After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Wei Qing didn't know what mechanism had been touched, so he hurriedly called little Ah Zi to come out and put on the invisibility cloak.

As soon as he hid his figure, he saw white smoke quickly covering the space in front of him, and there were vague shadows inside, unexpectedly, the phantoms of hundreds of immortal sects of Ziyun sect appeared one after another.

They are like a dream, but they are real, whispering to each other as if they are discussing something.Suddenly, one of the Xianzong called Yuan Huazi nodded to the others and said, "He's here."

Wei Qing was taken aback for a moment, thinking that someone was really coming, but Mo Xuanfang's figure walked out of the void.Like everyone else, he is also a floating and illusory figure.

Seeing Mo Xuanfang, Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat, hiding in the invisibility cloak, his eyes only followed Mo Xuanfang.

Just listen to Yuan Huazi said: "Xuanfang, you just got out of the dust whisk and offered sacrifices to the altar of Fatian, why?"

Mo Xuanfang stood tall and tall, cupped his hands and bowed deeply, and said loudly: "To save one person."

Hearing the word "Fuchen", Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat, but seeing Yuan Huazi's complexion also changed, he said: "But the child named Wei Qing? You know him well... you know the magic dragon is alive, but you use Daluo The golden body protects him, but as a teacher, I really don't understand."

Demon... dragon... now... world...

As soon as these words came out, Wei Qing trembled uncontrollably like five thunderbolts.

He remembered, all the lost memories stretched out the claws from the dark box, tearing the world to pieces.

The heaven of bliss and fantasy, the sky of desire and the sea of ​​evil, and the heart of Hualong gnawing at the bones, the dusty past rushed into my heart like a violent storm.

It turned out that Master already knew everything.

In a trance, Wei Qing had already listened to the conversation back then, and only now did he realize that Mo Xuanfang accepted him as a disciple in order to lead himself into the right path.

Unexpectedly, the events of the past were stored in this formation, Wei Qing did not know what mechanism he entered by mistake, and unintentionally opened up this past event.

He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, obviously full of bitterness, but because there was a Mo Xuan Fang in the bitterness, countless sweetness came out.

White smoke wandered in front of his eyes, and the immortal sects went back and forth. Wei Qing found that the formation was still being performed, and the stored past seemed to pass by like a fleeting moment.

The time was compressed and shortened in the formation, and the immortal sects went back and forth several times, speaking words that Wei Qing could not understand. During this period, Mo Xuanfang came again twice.

Once, Mo Xuanfang judged fate at night, and he led Wei Qing into the secluded rot cave to save Lu Fan.Because it involves changing fate against the sky, Xianzong needs to agree to it, so as not to affect Ziyunzong's luck.

Wei Qing remembered that after that time, there was no quarrel between him and Lu Fan.Although there are not many deep friendships, they can barely be a pair of ordinary classmates.

The last time Mo Xuanfang opened the altar was because Wei Qing had grown up and accepted the Dragon Emperor's blood curse.

Wei Qing calculated and found that it was the day before Master planned to take him on a trip.

In the white smoke, Mo Xuanfang's immortal face was stern, and he said with a solemn expression: "Xuanfang has disappointed all the immortal sects. Now that Hongying's blood curse has been fulfilled, my demon roots are deep, and it will be difficult to return to heaven. God's will, I have decided to open the Juexian Tianzhen, fulfill the oath of the year."

There was an instant silence in the circle.

Wei Qing's clenched fists were trembling slightly, there was a record in the Records of the Shushitang, if Mo Xuanfang died for him, he would not live alone.

Yuan Huazi said: "Xuanfang, in the past ten years, as a teacher and other immortal sects, you have also deduced the fate of heaven, your life and death are related to the strength of immortals and demons, and even more related to the survival of Ziyun sect.

As a teacher, I also know that you are deeply trapped in the suffering of the demon realm. Now, there is a method that can relieve the demon energy in your body and cut off your mortal roots forever. This is a great opportunity for you. "

Mo Xuanfang frowned slightly: "How about this method?"

