Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan couldn't calm down anymore, he was surprised that Zhuang Li really did it, it was obviously just a snack, but Zhuang Li seemed to care about it, he felt distressed and slightly worried about Zhuang Li.

He felt sorry for this fool who cared so much about a snack, and he could almost guess the reason for it, and he was also worried that Zhuang Li would do things without considering the consequences.

As soon as this kid becomes irritable, he doesn't care about anything. It seems that he should watch carefully in the future.

He took a few steps forward and pushed the sword in Zhuang Li's hand aside, his voice softened, "Brother Dim Sum will buy it for you later, please calm down first."

Zhuang Li stood still holding the sword, his body froze for a moment, his eyes were dark.

Song Minhuan randomly took out a talisman. The runes on the talisman were black, and the blue flames on it flew to the man on the ground.

The man on the ground felt tearing pain all over his body, and he screamed in an instant, with bulging veins on his forehead, he rolled on the spot in pain, and soon broke out in cold sweat.

"I don't dare anymore... Please, please forgive me this time."

He thought he was going to die, and he curled up into a ball in fear, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

These ordinary people are nothing more than ants to the cultivators. If they offend the cultivators, they can only beg for mercy. How can they resist?

Song Minhuan saw that the man on the ground was in so much pain that he couldn't stand it, so he withdrew the spell, and said to him: "There is a formation in this spell, if you steal again in the future, it will trigger the formation and explode yourself to death. "

He took out another bag of spirit stones from the storage bag. It was the lowest-grade spirit stone, but it was enough for ordinary people to live for a while.

"Find a job in the future and live a good life."

The man on the ground didn't realize it at all, and was stunned for a while, thinking he was dreaming, but after realizing it, he was still a little unbelievable, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Song Minhuan several times.

"You don't have to be like this... get up quickly," Song Minhuan said indifferently, not used to others kneeling in front of him, "If you want to apologize, you are also apologizing to my junior brother."

The man kneeling on the ground kowtowed several times to Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li didn't speak at the side, and fell silent after Song Minhuan came over.His back was slightly tensed, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart.

Will Brother Cheap be the same as those people before... Seeing his true colors, will he be afraid that he will hate him?

Do you think it's his fault?I find him cruel and inhumane.

He was indeed like this, so everyone said he was a white-eyed wolf, and everyone hated him.

Zhuang Li lowered his eyes, and his eyes became cold a little bit.

After the man left, Song Minhuan turned to look at Zhuang Li, and asked, "Do you know why I stopped you just now?"

Zhuang Li held the sword and did not speak, his breath was indifferent and cold.

Song Minhuan lowered his tone, "Why do we cultivate immortals? At the beginning of cultivating immortals, we wanted to make ourselves stronger. As a strong person, we have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the weak."

The red lotus jade buckle flickered slightly, Shen Yingxue was a little surprised to hear it, it is really... rare for this young man to have such awareness at such a young age.

Song Minhuan pinched Zhuang Li's wrist and found several crescent moon marks in Zhuang Li's left palm, some of which were still stained with blood. He used magic to help Zhuang Li stop the bleeding.

"To them, you are strong, so you have to protect them. Although they made mistakes, they are not unforgivable."

"Senior Brother Dim Sum will buy it for you again. If you want it, Senior Brother can buy it for you every day. You can punish him, but don't kill people lightly...don't kill yourself."

"Fortunately, I'm here today. If someone else reported this matter to the elder, I'm afraid it would be difficult to explain clearly."

"Don't do things that cost you money for someone who isn't worth it."

Their disciples of cultivating immortals are not allowed to hurt the lives of mortals at will. If they are discovered, they will be punished at least, or expelled from the sect at worst.

Song Minhuan let go of his hand, "Isn't senior brother going to get angry again after saying a few words to you? I am your senior brother. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't bother to care about others."

Zhuang Li stared at the wound on his palm, moved his fingers, and blood flowed out again, which hurt very much.

"I'm not a nice guy," he said.

"What nonsense?" Song Minhuan patted the back of Zhuang Li's head, not paying attention, "Before in the training ground, you helped a disciple deal with the beast, and I saw it clearly. You also helped Meng Qi deal with the disciple of Lianhuafeng , and helped children weave straw ropes in Libei."

"Senior brother knows that Xiao Zhuang is either so indifferent on the outside, or he is impulsive in doing things, and he doesn't care about anything when he gets angry. It's okay, let's change slowly from now on."

