Heroic Death System

Shang Ke and Yan Lu sent Yu Wenjie to Xialiang City. After Yu Wenjie informed his fellow disciples with a secret method, they temporarily found a hotel to stay.

Yu Wenjie opened three upper rooms, but Yan Lu did not live in his own room, but naturally followed Shang Ke into his room.

"You don't need to open a room for you, why didn't you tell me earlier when you opened the room?" Shang Ke squinted at him.

"He drives his, I live in mine, what does it matter?" Yan Lu leaned against the window sill, took out the storage ring that he "picked up" during the day, and took out a jade slip from it.

Shang Ke leaned over and asked, "What is this?"

"Cultivation technique." Yan Lu casually handed him the jade slip.

Shang used his spiritual sense to look it up for a while, and to him, the content inside was almost like a heavenly book.The cultivation methods of non-human beings are completely different from that of human beings. They do not have specific cultivation techniques and mainly absorb the essence of heaven and earth, so their cultivation speed is far behind that of human beings.And in order to set a good example for Yan Lu, Shang Ke, who is a magic mushroom, never sucks the energy and spirit of living beings, and his cultivation speed is even slower than a snail.

"Can you practice?" Shang Ke looked at Yan Lu with shining eyes.Although he couldn't understand it, he also knew that it was the right way to cultivate the truth.Yan Lu doesn't lack anything now, except for a complete set of orthodox exercises.

"can."

"Then..." Hurry up and practice!The door to the God Realm has been opened for you.

"do not like."

"What?" Shang Ke was puzzled.

"I don't like this kind of exercise." Yan Lu took out a spirit stone from the storage ring and played with it in his hand, but he dismissed the jade slip.

"Then what kind of exercises do you like?" Give me a goal, and we will get it for you even if you go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire.

Yan Lu looked at him, and said seriously: "You are like this."

Shang Ke looked confused: "What's wrong with me?"

"Do whatever you want, the way is natural, absorb the essence of all things." After a pause, he added, "It also has a wet smell of magic mushrooms."

Forget about the previous sentence, but what does the latter sentence mean?What is "wet magic mushroom smell"? !

"Mushrooms are born, you can't envy them!" Shang Ke said angrily, "You should honestly choose a cultivation technique suitable for normal human beings!"

"Well, you're right." Yan Lu nodded, "Although I can't be like you, I have my own way."

"What way?" Shang Ke was startled.

"Refining the souls of cultivators and taking their power as their own." Yan Lu spoke in a casual tone as if he was discussing today's weather.

Shang Ke: "..." This guy's devilishness is simply natural.

Shang Ke took a deep breath, trying to correct his erroneous cognition: "This is wrong. Cultivators should pursue the righteous way and abandon evil thoughts, otherwise they will fall into the devil's way."

"So what if you fall into the evil way?" Yan Lu was confused, "Isn't the little mushroom a demon spirit?"

Still can be speechless.This is a bloody fact.But the reason why he fell into the magic way was completely harmed by someone, okay?

Yan Lu put his hands on top of his head, and comforted him: "I think the magic mushroom is pretty good, you don't have to belittle yourself and force yourself to pursue the right way."

He turned around to comfort him!Who underestimated themselves?Who is chasing the right way?

Shang Ke turned around and fell on the bed weakly.

"Are you going to sleep?" Yan Lu jumped off the window sill, took off his coat casually, moved Shang Ke to the inside, straightened it up, then lay down beside him, said, "Good night." Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Shang Ke: "..." I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that a person like Yan Lu who doesn't cultivate demons is simply a waste of money!

The next day, Shang Ke regained his energy, cheered himself up, and continued to do good deeds to save others, in an attempt to fundamentally influence this evil monster.

Yu Wenjie injured his foundation in the battle, but Shang Ke personally went up the mountain to help him find the elixir, which moved him very much.Not only him, as long as he meets people who are in trouble, he will help them.Every day, I rely on the collected wild fruits and herbs, various gadgets weaved by myself, playing the piano and performing arts, etc., in exchange for money, which is used to help others.

Shang Ke still felt a little tired at first, but gradually, he found that he could practice body skills and integrate the aura of heaven and earth more quickly, and it was also a way of cultivation. , worked even harder.

Yan Lu couldn't understand, but he didn't stop him, seeing him scurrying around energetically every day.

Yu Wenjie admired Shang Ke very much, and almost regarded him as his white moonlight.But after half a month of getting along, he left a heart on him.

Under the big tree, you can still sit on the ground, hold a pipa in your hand, dance your fingers, and play a series of bright tunes.His eyebrows were lowered, his expression was focused, his white hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and the sunlight shone through the leaves, casting mottled spots on his body.The gown is simple and elegant, with a temperament like a cloud, except for the thin lips, which are as red as blood and moist.

Beside him, seven or eight children sat around, listening to the melodious piano sound quietly, their little heads swaying to the tune from time to time.The adults not far away also put down their work and stopped with a smile.

Yan Lu leaned on a stone pillar, silently staring at Shang Ke under the tree, his figure was reflected in his calm pupils.

Yu Wenjie was completely intoxicated, and an unusual obsession appeared on his face.

Shang Ke, who was immersed in the playing, did not realize that the noisy sounds around him had disappeared at some point, and it seemed that only the melodious sound of the pipa was left between the heaven and the earth.

