Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Wen Boyu carried Bai Xingyan back to his room, and then returned to his own room.

When he opened the door, he saw Song Shanzhu sitting cross-legged on the table with a sword in his arms.

"Brother!" Song Shanzhu's eyes lit up, and he ran up to Wen Baiyu, his expression changed when he noticed the injury on his palm, "Are you injured?! I'll use spells to heal your injury."

Wen Baiyu found a silk scarf and bound the wound hastily, but the blood was still oozing out, he didn't even look at it: "This little injury is fine, Bai Wenjian is dead, is there any abnormality on Shen Qingzhi's side?"

Just in case the Demon Slaying Rope was not enough, he called Song Shanzhu over just in case, to prevent Shen Qingzhi from interfering.

"No, there is the rope to kill demons, Shen Qingzhi dare not act rashly." Song Shanzhu glanced at Mo Zhaojin, moved his lips, and said hesitantly, "Brother, you can actually take this opportunity..."

Now Shen Qingzhi is controlled in Mo Zhaojin's body, as long as Mo Zhaojin is killed, Shen Qingzhi will die.

"No!" Wen Baiyu didn't know about this method. In fact, he thought about it when his hatred was the strongest, "If we do this, it will violate our original intention of eradicating demon cultivators and maintaining peace."

Song Shanzhu sighed, of course he knew this: "I'm just too aggrieved, I know he's here, but I can't do anything about him."

"Now it's Shen Qingzhi's turn to feel aggrieved. The Demon Slaying Rope can restrain the demon energy from hurting people, so even if he has any plots, he won't be able to carry it out." This is the best method Wen Baiyu can think of so far.

"But Senior Brother, the Devil Slaying Rope is the magic weapon that Master gave you to protect yourself..." Before Song Shanzhu finished speaking, Wen Baiyu interrupted him coldly.

"I don't need protection." Wen Baiyu bent his lips, and there was no warmth in his eyes, "Junior Brother thinks that I can't even protect myself after losing my celestial root?"

"Of course not! Brother, I'm just worried about you..." Song Shanzhu understood that Wen Baiyu had made up his mind, so he grabbed the opponent's hand and cast spells on him to heal his injuries.

Because of Song Shanzhu's sudden move, Wen Baiyu couldn't stop him immediately. He looked at him and said in a deep voice, "It's just a minor injury, so there's no need to spend a lot of energy on it."

The spiritual energy in the other world is scarce, and the immortals cannot practice and improve their skills here, and even the longer they stay, the more the spiritual energy will fade.

"This is not a small injury!" Song Shanzhu was annoyed by Wen Baiyu's calm posture, as if the injury was not on him, "No matter how small the injury is, it will hurt. I care about senior brother very much. Your body hurts in my heart..."

What Song Shanzhu said at the end was a bit funny, but Wen Baiyu couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, as if the heat was suffocating his eyes, he lowered his eyelids, pretending to be flat and said: "The mouth is poor."

Wen Boyu really didn't feel the pain, because he had experienced pain hundreds of times and thousands of times worse than this.

"Hey, it's done!" Song Shanzhu took off the blood-stained silk scarf and felt relieved when he saw Wen Baiyu's intact hands, "Then senior brother, what should we do next? Shen Qingzhi's death is still a hidden danger."

"We can only do this first, there will always be a way." Wen Baiyu said coldly, "We can take this opportunity to find all the demon cultivators hidden in other worlds and wipe them out one by one."

Song Shanzhu looked at Wen Baiyu's icy expression, the brother at this time really looked like a master.

"But how can we lure them out?"

"As long as I become a superstar and let everyone in the world know me, they will definitely show up for revenge." Wen Baiyu knew how much Moxiu hated him.

Song Shanzhu didn't say any more worried words. It's not feasible to escape from worrying all the time. He just needs to stay by his senior brother's side to protect him. He nodded and said, "I will work hard together with my senior brother to become a superstar!"

"Oh? But I heard Ah Mo complaining to me, saying that you always let him go." Wen Baiyu said with a smile.

"Ahhh, that's because I ran into an evil creature! It's a waste of time to go back and forth. Next time, I must hurry up!"

"Mangosteen?" Mo Zhaojin, who was woken up, looked at the two sleepily, "Why are you here?"

Immortal world.

Chu Zong felt that the barrier was loose, and immediately made a strong breakthrough and stepped into the library.

