Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

There are many practitioners in Shushan, but most of them cultivate their minds, and few of them can really cultivate themselves.But the ones who can really cultivate themselves are still staying in Shushan. Most of them are half-immortals, who can control swords and spells, use some fairy weapons and magic weapons, and occasionally beat demons to drive away evil spirits.If you really encounter some big monsters and ghosts, they are usually the pioneers of Shushan, and they will come to rescue.

Therefore, when the Shushan disciples saw the three of them, they were not very surprised. They believed that they were the pioneer elders of Shushan, and they rushed up one after another, as if they saw a life-saver.

Although Shushan is still as big as before, it is not as quiet as before, nor is it as clean as before.

The Shushan Mountain in Song Xun's memory is a place exuding the fragrance of sandalwood. Occasionally, there are bells echoing, and the sound is heavy and purifies people's hearts.Although there are thousands of rules and regulations, which makes people crazy, but I have to say that Shushan is a good place.

But today's Shu Mountain is no longer the Shu Mountain in his memory.

Shushan, which has always banned killing, now has many dead bodies, blood splattered everywhere, and everyone has more or less blood on their bodies.

Qing Huan frowned, and glanced at some clothes that did not belong to Shushan.Seeing Qing Huan looking at them, those few people clasped their fists to salute Qing Huan.

He nodded as a return gift.

"That's Maoshan's disciple, right?" Song Xun whispered in Qing Huan's ear, "Tsk tsk, it's still the same coarse linen clothes as before, and I have to make it look like a refugee."

The corners of Qing Huan's lips raised an arc, and then he scolded: "Ah Xun, don't mess around!"

Song Xun shrugged, stood up straight, and looked straight ahead with a dignified expression.

"The three are the Shu Mountain Immortals?" The leading disciple cupped his fists and looked at the three of them with a hint of joy in his tone.However, they are Shushan disciples after all, and the usual upbringing etiquette prevents them from laughing or joying presumptuously.

"It is." Qing Huan nodded, indeed, they can only be considered.After all, they did not become immortals through cultivation in Mount Shu, so they could not be regarded as real immortals of Mount Shu, but they could be regarded as ancestors of Mount Shu.

A group of disciples looked at each other, with expressions of salvation.

"Who is the head?" Lian Su walked to the front and looked around, but she didn't see anyone wearing the head's clothes, "Why isn't he here?"

The leading disciple's face turned pale, and his body bent slightly: "The master... was taken away."

Song Xun let out an 'ah', and the surprised expression on his face was well done: "It's so useless?!" Back then, the master was a powerful existence, and no one dared to disobey him.If he hadn't become a fairy after consummation, Song Xun might not have embarked on a road of no return.

"You!" A disciple in the middle blushed and pointed his sword at Song Xun with anger.

"Ziyin, don't be rude!" The leading disciple reprimanded, and the boy called Ziyin withdrew his sword angrily, staring at Song Xun with big eyes, as if he was about to eat him.

Song Xun is also a person who can find trouble. He glanced at Ziyin and sneered: "Is there a mistake in what I said? How could the head of a faction be taken away? Is this still useful?"

"This..." The young man in the lead pursed his lips, and his expression was a little bad, but he still held it in. "The immortal is right, but...there is a reason for it."

"Oh?"

"A Xun!"

Song Xun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qing Huan.

"You have to be forgiving and forgiving, why bother to be aggressive?" Qing Huan frowned slightly, looking a little helpless.

"That's right." Lian Su nodded, looked at Song Xun and sneered, "Besides, how do you have the courage to question others? Can you take care of yourself?"

Song Xun closed his mouth tactfully, and swung his tongue around in his mouth, swallowing everything he wanted to say.

Well, he is also an old sinner, he should never be complacent and forget his appearance.

"You..." Qing Huan wanted to call out his name, but found that she didn't know his name at all.

"Disciple Cheng Hua." The disciple who was the leader was also a good person, so he announced his name.

Qing Huan nodded: "Chenghua, why did the Shu Mountain attract the invasion of the Demon Cult again?" What he asked was indeed reasonable, the Demon Cult had signed a contract with various sects of cultivating immortals, and they would never invade the sects of cultivating immortals on a large scale without a reason sect.There must be a valid reason for the demonic sect's attack now.

"This..." Cheng Hua shook his head, expressing that there was no reason.

Song Xun was taken aback, there is no reason?If there is no reason then there is only one explanation.

traitor!

Song Xun looked up at Qing Huan, Qing Huan frowned, glanced at him but didn't stop too much.

Every traitor has a right to lead some members of the Devil's Cult to attack his original sect, regardless of whether he wins or loses.This is probably a ceremony, a ceremony to welcome traitors.

"A traitor again!" Lian Su gritted her teeth, staring at Song Xun with fixed eyes, as if Song Xun was the traitor.

Song Xun gave her a forced smile, then turned away from looking at her.However, he knew that a pair of eyes were watching him.Under the gaze of these eyes, his sins cannot escape no matter what.

Qing Huan took a step forward, blocking between Song Xun and Lian Su, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "Who is it?"

"Senior brother, it's senior brother!" Ziyin answered Qing Huan's question first. He held the sword, but his face was covered with tears, "He betrayed us! He returned, and took the master away!"

Song Xun turned his head to look at Ziyin, but the other party closed his eyes, letting his tears flow, and said something that made him sad loudly.

He stepped forward and wiped the tears from Ziyin's face with his sleeve.Taking a closer look, Ziyin is only an eleven or twelve-year-old child.At this age, he was still running around, causing the master to beat him with a ruler three times a day.Ziyin, on the other hand, has to suffer from the betrayal of his respected elder brother, the kidnapping of his master, and the precarious situation of his sect.

"It's okay, trust me, everything will be over." Song Xun comforted him like this, "Don't worry, I will help you bring the master back, help you bring the senior brother back, and let you ask him why you should so."

He didn't feel sorry for Ziyin or something, but he just thought of how sad his juniors were when they saw him betray their master.Thinking of this, he felt guilty. Although he spared the sympathy of the bloody massacre of Shushan back then, he was actually called a traitor.

Painful experience, but also irreparable.