Yuan Huazi turned his hands behind his back and said, "Sacrificing Wei Siying's heart and soul to the magic circle can resolve this catastrophe."

Mo Xuanfang took two steps back: "Master, why did you say that?"

Yuan Huazi suddenly sternly said: "Wei Siying is the root of the blood curse, and also the source of the scourge of mortal roots. You are destined to have this calamity. But if you overcome this calamity, your journey to immortality will be open from now on, without any obstacles .

Xuanfang, one thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a demon. As a teacher, I entrusted Ziyun Sect to you in the past to protect the common people. Now you should kill disciples to prove the way. In the future, you may be able to ascend the throne of the Sanqing and witness the glory of the Dao. "

Mo Xuanfang staggered for a while, his figure floated, but he remained silent.

Wei Qing was heartbroken when he heard that, he scolded Yuan Huazi countless times in his heart, and focused on Mo Xuanfang, begging him not to agree.

But the white smoke gradually dissipated, and the sealed past came to an abrupt end here. The soul-calling flags were hunting and flying in the daylight, and there was no sound around, only bursts of energy surged as if echoing the flowing clouds in the sky.

"Master..."

Wei Qing curled up and sobbed.

It turns out that this Fengshan Great Formation is the Absolute Immortal Formation, do you really want to take me to the formation?I don't believe it, I don't believe it.

Wei Qing pulled off the invisibility cloak, stood up and said, "Little Ah Zi, quickly take me to find Master, whether he is in the Youfu Cave or the Gate of Hell, I will find him."

Relying on the imprint left by little Ah Zi before, Wei Qing quickly went down the mountain and left the magic circle, and returned to Ziyun Palace from the fork. He planned to go back to have a look first, and then go to Youfu Cave.

Breaking through the barrier of Ziyun Palace all the way, Wei Qing came to Mo Xuanfang's bedroom, unexpectedly, Mo Xuanfang was actually meditating on the collapsed bed.

Hearing the noise, Mo Xuanfang opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and there was nothing abnormal.

Wei Qing hesitated whether to go forward, but Mo Xuanfang said: "Si Ying, you are here." His voice was soft, Wei Qing couldn't help but walked over and sat down next to him.

Mo Xuanfang said: "Si Ying, why are you crying?"

Wei Qing said angrily: "Master, let me ask you, you have been giving me a kind of elixir for so many years. I saw it in the alchemy department last time. It is Wen Qing elixir, right?"

Mo Xuanfang was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "It's Wen Qingdan."

Wei Qing stared at him closely and said, "You have always opposed Mu Dan, and the sect also strictly forbids Mu Dan, but you gave your disciple Wen Qing Dan for ten years, why?"

Mo Xuanfang said: "You were weak and sickly when you were young, and your eight-year-old body is only about the size of two or three years old. My teacher was worried that you would not live for a year, so I secretly gave you Wen Qing Dan to prolong your life, and had to break the sect's rules. , I have no regrets for being a teacher. Fortunately, your body is strong now, and your cultivation is getting better and better, and the pills... don't need to be taken anymore."

Wei Qing stared blankly at Mo Xuanfang, watching him lie half-truthfully, he wanted to tell him everything, but only now did he realize that what should be said and what should not be said is too much. Too much, but separated by mountains and seas, I don't know where to start.

After a while, Wei Qing said: "Master, do you have something to hide from me?" After speaking, he bit his lower lip tightly to keep his tears from falling.

After a long while, Mo Xuanfang slowly shook his head and said, "Si Ying, as a teacher, I always believed that you sincerely worshiped under the Ziyun Sect and believed in the oath you made. You should also believe in being a teacher, don't think wildly, early Make plans to share the burden for Ziyunzong."

To share for Ziyunzong?

Wei Qing didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and was about to ask again, when Mo Xuanfang stood up and said, "I have something important to deal with as a teacher, and I have to rush to the three halls of Dongchenxiao, Nanfuxiao and Beidouxiao. Cultivate well by yourself, don't leave Ziyun Palace, and wait for your master to come back."

After he finished speaking, purple clouds suddenly opened in front of him, and the person was gone.

