Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

The Chanwei Conference is usually held for three days, during which the disciples of Liren Peak do not have to attend morning lessons, nor are they forced to practice swords by their senior brothers.

In the early morning of the third day, Mu Ji went to Yuxu Mountain to practice his sword with the Nine-breathing Sword. Before he had crossed the Changying Mountain Cable Bridge, he encountered Li Cable.

Mu Ban said: "Brother Li Suo."

Seeing him, Li Suo smiled and said, "Today we have to compete with Qingyu, do you still have the mood to practice sword?"

Mu Yan nodded: "Yeah."

Li Suo knew that practicing swordsmanship in the morning was a daily homework, so he didn't say much. He smiled and said, "Did you know that everyone has gambled in private during this meeting?"

Mu Yu frowned, and said: "Senior brother, the head teacher is not allowed to gamble."

Li Suo said with a smile, "It's not a gamble, it's just a pleasure."

Mu Ji still disagrees.

Li Suo looked around, leaned close to Mu Ji's ear, and whispered, "The Holy Monarch also made a bet."

When Mu Yan heard this, he looked at him in surprise.

Li Suo couldn't help laughing: "Do you know who Master has bet on?"

Mu Yan didn't know why, but his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He pretended to be calm and said, "Who?"

Li Suo grew up watching Mu Yu grow up, although Mu Yu didn't have any expression on his face at the moment, but Li Suo could still see his nervousness.

It's really strange, it's obvious that his apprentice is competing with an outsider, yet Mu Yu would be worried that his master would imprison others?

Li Suo couldn't help laughing in his heart, hung him for a long time before nodding: "It's you."

Mu Ban breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Suo asked again: "Then do you want to know how much Shengjun bet?"

Mu Ban was puzzled.

Li Suo leaned close to his ear and whispered a number to him.

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ban expressionless: "Oh."

It's better not to bet on a spirit stone.

"It's just a lottery," Li Suo couldn't help but laugh, "Yesterday when Shengjun went to look for Xiwu, he accidentally bumped into Xinghe and secretly bet on it. Shi Xinghe thought that the sage was going to make a bet, and spread the word to the entire mountain gate in one night."

Mu Yan: "..."

It turned out that he didn't even bet on a single spirit stone.

Sooner or later, Nayu Tuanzi will be assassinated.

Mu Ban went to practice sword with a headache, and after practicing for half an hour, he went back to Fanjiangju to wake Shen Gurong up.

Along the way, all the seniors he met greeted him warmly.

"Brother Priest, we are all going to bet on you, and the brother bet on a spirit stone."

"Me too, I bet one and a half dollars."

"Brother Priest must win, otherwise senior brother Bigu Dan will not be able to afford it."

Mu Yan: "..."

So, why are the disciples of Liren Peak so poor?

Since they can't even afford Bigu Pills, why are there still a lot of spirit stones on the Jieling Monument?

Doubt Mu Mu for ten years.

No wonder Senior Brother Li Suo said that it was a small gamble for Yiqing. If he wanted to gamble big, his group of digging seniors would not be able to come up with so many spirit stones.

Mu Yu hurried back to Fanjiangju, and Shen Gurong had risen for the first time.

The evening mist flowers in the yard have reopened, and Shen Gurong, dressed in white, is standing by the flowerbed, staring at the cluster of small flowers on her fingertips with slightly downcast eyes, wondering what she is thinking.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart for some reason, and he walked over lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

"Master."

Shen Gurong curled up her fingers suddenly, and directly held the cluster of flowers tightly in her palm.

He tilted his head and said lightly, "You're back."

Mu Yu nodded, stepped forward, and said, "Master's ice cream is worn backwards again."

Shen Gurong tilted his head slightly, when he heard Mu Ban say offensive, he raised his hand to untie his ice cream and wrap it around it again.

Shen Gurong was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and he was used to being served by others, so he stood there very quietly waiting for Mu Yan to put it on for him.

It wasn't until Mu Yu put it on and took a half step back that Shen Gurong realized that the person in front of him was not his personal servant, but his apprentice.

Shen Gurong coughed dryly, helped Fu Bingxiao in embarrassment, and thanked vaguely.