While flicking her slender fingers, trails of lavender mist were left behind, her eyes shone with light, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and her red lips drew out a charming arc, which was extremely beautiful and coquettish.The originally pleasant tune gradually turned into a soul-stirring magic sound.The people with a radius of several thousand meters were all in a trance, as if in a trance, wisps of transparent energy drifted out of them and slowly gathered in the direction of Shang Ke.

Among all the people, only Yan Lu hooked the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, and began to absorb the energy in the air without any scruples.

"Where is the monster here?" At this moment, a loud shout came from not far away.The sound pierced the sky and shot straight at Shang Ke like a sharp arrow. The powerful power of true essence interrupted his playing.

As soon as the music stopped, the people around gradually regained their sanity and resumed their activities, and they didn't notice the abnormality at all.

While Shang Ke was stunned, several cultivators had already approached, and one of the white-haired old men scolded: "It's just a little monster, how dare it make trouble here, trying to absorb the essence of living people in vain."

Shang Ke recalled what happened just now, and only then realized what he had done.He transformed into a magic pill in response to the magic robbery.Although he has no intention of harming others, the power in his body runs counter to his nature.Inadvertently activated the magic pill to absorb the energy of life.

The old man activated his sword energy, and there was a clear sound, which scared the children around and ran away.

Shang Ke was the only one left before the meeting, and the old man attacked him mercilessly.

"Uncle Qingchong! Don't." Yu Wenjie exclaimed from behind, "That's my friend."

The old man ignored him and continued to attack fiercely with his sword.

Shang Ke knew he couldn't beat even without hitting, so he ran away holding the pipa.The old man and several other cultivators followed closely behind him, and countless sword qi flew in the air, drawing bloodstains on his body.

This is the first time Shang Ke personally experienced the attacking method of a cultivator. It is really a sword, a sword, and a murderous aura. It can hurt him even hundreds of meters away.

"Master, don't!" Seeing that Shang Ke was knocked down by a sword qi, his body was dripping with blood, Yu Wenjie immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Master, he is my friend, please be merciful."

"Be merciful? He is a harmful spirit. If we don't get rid of him today, who knows how many lives he will kill in the future." Taoist Qing Chong pointed his sword at Shang Ke on the ground.

"No, he won't!" Yu Wenjie pleaded, "He saved my life and helped many people. Even if he is a spirit, he is a kind-hearted spirit."

"Have you been confused by him?" Taoist Qingchong said coldly, "Just now he played the magic sound in an attempt to absorb the energy of others. Is this also called kindness?"

A trace of astonishment flashed in Yu Wenjie's eyes, and he turned to look at Shang Ke.He struggled to stand up from the ground, his clothes were disheveled, bloodstained all over, and there was a bit of sadness in his deep eyes.The left forehead was scratched by the sword energy, blood flowed from the left eye, condensed into a blood bead at the corner of the eye, and then slowly slid down from the fair face.

A young man is like jade, unparalleled in beauty.

After being together for half a month, Yu Wenjie couldn't believe that Shang Ke could be a harmful spirit.However, even he was bewitched by the magic sound just now, if the uncle and the others hadn't arrived, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Yu Wenjie's eyes were complicated, he didn't know what to do.

Shang Ke secretly smiled wryly, he has done good a hundred times, but as long as he accidentally does evil once, the previous efforts will be in vain.

Daoist Qing Chong impatiently waited for Yu Wenjie to make a decision, raised his long sword and attacked Shang Ke again.

Shang Ke originally wanted to fight back with demon energy, but seeing Yan Lu in the distance, he gave up this idea.Now that the matter has come to this point, he simply uses his tricks, even if he is cornered, he doesn't use magic skills to harm others.

In the abyss of magic, the heart is on the right way.Even though he is despised by the world, he still does not change his mind.

Shang Ke tightly bound the devil's heart, only defending but not attacking, the scars on his body continued to increase, and a layer of tears gradually clouded his eyes, but his eyes were always firm and fearless.

"Immortal Chief, please be merciful, Brother Shang is a good man!" At this moment, an old woman beside the road suddenly begged loudly.

"Yes, please show mercy and let him go." Another person echoed.

"Don't hurt Brother Shang." These are the children who were listening to the pipa just now.

More and more voices sounded one after another, and they were all people who had been favored by Shang Ke during this period.Although it is only a small favor, it is extremely grateful to them who are simple in heart.

Daoist Qingchong and the others were stunned, they didn't expect this group of mortals to intercede for a spirit monster.It's so stupid to be almost taken away by him just now and still not realize it!

Yu Wenjie was touched in his heart, knelt down and said: "Uncle, please let him go."

"You!" It's okay for common people to be ignorant, but his nephew is also like this, has he been deluded?Daoist Qingchong was furious, pointed at Shang Ke and said, "Get out! It's best not to let me see you again, otherwise I will definitely not show mercy."

Shang Ke stood up, looked around, then raised his arms, and bowed deeply to these kind people.Not only did they save his life, they gave him hope of completing his mission.

Shang Ke staggered, and left the small town under the watchful eyes of everyone.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Lu just watched indifferently from the sidelines.After Shang Ke left, he turned his gaze to the group of Flying Star Sword Sect, stared at them for a moment, then turned and walked in the direction where Shang Ke left.

Yan Lu found Shang Ke's blood-stained clothes in a forest, glanced around, and accurately found a wilted mushroom on the root of an old tree.

He squatted down, and said lightly: "It's obviously a magic mushroom, why do you have to follow the right path, if you follow the sky? With your spirituality, relying on magic skills, you can cultivate a magic body and become a saint in less than 200 years. How can those people do that?" Is it your opponent?"