Save the world with a plot

"Did you hear anything just now?"

"What sound?" Sheng Junxiao's eyes were confused, but he panicked again——

Xuan Xing's breath that had been suppressed just now floated up again, and the surrounding spiritual energy rushed in, pouring directly into Xuan Xing's body, which was about to break through immediately.

The feeling of the meridians being forcibly stretched was not good, Xuan Xing's eyes showed pain, but his mind was running at high speed.

That person must be Chongming.

But what is he here for?Just played a piano and left?

No, it's not just a piano, the other party is urging him to break through.

The original aura of cultivation that could still be suppressed rioted, and it could no longer be controlled at all.

Then why did the other party urge him to make a breakthrough? Was his act of clearing Sheng Junxiao's anger before being discovered?The other party wants to push him away and then do something else?no!

"Master! Master! Master!" Xuan Xing's situation is very wrong, if he doesn't retreat and break through, these mad rushing spiritual energy will burst the opponent's meridians.

Seeing that the other party still didn't respond, Shengjun Xiao gritted his teeth and hugged Xuan Xing horizontally, untied the mountain guard formation, pierced through the clouds and pierced the sky, went straight to the main peak of the Suzerain, and quickly went to the quiet room, opened the door, let people go, and closed it.

Sheng Junxiao was worried in his heart, moving at the speed of light, all this happened extremely fast, in one go, almost in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Xuan Xing was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the quiet room: "..."

Feeling the crazy aura filling the meridians, it seemed that if he didn't move, he would be completely torn apart. The whole person was almost unable to get up due to the aura.

Xuan Xing closed his eyes and decided to control the aura first, but no matter what, he had to make it clear to Sheng Junxiao before completely retreating, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Shengjun Xiao sat on a wooden stake outside the quiet room, every time he guarded the pass for Xuanying, he always sat here.

He glanced at a beautiful mountain not far away. When he came, he deliberately restrained his breath, and didn't ask Ming Xu to find out, in case the other party disturbed Xuan Xing's retreat. Now, he himself can't leave at will.

Then, let the other party go for a few more days.

Time is like flowing water, and time is always blurred in the eyes of monks, especially when retreating.

What Xuan Xing thought was that it would only take a while, but in fact, half a year has passed since one closed and the other opened.

Fortunately, Shengjun Xiao was still outside the quiet room of the main peak of the suzerain, did not leave, and no one came.

At this time, the floating and turbulent aura in Xuan Xing's body has partially stabilized, at least half an hour can be reserved for preparations before the complete retreat.

He opened his eyes, never felt another breath flowing in his body so clearly, and then laughed softly.

Some people deserve to be rare geniuses in a thousand years.

The door of the quiet room opened again, and Sheng Junxiao was taken aback.

Familiar people stepped out of the room step by step, their aura was infinitely approaching the fusion, but they did not reach the cultivation level of fusion after all.

Failed?

Sheng Junxiao couldn't believe it, and immediately reacted, put on a warm smile and greeted him, softly comforting: "Master..."

"You don't have to call me that." Before he could finish his sentence, a cold voice interrupted him.

That voice was very cold, almost like ice scum, Xuan Xing had never used this voice to talk to Sheng Junxiao, even after discovering the other party's identity and deception.

Sheng Junxiao was taken aback, panic rose in his heart for no reason, and he forced a smile, "Master... what did you say?"

Xuan Xing raised his eyebrows, his whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which was so cold that people were shocked. He slowly repeated: "I said, you don't have to call me Shizun, I can't bear it."

Sheng Junxiao's breath stagnates.

I saw the breath of Xuanying's whole body was condensed, and black energy flowed from the center of his brows - the master-slave contract.

Watching helplessly, all the blood on Sheng Junxiao's face faded, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out, his throat seemed to be strangled by a giant cold hand.

The black air condensed into light, and the black light group pierced through the white face and between the eyebrows, was hit by the cold energy, and dissipated in mid-air.

Deed solution.

The momentary backlash made Sheng Junxiao's blood boil, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he quickly closed his lips.

"What a sage Junxiao, I just realized today that some people are really careless people." After the contract was forced out of the body, Xuan Xing suddenly laughed, self-deprecating and cold.

"No, Master, listen to me! Pfft..." Sheng Junxiao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't realize it, and hurriedly pulled Xuan Xing's sleeve.

"No, you want to talk, but I don't have time to listen." Xuan Xing glanced down at the slender fingers with bloodstains on his sleeves, frowned in disgust, and shook them off.

—I want to know everything, would you like to say?It’s okay if you don’t want to, but after tonight, I won’t be interested in listening to it anymore.

The words from more than 30 years ago rang in his ears through time and space, and Sheng Junxiao was in a panic, and the other party stopped listening to his explanation.

What he really wanted to say at the time was only interrupted by Sheng Yan who suddenly broke in, and then... and then there was no time to...

