Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Mu Ji leaned against Shen Gurong's arms while spurning himself.

"Just lean on it." Shen Gurong's breath filled Mu Yu's nose, he thought to himself, "I'll get up after ten breaths."

The two of them had reached the foot of Liren Peak, Shen Gurong half hugged the limp Mu Yu to sit on the stone steps, saw some cold sweat on Mu Yu's forehead, he wiped it off casually.

He was silently counting to "eight breaths, nine breaths" in his heart, when Shen Gurong's soft fingertips gently brushed his forehead, his whole body froze, he continued to close his eyes, and then counted silently: "Nine breaths... Nine breaths... "

It's less than ten breaths.

Seeing his ugly face, Shen Gurong simply held his wrist and injected a gentle spiritual power into Mu Ban's spiritual vein.

Mu Ban's hand trembled violently.

In the past ten years, even Xi Guxing has not successfully penetrated his spiritual power into his spiritual veins, because the Yuan Dan in his body seems to be extremely repulsive to the spiritual power of others, and a wave of spiritual power will explode uncontrollably whenever he gets close to Yuan Dan. The force can directly roll people out.

The moment Shen Gurong brought his spiritual power over, Mu Yan almost had a cardiac arrest. Just as he was about to get up to stop Shen Gurong, he felt that Shen Gurong's spiritual power, which was like a gurgling stream, smoothly entered his spiritual veins. , without any hindrance.

Mu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then relaxed his tense body, and collapsed into Shen Gurong's arms again.

After making sure that he would not inadvertently hurt Shen Gurong, Mu Ji continued to nest in his arms and count "nine breaths".

After a while, Shen Gurong retracted his hand after the investigation, and said: "It should be that the spiritual power is consumed too much, let's rest here for a while."

Mu Yan nodded.

Shen Gurong was afraid that he would fall, so he continued to hug him, and asked casually: "Have you figured out what to call this sword?"

Mu Yu was still thinking "nine breaths, nine breaths", and blurted out a sentence when he heard the words: "Nine breaths."

Shen Gurong said "Huh?" "The stream?"

Mu Yan: "..."

It was only then that Mu Yan came to his senses, his ears turned red suddenly, he coughed dryly, and said softly, "Stop it."

Shen Gurong tasted it and said, "Good name."

Mu Ji was speechless.

After a short rest, Xi Guxing's urging came from the chalcedony around Shen Gurong's waist, as if there was something urgent.

Shen Gurong replied hastily: "Here we come."

Seeing this, Mu Yan hurriedly propped himself up, struggling to stand up, but Shen Gurong patted him and said: "Since you can't stand up, don't hold on."

Mu Yan: "..."

No, I actually... can stand up.

Shen Gurong felt that his apprentice couldn't stand up, so he said very caringly: "Master will carry you on your back."

Mu Yan: "..."

A moment later, Mu Yan lay on Shen Gurong's back, closed his eyes tightly, spurned himself in his heart with his face flushed.

The Fierce Sword—Jiu Xi had been put under the curse by Mu Ban long ago. Looking at the scene in front of him, he found it very strange. He couldn't hold back, and unscrupulously got into Mu Ban's sea of ​​consciousness, and talked to him.

"Little brat, your master is really not dead, and you are still so good-looking."

Mu Yu instantly woke up from his shame and anger. He transformed into a human form in the sea of ​​consciousness, glanced at the nine breaths of the natal sword that had been closely related to him, and said coldly: "If you say such things again, be careful, I will not show mercy .”

Jiuxi was still the cloud of black mist floating around, quite proudly said: "I am already your master, you must not hurt me."

Mu Ban: "?"

Mu Ban's illusory consciousness condensed one question after another: "What did you say?"

Jiu Xi said, "I am your master."

Only then did Mu Yan make sure that he had heard correctly, he sneered and did not speak.

