Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Mu Ji protected Shen Gurong's body in his arms, and when he realized that Shen Gurong's body was no longer shaking from the severe pain, he silently breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and looked indifferently at the man in the formation.

Because of Yaoxiu's inner alchemy and Phoenix Feather, Li Genglan's body was reshaped, and he returned to his human body in less than a quarter of an hour, and the foul-smelling magic breath on his body was also squeezed out little by little, refilling the cold ghostly aura.

He refined himself into a real plague ghost.

After the formation dissipated, Li Genglan's appearance recovered, and his dark eyes fixed on Shen Gurong who was lying in Mu's arms.

Mu Ji lightly put Shen Gu Rong aside, and clenched the Nine-breathing Sword expressionlessly.

Li Genglan looked at him indifferently, and suddenly said without thinking: "You are really lucky."

Mu Yan was too lazy to have half a word of nonsense with this person, his sword intent was all over the sky, and he rushed forward brazenly.

The huge formation in Xianzhou has already started to activate, and countless magicians have been sucked out of all vitality, and the whole city is wailing everywhere.

The Way of Heaven, Jingshilu.

In the Jingshilu formation, the bamboo chisels turned into bamboo slips and spread out, spinning around the closed-eyed Yu Xinghe.

Wen Liubing stared blankly, his face turned pale in an instant.

He tried his best not to save Master and also wanted to stop the formation from mobilizing, but now, he messed up.

Yu Xinghe didn't know what happened at all, he just felt standing there, countless memories washed away from his mind like running water, and finally stayed on the master who was dressed in white like snow.

The last thunder fell, Shen Gurong lowered his head slightly, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

He was scorched black all over, and the magic breath quickly reshaped his body.

"Master..."

Yu Xinghe held Shen Gurong's hand, and begged so humblely before: "Look at me, what did Xinghe dislike you?"

As he was dying, Shen Gurong's fingers moved lightly, his lips parted slightly, and he uttered a dreamlike raving.

"It would be fine if you... never existed."

Yu Xinghe's eyes widened suddenly, tears streaming down his face.

When he came back to his senses again, Shen Gu Rong's body was completely cold.

He killed Master.

He killed Master again.

Countless memories flooded into his mind, and Yu Xinghe suddenly understood something in an instant.

In Xianzhou City, the Nine-breathing Sword slashed down fiercely. This merciless sword intent could almost wipe out all the monsters in the three realms, but when it met Li Genglan's hand, it seemed to be resolved by something. Like.

Mu Yan looked at him indifferently, and once again cast a savage spiritual force.

There was a flash of blood, and Li Genglan's hand was almost cut off.

He licked the blood on the back of his hand expressionlessly, and said coldly: "The plague poison in your soul comes from the same origin as mine."

A red light flashed fiercely in Mu Yu's eyes, his pupils turned into dilated pupils, and his whole body was full of murderous aura that couldn't be concealed.

Li Genglan looked at him and smiled: "Yes, the plague ghost's dilated pupils."

He gently raised his hand to caress his eyes, revealing the dilated pupils of Plague Ghost exactly like Mu Yan: "Same as me."

Mu Ban was so disgusted that he almost vomited, wishing to disperse his soul.

Li Genglan opened his hand and said calmly: "Jing Shilu has also entered the formation, very good."

When Mu Ji turned his head inadvertently, he saw that Shen Gurong, who was half lying on the ground, was surrounded by a wave of spiritual power, and his whole body was undergoing changes.

Mu Ji was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he immediately returned to Shen Gu Rong's side.

Shen Gurong's body didn't seem to have changed, but Mu Yan, who knew him very well, saw the problem at a glance.

His master... seems to have become younger.

It's not about his appearance, but his mature aura accumulated over time and accumulated by countless pains is dissipating little by little. In addition, his white hair is also turning black from the tip of it little by little, as if he has been splashed with Di Mo. of.

Mu Ban: "Master! Master..."

