The strategy of chasing masters

Some people directly throw the responsibility to the magpie:

"If you don't have this ability, don't show off your ability at the beginning. Since you choose to be a good person, you shouldn't give up halfway!"

There is no cure for these people, and it is stipulated that good people must do it to the end?If you enshrine me, I must do things for you?You worship me as a god, and when you are in trouble, you must save you?Even if he gave up his own life, would he not hesitate?

People speak so high-soundingly about their beliefs that it is actually an invisible transaction!

The boy clenched his fists even tighter, his joints made a "snap" sound, and there was a bit of regret in his eyes.

People were not forgiving, and they talked a lot, saying that the two of them were not worthy of their offerings.

The boy finally broke out, hit a critical blow, and exploded a ball of sparks. The sparks fell on the people and burned up all at once.

Crying and screaming for a while, Ling a young man sitting on the stone bed finally opened his eyes, removed the enchantment covering him, and extinguished the fire on people with a wave of his feather sleeves.

What people get in return is not the usual kneeling thanks, but hatred, disgust, and abuse.

But it doesn't matter, it's normal, after all, the fire was set by his companions, if he doesn't wake up in time, they will be reduced to ashes.

The general of the neighboring country waved his sword and called on the soldiers to attack the two magpies.

But ordinary people are no match for the two of them, they break out of the encirclement and jump directly in front of the general within the effort of a cup of tea.

But one magpie trembled a little, and bright red blood flowed out from under the black feather sleeves, followed by a cough, his legs went limp, and he fell into the arms of his companion.

Closing his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hands to hold that delicate face, and said dying, "Ziwu, do you still remember the oath we swore in front of the Lord of Tongle? As long as he gives us his life and energy, we will Guard his people!"

Ziwu's eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We made an oath at the beginning, but Zixu now we can't protect ourselves, how can we protect them?"

"You always have to pay back what you owe to others!" Ziwu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Zixu raised his hand to hold the hand that was about to become a bird's claw on his face, and his voice was almost hoarse: "We have already paid off what we owed him. Look, how these people treated us!"

Ziwu gradually turned into a black magpie in Zixu's arms, completely without the breath of life.

Zixu raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, making a sharp bird cry. The powerful air flow burst into his crown, and his black hair flew in a soft arc.

There was a raging fire in his red eyes, and a long whip flashed in his hand, sparks flew, and when the whip went down, the general of the neighboring country dodged cleverly, and smashed on the ground, forming a deep gash.

It turned out that the general was also a cultivator who had obtained a golden core, fighting with a big sword and a long whip, aroused waves of air, blowing people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

Taking advantage of the fierce fighting, people fled to the outside of the cave one after another. The remaining soldiers from neighboring countries did not go to help their masters, but chased after the fellows and surrounded them all at once.

With a sound of "boom", the cave collapsed, the boulder rolled, the general rushed out from the dust, his burly body turned over several times on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But the magpie didn't come out for a long time, and the Tongle people looked at each other, thinking that the magpie was dead, they all knelt down and cried for mourning, saying regretful words, sorry for the words of the two black magpies.

I saw a black light rushing out from the ruins, gradually turning into a human form, and a black magpie lay peacefully in Zixu's palm.

He put the black magpie in his arms and continued to fight against the general of the neighboring country. After all, Zixu had eaten people's offerings for many years and accumulated a lot of merit, the general was no match for him!

Seeing the general's defeat, Zixu suddenly put his head in his hands, couldn't straighten up from the pain, broke out in cold sweat, and his face was pale, the general sneaked in and stuck a demon-subduing talisman on Zixu's forehead, and Zixu never looked back. Can't move.

The general tied Zixu's hands, but he never thought that Zixu's eyes would ignite and blew up the golden core, dissipating all his spiritual power, and setting the clear spring and bright moon on fire for five miles around.

The picture scroll became pitch black, and in an instant, what was reflected on it was a group of fellow musicians kneeling on the scorched earth and regretting.

Zhou Mu turned his head to look at the magpie on the ground, it was Ziwu's face!

He opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, Ziwu opened his mouth first: "Before the general of the neighboring country attacked, Ziwu and I were seriously injured when we surrendered the water monster. Block it for him, and since then he has infused me with spiritual energy every day to save my life..."

"So later, when the neighboring country's army came, you couldn't resist. He exhausted his spiritual power, blew up his golden core and burned the enemy army to death, and the last ray of soul was entrusted to you. Now you are two souls in one?" Zhou Mu said The next sentence is over.

Ziwu shook his head feebly and said, "It's not that the two souls merged into one, but that I regained the ray of life that I lost!"

Ziwu's eyes were like a deep pool, covered with a layer of mist, he buried his head in the grass, and could no longer see any expression.

What Zhou Mu saw at this moment was completely different from what the storyteller in the inn said. As for why people rewrite it like this, the reason is obvious.

They don't think they are at fault, but think that this is what the magpie should do. Since they have eaten their offerings and accumulated their merits, they should sacrifice their lives to protect them. Even if the magpie ceases to exist, it will be the same as before. Worship them and treat them as gods. In this way, if someone mentions it, they will only sing praises of the magpie who sacrificed his life to save others.

