Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Yu Xinghe was stunned. He originally thought that his master had sneaked into the enemy's base camp secretly, playing a trick that was unexpected, but he didn't expect that just after entering the city, Shen Gurong announced his arrival to everyone in Xianzhou .

Yu Xinghe desperately waved at Shen Gurong: "Master! Master!"

After Shen Gurong finished her harsh words lightly, she sat on the high city wall, crossed her legs, looked at Yu Xinghe with a half-smile, and said, "Why?"

Yu Xinghe was about to cry: "Are you making such a big show? Are you not afraid of them..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the Demon Cultivator of Xianzhou City had already jumped towards the city wall, holding a scimitar in his hand, as if the smoke filled the surroundings, all of them came towards Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong just sat there, Lin Xiachun didn't even take out the sheath in his hand, he just flicked his fingers, the coercion of the Mahayana stage surged around like waves again, and the demon cultivator who had not yet landed on the city wall with his toes It was photographed alive.

Yu Xinghe was the closest to Shen Gurong, and only felt a gust of wind blowing past, and then the menacing demon cultivator seemed to hit an invisible wall in the air, and fell to the ground hard with a few bangs, splashing the mask. The sky was covered with dust and smoke.

After the smoke dissipated, Moxiu fell into the cracked pothole, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Shen Gurong didn't move for half a step, the sword intent wrapped in spiritual power was like swatting flies, and all the incoming demon cultivators were slapped under the city wall.

Yu Xinghe was dumbfounded, and stupidly finished what he hadn't said just now.

"...Sneak attack?"

Facts have proved that in terms of absolute cultivation suppression, the act of sneak attack is as ridiculous as a child dancing a sword in front of a sword repairer.

"Disciple." Shen Gurong turned her head to look at Yu Xinghe, and sighed, "How did you grow up like this?"

Yu Xinghe thought that Shen Gurong was blaming him for worrying in vain, letting others lose his prestige, sobbing, covering his face and running away: "Xinghe shamed Master!"

Shen Gurong: "..."

This idiot...

Obviously in Jingshilu it's not such a worthless virtue.

In a hundred years, when Jing Shilu, who had been sealed for a hundred years, reacted for the first time, Shen Gurong was retreating in Yuxu Mountain, Liren Peak.

He didn't know how long he had been in seclusion, and his sanity had not yet fully recovered. He stared blankly at the glowing bamboo chi in his hand for a long time, and he was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized what it meant.

Jing Shilu responded.

Mr. reincarnated.

From then on, Shen Gurong almost went crazy, went down the mountain with countless distractions, and began to travel all over the Three Realms to find the child who was born.

Every distraction of his mind is like a puppet, walking numbly in the Three Realms, searching for the reincarnation that resembles Mr.

He searched for it for six full years, and one of the distractions finally saw the child on the fire in a daze.

Those... eyes are very much like Mr.

And Jing Shilu couldn't help trembling after seeing his master.

Shen Gurong waited for a hundred years, searched day and night for six years, and finally saw a glimmer of hope on the barren road where he could not see the whole year.

It's just that the hope came to an abrupt end when Lin Shuhe said, "He has the poison of the plague ghost above his soul, and I'm afraid he won't live for too long."

The light suddenly dimmed.

On that day, Shen Gurong sat in Fanjiang Juku with Mu Ban in his arms for a whole day. Afterwards, he declared that he was retreating, but in fact he opened Jingshilu alone.

The moment he opened Jingshilu, a thunderstorm fell from heaven, and Shen Gurong felt as if his whole body was sucked into the mustard space, and his mind and soul were distorted and reorganized countless times.

When he woke up again, it was already the same virtual world as Shiwai—or in other words, it belonged to Jing Shilu's future.

In Jingshilu, Shen Gurong wantonly turned his century-old guilt into doting, and handed it all over to Mu Ban who was reincarnated by his husband. Countless elixir and panacea washed through Mu Ban's body like flowing water, leaving no trace.

But in the end, Shen Gurong failed.

Mu Ji was taken away by the plague ghost and killed Li Suo by mistake. In the end, he had no choice but to spare the serious injury to kill the plague ghost in Mu Ji's body without hurting Mu Ji at all.

It's just that when Shen Gurong woke up again, he had already been imprisoned in Liren Peak, Yuxu Mountain, his retreat for a hundred years.

The chains trapped him, who was seriously injured, in the huge magic circle. Shen Gurong's eyes were red, and he struggled to escape, but he just drew bloodstains on his wrists, dripping bright red blood along the chains.