Jiu Xi still regarded himself as the master, thinking that he was dissatisfied, and still said: "The sword next to me told me so, I will sign a contract with you, and I will be your master from now on. You want to burn incense and make offerings to Buddha. He held me in his arms and treated me like a father."

Mu Ji ignored him.

Jiu Xi turned into a half-grown boy, this time his appearance should be his own, pink and jade-carved, full of vigor, he crossed his hips, pointed at Mu Yu, and said: "Quickly kneel down and call me daddy. "

Mu Ji lowered his head and glanced at him, then said coldly, "You should take a closer look at what's going on with that Qi."

Jiu Xi looked at him suspiciously, tilted his head to open the contract, and a cumbersome contract spell was laid out in front of him.

Mu Ji watched coldly.

Jiu Xi studied for a long time on his own, before he said blankly: "Ah? So you are my master?"

Mu Ji said, "What do you think?"

Nine breaths: "..."

Jiu Xi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears with a "wow". He sat on the spot and thrashed his limbs, crying and saying, "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want to form a bond with human beings, you actually lied to Jian!"

Mu Yuju looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "Are all of you swordsmen so unprincipled? Now that you have recognized me as master, can you still try to break the contract in such a shameful way?"

Jiu Xi was startled by his cold face, choked up, and then whispered: "I didn't want to play tricks..."

Mu Zhi said: "Then what do you want?"

Jiu Xi was stunned for a long time, he also had a big heart, and quickly figured it out, he wiped his tears, got up, snorted, and said: "You are still the first human being who is not controlled by my heart-inducing demon. Young Master, I will be driven by you."

Mu Yan glanced at him coolly, not giving him a good look.

"Okay, okay." Jiu Xi whispered, "I won't say that your master is dead in the future, don't be angry."

Mu Yan's face looks better now.

After tidying up Nine Breaths easily, Mu Yu always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, after breaking away from his spiritual consciousness, he looked at the surrounding wilderness and mountains, and thought indifferently: "Oh, so I forgot this. "

Mu Yan was sitting on the moss behind a boulder at this time, and Shen Gurong was sitting on the side watching him carefully.

Seeing that Mu Ban woke up, Shen Gurong, who was very guilty, immediately put away all his emotions, returned to his usual indifferent face, and said, "Everything is under my master's control."

"Wake up! Finally woke up! If it doesn't work, I'll probably get lost and go to Youzhou."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan rubbed his brows, just now he was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness and didn't look at the road, and he didn't know where Shen Gu Rong's ability was, he could get lost in a strange wilderness by walking a stone step that spread straight up.

Shen Gurong coughed dryly, and said, "I just want to turn around and take a look at the scenery."

Mu Yan: "..."

Then you've come a long way.

I probably felt that this reason was too dry, so Shen Gurong lowered her eyes in embarrassment and remained silent.

Mu Yan sighed in his heart, stood up while supporting the stone.

Shen Gurong hurriedly said, "Don't force yourself."

Mu Yu didn't force it: "The spiritual power has recovered a bit, and I can't cause trouble for the master anymore."

Seeing such a well-behaved apprentice, Shen Gurong almost shed tears from his old father.

"It's a pity for such a good disciple to follow me."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ji had already learned to remain calm when Shen Gurong played cards unreasonably, he didn't change his face, and led Shen Gurong to walk out of the wilderness, which was full of rocks and trees.

Mu Ji had a good sense of direction, so he stood still and took a look, then found a direction, and said, "The mountain steps should be there."

Shen Gurong nodded, and crazily praised: "You can know the way so well, Master has nothing to teach you."

Mu Ji stepped on a boulder and almost fell off the steep mountain road.

He pursed his lips tightly without saying a word, and did not comment on this sentence.

The cultivation of the two has long been the best in the Three Realms. If they use their spiritual sense to find the way, or jump up into the sky against the wind, they can return to Liren Peak almost instantly, but Mu Yu just doesn't want to.

