Conquer the world of self-cultivation with beauty

The shouts of killing became louder and louder, like a heavy hammer hitting the top of the person's head, piercing the person's tympanic membrane with pain.

Jiang Lan Zhi didn't understand, squatting on the ground with his heart and eyes full, his back trembling, his fingers stuck into the ground, and the bloody night was endless.

In the original book, is he also like today, who obviously did nothing, but was slandered as a heinous crime; he was obviously trying his best to endure and restrain himself, but he was still speculated as bloodthirsty and cruel, which is intolerable by nature.

Jiang Lan suppressed the bloody breath in his mouth, and attached one hand to Ye Endless's back, urging the golden core in his body to inject more spiritual power into Ye Endless' body.

His aura is extremely clear and pure, and under such desperate urging, the aura gushes out like a tide and flows into Ye Wuxian's body.

The cool river of spiritual energy soothed the meridians burned by the flames, and finally gathered at the dantian.

Summoned by the will-o'-the-wisp, the Ghost Venerable went crazy, but under the nourishment of spiritual power, he became quiet.He was seriously injured, and when he calmed down, he remained motionless and silent as if dead.

After Guizun fell silent, the tyrannical fire in Ye Wuxian's body was finally extinguished.His whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and his hair was dripping with sweat.

Seeing Jiang Lanzhi's face turned pale and the corners of his lips stained with blood, Ye Wuxian was startled and became bewildered.

"Master, are you injured? Is it the disciple... who hurt you?"

Jiang Lanzhi squeezed the golden elixir too much and exported too much spiritual power, and at this moment his body was quite uncomfortable.I really want to make a complaint: Yes, you are awesome, I am almost killed by you.

The opening turned into a gentle comfort, "I'm fine, it's not you."

During the commotion, an unknown person shouted, "Let's go together and kill Ye Wuheng."

So, the crowd who shouted to kill rushed towards Jiang Lanzhi and Ye Wuwu with their swords in hand.

Ye Wuheng stood up, and the bloodthirsty fire in his eyes ignited again.

"stop!"

Liang Lifeng shouted loudly, as strong as Cangshan pine.

The spiritual coercion of the Nascent Soul stage was released, and the oppressive people who shouted to kill stopped, speechless.

"Liang Lifeng, what do you want to do? Ye Wuwu is a ghost cultivator, are you going to cover him up openly!"

Su Huaien's face was gloomy. His disciples suffered the most. He wished he could cut Ye Wuxiu into pieces.

"There is also Jiang Lanzhi, he is Ye Wuheng's master, and Ye Wuwu's practice of ghosts must have something to do with him. Maybe it was Jiang Lanzhi who taught him!"

Lin Wei shook his arms and punched, expressing his conjecture very firmly.

"The realm of comprehension is the Daoist tradition, and ghost cultivators are not allowed to wreak havoc!"

"Jiang Lanzhi and Ye Wuxuan colluded together and harbored evil intentions. They deserve death."

"Kill Ye Wuwu and Jiang Lanzhi!"

Jiu Mao's feathers stood on end, standing beside Jiang Lanzhi, staring vigilantly at the crowd shouting to kill.

Liang Lifeng's aura was fully opened, suppressing the commotion, "Just relying on the words of a ghost cultivator to convict me, a disciple of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, you all look down on me, Mr. Liang."

Cang Yao chuckled, "Yes, yes, yes, I am a ghost cultivator, and what I say is unbelievable, then you can ask those who were killed or injured, whether their injuries hurt, or are they fake?"

As soon as Cang Yao reminded, the wounded disciples were more painful, and they resented Ye Wuwu even more.

"The arm I lack is bestowed by Bai Ye Wu Wu Wu Wu, and I must seek justice."

"My junior brother was killed by the ghost summoned by Ye Wuxian. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to vent my hatred!"

"Ye Wuxian colluded with ghost cultivators and slaughtered my whole family in Qiyun Valley. If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!"

"Jiang Lanzhi and Ye Wuwu colluded together to mutilate my disciples of the righteous way. His heart is to be punished!"

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Everyone's shouts were filled with righteous indignation, but Jiang Lanzhi only felt it was ridiculous when he heard it.Those who shouted fiercely, there were many people who were favored by him and recovered their lives from the mouths of ghosts.

And those people have all turned their backs now, and put some unheard of crimes on him and Ye Wuheng.It's really... how ridiculous and sad.

