Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

There was nothingness.The coldness wrapped around the body, and penetrated into every hole.

"Xianzun, let's not go that way."

Fu Qing was dragged by someone, and regained consciousness in a trance.The boy seemed a little nervous and spoke quickly.

The boy said: "There are only a group of snow demons ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Fu Qing turned his head slightly towards him, as if trying to see through his soul.But Fu Qing's eyes were covered with frost, and his eyes were dull, so he shouldn't be able to see him.

Fu Qing's eyebrows trembled, and his tone changed from stunned to determined: "You... shouldn't have followed."

The boy's voice quickly rang in his ears.

"I know that there are dangers in the Great Snow Demon's body, but the Immortal Venerable's eyes are inconvenient. I found out the weakness of the Snow Demon, and I just want to help the Immortal Venerable. The Immortal Venerable also agreed before."

From his words, Fu Qing could hear the grievance that seemed to be vague, as if Fu Qing had backtracked and trampled on his good intentions.

Fu Qing didn't pay much attention to his accusation, turned his head, and stared at the snowy field in front of him with empty eyes.

The cold air soaked the body, and the demonic energy swayed.

He was born again at this time.

When he was young, the enchantment barrier between the cultivation world and the demon realm was unstable, and low-level monsters emerged one after another, disrupting people's livelihood.Fu Qing, as the Immortal Venerable of Zunyu, has the duty to eliminate demons and protect the morality.

There is a kind of snow demon, whose body is a snowfield, likes to devour monks, and then transforms into a body to devour people.Fu Qing once accompanied Xuezong's disciples into the snow demon's body once, and was infected by the cold air of the snow field, and became blind for a while.

Because of the danger, Fu Qing drove the other monks back half way.Only the one around him was worried that he would be blind and wanted to stay alive.

This young man is called Xiao You, the skin is still there, but the inside has been eroded by the snow demon, and he is led to a dead end according to the snow demon's command—this is also the core of the snow demon.

Xiao You carefully tugged at Fu Qing's sleeve, and said in a timid tone, "Is the Immortal Venerable angry? I promise nothing will happen, I just beg the Immortal Venerable not to drive me away... If this trip is successful, I will be here Zongmen-"

The snow demon parasite was making a lot of noise, Fu Qing really had a headache, so he had to interrupt.

He frowned slightly, and said in a clear voice, "Surrounded by the snow demon, there is one more person."

Perhaps there is only a plain silver world in sight.But in the spiritual consciousness, the heaven and the earth seem to blend together, and the place where it touches is full of devilish energy and frost.In the snowfield ahead, balls of devilish energy transformed into snow demon clones, like black holes swallowing up the scattered divine consciousness.

It's just that within the heavy devilish energy, a faint wisp of life tenaciously came out, pinning on Fu Qing's heart with no seriousness.

Somewhat familiar.

With a thought in Fu Qing's mind, Qingyan unsheathed herself and threw out a sword energy.

As if the north wind was passing through, the wriggling white clusters disappeared without any resistance.And the sword energy spreads farther and farther, as if it wants to tear the world apart.The sword is now in its sheath.A thin red rope hangs from the hilt of Qingyan Sword, which is the brightest color in Fu Qing's whole body.

That's what he is.Clear and shallow like a piece of ice and snow, sharp like a sharp knife.Understatement will pull out all the filth.

The spiritual power of this fairy is so powerful and delicious, and the figure is also exquisite and delicious, it is really fascinating.Beside him, Xiao You was stunned for a moment, and then a ferocious frenzy flashed in his eyes.

The wind and snow dissipated, but another powerful spiritual consciousness suppressed it.Xiao You's complexion darkened, a mouthful of blood was choked in his throat, and he managed not to spit it out.

Fu Qing intentionally or unintentionally said: "Were you injured before?"

"Yes, there was a slight injury. I thought it was okay so I didn't bother the Immortal Venerable. The Immortal Venerable was too powerful just now, so I couldn't hold back for a while..."