When Mr. Nanzhao came to see him, he had tossed himself out of human form, and stared at Li Nanzhao with demonic eyes, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Li Nanzhao was stunned for a moment, then lowered his body and raised his hand to stroke his face: "Eleventh..."

Shen Gurong ruthlessly bit the demon master's wrist, and stared at him with red eyes.

Li Nanzhang remained motionless, letting him bite, his eyes were emotionless, completely indifferent: "He's not worth it."

Shen Gurong was biting hard, two lines of tears fell down unexpectedly, after a long time, maybe he was sober, maybe he knew that no matter how crazy he was, nothing could be changed, so he could only speak lightly.

He asked blankly: "He is not worth it, who is worth it?"

Li Nan is indifferent.

Shen Gurong sneered, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You? Mr. Nanyang?"

Nan Yijun looked at him coldly: "Eleventh, you have a demon in your heart."

Shen Gurong said coldly: "The demon is still me, I know exactly what I'm doing?"

"Clear?" Mr. Nanzhao finally frowned, and he said in a deep voice, "What you said is clear, that is, you have been using that medicine for tigers and wolves for a hundred years without knowing the pain? Or is it for a reincarnated person? , at the expense of completely destroying yourself?"

Shen Gurong's eyes were full of hatred: "He is not a reincarnation, he is a husband."

Lord Nanzhao was silent for a long time before he said, "Eleventh, he is no longer your husband."

"You're talking nonsense!" Shen Gurong struggled again and wanted to pounce on him to kill him. He seemed to have been touched by something, completely ignoring his hands that were bleeding again, and said heartbreakingly while struggling, "You are talking nonsense! He It’s Mr.! He is exactly the same as Mr., I won’t admit it!”

Nan Yijun looked at him with some pity: "The reincarnated person will lose all memories and emotions. No matter how similar he looks, he is not the person you know."

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Shen Gurong kept repeating a sentence like crazy.

He couldn't believe that what he had waited for for 100 years was just a stranger.

Mu Ji looks so much like his husband.

He must be Mr.

If Mu is not a husband...

Shen Gurong struggled fiercely for a long time, and suddenly he choked up and cried, he murmured: "If he is not a husband, then my 100 years... what are you?"

Is it a joke?

He waited for 100 years and regarded the reincarnation of his husband as his only hope, but now Mr. Nanzhao told him that Mu Yu was not his husband.

His 100-year wait was meaningless.

Shen Gurong almost collapsed again.

Li Nanyan raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said in a low voice: "You take good care of your wounds, and after the hundred-year agreement is over, you will kill Li Genglan and truly live for yourself."

The crimson in Shen Gurong's eyes has not faded, but his eyes are still full of hatred even though his body is weak.

He hated Li Nanyi for smashing his century-old hope to nothing.

Even if there is no reason for this hatred.

Li Nanyang looked at him for a long time, then turned and left silently.

Later, Wen Liubing came to visit.

Shen Gurong, who was still in a daze, forcibly separated the Yuan Dan, and asked Wen Liubing to help him send half of the Yuan Dan to the bone burial mound, and turned it into a human body to accompany Mu Yu.

As for Wen Liubing, Yuan Dan was also hit by Li Genglan's darkly charged blow.

He died in the snowstorm just a wall away from Shen Gurong.

Then, ten years later, Yuzhou City was destroyed, and Yu Xinghe was bewitched by Li Genglan, smashed the barrier of the burial tomb, and released Li Genglan.

In the book, Shen Gurong experienced his own life. In the ten years before his death, the only person he had seen the most was Yu Xinghe who had become possessed.

Yu Xinghe would always hold an umbrella and come to see him in the ice field. At that time, he had already ruled the city of Xianzhou, and his demon cultivator's hostility was more shocking than the snowstorm on the ice field.

Even though he is already in a high position and holds countless powers, in Shen Gu Rong's eyes, he still behaves like a child.

Whenever his cultivation level rose sharply, he would come over and walk around in front of Shen Gurong twice, saying that his cultivation base was already a Nascent Soul, but Mu Ban's cultivation base was still a golden elixir.

He wanted Shen Gurong to regret that he had chosen to be a waste animal instead of him.

Shen Gurong always just gave him a desperate expression, and Yu Xinghe was so angry that he was helpless and furious for a long time before leaving angrily.

But it won't be long before he will come over again in a grand manner, showing off his great achievements, and by the way, despise the little waste Mubai as usual.

But year after year, Shen Gurong didn't reply him a word at all, and didn't even give him a look.

In the tenth year, Yu Xinghe almost drove himself crazy.