The books that were originally placed on the bookshelves were scattered all over the place, and the Library Pavilion seemed to have experienced a catastrophe and was in a mess.

And Zhuang Yuezhong was almost buried in the pile of books, his black hair like a waterfall was scattered on his shoulders, his heavy robe was wrinkled, and he couldn't see his expression clearly with his head down.

Chu Zong couldn't speak for a while, it was the first time he saw Zhuang Yuezhong so undignified, he could almost be described as decadent and downcast.

But how is it possible?They have known each other for a long time, even in a desperate situation, he has never seen Zhuang Yuezhong lose his composure.

"You...what happened?" Chu Zong approached and found that Zhuang Yuezhong had a few gray hairs.

"I did something wrong..." Zhuang Yuezhong's face was hidden in the shadows, only his straight pale lips could be seen, his palm was pressing on the book, and the page was turned to the last page.

All the books here are like this. Chu Zong knew that there are a huge number of books in Zangshu Pavilion, so Zhuang Yuezhong must have read all the books here without sleeping or resting?

"What's wrong? What does this have to do with your reading in Cangshu Pavilion?" Chu Zong realized the seriousness of the situation and hurriedly asked.

Zhuang Yuezhong was silent for a long time, and when Chu Zong thought he was unwilling to speak, he finally spoke with a hoarse voice.

Bai Wenjian said that the gray-eyed person cannot reshape the fairy root, and he couldn't find a solution by looking through books in the library.

As Chu Zong listened, he felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

In order to stop Youyou's mouth, and to confuse Moxiu, Wen Baiyu was abolished by Zhuang Yuezhong and expelled from the other world.

Although it is very unfair to Wen Baiyu, as long as the Moxiu issue is resolved, the immortal root is rebuilt, and the whole story is revealed, everything can go back to the beginning.

After hearing this, Chu Zong also felt that the method was feasible, but it would not be feasible for any one person, because the person whose celestial root was abolished went to another world, and it is very likely that his hatred will go to extremes to hurt innocent people.

Bai Yu will not become like this - Zhuang Yuezhong used a very positive attitude when he said this sentence.

The fact is true, Wen Boyu has undergone such drastic changes, but still did not cause any turmoil in the other world, on the contrary, he is still concerned about the evil cultivator harming the world, Chu Zong really appreciates him.

But now such a person with a very high character, a free mind, such as the wind and the moon, the immortal root cannot be reshaped, and he has been reduced to an ordinary person, with less than a hundred years left.

The shock and guilt that Zhuang Yuezhong, who planned all this, might be enough to destroy his will.

"Things have come to this, what are you going to do?" Chu Zong didn't want to see Zhuang Yuezhong continue to sink like this, "Shen Qingzhi is still in another world, since Wen Baiyu's celestial roots cannot be rebuilt, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him to be in another world now?"

"Yes...yes, I want to bring him back..." Zhuang Yuezhong raised her head in a daze, murmured a few words that Chu Zong couldn't understand, and stood up, tripping because of the books scattered around her. Almost fell.

Zhuang Yuezhong walked to the door, his eyes squinted by the dazzling light above his head, he raised his hand to cover it, with a night pearl, he couldn't distinguish day from night in the Library Pavilion, and asked suddenly: "I am waiting in the Library Pavilion How long has it been?"

"Three years." If he hadn't stayed nearby and broke in in time when the barrier loosened, he really doubted that Zhuang Yuezhong would be able to stay inside for hundreds of years.

Zhuang Yuezhong turned her head abruptly, unable to believe it for a moment.

He can afford to waste time, but Bai Yu can't.

"You don't have to worry about the other world. It's strange in the past three years. Shen Qingzhi didn't cause any trouble, and the other demon cultivators hidden in the other world were also eradicated by you and my disciples." What Chu Zong said was the truth. Zhuang Yuezhong must be arrested at the risk of Zangshu Pavilion being destroyed.

It's just that Zhuang Yuezhong didn't expect that it was because of the immortal root. He sighed and said, "Go ahead. According to Jingyuan, he has been doing well in the past three years."

While her robes were flying, Zhuang Yue stomped on her sword and flew up. Chu Zong looked at his figure that was getting further and further away, and sighed again.

A powerful immortal cultivator can reunite a broken mirror, but a broken heart cannot be repaired by all means.