After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Su Heng and Wen Dajiang belonged to the same sect. They were both in their teens when they became teachers. They ate and lived together, and their friendship was different from others.

There is no gray hair in Xianmen for a hundred years. Unexpectedly, the short reunion will not last for a hundred years, and the childhood playmates of the past have left forever.

Su Heng cried sadly, and Ying Luo and other senior brothers and sisters also wept.

Wei Qing grew up in Shangzhi Palace, and Wen Dajiang was a kind person, how could he not be sad when he died suddenly?

But he also knew that this was the Demon Realm, and the anti-demon pills that everyone took would wear off soon, and there would be greater danger if they stayed any longer.

He pretended to be relaxed and walked forward, patted Su Heng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Su is gone."

Tears couldn't be held back and wet the eyes.

He looked again at the place where Wen Dajiang died in battle, where there was a slope of dust, he bowed silently, and walked forward through the gray battlefield.

Everyone followed Wei Qing and bowed unconsciously, and when they saw him leave, they all followed behind him.

Su Heng was injured, and because he was too sad, finally, under Yingluo's persuasion, he left the Sunset Valley together in the same flying machine.

Although the mission was completed this time, a fellow sect died, which is a shame for Ziyunzong.

Ziyunzong was shocked and determined to find out the reason. Meng Xuanzhen was afraid of another accident, so he ordered Wei Qing's training to stop urgently.

After Wei Qing came back from Sunset Cloud Valley, he felt uneasy all the time.

He was worried about Mo Xuanfang.

It stands to reason that with Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation base, he shouldn't be helpless against the demonic energy in his body, at least he should be able to suppress it. Why has he not been suppressed for more than two years, but the more he cultivates, the more he is in danger of falling into the devil?

Comparing the situation of the mission in Sunset Cloud Valley, and adding the words of Senior Brother He Jiyou, we can basically draw the conclusion that the magic energy is increasing, and if the magic energy is indeed evolving, then it may make sense that the pressure from Mo Xuanfang will become stronger and stronger. .

It's okay if you don't think about it, but when you think about it, Wei Qing is even more worried, and his mind is full of Master.

Unwilling to delay any longer, he found Wang Lusai early the next morning and gave him a few Nine Serenity Pills, but he didn't care about his gratitude and wanted to help him guard the door, but went directly into the Youfu Cave.

Familiar with the road, Wei Qing broke the crystal barrier, and saw Mo Xuanfang lying on the stone couch, as if asleep.

Wei Qing hesitated for a moment, raised his foot and walked over lightly, the person on the collapse did not move, and did not notice his arrival.

When Wei Qing arrived before the collapse, he held his breath and knelt down to look at him. It turned out that under his forbearance, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his brows were also slightly wrinkled, making the peaks of his brows more sharp.

"Master, are you feeling bad?" Wei Qing asked silently in his heart, stroking his brow with his fingers, trying to smooth it out, but he didn't know how to do it.

"Si... Si Ying..." Mo Xuanfang suddenly spat out a few words.

Wei Qing was startled, thinking he was awake, but he just frowned more deeply, his thin lips trembled slightly, Wei Qing couldn't help reaching out his fingers to touch the light red, and then retracted like a fire.

He gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, turned around and left, his heart was not pure, and he didn't know if he would harm his master if he continued like this, who could tell him what to do, who could understand that his heart was being cut like a blunt knife?

The jade hand stretched out from behind pulled him back again.

On the ice-cold stone couch, Wei Qing was pressed down again and couldn't move. He offered the dragon's blood tremblingly.

Master, if you want it, I will give it to you...

After a long time, the purple air in the room rippled, and Wei Qing cruelly tore off the arms surrounding him.

He felt that the time this time was shorter than the previous few times, maybe the magic energy had begun to decrease?He quickly escaped from the cold pool, feeling a little comforted in his heart.

He ordered little Ah Zi to go to see Longzu Ansheng on a detour, Wei Qing wanted to prove his guess was right.

An Sheng took the initiative to show up today. For some reason, he seemed more energetic than the previous two times. After sweeping away the previous downfall, the rotten things nearby were also a little far away from him.

Wei Qing said: "You've figured out that I'm coming today."

An Sheng laughed and said: "Your master is infested by evil energy, if you don't come to see him for a day, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep or eat in peace. Yesterday will come, today will definitely come."

"So you already knew about it." Wei Qing said coldly, "So is the divine punishment you mentioned related to this matter?"

An Sheng didn't answer directly, but asked unhurriedly: "Have you found An Zechuan?"

Wei Qing frowned: "He is not in Heyang City, but I have paid someone to inquire about it, and I will give you an answer as soon as possible."

An Sheng nodded: "You keep your word."

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed, "Wei Siying, you must help me find An Ming. If he is still alive, you can pass on my message and tell him to return to his hometown immediately. If he is no longer here, you can... Just pick up his bones and send them to his house in Heyang City."

"How do you know I can do it?"

"Because I can tell you how to save your master."

"What you said is true?" Wei Qing's voice suddenly rose an octave.

An Sheng said slowly: "Mo Xuanfang changed his fate against the sky. In order to get to the fairyland as soon as possible, he forcibly stripped his mortal roots and stored them in the Ziyun Sect's most treasured bliss magic sky whisk. This is the origin of the divine punishment."

Wei Qing's heart was beating wildly, but on the surface he forced himself to be calm and said: "My master has already ascended to the fairy world, so naturally you can say whatever you want."

