Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

When Mu Yu found Shen Gurong, his face was full of dismay, and he was still holding a glass-like bead in his hand.

Mu Ban said: "Master? What's wrong?"

Shen Gurong frowned and said, "Your tenth uncle, it's so strange."

"Huh?" Mu Yan asked, "What's so strange?"

As soon as he spoke, he looked up, and saw that the Fengyutan, which was originally full of poisonous mist, had returned to its original state, completely pure, and not even a trace of poisonous mist had disappeared.

Shen Gurong shook his head and said, "I can't say it either, what I said is so strange."

Senior brother, epidemic poison, and heart demon.

For some reason, Shen Gurong didn't dare to think about it. Whenever he thought about it, his heart seemed to jump out of panic, as if he was instinctively unwilling to accept...something he couldn't bear now.

He discarded these distracting thoughts, and was about to leave the pool of wind and rain with Mu Ji, when a green dragon flew into the sky suddenly, with a long moan it plunged into the pool of wind and rain, splashing down with heavy rain.

Without changing his face, Mu Ji waved out a wave of spiritual power, covering the water droplets in the sky.

After a moment of turmoil, the boundless water returned to calm, and could no longer stir up a single drop of water.

Chao Jiuxiao tossed the river and the sea in the wind and rain pool for a while before he raised the huge dragon's head out of the water, sprayed the dragon's breath at Shen Gurong, snorted coldly, and said, "Why don't you leave?"

Shen Gurong glanced at him and said, "Waiting to say goodbye to Senior Brother."

Chao Jiuxiao said: "Farewell forever."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong said quietly: "If you say such unlucky words again, I will have my apprentice beat you up."

Mu Yan: "..."

Chao Jiuxiao had never been provoked like this before, so he jumped into a rage: "Come on! Let's see who beats whom!?"

Shen Gurong said: "My apprentice is already at the stage of Mahayana."

Roaring towards Jiuxiao: "I am a dragon! A dragon!"

Shen Gurong raised his hand to caress his fair and smooth forehead, and said slowly: "A dragon that hasn't grown horns yet."

Chao Jiuxiao: "..."

The dragon is going to be pissed off!

In the end, it was Mu Ji who was afraid that the two would really fight, so he dragged his master and ran away quickly, thus stopping this vicious fight like a child bickering.

After leaving Liren Peak, Shen Gurong was still thinking in his heart: "Chao Jiuxiao just doesn't speak human words, if I were his master, I would have punished him for copying books."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan smiled.

Shen Gurong was still angry, when she saw him laughing, she said, "What are you laughing at?! You are the one who should be punished the most!"

Mu Ban: "?"

Misfortune fell from the sky, and Mu Xi didn't dare to laugh anymore.

Shen Gurong was furious: "If you are punished like me, your wrists will tremble when you hear the word sir. Let's see if you dare to be rebellious? It's because you were punished less when you were young."

Mu Yan: "..."

He and the angry person couldn't reason anymore, so Mu Yan had no choice but to bow his head silently, beating and scolding.

After Shen Gurong and Mu Yu left from Liren Peak, Jing Zhuchen went to Yuxu Mountain to look for Lord Nanzhao with a sullen face.

"Master."

Lord Nanzhao closed his eyes in the cave, and responded coldly: "What's the matter?"

Jing Zhuchen said: "Is it really good to let Shi Yi and a little boy go to Xianzhou?"

Lord Nanyang didn't respond.

Jing Zhuchen frowned: "Then Xianzhou... is very close to Fengdu, and the city is full of ghosts..."

"It's already the Mahayana period, what are you afraid of." Nan Yi Jun said, "Besides, let that Mu..."

Jing Zhuchen reminded: "Mu Ban."

Mr. Nanyang: "...Following is enough."

Lord Nanzhao has ascended to become a sage, and must not intervene in the affairs of the Three Realms to create cause and effect. He slightly closed his eyes: "If you are worried, you can ask Sanshui to go to Xianzhou."

Jing Zhuchen hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

In Fuxian City, Shen Gurong and Mu Ban had already boarded the Lingfang.

Shen Gurong took a copy of Kun Yutu from Lirenfeng Book Pavilion, and was sitting cross-legged on the couch to study Xianzhou.

After Mu Ji made the tea, he handed it to Shen Gurong, but Shen Gurong waved it away, and raised his slender finger to touch Xianzhou: "Is this big area next to Xianzhou full of fog barriers?"

Mu Ji had no choice but to drink tea by himself, nodded and said: "Well, those fog barriers are all highly poisonous, and can swallow the spiritual power of monks. Once they are contaminated, there is no solution at all."

Shen Gurong said "Oh": "Then you can't get close easily."