Mu Yu always feels that his master has an extremely detached personality, and whoever is the most extroverted can attract his attention more, and Mu Yu can't do Yu Xinghe's stupid and cute temperament to win attention, so he can only watch Watching him chatting and laughing happily with others.

Today, the two of them were alone, and from the beginning to the end, Shizun only had him in his eyes—except for the group of children who robbed him of candy.

If Mu Ji wanted to spend more time with Shen Gurong, it would be best if he really lost his way to Youzhou, so that his master, who didn't remember the way at all, could follow him all the time, never leaving a single step.

The reason why Shen Gurong didn't use his spiritual sense to find his way was purely because he forgot.

Another reason is that even if he finds the way, he may not necessarily follow the real way, so he simply doesn't bother to toss about.

Mu Ji led the way absent-mindedly, wondering if he unconsciously made out what he wanted in his heart, not only did he not lead the right way, but instead stumbled into a graveyard by mistake.

The sky in front of him was dim, and the graves were staggered. Creatures who didn't know whether they were crows or vultures stepped on the countless broken swords on the ground. Their eyes rolled around, as if they were alive, staring at the two people who entered by mistake.

Shen Gurong pretended to be calm, leaned against Mu Yu's body unobtrusively, and said in a low voice: "Mu Yu, this place... doesn't seem to be the steps of Liren Peak."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yu nodded, turned around with Shen Gurong and was about to leave, but when he turned around, the way he came from just now turned into a moss-covered mountain wall at some point.

Shen Gurong was startled by the scene around him, and he didn't even react when he was blocked for the first time, he directly stretched out his hand against the sticky moss, and with a bang, he unleashed a terrifying spiritual power, directly A huge hole was punched in the mountain wall.

A pair of skeletons were inlaid in the cave, several bones were directly broken out and scattered in front of Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong gasped, instinctively stepped back, and fell directly into Mu Ban's arms.

Mu Yan helped him up and comforted him: "It's just a dead person."

Shen Gurong: "..."

"Rebel!"

Shen Gurong was most afraid of the dead, and when she heard Mu Ban's other kind of comforting words, she was so frightened that she almost cursed out loud.

He tried his best to keep calm, looked around, and said, "What kind of formation is this?"

Mu Ban is still very indifferent: "Ghost hit the wall."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong's little heart was beating wildly.

While scolding Mu Yu in his heart, he shook his hands and grabbed Mu Yu's sleeve expressionlessly.

Seeing that his face turned pale, Mu Yu didn't want to scare him any more, he raised his hand slightly to clasp Shen Gurong's hand in his palm, and said softly: "If Master is afraid, you can grab Mu Yu's hand."

Shen Gurong was expressionless, and wanted to withdraw his hand with a cold face: "I'm not afraid."

Mu Ji didn't expose him, but said softly, "I'm afraid, can Master hold me tight?"

When Shen Gurong heard this, she had a look of "tsk, children are troublesome, and they are afraid of ghosts at such an age", and once again clenched Mu Ban's hand.

Mu Ji almost laughed out loud.

There were gusts of wind whimpering through the cave, as if someone was weeping, which made people's hair stand on end.

Mu Yan has always been indifferent, and led Shen Gurong to walk around the surrounding tombs for a few times before saying: "This formation should be the magic cultivator's 'ghost hitting the wall', it is easy to crack, just find the eye of the formation .”

Shen Gurong was relieved when he heard that it was only formations, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "You also learned formations?"

Mu Ban nodded: "I learned a little bit from Uncle Su."

Shen Gurong became interested: "What else have you learned?"

Mu Yu thought for a while, and said: "Over the years, I have taught swordsmanship from Master Zhang; I have learned some strange techniques of armor-shielding from Uncle Su; I have also learned some poison techniques from Uncle Lou. I have taught myself some medical skills, but Master Lou Uncle always asked me to test the medicine myself, so I gave up."