"I was wrong, Master." He quickly admitted his mistake, "I was really wrong, Master, can you forgive me one more time?"

"What's wrong with you?" Xuan Xing seemed to have calmed down, and his face became the usual indifference again. Everything was not in his mind, only ups and downs, and he said: "Master and apprentice are sixty years old, I have never seen it. It's your fault, mine's fault, what's wrong with you?"

"Even though I ordered the pursuit and killing, I'm sorry for you. After all these years, I should pay it off, and please don't step on the ground." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the quiet room.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind breaking through the air behind him, Xuan Xing sneered, turned around and let out a burst of icy energy, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

I saw that what flew over was not a hidden weapon, not a killer move, but a small black ball the size of a palm.

Xuan Xing withdrew his hand abruptly, and was pushed back half a step by the force of the rebound.In mid-air, the little black ball's eyes lit up.

In the next moment, there was a weight in Xuan Xing's arms, and the little black dumpling was hanging on his arm. There was a hint of distress in the round cat's eyes, and he raised his face and said: "Are you okay?"

After finishing speaking, she wrinkled her red nose in grievance, "Xuan Mimi, don't you want me?"

As soon as the words fell, it was thrown out violently, drawing a big parabola in mid-air, and slamming heavily on a rock corner, blood flowed from its forehead immediately, and a long line was drawn on its soft belly. mouth.

"Do you think you and I have the same level of cultivation, so I dare not do anything to you?"

"Or do you think I deserve to be deceived by you again and again?"

Xuan Xing's complexion suddenly became gloomy, with unprecedented anger on his face, which shattered his indifferent face like a mask.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Little Hei Tuanzi lay on the ground, raised his head in a daze, his blood-blurred eyes reflected that the ice jade beads in mid-air were twisted into powder by the sword energy, and a bright red top feather fluttered down.

boom--

With a crisp sound, half a palm-sized villain fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

"roll."

Turning around this time, there was no trace of nostalgia, it was full of indifference.

The road is long, who can guarantee that it will not fall halfway?

People's hearts are changeable, who can remain the same, and who can be the same on the outside and the inside, and treat each other with sincerity.

To invest in emotion is to waste emotion.

There is only the Dao, which will never be thanked or destroyed, never leave and never give up.

"Ugh..."

Seeing the closed door of the quiet room again, the little black ball on the rock twitched and whimpered.

It crawled over and stuffed the little Shengjun Xiao who had been split into seven or eight pieces under its belly, as if wishing to draw a little warmth from the thousand-year-old ice jade in a whimsical way.

One of its short paws was still tightly holding onto a small bright red fur, while the other paw was pressing the ice jade powder on the ground, but it was blown away by the wind quickly without leaving a trace.

The round cat's eyes widened for a moment, as if in extreme shock. It sniffed, retracted its paws pitifully, and thrust Xiao Mao Mao into its forehead, but couldn't get it back.

How can it be possible to insert the feathers that have been plucked out and sent out?How can I return it to him?

Little Hei Tuanzi pursed his lips, a burst of black mist flashed by, and a palm-sized thing gradually stretched out a slender figure.

His fair body was covered with bruises and scars, and the most shocking thing was the long gash on his forehead and abdomen, where large swathes of blood hadn't coagulated.

"Click-"

Sheng Junxiao pressed his hands on the calf, and the broken leg was quickly brought back.

After tidying up his white clothes, his white clothes were spotless, his messy black hair was tied up high, he lifted his outer shirt and knelt upright ten feet away from the quiet room, not a single trace of mottled blood remained on his body.

He is afraid that the other party will feel distressed when he sees his distress after he leaves the customs. He treats him so well, but he was too angry for a while, and it is all his fault.

There is no time in retreat.No one knew that someone from the Sovereign Peak had already returned.

One month, two months, three months...

One year, two years, three years...

Ten years, 20 years, 30 years...

Sheng Junxiao has been kneeling outside the quiet room for decades, with a straight back, and let the fallen leaves accumulate on his shoulders and snowflakes stick to his clothes.From the beginning to the end, he didn't use spiritual energy to resist a single bit, just like he didn't use spiritual energy to protect his body when he fell on the rock.

This is the punishment he deserves.

Sheng Junxiao gently stroked the villain whose hands had been repaired as before, with no visible cracks, his peach blossom eyes were curved, just like the adults holding the villain.

40 years later.

Suddenly, the aura on the peak turned sharply, and the vast aura enveloped the entire continent almost instantly, and an invisible wave rippled through the sky and the earth.

Another fit period!

The second integration period since the fall of Jingze!

Huh - Countless people in the mainland who felt the strangeness of the world looked at each other with admiration.

Everyone in Shangxuanzong was the first to discover it, and their eyes showed surprise—the suzerain made a breakthrough.

On a beautiful mountain peak, a young man in white was reading a jade slip behind a table, when suddenly his hand trembled, and the jade slip fell to the ground with a thud.