In the training ground, I wanted to kill that disciple, but I was unlucky and the disciple ran away and got entangled by wild animals. I wanted Lianhuafeng and Meng Qi to fight, but all the disciples of Lianhuafeng were vying to fight with him. Hands-on, weaving straw ropes in Libei just to put bugs in it to scare children.

Zhuang Li: "..." He didn't know that this person had misunderstood so much.

Song Minhuan patted Zhuang Li on the shoulder, "If there is anything in the future, don't hold it alone, you can tell your brother. Not only me, Master, Meng Qi, but also the elders in the peak, we will all believe in you."

"Tell us, and we will help you get justice."

Zhuang Li on the side didn't speak, he was not likable since he was a child, people who are malicious towards him will always be unlucky, over time people say he is a plague god, he didn't stay in any place for a long time.

Many people hate him, and Meng Qi also hates him. He is very sensitive to people's emotions and can clearly feel other people's likes and dislikes towards him.

Only the person in front of him, although he often told him the principles of being a good man, would immediately step forward and stand in front of him whenever something happened.

Hard-spoken and soft-hearted, long-winded and troublesome, he likes to consider others and cause trouble for himself when dealing with things.But this person is sincere to him... I don't know how long this sincerity can last.

After all, he himself is rotten at the root.

Zhuang Li concealed the emotions in his eyes one by one, and continued to listen to the young man next to him chatting with him. He didn't respond, and the young man could convince himself that he understood everything.

Obviously he didn't listen to a word.

Song Minhuan originally treated Zhuang Li as an ordinary male lead, and wanted to change him only to change the ending.Now that he has been with Zhuang Li for a long time, he is soft-hearted and protective, and he really wants to make Zhuang Li change and become more patient.

The ending still needs to be changed, but he also wants Zhuang Li to become better and better.

"I've said so much, have you listened?"

"Xiaozhuang?" Song Minhuan poked him again.

Zhuang Li moved his fingertips slightly, glanced at the fingertips that Senior Brother Xie retracted, and said calmly, "I heard, you can't kill people casually in the future."

Then he asked, "Is that talisman fake?"

Song Minhuan: "It's not fake, it's a safe exorcism talisman, it should be able to help him."

However, it is a lie to say that stealing things will cause the body to explode and die. It is just to make that person stop stealing things in the future.

On their way back, Song Minhuan went to the dim sum shop to buy some refreshments for Zhuang Li, passed by the jewelry shop, and bought a pair of sword buckles for Zhuang Li.

The silver sword buckle was attached to the scabbard, and characters could be engraved on it. Song Minhuan asked the boss to engrave four characters on it.

: Zhuang Li, calm down

Zhuang Li was a little speechless after reading these four words, but he didn't say anything, he accepted it honestly, and rubbed the buckle of his sword for a long time on the way.

They went back to the restaurant, Meng Qi was still waiting on the second floor, the food on the table was cold.

"What are you two doing, drinking flower wine secretly? Don't take me with you, let me wait here for a long time."

Song Min laughed and said, "I've encountered some small troubles. Xiao Zhuang's things were stolen just now, and he went to catch the thief."

"Oh, caught it afterwards?"

"Of course I caught it, Xiao Zhuang is so powerful."

Meng Qi glanced at Zhuang Li, poured three glasses of wine and did not speak.

The three of them ate and drank in the restaurant, had a good lunch, and then wandered around the city of Shangzhang for more than an hour, and returned to Wujingmen Temple before dinner.

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Song Minhuan arrived at the gate of Shen Yingxue's courtyard, only now did he remember what Shen Yingxue had told him not to run around, and he felt a little guilty.

But Shen Yingxue shouldn't know, so he just pretended not to know.

He knocked on the door, and there was a "Come in" from inside.

"Going out today?" Shen Yingxue heard the movement, put down the book, and asked casually.

Song Minhuan: "..." Why is Shen Yingxue so well-informed? Was it the monk in the monastery who sued her?

He thought for a while, lowered his head and admitted: "The disciple forgot what Master said the day before yesterday, and the three of us went out together today."

If she took the initiative to admit her mistakes, maybe Shen Yingxue could forgive them and not pursue their mistakes.

"It turns out that you are not the only one who went out alone." Shen Yingxue nodded, "If so, the three of you will be punished together when you go back.

Song Minhuan: "..."