As he spoke, he seemed a little shy, and said: "I'm not good at learning, I made Master laugh."

Shen Gurong: "..."

This scene, I don’t know why Shen Gurong suddenly remembered the little prick in the private school who took the first place in every quiz. The teacher would always praise him in class, and Shen Gurong was jealous every time he heard it. Green eyes.

Someone once asked the little short man, "Why did you do so well in the exam? Did you work hard behind your back?"

Little Shorty also used this shy expression and said: "Actually, no, I didn't bring any lessons, just take a random test and that's it."

Everyone: "..."

On the same day, Shen Gurong led a group of cronies, blocked the little short man in the alley, and snatched away the book full of ink notes in his cloth bag.

The little short pier filed a complaint with the husband, and the husband punished Shen Gurong a hundred times.

In the end, Shen Gurong copied the book until his eyes turned green.

Shen Gurong glanced at Mu Yan quietly, and thought: "If it was with me, I would put a sack on you and beat you up in the alley."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan coughed dryly, and didn't dare to show off any more, he quickly found the eye of the formation, and said to Shen Gurong: "Master, here..."

Shen Gurong felt that it was necessary to restore the prestige of the master, and before he could finish speaking, Shen Weifeng swung out a spiritual power that did not conceal the coercion, and with a loud noise, Mu was banished to the place where Mu pointed. It directly smashed into a hole several feet deep.

Mu Yan: "..."

The surrounding walls are like an illusion, turning into white mist and slowly dissipating, and the way to come is behind.

Mu Ji retracted his fingers slowly.

This time it was Shen Gurong's turn to show off, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "This battle is pretty easy."

Mu Yu didn't say a word, and obediently led Shen Gu Rong along the way when he came and went.

Just as he was leaving the messy grave, Shen Gurong suddenly heard a lazy voice in his ear, as if someone was talking next to his ear.

"Shen... Fengxue." The man said, "It's been 30 years, and you're finally willing to see me."

Shen Gurong froze all over.

That voice seemed to come from Huangquan Road, just listening to it, I felt a bone-chilling chill creeping up the back, it seemed to be sighing, and it seemed to be joyful.

Sensing that Shen Gurong stopped suddenly, Mu Ji turned around in doubt: "Master?"

Shen Gurong took a deep breath, tried to remain calm, and said, "Mu Yu, did you hear anything?"

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked around and said, "No."

Shen Gurong couldn't take it as a hallucination, because the voice seemed to be like a thread, and it couldn't stop piercing into his ears.

"If I leave this burial mound one day, the first thing I will do is to use your blood to sacrifice my Demon Race Black Cloud Banner."

Shen Gurong trembled all over, his five fingers clenched tightly, Lin Xiachun was instantly summoned and held in his palm.

He remembered.

Wen Liubing once told him that 30 years ago, Shen Fengxue subdued a demon cultivator and sealed him in the burial tomb of Liren Peak with Lin Xiachun.

If it is correct, this place is now outside the Bone Tomb, and the one who spoke is also the sealed Demon Cultivator.

This demon cultivator has been imprisoned in the ossuary for 30 years. According to his heinous crimes, he would often be killed directly and die. He didn't admit it, so he didn't dare to kill the demon cultivator directly.

If that demon cultivator really just wanted to drag the innocent Shen Fengxue into the water, and after killing him, no one in this world would really know the whereabouts of the artifact.

Therefore, everyone can only force Shen Fengxue to admit the location of the artifact, and at the same time force Moxiu to be imprisoned in the burial tomb, suffering pain every day, hoping that one day he can truthfully hand over the artifact.

In an instant, Shen Gurong couldn't help but a fierce killing intent surged up in his heart, which caused severe pain in his internal organs - it was the monstrous hatred of Shen Fengxue's remaining spiritual consciousness towards this demon cultivator.

Most likely Shen Fengxue also wanted to kill the demon cultivator, but once he killed the demon cultivator, it would be understood by those who cared about killing him for the sake of an artifact, and even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to cleanse himself.