Cang Yao saw that the big event had been accomplished, and chuckled lightly, "You guys play slowly, I'll go ahead."

"Stop! Come when you want, leave when you want, Prince Cang has overestimated his own strength."

As Shen Yi said, he slapped Cangyao with his palm, but only scattered a cloud of black air.

It turned out that Cang Yao had already slipped away, and the person who spoke just now was just his phantom.

Really, shameless!

Cang Yao fled under their noses, and everyone was more vigilant about Ye Wuwu, for fear that he would also escape.

Su Huai'en glared, "Liang Lifeng, it's all right for you to cover Ye Wuwu, but you also want to cover Jiang Lanzhi, what do you think of our fairy family sect? Are you going to be an enemy of the entire fairy world?"

Deng Huan walked out from the crowd, and persuaded in a deep voice: "Junior brother, it is an indisputable fact that Ye Wuxian colluded with ghost cultivators to harm righteous disciples. As his master, Jiang Lanzhi did not report his knowledge and deliberately concealed it. He is indeed to blame. .

"Even if you are partial to Jiang Lanzhi, you should still put my Xianzong's millennium foundation as the most important thing, and you must not ruin the entire Xianzong because of your own selfishness..."

"Deng Huan, shut up!"

Deng was still the elder of Qingyun Xianzong, but he stabbed him from the back at a critical moment, Liang Lifeng's anger increased sharply, and his robes rattled.

Deng Huan chuckled, with contempt flashing across his eyes, he flicked his sleeves fiercely, and retreated angrily.

Liang Lifeng was dressed in a dark blue robe, like a mountain covered with snow, deep and forbearing.

"Lan Zhi, let me ask you, do you know about Ye Wu Wu Wu Wu's practice of the ghost way?"

"The disciple knows."

"Can you say something?"

"Nothing to say."

The endless night has been exposed, and nothing can restore it.At this time, he could only stand on the same front as Ye Wuwu.

Being ignored again and again, Su Huaien's anger has risen to the peak.

"Did you hear that? He knows! If he doesn't report what he knows, the crime will be aggravated!"

Liang Lifeng didn't look sideways, his eyes fell directly on Jiang Lanzhi,

"Lanzhi, come here, you can forget the past as a teacher."

Su Huaien was almost insane, "Liang Lifeng, you are the head of the sect, you have protected your disciples and grandchildren, and you want to protect your disciples. You did a good job! Qingyun Xianzong, you did a good job!"

Liang Lifeng's gaze coincided with that of Jiang Lanzhi's old father for an instant, with the same deep and protective meaning.

Jiang Lanzhi's heart softened, and he suddenly felt a sense of guilt. Ever since he crossed over, Liang Lifeng had been protecting him a lot, but he was like a disobedient child, always making trouble for Liang Lifeng.

It was the same at the acceptance ceremony, and it was the same with Simiaofeng, but now, he caused trouble for Liang Lifeng again.

Ye Wuwu didn't know when he had distanced himself from Jiang Lanzhi, "Master, you can go there. Next, please let the disciple bear it alone."

Unlike everyone else, Ye's endless retreat was not out of fear, but out of protection.

Jiang Lanzhi suddenly understood why Liang Lifeng was able to withstand the pressure of the entire cultivation world and wanted to protect him.

Nothing else, just a responsibility, a feeling.

Jiang Lanzhi's eyes were warm and soft, "What nonsense are you talking about, I am your master, so naturally I want to stand by your side."

Ye Wuhen's throat trembled, his eyes were flushed, but he couldn't say anything.

Jiang Lanzhi took a deep breath, shortened his stature, and knelt upright in front of Liang Lifeng,

"Lan Zhi is ashamed of the teacher's teaching, ashamed of the immortal sect's upbringing, and begs the master to expel Lan Zhi from the sect, and has nothing to do with Qingyun Xianzong from then on."

As soon as these words came out, everything was silent.

The journey of cultivation is extremely difficult, even if you are careful everywhere, you may be poisoned by others and die miserably on the way.The sect is the last reliance of a cultivator, and no cultivator will leave the sect unless it is absolutely necessary.

Jiang Lanzhi has been branded as a ghost cultivator because of Ye Wuhen's relationship. No matter where he goes, he will not be seen by others, and will even cause everyone to besiege him.