"Back to a hundred years ago." Li Genglan's eyes were full of madness, and he murmured, "Let's go back to a hundred years ago together. I only need to kill him, and I can prove to Master that... ghost cultivators can also ascend to the Dao."

"I ascended together with him, and the plague remained in the Three Realms."

He suddenly laughed wildly: "Didn't you say that I am a plague ghost? Then I will become a plague ghost for you to see!"

Mu Ji turned his head and gave him a cold look, and suddenly understood the reason why Cai Li Genglan praised him for his good luck just now.

Li Genglan seems to have that kind of thought towards his master Li Nanzhang...

And Mu Yu was indeed luckier than him, he got Shen Gurong's response, but Li Genglan... was rejected by a demon cultivator who couldn't get Dao Ascension.

"It's ridiculous." Mu Ji thought to himself expressionlessly, "Being twisted like this because of no response, isn't it pushing the person you love the most farther and farther away?"

In just a few words, Shen Gurong's white hair has all turned back to black hair and blue silk, and even his appearance has become much more immature. The already loose red robe hangs loosely on his shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

Mu Yan glanced at it, and hurriedly pulled up his clothes.

He did not have the illusion that Shen Gurong had really become younger.

There seemed to be countless lanterns floating by around, illuminating Shen Gu Rong's pale face in mottled spots.

Outside the city of Xianzhou, Lin Xiachun manipulated the dagger into a needle and rushed into Shen Gurong's scarred meridians, finally found the drop of shark's tears within a quarter of an hour, and crushed it without hesitation.

Shen Gurong, who passed out from the pain four or five times back and forth, trembled suddenly, his pupils were dilated, and it took ten breaths to gasp for breath, and finally regained his senses.

Lin Xiachun pulled out the needle, threw it aside casually, and said slowly, "Is it alright? I'm so tired."

Shen Gurong was covered in blood, but his face was astonishingly beautiful, he curled his lips into a smile, and said, "That's fine, thank you."

Only then did Lin Xiachun continue to sit aside with his knees hugged in a daze.

"If only I were that dagger."

"I'm so tired, I really want to go back to Jiange."

Mu Yu is an outsider, free from the shackles of cause and effect, and he is the only one around the formation who is not affected. Standing in the eye of the formation, Li Genglan wears a cumbersome and gorgeous black robe.

He looked at Shen Gurong who was already an immature boy.

As long as Shen Gurong is killed, and the last person in Huitang City is killed, then he can ascend as a plague ghost.

Mu Ji had already rushed over with his sword in hand.

Li Genglan still had Feng Yun's mermaid tears in his body, even if Mu's cultivation in the Mahayana period hit him, he soon recovered as before.

But Mu Ban didn't believe in evil, he thought coldly: If he is crushed to ashes, let's see what he can use to bring him back to life.

Mu Yu never showed mercy to everyone except Shen Gu Rong, and when he said he wanted to crush him, he directly used all his strength, and the sword intent soared to the sky, and he slashed down without hesitation, and smashed on the ground with a loud bang. In the middle of the night.

Dusty.

Mu Yan retracted the sword, and before he could move forward, he felt the ghost cultivator's aura appearing in front of him again.

Li Genglong took a sudden blow from the Mahayana period, and he was still alive? !

After the smoke dissipated, Li Genglan stood on the spot unscathed, and looked at Mu Xi with a half-smile: "The formation has not returned to a hundred years ago, as long as I am still at the front of the formation, you will not be able to kill me."

Mu Yan smiled coldly: "Really?"

Li Genglan raised his sleeves and waved away the dust in front of his eyes, and was about to speak, but felt a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen. He raised his head suddenly, and after the dust cleared, Mu Yu's pair of red dilated pupils appeared in front of his eyes. .

Mu Yu stabbed into Li Genglan's body with the Nine Breath Sword, because he was an outsider, the formation had little effect on him, as long as he dared to get close to Li Genglan, he could easily kill him.

