Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

In Shen Gurong's dream, it was still that gentle and lovely younger sister Shen Xiwu.

The two put lanterns by the river together, and met the gentleman in Tsing Yi again.

The master played the bamboo chi for him, and the ethereal sound lingered in his ears.

Shen Gurong listened with bent eyes, but at some point, the sound of the bamboo chime was interrupted.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a pool of blood.

Shen Gurong's pupils shrank.

"elder brother……"

Someone called him.

Shen Gurong looked back in a daze, at the end of his sight, Shen Xiwu, who had just softly called his brother just now, was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were wide open, looking at him lazily.

Shen Gurong felt cold all over, was stunned for a moment, and almost rolled and crawled towards him.

"Evening Mist!"

Shen Xiwu's small body was supported by his trembling hands and lay in the crook of his arms, mouthfuls of blood kept gushing out from the corners of his lips, and red marks of teeth and claws slowly appeared on his fair little face.

She murmured, "Brother, I'm in so much pain."

Shen Gurong was at a loss, he seemed to be petrified, he kept wiping off the blood from the corner of Shen Xiwu's lips, but the more blood he wiped, the more he could feel that Shen Xiwu was getting colder in his arms.

"Twilight..."

"Evening Mist!"

Shen Gurong suddenly opened his eyes, completely awake from the fright.

He sat on the bamboo couch for a long time before he came to his senses, wiping his face and the tears with his hands.

Shen Gurong was still in shock, and waited for a long time before finally breaking away from Shen Xiwu's death in the dream.

He patted his face, and whispered: "I scare myself, my dreams are reversed, Xi Wu is still staying at home, how could something happen?"

Before Xi Guxing came back, Shen Gurong tied the ice cream to his eyes after thinking about it—the feeling of not being able to see anything was too empty and frightening, as if he could fall into the abyss with one step, which is really likable Can't get up.

Because of that dream, Shen Gurong walked out of the bamboo house a little distraught, and after walking a few steps, he saw Lisuo who had been waiting outside for a long time.

Shen Gurong thought for a while before recognizing who this person was: "Li Suo."

Ten years later, Li Suo's face was still morbidly pale, as if he hadn't changed a bit. When he saw Shen Gurong coming out, he was overjoyed and hurried over to salute: "I have seen the Holy King."

Shen Gurong needed to help him up, and said, "Why are you waiting here?"

Li Suo smiled and said, "Master asked me to wait here, and when you wake up, I will take you to the Changying Mountain Council Hall."

Shen Gurong nodded: "Well, let's go."

Li Suo led the way ahead, secretly a little happy.

It hasn't changed in ten years, and Shengjun's aura seems to be stronger than before, and he dare not breathe loudly in front of Shen Gurong.

On the way, he saw Mu Xi, who was carrying a sword with frost and snow on his shoulder, walking quickly.

Shen Gurong saw that he was covered in snow, as if he had come down from Yuxu Mountain: "Mu Ban?"

Mu Yan was walking with a straight expressionless face, but when he bumped into Shen Gurong unexpectedly, he instinctively wanted to show a gentle smile, but when he touched Shen Gurong's light-colored pupils, his expression froze, and he suddenly lowered himself in embarrassment. head.

He stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Master."

Shen Gurong didn't notice his strangeness, and said lightly: "Are you going to practice sword?"

Mu Ban said: "Yes."

Shen Gurong suddenly sighed: "This child will not become the second Master Xi, right? Going to Yuxu Mountain to practice swords in an uninhabited place, isn't this self-torture?"

Mu Yan was taken aback.

"Tsk." Shen Gurong said, "What a child, he was spoiled by that boy Xi Guxing."

Mu Yan: "..."

Practicing diligently is being spoiled?

How did his master become Mahayana?

Mu Ji has practiced swords from dawn to three poles in the sun, and led Yuxushan's bone-chilling chill into the spiritual veins for many circles, and finally forcibly expelled the rebellious thoughts in his heart from his heart.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when he heard a low sob not far away.