Wei Qing sat on the spot in a daze.

Dongchenxiao, Nanfuxiao and Beidouxiao are the three main flags that are missing in the Juexian Heavenly Formation. When the three flags return to their positions, the magic circle is about to open. Master, your heart is so anxious. Who will be used as a sacrifice to the world's largest formation?

Wei Qing stood up staggeringly, his mind was blank, he wanted to go out but turned to the corner of the table, there was something slanted out of the bookcase beside him, Wei Qing subconsciously pulled it out to see, it was a long brocade box.

The gold thread on the brocade box was removed to reveal the white jade hairpin inside, which was given to him by Lu Fan.

Wei Qing tried to reverse the hairpin from left to right, and twisted it. Sure enough, a strange strong fragrance came to his nostrils, and dragon blood boiled in his body. He hurriedly closed the hairpin, his face turned pale.

"Bone Congealing Fragrance and Chi Lingyu represent life and death respectively, but they can be combined to keep the dragon's blood temporarily peaceful."

Ten years ago, the words of Lu Fan's fake master were still ringing in his ears, like a sharp sword piercing his chest, "This condensed bone incense is originally used by the monster race to give birth to magic power, and it can also give birth to dragons..."

It's been ten years, so they haven't forgotten.

Without this jade hairpin, perhaps Wei Qing could still trust Mo Xuanfang.But with this hosta and the bone-condensing fragrance in the hosta, Wei Qing could no longer trust anyone.

Dispelling the demon energy, cutting off the mortal roots forever, plus the Guanyuan Scarlet Nightmare Pill that Ansheng tricked himself into taking for Mo Xuanfang, this was the last straw that overwhelmed Mo Xuanfang, and he made the decision to sacrifice himself to the magic circle, Is this weird?

Wei Qing shook his head in pain, if it was him, it might be difficult to make a choice.What's more, he is the master of Ziyun, Mo Xuanfang, who takes all the people in the world as his own responsibility.

Wei Qing staggered out of the palace gate, and little Ah Zi followed behind him step by step. Ten years passed with the flick of a finger, but he seemed to have passed a lifetime.

Now, too, is time to leave.

Fortunately, he has saved a lot of money over the years, and the magic weapon of medicine is enough for one person. Wei Qing quietly left some for Ying Luo.

Originally, he wanted to write a letter to Mo Xuanfang, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't hold back a single word.

He had no choice but to stuff the blank paper into the envelope, press it under his pillow, and knocked his head twice in the direction of the pillow.

"Master, in vain."

As soon as the words came out, Wei Qing couldn't stop crying, he got up and wiped the tears with his sleeve, sobbed for a while, finally called out little Ah Zi, and left without looking back.

As the sun was setting, Mo Xuanfang stood alone on the top of Haomiao Peak.

Above his head is a flag flying, and his white clothes are fluttering in the wind.

After four months, all Xiaoxiao and halls have been properly arranged, and the magic circle is ready.

At this time, his face was serious, and he looked into the distance intently, and the mist of the magic circle was faintly visible under the dark blue sky.After a while, the light in the sky gradually faded, and he lit a stick of incense to worship the heaven and the earth.

Curly blue smoke rose, and the images of the immortal sects emerged in the void one by one.

"Xuanfang, have you thought about the candidates for the sacrificial formation?" Yuan Huazi said, "You know in your heart that once this Heavenly Immortal Formation is opened, it will continue to open endlessly if there are no cultivators above the Mahayana period to sacrifice the formation. , endless chaos."

Mo Xuanfang said calmly: "Xuanfang has made up his mind."

"Well, your disciple Wei Siying came to the magic circle this afternoon, and after hearing a few words from us, he may have left Ziyunzong at this time, so make up your mind." Yuan Huazi said lightly.

The brilliance of the moonlight sprinkled on Mo Xuanfang's face through the flags, the corners of his tightly pursed mouth trembled slightly, and the knuckles of the hands behind his back were already white with knuckles, thousands of miles of empty mountains, the energy of the magic circle fluctuated, disturbing the birds and beasts. Qi Ming.