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"Qin Yuxing."

Mu Shuning's forehead was throbbing with pain, and he stretched out his hand involuntarily to rub his temples, but Yan Qingshi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he reached out and grabbed Mu Shuning's hand that was stretched towards his head, and scolded, "What are you doing?" ?”

It seemed that he was afraid that Mu Shuning would do something that would hurt him if he was not rational.

Yan Qing was able to get away a little bit, but Mu Shuning felt a splitting headache, as if the two poles of a magnet were repelling each other. He pressed his lips together tightly and didn't say a word.

"Qin Yuxing, Qingxin Jue, where is the Qingxin Jue taught to you by your teacher?"

Mu Shuning felt that his wrist was about to be broken by Yan Qingshi. With such dead strength, coupled with the pain on his forehead, he seemed to feel that his whole body was about to be torn apart.

"Qingxin Jue!" Accompanied by Yan Qingshi's voice, what entered his altar was a rampant spiritual power. Although the spiritual power was domineering, it was careful everywhere. When it encountered Mu Shuning's tendons, it slowed down its flow, for fear of harming it. to him.

It wasn't until this moment that Mu Shuning realized that something was wrong with his mind.I don't know why today, but there is always a killing intent in my heart for no reason. Just now when he was denied by Yan Qingshi, it exploded to the extreme. The bloodthirsty consciousness is about to drown his altar, and at this moment, Yan Qingshi sent it into his body His spiritual power was fighting against that killing intent.

Mu Shuning's headache was about to explode. At a time like this, he could only rely on himself. Even if Yan Qing was in his body to help him, it could only play a supporting role.

Mu Shuning frantically circulated the spiritual power in his body, and chanted the Qingxin formula in his mouth. With the effect of the spiritual power in his body, he struck down that cruel consciousness over and over again.

Seeing the opportunity, Yan Qing quietly drew out his spiritual power.

That brutal consciousness was not strong, and was soon suppressed by Mu Shuning.

When the murderous intent in his heart dissipated completely, Mu Shuning fell to the ground in an instant, panting for fresh air, his whole body was like being fished out of the water, his hair was wet with cold sweat, sticking to the side of his face, he was embarrassed and It looked a little pitiful.

Yan Qingshi got closer, and couldn't help but put his hands on top of his head, as if to comfort him.

He knew that it was time for him to withdraw his hand, but he was a little reluctant. The soft and fluffy touch on the top of Mu Shuning's head made him couldn't help but lightly press Mu Shuning's head and shake it a few times.

Mu Shuning didn't recover for a long time, his eyes felt dizzy, and he couldn't help shouting softly: "Master... Master?"

The voice was soft and hoarse, scratching his heart like a kitten's paw, Yan Qing paused, looked down at his apprentice, his eyes darkened a lot.

Mu Shuning blinked: "Master, this disciple knows his mistake."

When Yan Qing saw that he had suffered all this time, he said softly, "Do you know where your situation just now came from?"

Mu Shuning said: "It's because the disciple's defense is weak, he didn't pay attention to let the hostility of Xieyi take advantage of the loopholes, and he also belittled himself, looked down upon no one, and couldn't even hide his feelings for Master..."

Yan Qingshi frowned.

"Master's... murderous intent."

Yan Qingshi: "..." He thought his little apprentice was going to confess his love to him.

"Xiyi, formerly known as Guiyuan, is a magic piano that is famous all over the world. It can arbitrarily collapse people's minds and transform people into a complete demon. Maybe it has been lurking in your heart before you come back as a teacher. Today break out."

Mu Shuning thought in his heart: "Could it be that I passed out next to Xieyi that day, and that's why I let this demon sneak in?"

Suddenly, half of Yan Qingshi's face was hidden in the shadows, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up: "Put Chige away, it will be your sword from now on."

In an instant, Mu Shuning's face was flushed as if a fire had been lit, and he wanted to plunge his head into the ground.It wasn't obvious when he was possessed by a demon just now, but now that he was awake, Mu Shuning wanted to go back in time and slap that arrogant and arrogant self a few big ears.

Yan Qingshi admitted that he mentioned it on purpose just now.

Mu Shuning's face turned red all the way up to her neck, her ears could not wait to catch fire, she was ashamed and helpless and said, "Yes, Master."

It was nearly half a month before Mu Shuning went down the mountain to practice, and Mu Shuning went to Yan Qing for advice as usual.

Mu Shuning's inner demon was only temporarily suppressed, as long as he still wanted to subdue Xieyi, as long as Xieyi was still by his side, this inner demon could not be eradicated.

Mu Shuning knew that what he suppressed in the past few days was only the weakest level of inner demons. As time went by, that hostility would penetrate into his bones, and it would become stronger as he became stronger. He himself couldn't suppress it, so he became freehand food, a complete devil.

Mu Shuning didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. He knew that irritability, resentment, and hatred were the nourishment for the demons of free will. The more negative emotions in his heart, the faster the demons would grow.

However, the driving force supporting Mu Shuning's progress now is those negative things.

Mu Shuning took a deep breath and recited it silently at least ten times a day, trying not to let himself think of those things.

In just half a month, Yan Qingshi noticed the changes in Mu Shuning.

