Master is also running away from marriage today

When Zhihe reached Qingbo Peak, Mu Ling was in meditation.

Not long after Mu Ling reached the stage of transforming spirits, she was self-aware, knowing that it would be difficult for her cultivation to rise to a higher level in a short period of time, and entering meditation was only to consolidate her cultivation and broaden her spiritual realm.

The cultivator's spiritual palace is a small world of its own, closely related to the master's cultivation and state of mind.Mu Ling's spiritual mansion was originally a wasteland surrounded by black mist. Since entering the stage of transforming gods, a small spring of divine light has grown in Mu Ling's originally barren spiritual mansion, and the land has gradually grown flowers and trees. The range also faded a lot.

Mu Ling thought about not being able to advance in the past few years anyway, so she planned to make her Lingfu bigger and cultivate an acre of beautiful flower fields.

At the same time, Mu Ling's Lingfu is currently unable to accommodate all magic weapons and utensils containing the power of spells. It can only store some dead things that are very important to Mu Ling, such as half of "Tianling Sword Art", such as Mu A pamphlet written by Lingmo about the plot of the original novel.

At this time, there was another booklet in Mu Ling's spiritual mansion, and on the cover of the booklet were written a few large characters like flying dragons and phoenixes - "Record of the Growth of a Genius Girl".

This genius girl naturally refers to Lin Qingge.

Most of the cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals come from the nobles and gentry, unlike the poor children who may not get a spiritual root test once in their lifetime, the new disciples of these noble families have their spiritual roots tested as soon as they are born. The spiritual root will gather the best resources of the entire family to cultivate, and when these children enter the fairy gate as adults and have achieved achievements, they will feed back to the family, forming a shining industrial chain.

This kind of family has always been willing to spend money on raising their children, and when Lin Qingge became the No. 1 in the fairy world, Mu Ling had almost expected the scene of being a bustling crowd at that time.

Mu Ling didn't plan to deal with all kinds of families who came to ask for child-rearing books, so she made a plan now, and compiled her experience in cultivating young apprentices into a book, and when Lin Qingge became famous, she would directly print and sell them. The share of the book will make him very rich!

"Little apprentice only ate three flower rolls today. Her taste has always been bland, and even sweet and sour pork ribs can't tempt her. I guess she is focusing on building foundations and not eating grains. This little apprentice is also very serious about things, and wakes up every day. He is earlier than chickens and sleeps later than dogs, so it’s hard to look radiant every day without a trace of fatigue..."

After writing for a while, Mu Ling realized that she was once again focusing on writing about the merits of the little apprentice, and did not highlight her parenting experience at all. In order to show her sincerity, she racked her brains for a while, and Mu Ling guiltyly wrote The snacks scattered around took back the Qiankun bag, and wrote a few more lines in the notebook——

"The apprentice is too diligent. The teacher is afraid that his wisdom will hurt him. He worries about not being able to sleep all day long, so he has to keep an eye on him every day. From time to time, he gives him beautiful clothes to distract his energy. He looks for snacks to give him to strengthen his physique, and urges him to replenish his body." Sleep and don't indulge in sword practice all day long..."

While writing, Mu Ling always felt that something was wrong, and was about to modify it, when suddenly there were a few urgent calls from outside: "Master Mu, something is wrong—"

Zhihe's voice has always been calm and unhurried, it is rarely so hurried...

Mu Ling felt a 'thump' in her heart, and with a flick of the pen in her hand, a long line was cut across the notebook——

When Lin Qingge woke up, he found himself in a pitch-black canyon.

The canyon was pitch black on all sides, like a huge box under a heavy cover, the sky was so gloomy that one could hardly breathe, with the flickering phosphorous fire, one could clearly see an invisible cemetery in front of one's eyes, surrounded by thick blood The smell, the corpses of all kinds of grotesque beasts were scattered all over the ground.

Lin Qingge found that under his feet was an excavated tomb. On the tombstone were written the words "Tomb of the Dead Husband Yan Rufeng". However, there was no corpse in the coffin that was opened, only a small white jade box.

There is something faintly glowing in the middle of the small white jade box...

It should be "she" who brought me to this place, right? What does 'she' want to do?

A picture suddenly popped up in Lin Qingge's mind: 'I' went down the Qingbo Peak, deliberately concealing my strength and angering Su Yue, Su Yue was really fooled, knocked 'I' unconscious as originally planned, and threw it into the back mountain——

Lin Qingge clenched his lower lip, and his eyes fell on a black tower in the middle of the cemetery. He remembered what the little animals had said about the back mountain. Don’t dare to trespass, there is a black tower in the middle of the cemetery, and there is a peerless sword hidden in the black tower. Everyone says that this sword has lost its spirituality, but they don’t know that it is just sleeping..." Then, I understood myself situation.

The body hurts badly, as if the joints have been knocked off inch by inch. This is a symptom of exhaustion. It is exactly the same as the last time "she" helped herself solve her troubles in the middle of the night and made those female disciples who were brought into the woods by her lose their memory.

At that time, Lin Qingge was afraid that his revenge would fail and he would die at the hands of the evil cultivators in the Donglin Tunnel. He happened to overhear the news that these four girls were going to enter the Immortal Gate, so he planned to lure them into the Donglin to be arrested by the monks in the tunnel. Even if he died, the masters of the four girls would follow the clues to find them and kill the evil cultivators in the tunnel!

Lin Qingge didn't expect that Mu Ling would be the one he lured here, and Mu Ling would bring him back to Qingbo Peak, allowing him to live a life that he never even imagined before...

Will Mu Ling still come to find her?