At this time, he voluntarily asked to leave the sect, escape from the protection of the sect, and face everyone's crusade alone, he was simply seeking his own death.

"Lanzhi, think twice, don't act on your temper."

Luo Bitan yelled, it was rare for him to open his mouth, who always cherished words like gold.

"You child, don't be self-willed at this time, Qingyun Xianzong is your backing, how can you just throw it away."

Although Shen Yi was blaming, there was unconcealable worry in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I also have to persuade you, what a great backer our Qingyun Immortal Sect is, no matter how many people ask for it, you are too stupid to abandon it so easily."

Jin Baobao's words are rough and reasonable, he has always liked to gossip, it is rare for him to say something human.

There are so many people who care about him, how could Jiang Lanzhi live up to their kindness.

In the current situation, even if he severed the master-student relationship with Ye Wuwu, those so-called righteous people would not let him go.

Rather than shrinking behind the head of the sect and hurting the innocent disciples of the master, it is better for him to leave voluntarily and face everything alone.

What's more, there was no one behind him.

The protagonist of the whole book, Ye Wanwan, is the man who cheats the most, the man he treats as his son, he is still standing by his side, isn't he?

Jiang Lanzhi nodded slightly, "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but I have already made up my mind, so please stop trying to persuade me."

In the strong wind, Jiang Lanzhi's black hair fluttered with the wind, and he wore a green shirt, dyed with loneliness and arrogance.

Liang Lifeng's face was serious, his eyes were deep, but with boundless pain.

"allow."

One word severed the last connection between Jiang Lanzhi and Qingyun Xianzong.

Jiang Lanzhi faced the crowd with a relieved expression, "From now on, I, Jiang Lanzhi, will be responsible for everything I do, and have nothing to do with Qingyun Xianzong."

"Ye Wuwu is my apprentice. If you want to kill him, you have to pass my level first."

Jiang Lanzhi stood facing the wind, her hair fluttering lightly.The blue shirt is thin and slender, but like an indestructible mountain, it can withstand all attacks from the outside world.

He didn't know that his few simple words were like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, each word beating on the endless heart of the night.And in the days without him in the following years, it echoed countless times in the endless dreams of the night.

Ye Wuwu squeezed the ghost claw in the palm of his hand, and stood firmly beside Jiang Lanzhi in a protective gesture.

Jiu Mao was already crying, and the already unattractive feathers withered into a ball and became even uglier.

Shen Xian stood beside Jiu Mao, his face was tense, and there was heat in his eyes.

Jiang Lanzhi was a little depressed, what was Shen Xian's expression like?Didn't he go to die, why is he so sad?

And Jiu Mao, don't think of you.The bird is stupid, he will forgive you if you find him unlucky.

Jiang Lanzhi rubbed the top of Jiu Mao's head, and said to Shen Xian, "Junior Brother Shen, Jiu Mao will entrust it to you."

Haven't you been looking for an opportunity to repay your life-saving grace?Now give you a chance.

Shen Xian didn't speak, the hot tears gushing from his eyes had already answered for him.

A gentleman promises to enjoy this life.

"What are you waiting for, let's go together, kill Jiang Lanzhi, kill Ye Wuheng!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd swarmed in, killing everywhere.

Jiang Lanzhi looked at Endless Ye, his eyes were clear and clear, exactly the same as during Qi Lingshan's bloody battle, "Endless, are you afraid?"

Ye Wuxian's answer was as firm as that day, "Fight side by side with the master, and the disciple has nothing to fear."

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Ye Wuwu was dressed in black clothes, with ghostly claws in his hands, full of murderous aura, like a tireless machine, his eyes were cold, but there was always a trace of clarity.

Jiang Lanzhi's green shirt and ink hair, Wulan sword's brilliance circulated, and his moves were brought to the extreme.His figure was slightly tired, but the hand holding the sword did not tremble at all.

..............................

At some point, the crowd's attack on the two of them weakened a bit, Jiang Lanzhi was slightly relieved, but saw that Deng had still found a dark chain from nowhere.

The chain was as thick as an arm, and the whole body was gloomy, flickering with icy fire, it looked terrifying and shocking.

Jiang Lanzhi suddenly realized that it was the soul-killing lock!

In the original book, it was that thing that beat Ye Wuhe to nothing but a wisp of soul!

Jiang Lanzhi was in a daze, the Wulan sword in his hand had been chopped off by someone else.