"I heard that merman's tears can make your body immortal?" Mu Yan looked at him with dilated pupils, and paused every word, "I don't believe it, let me try it myself."

Li Genglan's pupils shrank, and he instinctively wanted to raise his hand to call for the curtain hook, but the next moment he realized that Li Suo was still at Liren Peak.

He reacted very quickly, directly blocked Mu Yu's Nine-breathing Sword with his bare hands, and fought several moves in an instant, but this time Mu Yu did not withdraw because he was afraid of the plague poison on his body. Even though he was infected with the plague poison, he didn't take half a step back.

Li Genglan was almost withdrawn from the formation by his desperate style of attack, and at the very moment, he raised his hand and summoned a thunderbolt, which struck between the two of them with a bang.

After the thunder dissipated, Li Genglan was only in a daze for a while, but Mu Ji faced the thunder forcefully, leaned forward, and shattered his reshaped dantian with a sword.

Instead of dissipating, the ferocious spiritual power it obtained spread along Li Genglan's meridians, stirring up all the limbs and bones with blood.

Li Genglan's eyes widened suddenly.

Mu Yu expressionlessly let Li Genglan experience the pain his master had suffered. When the formation and Yuren's tears reshaped his broken body again, Mu Yu realized that perhaps before the formation stopped, He really can't die.

Mu Yan suddenly understood why Shen Gurong gave up killing him himself.

Neither of them are the kind of people who would intentionally torture others and feel happy in their hearts. Mu Yu was stunned for a moment before pulling out the Nine-breathing Sword.

The plague poison slowly crawled down Mu Ji's hand, he looked at the red plague poison on his fingertips expressionlessly, and sneered indifferently.

A hundred years ago, he was infected with a plague that could not be eradicated, but after a hundred years, it can be easily cured only by fruit.

The plague poison is not so terrible.

With such skill, Shen Gurong has completely turned back to his youthful appearance, sleeping peacefully in his loose robe with his eyes closed.

Mu Yan walked back quickly, seeing his slender figure, he didn't dare to recognize him for a while.

He stared blankly for a long time before realizing that he had seen Shen Gu Rong's youthful appearance in... a dream.

Mu Yan blushed inexplicably, and lightly hugged Shen Gurong, so as not to panic him on the ground.

Just when she hugged her, Shen Gurong suddenly opened her eyes.

Those youthful pupils were beautiful and pure, just looking at Mu Yan almost made him drown in it.

Mu Yan mumbled: "Master..."

Shen Gurong bent his eyes and smiled, and said softly: "I'm back."

Mu Ji hurriedly raised his hand to explore Shen Gu Rong's body, and found that the scars on the meridians had disappeared at some point.

"Let's talk later." Shen Gurong said in a low voice,

"Finally, the good show is about to begin."

Mu Yan was taken aback.

Shen Gurong stood up with his loose robe wrapped around him. The shoes were too big to walk, so it was not very convenient for him to walk, so he had to lift his foot to kick off the shoes, and walked slowly towards the end of the night.

Shen Gurong walked two steps, and was embarrassed to find that the girdle was too loose. After two more steps, she would probably be half-naked, so she had to stop, fasten the girdle tightly, and then continue to walk towards Li Genglan.

At the end of the night: "..."

Li Genglan found that he had hated Shen Gurong for so many years, but the culprit, Shen Gurong, didn't take him seriously at all, and even flirted with the dog man in front of him, and now he was still in the mood to tidy up his clothes.

Li Geng was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Is this what you call the formation to straighten the way of heaven?" Shen Gurong said indifferently, "I am only more than 100 years younger, and I am still as beautiful as a flower. The rest is the same. You are still old and ugly. Tsk..."

He looked at Li Genglan with disdain, and said: "My apprentice is still pressing the ground and beating me."

At the end of the night: "..."

Li Genglan would not be provoked by him, so as to save himself from being angry to death, he said coldly: "Once the formation is activated, what is recorded in Jingshilu will be the right way."

Shen Gurong said, "Oh."