No way, no matter how much she hated him, Shen Fengxue couldn't kill him.

Shen Gurong held Lin Xiachun in his hands, and glanced back indifferently.

There was no sign of the demon cultivator around, only the voice still lingered in his ears. Thinking about it, the current demon cultivator had no ability to escape from the heavily restricted ossuary, so he could only use this low-level threat to vent his anger.

The voice that seemed to hate him with blood in his throat suddenly became tender and sweet, as if whispering shyly to his sweetheart.

"No, it's meaningless to kill you." The man said softly, "Your good skin, I don't know how many people in the demon clan covet you and want to use you as a furnace. If I can..."

Shen Gurong didn't wait for him to finish, suddenly sneered, and flung Lin Xiachun violently, turning it into speckled broken lights, and then quickly formed a gorgeous illusory longbow.

"It's not a good thing to think too beautifully." He said lightly, "Now I'm the knife and you are the fish. If you don't want to increase the pain for nothing, I advise you to be more peaceful."

His well-articulated fingers gently hooked a bowstring, and suddenly let go of his fingers. A wave of spiritual power mixed with Lin Xiachun's sword intent rushed out of the void, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xiachun's spiritual power was bounced back to his body by Shen Gurong, that is, the sword stuck in Moxiu's chest now, which could make Moxiu feel so painful that he couldn't say more about Meng Lang.

Shen Gurong tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Come find me when you come out."

The tender and sweet voice in the void was instantly replaced by a muffled voice, and the magic cultivator gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Fengxue, you are really ruthless."

Shen Gurong has completely controlled Shen Fengxue's heaven-defying cultivation, and has long since lost the slightest scruples. Anyway, he and this demon cultivator have long since had a mortal enmity, and they will probably meet each other in the future. Shen Gurong is also a person who never verbally With a bad temper, he immediately pouted back.

"If you are not ruthless enough, you will be treated as a furnace, so I should be more ruthless."

After he finished speaking, he waved his wide sleeves, and the couple of cranes flew away like exiled immortals.

Moxiu sternly said: "Shen Fengxue! You will fall into my hands one day!"

Without looking back, Shen Gurong said flatly, "I'll wait."

Mu Yu didn't know who Shen Gurong was talking to, he was stunned for a long time, and asked in doubt: "Is anyone talking to Master?"

Shen Gurong nodded casually: "Yes."

Mu Yan's eyes sank, recalling Shen Gurong's sentence "If you are not cruel enough, you will be treated as a cauldron", he took a deep breath and tried to keep calm: "Who dares to offend Master like this?"

Shen Gurong said casually: "It's just a jumping clown, it won't make a difference, so don't worry about it."

Mu Ban was still not happy.

When the two finally found the right way back to Liren Peak, the sky was already dark.

Xi Guxing was getting impatient, and was fighting with Chao Jiuxiao at Lianhua Lake.

Seeing Shen Gurong coming back, Chao Jiuxiao's body froze, and immediately turned into a small dragon, leaped into the Lianhua Lake with its tail in its mouth, and disappeared.

Xi Guxing took back the Duanjing sword and came quickly: "Where are you going..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Gurong grabbed his arm with a sinking face, and took him to Fanjiangju: "Come on, I have something to discuss with you—Mu Yu, let's go back first."

Mu Ban bowed and said yes.

Xi Guxing frowned and was dragged into Fanjiang Residence by him.

Shen Gurong closed the door with a bang, and said solemnly: "Senior brother, when you have time, let's strengthen the barrier of the burial mound."

Xi Guxing was taken aback: "What?"

"Strengthen twice." Shen Gurong said to himself, "How about three times? No, no, it's still not safe, or ten times? Or ask the senior sister to use all the magic circles that trap people, How about letting him die of old age and never come out forever?"

Xi Guxing: "..."