Seeing that the soul-killing lock was getting closer and closer to Ye Wuheng, Jiang Lanzhi had already stood in front of Ye Wuwu by the time he realized it.

When the soul-killing lock pierced through his chest, Jiang Lanzhi was still thinking, he was really tragic this time, and he still died after brushing the dungeon with the hero.

A glaring blood flower bloomed on his chest, and blood scrambled out of the corners of his lips.

Throughout the ages, no one who was hit by the soul-killing lock survived, and Jiang Lanzhi lived through being pierced through the chest...

Su Huaien clapped his hands and cheered: "Elder Deng's efforts to kill the demons are commendable. Congratulations."

Liang Lifeng took a deep look at Deng Huan, and the murderous killing sprang up, stirring his robes to fly, showing his killing intent.

Deng Huan caught Liang Lifeng's attack with one palm, and looked back without fear, "Punishing rape and eradicating evil is my duty, so Pavilion Master Su doesn't need to praise you."

Seeing that Jiang Lanzhi was injured, Jiu Mao's eyes were red, and he shouted hoarsely, "Master!"

Shen Xian burst into tears, but still held Jiu Mao tightly, preventing him from coming forward.

Ye Wuxing slapped Deng Huan away with his palm and ran over, but only caught Jiang Lanzhi's limp body.

The body in his arms was extremely light and cold, like a blood-stained paper kite, which would shatter when touched.

Like a frightened child, Ye Wanwan eagerly probed his body with trembling hands, only to find that it was empty, without a trace of spiritual power.

A large amount of spiritual energy poured in, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to arouse the slightest response.

Ye Wuxian's expression was extremely terrified, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

"...Master...Master..."

His lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence except for repeating those two words repeatedly.

Ye's endless tears flowed down like broken beads, and in an instant, they overlapped with the crying child in Simiao Peak who was hugging Jiang Lanzhi.

Jiang Lan just wanted to say a few words to him, he is still the male lead at this age, so crying like this, it is not shameful.

The opening was indeed gurgling fresh blood, and against the pale but delicate face, it looked particularly shocking.

Ye endlessly trembling hands wanted to help him wipe away the blood, but in vain, more and more gushed out.

Jiang Lanzhi reached out to touch his head, but found that his arm seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Smiling feebly, he seems to have lost the bet this time. He was fighting against the world with the male protagonist. He thought he would win without losing money, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally play off and kill himself.

But Ye Ermao, please remember, even if I am dead, you still have to cheer me up...don't be black.

Also, you are obsessed with Lao Tzu, if you kneel down on my grave and burn paper money every month, Lao Tzu may...

...will consider...

……forgive you.

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More blood gushed out of his mouth, and Jiang Lanzhi's consciousness gradually dissipated.

The eyelashes droop like death's wings.

Deadly quiet.

The endless night let out a desperate cry: "Ah——"

A vortex of soul-stirring ghost energy gushed out from Ye Wuwu's body, forming an extremely thick pillar of ghost energy, piercing straight into the sky.

Everyone was terrified, that kind of extremely terrifying ghostly Wia, the monstrous hatred that was so powerful that it tore the sky.

"The night is endless...he is crazy!"

Accompanied by the terrified screams of his disciples, Ye Wuheng struggled to stand up.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were blood red, like a ghost from hell.One word at a time, like a life-threatening spell,

"You killed him, no one will live."

The situation is everywhere.

Blood stained the world.

The infiltrating black air overwhelms the sky,

Boundless resentment shot straight into the sky.

The ground is full of dead bodies,

Eyes are dazzling blood red.

The abdomens of countless monks were torn apart, and the wounds that had been dug out by sharp claws were filled with blood and flesh, and the ground was covered with broken flesh.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the spring breeze was full of lingering resentment and hatred.

A Kyushu event,

because of one person,

Completely reduced to a killing field.

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Not far away, Cang Yao, who was hiding in the bushes, looked at the blood-stained world from a distance, and muttered to himself,

"it turns out……

……died. "

Losing all strength for a moment, leaning against the tree trunk, his body slowly slid down.

The smile froze, and the expression gradually became distorted.

"It's good to die,

dead good...

... If you die, you can no longer mess with my mind. "

The author has something to say: Cang Yao, I asked you to do it, and you drove Jiang Jiang to death, you are the one who cried