An Sheng smiled, ignored Wei Qing, and said to himself: "The mortal root is the desire of mortals, and this root is immortal. Even if you are a Daluo Jinxian, you still have the risk of falling into the devil. Mo Xuanfang thinks very highly of himself, how can we let go of this risk?" In my eyes, I think that if I cultivate to a certain level, I can kill the mortal root and prove the immortal path. It's a pity that one thought will become a fairy, and one thought will become a demon. Even if there is only one breath of selfish desire left in your heart, the mortal root cannot be destroyed."

"Self desire..."

Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat, thinking of all the things he had done with Mo Xuanfang, he felt chest tightness.

But then he shook his head again, impossible, definitely not what he thought.

He frowned, and said impatiently: "You don't need to talk about these, I just ask you how to solve it, what exactly do you want?"

An Sheng glanced at him with interest, suddenly laughed twice, and said, "You do what you promised me first, and everything else is easy to talk about."

Seeing that he refused to speak, Wei Qing could only hold back his anger and said, "It seems that An Zechuan is also very important to you. Why, can he rescue you?"

"Hahaha..." An Sheng laughed so red that his beard and hair trembled. After a long time, he said proudly, "My An Sheng's personal safety is nothing to worry about, but what An Zechuan did is related to the survival of our Dragon Clan. Wei Siying , you keep saying that Mo Xuanfang protects the common people, and also protected my dragon clan, then you should uphold the teacher's will, find An Zechuan for me as soon as possible, and fulfill my old man's last wish."

"Okay, as long as you don't forget what you promised, even if I lose everything, I will definitely help you find An Zechuan."

"Hahaha!"

An Sheng's laughter echoed in the Yourot Cave for a long time, and the rotten things fled in shock.

In this way, Wei Qing traveled to Youfu Cave every day, sending spies abroad to search for An Zechuan's footprints, and it took more than half a month.

On this day, after Wei Qing left, there was a wave of water in the cold pool at the bottom of the cave. Mo Xuanfang finally broke through the entanglement of demon energy with a trace of clarity. Xuantian purple energy enveloped his whole body, filled with spiritual energy, and he slowly opened his star pupils.

Wei Qing returned to Zeyunju with a heavy heart, but saw Ying Luo sitting and waiting for him.

"Senior Sister..." He reluctantly greeted, and collapsed on the chaise longue, he was tired and didn't want to talk any more.

Yingluo looked at him silently for a while, walked over with the food box he brought, and said softly: "Xiaowei, you haven't been to Ruilai Restaurant, the biggest restaurant in Heyang City, have you? I'm going out to do business today. I brought some back for you to try something new."

A table was dragged beside the chaise longue, and Ying Luosu arranged seven or eight dishes of side dishes, all of which were Wei Qing's favorites.

Wei Qing frowned: "Senior Sister, I have no appetite."

"How can you not eat? Look at you, you are much thinner."

Under the lamp, Yingluo put some vegetables in the bowl and handed it to Wei Qing's mouth, "If you are tired, come, senior sister feeds you."

Wei Qing grew up, but Ying Luo's smile was still gentle, Wei Qing pouted and called out: "Senior Sister..." Tears fell down.

"Xiao Wei doesn't cry." Ying Luo patted his head lightly, "If you have anything on your mind, you can tell my senior sister, I... I know everything."

"You know?" Wei Qing sat up suddenly, "What do you know?"

Ying Luo paused, as if he had made a big decision, and said with an uncomfortable expression: "Xiaowei, Senior Brother Wang Lu... he is quite nice. But do you understand, there is a lady in his family, He has a deep relationship with his wife, you are still young, you don't understand these things."

Wei Qing faintly felt that something was wrong: "Senior sister, I can't understand what you are saying."

Ying Luo bit her lower lip until there were tooth marks on her lip, and then said: "I am doing this for your own good. Since you regard me as a sister, I have to say something. You and Senior Brother Wang Lu , you two... you two will not have a good result.

Listen to my senior sister's persuasion, you are still young, and you have not achieved much in cultivation, so it is too early for the matter of Taoist companions.

If you really think about it, when the Ziyun Sect recruits candidates next year, the senior sister will find a young junior sister with both talents and looks for you to accompany you, do you think it would be good? "

"Senior Sister!" Wei Qing laughed until he rolled, "What is your mind full of? Seeing that you are usually gentle and gentle, now that you have been exposed, you are also a layman."

He thought that he went to the Youfu Cave for no reason, and it had already been spread outside. Yingluo was simple-minded, and he might not be able to figure out any other reasons. He knew that he and Wang Lu could only be involved in emotional aspects. Misunderstood.

Ying Luo blushed to the point of her ears. Although she was more than 100 years older than Wei Qing, she was a little girl's house when she went up the mountain. The Xianzong was clean, and she devoted herself to cultivation. open mouth.

At this moment, she swiped and stood up: "Forget it, I don't care about your business, do as you please." She didn't want the food box either, and fled out quickly.

Wei Qing was in such a toss, and his mood became much brighter. After thinking about it, listening to Ying Luo, it seems that there is no taboo between men here...

He picked up a chicken leg and tried to stuff it into his mouth, but the chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and his thoughts flew away again.

It took a long time before he came back to his senses, and he slapped his lips lightly, and the immortal aura left by his fingertips immediately radiated from his lips.

He dropped his chopsticks, buried his head in his arms, and rolled around with a sour smile.

Men and men are fine, but the Daluo Jinxian fell into the devil, and there is no shelter in the Three Realms.