Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Wen Liubing said in shock, "Master!"

A lock of white hair hanging on Shen Gurong's shoulders was blown away by Lei Liao, and there was still half a lotus seed in his mouth, and he didn't know whether to swallow it or not.

After Mu Ban's silver lightning struck down on the competition stage, it directly shattered his body-protecting spiritual power, which made him almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and he gritted his teeth and forcibly held back.

In a trance, he heard Wen Liubing's exclamation, and after slowly opening his eyes, he saw a circle of scorched black marks struck by lightning around Shen Gurong not far away.

Mu Yan was slightly taken aback.

Wen Liubing seemed to be saying something with horror on his face, and pulled Shen Gurong's wrist to leave, but Shen Gurong shook his head lightly, opened his pale lips and said something, Wen Liubing's face changed.

The second thunder struck quickly, this time, Mu Ji watched helplessly as the thunder that was supposed to fall on him seemed to be divided into two by an invisible force, and landed on Shen Gurong with a bang.

Mu Ban's pupils shrank, and for a moment of stupefaction, the body protection spiritual weapon in his palm had no time to open, and was immediately struck by the sky lightning.

The half of the thunder seemed to turn into countless blades, blowing past Mu Yu's spiritual pulse, and the unbearable pain caused Mu Yu to vomit out blood.

The elixir Shen Fengxue fed him when he was young was less than one-thousandth of that of Tianlei.

For a moment, Mu Ji almost thought that he would die under this thunder.

Mu Zhi propped his hands on the ground, struggling to look at Shen Gurong who was not far away.

Shen Gurong's cultivation base is strong, and he has Lord Nanzhao's body protection enchantment, and the half-thunder is nothing to him at all.

The thunder that could kill Mu Yu with a single blow fell on Shen Gurong, but it only burned his flying white hair to black, and when the wind blew, it turned into ashes and scattered.

The first thought that came to Mu Ban Chaos' mind was: "Fortunately."

Fortunately, Master was not injured.

Mu Ji no longer had the energy to think about why Tianlei would implicate Shen Gurong for no reason. At this moment, his body was in severe pain, and he kept the last sliver of clarity from falling to the ground.

In a daze, the third thunder seemed to fall again, Mu Yu struggled to push the spiritual weapon in his hand, but before he could move, he heard a slight sound of footsteps amidst the thunder of the earth.

Mu Yan was taken aback.

He raised his head in a daze, and saw Shen Gurong in white walking towards him quickly.

The thunder calamity is the doom of every monk, if unrelated people enter the thunder calamity, the Dao of that day will not care whether you are innocent or not, and will treat you equally and be hacked.

Mu Ji looked at him and murmured: "Don't..."

do not come.

Mu Ji wanted to speak, but he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth. When he realized it, Shen Gurong had already stepped onto the competition stage without hesitation.

Not far away, Wen Liubing's expression changed drastically and he wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Li Suo who had just arrived.

Mu Ban thought to himself in bewilderment: "Why is no one stopping him?"

Why... is he always in danger because of me?

This idea came out of nowhere, and before he had time to think about it, he felt that Shen Gurong was standing in front of him against the thunder.

Mu Yan raised his head and looked at him blankly.

"Master..."

Shen Gurong lowered her eyes, looked at him calmly, gently stretched out her soft hands, bent down and hugged him in her arms.

The third sky thunder slammed down and landed on Shen Gurong's back, and was stopped by Nan Yanjun's body protection barrier.

It's just that although the enchantment can withstand the monk's attack, but in the face of the thunder catastrophe sent down by the heavens, there are only a few cracks after three hits.

Mu Yan's pupils were slightly dilated, and his breath was filled with the lotus fragrance from Shen Gurong's body.

In an instant, countless memories frantically flooded into his mind following the thunder.

The sound of thunder around him has turned into the sound of crackling flames at some point. Mu Ji slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Shen Fengxue in white clothes, stepping on a wooden frame, like a moth to a flame. Breaking into the flames, he took him into his arms.

Mu Ban was taken aback.

That was the first ray of light that poured down in Mu Ban's gloomy life.

Daoguang has a faint lotus fragrance on his body, even if he is in the flames, it can make Mu Yu feel like he is in a lotus pond in the hot summer, when the breeze blows, the green lotus blooms.

Mu Yu was hugged tightly by Shen Fengxue, the embrace was strong and powerful, and there was a little trembling, Mu Yu instinctively rubbed against his embrace lightly, in a trance, he felt that a drop of water had fallen on his neck.

The immortal's voice seemed choked with sobs, but it brought Mu Ban the first peace of mind in his life.

"I am coming."

Mu Ban was in a daze, and his little hands were tightly clutching the sleeve of the immortal.

Then I don't know how long it took, the surrounding heat that seemed to be able to scorch him gradually faded away, he was hugged in someone's arms, his body was a little weightless for a moment, and soon his consciousness sank into the mud.

