Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

The man in black looked at Mo Xue, who was glaring at him with many scars, and when he saw the red liquid gushing from the wound, he turned his head subconsciously.

"No matter what you say, I always remember the pictures of getting along with each other in the past. In my heart, you will always be my best friend."

Instead of being angry, Mo Xue smiled, raised her hands to reveal the hideous wound, and said, "Who in this world would throw his best friend who was seriously injured into a secret room to fend for itself? Your way of expressing friendship is really special, Han." wind."

Facing Mo Xue's sarcasm, Han Feng's face remained unchanged.Presumably, Mo Xue had been imprisoned by him for so long, and this kind of conversation had happened countless times, and he had long been used to it.

"I offered to heal your wounds, but you refused." Han Feng shifted his gaze to Wei Buming and said respectfully, "Where's Master? What's wrong? What else do you need? The disciple ordered someone to prepare."

Wei Buming was trying his best to appease Mo Xue beside him, but he shook his head and didn't even give him a look.Han Feng was left alone but did not speak, and the figure in the mirror did not disappear. He looked at Wei Buming with a calm expression as he bandaged Mo Xue's wound again, calming down her brain that was dazzled by anger. Then he asked:

"Master once taught me to do good things in his position, and in the position of leader, I have to do my best for all beings in the Cangming world, right?"

Seeing Wei Buming pursed his lips and nodded, he said again: "Now there is an opportunity in front of us, as long as it is completed, the tense situation between the Cangming Realm and the outside world, and the image of the old demon cultivator being tarnished by the new demon cultivator can be changed. If there is such an opportunity, will Master seize it?"

People in the world can't tell the difference between old and new magic cultivators. In their hearts, only demon cultivators don't distinguish between old and new.Those new demon cultivators who have become demons in the righteous way have cruel methods and no taboos. They are already feared by others, but most of them escape to live in the Cangming Realm.If things go on like this, the image of Moxiu will naturally become synonymous with death and disaster in people's hearts, and the Cangming Realm has become a devil's den.Even these old demon cultivators who practice honestly will face the end of being killed by righteous monks if they go out for a visit occasionally.

These old demon cultivators are really miserable.He obviously didn't do anything, but he had to bear the infamy all the time.

"This idea is very good, but" the reflection in the pupils is Laifeng City full of demon corpses, Wei Buming closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Such a thing will never happen. Because..."

"No, it's possible!" Han Feng interrupted Wei Buming's words, and said excitedly: "As long as the sinful Xin Moxiu is suppressed, his crimes are liquidated in front of all the immortals, and the control of the Cangming Realm is strengthened." The border, prohibiting new demon cultivators from entering. Then the world will also realize the difference between us and new demon cultivators. Then, our situation can be changed."

"As long as you hand over all the new demon cultivators." Han Feng looked at Wei Buming and said word by word.

As the head of the demon cultivator, and a demon cultivator who bears the lives of a whole city and Hua Zuijun, he, Wei Buming, is naturally the first to bear the brunt.Now it is not the great war thousands of years ago. Most of the new demon cultivators are poor people who have gone wrong in their practice and are forced to become demons. The only person who can stop crying at night and is called a big devil. No sound.He is the most "famous" demon cultivator in the hearts of everyone in the world.

It turned out that this was the reason.Wei Buming sighed in his heart and thought, Han Feng is no doubt his apprentice, and even his thoughts are exactly the same as his youth.Thinking that by solving the problem, you can get the desired result, but you don't know that what comes from the root of human beings is the culprit.

Back then, Han Feng was driven to the border by himself because of his disagreement with his governance plan in the Cangming Realm. Wei Buming wanted him to find out the facts by himself.But he didn't expect that staying in the side for so long didn't change his mind, but instead deepened his determination to change.

"Hand over all the new demon cultivators? You can say it nicely! Let's not mention that there are some people with low cultivation bases and peaceful minds. The demon master has taken you well these years, right? He has done something harmful to the world over the years. Is it something about the dark world? It’s not like you don’t know how much the outside world’s rumors and his own awareness are! Hand over the Demon Lord to Zhengdao, and you don’t want to tell me what the end he’s facing, you don’t know, do you?”

Furious, Mo Xue took off the golden hairpin on her head and threw it at the long mirror.When the two objects collided, the mirror shattered into several pieces, and the figure of Han Feng inside became distorted.

Han Feng said in a low voice: "I know," his figure gradually became blurred and transparent, "It's just that all changes must be bloodshed, isn't it?" After these words, the mirror returned to its original appearance, and the lit candles followed One by one, the secret room will return to its previous dark appearance.

Wei Buming looked at Mo Xue beside him who was extremely excited and shook his head, the expression on his face was extraordinarily calm.He grabbed her shoulders and pressed them against the wall, and tore a few rags from her clothes to bandage her wounds.Mo Xue was seriously injured, and now she is able to live like a dragon and tiger, but it is all due to her physique and inner anger that she has cultivated for many years. Now that Han Feng has left, her whole person is gradually weakening.

Such a wound could not be healed by such a simple bandage, but now that his cultivation base has been sealed, he is no different from an ordinary person. Right now, this is his limit.He supported the wall and got up slowly, trying his best to explore in this secret room.The temperature of the fingertips was extremely cold, and he felt something on his body being slowly sucked into the wall through the fingertips as he stuck to it.Wei Buming quickly let go of his hand, tore off a piece of rag to wrap his fingers, and then continued to explore.