"Master, this disciple realizes his mistake, can we forget it this time? If not... just fine me one."

Nothing happened to them, and Meng Qi and Zhuang Li were also implicated.

Shen Yingxue didn't say yes or no, she stood up and said, "Follow me in first."

He was still thinking about how to intercede on the way, and followed Shen Yingxue to the backyard, which was connected to a cave, and the stone wall was covered with inscribed scriptures, with dripping water dripping from it.In the middle of the ground is a milk-white spiritual spring, which still looks like it is steaming.

This should be the Jingling Pond that Shen Yingxue mentioned.

"Take off your robe."

Song Minhuan didn't hesitate when he heard the words, he took off his robe and put it on the boulder beside him.

Regarding Wujing's matter of his fate, he felt that the calculation was not wrong. His own identity was the fate of cannon fodder, and whether he could survive in the future mainly depended on Zhuang Li.

He can't tell Shen Yingxue about this at the moment, and he is also very moved by Shen Yingxue's desire to help him, so he naturally obeys.

Three thousand black hair scattered around his body, the white undershirt set off his skin better than the snow, his red lips were bright red, and a pair of autumn eyes reflected the surface of the spring water, with a little curiosity inside.

Song Minhuan tested the temperature of the spring water, with Shen Yingxue watching beside him, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, touched it lightly, and then stepped into the pool.

As soon as his toes touched the ground deep in the pool, there was a sudden sharp pain in his skin, and he almost failed to stand still.

Shen Yingxue said from the side: "This is Jinglingchi checking your body, the process will hurt a little, bear with it."

Is this just a little pain?Song Minhuan once again had admiration for Shen Yingxue, his face turned pale, and a layer of cold sweat soon appeared on his forehead.

"Master, how long... will it end?"

Shen Yingxue said coldly: "When Fang entered the pool, he thought it was over?"

Song Minhuan was in the pool from the collarbone down, and he felt like thin, sharp silver needles pierced his bone marrow from the skin all over his body, causing him to gasp in pain.

He has never experienced this kind of pain before, and he has a physical foundation in his daily practice, so it is not very difficult.This pain is far more than ten times or a hundred times that of being tortured in normal times.

Song Minhuan stood in the pool with difficulty, and there was no pain in his body. The water in the pool seemed to be scrambling to get into his body, as if to swallow him whole.

He pressed his fingertips to the edge of the pool, his thin underwear was completely soaked, his face looked a little embarrassed, and within a quarter of an hour, he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Master..."

At first he could bear the pain, his fingertips trembled a little, his face was completely pale, his lower lip was bitten with blood, the pain could not be reduced by half.

The spring water turned into a sharp blade, penetrating into his blood and his internal organs, like a blunt knife sharpening his soft internal organs, causing all his internal organs to become tangled in pain.

Not only that, Song Minhuan focused on these pains, and soon found that his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

In a daze, his whole body sank into the spring water, his mouth and nose were filled with water, he coughed so much, the feeling of suffocation and pain spread together, as if he was about to die in the next moment.

I don't know how long it took, Song Minhuan's will was a little depressed, and he had the illusion that he would die of pain in this pure spirit spring.

No wonder the most serious punishment in the division is to be sent to the Wujing Gate for punishment. If one wants to come here, the food is difficult, and one soak in the Lingquan can kill half of one's life. I am afraid that few people can stay here.

He also admired the monks here...but he wasn't very worried, Shen Yingxue would definitely not leave him alone.

Thinking like this, a soft sigh came from the side.

With a "crash", another figure also entered the spring.Just the feeling of the breath around Shen Yingxue instantly reduced the pain in his body by a few points.

Song Minhuan was like a fish thirsty for spring water, subconsciously approaching Shen Yingxue.However, his body was still soaked by the spring water, and he gradually lost all strength while walking, and fell into Shen Yingxue's arms as soon as his legs softened.

The pool water swayed and splashed, and he bumped into his warm body.

The pain dissipated in an instant, Song Minhuan breathed a sigh of relief, he smelled the pleasant fragrance of Shen Yingxue's body in front of his nose, and the ink scattered into the pool water.

He raised his eyes and met Shen Yingxue's.

They were a pair of very beautiful eyes, with upward curves, long and curled eyelashes, and the eyeballs were as thick and black as ink, with a bit of aggression hidden in their gentleness.

Shen Yingxue looked down at him, grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Song Minhuan, who taught you to throw yourself into your arms like this?"