Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

After the magic flower disappeared, the number of monsters in the Yinque domain increased instead.Returning to a scattered cultivator could cope with it originally, but now it is a bit difficult.Fu Qing waited for a while, and seeing that the monsters were not decreasing, he asked Xiao Fengfeng to take the disciples of Guiyi Sect and stationed at the Wuqing Gate.This way, if something goes wrong, there will be someone to take care of.

As for himself, he took Mo Zilan with him, and the two of them still lived in Zhuwu.On weekdays, Fu Qing runs around to slay demons, and Mo Zilan sometimes follows him.If Fu Qing didn't need him, he would grow flowers and plants in the bamboo dock, and his life would be quite comfortable.

In fact, if Mo Zilan hadn't been too determined, Fu Qing would have wanted him to leave with Xiao Fengfeng and the others.Being tired of being with him all day long, and not getting in touch with other people, it's too easy to be extreme.

It's just that Mo Zilan looks like he thinks he's hopeless, he's good at playing tricks, and Fu Qing's thoughts are always taken away by him unconsciously.In addition, the child could indeed improve better by his side, so Fu Qing took him with him to deal with the monsters together.

Mo Zilan is actually a very good companion.Because of his physique, Fu Qing was not worried about him being killed by monsters, and even had to let him restrain himself, not to release his coercion too much.Otherwise, if the monster is eliminated, the secret of Mo Zilan's innate monster body will be spread widely.

Recently, the monsters have actually been restrained. Fu Qing wiped away the lingering monsters with a sword, but found that there was a stronger coercion coming from Mo Zilan.

He purposely picked a place close to the seal and let Mo Zilan stay behind, but he didn't expect that big demon to ambush them.

The immortal in white touched the ground with his toes, and the green smoke carried him knowingly, turning into a ray of blue light and rushing towards the place where the magic breath was strongest.

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Mo Zilan held a long whip in his hand, and frowned slightly.

He was indeed aware of the existence of the Great Demon.It's just that he is closer than Fu Qing, and he knows the monster well.He could clearly sense that this monster was not coming for him, but was led here by someone.

And surrounded by the thick magic breath, there is a disgusting breath.

Pure and warm, it is the breath of a monk, but it is disgusting.

A trace of scarlet flashed across Mo Zilan's eyes, he put away Ding Feng, and rushed into the black mist-like monster with all his strength.

The magic breath in his body seemed to be unstoppable, he tried his best to suppress the magic breath, squeezed out some spiritual power, and condensed it on his fingertips.As long as he finds that person, he will be killed.

That man's luck was so good that monsters couldn't kill him.Mo Zilan tried many times in his previous life, but he escaped every time.

Even if he shot himself, he escaped many times.

Mo Zilan still can't forget the last sword he stabbed at him in the previous life.

After confirming that Fu Qing didn't dislike him that much in the previous life after the demonic realm, Mo Zilan could understand after thinking about it for a while.In his previous life, he and his master had reached the point where they could not die without rest, and this person's frame and provocation was indispensable.

He said to Mo Zilan, Master hates you the most.Then he would also tell his master that Mo Zilan is an arbitrary person and cannot be taught.

Would the ending be different without this person?

A group of weak golden light burst out from the monster, struggling to hold on, as if it was about to shatter in the next second and be swallowed by the monster.

Everything around Mo Zilan's eyes became blank, only the thin figure in the golden light remained.

The spiritual power in his hand is ready to be released, as long as he strangles the man's throat, he can be killed without anyone noticing——

The forward momentum was easily stopped by a hand.

Fu Qing appeared behind him at some point, lifted his collar, then turned lightly, and drifted towards the golden light in the gap between the monsters.

Then, a spiritual force popped out from one hand, lifting the person in the golden light up through the air.

Mo Zilan slowly closed his eyes to hide the hysteria and despair in them.

He called softly: "Master."

Fu Qing was dealing with the big demon, but still parted his mind, and asked him what's wrong in a nasal voice.

Mo Zilan was suddenly aggrieved.He loves to show weakness in front of Fu Qing, so that the master can show him more sympathy.

But his previous grievances seemed too pale, until today, he realized this kind of loneliness that no one can feel.

He wanted to kill that nasty "Second Junior Brother", but he couldn't explain why.Master will not believe it, he will only think him crazy.

Fu Qing saw that his state was wrong, but he couldn't see it clearly, so he just threw him towards He Xiao: "Keep him safe and wait for me to come back."

Guard him well, guard the culprit who will make me and the master face each other with swords.Mo Zilan looked at the person in the golden light expressionlessly.

No matter how high-spirited venerable he is in the future, he is still just a young man who has no power to fight back among the monsters and can only entrust his fate to the magic weapon for protection.He looked two years younger than he is now.Mo Zilan thought in his heart, a fragile hand could crush it.

But no.Master won't let him kill.

But he has already done a lot of things that his master forbids him to do. If he is desperate, he will kill this person... This is a golden opportunity that is once in a thousand years.

Mo Zilan was thinking about it, but he heard Fu Qing's cold voice transmission: "Be careful, if he has something, I'll ask you."

Mo Zilan seemed to have never heard of it, and only approached He Xiao with no expression on his face.

The boy just broke free from the shock, looked up at him, and tears burst out of his eyes.

