Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Mu Ji suddenly felt a chill hit his back, and he looked back suspiciously.

Shen Fengxue said lightly: "What's wrong?"

Mu Yu stood in a tomb, holding a small wooden sword in his hand, with sweat on his forehead, he shook his head slightly: "It's okay, it's just a little cold."

Shen Fengxue sat cross-legged in the shade beside the boulder, he was gently raising his hand, and a black crow was standing on his wrist, looking at him with its head tilted.

Shen Fengxue flicked her fingers, the crow was frightened, spread its wings and flew into the sky, disappearing into the dark sky.

"Come here," he said.

Mu Yan was overjoyed, put away the small wooden sword, and threw it into Shen Fengxue's arms happily.

Shen Fengxue opened the cloak on his shoulders and gently wrapped Mu Yan who was sitting in his arms, staring absently at the tomb in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

Mu Yan raised his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Master, why should I learn sword moves? Brother Sanshui said that if I don't enter the Tao, even if I learn sword moves, it will be useless."

Shen Fengxue said lightly: "You just learn it, and you will use it in the future."

Mu Yan trusted his master very much, and nodded emphatically when he heard the words: "Yes! Ah Yan will study hard!"

Shen Fengxue lowered her eyes, gently stroking Mu Yu's soft hair with her slender fingers, there was a gentleness in the cold pupils that no one else could detect.

Mu Yan shook his little feet, and started to ask every day again: "Master, when can we go out?"

Shen Fengxue's hand was startled, and after a long time, he said softly: "Isn't it good to be here?"

Mu Ji looked at him blankly: "There's nothing here, only abandoned tombs, what's the point?"

Shen Fengxue said something that Mu Yu didn't understand: "We can't get out, and they can't get in."

"who are they?"

Shen Fengxue said: "The person who wants to kill you."

Mu Ji was startled, and quickly turned around and threw himself into the arms of the master.

He said aggrievedly: "Ah Ji is very good, why would someone kill me?"

Shen Fengxue rubbed the scarlet birthmark on Mu Yu's face with soft fingertips, and said softly: "Yeah, why did I kill you? Obviously..."

Mu Ban: "Master?"

Shen Fengxue's pupils under the ice seemed to be brewing violent wind and rain, he said coldly: "It's obviously their fault."

Mu Ban didn't know, so he reached out and grabbed his skirt, and murmured: "Master, what are you talking about?"

Since then, in the ten years in the Ossuary, Shen Fengxue has never said that kind of thing that made Mu Ba not understand.

The 16-year-old Mu Ban has grown into a full-grown figure, and even a trace of spiritual power cannot be condensed, but he has been practicing the sword moves given to him by Shen Fengxue for ten years.

Every time he practiced the sword, Shen Fengxue always stood not far away in white clothes, looking at him dimly.

The white-clothed immortal is a small world of his own, incompatible with the dirty tombs around him. The ever-burning lamp from Liren Peak illuminates the abandoned sword tomb, which has been dark all year round, and casts a thin layer of warm light on his body, as if the next moment will dissipate in the sky.

After finishing the daily sword practice, Mu Yan turned around as usual, looking at Shen Gurong with gentle eyes, hoping to get the praise of the master.

Shen Fengxue just looked at him without saying a word.

Mu Yu put the sword away, ran over quickly, lowered his head slightly, and whispered, "Master, how is Ah Yu practicing?"

He bowed his head and waited for the compliment.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Fengxue suddenly laughed for some reason.

Mu Yan looked up in astonishment.

This was the first time he saw Master smile.

Shen Fengxue gently raised his hand, stroked his head, and said, "You practiced very well."

Mu Yan was so praised by him that his soul would fly away, and he wished he could do another set of sword moves in the same place.

Shen Fengxue's hand gradually moved down, slowly stroking Mu Yu's ferocious scarlet birthmark, and after staying for a moment, he suddenly said: "A Ji, do you want to go out?"

Mu Yu tilted his head, rubbed against Shen Fengxue's palm lightly, and said coquettishly, "I listen to Master, if Master tells me to go out, I will go out."

During the ten years in the Ossuary, Mu Yu was almost used to this kind of penance, as long as Shen Fengxue was by his side, he didn't care where he went.

Shen Fengxue stroked his face and said, "Okay."

He gently approached Mu Ji: "Open your mouth."

Mu Yan obeyed his words instinctively, just as he parted his lips, he felt Shen Fengxue stuff something into his mouth.

"Swallow."

Mu Ban didn't know why, but he still swallowed that thing into his stomach.

"What's this?" Mu Yan asked curiously after finishing swallowing.

Shen Fengxue said lightly: "Things that can keep you alive."

After he finished speaking, his figure was faint, and Mu Ji rushed to grab him, but when he stretched out his hand, it was in vain.

Mu Yan said in amazement: "Master!"