"Did you break your arms and legs, and ask your apprentice to help you while wearing an ice cream?" Shen Gurong thought to himself, "Sooner or later, you will die of laziness."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan didn't feel how lazy Shen Gurong was, he didn't know when he started to enjoy serving his master's daily life.

That kind of strange and subtle desire to control made Mu Yan unknowingly fascinated, wishing to bring his master under his control inside and out.

When the morning bell rang, Shen Gurong threw away the crushed Xiwu flower in his palm, frowned and said, "Change the flowers in the yard."

Mu Ban was taken aback.

Shen Fengxue has been living in Fanjiang Residence since entering Liren Peak. He heard from the elders of the Discipline Hall of Liren Peak that the evening mist flowers in the courtyard of Fanjiang Residence have almost never been broken. For this reason, Shen Fengxue even went to Fenglu The city finds the morning dew and sun to irrigate the spiritual soil, which can make the evening mist flowers bloom all seasons.

When Mu Yan was young, he had seen his proud master standing alone and sad in the courtyard more than a few times, looking down at the evening mist flowers in the courtyard, just like Shen Gurong just now , staring at Huahai in a quiet trance, as if she would cry in the next moment.

Reminiscent of the old man named "Xiwu" that Shen Gurong said before...

Mu Yan tried to say: "Is Master not happy?"

Shen Gurong frowned and thought for a long time before trying to say: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't need it..."

It was as if his heart, which had been empty all along, was filled with something, and he no longer needed to rely on this illusory dead thing for comfort.

This is the consciousness left by Shen Fengxue, but Shen Gurong didn't notice it at all, he just felt that he didn't reject this kind of consciousness, so he didn't think about it deeply.

Seeing that the expression on Shen Gurong's face became more and more like the sad and lonely look he had seen when he was a child, he hurriedly said: "Okay, disciple will help you change it. What do you want to change?"

As expected, the sadness that had not been brewed on Shen Gurong's face dissipated in an instant.

He tilted his head and thought for a while: "Mo Zhu."

Mu Yan said: "Should we replace them all with black bamboo?"

Although black bamboo is hard to find, but according to the power of Liren Peak, many can be found.

Shen Gurong nodded, he stroked the crooked girdle tassels around his waist, frowned and said: "Plant a few at will, I'll make a bamboo chi, the rest is up to you."

The corners of Mu's lips twitched when he heard the words, making a bamboo chi?Whose ear is this going to harm?

Why hasn't his master forgotten this one?

The morning bell rang again, Mu Ji sighed and fastened Shen Gurong's girdle again, and led him to the competition stage.

On the third day, there was only one competition, and that was between Mu Yu and Qing Yu.

Even though he was about to play, Mu Yu still sent Shen Gurong to the attic. After making a pot of tea for him, he touched the ground on one knee and said softly, "Master, I will win."

Shen Gurong said lightly: "Okay, I'll watch here."

Mu Yan smiled slightly and lowered his head slightly.

Shen Gurong blinked her eyes, thinking what is this for?

Mu Yu's ears were red, and while crazily spurning himself, he pursed his lips and forced himself not to move.

Only then did Shen Gurong understand, and thought: "Is this to touch your head?"

Thinking of this, Shen Gurong's heart softened.

"He's so obedient!" Shen Gurong raised her hand happily in her heart and gently patted Mu Yu's head.

"Go." Shen Gurong said, "Master is waiting for you to come back."

Only then did Mu Yan blushed and picked up the Nine-breathing Sword with satisfaction, not daring to watch Shen Gu Rong leave quickly with his head down.

Jiu Xi tut tut: "You are really obedient in front of your master, it is completely different from others."

Mu Yan seemed to have changed his face, he was expressionless when he came out of the room, even if he met Xi Guxing, he just saluted respectfully, and his expression didn't change a bit.

"Stop talking nonsense, annoying."

Jiu Xi pursed his lips: "When it comes to your master, you will kill me. Do you envy your master?"

Mu Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said angrily, "Presumptuous! How dare you say such rebellious words?!"

Jiu Xi was extremely aggrieved by the fierceness, and said in a low voice: "I just said that casually, what are you doing so aggressively, those who don't know think you have been poked at the center, and become angry from embarrassment."

Mu Yan: "..."

With just one sentence, Mu Ji couldn't help but recall the beautiful dream that he forcibly forgot.

