Mu Jiangling turned over and sat up on the bed, listened carefully to what was going on in Yingchen's room next door, and then jumped out of the window, conveniently put on a bamboo hat for himself, landed lightly on the edge of the bamboo forest behind the house, and walked in. Find Xiaoshitan written in the note and wait quietly.

Not long after, there were rustling footsteps in the depths of the bamboo forest.

"You actually have the guts to come."

"An old friend meets, how dare you not come?" Mu Jiangling raised his hat, revealing a pair of star-like eyes, although smiling, his eyes were completely cold, "Qisheng, I want an explanation for your clothes."

Yun Qisheng said: "As you can see. There is nothing to explain."

"Where's Duan Qing and Ye Niannian?"

"On the way to escape, we got separated." Seeing his silence, Yun Qisheng raised his eyebrows, "Why, why don't you dare mention Pei? Don't you want to know what he wanted me to bring to you before he died?"

Mu Jiangling's eyelids twitched, and there was a sudden throbbing pain in his heart.After a while, he said in a low voice, "Ah Xing... what did you say?"

"He said that you should have let you destroy Pei's family in the first place."

The bamboo hat fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

"Ah Xing, did you really say that?"

"good."

Only Su Chongjiu, Pei Xing and himself know about the Pei family.

But now Yun Qisheng said these words.From this point of view, it should...not be fake.

Mu Jiangling bent down to pick up the bamboo hat, but failed to pick it up.His fingers trembled so much that he couldn't hold things at all, and his chest hurt so badly that it was difficult to breathe.He finally gave up, stood there, and murmured: "Does he regret it?"

Yun Qisheng said coldly: "Tian Xing Dao is not yours alone. Pei Xing has devoted all his efforts and painstaking efforts to make it grow to the point where he can compete with Qing Yuntai, but you destroyed it with his own hands. He regrets it. What right do you have to say three times?" Dao [-]? Besides, you and them knew each other before, but I joined because I admired Tian Xing Dao's reputation. I don't care about Su Chongjiu, you ruined Tian Xing Dao, shouldn't I complain? "

"Then you shouldn't have entered Qingyun Terrace, you know very well..."

"Know it? Know what?" Yun Qisheng interrupted bluntly, "What does the grievance between you and Qingyuntai have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Mu Jiangling raised his head slowly, with expressionless face and cold eyes, with a wave of his hand, a silver light swished past Yun Qisheng's ear.

"Since you admire Tianxingdao, you shouldn't know the original intention of Tianxingdao." He took a step forward, and when he flipped his sleeves, another silver light pierced the sky, "At the beginning of my establishment, Tianxingdao Qingyuntai deceives people too much, there is unspeakable suffering."

"Whoosh", the third silver blade slashed across again, tearing a corner of Yun Qisheng's clothes.

"At that time, there were only three people in Tian Xing Dao, and their strength was meager. They didn't want to shelter the world's casual cultivators, but only wanted to help those who were persecuted." After Mu Jiangling threw three silver cloud knives, he picked them up again. Putting on the hat, sheathed the sword, and pierced the moonlight with a cold light, "What do you think is the way of heaven? Those monks who obey orders are just thinking about a little kindness, holding right and wrong in their hearts, and following Together, we will fight for justice and do what we have done. Yes, the way of heaven is gone. But what you admire and insist on is still there."

He raised his sword and pointed at Yun Qisheng: "Whether you have hatred or resentment, they should still be there. You gave it up yourself."

Yun Qisheng was stunned by this sudden turn of events, touched the blood on his ear, and didn't recover for a while.

"...Mu Jiangling, do you think you are right?"

"Wrong? Of course I was wrong." Mu Jiangling said, "I have been wrong since I went down the mountain 11 years ago. I have been trying my best to make up for it all these years, but it is a pity that one step is wrong, step by step is wrong, and the more mistakes the more outrageous."

Yun Qisheng finally regained some confidence, and said sarcastically, "I thought that people with blood on their hands were desperadoes who would not regret it."

"Hands full of blood? Right? But I will never forget the feeling of killing someone for the first time." Mu Jiangling glanced at the bright moon above the bamboo forest, "I don't worry about losing face when I say it. That day I lay down by the well and threw up , even the bile was almost vomited out, but in the end I really had no more to vomit, so I kept retching."

"You came last, I don't know what you think of me, I just have a vague feeling that you probably don't like me very much."

"Ah Xing said he regretted it. I don't blame him. He has worked hard all these years."

"I'm sorry for you."

"But if you want to do something, I won't sit still. No matter what you think, I will get back those debts from Qing Yuntai!"