Shen Fengxue's eyebrows were picturesque, and her hair band was slightly floating with the wind from nowhere. He said: "The barrier of the burial tomb is broken every ten years, and Su Xiyan will come to repair the barrier in five days. At that time, I will come to take you go out."

Mu Ban was at a loss: "Five days?"

Shen Fengxue's eyes were rare soft, he stared at Mu Ban, and said softly: "Wait for me."

After all, the figure suddenly dissipated in place.

Mu Yan's pupils shrank, and he opened his hands suddenly and rushed over, but he didn't catch anything at all, and staggered and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the thing in his belly started to burn slowly along his limbs like a fire, and after a while, Mu Zhi was so painful that he was covered in sweat, and he couldn't even groan.

The pain continued, and Mu Ji was almost rolling on the ground in pain, as soon as he moved, he felt hugged tightly by someone.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the handsome face of the master.

Mu Yan said in a low voice, "Master."

Shen Gurong glared at him, and said: "Did you dare to be distracted during the thunder calamity, are you looking for death?"

Mu Yan couldn't tell what year it was, he saw Shen Gurong as if he had finally found his home after years of running around, his eyes flashed, he rushed forward and threw Shen Gurong to the ground, buried him in his neck and choked He said: "Master, you said you want me to wait for you."

Shen Gurong: "???"

The sky thunder is still going on, but the boy who experienced the thunder disaster went crazy.

Shen Gurong was so angry that he slapped Mu Yu's head directly, and said angrily, "Why are you so crazy?! Take care of the thunder calamity!"

And Mu Ban's consciousness is still immersed in the memory that came from nowhere, and as the thunder calamity struck one by one, the memory became faster and more urgent.

Mu Ji seemed to be reading some script, and watched "myself" struggling and rolling in the dim ossuary for three days, and the bone-piercing pain made him change from the unbearable screaming to He let out a deep muffled hum.

In the end, his consciousness was awakened by the sound of broken glass.

When he raised his head slowly, it seemed that a gap had been opened in the dark sky that had been covering ten years, and the light poured into the bone burial mound, which had been dark all year round, stinging Mu Yu's eyes.

Mu Yan was photographed until tears fell, he struggled to stand up holding the wooden sword.

Someone came slowly from the light.

At that moment, Mu Ji instinctively thought that Shen Fengxue had come to pick him up.

But before he had time to rejoice, Yu Xinghe's harmless face appeared in front of him.

"Little brother, give me what the master gave you."

Mu Ji didn't know anything, let alone what Yu Xinghe was talking about.

"what?"

"Little senior brother is still pretending to be stupid." Yu Xinghe chuckled, his eyes curved, as if he was the child who held his hem and asked him tearfully why the master didn't like him when he was young, "Ten years ago, Master did not hesitate to dissect half of the Yuan Dan, but also asked Brother Sanshui to send him to the bone tomb, so naturally I will give that thing to you."

Mu Ji: "What?"

"Brother Sanshui trespassed on the burial mound back then and was seriously injured by Moxiu, and lost his life because of it." Yu Xinghe said, "Young brother, don't you know everything?"

Mu Yan was stunned, then took a few steps back, and said in astonishment, "Brother Sanshui...is he dead?"

Yu Xinghe was too lazy to exchange pleasantries with him, he drew his sword and said coldly: "Give me the artifact, and I will look after my brothers and let you live."

Mu Ji's head was in a mess, he kept backing away with his head in pain, but Yu Xinghe chased after him like crazy.

The sword light overflowed, and someone seemed to be saying something in the ear, Mu Yu didn't hear clearly at all, but Yu Xinghe heard it clearly.

"Your whole country will perish, and even a sliver of spiritual power from Shen Fengxue's artifact can save you all over the country." There was a deep and bewitching voice, and said softly, "But he handed over the artifact to you." I was relegated to Mu, but it was only for him to practice Taoism and live forever."

"Tsk tsk, it's really unfair, obviously you are his apprentice just like Mu Yan."

Yu Xinghe's hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and a blood red gradually flashed in his amber pupils.

"It's so ironic, your whole country's life is not worth a piece of trash."

"What are you waiting for? Kill him."

"You even dared to break into the forbidden area, are you afraid of adding another one to harm your fellow disciples?"

"Kill him and take the artifact, and I can easily lead you out of Liren Peak. The power of the artifact will surely turn your life wheel."

"By the way, I can still capture Shen Fengxue and let you handle it."

As if possessed by a demon, Yu Xinghe murmured repeatedly: "Leave it to me...to deal with?"

"That's right." Moxiu said lazily, "I know where he is retreating. He lost half of his Yuandan. He is not my opponent at all. As long as I go out, I will definitely capture him alive."

As if grasping some hope, Yu Xinghe swung his sword towards Mu Ban like crazy, his pupils suddenly turned completely scarlet.

Obsessed with one thought.

"Okay." Yu Xinghe's long hair fluttered, his pupils were scarlet, and his face was full of madness, "As long as I can kill Shen Fengxue, as long as I can..."