Thinking of what the animals said about the cemetery that "there is no return", Lin Qingge pursed his lips, suddenly he didn't want to think about this issue, and forced himself to focus on the scene in front of him——

What does "she" want to do when she brings herself to Houshan?

Lin Qingge cast his gaze on the white jade box in the center of the coffin.

Inside the white jade box was a snow-white lotus seed exuding a strange fragrance. Lin Qingge picked up the lotus seed inside the white jade box and put it in his mouth...

The lotus seeds melt in the mouth.

Almost as soon as the lotus seeds entered the mouth, Lin Qingge's mind seemed to have suddenly opened some kind of barrier, and countless pictures spewed out in a 'crash':

The girl who was afraid of the dark huddled under the shrine of the ruined temple, and an old man in ragged clothes came back on a snowy night. The old man watched the girl gnawing on the hard steamed buns, and tremblingly took out a red-headed rope from his arms and tied it on the girl's head. He patted the girl's head affectionately: "Be good, grandpa will save money to buy new clothes for the baby—"

However, the girl did not wait for new clothes.

Because the girl was fighting for food with the vicious dog raised by the tyrant, the tyrant killed the girl's dependent grandfather, leaving the girl to linger in the mud——

People on the road came and went, but no one dared to lend a helping hand to the girl.There was a stench of earthy smell at the end of the nose, the red rope was stepped into the earth and faded, the rain was pouring down, and there was a frenzied, nearly destructive hatred in my mind... probably God finally Hearing her prayer, a pale hand stretched out from the rain: "Want to take revenge?"

Then there are tens of thousands of people in the underground palace fighting for their lives. When the woman she saved stabbed her chest and abdomen with a knife, the girl tremblingly picked up the knife and killed the first person in her life. He became the only survivor among ten thousand people, and also became a notorious knife in the hands of the devil;

Then, the girl expressionlessly slaughtered the whole family of the gentry who killed her grandfather and the family of immortals that the gentry was attached to, only to discover that the family of the gentry was actually connected to the demon clan behind the scenes. After searching layer by layer, the girl found out that she really killed her grandfather. It is the devil, and everything is the devil's means to lure her into the devil.

The way of heaven is not fair, in the eyes of these so-called superiors and cultivators, Grandpa's life is like a dead leaf falling from a tree, which is crushed into dust...

Later, the girl failed to assassinate the Demon King, escaped from the Demon Palace after narrowly escaped death, and encountered two exercises in a secret place——

A copy of "Tian Canjue" has the ability to reshape the meridians. The cultivation process is extremely dangerous. It can bring powerful power to the practitioner, but it will make the practitioner more bloody, indifferent and violent, and deny their relatives. Difficult to practice...

The other book is called "Tianling Sword Art", which is a famous sword art of the immortal family.

The girl chose the first book without hesitation. In fact, she had no other choice at that time.

The world has never been kind to her, she has been covered in blood and smelly, she is struggling and rolling in the swamp of the world of mortals, unwilling to start all over again, and does not bother to start all over again.

The way of heaven is unfair, so she defied the sky!

In the end, the girl got her wish and killed the devil.

She has become the new head of the devil, hiding her body in a mask and a large red robe, no one knows her origin and past, she is crazy and bloody, without any scruples, she is a real madman in the world.

……

These are "her" memories, right?

Lin Qingge closed his eyes to cover up the shock in his heart.

The name of the devil king Yan Qi can stop a three-year-old child from crying at night. Lin Qingge has naturally heard of Yan Qi's reputation, but he never thought that the "she" in his body was actually Yan Qi. !

'She' did everything possible to bring herself here to get this lotus seed——

After taking the lotus seed, Lin Qingge clearly felt the presence of 'her' in his body stronger, but the pain in his body became more intense...

Is she Yan Qi?

If it was Yan Qi, why did she turn into such a weak appearance? What does this have to do with this lotus seed...

However, according to the previous experience, it will take a long time for that 'she' to appear again after being exhausted once.

Lin Qingge stood still while supporting the tombstone, howling sounded one after another, the strong bloody smell of the animals killed by "her" attracted wild wolves, accompanied by rustling noises, dozens of pairs of green eyes surrounded Around the cemetery.

Lin Qingge tried to communicate with these wild wolves, but he didn't expect that these wild wolves had red eyes and would not obey Lin Qingge's orders...

Lin Qingge was physically exhausted, and was pressed by the wolves, so he could only retreat in a hurry. Before he knew it, he retreated to the black tower in the center of the cemetery, and the wolves also forced him...

The wolf head jumped high and bit Lin Qingge's throat——

Lin Qingge recalled the experience of Yan Qi being thrown into the snake den by the former demon king in his memory: Yan Qi at that time had no cultivation level, and was bitten so that there was no good meat all over her body——

I!Life!Depend on!I!

Lin Qingge gritted his teeth, staring at the wild wolf, a monstrous hostility surged in his chest!

In the light of the calcium carbide flames, a ray of veil suddenly struck, vigorously pushing the wolf aside——

"Little Qing Song!"

Lin Qingge's pupils shrank, and when he saw that figure who thought he would never appear, he stepped forward anxiously!

Behind him are dots of flickering phosphorous fire, and under his feet are beasts flying with flesh and blood. Among the messy tombstones, under the dark clouds, and in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, Mu Ling doesn't seem to hesitate at all, like a butterfly flying into the flames. Abandoned this rumored cemetery of "no entry but no exit"...

My heart seemed to have been hit by something, and suddenly it was sore and swollen, and my mind, which was filled with hostility, slowly regained clarity.

"Master," Lin Qingge heard himself yelling, and before he could react, this little monster Donglin Xiexiu once said would never cry felt a cold liquid flow down the corner of his eyes: "You come here Already!"

"Fortunately, you're here!"