I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Xuanmen, next to Yu Yuan.

Mozun and all the demons led by Sheng Yusui were finally suppressed by the cultivation team led by Sheng Yusui. The last breath of demons disappeared in the wind. The elders of the seven-star formation gathered in the air, gathered all their spiritual power, and sealed again.

The seal is not a one-time achievement. They must seal the entrance of Yu Yuan before the Demon Lord regains his vitality and makes a comeback. From now on, the Taoist elders will take turns casting spells until the seal is completely strengthened.

Sheng Yusui and the elders quickly drew up a rotation schedule, and launched it into the air in golden characters for all the elders to see.

Everyone looked into the sky together, and Lu Wanxian also looked at the golden characters, looking for his name in panic.

Suddenly, a hurried voice came: "Good news, great news!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a yellow-clothed disciple flying in mid-air on a magic weapon. He was holding the seal of Tianxuan Peak Master in his hand, and he was the herald sent by Tianxuan Peak Master.

"Tianxuan Peak's main force, Venerable Yan, and the hundred demons grew up in the capital. Now there is only one Venerable Yan who is still fighting, but he is seriously injured, and he should die soon. The Lord of Tianxuan Peak sent me to inform the head With one sound, there is no more left alive." The disciple in yellow said.

The elders present were not so excited. When Venerable Yan was in the limelight, Lord Tianxuan Peak did not make a move. Now Venerable Yan is obviously the abandoned son of Demon Venerable, but Lord Tianxuan Peak struck out with a heavy fist. Next to them, the fellow disciples who were facing the tough Demon Lord, slipped away quickly by themselves.

"If you can't stay, then you can't stay." Sheng Yusui said, "When will Peak Master Tianxuan come back?"

"Come back after cleaning up the battlefield." The disciple in yellow replied.

Saying this is like not saying it.

The disciple in yellow was explaining, and felt that the atmosphere was not right. He was keenly aware that most of the elders' attention seemed to be on another person.

Dongming Mountain Lu Wanxian.

That's right, is he the master of Venerable Yan after all? Now that Venerable Yan is going to be executed on the spot, everyone must be curious about his expression.After all, this is not an honorable thing, but any elder who has a face will take the initiative to distance himself from the disciple who betrayed his master, let alone a notorious one like Venerable Yan...

"Where is the person?" Lu Wanxian raised his head and asked, "Where is the capital?"

"Ah?" The disciple in yellow was taken aback, "The southern suburbs of Jingyi..."

"Thank you." Lu Wanxian nodded, turned into a blue light, and went away through the clouds.

Sheng Yusui and Wang Wenxu looked at each other, both showing worried expressions.

In the southern outskirts of Jingyi, there are hundreds of miles of scorched earth, and there are many bones between the ravines.

No one collected the corpse of the Zhongzhou royal family. Not only that, the various forces who took advantage of the fire repeatedly invaded the capital, making the once prosperous and prosperous place, which the world looked up to, into the desolate appearance it is today.

Lu Wanxian landed on the ground and walked along the scorched earth. From a distance, he saw thick smoke billowing from the city tower, and the flames illuminated the gradually darkening sky.

The white fire light is so familiar, pure white dirt, without a trace of evil spirit, it is Qin Chiyu's celestial fire essence.

He suddenly didn't dare to go any further.

The robe of the "previous life" was torn apart, leaving only an uneven section, fluttering in the hot wind, and the golden armor was splashed with blood, mottled.

His left arm tightly strangled one person's neck, preventing others from attacking him directly, while his right arm was left empty, with only half of the golden armor drooping to cover the hideous wound.

Even so, his expression was still arrogant and unscrupulous, with a strong sarcasm in his eyes, and he glanced contemptuously at the group of elders who were rushing for merit.

Qin Chiyu had been chasing Lu Wanxian all the way to the southern suburbs of the capital. He was afraid of getting separated from Lu Wanxian, so he clung to Lu Wanxian's sleeve tightly. When Lu Wanxian approached the battlefield step by step, he took the first look. I saw the "previous life" that looked like a blood man in the bloody battle.

Seeing himself so miserable for the first time, Qin Chiyu was stunned. He touched his arm subconsciously. He couldn't feel anything in the spiritual state, but the arm was indeed there, and he could raise both hands to his eyes.

But in the "previous life" there is no such opportunity.

Lu Wanxian also seemed to be stunned, standing there, motionless.

Until the eyes of "Past Life" swept over and fixed on Lu Wanxian, a bright smile appeared on his blood-stained face: "You are finally here."

The master of Tianxuan Peak said angrily: "Now that people are here, can you let go of Xu Ji? Qin Chiyu, what you have done is really despicable. Let your former master see it. Would you be ashamed of it? Why don't you do it simply and profitably?" Quickly, surrender."

"Past life" just smiled at Lu Wanxian blindly as if he didn't hear what Tianxuan Peak Lord was saying. His eyes didn't move a little, as if he couldn't see enough.