As long as Shen Fengxue can be killed and those ruthless eyes that have never looked at him seriously can look at him well, what's the point of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor?

Moxiu laughed, the chains all over his body were shattered, and fell to the ground like rain.

He has a wicked appearance and scarlet pupils, as if he is not afraid of pain, he pulls out Lin Xiachun from his chest, and throws it aside casually.

In front of him were Yu Xinghe who had already been bewitched into a demon, and Mu Ban who was half-blooded and dying.

Memories fly by.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Mu Ji pierced through Yu Xinghe's heart bit by bit.

Yu Xinghe grinned grinningly, clutching Mu Yu's wrist, struggling and said: "...If you are not afraid of death, go find it now, maybe you can find his body before the snow covers it."

Mu Yan slammed him down on the boulder, and with a bang, he almost crushed Yu Xinghe's neck.

"You...impossible." Mu Yan gritted his teeth, "Why did you do this? Master has never had a grudge against you. Your country was slaughtered. You don't blame the person who swung the butcher knife, but Do you want to blame the person who doesn’t want to save you? Why?! He has no obligation to save you at all.”

With blood on the corner of Yu Xinghe's lips, he said with a smile: "Then why did he save you? You and I started together, and I am obviously better than you in everything, but I can't compare to you in everything. I still want to ask, why? "

Yu Xinghe was jealous since he was a child, and he and Mu Yu went to Shen Fengxue's family together, but he never got Shen Fengxue's eyes from the beginning to the end.

For so many years, Yu Xinghe clearly remembered that Shen Fengxue only had one word with him.

That day, he happily went looking for Shen Fengxue, and wanted to take the fire spirit stone he spent countless spirit stones to give to Master. In order to prevent Master from forgetting, he even carved a crooked "Yu" on the spirit stone with shaking hands. ".

When they arrived at Fanjiang Residence, Shen Fengxue was supporting Mu Ban's wrist from behind, teaching him how to practice calligraphy.

The smile on Yu Xinghe's face disappeared for a moment, and then a brighter smile appeared again, and he happily stepped forward to salute: "Xinghe has met Master."

Shen Fengxue's cold eyes seemed to be able to hold only one person, he kept staring down at Mu Yan in his arms, without even looking at Yu Xinghe, just nodded casually.

Yu Xinghe had long been used to Shen Fengxue's indifferent temperament, and he didn't flinch, holding the exquisite small box, and said: "Xinghe heard that Master is afraid of the cold, so he found the Fire Spirit Stone, and hopes that Master will accept it."

Shen Fengxue finally raised her eyes, but Gu Jing glanced at the box calmly, and said coldly: "No need, take it back."

Yu Xinghe, who was about to open the box with a smile, was suddenly stunned.

No need, take it back.

He doesn't want the fire spirit stone that can disperse the cold, but he regards it as a treasure when Mu Qi clumsily weaves grass rings with grass stems.

How could there be such a huge difference in this world?

On that day, Yu Xinghe didn't even remember when he went back to Changying Mountain, but he still remembered Shen Fengxue's eyes looking at dead objects.

As Yu Xinghe spoke, his pupils were a little loose. At that moment, he seemed to have regained the last sliver of clarity from somewhere. His pupils stared blankly at the void, and he murmured hoarsely.

"Obviously, Xinghe respects him that much."

"But why, no matter how hard I try, he can't see me?"

"Little senior brother." Yu Xinghe gently grabbed Mu Yu's sleeve, two lines of tears slowly shed from his scarlet eyes, he cried and said, "Am I not doing well, am I not working hard enough? I have been poor all my life, I tried my best to get his appreciation, but why did he..."

Yu Xinghe finally lost his strength, his hands slowly dropped, his pupils dilated slightly, and he tried his best to say the last sentence in his life.

"Why...have you never looked at Xinghe?"

"Master..."

Mu Yu knelt in front of Yu Xinghe's gradually icy body and remained silent for a long time before finally wiping away his tears and pulling Lin Xiachun out of Yu Xinghe's chest.

He buried Yu Xinghe's body, which was regarded as fulfilling the last friendship between the two of them.

Then Mu Yu leaped down from the cliff of Yuxu Mountain in Liren Peak, facing the unstoppable cold wind during the Mahayana period, he set off towards the ice field with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

In the ice field, only wild beasts can survive.

Relying on Shen Fengxue's Yuan Dan, Mu Yan searched inch by inch on the huge ice field. After some time, he finally found Shen Fengxue.

Shen Fengxue was still dressed in white, with slightly drooping eyelashes, and in the palm of his hand was a fire spirit stone engraved with the crooked character "Yu", which melted the oncoming wind and snow into frost.

That spiritual stone was also Yu Xinghe's last face for Shen Fengxue, not letting him expose his corpse to the wilderness and be devoured by wild beasts.

He was on the vast ice field, and as far as he could see was the ever-burning lantern on Yuxu Mountain.

The Liren lamp was always on, and he died in a snowstorm.