Cultivate with an African God

The smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, Xie Wu Village had already lost consciousness, his true qi had been sucked out, and there was no vitality at all.

Zhu Jin stared blankly at Xie Wu Village for a while, then raised her hand, as if she didn't quite understand what she had done.

Compared to before, her eyes were a little more radiant, and she became more human from a puppet-like doll, but in the end she bit her finger, looked at Mu Xinghe and said, "Hungry."

Mu Xinghe was so frightened that he almost sat up on his buttocks—it wasn't enough for this guy to eat Xie Wucun, he wanted to eat him even seeing that he was dying!

Li Ruowei finally came to her senses, and the horizontal sword blocked Zhu Jin.

Zhu Jin was a little confused by her resistance, she looked distressed, and murmured: "You...can't eat yet."

Almost at the same time as her sighing words, thorns grew on the ground, Li Ruowei knew her tricks, she could avoid or cut off these thorns when fighting her before, but this time, she kept cutting them!

Devouring Xie Wu Village, her strength has become so strong that it cannot be resisted!

Just during this pause, the thorns of the hibiscus had already firmly bound Li Ruowei.

She walked towards Mu Xinghe slowly, there was still some residual blood on the corner of her mouth.

——Even Li Ruowei couldn't resist, how could Mu Xinghe, who had no means, resist?

Mu Xinghe has thought of many ways, but at the moment he can't even summon a shikigami who can serve as cannon fodder for him.

He suddenly heard someone sigh softly.

Then a hand was held in front of him.The slender fingers were covered with calluses from holding the sword for a long time.Dark blue sleeves, an expression as indifferent as Haruyuki.

It was Shen Xiu who he thought had fallen asleep.

Mu Xinghe put his hand on it, and Shen Xiu naturally pulled him up, and then Mu Xinghe leaned on him even more naturally - he was really weak, since Shen Xiu appeared, it meant that he faced the It is possible to die in this situation, but now that Shen Xiu appeared, it means that he will deal with the rest of the matter, and he cannot die.

Seeing someone blocking her way and taking away her prey, Zhu Jin opened her eyes wide, as if she didn't know what happened.

She was still crying hungry.

However, no Xie Wucun responded to her and signaled her to come over. In the silent night, only Shen Xiu's low and tired voice remained: "Enough."

She looked up at Shen Xiu in a daze, and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

She no longer looked at Mu Xinghe, but ran wildly, those trees and walls seemed to be unable to stop her, so she let her go through all obstacles and ran straight out.

Accompanied by her disappearing figure, Mu Xinghe felt a turmoil in the world. What water, what redbud, all disappeared, and they were still standing in the room before, with withered hibiscus and thorns on the ground.

Mu Xinghe could feel the aura of the surrounding world shaking constantly - he guessed before that the place would burn down if the situation could not be controlled, maybe this was one of the signs before it burned down.

Li Ruowei frowned, put the sword back into its sheath, tapped her toes, and wanted to rush out.

Mu Xinghe still remembered that she stopped Zhu Jin when she came over, leaned on Shen Xiu, and said, "Sword God, you probably won't be able to defeat that girl... There are still many treasure materials here..."

Li Ruowei paused, and said, "I'm here for experience, not for treasure hunting." She clasped her fists at Mu Xinghe and said, "Ruowei thanked the little brother for risking his life to stop Xiewu Village for me, see you next time, There will definitely be rewards. I have another reliance, so it is inconvenient to say so, I will take a step ahead and talk about it another day."

After saying that, she didn't turn her head back, and went straight to the direction where Zhu Jin left.

When I saw her for the first time, she was as silent and cold as a sharp sword in its sheath, and when she left, she was like a famous sword honed for a long time.

It is the style of sword repair.

Mu Xinghe was fascinated by watching her leave, but Shen Xiu nodded, and said calmly: "Old Juejian taught his apprentices well--foreign objects can indeed help in cultivation, but the most important thing for a cultivator It's just the experience of the original heart. The sword cultivator sharpened the sword heart and lived to death, she did a good job."

Shen Xiu said a few words, then looked away.

I saw a figure slowly appearing from what he was looking at, no... Maybe it can't be called a person.

Li Ruowei left without looking back. Once Zhu Jin left, it seemed that the formation in the building had weakened. Li Ruowei broke through the door without hindrance, and then the people from Lingbi Gate rushed in anxiously.

Seeing the strange situation inside, they stopped and saw Duan Baiqiu lying on the side.

