I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

"Abbot!"

Everyone noticed that Abbot Qing frowned.Looking at his demeanor, it was obvious that there was some distorted patience, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Not to mention that Tianhe is hidden in the heart of the pure abbot, and lives in his Buddha heart, absolutely nothing can happen.

Just because Abbot Qingjing readily agreed to lend Tianhe to them, they have accepted the great favor of Abbot Qingjing.

Now a few people are in an illusion in Abbot Qing's mind, and it is difficult to predict the changes in the outside situation. How can they not worry about Abbot Qing's strangeness?

Abbot Qing waved his hands at them, signaling them to be relieved: "No problem."

After the initial strangeness passed, he quickly returned to normal, seeing Fei Wanjun Lei Ting's unshakable immobility again: "It's just an unexpected visitor who came looking for the Sword Master."

A glistening white light appeared in this illusion at the same time as the pure abbot's voice fell.

It is only as small as the palm of your hand, and the light scattered on it will never be much more dazzling than the pearls of the merman's tears. It is like a cloud and fog in the hand, and you can't even see an entity.

However, the few people present would never underestimate this ball of white light.

They are all among the few peaks in the world, and their keenness of spiritual sense is even more unmatched by humans. It is not difficult to perceive the unbridled power contained in the white light.

Yes, Wang Yang wantonly.

A line of overflow can also roar like waves hitting the shore, widening the vast ocean of the whole world.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is earth-shattering.

However, when they saw the true face of this ball of light, everyone's expressions became unanimously subtle.

Qi Yunfei faltered and faltered for the first time: "Senior brother...that light source..."

They've seen it.

It is the origin of the demon pointed by Luo Yongzhou's sword in the Demon Realm King City.

To be more detailed and more accurate, it is the origin of the demon that was once in Luo Yongzhou's body and was pointed at by his sword in the Demon Realm King City.

Qi Yunfei didn't dare to speak out.

Even if the Juggernaut is a true Juggernaut, the origin of the monster, the source of disaster, the root of sin, it is impossible to say who it is.

Lu Guijing raised his forehead: "I know."

So you don't need to deliberately hide your ears and steal your bell like this, trying to cover up the truth.

Yue Yingque hesitated to speak: "I also know."

Everyone is a land god, an old friend of old, what scheme Luo Yongzhou is planning in the Demon King City cannot be hidden from her eyes.

The matter of the origin of the monster, although it is unimaginable to think about it, but the facts are in front of him, and Yue Yingque can't help but not believe it.

Abbot Qingjing: "Of course I'm getting old, but I still have some eyesight."

It can be seen that this is the origin of the demon for the sword master.

Qi Yunfei: "..."

He really didn't know what he was hiding twice.

The words are so shocking, they must be carefully concealed, so as not to appear in front of others.

As a result, this has become a tacit fact for everyone.

Qiu Qingya finally spoke, her sharp eyes swept them around: "Is there anyone here who doesn't know?"

Mu Xiwei: "..."

Is it too late for him to say that he doesn't know?

Even though Mu Xiwei always felt that she had glimpsed a corner of the truth, and the shock in her heart was hard to describe in words, the most important thing at this moment was still Luo Yongzhou.

Mu Xiwei put all his attention on Luo Yongzhou, and the rest of his words were nothing but fleeting clouds, so let's forget it after hearing it.

Two clusters of white light sources, one floating in the air and the other lying in the river water, even the flickering frequency of the light and shadow seemed to be in sync with Luo Yongri's heartbeat.

He spontaneously felt a very strange feeling, very close to fate.

That feeling prompted Luo Yongzhou to reach out and grasp the origin of the demon.

I didn't feel anything, neither cold nor hot, just a little bit of it penetrated into the palm of my hand, just like the temperature of my fingertips that he was most familiar with and most comfortable.

After Luo Yongzhou confirmed that he had grasped the origin of the demon, he bent down to get his own cultivation.

The moment he scooped it up from the water, a change that no one expected occurred.

The two balls of light each lay safely on his palm, but the burst of intertwined light in an instant was dazzling and majestic, engulfing Luo Yongzhou's entire body, leaving him not a single piece of clothing or even a strand of hair.

In the daze, Luo Yongzhou felt that his soul seemed to rise from the ground, tracing the Tianhe River upstream together, tracing back to the long river of memories a hundred years ago.