"This coercion is only useful for monsters."

There was a sudden silence in the air.The vigorous demonic energy hovered on the verge of eruption, but in the end, he didn't know what to be afraid of, and gradually returned to calm.

This is considered to be the weak periphery of Snow Demon, Xiao You was very calm before he was not sure of killing Fu Qing with one blow.

Fu Qing pretended not to notice, and casually persuaded Xiao You: "Snow Demon is good at lurking, so be careful yourself."

After that, he no longer cared about Xiao You who was frozen in place, and walked straight to the angry ball.

The familiar anger made him impetuous for no reason.Like fragments of feathers, scratching at the bottom of my heart.

The wriggling snow goblin was wiped out.A black shadow stood in the paleness of the eyes.Completely white, with a little bit of black, abrupt and eye-catching.But it's like the entrance of an abyss, if you don't pay attention, you will be sucked in and your soul will be scattered.

"Xianzun, let's go—"

The young man behind him suddenly called out, but it didn't fall into Fu Qing's ears.

The thin lips couldn't help losing their blood color and became paler, but it was as if a god and Buddha had fallen in love with him and fell from the nine heavens.

No wonder it was a little familiar, he sneered in his heart.

It turned out to be Mo Zilan.

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Mo Zilan was Fu Qing's great apprentice in his previous life. He was born with a demon body and was feared by the monks. He would be killed by various families whenever he showed his face.Only Fu Qing didn't care about these things, and even wanted to give him all his money so that he could inherit his mantle.

It is difficult for the demon body to cultivate immortality, so he always takes care of it.Mo Zilan's cultivation was slightly deviated, so he abolished this level of cultivation and started again.A hundred years later, Mo Zilan is the well-deserved No.1 of the younger generation.

Later, Fu Qing saw through the secrets and discovered the secrets of the world. He also knew that Mo Zilan's life was a long way to go, and in the end, he could only die by becoming a demon.

He personally went to Linxian Prefecture to practice the method of seizing the sky, changed Mo Zilan's fate against the sky, and defended the wrath of the sky in exchange for a glimmer of life for his apprentice.

That day, Duotian Jieyun was not as thick as he imagined, and he could even be called gentle.

Fu Qing almost thought that he was going to succeed.

Until Mo Zilan interrupted his Heavenly Tribulation, captured him who was weak, and humiliated him in the Demon Realm.

It turned out that his beloved apprentice had already fallen into a demon at some point.

Mo Zilan said, Master, if you don't care about me, you naturally don't know how I fell into the demon.

When Fu Qing heard this, she was so angry that she almost held her breath.

Immediately after hearing that Mo Zilan followed the established route to uncover the seal of the Demon Realm and led the monsters to bloodbath the number one sect in the cultivation world, Fu Qing suddenly understood.

After all, the calamity was not over, and Mo Zilan finally fell into a demon.

He will become a murderer and die under the hands of the Son of Destiny.

This is the destiny and cannot be violated.

Fu Qing seldom shed tears, but when she figured it out that day, she wet the pillow towel with tears.

His former lover, secretly obeying the destiny, came to punish him, a lost dog who went against the sky but failed.

In just a few months, the sect was destroyed and the master's gate was broken.As for himself...

Mo Zilan seemed to hate that Fu Qing used harsh methods to temper his roots, and taught him the magic of immortality, which made him waste his time and failed to break the seal of the Demon Realm and release the Demon Race earlier.

He hated to break Fu Qing's bottom line and let him see how weak he is now.

To be opened, to be entered, to be humiliated.Pure hearted and as calm as Fu Qing, she has never experienced such humiliation.

She hadn't been emotionally moved for several years, and was bound with one move—three thousand black hairs were scattered, and she was crushed with one mouthful of bright teeth.

Fu Qing was already numb before, but he was oppressed by this rebellious atrocity until the corners of his eyes turned red, and he almost wanted to tear Mo Zilan's body to pieces.