When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on a soft bed.

Mu Ji struggled to get up, looked around, and found that it was a place he had never been to.

There seemed to be the sound of water falling outside the window lattice, and Mu Yan turned his head to look blankly.

The immortal who rescued him from the sea of ​​fire stood in a sea of ​​flowers in the evening mist, dressed in white clothes like snow, eyes covered with icy gauze, holding bamboo knots with his slender fingers to sprinkle water into the flowers.

Probably aware that Mu Yu woke up, he turned his head slightly, and looked at Mu Yu through the window, his pupils under the ice were full of frightening coldness.

Xiao Mu was shocked.

He hurriedly lowered his head to avoid Shen Fengxue's gaze, but he didn't see the flash of water in Shen Fengxue's eyes.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Mu Ji climbed down from the bed in a panic, knelt down on his knees right after Shen Fengxue stepped into the door, and put his forehead on the ground.

The footsteps stopped.

Mu Yu was almost burned to death in the fire, his throat was so sore that he couldn't even speak, but he still held on and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you...the immortal for saving..."

After only a few words, he had a severe pain in his throat and coughed violently.

He was about to cough up tears, but he felt that the unattainable fairy slightly bent down and gently helped him up.

With tears in his eyes, Mu Yu timidly looked up at him.

Shen Fengxue wiped away the tears from his eyes for him, her voice was as clear as pearls and jade.

"Don't be afraid of me."

Mu Ban was still afraid.

Shen Fengxue said: "From now on, I will be your master, you..."

After a pause, he murmured with some sorrow, "Don't be afraid of me."

Mu Ban was not afraid of him, he was just afraid that he would dirty the immortal's hands.

Since he was born, he has been abused by everyone. It is a miracle that he can grow up alive, let alone imagine being treated differently by immortals.

But this time, Tiandao seemed to feel it was unfair, and finally treated Mu better.

Within a few days, Mu Yu learned from other people that the place he was in was called Liren Peak, and that his master was the person with the highest cultivation level on Liren Peak and even in the Three Realms, Shen Fengxue and Shen Shengjun.

Everyone was saying that he had had great luck to be considered by the Holy King as his disciple.

Mu Ban is a mortal body, and it is difficult to enter the Tao. Shen Fengxue found countless spiritual objects for him to warm and nourish his body, but the spiritual objects were smashed like stones into the water for a year, but there was no result at all. On the contrary, he started a few days late Little disciple Yu Xinghe's cultivation base skyrocketed.

Even though there was such an obvious contrast, Shen Fengxue didn't even look at Yu Xinghe at all, and put all his energy on Mu Yu - even though he was a good-for-nothing waste.

Once, after Shen Fengxue returned from going out for three days, he found another spiritual object that warms and nourishes the spiritual veins.

He passed by Changying Mountain in a hurry, and before reaching Fanjiangju, he saw Xi Guxing who had been waiting for a long time by the lotus lake.

Shen Fengxue didn't even look at him, she kept walking.

Xi Guxing frowned, and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Stop!"

Only then did Shen Fengxue stop, nodded slightly, and said coldly: "Teacher."

Xi Guxing was almost pissed off by him, and said angrily, "Where did you go?! Didn't you say you would tell me before leaving Liren Peak?"

Shen Fengxue was unmoved, his pupils were empty, and he said expressionlessly: "I am distracted and come out of the mountain, so I don't need to explain to the head teacher."

Xi Guxing: "You..."

Shen Fengxue didn't seem to be able to see Xi Guxing's anger, and said politely: "Can I leave on Eleventh?"

Xi Guxing endured and endured, forcibly holding back the anger that was about to erupt, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Are you still looking for a spiritual object for that apprentice of yours?"

Shen Fengxue didn't speak, it was acquiescence.

"If you want me to say, instead of nourishing his spiritual veins for him, you might as well force him to enter the Tao with the medicine that washes the tendons and cuts the marrow." Xi Guxing said, "You are more familiar with this process than I am. Can do as you wish."

Xi Guxing felt that this method could save Shen Fengxue a lot of trouble, and he originally wanted to wait for Shen Fengxue to thank him, but he didn't expect that cold bastard to throw him over with a single sentence.

"No." Shen Fengxue said, "He will hurt."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Shen Fengxue lowered her eyes and said softly: "I'm afraid he will hurt."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing said furiously, "Get out!"

Shen Fengxue didn't have the same knowledge as him, so she got out.

But the more Xi Guxing thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. Shen Fengxue had gone far away, but he still turned around and said angrily: "Don't forget that you have taken in two apprentices. No matter how biased you are, you still have to take care of Yu Xinghe."

Shen Fengxue didn't look back, and said coldly: "I don't have energy."

Xi Guxing: "...you!"

After Shen Fengxue finished speaking, she went directly to Fanjiangju, and the barrier was held to isolate Xi Guxing's scolding.

