Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Several disciples ran and hid, killing all the way out.The disciples of the Zhaoying Sect also knew that something serious had happened, so they hurried over to check it out. In the chaos, no outsiders broke in. The beast broke free from its shackles, ran rampant in the sect, and even swallowed several disciples in the sect. .When the Buqi Pavilion disciples all ran out, the top of the cave had already cracked, and it was estimated that it would collapse in a short time and turn into ruins.Shang Yue quickly called the two disciples guarding Tie Xiaoquan, put Tie Xiaoquan on his back, and left together with the sword.

A disciple asked, "What happened to the Patriarch?"

Shang Mingqian fell into an indescribable state, lost his mind, in a trance, his hand holding the sword trembled, and almost lost consciousness. He was almost dragged by Shang Yue along the way.

Shang Yue shook her head and said, "I don't know, it just happened suddenly. Let's go back first."

The few disciples didn't say any more, and quickly rose into the air, and flew hundreds of feet away in an instant.The original mountain depression was covered with blood red, screams were heard from afar, the dusk was heavy, and the mountain rain was about to come.

Shang Yue and others returned to the yard of Yuezhou.Seeing Shang Yue and the others coming back, Jiang Fuqing rushed to meet him, but Shang Yue stepped forward and said to Jiang Fuqing: "Madam, please show the Patriarch, what's wrong with him?"

Jiang Fuqing saw that Shang Mingqian was in a trance, his palms trembling unconsciously, and felt that he had PTSD again, so he quickly took his hand, asked him to sit in the yard, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to his hand.Shang Mingqian seemed to have a moment of clarity, came back to his senses, and said: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry, go down and rest."

Shang Yue stood beside him for a while, he had never seen Shang Mingqian like this before, and he was very worried.Jiang Fuqing asked Shang Yue, "What happened to you? Since when did something wrong with him start?"

Shang Yue thought about it for a while, and said, "Oh, it was after that beast came out."

"What does that beast look like?"

Shang Yue said: "Like a dragon, red, with two heads, and a pair of white wings."

"Red moth." Jiang Fuqing said in a deep voice.

Shang Yue recounted the previous incident in detail, and said: "Red moth? It turned out to be a red moth. That photoshoot sect specializes in raising ferocious beasts and feeding them with living people. Besides the red moth, there are also That demon tree. It's really heinous!" Jiang Fuqing frowned after hearing this, no wonder Shang Mingqian became like this, this is completely letting Shang Mingqian go through the sacrificial process of the year again, even the beasts he sacrificed were all same kind.

Jiang Fuqing sighed, seeing that Shang Yue and others were also injured to varying degrees, so he called Liu Bu'an to bandage and treat them together.Liu Bu'an was worrying about something. In the past few days, she didn't leave the house, like a lady in a boudoir. Jiang Fuqing was afraid that he would get sick, so she found something for him to do.

Although Liu Bu'an is not in good spirits, but he is familiar with his hands, he knows how to bandage with his eyes closed, and he knows what medicine to prescribe just by looking at a patient, so he is quite methodical.Several disciples were also very surprised, and lamented that they did not see such miraculous medical skills from his delicious and lazy work in the past, he really did not show his face.Liu Bu'an yawned while bandaging, and occasionally glanced at the door once or twice, as if he was afraid of something.

Shang Mingqian has fully recovered. It seems that a phantom appeared just now. It seems that it is also an altar. He cut open his palm and sacrificed blood to the fierce beast Red Moth.He frowned, but still couldn't remember.He also felt that he made a mistake in command just now, missed the opportunity to kill that fierce beast, and didn't know what trouble was going to happen, so he regretted and blamed himself.

After all the injuries were dealt with, Jiang Fuqing walked over, put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "It's okay, it's just that you were scared by it when you were a child. So it's just a habitual fear."

Shang Mingqian muttered to himself, frowning, "When I was young..."

Jiang Fuqing sat down, held his hand, and said, "It was a long time ago. But you have grown up now, with boundless magic power and supreme cultivation. You don't have to be afraid of it anymore. It can no longer be the same as before bullied you."

Shang Mingqian can't remember what happened when he was a child, but he doesn't know why Jiang Fuqing knows.It should be the red personality who told him.So Shang Mingqian didn't ask.

That night, Shang Mingqian had a dream. He dreamed that he was in pitch darkness and there was no light around him.At this time, the phantom of the red moth appeared in the dream, very huge, covering the sky above him, and red flames flew out of its mouth, like fireworks blooming in the air.

He was very frightened at first, and could hardly move. He just raised his head and looked up at it, watching it galloping and circling in the air, making a deafening and piercing cry.Shang Mingqian felt that the cry was so loud that it almost pierced his eardrums, so he had to cover his ears, and then his feet became weak, so he had to squat on the ground and close his eyes, not wanting to look.

Just don't look at it.

As long as you don't look at it, it doesn't exist.

he said to himself.

But the cry of the red moth was still echoing, even louder, exploding in his ears.He could feel the sound of its wings flapping, as well as the sharp wind and waves.It was getting closer, closer... and in a moment it would open its mouth and swallow him, chewing him finely.Shang Mingqian panted heavily, tears overflowed from his eyes, and his back trembled slightly.

At this time, he heard the footsteps of another person coming from a distance.

"Useless thing, what are you afraid of? What's so scary about it? Just kill it." The man said.

Shang Mingqian raised his head and found a blazing flame in the distance, a man in red slowly walked out from the flame, the flame formed his body, and then his body gradually solidified, showing a delicate contour.He came towards him.Shang Mingqian recognized him, he was himself.

red self.

The red Shang Mingqian looked unrestrained, not afraid of the red moth with its teeth and claws on that day, standing upright, looking at it from a distance, red scales with flames sprouted from his wrists, gradually covering his entire hands , and finally gave birth to sharp claws on the fingertips.He soared into the air, fearlessly hitting the phantom of the red moth in the air, and in an instant, the dark sky was dyed with countless bright red lines.Red Moth wailed in pain a few more times, as if he had been injured.

Shang Mingqian, who was underground, lowered his head and saw that his white clothes gradually shone brightly, and in an instant, the pitch-black space became white, like a piece of white rice paper.And the figure of the red moth appeared.It turned out that the red moth's body was so small, about the size of a sparrow.It was only under the influence of the light that the phantom appeared so large and terrifying.

The white Shang Mingqian suddenly realized that the shadow that enveloped him turned out to be such an unreliable thing.So he picked up the sword and slashed at the red moth, and the red moth disappeared in an instant.

Shang Mingqian woke up and sat up.