The three turned their heads to look at the same time.

Shen Gurong frowned slightly, for some unknown reason, as if she had been guided by something, she walked over by some kind of ghost.

In the corner of a clearing behind the jungle, a disciple wearing a white robe with a purple cloud pattern dragged a child in messy clothes forward, the child's knees would ooze blood from touching the ground at any time, and the messy white robe It was stained blood red.

The weak sob just now came from that child's mouth.

The disciple in the purple cloud pattern robe looked very young, but his face was full of fierce hostility. He grabbed the little girl's long hair, knelt down and said coldly: "If you are told to go, go, Fenglucheng Raising you is not to let you live in idling."

The little girl was in a mess, panting weakly, and now she didn't even dare to let out a sob.

"Get up." Fenglu City's disciple forcibly pulled her up, without the slightest pity on his face, "For a person who is born with a ghostly look, it is a gift from the city lord to let you live until now. If you don't feel grateful, forget it. How dare you?" Disobeying orders at will?"

The little girl's cheeks were covered with bruises and blood. Her face was dull, and she struggled to stand still, as if she had lost all resistance.

She said dumbly: "Yes."

"Yesterday, I was lucky enough to get a savage beast's inner alchemy from Liren Peak. We are already far behind. If you can't attract the savage beast from the ice field today, you will die outside and don't come back."

Hearing the word "death", the child's eyes lit up. To her, death seemed to be an unattainable luxury.

The disciple was arrogant, even when he told people to die, his expression was dismissive and arrogant. He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with taking a living life for a game that was of no importance at all.

Shen Gurong, who had just walked over, took a glance and froze suddenly.

In the sweet dream he had last night, after returning to Tangcheng from the book, he took his sister Shen Xiwu to visit the unfinished Lantern Street, and finally stopped at Shen Xiwu's bloody, gradually changing face. There was no expression on his face.

At this moment, Shen Xiwu's face in the dream overlapped strangely with the child in front of her, making Shen Gurong think that she was still dreaming.

Until "Shen Xiwu" coughed heavily, clutching his chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

There seemed to be a choked sound in the ear, and the wind blew into Shen Gurong's ear.

"I'm in so much pain."

"Brother, I'm in so much pain."

Shen Gurong's eyes suddenly went dark, and his sanity disappeared instantly, as if something controlled his body again.

Li Suo and Mu Ji arrived afterward, but before seeing anything, they suddenly felt a terrifying coercion coming from in front of them, spreading towards the surroundings overwhelmingly.

The wild beasts fleeing wantonly outside Liren Peak were suppressed for an instant, unable to move an inch, and could only lie in place and tremble.

Everyone in the Changying Mountain Council Hall was also shocked, and rushed towards the source of the coercion.

Li Suo and Mu Ji, who were closest, were forced to almost kneel down by the coercion of the Mahayana stage, and managed to hold on with their spiritual power so as not to fall to the ground.

Just as Mu Ban turned his spiritual energy pale, he heard Shen Gurong's cold voice with his back facing him.

"I want him dead."

Mu Ban was taken aback.

In the next moment, there was a sharp sound piercing the air, and Shen Gurong's slender fingers grasped a sword tightly, which was already wrapped with spiritual power like an ice pick, and Yan Han slowly climbed up the sword.

The disciple of Fenglu City was about to take out his whip to teach the almost dying man, when he suddenly felt a chilling killing intent rushing towards his face, he didn't even have the time to react, his knees went limp, and he slammed Kneeled on the ground.

It was as if he was forcibly suppressed on the ground by an invisible force. The force was so great that the bluestone slab under his knees broke into cracks.

That coercion was something he had never seen before, and it turned out that just relying on momentum could make people breathless.

Panting heavily, he struggled to look up, and saw a man in red walking in front of him in a trance, gently hugging the child curled up on the ground into a ball whose life or death was unknown.