The secret room was either big or small, and it took Wei Buming about 2 minutes to walk around the wall while holding on to the wall.On the way back, he kicked an object. He bent down and groped and found that it was a thumb-thick fire pocket. He quickly tiptoed and lit the candles hanging on the wall one by one according to the position he remembered.

He squinted his eyes for two seconds to relax before adapting to the light in front of him again.He looked around, then raised his brows, and saw that the long mirror of equal height in the middle of the secret room disappeared at some point, and standing in its original position was a smooth square table with scattered items on it. Basic books and pen and paper.Wei Buming was overjoyed, and carried Mo Xue to the wooden table, scattered all the things on the ground with a wave of his hand, and put her on the wooden table.

"Your body is not seriously injured, you should lie on it and rest for a while." Wei Buming moved the bench to the corner of the secret room, picked up the pen and paper on the ground, and explained while writing and drawing.

Mo Xue was lying on the wooden table and cursing softly, Wei Buming couldn't hear her words clearly, but from her ferocious expression, it can be deduced that these were definitely not pleasant words.

"Hey! Aren't you sad?"

Mo Xue said suddenly, Wei Buming looked at Molong on the rice paper, crumpled the paper and threw it into a corner, raised his head and said:

"what do you mean?"

"Han Feng, you rescued him and cultivated him carefully. Don't tell me you didn't give him your sincerity. We have paid attention to how good you are to him these years. You are so calm now, which makes me suspicious. , Are you hiding your emotions in your heart, or do you really have no emotions?"

That's right, in Mo Xue's heart, this person's expression can only be described as calm.I have been locked here by Han Feng for many days, but every time I see him, I still want to tear it in half.But Wei Buming, from the first meeting to the conversation with Han Feng to the present, there are not many waves of expression from the beginning to the end, just like a spectator who stays out of the matter.

"Is this, rather than being calm, it's more like a blow too much, but I don't know what kind of emotion to use to face the present." Wei Buming crumpled up an ink dragon and threw it to the opposite corner Said: "These years have been really easy. Since I escaped from the siege, the things that disturbed my heartstrings have been one after another. After so many stimulations, probably the thing in my brain has become abnormal. Bar."

It's not even normal, but instead of suffering, he feels relieved when he thinks that Han Feng will have Shi Yue to assist him in the future.He now feels like a spectator in a story, his soul floating outside his body, watching the actors on the stage perform joys and sorrows, but he can't even shed a drop of false tears.He has been ill since the day he chose to flee the town.

Of course, he couldn't be as friendly as before to Han Feng, and chat with him without any grievances.Naturally, he also felt uncomfortable and sad.However, this feeling is not strong.He is obviously his most important apprentice, but he feels like the flowers and plants he raises are withered and dead, but they are superficial.He even had a sense of fate, as if from the day he killed Hua Zuijun with his own hands, today's ending was already doomed.

If you think about it carefully, Han Feng is not a person who is good at lying and hiding. He has countless opportunities to reveal the truth, but he just sits still and waits for Han Feng to present the truth in front of him.

He was probably tired.

"Are you an idiot? Do you know what Han Feng means? He's not planning to behead you, he's not going to lock you up in a dungeon in the Cangming Realm and never see the light of day, but he's going to hand you over to those hypocritical orthodox ways. Your life begs for the pity of the world, watching you Wei Buming lose your wits under the lightning from all directions! You wake me up!" Mo Xue yelled while leaning on her body, looking at the man in the corner.

Ten Fang Lei is a dharma platform refined by ancient powers during the battle between immortals and demons.Introduce the laws of heaven and earth and punish the evil in the world.It is said that as long as you use your true energy to activate the Dharma platform, the way of heaven will automatically judge the person's righteousness and evilness and send down thunder. In the past, the most vicious demon cultivator who has harmed the world for nearly a thousand years has triggered ten thunder calamities, so it is called ten thunders .

This was the platform that self-proclaimed righteous monks used to use most, and as far as Mo Xue knew, none of the demon cultivators who had stepped onto that platform had ever survived.Without exception, they were knocked out of their wits by the lightning from the sky, and dissipated in the world in great pain.

Only with such extreme means, only when the old demon cultivators personally send the new demon cultivators to the altar, can the world clearly distinguish the old and new demon cultivators, and can change the status quo of the Cangming world.He, Han Feng, had this idea in mind.Mo Xue saw that Wei Buming's chest was so congested, and Wei Buming, who took the lives of everyone in the city, how could he walk down Shifang Lei alive.

"Of course I know, but no matter what, I can't change the status quo. It would be easier to calm down." Wei Buming looked at Mo Xue and said, "Your expression makes me feel like I'm going to die." A ball of rice paper was thrown into a dark place in the secret room, got up and pressed Mo Xue back to the wooden table.

"Didn't I tell you to lie on it and recuperate? If you don't take a good rest, if the secret room is suddenly broken, you won't be able to seize the opportunity to escape, right?"

"Ha! Now Han Feng's territory is still in the secret room, do you think someone will come to rescue us? How likely do you think the secret room will be broken suddenly?!"

"Don't be so excited," Wei Buming turned his head to look at a certain wall in the secret room, which was ordinary and no different from the surrounding stone walls.But Wei Buming knew that after that, there were two blood-red ribbons, as long as he slightly stimulated his true energy, the whole secret room could be smashed to pieces in the next second. "Maybe when you wake up, a big hole is broken in the wall of the secret room, and a few real dragons show up, not only heal your wounds, but also carry you home - isn't that what is written in the world? "

Wei Buming looked down at Mo Xue and smiled, "I remember, these books were your favorite when you were young."