When Mu Shuning first came to Jingqiong, she had a lot of obsessions in her heart, regardless of all consequences in order to enter Wanjian Peak. Now it seems... There is a reason why my apprentice wants to enter Wanjian Peak so eagerly.Mu Shuning's whole person became much more reserved, with a sense of indifference and calmness all over his body. Although that indifference seemed a bit deliberate, if he hadn't experienced anything, he couldn't pretend that calmness.

Yan Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little nervous.

It usually takes three to five years for disciples to go down the mountain to practice. Yan Qingshi's heart began to waver when he thought that his disciple would leave him for at least three years.

That day in the underground secret room, Mu Shuning's body reacted, and he already had a guess in his heart about Qin Yuxing's identity, plus Qin Yuxing actually entered the □□ area that day to check the information about the seizure and sacrifice In his opinion, the truth is about to come out, and there is only one final step to confirm.

On the day when Mu Shuning was about to go down the mountain, Mu Shuning insisted on taking Xieyi away. Yan Qingshi didn't want to agree, but when he saw that Mu Shuning's expression was too determined, he gave in.

Yan Qingshi put a seal on Xieyi. This seal will minimize the influence of Xieyi on Mu Shuning's mind, and the jade card to break the seal is in Mu Shuning's hands. , you can crush the jade tablet.

When handing over the jade plaque to Mu Shuning, Yan Qingshi hesitated.

Mu Shuning looked up at him: "Master, you trust this disciple once."

Yan Qing said: "This magic piano can destroy a person."

Mu Shuning's expression was determined, and he didn't show any sign of shrinking back: "Master, this disciple will not be destroyed so easily."

Yan Qingshi choked and couldn't speak anymore.If his conjecture is true, then what kind of mood did the child in front of him who was obsessed with using Xinyi just to persuade himself say that sentence.

On the day Mu Shuning went down the mountain, Yan Qingshi stood on Wanjian Peak and watched him leave.Yan Qing kept looking at Mu Shuning, guessing when he would look back, but he didn't look back until Mu Shuning's figure completely disappeared into the horizon.

Yan Qingshi felt a little lonely and reluctant for no reason.This feeling has been too long.

On the same day, the head of Jingqiong announced to retreat, and the date of leaving the customs has not yet been determined. All matters within the sect will be handled by Chu Yuqing and the three elders, and the affairs of the Heavenly Dao will be jointly decided by all holders of the "Kirin Jade".

Yan Qingshi said that he was in retreat, but in fact, who knows why he went there.

In Jingqiong Mountain, there is a mountain of water that is extremely rich in spiritual energy. Several caves have been artificially dug in the mountain for the purpose of practicing and retreating.

The caves here are divided into four types, "Heaven", "Earth", "Xuan" and "Yellow". Among them, the word "Heaven" has the most aura, and there are only nine caves, which are specially used for the cultivation of sect masters, peak masters, and elders. use.The remaining three types are open to disciples, but the number of these three types of rooms is limited, there are only [-] rooms in total. Fortunately, there is a time limit. Even so, the waiting line is almost a year later.

Yan Qingshi first pretended to stay on Shuijue Mountain for more than half a year, and when he felt that the time was almost up, he used a stone to conjure up his own appearance sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and cultivating. With a flash of his age, he completely disappeared in the Tianzihao room.

For the past six months, Mu Shuning has been wandering aimlessly.In his last life, he had only been to two places, Jingqiong Mountain and Yingzhou, the capital city of Great Yin.Pity his life of more than a hundred years, but his knowledge is so shallow that he has nothing to show for it.

Mu Shuning made up his mind that he must take a good tour of this great mountain and river. Although it was aimless, he also had a general direction.

Today, he arrived at the famous "Ghost Weeping Forest" in the Yin Dynasty.

The forest where ghosts cry, the forest where ghosts cry, the forest where ghosts can be frightened and cry when ghosts come.

As soon as he arrived at the outskirts of the Ghost Cry Forest, Mu Shuning suddenly heard ghost cries and wolf howls inside. It was extremely miserable and very penetrating.

Mu Shuning's brows jumped suddenly.

"My mother—oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Mu Shuning took two steps back and looked at the dark ghost crying forest vigilantly. Suddenly, he saw a black figure rushing out of it with a "whoosh" sound, with a few branches stuck on his head. , a few green leaves were hanging pitifully on the branch, the black shadow ran extremely fast, the green leaves were entangled with each other, desperately attached to the branch, tenacious and respectable.

Mu Shuning had already held Chige's hand, and was waiting for the shadow to get close.

Three steps, two steps, one step.

With a "snap", Mu Shuning threw out Chi Ge, and the hilt of the sword hit the black shadow's face. The sound, according to the sound, was crisp and decisive, and it was both pleasant and painful to listen to.

"Aww!" There was another scream, "Why did you hit me!"

The black figure stopped, and Mu Shuning looked at him coolly.

Mu Shuning smiled with a smile on his face: "You were the one who beat you, what the hell are you talking about?"

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Luo Zhu, who was gearing up for a fight, immediately froze and rubbed his head: "Oh, it's you, Xiao Yuxing."