Shen Gurong is more rational than Shen Fengxue, perhaps because the two have different hatred for Li Genglang.

Shen Gurong saw Mu Yan drinking tea from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly became interested for some reason.

"I also want to drink."

Mu Yu hesitated for a moment, and was about to put down the teacup to pour him a cup, when Shen Gurong leaned over, directly biting the rim of his cup, tilting the teacup slightly, and took a sip.

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan stared at him blankly.

After Shen Gurong finished drinking, he didn't think there was anything wrong, and continued to immerse himself in the study of Xianzhou, only to stay in a daze for a long time.

After watching it for a while, Shen Gurong asked, "What's in Xianzhou? Why do you look so strange?"

Only then did Mu Yan come back to his senses with a blushing face, coughed dryly, and leaned forward to help Shen Gu Rong take a look.

"Here, it seems to be Fengdu."

Shen Gurong tilted her head: "Fengdu? Fengdu?"

"Feng."

Shen Gurong suddenly couldn't say a word: "Isn't that a ghost town?"

Mu Ban said: "That city was originally a catastrophe caused by ghost cultivators. It was full of mortals who were trapped in a corner. At the beginning, there were ghost cultivators who entered the city to devour their souls for cultivation. Later, no monks seemed to dare to go there. .”

"why?"

Mu Yan didn't know either: "It's written like this in the book about ghost cultivation in Liren Peak's morning class."

Shen Gurong was thoughtful, but didn't care, and said: "We must bypass here."

Knowing that his master is afraid of ghosts, Mu Yan smiled and nodded.

The distance between Xianzhou and Jingzhou where Liren Peak is located is very far, and it took half a day for Lingfang to finally reach Xianzhou.

Xianzhou has been occupied by demon cultivators for hundreds of years. Like Taozhou Daze, it has been acquiesced by the people of the Three Realms as a gathering place for demon cultivators.

Moxiu's temperament is full of strange things, and he likes gloomy and cold places. As soon as Lingfang passed the border of Xianzhou, Shen Gurong shuddered without any trace.

He frowned, pushed open the door of Lingfang, walked out on the deck, and glanced at the gray-black mist below.

The gray fog around him made him very uncomfortable.

Mu Ji followed up, put a crane cloak on his shoulders, and explained: "This place is still far away from Xianzhou City, but the miasma is already pervasive. Master just bear with it and get used to it."

Shen Gurong nodded, looked at the magic circle on Lingfang, frowned and said: "Can Lingfang find an accurate path in this mist?"

Mu Yu said: "Yes, the magic circle is based on the fixed magic circle carved by Lingfang Pavilion in Xianzhou. As long as it is not destroyed, you can find the way accurately even in the dark."

Only then did Shen Gurong feel relieved.

The next moment, a heavy hammer suddenly appeared from the gray fog in front of him, and it hit the magic circle stone on the top of the spirit boat with a bang, and the magic circle was instantly torn apart and fell on the wooden board with a rustle.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Yan: "..."

Someone attacked.

Shen Gurong raised his hand expressionlessly to block the heavy hammer that was coming towards him, with a blank face, and asked Mu Yu without hope: "Without the magic circle, Lingfang can still..."

Mu Ji said truthfully, "I can't."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Ji pulled out the Nine-breathing Sword abruptly, and with a sweep of the horizontal sword, the heavy hammer in mid-air was directly lifted out by him, and smashed into the thick fog not far away with a bang.

Xianzhou is dangerous, except for Moxiu, almost no one will appear in this kind of wilderness, and they still hit their spirit plates accurately from high altitude.

"It's Moxiu." Mu Yu said, "It's probably because Li Genglan knew we were coming."

Shen Gurong was already wilted, and no demon cultivator, ghost cultivator, or demon cultivator could interest him, he turned around and walked into the spirit boat in a mournful manner, and said lazily, "I'll leave it to you."

Mu Ban was helpless: "Yes."

Shen Gurong added with a blank face: "Twist his head off for me."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong closed the door with a slam, and felt that this time was really a bad start. It seemed that it would take a lot of effort to kill Li Genglan easily.

What annoys Shen Gurong the most is trouble.

Moxiu was very good at hiding his figure in the gray fog, otherwise, according to Shen Gu Rongmu's cultivation level, it would be impossible not to notice the people around him.

After a few tricks with the heavy hammer of Na Moxiu, Mu Ji and Na Moxiu finally severely injured him in a dense fog, and returned to Lingfang with his wings in his hands.

When he arrived in the room, Mu Ji casually threw a colorful bird in his hand on the wooden board, and said calmly: "Master, I caught it."

Shen Gurong was looking at Kun Yutu with despair on his face, when he heard the words, he raised his head and met the bird on the ground face to face.

Shen Gurong: "?"