In the dream, Shen Gurong, a young man with black hair and red clothes, was lying on his soft couch. His figure was soft enough for him to do whatever he wanted. Mu Ban seemed to be tempted by a succubus in a daze. He suppressed it, and now Jiuxi picked him up directly again.

Mu Yan gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "I am a disciple, how can I covet my master, such rebellious words must never be said in front of others."

Jiu Xi didn't quite understand this kind of affection between children, so he could only say, "Okay."

Mu Ji stepped onto the competition stage with a cold face.

Wen Liubing had grown impatient with the wait, and when he saw him coming, the six relatives denied it and said, "If you're late for coming, I'll judge you to admit defeat."

Everyone: "..."

Mu Yu had long been used to his elder brother's vigorous and decisive temperament, so he didn't say anything, and nodded slightly as an apology.

Qingyu saw Mu Yu coming, took a curved bone knife, and jumped onto the competition platform.

As soon as the two went up, everyone in the stands below cheered immediately, shouting everything.

"Brother Priest! Brother Priest is mighty!"

"Qingyu, if you can't beat him, don't go back to the Yaozu!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Come on, brother pastor! For a piece of spirit stone from senior brother!"

Qingyu didn't care much about the words of others, he just felt the cold wind blowing on the stage, he plucked the fox's ears, raised his eyebrows and said: "Mu Yu, who messed with you, why does it look like you're going to kill someone?"

The Nine Breath Sword came out of its sheath directly, and Mu Ji said coldly, "Is that all you talk nonsense?"

Qingyu said: "I heard that you humans like to reminisce about the past, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Ji impatiently swung his sword over. Qingyu held a curved bone knife, blocked it casually, and deflected the terrifying sword intent with two clangs.

There is a charm of plain washing inkstone on the competition platform. Even if the two of them let go of their hands to compete, they will not make half a trace of the competition platform. Mu Yu didn't hold back his hands at all. After waving it away, there was still a jet of black mist.

Qingyu has practiced in various places in the Three Realms since he was a child, so he has seen a lot. When he saw the mist dissipating, he let out a "ah" and said in surprise, "This is... your sword is actually a fierce sword."

Mu Ji didn't have the habit of chatting when fighting, the Nine-breathing Sword jumped in the air, split into two, and pierced towards the sapphire like rain.

Swish a few times, sapphire's pupils instantly turned into golden vertical pupils, he roared, and turned into a huge nine-tailed fox on the spot, the two pointed teeth had turned into sharp fangs, and the nine-tailed fox roared With a flick, the rain-like sword intent was caught directly.

Everyone in the stands was dumbfounded, and the demon master watching from the attic frowned slightly.

Feng Yun was surprised and said: "Qingyu actually cultivated a demon appearance?"

It was also the first time for the Demon Lord to meet him, so he forced a smile and didn't say much.

It is well known in the Three Realms that Qingyu cannot cultivate a demon appearance, and the fox ear cannot turn into a human being. I don't know where he got the chance, but the demon appearance he cultivated is actually stronger than the pure-blooded nine-tailed fox.

Shen Gurong in the attic was also shocked.

Except for the time when Shen Gurong went out of the customs and hunted and killed wild beasts, Mu Yu had always been harmless to humans and animals and was as gentle as jade in front of him. At this moment, Shen Gurong was taken aback when he drew his sword so murderously. Jumping, it was as if the little milk dog who had been acting coquettish in front of him suddenly turned into a giant wolf that could swallow half of his head.

And the real little milk fox that was still lying in his arms yesterday, enough for his silk tassels, has really become the size of a hill, and it can slap him on the ground with one paw.

Shen Gurong touched the silk fringe on the girdle, and still felt that this world of comprehension, where everything can be transformed into a human form, really stimulated his heart too much.

Shen Gurong was rubbing the space in his chest, and he had already handed over countless tricks.

Bang, bang, clang, clang, clang clang, although the people in the stands were not affected by the spiritual power due to the spells on the test stage, the noise when the two fought was too loud, shaking people tottering.

In the end, Wen Liubing stepped forward and opened a barrier, which made everyone feel better.

Qingyu's original form was too huge, and Mu Ji couldn't even reach his claws in front of him, but he was able to forcibly resist the attack of the nine-tailed fox with a nine-breathing sword, and seemed to have the upper hand.

