Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Wei Buming was bound and pressed on the stone steps. He raised his head in a panic, but there was a thick black mist all around him. Except for the altar in front of him, no other objects could be seen in the whole world.Even though there was no one there, he still couldn't stand up on his own, and the Yuan Mansion was empty, without a trace of true energy.

"Boom!"

There was a flash of purple light in the sky, and he tilted his head and barely saw a few curved lights at the end of his field of vision, approaching him menacingly.

"boom!"

The sound of thunder is deafening from far to near, and the whole world seems to be under its rule.Wei Buming felt that his body was heavy, as if there was a big mountain pressing him down and he couldn't breathe.The internal organs were squeezed into a ball, Wei Buming felt a sweetness in his throat, blood splashed on the gray-brown altar, like cinnabar falling to the ground.

Before the thunder and lightning approached, Wei Buming had no strength to resist.Compared with such a huge and majestic Zidian, he is so small but a drop in the ocean.Immortal cultivators like them, no matter how amazing they are, are nothing but ants in front of the Dao of Heaven.

"boom!"

Finally found the target, huge lightning strikes towards Wei Buming, and the purple light illuminates the whole world as if it were daytime.

"Ah!" Wei Buming shouted unwillingly a second before the lightning arrived.

"Ah!" Wei Buming stood up abruptly, and a big bump appeared on his forehead when it came into close contact with the wall. He rubbed his forehead and looked at Mo Xue, who was lying on the wooden table breathing steadily, and realized that he was just having a nightmare. .

Or rather——a precognitive dream.

Wei Buming had two prophetic dreams, the first time was about the destruction of Laifeng City, this second time...

Wei Buming tiptoed to the wooden table.Maybe it was because she was too tired, the loud roar just now failed to wake Mo Xue from her deep sleep.There have been too many changes these days, even when she fell asleep, her brows were still frowning.Wei Buming sighed, and gently smoothed the hill between her eyebrows.

The child grows up really fast, obviously the first time they meet, they are still a kid who can grasp his sleeves with a milky voice and cry to obey the story, but if he doesn't pay attention, he will become a slim little girl.It's a pity that I can't see her in a red dress with a red cloth on her head.

Really, I obviously still have a lot to say to Xiao Xianjun.It seems that there is no chance in this life.Wei Buming sighed, nodded to Han Shiwu who came to the secret room at some time and said, "Let's go."

Han Shiwu didn't speak, he walked out of the dark slowly, lowered his head and took out a roll of fairy rope to surround Wei Buming.After doing this, he took out another black pill from his bosom.

"Please obey the Demon Lord."

"Mozun? That's Han Feng's position, I can't afford it." Wei Buming smiled, took the pill and stuffed it into his throat.Obviously he is the person who dislikes bitterness the least, but now he can eat food without expression.As soon as the pill entered his stomach, the surging true energy in his body disappeared without a trace, leaving him empty like an empty shell.

Han Shiwu took the rope and dragged Wei Buming out of the secret room.After not seeing the light for a long time, Wei Buming narrowed his eyes subconsciously.There was still some indistinct crying in my ears, which became more and more clear with the footsteps.Wei Buming held back tears and opened his eyes, only to see a group of people wearing handcuffs and anklets and wearing weird and exaggerated clothes, being led by black-robed servants to pass by.

Most of those people had gloomy and fierce faces, even if they were restrained, the blood in their eyebrows and eyes did not decrease in the slightest.But among them, there were a few girls and young men in ragged clothes who were sobbing. There was no trace of tyranny in Lingtai Qingming's eyes, but bewilderment and despair were written in those soft brows and eyes.

Wei Buming was taken aback for a moment, watching the passing crowd stop.These people are Xin Moxiu and his subjects of Wei Buming.He knew those children, who lived with his humble mother on the border of the Cangming world, and survived by collecting wild medicines and selling them to the monks who came and went.In the days of relying on the sky to eat, I was not full enough to eat and not warm, but I didn't expect to be involved in the internal struggle between the demon cultivators. As a dependent mother, I tried my best to protect the child under my body, and I just silently Died in the mud ditch.

A half-year-old child with no strength will not be able to survive in the Cangming Realm.When Wei Buming met them, he was already pale and skinny, and a flock of vultures were waiting for them to die.There are too many people like this in Cangming Realm, Wei Buming should not be surprised at all.But looking at them, he suddenly couldn't walk, remembering the teenagers he had taken in, and asked Han Feng to keep them in the house as servants in a moment of softness.

He knew that Han Feng wanted to divide the old and new demon cultivators, and he knew that the new demon cultivators would be driven to extinction.But he didn't expect that even Han Feng would not let go of the honest child who served by his side and watched him grow up.

Seeing Wei Buming standing stiffly behind him, Han Shiwu twitched the corner of his mouth, and his dragging force suddenly increased a bit.What kind of magic weapon is that bundle of fairy rope? Feeling the change of the master's mood, it tightened spontaneously, leaving red marks on Wei Buming's wrist.

"Mozun let's go, if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to catch up with the time." Looking at the red seal on Wei Buming's hand, he smiled contemptuously.So what about the number one in the magic way?Now it's not as weak as an ant.

He turned around and prepared to rush to the destination, but when the hand holding the rope was exerted, nothing moved behind him.Han Shiwu was furious, followed Wei Buming's eyes to look at the group of people and sneered:

"Why be so obsessed, anyway, you can have a good chat before Shifang Lei, and go on the road together, it's not too late." You new demon cultivators are damned, none of you can escape!