On the bodhi tree, the little Yu Xinghe sat on the trunk, looking at Fan Jiangju not far away with tears in his eyes, the little hands holding the sword and the bleeding scar finally lost their strength.

The small wooden sword slowly fell from his hand and landed on the grass without a sound.

Inside Fan Jiang's residence, Mu Ji looked at the fruit exuding spiritual power on the table, tilted his head and said, "Master, what is this?"

Shen Fengxue changed her clothes, said lightly: "The ordinary things at the bottom of the mountain, if you like it, try it."

Mu Yan nodded, took it over and gnawed it in small mouthfuls, and even burped a little.

Shen Fengxue sat aside and asked him, "How do you feel?"

Mu Ban asked blankly, "Ah? How do you feel?"

A mortal's spiritual vein is like a bottomless pit, no matter how many spiritual objects are thrown down, not even a splash can be seen.

Shen Fengxue didn't think it was a pity either, he said: "It's nothing, what did you learn in class today?"

When Mu Yan heard this, he jumped off his chair as if he was busy offering treasures, and took out a stack of papers from the desk beside him, and showed Shen Fengxue with an embarrassed smile.

"This is the word I learned." Mu Yu said shyly, "The elder even praised me."

Shen Fengxue glanced at it, her pupils shrank slightly.

"This is Linde Master's copybook." Mu Ji carefully looked at Shen Fengxue's expression, and whispered like a child asking for candy, "What do you think, Master?"

Shen Fengxue's fingers tightened slightly, and he said softly, "Very good."

Mu Yan's face was filled with joy, and his eyes curled up.

Shen Fengxue lightly rubbed the first-formed characters, as if to him or someone else, murmured: "Very good..."

Mu Yan was slightly stunned: "Master?"

"Ok?"

Mu Yan whispered, "Are you... crying?"

Shen Fengxue raised her head slightly, and a line of clear tears slowly flowed from her icy eyes.

Tianlei struck with a bang, and Mu Ji, who was in severe pain, grabbed the sleeves of the people around him.

Shen Gurong lowered her head in surprise.

Mu Yan's eyes were dim, as if he hadn't recovered from a dream, he said suspiciously: "Master, why...why are you crying?"

Shen Gurong was at a loss: "What?"

Mu Ji couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, he hugged Shen Gurong in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "I won't learn your calligraphy anymore, don't you..."

Shen Gurong broke his chin, shook him, frowned and said, "What? You speak louder?"

But Mu Yu still hugged him tightly, unwilling to let go at all.

Seeing that the fifth thunder was about to fall, Shen Gurong broke off Mu Ji's claws with a cold face, and took out the spiritual power of the body protection inside to stimulate it.

With a swish sound, a semicircular eggshell-like spiritual power covered the hood, and at the same time, Tianlei also struck down.

Rumbling, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Shen Gurong, who was inside the barrier, was almost deafened. He tightly covered Mu Ji's ears, relying on his inability to hear, and angrily cursed: "You bastard! You bastard!"

In fact, the one he wanted to scold most was Shen Fengxue.

Ten years ago, Shen Gurong suspected that half of Shen Fengxue's Yuan Dan was given to Mu Ban, but without any evidence, he didn't speculate too much.

But now, when the thunder calamity came, he bought a man, and even took Shen Gurong, who was far away, to hack together, and told him a bright fact--Shen Fengxue not only gave Yuan Dan to Mu, but also every time he During the thunder disaster, Shen Gurong had to be struck by lightning together.

Shen Gurong cried out for being wronged, if Shen Fengxue was in front of him, he would have rushed to bite someone.

This kind of vision is very special, if Xi Guxing and the others saw it, they would be able to quickly find out the whereabouts of Shen Fengxue's half of the Yuan Dan.

After all, no matter where he is in the Three Realms, Lei Jie, who was exiled by Mu, will definitely run after him.

While blocking the thunder, Shen Gurong was so angry that his teeth were about to be gritted.

Mu Yan seemed to have lost his mind, looking at him with absent-minded eyes, and said something incomprehensible.

Shen Gurong scolded: "When the thunder disaster passes, you must be dead!"

Mu Ban murmured: "Disciple... didn't kill anyone, Master..."

"One thousand times of the Qingjing Sutra! Two thousand times!"

During the thunder calamity, the master is kind and the apprentice is filial.

Outside the thunder calamity, the disciples of Liren Peak were so moved that they burst into tears, and they shed tears on the Lotus Lake.

"Ah—the Holy Monarch is protecting the pastor from thunder! Huh!"

"If I were a disciple of the pastor, after the thunder calamity, I would definitely love the holy king with all my heart and love!"

"What a touching master-student relationship! I also want a master like Shengjun!"

Woo woo wa, wa wa woo, only Xi Guxing was standing not far away, his face was extremely ugly, he was full of murderous aura, and the short-sighted sword at his waist was half an inch out of its sheath.

"The half of Yuan Dan..."