He couldn't help but greeted his uncle in his heart.

Then a tearing headache hit his mind, and in the violent tugging, memories from a hundred years ago replaced them.

He became the sword master a hundred years ago again, sitting opposite Lu Guijing on Bugu Peak, talking about the Mingjingtai.

Seeing that he was absent-minded for a long time, Lu Guijing couldn't help calling out again: "Master, you explained that Jingtai is just a low-level sect, and it's nothing special. But the handwriting of the person who did it clearly involves the power of time and space, which is the most mysterious and difficult thing." Word."

"Which part of the Mirror Tower is worth his special attention?"

Of course it was Mu Xiwei.

The great demon master and the origin of the demon, these two points are the best and most provocative reasons.

Luo Yongzhou knew that Lu Guijing had become suspicious.

Lu Guijing has always been meticulous and comprehensive in his work, otherwise, Bai Yunjian would not be able to take the top position in the world's No. [-] sect with ease until now.

Luo Yongzhou's threat from the first light of the bright candle is one aspect. If he is asked to draw his sword to fight, Luo Yongzhou has never been afraid, let alone defeated.

But Luo Yongzhou has never been good at those sect affairs that require exquisite thoughtfulness and tactful wrists to take care of.

There is Cui Wuzhi in the future, and Lu Guijing in the future.

This time, the destruction of the Mingjingtai was too deliberate, it was simply telling others that there was something tricky inside, how could it be possible to hide it from Lu Guijing?

Luo Yongzhou casually said something to prevaricate Lu Guijing: "I don't know either."

His timbre is very good, even if it is a casual sentence, it is still like the sound of the qin and zither carefully dialed out by the master according to the nodes of the music score, it is clear and beautiful, and the listening is forgetful.

It's just that the zither rang in the autumn twilight, mixed with a few sounds of the evening wind, and the hands that plucked the strings also seemed to be disgusted with the score that has not changed for thousands of years, and faintly revealed a tired look.

Lu Guijing couldn't help feeling tense when he heard this.

For no reason, he thought of everything that happened since he saw Luo Yongri.

When Lu Guijing saw Luo Yongzhou for the first time, he was a little kid who needed candied haws to coax, and had tears and snot all over his face when things went wrong.

At that time, Luo Yongzhou could also be a young man.

He is the closed disciple of the land gods, he is on the list of the Tianbang Exam, and he is the leader of the younger generation.

It is also the pride of the entire white cloud, where the world looks at it.

Lu Guijing had been curious about his uncle for a long time, but Luo Yongzhou had been running all over the world at that time, and Lu Guijing had no chance to see him.

Luo Yongzhou didn't show up until he joined Cui Wuzhi's sect for more than a year, and made up a meeting gift for him and Qi Yunfei.

One candied haws per person.

Cui Wuzhi didn't think there was anything wrong, he just cared about how he was going during the time he went out, and whether he had been injured.

Qi Hengduan, who was on the side, wished he could roll his eyes to the sky: "Hey, I thought you were going to blow up some Dragon Palace after you went there for a few years. It turned out to be so shabby that only candied haws were left as a meeting gift, so it's better to hang out among the white clouds." Eat and wait to die."

Qi Hengduan's family has treasures like forests and mountains of coral, not to mention eating candied haws, he had never even seen candied haws when he was a child.

When Luo Yongzhou came back from a long trip, he was in a happy mood, and his patience was unexpectedly good. He smiled at Qi Yunfei with a good temper:

"Senior brother is right. After all, in Baiyunjian, I have my senior brother to accompany me to practice and decompress. How can I beat a few demons outside?"

A genius is a genius, even if he is humbled and buried in the dust when he is young, once the dust is removed, no one can block the light of the pearl and jade.

Luo Yongzhou is like this, once he shows his head, no one can hold him down, block his way to Qingyun, and stop his soaring wind.

It stands to reason that Qi Hengduan and Cui Wuzhi, which one is not a talent that is rare in a century, is a good talent and a beautiful jade.But at that time, Luo Yongzhou surpassed Qi Hengduan in terms of cultivation and swordsmanship.

He called his senior brother's sparring, and it was hard to hide the fact that Luo Yongzhou beat Qi Hengduan like a sandbag, which made his senior brother lose all dignity.

