Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

In the previous life, there were too many thunder calamities caused by helping Mo Zilan seal the natural demon body. Only when his fate was reversed for the last time did the fatal calamity come.Therefore, Fu Qing was already familiar with this little catastrophe, so he went through like a fish in water, without any waves.

Mo Zilan and Xiao Fengfeng could only hear the occasional rumble of thunder in their ears, and then the scene in front of them changed, and they returned to the place where they had just entered the black mist.

There are still a few pieces of bones under the feet, which should be left by the people who died in the black mist before.There is a trace of demonic energy shrouded in it, which is daunting.Xiao Fengfeng's complexion changed slightly, and he calmed down quickly.

Fu Qing glanced slightly: "Take away the bones of your junior brother. The rest are in the southwest. You can go find them after you collect them."

Xiao Fengfeng respectfully responded, and when he looked up again, Fu Qing had already walked away on the green smoke.

It seemed that everything just now was just a dream.

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Mo Zilan didn't say where he entered the illusion, Fu Qing didn't want to care about him.

Anyway, no matter where he went, the kid would always find a way to follow him out.Fu Qing suspected that he had done something to himself, but he couldn't find any evidence, so he could only wait for Mo Zilan to see if he would show any flaws.

But the sword under his feet is still wandering around in this area, as if he won't stop until he finds something.

He finally fell into a valley where demonic energy still remained.

The strange thing is that although there is residual demon energy here, there is no shadow of a demon cultivator.Either dead or alive.

Just as Fu Qing took two steps inside, he saw Mo Zilan hurried out from the inside, and met him face to face.Seeing him, the young man was a little surprised: "Why did Master come to find me?"

"I can't really throw you away." Fu Qing sighed softly in his heart, and said, "Do you want to follow me, or go back to the Cold River?"

"Follow." Mo Zilan replied without hesitation.

Fu Qing: "Isn't it good to practice with Master in the Cold River Realm? How many people can't ask for the advice of Sword Master Qingchuan."

Mo Zilan just shook his head: "Master knows mine, I only want you."

You can only have me.Fu Qing read his unfinished meaning, but pretended not to see it, and only responded lightly.

He said again: "It's my teacher's fault to leave without saying goodbye this time, and I won't do it again in the future."

Hearing this, Mo Zilan stared at him closely, his gaze seemed to burn a person's soul into ashes.

Fu Qing heard him ask: "I was in the illusion just now, why did a thunder catastrophe suddenly come? Is it me, Master, or Xiao Fengfeng?"

"It's a teacher." Fu Qing said after being silent for a while.

With a child's mind, if he doesn't make it clear, he may think that he used the magic breath to attract the catastrophe.

There was a look of astonishment on the young man's face, Fu Qing said one more sentence: "It has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself for everything."

Hearing these words, Mo Zilan's complexion not only did not ease, but became more dignified, as gloomy as Jieyun just now.

He asked in a deep voice: "Is it because of... Seizing the Heaven Forbidden Art?"

Fu Qing's face remained motionless, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally turned into a question: "Where did you know this name?"

Mo Zilan hesitated a bit: "Before... it seems that someone used it, but I just remembered it when I saw it in the demon."

Fu Qing responded lightly.

If Mo Zilan in his previous life had always known the Seizing Heaven Forbidden Technique and could see that he was using it, then his painstaking efforts would really be fed to the dogs.

The young man with gloomy eyes appeared in front of Fu Qing again.Is it this kind of person who is sad for being alienated by him on the surface, but secretly can see everything he has done for him, and is still watching with cold eyes, waiting for the most critical moment to stab himself in the back?

Just thinking about it, the blood in the whole body will be so cold that it will form ice balls.

I wish he wasn't.Fu Qing lowered her eyes slightly: "No."

There was still a bit of grievance in the boy's voice: "You are lying. You don't even look at me."

Fu Qing then looked at him, but the sentence stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it no matter what.

Mo Zilan is also full of thoughts now.

The more Fu Qing clumsily concealed the fact that he used the Seizing Heaven Forbidden Technique, the more real the demon in his heart seemed.

If the master in the previous life really endured that catastrophe because of his physique.If it is true what the demon said, the master has endured many thunder disasters for him before...

But he was disappointed because his master didn't care about him, and stopped moving forward?

Mo Zilan didn't know what he missed, he didn't dare to know.

He looked at Fu Qing fixedly: "Is it because my physique is sealed? I won't feel any pain when I use my spiritual power now."

He even longed for Fu Qing to shake his head, or say "no".

But Fu Qing didn't seem to hear what he said, just looked at him calmly.

Then Mo Zilan understood.

His voice sounded like a sigh: "Why didn't you tell me... I clearly thought that I had already opened my heart to show you... But why can't you trust me?"

Fu Qing paused for a while, as if he couldn't understand what he said.

He finally turned around: "Don't think too much, I don't want you to worry in vain. Let's go."

Fu Qingdao: "Since you're here, don't be idle, go find a few monsters to practice your hands. No magic breath is allowed."

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Mo Zilan did have an unimaginable talent in dealing with monsters.

Fu Qing has already ordered him not to use coercion to scare the monsters, and only let him confront the monsters with spiritual power.