The annals of history are written by people, and no one can truly be fair and just, and will never be rewritten!

As soon as the picture scroll was put away, Su Yu helped Gu Wanyan to the ground, and shook his head slightly at Zhou Mu, indicating that he did not catch up with the cloud of black smoke that destroyed the Lingling Sword.

Gu Wanyan slowly picked up the pieces of Mie Ling, and said: "Mie Ling is an ancient sword, and those who can easily destroy it are beyond our control!"

Su Yu's face was gloomy, he turned around and picked up Ziwu, and said angrily, "Please tell me the truth, who is that cloud of black smoke?"

Zi Wu grinned ferociously: "What I want to do in this life is to make human beings extinct! Hahaha... that day is almost here! The spirit of extermination has been destroyed, and when the demon king is born, you will all be reduced to ashes!"

Ziwu's body gradually became transparent, turned into dots, and dissipated in the air, but his words echoed throughout Yaque Ridge.

Zhou Mu's legs went limp, and he lost consciousness again.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the inn, and the white shadow standing in front of the bed was gone, replaced by Su Yu's handsome face.

He struggled to grab the edge of the bed, trying to get up, but found that he couldn't control his body at all.

Then came Mu Yaoling's voice: "Your Excellency is temporarily unable to control this body, and it will recover after some time of recuperation."

Zhou Mu had no choice but to stay in his body obediently, not wasting any more energy.

These days, he followed Mu Yaoling to practice the techniques in "Golden Judgment Technique", and he has learned a lot, at least he knows how to retract and release spiritual energy.

Mu Yaoling cleared his throat and said, "It's my blessing to be taken care of by the young lord!"

Su Yu rolled his eyes: "There is no need to tell me these polite words!"

After a pause, he asked slowly, "Who are you?"

Mu Yaoling smiled and said: "I have played with you since we were young, we can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, you still don't know who I am?"

"Bah! If you're not upright, who is your childhood sweetheart!" Su Yu spat, his face full of disgust.

Zhou Mu laughed in his body and said, "Look, you have already been influenced by me!"

In the past, Mu Yaoling would never have joked about Su Yu like this.

Because of this sentence, Su Yu became even more skeptical: "You know that I grew up with you, and you shouldn't hide anything from me!"

Mu Yaoling smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I am still me, but there is an extra soul in the body. They have their own consciousness, their own thoughts, and half of the body control!"

When Su Yu heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief, and Mu Yaoling continued, "Don't be surprised. I was also taken aback when I found out on the first day. At first I was repulsed, but after getting along for a while, I found that he didn't care. Malicious, sometimes even helpful, I acquiesced in his use of this body, did not report to the elders, let alone tell the master."

"So that's the case, but he...is the son of the demon king, is there any fraud in this?" Su Yu suddenly became cautious.

When Su Yu mentioned this, Mu Yaoling also felt a little suspicious, and Zhou Mu in his body felt the rejection from another soul, and said helplessly: "I don't know about this, don't worry, it seems that only people who are affected It will turn purple when it is extremely threatened!"

In fact, even if Zhou Mu is the son of the demon king, Mu Yaoling has no way to drive him out. After all, it is not an easy task to separate the soul from the body. If one is not careful, his own life will be involved.

Mu Yaoling thought for a moment, then solemnly said: "If he really is the son of the demon king and helps his father to do evil in the future, then I will not let him go easily. It's not a bad thing for him not to live in my body, at least I can observe him at any time, and his every move cannot escape my eyes!"

Su Yu poured a glass of water and handed it to Mu Yaoling, sighed: "That's fine, but if you can't control him, you must explain the reason to my father and the elders!"

"Of course it will!" Mu Yaoling took the teacup and buried half of his face in the cup, unable to see the expression on his face.

After drinking the water, Su Yu helped Mu Yaoling get out of bed and went to Gu Wanyan's room next door.

The white figure was lying on the bed, his complexion was pale, and there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead. Although he was covered with two layers of quilts, his body was still shaking.

Su Yu gave him some more spiritual power, but it didn't work.

Mu Yaoling shook his head slightly and said: "No, Master's cultivation level is higher than yours. To him, your spiritual power is just the tip of the iceberg."

"I know, but there is no other way at the moment!" Su Yu said with a sullen face.

"The "Golden Judgment Technique" records a plant called Pengyu Xianzhi, which can cure all diseases and heal all wounds. Ordinary people who eat it can prolong their lifespan, and those who practice Taoism can increase their cultivation by three times! "Mu Yaoling looked at Gu Wanyan on the bed, and said slowly.

Su Yu sighed and said: "I saw it in an ancient book in the Library Pavilion of Yuheng Palace. This grass grows on Penglai Immortal Island and is guarded by nine-headed dragons. Not to mention whether your cultivation can surpass it. , the ancient book is an ancient book after all, and the descendants have never seen it, so they don't know if it is true or not..."

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will never let it go!"

Seeing Mu Yaoling with a firm face, Su Yu didn't persuade him much, and he didn't want to lose an elder in the fairy palace.