Qi Hengduan's face turned blue and white, and he stopped in resentment.

Luo Yongzhou smiled, and he could tell that he was smiling happily just by listening to the sound through the mask: "The place I went this time is opposite to the place where several demon tribes have rooted for generations. There are several Mahayanas, indeed Trouble. It took me a little effort to uproot them and clean them up.

I don't know how many people's hearts have been suppressed for so many years, and the heavy worries that have kept them in a state of anxiety and darkness all year round are actually mentioned in an understatement in his mouth.

Luo Yongzhou squatted down, looked at the ignorant Lu Guijing and Qi Yunfei, and handed a candied haws:

"After I solved it, I rushed back overnight without any delay. I was worried that the city at the foot of Baiyunjian didn't have such things as candied haws, so I bought them there and brought them back. Well, it might have melted a bit."

Lu Guijing would still think of that scene after a long time.

Luo Yongzhou's white clothes were like snow, and his mask was like gold. He handed each of them a candied haws with slightly melted icing sugar.

Behind him is the carnival of maybe several cities, cheering and rejoicing that they can settle the blood debt with the demons for generations from now on, live under the sun, and smile all over their faces.

The hatred of the demons must also be indispensable, with their most filthy resentment, and they regard Luo Yongzhou as a thorn in the side that wants to be eradicated at all costs.

Along the way he came, there was the greatest joy in the world, and there was also the greatest sorrow in the world.He took over Yin Yin's expectations and hopes, but also carried the hatred and resentment that could kill him at any time.

However, Luo Yongzhou didn't say anything, just spoke softly and smiled, and handed them two candied haws.

Luo Yongzhou killed tens of thousands of people and saved far more. After several years of hard work and traveling all the way, he hid them all and replaced them with two candied haws.

Later, Lu Guijing wanted to understand that it was Luo Yongzhou's tender care.

What Luo Yongzhou wanted to say was hidden in the two candied haws:

I have everything in the world, so you don't have to worry.

Play what you should play and eat what you should eat.

This is all Luo Yongzhou wants to do.

Lu Guijing didn't think about it that much at the time, but just took a bite of the candied haws, and the rock sugar sticky sticky in his mouth.

It's sweet and a little sour.

good to eat.

Lu Guijing finished eating the candied haws neatly, and when he raised his head to wipe his mouth, he found Qi Yunfei standing proudly with his hands behind his back, looking like an adult at such a young age.

If I hadn't held the gnawed stick tightly in my hand.

Luo Yongzhou laughed, and said to Qi Hengduan: "Brother, luckily Yunfei is not like you, he doesn't pay much attention to death, I like him."

Then he was chased and beaten all over the mountain by Qi Hengduan, and finally killed Qi Hengduan with his sword.

Thanks to Luo Yongzhang's blessing, Lu Guijing's first impression of cultivation was not the bloody battle between humans and devils, the engraved hatred, nor their unswerving determination in Bai Yunjian, who will not fall into the wind for generations.

It's the sourness and sweetness of candied haws, and a fight of the same clan.

I must teach Junior Brother Qi well.

Lu Guijing thought seriously.

He must not let the two senior uncles fight each other in the same clan again on himself and junior brother Qi.

They want to save face when they go out in Baiyunjian.

It's a pity that soon, Lu Guijing will find out that he didn't even take care of himself.

Ever since Luo Yongzhou returned to Baiyunjian, the originally clear and cold Bugu Peak suddenly became lively. If he and Yue Shuangjiang hadn't choked, or if he and Qi Heng hadn't drawn their swords, the vegetation all over the mountain would have been destroyed. Everlasting cut it in half.

Cui Wuzhi was always the one who dealt with them tepidly to smooth things over.

In fact, this is very inconsistent with what Mr. Lun Daotai taught. According to Mr., cultivators of immortality should be solemn and dignified, with every frown and smile, you can't wait to use a ruler to engrave them with gestures.

But Lu Guijing still prefers the current Bugu Peak.

He secretly made a wish in his heart.

When he grows up, he must also be like Uncle Luo——

Forget it, it's good to be like my master. Watching Uncle Luo and the others fight and fight, they come out to mediate and smooth things over, and then there is a new round of fighting.