Mu Ban had no expression on his face, and his green clothes were rattling by the strong wind.

His sword was taught by Xi Guxing, and his moves were fierce and murderous. The white sword light crisscrossed all over his body, and it seemed like heavy snow was falling on the whole competition stage.

The huge beast eyes of sapphire stared at him, and the curved bone knife was controlled by his divine sense to slash towards Mu Yu, and the huge monsters entangled with each other like golden threads, and flung towards Mu Yu like a wandering dragon.

The two of you come and go, every move is full of desire to kill each other with a single blow.

Shen Gurong saw that her fingers were trembling slightly, and she frowned. Are these two children planning to kill each other, so ruthlessly?

At this moment, a demon cultivator's spiritual power struck Mu Yu's head. Mu Yu instinctively thought of the tragic situation of being duped with two fox ears for three days by Qingyu last time. He simply raised his hand to wrap the spiritual power, and slapped away the monster's spiritual power.

In the fierce wind hunting, there was a fragile sound, as if something was broken.

A touch of red ash on Mu Yu's wrist slowly fell from his sleeve, the red color made Mu Yu's pupils shrink.

It was the wooden bead given to him by Shen Gurong when he was young.

The Nine-breathing Sword suddenly fell into the palm of Hui Mu's palm. He shook it fiercely, raised his hand and split the surrounding demon cultivator's spiritual power, and leaped towards Qingyu's face with a little tiptoe. He slashed down with the sword, completely ignoring the The curved bone knife stabbed.

Almost at the same time, the Nine Breath Sword slashed at Qing Yu's body, and the snow-white curved bone knife also pierced through his shoulder in an instant, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Wen Liubing got up instantly.

Shen Gurong's expression turned cold, he didn't even want to wait for the time to go down to the attic, he jumped directly from the window, his white clothes fluttered, and landed next to Wen Liubing in an instant.

Wen Liubing nodded: "Master."

Mu Ban became ruthless, as if he didn't want to continue to deal with it anymore, completely disregarding the blood all over his body, and continued to attack Qingyu expressionlessly.

Qingyu is also not afraid of death, seeing the blood, Shu Tong shrank into a thin needle excitedly, quite a kind of momentum of immortality.

The other people in the stands saw a toothache, and whispered to each other, seeming to be quite frightened by the viciousness of the two men.

Shen Gurong looked at the blood on Mu Ban's body, frowned and said, "Can you stop?"

Wen Liubing was very fair in explaining the order of the micro conference: "No."

Shen Gurong's brows were almost knit together: "But the way these two play, will something happen?"

Wen Liubing said sternly: "Cultivating the Tao is going against the sky, death..."

Shen Gurong couldn't bear it anymore, he threw his elbow on Wen Liubing's lower abdomen and interrupted him.

"shut up."

Wen Liubing obediently stopped talking, and he took out a lotus pod from his sleeve: "Master, do you want to eat lotus seeds?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong looked at him in disbelief, your junior brother is going to die on the road of cultivation, yet you still have the leisure to eat lotus seeds?

Wen Liubing was very big-hearted: "I can't die, if the situation is too serious, I will stop it."

Shen Gurong still stared at him.

The two played desperately, and the outcome was a matter of time.

Mu Ban was covered in blood, and his expression was as indifferent as an evil ghost crawling up from hell. The spiritual power on the Nine-breathing Sword was already filled with black mist, and it condensed into a sharp arrow to scatter the sapphire's demon cultivating spiritual power.

Qingyu shrank her pupils vertically, and before she could condense her spiritual power, she was swept to the edge of the competition stage by a burst of spiritual power erupted by Mu Ban.

Everyone instinctively exclaimed.

Sapphire's demonic appearance was directly knocked back into human form, and he rolled twice with a "cheep", barely falling off the competition platform.

Qingyu looked at the distance of only half an inch from the bottom, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's so dangerous, it almost fell off..."

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and Qingyu's fox ears immediately stood up.

He trembled and tilted his head slightly, meeting Shang Mu's gaze.

Mu Yu was condescending, standing beside him, full of murderous aura.

Sapphire: "..."

Qingyu smiled obediently: "Ji."