At the end of the night: "..."

Why didn't he realize before that Shen Gurong was so irritating.

Shen Gurong's body has turned back to 16 years old, and the last plague ghost that year has also changed from Mr. to Li Genglan. Everything seems to be the same as it was a hundred years ago.

Shen Gurong didn't care about the legendary formation at first, but soon, there seemed to be bustling people around him, and countless lanterns shone on his face.

Shen Gurong trembled suddenly, only to realize that it was an illusion when he came back to his senses.

It's just that he seemed to have expected something, and his face suddenly sank.

It seems that the formation is indeed useful, but I don't know whether it is real or illusory.

Shen Gurong knew the horror of indulging in illusions, so she hated it even more.

He stepped forward with bare feet, not afraid of Li Genglang killing him, grabbed Li Genglang's sleeve, and whispered: "Don't you want to straighten the way of heaven? Then I will make it happen for you."

He stared into Li Genglan's eyes, and said coldly: "Kill me, and you will become a plague ghost."

At the end of the night, he saw that he opened all the gates of life to let him strike, but for some reason he suddenly couldn't strike, he frowned: "What are you thinking?"

"Oh." Shen Gurong sneered, and said, "You'll know if you kill me."

Li Genglan looked at him with heavy eyes, and for some reason, suddenly and slowly an illusion appeared beside him, as if countless people were howling, crying, and the sky was filled with blood.

Li Genglan's eyes hardened, and he raised his hand to pat Shen Gurong's heart.

Shen Gurong's eyes widened suddenly in front of him, the boy's immature face was full of ashen despair, he firmly grasped his hand, and fell down little by little.

Li Genglan didn't seem to have expected to kill Shen Gurong so easily, and stared blankly for a long time at the boy's gradually icy body, for some reason his heart seemed to be empty.

No, it's not right.

Shen Gurong shouldn't be killed so easily by him.

He spent so many years trying to put Shen Gu Rong to death, it shouldn't have such a frivolous ending.

Li Genglan was suddenly taken aback, what was his original purpose?

At this moment, a hand was lightly caressing his shoulder, and looking back from Geng Lan, he saw Shen Gu Rong's gorgeous face.

Li Leng was taken aback for a moment.

In front of him is Shen Gurong's body, and the person behind him... who is it?

Fantasy?

Shen Gurong supported his shoulders, tiptoed to his ear, and said with a low smile: "Brother, do you know why Master went back to Tangcheng back then?"

Li Genglan thought of something, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Ascension opportunity, senior brother." Shen Gurong said, "He only had to kill me who became a plague ghost back then, and he would be able to ascend completely, but now you have entered the plague ghost formation and completely replaced me."

Li Genglan's face was ugly like never before, even when Shen Gurong cut him into pieces, he couldn't show such a look.

"You want my closest relatives to kill me, and the reincarnation of heaven." Shen Gurong's voice became softer and softer, but it hit Li Genglan's heart like a heavy hammer, "The formation really corrected Jing The world record happened a hundred years ago, and you..."

Shen Gurong stepped back lightly, the chalcedony that could convey the message of Li Nanzhang in his hand shook slightly, he pursed his lips and smiled, harmless to humans and animals like a truly innocent young man.

"As Jing Shilu said, he will die at the hands of Li Nanyan."

"Don't you value him the most?"

"Don't you want to ascend with him even if you become a plague ghost?"

"But senior brother..." The spiritual barrier in Shen Gurong's eyes slowly faded, "Now you have become a plague ghost as you wished, but it is a stepping stone for him to fly away from Nanyang."

"How does it feel like this?"

Li Genglan's eyes were shattered, and he struggled to pounce on him and really kill him, but when his hand was half an inch away from Shen Gurong's face, a familiar sword intent suddenly pierced his heart, accurately Grind the merman's tears that just escaped to his heart into powder.

Li Genglan's movements froze slowly, and he lowered his head to look at the radiant sword tip.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he recognized it in a trance.