Shen Gurong remembered that the night before his death, he heard Yu Xinghe muttering some nonsense in front of him in a daze.

"It's all flamboyant nonsense anyway, it doesn't matter if you listen to it or not."

Shen Gurong was thinking like this, and suddenly sensed that the other half of the Yuan Dan in Mu Yu's body finally reacted, and countless thunder crackled down.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Gurong realized in a trance that Mu Ban had entered the Mahayana stage, and the cause and effect with his same fate, Yuan Dan, was completely broken.

Shen Gurong suddenly showed a relieved smile.

However, Yu Xinghe, who was usually high above the sky, was covered with scorched marks, knelt in front of him with tears all over his face, held his hand firmly, and said in a low voice, "Master, just take a look at me, just one look."

Just by looking at me, the inner demons in my heart can be completely dissipated, and that little bit of resentment will not be reduced to nourishment for demon cultivators.

Shen Gurong didn't hear anything, and let himself fall into the darkness.

When he woke up again, he was still in the place of retreat, writing the last word stroke by stroke on the Jingshilu in his hand.

"The lamp of Liren was always on, and he died in a snowstorm."

Yu Xinghe in Jingshilu is strong and surly, and he can be cruel to his master, so it can be seen that he is an out-and-out stalker in his heart; but Mu Yu is a pitiful little bully, if there is no master Hu, I don't know how much suffering I have suffered in the Three Realms.

And because Shen Gurong was punished by Tianlei to wipe out his memory, the 16-year-old Shen Gurong unexpectedly brought about a big change in the two people's experiences and personalities.

Shen Gurong sighed, feeling that she had really committed a crime.

However, he doesn't hate the current Yu Xinghe, it's just that he actually suffered a brutal murder in Jingshilu, so he doesn't like Yu Xinghe either.

It is also his own fault.

Just go with it.

Shen Gurong waited on the city wall for a long time, and the demon cultivators who came to kill him were slapped on the ground one by one like mosquitoes, and soon the ground was filled with potholes one after another.

Yu Xinghe hid for a long time, and seeing Master's vigor in killing, he timidly came over again, and asked in a low voice: "Master, why hasn't that demon cultivator come out yet? Is it a tortoise?"

If he had been shouted to "come out and die" in front of the whole city, and with so many city residents dead, he would have rushed out to fight to the death without hesitation.

But that magic cultivator is like a turtle with a shrunken head, and has not shown his face until now.

This "turtle" pleased Shen Gurong, he looked at Yu Xinghe appreciatively, and said: "Very good, keep on scolding, more scolding, Master loves to listen."

As soon as Yu Xinghe heard it, he immediately felt that he was useful, so he hurriedly scolded Li Genglan, the big bastard with a shrinking head, and no one in the world was more cowardly than him, babbling and babbling.

Shen Gurong rubbed his chin, scanned the huge Xianzhou one by one, and said slowly: "He must be afraid, after all, back then..."

He raised his hand and lazily looked at his slender fingers at the still burning black cloud flag.

Those hands are too beautiful, the joints are as clear as jade, they are completely a pair of naturally pampered hands, without any flaws.

Shen Gurong's eyes were bent, and she said with a smile: "I just used these hands to cut off half of his flesh and blood."

"He will be afraid when he sees me."

Yu Xinghe froze for a moment, then shuddered all over, thinking that his normally gentle master suddenly had the aura of a femme fatale?

Illusion, must be an illusion.

But Master seems to look better...

Yu Xinghe was thinking wildly, a touch of red flew in the sky, flying towards Shen Gurong like the demon cultivator before.

Yu Xinghe immediately shrank to the side of the master, waiting for the master to show his power again.

Only this time, Shen Gurong didn't make another move, but leisurely folded his wide sleeves, watching the red shadow float to his side.

The red shadow landed on the city wall, a phoenix crowed, and Xue Manzhuang jumped out of the raging fire. Her tall figure was wrapped in a bright red robe, and her whole body had a frightening demonic aura.

He has reached adulthood again, and his spiritual power has reached its peak.

Shen Gurong looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Xue Manzhuang came at a fast pace with a long knife in his hand, his face had long since lost the silliness of a baby, and he said in a loud voice, "Sage, if I help you get the head of Li Genglan..."

Shen Gurong thought to himself with a blank face: "This guy has stopped talking to people again, it's better to kill him."

Sure enough, Xue Manzhuang said in front of countless demon cultivators under the city wall, "You promise to be a Taoist partner with me, how about it?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Yan who just stepped into Xianzhou along the Shengmen: "..."

Dead bird!