Lu Guijing has a quiet nature by nature, after all, he can't do things like flirting wantonly and making fun of him.

He prefers to watch Luo Yongzhou and his group do whatever they want.

During the time when Luo Yongzhou stayed at Bugu Peak, he was no longer satisfied with simply getting rid of Yueshuang Jiang Qi Hengduan, and even extended his poisonous hand to Lu Guijing and Qi Yunfei.

He taught them how to take a nap in class in the most natural way, without being noticed by the teacher; taught them how to sneak out of class without anyone noticing, and took them to have fun in the city; he even generously gave away the experience of cramming before the exam.

The height of the magic is one foot high and one foot high. When the husbands of the two people found out the various careful thoughts of the two people, their faces turned purple with anger and called the two people to lecture, Lu Guijing obediently followed Luo Yongzhou's teaching and reported to him. name.

Originally, the gentleman was just blushing with pure anger, but when he heard the three words Luo Yongzhou lingering, he was so angry that even his beard trembled.

Lu Guijing and Qi Yunfei ran back, and each of them picked up Luo Yongzhou's clothes and asked him what he did to make the husband so angry.

Luo Yongzhou smiled and patted their heads twice, and his tone was a bit bearish and nonchalant: "I used to do that when I was discussing the Tao. Sir, when he heard my name, he naturally had mixed feelings, like meeting an old friend. "

Lu Guijing was an honest boy, he blinked his eyes and asked him: "Aren't you afraid of being hated by Mr. Uncle?"

Luo Yongzhou pondered for a moment: "It should be possible."

An old pedant like Mr. Lun Daotai saw that Luo Yongzhou was not enough to be depraved, and that he had brought disaster to his juniors, so he probably wanted to blow his head off.

"But it doesn't matter." He patted his clothes and got up, "Anyway, sir, he couldn't beat me a long time ago. How many people hate me in the world? There is no shortage of one or two. There are more people in the world who love me, and there is no shortage of these people who hate me of."

It was the first time in Lu Guijing's life that he saw such a brazen person.

But Luo Yongzhou stood in front of them, wearing white clothes and gold face, tightly covered, with only two simple colors, but the mighty rising sun in the sky also loved him very much, and sprinkled light on him.

Appearance is irrelevant to him.

Who in the world does not love light?

When Lu Guijing recalled it, he suddenly realized that it was the era that he was far behind.

It's not too far away, after all, for a cultivator, more than 200 years is only half a lifetime.

It's not too close to say close.

More than 200 years ago, Luo Yongzhou was just a young man who could laugh and make trouble. More than 200 years later, if he hadn't been in front of his old friends, he would have been the tall and lofty appearance of the Juggernaut in the world's imagination.

Now maybe besides Que Luoyongzhou's old friend, there is one more person.

Mu Xiwei.

For this alone, Lu Guijing also sincerely hopes that Mu Xiwei is just an ordinary boy, and he doesn't want to think about the Mingjingtai.

He closed his mouth tactfully: "Master, don't worry, the people who set up the formation killed my Baiyunjian disciples and wiped out the whole family of Mingjingtai. The methods are cruel. No matter what, he will not be tolerated, and I will definitely pursue and kill him with all my strength."

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Yongzhou casually flicked the blade of Mingzhu Chuguang's sword with his fingers, and a long sword chant popped out, shaking off a few bamboo leaves and falling on the table:

"It's probably someone with a bit of skill who can hide it from my eyes. I'll go to the Mingjingtai ruins to take a look, so don't move for now."

He smiled at Lu Guijing through the mask: "Save your own life first, otherwise Xiaojing, in case you have one, who will pay me in advance for the damage I broke?"

Lu Guijing: "..."

No need to worry, he wants to tell the world now, and then cut off Luo Yongzhou's bill.

Luo Yongzhou came to the ruins of Mingjingtai.

The power of time and space is really a wonderful power. It can compress the lifespan of the people in the Mingjingtai and Baiyunjian to nothing. Of course, it can also make the land to which the Mingjingtai belongs change into vicissitudes with the rapid passage of time.

What Luo Yongzhou saw was nothing but ruins, not even a piece of wreckage, it was clean, as if no buildings had been built on this land at all, what he saw a few days ago was just Nankey Yimeng.