Unmoved, Mu Ji kicked him down.

Sapphire: "..."

... went down.

Shen Gurong, who was eating lotus seeds not far away, immediately patted the big disciple's leg: "Win!"

Everyone on Liren Peak was stunned for a moment, and then cheered instantly.

"Brother Priest!"

"Junior brother is mighty!"

"Win glory for me from Renfeng!"

"I have a spirit stone! Finally, it's not in vain!"

Wen Liubing was so patted that the lotus seeds in his hand fell off, he nodded, stood up and said, "The leader of the Chanwei Conference, Mu..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Guxing suddenly came out from the attic and said sharply: "Leave the competition platform quickly!"

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, and before he could react, he felt a burst of dark clouds covering the sky, followed by thunderstorms, and heavy rain fell with a patter.

This was just a momentary change, and Wen Liubing's expression turned cold.

This is thunder.

He stared in amazement at Mu Xi who was sitting on the competition stage with his eyes closed.

Mu Ban is about to break through the Nascent Soul!

Wen Liubing immediately evacuated the chattering crowd.

In just a moment, everyone in the stands left, leaving only Mu Yu on the stage.

Wen Liubing firmly grabbed Shen Gurong's wrist, and said worriedly: "Master, you should stay away."

Shen Gurong asked nervously: "Yuanying... Isn't Thunder Tribulation very dangerous?"

Shen Gurong was completely panicked at this moment. In the original book, Mu Yu didn't break through the Nascent Soul at all. Even when Shen Fengxue died, he didn't know what Mu Ban's cultivation level was.

The sudden Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation was completely out of Shen Gurong's control.

In Shen Fengxue's memory, since Yuan Ying, although the cultivation level has been improved step by step, the same is true for Lei Jie. Countless people from Jindan to Yuan Ying have fallen on Lei Jie.

When a thunderbolt struck, Shen Gurong was actually slightly trembling in fright.

Wen Liubing immediately protected him, saying: "I can't die, if he can survive the nine silver clouds and thunder, he can ascend to the sky in one step."

Shen Gurong: "But if he can't make it through..."

Wen Liubing said, "Then die."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Seeing that Shen Gurong's face turned pale, Wen Liubing comforted him: "Master has given Mu Ban many spiritual weapons over the years, and the storage ring you asked me to give him ten years ago also has a high-quality body protection spiritual weapon. It can withstand the blow of the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation."

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, he himself forgot about it, did he give Mu a ban on storage?

However, it seems that when Shen Fengxue was accepting apprentices, he also gave Mu Ban many good spirit weapons.

Thinking of this, Shen Gurong breathed a sigh of relief.

The silver cloud of Lei Jie was still gathering above Mu Ban's head, and it seemed that a silver thunder could strike in the next instant.

Shen Gurong kept holding his breath and was so nervous that he could only continue to stuff the lotus pod button lotus seeds into his mouth in an attempt to divert his attention.

Xi Guxing said not far away: "Eleven, you are so close, do you want to be struck by lightning?"

When Shen Gurong was nervous, he couldn't hear the surrounding voices at all. Xi Guxing knew that he had the body protection enchantment of the master on his body, so he ignored him, and turned around to find Su Xiyan.

In less than a moment, the first thunder tribulation finally fell like a butcher's knife that had been hanging for a long time.

There was an earth-shattering sound of thunder, the silver thunder seemed to be able to tear a hole in the dark sky, the wind howled, and the wind and rain were dark.

Shen Gurong stared nervously at the sudden fall of the thunder, but to everyone's surprise, when the thunder was about to fall on top of Mu Ji's head, it suddenly split apart as if it was split in two by some sharp blade A bolt of lightning struck straight to the side.

There was a loud bang, and thunder fell.

Half of the thunder fell on Mu Ban, and the other half...

Then he fell on the head of Shen Gurong who was eating lotus seeds.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Wen Liubing: "..."

Shen Gurong's body protection barrier suddenly appeared, blocking the thunder directly, the momentum of the thunder disaster did not diminish, Yu Wei smashed the lotus seeds on Shen Gurong's fingertips into pieces, and the powder crackled and splashed on Shen Gurong's face .

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong's face was dull, unable to recover for a long time.

W-why...you want to hack me?