He Xiao cried, "Thank you, Immortal Elder, for saving your life!"

Mo Zilan wanted to cry too, without warning, he felt that he would not be able to kill this damned person today.

Fu Qing sent the two of them to a hillside, where they would not be affected by the battle between him and the big demon, but they could keep an eye on their situation at any time.

Mo Zilan stopped looking at He Xiao, and turned to pay attention to the situation of the battle.

That is his immortal after all, and there are very few things in the world that can escape his sword.Even if he escapes from his sword, he cannot escape from his snow.

A thick layer of snow clouds has accumulated in the sky, and spiritual snowflakes are swaying down.

At this time, the war situation has come to an end.Mo Zilan calmed down a bit, but he heard the child beside him exclaim: "Such superb sword skills...is this an immortal?"

Seeing that he ignored him, He Xiao watched Fu Qing's battle by himself.Seeing this scene, I couldn't help sighing.

When Mo Zilan heard others praise Fu Qing, he was always a little happy.But when he heard this from He Xiao's mouth, he was completely irritated.

He frowned and asked He Xiao: "What do you want to say?"

Perhaps it was because his aura was too frightening, He Xiao flinched a little, and whispered: "No, no..."

"Say." Mo Zilan's voice sounded like a storm was brewing.

So He Xiao didn't dare not say it, he tried his best to stop himself from trembling, and looked directly at Mo Zilan: "One day, I also want to be that kind of monk. Turning my hands into clouds, turning my hands into rain, it's too powerful... I want to worship him as a teacher."

The more he went on, he found that Mo Zilan's complexion was getting worse, so he carefully changed his words: "It seems impossible... I Xiao thought about it."

"Damn you." Mo Zilan's extremely suppressed emotions suddenly cracked, and slowly flowed out like lava.

There was a spell of charm in his whispered words.He Xiao listened, but he didn't know what night it was.

Mo Zilan approached He Xiao with a still expressionless face.He stretched out his hand and grabbed He Xiao's throat.His movements are gentle like a spring breeze, but he is doing heinous things that take people's lives.

The golden light beside He Xiao became radiant in an instant, burning Mo Zilan's arm.But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he strangled He Xiao's throat tightly. ,

Even when the teenager was insane, he still felt the pain.A painful roar came from his throat, and tears dripped on Mo Zilan's hands.Mo Zilan only felt sick.

When Fu Qing arrived, he saw such a scene.

He wasn't surprised when he realized that Mo Zilan was attacking He Xiao.After all, Mo Zilan's gratuitous dislike for this junior in his previous life, extending to this life, is not a surprising thing.

The big demon industry had been cleaned up, so he thought of stopping Mo Zilan.But for some reason, when he actually witnessed the scene where Mo Zilan strangled He Xiao to death, he hesitated for a moment.

It was only for a moment.Fu Qing quickly realized and lifted Mo Zilan up with one hand.

"Let him go."

Mo Zilan turned his head to look at him, a line of tears ran down his pale face without warning.

Fu Qing had a headache, but for some reason, he also felt a little heartache.

He asked, "Why do you want to kill him?"

These words seemed to turn on a switch, and Mo Zilan's tears couldn't stop streaming down.

But his breath is still very steady.He said in a dead voice: "He wants to worship you as his teacher."

Immediately, he twitched the corners of his mouth in self-mocking: "What about you, do you want to accept him too? He's very good."

he's good.The master of the previous life saw He Xiao's performance in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and after saying this, he decided to take him into his sect.

Mo Zilan remembered this, but Fu Qing couldn't remember it clearly.He just felt that it was a bit strange for Mo Zilan to say these words, and he also thought it was ridiculous.

So he cast a little spell, Mo Zilan's tears formed snowflakes on his face before they had time to drip to the ground.

Mo Zilan looked at Fu Qing blankly against the two white streaks on his face.

Fu Qing reprimanded him with a stern face: "Yue Zu will take over, meddling in other's business, accepting or not accepting apprentices as a teacher, and you—" He paused for a while, and then thoughtfully: "Did I promise you, I only accept you as an apprentice in this life?"

Mo Zilan was aroused by these words, blinked his black and white eyes, and nodded sharply.

Seeing his reaction like this, Fu Qing also understood: "That means I never promised."

In Mo Zilan's slightly regretful eyes, Fu Qing thought about it and said, "It was you who always said in front of me that you are not allowed to recruit more apprentices, so you let me in."

He sighed softly, and said in his heart, I really have you.

Fu Qing: "That's how it is."

He put Mo Zilan down, gave He Xiao a slight healing technique, and said to Mo Zilan, "I didn't promise you before, but now I agree. I won't accept him, and I won't accept anyone in this world." People. Unless one day you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors... I hope that day will not happen."

"No." Mo Zilan said slowly, as if warning himself.

Fu Qing then responded, doubting the authenticity of his words in his heart.

"By the way," he picked up He Xiao with a spell, and Fu Qing thought of something again, "Even if you want to worship me as your teacher, don't want to kill people at every turn. Your master is very popular, so kill me like you Fa, there will not be many people left in the next generation in the cultivation world."

The author has something to say: Fu Qing: Little Pride.jpg

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There is one thing to say, Xiao Mo is a son, I am a little worried about handing Fu Qing to him... an old father is as worried as marrying a daughter.