Shen Gurong picked up "Shen Xiwu" with one hand, and held Lin Xiachun with the other, his usual gentle brows were full of hostility at this moment, he didn't even want to say a word, and wanted to wave his eyes without blinking. down the sword.

Wherever the disciples of Fenglu City are the favored sons of the stars, nowhere has he encountered such a desperate situation. Although he tried his best to struggle to escape, his limp and painful legs were not connected by an inch. He couldn't even move, he could only watch helplessly as the sword wrapped in frost and snow slashed at his head.

The next moment, a sharp "clang" sounded, and Lin Xiachun of Shen Gurong was almost stopped by a sword before falling down.

Shen Gurong didn't blink his eyes, didn't even look to see who was blocking him, and said in an ice-like voice, "Go away."

The sword that stopped him was the Duanjing Sword.

Xi Guxing's cultivation was still not as good as that of Shen Gurong's, but the impact of his sword made his tiger's jaw go numb. Fortunately, when Shen Gurong saw him, he withdrew some strength in time, so he didn't hurt him.

Xi Guxing said coldly: "I just didn't see it, you almost caused me trouble."

Shen Gurong was completely different from usual, he was expressionless, still indifferent, and said coldly: "I didn't cause any trouble."

Xi Guxing: "Then why do you want to kill people for no reason?"

Shen Gurong said: "It's not for nothing."

Xi Guxing was stunned for a moment, thought carefully about Shen Gurong's calm temper, and glanced at the frightened disciple who was kneeling on the ground.

The disciple was completely frightened and stupid, and even the hem of his clothes was wet.

Xi Guxing gave a "tsk", flicked the Duanjing sword, took half a step back, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, as long as there is a reason. Feng Yun will come soon, you kill first, I will take care of everything for you."

Li Suo and Mu Ji: "..."

The lord of Fenglu City who rushed over: "..."

Xi Guxing and Shen Gurong, one dared to speak, the other dared to act.

Hearing that Xi Guxing didn't stop him, Shen Gurong swung his sword again. Feng Yun, the Lord of Fenglu City, didn't expect that he would actually continue to attack even though he was already here. He rushed to stop him, but he was a step too late.

As soon as spring arrived, Shen Gurong's sword was wrapped in frost, and it slashed into the disciple's body fiercely.

Feng Yun: "..."

Everyone who heard the news: "..."

There was a dead silence around.

Shen Gurong's Lin Xiachun sword body is not in his hands, it is just an illusion formed by the sword intent. When that sword intent pierced the human body, it did not cause half a wound, but it hit the monk Yuan Dan directly. , can make people suffer the pain that almost tears the soul.

The disciple only received one blow, and died of pain directly.

Shen Gurong hugged the person in his arms tightly, and glanced coldly at the strangers around him.

If it was normal, he would already be trembling in such a big scene, but this time for some unknown reason, his heart seemed to be gently supported by a spiritual force, his heart was like still water, and all his emotions and emotions seemed to be forcibly suppressed by something. down.

Shen Gurong lightly retracted the sword, turned her head towards the stunned crowd and said, "It's just to scare him."

The disciple had no scars all over his body, but he was so frightened that he passed out. Even if Feng Yun had ten thousand words, he couldn't say much, so he could only smile on the surface and said: "It's because Feng Yun didn't teach well enough to offend the saint. Sir, he deserves it."

Shen Gurong nodded slightly, and admitted without politeness: "It's really not good."

Feng Yun: "..."

Feng Yun is a female cultivator, beautiful and beautiful. She has ruled Fenglu City for hundreds of years by relying on her cultivation base and domineering. .

She bowed her knees gracefully, sincerely said a few very high-sounding words of apology, and then asked: "I don't know how my disciple offended the Holy Monarch, but I hope you can tell me a thing or two, and I will definitely punish him when I go back."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that she looks too ugly and obstructs my eyes."

Feng Yun: "..."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing wrote all over his face, "Are you fucking serious? Is that why you said it?!"

Shen Gurong nodded reservedly, and said, "Senior brother, that's exactly the case, senior brother. Senior brother, senior brother, good senior brother."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing's face turned green.