Duan Baiqiu was seriously injured, and he could feel the decay of his aura after a long time. He couldn't maintain his human or demon form. The human part was always messed up with some demon parts, which looked funny and scary.

The illusion he fell into seemed to be completely different from that of Mu Xinghe and the others. His hands were bloodstained and full of scars, and he curled up, tightly protecting the things in his arms with both hands.

That thing could be vaguely distinguished as a small cauldron, even in such a dim environment, it had a near-holy brilliance, it should be the spirit-suppressing cauldron Duan Baiqiu mentioned before, which could guard their sect.

The group of Lingbimen also seemed to recognize it, and hurried to Duan Baiqiu, as if they wanted to call him, but hesitated for a while, after all, no one spoke.One person bent down and stretched out his hand, trying to take out the Lingling Cauldron in his arms.

However, Duan Baiqiu hugged him tightly, the man couldn't get it out no matter what.

Probably this kind of movement finally woke up Duan Baiqiu, he opened his eyes with difficulty, this action seemed to have consumed a lot of his willpower, he looked at the people in front of him, and said angrily: "...Brother. "

At this moment, he seemed to relax his whole body, and wanted to hand over the tripod to them, but it seemed that he had no strength left, and the Zhenling tripod slipped from his arms, making a dull sound, looking a little embarrassed.

The disciples of Lingbi Sect hurriedly picked up the Zhenling Cauldron.

Lu Yan looked deeply at Duan Baiqiu, his lips moved, trying to say something, but he didn't say it after all, and Duan Baiqiu was also looking back at him.There may be hope in those eyes, or it may be the hope that will never be realized, full of sadness.

The two were silent for a while, and someone urged: "Brother, the Zhenlingdingding has been obtained, we should return to the sect to protect it!"

Lu Yan hesitated for a moment, and threw a medicine bottle from his arms to Duan Baiqiu. The medicine bottle fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

At the same time as the cold porcelain bottle rolled to Duan Baiqiu's side, Lu Yan took a deep breath, and his cold words fell into the dim room: "I spare your life today, and I should be grateful for the friendship of the past few years. Don't let me see you again It appeared near the Lingbi Gate."

"What's wrong?" Mu Xinghe suddenly interrupted their fellowship, "He worked so hard to find Zhenlingdingding for you, and you still want to threaten him?"

Lu Yan took a hard look at Mu Xinghe, the look in his eyes might be the instinctive sternness of being trampled on a painful foot, and he said coldly: "If it were me, it would be heartbreaking to get the Lingding Cauldron for the sect. Yes, this is the responsibility of the disciples of the Lingbi sect, so what can I say? His fellow clan killed countless disciples of the Lingbi sect. If he is spared, then what are those dead fellow sects? place?"

Mu Xinghe wanted to refute that those things had nothing to do with Duan Baiqiu, but he had nothing to say, so he just said "awesome".

Lu Yan ignored him and led everyone out of here.

Duan Baiqiu watched their backs, the light in his eyes slowly extinguished.

He was still exhausted, his eyelids were heavy, and he seemed to be closing his eyes again.

Mu Xinghe quickly stopped him: "Hey, hey, big brother, don't sleep, something will happen here later, if you sleep again, do you believe it or not, you will become a roast squirrel?"

"What's the use of life and death for a tiny body...?" He murmured.

Mu Xinghe is actually very bad at persuading people, so he doesn't intend to do this kind of thing that he can't do well, he just counted his fingers and said: "You see I am so young, I haven't congealed my pulse yet, if you die, then I can't drag you out, if you don't go out, this place is so weird, if you die here, you might even become a big monster, it's quite fun."

Duan Baiqiu was silent.

He sighed almost inaudibly, and held the medicine bottle tremblingly.

He vaguely heard him muttering to himself mixed with sighs: "The crabapple planted at Lingbi Gate last year, will it bloom this year...?"

He was in a trance, staring blankly at nowhere. After a while, he recovered a little bit and stood up leaning on the wall: "Duan Baiqiu thank you two here, let's take a step ahead... see you later."

After that, he leaned on the wall again and walked out slowly.His figure is so thin and weak, but it seems to be burdened with many things that he doesn't want to bear, and his steps are heavy. However, he can only walk so hard and slowly on the next road, with no way forward and no return. place.

Mu Xinghe watched his back gradually disappear, a little strange, and said to Shen Xiu: "Hey, obviously you are only watching from the side, why does he still want to thank you?"