Seeing this, the Lord of Tianxuan Peak had no choice but to turn around and greeted Lu Wanxian displeasedly: "Elder Lu, you have come, your apprentice is holding Elder Xuji hostage, you have to ensure that Elder Xuji is not harmed, Otherwise, the sins committed by your apprentice are the sins committed by you, and he will be rectified on the spot later, and you will have to pay the rest of the karma."

Lu Wanxian was also as if his soul had come out of his body, and he had no reaction to the words of Peak Master Tianxuan.

He stared at the "previous life" in a daze, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you bothering?"

The "previous life" did not follow Lu Wanxian back to Dongming Mountain. With his cultivation base in the Nascent Soul Stage, the cleansed meridians are not enough to deceive the Demon Lord for a long time.

He will become an abandoned child after all, just like today, Mozun's intentions are so obvious that even an elder watching can see that Venerable Yan has become an abandoned child.

However, the "previous life" still listened to the Demon Lord, and led a group of hundred demon chiefs to rush out of the siege and divert part of the firepower. He knew that with a mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, he would not be able to escape the fate of being caught, but he Still did it.

To be able to fight up to this moment, and at the same time fight against a power in the distraction period and five elders, is already the limit of the "previous life".

If you really wanted to die, why did you make yourself so miserable?

Lu Wanxian stared blankly at the lowered right arm armor of the golden armor, which was empty and contained nothing.

What are you doing.

My heart was so twisted that it was numb, and I couldn't even give an expression.

Lu Wanxian walked down the tower in a wooden manner, passed through the elders with different expressions, and came to the "previous life".

The "previous life" stared at Lu Wanxian, and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt that much, and I don't feel much. Lu Xianchang doesn't have to worry too much."

Lu Wanxian frowned: "Are you blaming me?"

"Past life" tightened his left arm, passed out Xuji who was eavesdropping, and ignored the curse of Master Tianxuan, his dark eyes were still fixed on Lu Wanxian's face for a moment: "Where do you mean?" once?"

Lu Wanxian frowned even tighter: "It seems more than once."

"Past Life" smiled and agreed.

Lu Wanxian's heartache was relieved for a short time, and he didn't know why. Now he wanted to discuss right and wrong with his "previous life", so why blame him? To be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, and even more worthy of Qin Chiyu, why did he blame him more than once and torture him in this way?

"Are you blaming me for washing your marrow, washing away your magic skills, and preventing you from dominating the demon realm and counterattacking the realm of comprehension?" Lu Wanxian asked angrily.

"Well, a little bit." "Past Life" nodded slightly.

"One point? It's two o'clock and three o'clock? Do you blame me for not letting you knock down the disciples of the Sheng family, or blame me for supporting and keeping Xiao Baihua? Blame me for not willing to kill the Zhongzhou royal family for you, or blame me for never Help you break through the bottleneck?" Lu Wanxian searched his brains and told all the possible disagreements. If you don't tell me, you don't know, there are quite a lot of disputes with him in the "previous life".

"Past life" saw him angry, so vivid, so real, vivid emotions were revealed in his eyes that were originally desireless, just like a mortal, he would complain about the people he cared about, this is another kind Is it a way to express liking?It should be like this, his silly master, it is not easy to express this.

"Lu Xianchang, I have something to trouble you." "Past life" did not answer Lu Wanxian's words, "Time is limited, so I'll just say it straight. The treasures I have hoarded over the years are all in the mustard bag. I think Give it to my former classmates, or those who helped and supported me. I have never had a chance to repay them, and I probably won’t have a chance in the future. I hope you can help me and pass things on. As for whether they want to accept it, it’s beyond my control of."

Lu Wanxian closed his eyes: "You send it yourself, I don't care."

"There is also a letter inside, which describes how to distribute these treasures. Please read it carefully before distributing it to the corresponding people, so as to avoid confusion and make them feel that I am not sincere enough." "Past Life" continued on his own.

"Qin Chiyu..." Lu Wanxian's eye sockets turned slightly red, "You and I have already broken our friendship."

"But I really don't have anyone to entrust, Lu Xianchang. In this world, the only person I trust is you." "Past life" smiled again, but this time the smile was a bit ugly, and he lost too much blood, making his lips as pale as ever. Some ominous grays also appeared on the face.

After a while of silence, Lu Wanxian nodded slightly.

A promise is worth a thousand dollars.

"Past Life" finally showed a relieved smile, amidst the increasingly urgent urging voice of Peak Master Tianxuan, he whispered to Lu Wanxian, "Back off."

Lu Wanxian raised his head, as if sensing something, his feet took root and he didn't move.

The "previous life" had no choice but to push Lu Wanxian away with a burst of heat from the flames of the sky.

Just listening to the sound of "boom--", the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the burning city tower collapsed in the violent explosion, turning into a pile of ruins.