Feng Yun's face was also the same as Xi Guxing's, colorful, and she forced a smile: "This... Shengjun..."

"Why?" Shen Gurong said, "Didn't you just say that he deserved it, and now you want to go back on your word and turn to me, didn't you?"

Feng Yun was startled, and immediately said: "Don't dare."

Shen Gurong was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, took Lin Xiachun back, turned around and was about to leave.

Feng Yun smashed his teeth and swallowed his blood, and forced someone to lift up the frightened disciple to send him away with a forced smile. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the person in Shen Gurong's arms, and tried to say: "Sheng Jun, the one you are holding , seems to be my wind..."

Shen Gurong didn't wait for her to finish, and said directly: "What is the wind? She is my person from Liren Peak."

Feng Yun: "???"

Feng Yun was stunned by this kind of arrogance: "But she..."

Xi Guxing also frowned and said, "When did it happen?"

Feng Yun also wanted to ask, yes, when?

Shen Gurong left a sentence: "Just now."

He walked away with a flick of his sleeves—by the way, he also dragged away the sluggish Mu Ji.

Everyone: "..."

After Xi Guxing dealt with Shen Gurong's mess, sweating profusely, he drew out his Duanjing sword and rushed to Fanjiangju with a murderous look.

Oh yes, Fanjiangju has collapsed.

He turned to the side courtyard again, and as expected, he saw Shen Gurong in the room of Mubai.

Xi Guxing cursed angrily: "Shen Shishi! Suffer death!"

Mu Yu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Teacher calm down, Master is just eager to save people..."

"Save people?" Xi Guxing scolded, "He was kind enough to save others, why didn't he come to save me? Do you know how difficult Feng Yun's old fox is to deal with?! Shen Shishi!"

Shen Shishi's eyes were empty, seeing through the world of mortals, only the sleeping child lying on the couch.

It was only a moment later that he held the sword in Changying Mountain and looked cold and arrogant, and he seemed to have completely forgotten it.

The breath in his heart dissipated in an instant after he returned to Fanjiang Residence, the overwhelming anger and fear were intertwined, and there were mixed feelings in his heart for a while, which was very unpleasant.

Shen Gurong thought blankly, was that person me just now?Am I...so strong?

Wouldn't it be something that a monk like Shen Fengxue would do if he could stab a living person with a sword in his expressionless face?

Shen Gurong was suddenly terrified, because for a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between himself and Shen Fengxue.

Mu Yan watched from the side, for some reason, although his spiritual power was running, Shen Gurong's inner voice could not be heard at all.

That can only mean that he is just in a daze?

But why does he have such a frightened look on his face?

While Shen Gurong was thinking wildly, after the child fell into a coma for a while, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his empty and lifeless eyes.

Even if she changed to a strange place, she didn't seem to feel anything, there was no hope in her eyes, and she didn't know if she was more blind or Shen Gurong was more blind.

Seeing her waking up, Shen Gurong hurriedly tossed the random thoughts in his mind to the sky: "Xiwu, I'm brother!"

The child seemed not to hear.

Shen Gurong was a little anxious, so she took off the wooden bead she had been wearing all the time on her wrist, and stuffed it to her indiscriminately.

"Yuwu? Look at Xiwu..."

The child was reacting, she glanced at Shen Gurong slowly, struggled to sit up, nodded slightly, her voice was weak and hoarse: "Xianjun, you have mistaken someone."

The smile on Shen Gurong's face froze suddenly.

After being furious and ecstatic, Shen Gurong slowly woke up.

The child in front of her looks very similar to his sister Shen Xiwu, but in fact there are still differences. For example, she doesn't have the tear mole in her eyes, and her temperament is very different.

Besides, this is just a fictional book world, and it is impossible for Shen Xiwu to appear here.

Hearing Xi Guxing scolding him there, Shen Gurong was finally fully awake. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to touch the child's head, but she directly avoided it, as if very scared.