Han Shiwu looked at Wei Buming maliciously, trying to find an expression similar to panic and despair on the other person's face, but found that the other person didn't care about him at all, just staring at Wei Buming who was gradually disappearing in the long corridor. figure!

This man didn't listen to him at all!It's just a new demon cultivator who dares to ignore him!But he is a lost dog!Thinking of Wei Buming's use of spiritual pressure to suppress himself before, he felt even more aggrieved.

Han Shiwu's face was distorted, and the true energy gushed out from the Yuan Mansion and spread to the immortal rope. After receiving the master's order, the long rope twisted, and raging flames burst out from the whole body.The flame was red with purple, but it didn't burn any clothes, but the top was as sharp as silver needles. Han Shiwu pinched his fingers, and the flame needles penetrated through the clothes and went straight into Wei Buming's body.

He resented Xin Moxiu to the extreme in his heart, but he was not sure about his master's attitude towards Wei Buming.Fortunately, the Sanyin fire he practiced does not hurt the body but attacks the inside.He couldn't see the wound from the outside, so he was naturally willing to raise his hand and "teach" him a lesson.With a smile in his heart, he directed the flames to strike Wei Buming Yuan Mansion.

"Hmm!" Pain came from the abdomen, Wei Buming's eyes went dark, and he staggered two steps before finding his center of gravity.

Yuan Mansion is the most important place for monks, and it is the place where the origin and lifeline of cultivation are located.If the injury here is mild, the cultivation base will stagnate and the realm will fall, and if it is serious, the foundation will be destroyed, and there will be no immortal fate in this life.So no matter what their cultivation level is, all monks will choose to protect it to death.He didn't want the person in front of him to attack so fiercely, without even saying hello, he directly attacked Yuan Mansion.The origin that was not able to be harmed by the crowd at the time of the siege, was manipulated at will by such a small servant today.

"Hey." Looking at Wei Buming's appearance, Han Shiwu's smile became brighter and his whole face became more distorted, making him look very ridiculous.With a bad breath in his heart, Han Shiwu said viciously:

"Master Mozun, let's go, it's time for you to go on the road. Does your body hurt? Sorry, I forgot that you are just a mortal now," Han Shiwu deliberately protracted the word mortal , pretending to say: "Do you want me to loosen the rope?"

He covered his belly and laughed, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, almost out of breath.Who would have thought that this leader who has been calling the wind and rain for 200 years would eventually be crushed in his own hands.No matter how high the cultivation base is, so what?It's not in your hands yet.

After finally stopping his smile, Han Shiwu finally remembered his mission.He flicked in Wei Buming's direction, and the smile froze on his face in the next second.

Wei Buming still looked at those people as before, without even giving him a look.As if I didn't exist at all.this person!Han Shiwu was furious, and the true energy in Yuan Mansion violently exploded in an instant.Are you ignoring me?Well, he wants to see how long this demon can last in this state!

Under the violent infuriating spirit, the fairy-binding rope suddenly thickened around his body, and the red and purple flames instantly surrounded Wei Buming's body. In the Yuan Mansion, Wei Buming's meridians were pierced by these flame needles, and the meridians that had been nourished for a while were hit hard again. Wei Buming now felt like his body was like a spider web, and the broken part was like a spider web. The fire burns, the nerves tingle, and the stomach churns.

Wei Buming felt a slight sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spattered on the floor, splashing coquettish red flowers.

However, even so, Wei Buming still stared at the half-grown children. Although their backs were the size of ants, he still stared at them without blinking.

Such a forceful mobilization of true qi, Han Shiwu, who had a low cultivation base, was sweating profusely and his face turned pale. He was clearly the one holding the fairy rope, but compared with Wei Buming's indifferent expression, if he only From the look on his face, he would think that he was the poor victim.

Is this person unconscious?Han Shiwu was panting heavily, wondering and wondering in his heart.He holds the immortal rope in his hand, and also works as a torture prisoner in the mansion.In the past when torturing traitors, he only needed to arouse his true energy and those people rolled on the ground in pain and begged for mercy. Even the hardest prisoners could only last a cup of tea time under his flame needle.But Wei Buming, his complexion didn't change from the beginning to the end.Han Shiwu subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and gradually became panicked and restless in his heart.

Those new demon cultivators were trapped in their true energy and walked very slowly.But no matter how slow the walk is, there is an end. When the last figure disappeared around the corner, Wei Buming finally withdrew his gaze.Finally, he gave his eyes to Han Shiwu beside him.

"Let's go!" Wei Buming glanced indifferently at Han Shiwu who was pale beside him, and stepped steadily over the blood on the ground.After taking two steps, the tension on his wrist prevented him from moving forward.He turned his head to look at the servant who was frozen in place, frowned and said: "Why, are you not in a hurry now?"

This sound woke up Han Shiwu from his stunned state.He hurriedly moved two steps to follow behind Wei Buming, and let Wei Buming "draw" him to the gathering place.

Something changed, Han Shiwu swallowed.When he came out of the secret room, although Wei Buming would ridicule himself, his aura was quite peaceful.But now, the air pressure suppressed by him is continuously leaking out, and Han Shiwu, who has a low cultivation base, almost uses all his strength to move his legs.Even though there was no expression on his face, the word anger was evident all over his body.

Obviously able to accept the betrayal so peacefully and die peacefully, but because of a few small new magic cultivators, his face has completely changed?