However, Mo Zilan would soon be able to beat the weaker monsters to pieces with the Wind Whip.Even if it is stronger, if you can't beat it, you will attack its weak point.This comprehension is even better than that of Mo Zilan in the previous life.

Maybe it's hard to get, so I cherish it all the more.Mo Zilan's performance in front of Fu Qing was not perfect, but he was serious enough to outrageously.Fu Qing didn't show it on the face, but in his heart he was extremely satisfied with him.

There is only one flaw.When Mo Zilan killed monsters, blood would always splatter all over his body, so he would come to Fu Qing's side when he was dirty.

Seeing Fu Qing hiding back, he was still a little puzzled: "Is Master afraid?"

Fu Qing was amused in his heart, but his face was cold: "Don't be afraid, I hate it."

Mo Zilan then quickly made a cleansing formula and cleaned himself up.But next time when hunting monsters, it will still be covered all over.It's an old habit, and it's too hard to change.

In his previous life, Mo Zilan didn't treat monsters like this, as if he had a deep hatred with them.

Looking at Mo Zilan who was trying his best to use the Cleansing Art, Fu Qing thought, when you find out that you are actually more promising in the way of magic, don't hate me like the traitor in the previous life, and it will be fine.

After Mo Zilan practiced with him for a while, Fu Qing was slowly willing to let the child out and deal with some tricky monsters alone.

Fearing that the child would get hurt if he listened to him too much, he specially told Mo Zilan: "Don't use the magic breath unless it is absolutely necessary."

Mo Zilan: "I see."

"You don't know," Fu Qing looked at his expression and came to this conclusion.Explain to him again, "When it's a last resort, you can still use it. Don't die outside, I'm just your apprentice."

Mo Zilan rolled his eyes with a smile, and responded with a warm voice.

Seeing his smile, Fu Qing suddenly felt that he might be able to forget about the previous unpleasant demons.After all, the child in front of me is no longer the same person as in the previous life.

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After all, Fu Qing was a little worried about the place where Tiangui Yizong's disciples were ambushed. After Mo Zilan left, he went back and walked around alone.But in the valley where Mo Zilan was found that day, he saw a broken teleportation array.

It seems that the owner wanted to destroy it, but he did not expect that the spiritual power and magic breath here are so barren, leaving some vague traces.

And the technique of setting up the array, Fu Qing could recognize at a glance that it was Mo Zilan's handwriting.

After all, the few small formations that Mo Zilan knew were taught to the children by himself before he left the cold river.

Fu Qingzhen didn't know whether to be comforted by the disciple's comprehension by analogy, or to wonder why he would set up the formation here.

So I spent some thought to restore this small formation.

The moment the burst of light flashed, a disgusting smell of blood came from far and near, and finally it was so strong that Fu Qing frowned slightly.

The scene in front of him gradually became clear, and finally it became a pool.

Not a pool, because the fluid flowing in it is blood.

In the middle of the pool, there are several dying humanoid figures.

Maybe it can no longer be called a human being.The limbs were all nailed to the ground with long black iron nails, causing their blood to flow out continuously.But viciously added a small healing array, making people die painfully and slowly.

This pool of blood oozes with a weak devilish energy.Those who were pinned were all demon cultivators.

Qing Yan smelled the smell of a strange demon, and broke out of the sheath excitedly.

A few flashes of sword light ended the lives of those people.

A thin layer of snow formed on the corpse, covering those unbearable wounds.

Another burst of light flashed, and Fu Qing asked the visitor with a cold face: "What's going on?"

"Master, don't look." Mo Zilan just realized that someone touched this place, and found Fu Qing just after rushing back. He couldn't think of any words, so he blurted out in a hurry.

There was some impatience in Fu Qing's tone: "I'm asking you what's going on."

"They are the chief culprits who created the illusion of the mind."

Fu Qing hummed: "Didn't you say you killed him?"

"Kill... how cheap they are." Mo Zilan's voice was low but firm.

"Ridiculous." Fu Qing said decisively, "Are you taking revenge? You are venting your anger...Ridiculous!"

Fu Qing didn't know how to swear very much, but now he was so angry that he could only repeat the word "absurd" over and over again, like a poor scholar who was so angry with students that he couldn't even speak out.

Mo Zilan lowered his head, not daring to look at him, and whispered: "Master, don't be angry because of them, it's not worth it."

"I'm angry with them?" Fu Qing stared at him, as if he was going to laugh out loud in the next moment, "Kneel down!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull sound, and Mo Zilan's figure became shorter.

"Take out Dingfeng." Fu Qing said coldly.

When Mo Zilan heard the words, his body shook.Then he straightened his back and remained silent, actually wanting to resist.

"I don't want yours." Fu Qing subconsciously explained, and realized that he shouldn't be so concerned about Mo Zilan at this time, so he said, "Kneel down, take it out."

Mo Zilan lowered his head, took out the Dingfeng whip, and handed it to Fu Qing with both hands.

It seems that he has been with the boy for a long time, and there is even a little warmth in Dingfeng.

Fu Qing clenched the soft whip, and swung it towards Mo Zilan's back with a gloomy expression.

The author has something to say: I will go to the self-study room tomorrow, and it will still be late.There is no hope of recovering six o'clock, eh.