The sword stuck in his body belonged to Li Nanzhang.

This sword was once held by Li Nanyan, who personally taught him the sword moves of Li Renfeng;

This sword once beheaded the fire spirit beast that almost swallowed him, and rescued him from hell;

This sword...

At the end of the night, two lines of tears suddenly slid down.

This sword...how did it end up piercing into his body?

Shen Gurong looked at him ruthlessly, and finally his eyes fell on the frosty Li Nanzhang.

Li Nanzhang pulled out the long sword expressionlessly, and saw that there was no wave in Li Genglan's sight.

Li Genglan turned around slowly, and when he saw Li Nanyan's face, he suddenly smiled.

He laughed more and more madly, and finally said with tears all over his face: "How could it be you who killed me?"

If he had known this earlier, he should have let himself die in the hands of Shen Gurong.

Li Nanyang looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a stone, without any emotion.

Li Genglan was too familiar with this look, he cried and laughed, struggled to throw himself on Li Nanyan, clutched at his lapel, looked at him with red eyes, and murmured: "Why is it you? Could it be you?"

How could it be Li Nanyang?

How could it be the person he has been desperately wanting to be side by side with?

However, Li Nanyi seemed to see through him, and said indifferently: "You are not doing it for me, but just looking for a high-sounding excuse for your twisted desire."

Li Genglan's eyes suddenly loosened.

Li Nanzhao said: "I never dislike demons and ghost cultivators. The only person I hate is you from the beginning to the end."

Li Nanzhao's eyes were full of disappointment: "I will save you, teach you, and never try to do anything."

"You want too much."

Li Genglan is too greedy, he wants everything, he wants to take revenge on those who exile him as a plague ghost, he wants to prove himself to Li Nanyi, he wants... he wants to ascend, no matter how insidious the trick is It doesn't matter.

But these are all what Li Nanzhang hates the most.

Li Genglan grasped his skirt tightly, choked with sobs and said, "I don't want to hear this, I don't like to hear this, you are my master, you raised me from a young age, you will not be so cruel to me? Right, Nan Yang, Master?"

His heart had slowly turned into dry bones, and his flesh and blood turned into powder and fell down. This should be very painful, but Li Genglan didn't seem to feel it, and he was still holding on to Li Nanzhang, Trying to get the answer he wants to hear.

"Master...please, I just don't want...to be separated from you."

Li Nanzhang said that was just an excuse.

Li Genglan almost went crazy, and in the end he couldn't choose what to say: "Master, I'm going to die soon, you...you can even coax me, okay?"

"You don't hate me."

He looked at Li Nanzhao with the greatest expectation in his life, but he only got an indifferent look from Li Nanzhao.

Just one look gave him the answer.

Li Genglan's face was finally covered with ashes-like despair, his lips trembled, and he looked at Li Nanyi in disbelief.

"impossible……"

"Impossible. When you were young, you obviously loved me the most. Xi Guxing and the others combined can't compare to me..."

"I'm obviously your favorite..."

He didn't believe what he said, and finally, under Li Nanyan's increasingly cold eyes, he finally broke down and let out a cry.

In the next moment, the entire body turned into dust and fell into a pile of dry bones.

Li Nanyan gently closed his eyes.

Shen Gurong sneered, his spiritual barrier had been broken, and after raising his hand to take off the ice cream, he found that his eyes were still blurred, maybe he had been blind for too long, and felt uncomfortable for a while, so he had to bring the ice cream up again .

He also didn't look at Li Nanzhang, and ran towards Mu Ban with his long clothes in his hands.

The young man's body is very delicate, he flung himself into Mu Yu's arms and was grabbed by the waist, Mu Yu was still a little absent-minded after hugging him, fearing that his strength would break the slender waist between his arms.

Shen Gurong smiled with his eyes bent, put his arms around Mu Yu's neck, and said, "I'll leave it to you later."

Mu Yan was fascinated by his smile, and he was stunned for a moment before asking blankly, "What?"