Shen Gurong quickly withdrew her hand, her voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "Then what's your name?"

The child looked at him in bewilderment, and probably sensed that he was not malicious, so he whispered: "Although my name is Xiwu, I am not Sister Shengjun."

Shen Gurong was startled, is she also called Xiwu?

Xi Guxing watched from the side until his teeth were about to be ground into pieces: "Excuse me, has anyone seen me?"

Only then did Shen Gurong turn his head to take a look, and said, "Oh, you're here too."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Those who don't know think that the three of you are a happy family of three, and I'm like a bastard who beats mandarin ducks."

Shen Gurong: "..."

How did the bastard talk?

Mu Yan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know what to think of, and the roots of his ears suddenly turned red.

Shen Gurong waved his hand casually and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't kill him."

Xi Guxing said angrily: "You still have the face to say this?!"

According to Shen Gurong's temperament, it is impossible to kill people casually, but Lin Xiachun's sword completely destroyed the dantian of that disciple. It is not obvious on the surface, but as long as you go back and let the doctor feel the pulse, It must be able to find out in one go.

Shen Gurong didn't know what was going on at the time, he just felt a sudden surge of anger in his head, burning him unconsciously, he just wanted to cut the person who abused his "sister" into pieces.

After waking up now, Shen Gurong felt a little guilty, but she didn't regret it.

The first thing to cultivate in Taoism is the heart. If even this kind of scum who bullies the weak is worthy of practicing Taoism without being punished by heaven, then what kind of Taoism is there.

Xi Guxing scolded him angrily, and seeing that Shen Gurong still had the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, he turned around and walked away angrily.

After he left, Shen Gurong first let Xi Wu have a good rest, and took Mu Ban out.

There is a small flower garden in the side courtyard, and Mu Ji would sow some seeds every spring, and all kinds of colorful flowers have already bloomed at this time.

Shen Gurong bent down and picked up a purple evening mist flower, and played with it casually.

Mu Yan stood behind him without saying a word, patiently accompanying him.

Shen Gurong's thoughts were already flying fast.

Shen Gurong's younger sister, Shen Xiwu, was pampered and raised by him since she was a child, but Shen Gurong couldn't stand being bullied for her face that was very similar to Shen Xiwu, and always felt as if a dagger was digging out his heart.

Just now when she saw her being bullied, Shen Fengxue really couldn't tell whether it was him who was angry or Shen Fengxue who was angry for a moment.

The dreams he had had since coming to this book were not at all unfounded.

Since he dreamed of Xi Wu's tragic death, does it mean that the girl named Xi Wu in the book will also die in the end?

Moreover, this child seems to have a special status, so I don't know if it will be involved in the following plot.

The more Shen Gurong thought about it, the more annoyed she became, she simply broke the pot and acted according to her own heart.

He thought to himself expressionlessly, if Shen Fengxue dragged him into Lao Shizi's book without even getting his consent, and kept asking him to save others, then he would let a child who was similar to his sister stay by his side and protect him as a A little comfort in this strange world, this selfishness should be fulfilled.

——Although it is not fair to that child, she is like a rootless duckweed, and she has entered Liren Peak by Shen Gurong's side, so she can get more protection.

At least it won't be as tragic as in the dream.

Since Shen Fengxue's body didn't reject her, Shen Gurong directly made a cruel decision to keep this child by her side first.

That is taking her as an apprentice?

After imagining the scene where Shen Xiwu called his master, Shen Gurong shuddered and quickly dismissed the idea.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Gurong suddenly said, "Mu Yu, do you want to have one more..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Yu's heart trembled, recalling Shen Gurong's sentence before, "Take a few apprentices, it is best to have a little girl's home", and felt a little uncomfortable again.

One Yu Xinghe is enough to annoy him, he doesn't want to have another junior sister to share Shen Gurong's little love for him.

Mu Ji was thinking about it sadly, when he heard his master finish the following words slowly.

"Do you want to have one more junior uncle?"

Mu Yan: "..."