It was himself who died in the end.Fu Qing didn't know why Mo Zilan was clearly possessed by a demon, and there was still pure spiritual power in Yuanyang.

But before those spiritual powers dissipated, Fu Qing grabbed them and smashed his heart.A sad and shameful death.

After Fu Qing died, his soul left his body and hung in the air.

Seeing Mo Zilan holding his body in disbelief, he burst into tears.

Fu Qing didn't understand why he was crying.Until he saw that corpse turned into a puddle of blood in Mo Zilan's hands, and the rest was completely swallowed by Mo Zilan, not even the ashes remained.

He didn't even want to leave the whole body to him.It turned out that crying so fiercely was because he regretted not torturing him enough, so he let him die.

Fu Qing didn't understand why he had cultivated Mo Zilan with all his heart for more than a hundred years, but in the end, he had gotten him to hate him so much.

The unreasonable despair and pain that Mo Zilan brought him will never be forgotten even if he dies.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he returned to the past.

At this time, his seniors were still in high spirits, and Fu Qing didn't have much to worry about, all he needed to do was eliminate demons and defend the Tao, and concentrate on cultivation.He is not bound by destiny, and there is no apprentice Mo Zilan to support.

Not now, nor will there be in the future.

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The boy's aura was weak, and a small mass of anger was extremely inconspicuous in the snowy field flooded with demonic energy.In Snow Demon's eyes, he might not even have enough teeth.No one would have guessed that this would be the future savior of the Demon Realm, their only lord, as indicated by the destiny.

Fu Qing walked towards the angry ball step by step.There is only the creaking sound of Xiao You stepping on the snow.

The future Lord of the Demon Realm is very weak, so Fu Qingda can kill Mo Zilan to avenge his previous life.

Xiao You followed Fu Qing step by step, carefully poking his head out from behind Fu Qing.

But just seeing a pair of eyes as black as the night, slowly opened.

Lips were bright red, as if smeared with blood.But it made his face paler.The black clothes covered his slender body.No one could tell what was in his lifeless eyes, like a ghost crawling back from hell.

Suddenly, those dark eyes lit up.

Fu Qing couldn't see it, and his approaching figure filled Mo Zilan's sight.He only noticed that Xiao You took two steps back quickly for some reason, and the mass of anger became slightly alive as he approached.

Before I realized it, I had already asked: "Are you awake?"

I don't know if it's a question or a delay.

There was complete silence between the consciousness and ears, and the anger even disappeared from the spot suddenly.

Then she threw herself into Fu Qing's arms.

The first thing that got into his arms was the heat.

I have been frozen in the snow for a long time, my hands are cold, but my body is so hot that it is unbearable.The slender arms encircled him tightly without knowing where the strength came from.The force was so great that even the bones seemed to be shaking.

But there was no oppressive pain from being bound, as if the owner of the arm carefully controlled the strength.

But it is indeed too hot, too close.

If it was Mo Zilan from the previous life who was hugging him, Fu Qing would not be able to bear it, Qingyan has already come out of her sheath at this moment and beheaded him.

But in front of him was not his rebellious apprentice, but a child who was dying in the snowfield and couldn't restrain his instinct when he saw a living person.He wasn't even waist high.

"Release." Fu Qing took a deep breath to calm down his trembling mood.

Xianzun's voice was emotionless, as cold as ice and snow that hadn't melted for years: "I'll take you out."

"Can the Immortal... let me hold you for a while longer?" The boy asked, his voice was hoarse as if it had been scorched by fire.

The hoarseness covered up most of the trembling, leaving only a bit of strange tune that didn't make a sentence, knocking on Fu Qing's heart, arousing a burst of weirdness.

But before he opened his mouth to chase people away again, he heard Mo Zilan say: "If you don't want to... I will let go."

The embarrassment in Mo Zilan's tone made Fu Qing startled.

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