Shen Gurong raised his hand to remove the ice cream, his eyes were blurred, and he said: "My body has returned to Shaoshi now, and there is no spiritual power in my body, and this Jingshilu's formation has not stopped, if it continues Now, I'm probably going to enter the illusion and I won't be able to get out."

Mu Ban was stunned: "Illusion?"

"Yeah." Shen Gurong was very worried, "The illusion of returning to Tangcheng a hundred years ago, oh, I saw the lantern again, it's over."

When he said "It's over, it's over", the smile on his face couldn't be concealed, as if he was playing something interesting, coupled with his 16-year-old boy's face, Mu Yan couldn't get any nervous feel.

Hearing this, Li Nanzhang said softly, "Eleventh, maybe I can help..."

Shen Gurong turned her head away before he finished speaking, and said in a muffled voice:

"I don't want your help."

Li Nanzhang: "..."

This body is too delicate, even when she rejects someone she hates, it sounds like she's being coquettish.

Shen Gurong didn't like it anymore.

Li Nanzhao didn't say anything, pursed his lips slightly, and was about to turn around to leave, but Shen Gurong threw the chalcedony hooked in his hand back to Li Nanzhao.

"Back to you."

Li Nanyi was taken aback.

Shen Gurong said: "As agreed in the past, after I kill Li Genglan, I will no longer be a member of Liren Peak."

Li Nanzhao pinched the chalcedony for a long while before saying, "Where can you go after you leave Liren Peak?"

Shen Gurong said casually: "I will marry into my apprentice's family."

Li Nanzhang: "..."

Mu Yan: "..."

Li Nanzhang was angry with him and left.

Shen Gurong threw it away when he was done using it, completely refusing to give Li Nanzhang any face.

He didn't wear shoes, and the ground was covered with gravel, so his feet hurt, so he had to lie in Mulu's arms, with his feet on his long clothes, one hand hanging on Mulu's neck, and the other raised his hand to fascinate him. Staring at the illusory lantern that doesn't exist.

Mu Ban said: "What the formation creates is just an illusion?"

Shen Gurong nodded: "It's really ridiculous, they calculated so much, and finally they just got an illusion."

In fact, it doesn't count as an illusion, after all, Shen Gurong's body in the formation has become the same as it was a hundred years ago, extremely tender.

Mu Ji thought for a while, and said, "Can you destroy Jing Shilu?"

Shen Gurong shook his head: "Jingshilu is a divine weapon, if it is destroyed, Heaven will definitely punish it."

Mu Yan frowned.

Shen Gurong was drowsy, and sighed: "Hurry up, my brother is pulling me home, I refused him, and he scolded me, it's terrible, I'm going to be scared to death."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ji had no choice but to hug Shen Gurong horizontally in his arms. Shen Gurong's body was very thin and he carried almost no weight.

He planned to search for Jing Shilu's formation to see if there was any breakthrough.

Shen Gurong leaned lazily in his arms, her two slender legs were dangling non-stop, and she was still whispering about the illusion he saw.

"There are a lot of lantern puzzles. Hey, I saw one. Can you guess what it is?"

"If you want to go up to the West Tower, don't make a sound..."

"No, sir found that I sneaked out to play, he is here! Run!"

As Shen Gurong said, she was so frightened that she kicked her slender legs as if chased by a wolf, and almost jumped out of Mu Ban's arms.

Mu Yu hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll find it soon, Master."

"Hurry up." Shen Gurong's voice was full of tears, "Mister wants to punish me for copying books, I don't want to copy, I don't want..."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong's posture was too fuzzy, his voice was trembling, he murmured: "Mu Yu, you wait for me, I'll copy it five times, you have to copy it fifty times, five hundred times... don't copy it." Don't stop until I'm happy."

Mu Yan looked down and found that Shen Gurong's slender fingers were moving slightly, it seemed that he was really copying books in the illusion.

Mu Yan: "..."

Weirdly cute.

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