Shen Xiu ignored him, but suddenly asked: "Do you hate the Yunfu sect?"

The boss asked this sentence really without thinking. Mu Xinghe couldn't keep up with his jumping thinking, so he said "ah".

Shen Xiu patiently explained: "With your innate mind, you should have been admitted to the inner sect, taught by the elders of Jindan, and you can't go down the mountain until the pulse condensing stage. It's not like you don't have a teacher now, and you go down the mountain early, and you can only rely on it." This level of cultivation in the Qi training period can handle characters that you can't handle."

Mu Xinghe really wanted to complain: Many of the outer sect disciples have gone down the mountain before the pulse congealing stage. Isn't it Mr. Shen Xiu himself who told him to deal with the characters he couldn't handle?

But business matters, he didn't change the subject, and thought seriously about how he wanted to answer.

"I quite like Yunfu," Mu Xinghe said a little seriously, he said it after thinking about it, without the slightest smiley expression when he said casually on weekdays, "The Yunfu faction doesn't like to tell you something. Yes, sect responsibility, sect honor, neither. I will give you what should be given to you, and the rest is to give as much as you do. It is fair and free. I like this. Besides, if it is not for the Yunfu sect, I will This kind of person may be beaten out like Duan Baiqiu—maybe even weaker than now, I like the Yunfu faction's spells very much, and I am very glad that the Yunfu faction gave me a place to stay."

He unconsciously stretched out his hand slightly, and shook it, as if there was some power inside that he held in the palm of his hand.

Shen Xiu didn't speak.

But in fact, Mu Xinghe also wanted to ask him: Do you hate the Yunfu faction?

Even a passer-by like Mu Xinghe knows how much the Yunfu Sect attaches great importance to him, even the outside disciples who can't beat him will appreciate his kindness, and even the high-level Yunfu Sect will protect his rebellious behavior, why does this person treat him like this? An irrevocable gesture to leave the Yunfu faction?

He still remembered what he said the day he first met Shen Xiu.

"Since you are a Yunfu sect disciple, you should know that I am not your senior brother."

Mu Xinghe didn't quite understand.

It's not easy for him to ask - he doesn't know the grievances between Shen Xiu and the Yunfu faction, although Shen Xiu has always been easy to talk, but if this is his deathbed, how can he rashly mention it?

Fortunately, it was Shen Xiu who broke the silence: "This building is about to self-destruct. If you want any magic weapon materials, get them as soon as possible."

He thought for a while, and seemed worried, and added: "Most of the things here are contaminated by evil spirits. I'm afraid you can't control it with your cultivation, just take one or two."

Mu Xinghe gave a "chat", moved to the place where the magic weapon was placed, and said slowly, "Boss, I just fought against Xiewu Village, and I won."

——Although in the end they didn't decide whether to live or die, but according to the situation, he won.

He fought extremely hard in this battle. He won, perhaps because of Qingfengyueye, which belonged to his home court, perhaps because of the soul-returning fragrance with divine help, or perhaps because the opponent didn't understand him at all and used control-type weapons spell.

But winning is winning.

Shen Xiu lured him to fight Xie Wu at the beginning, telling him the truth - although in fact he had already guessed the matter completely, but if there was a standard answer, he would I really want to hear it.

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↓The following passage was typed when this part was about to end, and the revised chapters may not correspond to it, just get it!

Suddenly found that the song "Tai Chi Qin Xia" is very suitable for the rhythm of this chapter!Very surprised! !

This is the world in Mu Xinghe's eyes~ Everyone's stories are just like this.

In fact, Mu Xinghe didn't understand at that time that the sect asked them to go down the mountain to practice, and the adventures of magic weapons and skills were actually secondary. What they went down the mountain to experience was the world.Just as a sword cultivator wants to find a peerless sword move between life and death, seek a momentary epiphany, and sharpen a sword heart that is invincible and indomitable, Taoist cultivators also need to sharpen their dao heart.Taoist cultivators need to look at all kinds of situations in the world, and use the life and death, misery, and joy of people around them—even their own life and death, pain, sorrow and joy, to understand the world, so as to sharpen a clear, transparent, and rock-like Dao heart.

Longevity is a very good thing, but it is also a difficult thing. Longevity requires not only the power to claim one's own destiny from the sky, but also a heart that can withstand countless pains in the endless years and the bewildered heart facing the vicissitudes of life.

Three thousand roads, nothing else.