He was surprised: "It's really a bird."

Mu Ji raised his hand to remove the black cloth on the bird, exposing its whole body, and then the aura emanating from under the black cloth turned out to be the breath of a demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator was only half the size of a human arm, and his wings were almost plucked out by Mu. At this moment, he was vomiting blood while staring at Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong crossed his legs, feeling excited, he said lightly: "Why did the demon cultivator come to kill me? Who sent you here? Li Genglan?"

The demon cultivator didn't speak, but opened his mouth and spit out a cluster of flames towards Shen Gurong, who was extinguished by Shen Gurong's raised hand.

Shen Gurong raised her eyebrows, and said to Mu Ban: "It's fine if you don't say anything, just let him go."

Mu Ji hesitated for a moment, but Yaoxiu sneered instead, as if mocking his soft-heartedness.

Shen Gurong added another sentence: "Tie his wings and throw him off the boat."

Demon cultivator: "..."

Birds with wings actually fell to their death from the sky. No matter how you think about it, this way of death is ridiculous.

Yaoxiu's eyes moved slightly, as if hesitating.

Seeing that the threat was useful, Shen Gurong said with a smile that was not a smile: "I'll give you one last chance, who asked you to kill me."

The demon cultivator moved his beak slightly, struggled for a moment, and finally said with difficulty: "Demon Lord."

Shen Gurong said lightly: "I have no grievances with the Demon Lord, why did he kill me?"

The demon cultivator looked at him fiercely: "The demon master just gave an order, and didn't tell us the reason."

Shen Gurong looked at Mu Ban.

Mu Ji didn't say much in front of Yaoxiu, but instead raised his hand and lifted Yaoxiu out of the boat, stared at Yaoxiu's eyes with a sullen expression, and said coldly: "Go back and tell that phoenix with no more hair Come here and provoke me as you please."

The demon cultivator said angrily: "How dare you say that my lord is..."

Mu Ji didn't wait for him to scold, and threw him down casually.

He washed his hands before approaching Lingfang. Shen Gurong was looking at the gray fog below by the window lattice. Lingfang lost the wayfinding circle. Although it was flying very smoothly, it was not sure whether it was spinning in place.

In the territory of Xianzhou, Shen Gurong can't stop the Lingfang at will, so he should discuss it with Mu Yu first.

Seeing him coming, Shen Gurong said, "Did you find out anything?"

Mu Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master, do you know... what exactly is the holy weapon of the Holy Monarch?"

Shen Gurong was stunned: "Why do you ask this suddenly? Could it be related to the demon lord?"

Mu Ji nodded: "If I guessed correctly, the fourth artifact should exist, and it is in the hands of the Holy Monarch."

"Ah?" Shen Gurong asked suspiciously, "Do you know what it is?"

Mu Ban said: "I'm not sure, I just know roughly that the artifact probably has the ability to understand the three realms."

Shen Gurong was startled: "The demon master..."

"Today, Qingyu told me that he knew a secret that the demon lord had kept for many years." Mu Yan said in a low voice, "And this incident may be recorded on that artifact."

Shen Gurong frowned: "What secret?"

Mu Yan pursed his lips and said, "The demon master is not a phoenix."

Shen Gurong was stunned, unable to understand: "But isn't Xue Manzhuang a phoenix? The phoenix spiritual power back then..."

As he spoke, he probably remembered his embarrassment, coughed and said vaguely: "It is indeed the spiritual power of the phoenix."

But Mu Ji said: "Xue Manzhuang is indeed a phoenix, but the demon master is not."

Shen Gurong pondered for a while, then said "excuse me": "The demon master is running a horse on his head?"

Mu Yan: "..."

How did his master's brain grow?

Mu Ban said helplessly: "No, he may have taken the magpie's nest and the identity of Xue Manzhuang's biological father."

Only then did Shen Gurong come to his senses, he coughed again, and said, "That's it."

Qingyu knew the true identity of the demon master, but the demon master thought that the artifact on Shen Fengxue's body had leaked out, so he sent people to hunt him down.

Shen Gurong was wronged, and Lin Xiachun would flood Xianzhou City with tears when he heard it.

At this moment, Lingfang seemed to hit something, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the whole Lingfang trembled violently, Shen Gurong staggered and threw himself into Mu Yu's arms, Mu Yu hurriedly supported him stand firm.

The two quickly walked out of the Lingfang, and found that the Lingfang probably found the wrong place, and had already wobbled to the ground.

And not far away, surrounded by gray mist, a city opened slowly like a gate to an underworld, a ghostly blue light poured out, and the sound of ghost cries swirled into Shen Gurong's ears.

Above the city, there is a plaque with two large characters written on it.

Fengdu.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong's eyes darkened.