In the first year of the Tongchen calendar, Qin Chiyu, a Taoist traitor, committed suicide in the southern suburbs of the capital and exploded.

During this period, an innocent elder was implicated and sacrificed. After his death, he was sealed in blue clothes and called the elder Xuji blue clothes.

The water-colored elder clothes were stained with blood, and the long wind swept over the ground with the smell of blood and scorching, blowing the wide sleeves of Lie Lie.

Lu Wanxian was alone, standing on the rubble.

Just when he was pushed a foot away by surprise, he barely stood still, and he witnessed the tragic scene with his own eyes. The hot blood splashed on his face, still carrying the temperature of that person.

Lu Wanxian's eyes widened, his lips parted slightly, but he couldn't make a sound.

A pair of transparent hands protruded from behind him, trying to cover his eyes.

The transparent spirit body had the same appearance as the villain who blew himself up and died. He eagerly leaned over to Lu Wanxian's ear and repeated "Senior Master Lu, don't look at it", but no one could hear it.

In the scorched ruins, a little spiritual light suddenly lit up.

Lu Wanxian seemed to come alive again, his eyes followed the aura of the light, watching it fly to half a person's height, and then it flew towards him as if recognizing its master.

The aura came to a foot in front of Lu Wanxian and hovered motionless. At this moment, Lu Wanxian saw clearly what it was—Qin Chiyu's mustard seed bag.

Every cultivator will have a mustard seed bag. There is a lot of space in the mustard bag, and you can carry many things, whether it is daily necessities or treasures, as long as you put it in the mustard bag, They can be used at any time without worrying about losing them.

After the mustard seed bag is recognized as the owner, it will be used by the owner alone, and other people cannot easily open it, especially those with advanced cultivation bases, will add layers of seals to the mustard seed bag. Monks who are higher than the master level cannot open it either.

However, after the owner's spiritual body is shattered and his consciousness dissipated, the mustard seed bag will be opened automatically, and the treasures in it can be used by others. Many monks who do not follow the righteous way kill people and seize treasures by using this feature of the mustard bag. features.

In order to ensure that the treasures they have obtained will not be inherited by their enemies, many cultivators will use an extreme method to retain part of their spiritual power, so that the mustard seed bag will fly to the designated successor after the cultivator dies. "Past life" adopted this method.

Now, the relics of the "previous life" just flew in front of Lu Wanxian.

It seemed to be telling him that all of this was planned in the "previous life".

"Qin Chiyu, how could you... be so ruthless."

Lu Wanxian closed his eyes.

"I will never forgive you for what happened today."

After finishing speaking, Lu Wanxian spread out his palm and put the mustard seed bag into his palm.

Qin Chiyu was floating in the air, staring blankly at Lu Wanxian.

He suddenly understood why Lu Wanxian hated him so much and despised him so much after reliving his life.

After knowing that he had no memory, he didn't take the opportunity to retaliate against him. Instead, his eyes showed disappointment and loss, and he simply turned around and walked away.

In the Xuhua Secret Realm, under the Fusheng Bridge, Lu Wanxian asked him why he betrayed the master's sect, but he couldn't answer, so Lu Wanxian put away all his emotions and jumped into the sect of the second world.

After all, he still lost.

Lost to "Past Life".

The "previous life" was too terrific, and the attack was too ruthless, both for himself and Lu Wanxian.

So much so that people's hearts are broken, and they can never recover. No matter how hard they try in this life, they can't cover that person's heart.

Thinking of this, Qin Chiyu felt like being killed by lightning, and his heart and soul were all destroyed.

He watched the light-colored figure walk towards the ruins step by step, bent over to search for something, pushed aside the broken bricks in the charred place, and collected the scattered remains little by little.

Qin Chiyu didn't dare to go forward. He didn't know what Lu Wanxian was thinking when facing all this, and how he managed to collect the corpse for burial for the "previous life" and explain the relics.

These, in Lu Wanxian's narration, were just one or two words that suddenly fell low, which seemed unimportant, and I didn't want to mention them.

But at this moment, what appeared in front of Qin Chiyu's eyes was the weight of a thousand pounds, the pain of heartbreaking.

"Princess Lu, what should I do to make you... no longer sad." Qin Chiyu flew forward, and tried to stop Lu Wanxian, who was persistently searching, but his arms were only transparent, and there was no body to possess at the moment. , all actions are just busy work, useless.

"Prince Lu, please don't look for me anymore..." Qin Chiyu begged, following Lu Wanxian like a tail.

"He will look for it, and he will collect it soon. The fire essence left in the meridians can be easily detected with spiritual knowledge." A familiar voice came from above Qin Chiyu's head, "Compared to This, can you stop doing useless work?"

Qin Chiyu raised his head abruptly, his eyes full of disbelief.

At a height of three feet above the ground, Lu Wanxian, who was also in a spirit state, was looking down at him.