Under this kind of miraculous power of time and space, it is common sense that if anyone who does something deliberately conceals it, it will be difficult for Luo Yongzhou to find any clues.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or the people who set up the formation intentionally left it behind, Luo Yongzhou saw the vague notches of one or two runes.

"This rune... old students seem to be used to this type."

For example, when it comes to talking about half-life talismans and understanding of its formation techniques, there are few people in the world who can compare to Luo Yongzhou.

Even if the master is alive for half a lifetime, it is likely to be equally divided with Luo Yongri.

After all, he once took the initiative to go up to Tan Bansheng to study the formation method almost self-abuse, the memories of those months, Luo Yongzhou still can't help but shiver when he thinks about it now.

Now seeing the leftover formations, thinking about memories, Luo Yongzhou clapped his hands, wiped off a little putty on his fingertips, and murmured:

"If you want to frame the old man with a few lines that seem to be nothing, it's too...too mentally retarded."

If it was really a half-lived hand, Luo Yongzhou would not believe that with his meticulous thoughts, he would be so stupid as to show himself here.

Besides, Luo Yongzhou understands half his life.

In his heart, he was too burdened with his master and Xiao Xingshen.

Even if Tan Bansheng really knew Mu Xiwei's identity, he would never directly destroy the entire Mirror Stage.

It was enough to kill Mu Xiwei, there was no need to attack Xiaoxing Shen.

He may not be afraid of being reprimanded for being insane and cruel, but he will definitely take into account his master's reputation behind him and his reputation with Xiao Xingchen.

Luo Yongzhou poked the ground with his hands, and the pattern was flattened to nothing in an instant, making a flat piece of mud.

He slightly curved his lips and smiled mockingly: "Since you are familiar with the patterns that the old man loves to use, why don't you spend your time studying him and me? The old man seems to be unreasonable and will destroy a sect at will." the doorman?"

He kicked away a stone in the way: "Don't talk about the old man, just talk about me. Don't I look like a person who doesn't trust his friend, who draws his sword at him with a grudge after being teased by other people's clues?"

Luo Yongzhou scoffed, and made the final evaluation with disdain: "Mentally retarded, it's best not to let me find you."

"never mind."

He was silent for a while, then changed his words suddenly: "It's better for me to find you."

Let him pay the due price, and give Mu Xiwei and the people who died between Mingjingtai and Baiyun a proper explanation.

What Luo Yongzhou didn't expect was that at this time Tan Bansheng would come to Baiyun Jian to find Lu Guijing and talk.

It is still the main peak that Lu Guijing is most familiar with.

He has stayed here for hundreds of years, and has dealt with countless affairs, big and small, in the sect. The small ones may be fights between disciples, while the big ones are related to the survival of the human race.

Lu Guijing knew everything here, even with his eyes closed, he could imagine where the green leaves of a sycamore tree outside the window pointed to.

Alone at this moment.

The cold sweat on Lu Guijing's back wet his clothes heavily, and his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold the teacup.

After he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was also trembling, and he tried his best to keep his tone steady: "You said that Mu Xiwei has the origin of a demon in his body, and he will be the great demon master in the future?"

The last trace of heat from the tea placed in front of Tan Bansheng dissipated, and there was no more smoke to cover it, allowing Lu Guijing to clearly see Tan Bansheng's face.

Compared with when he answered the usual question, have you eaten, there is not much difference. The words he said are convincing: "Yes."

Tan Bansheng pushed the teacup forward, and stated objectively amid the sound of celadon clashing:

"The Juggernaut brought him to Baiyunjian on purpose. Not long after he came, the Mirror Stage was about to be destroyed. What could Mu Xiwei do? Could it be that this series of anomalies doesn't mean that his identity is unusual?"

Lu Guijing, the head of Baiyunjian, is not for nothing.

After all, he is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and he has experienced a lot of astronomical figures on the bill sent back to Bai Yunjian by Luo Yongzhou.

After the initial panic passed, Lu Guijing put forward other guesses: "Although it is weird, it is not a solid evidence to prove Mu Xiwei's identity."

He boldly assumed: "As we all know, everyone in the demon clan hates my uncle deeply. Mu Xiwei is really someone who is favored by my uncle. The demon clan hates everyone, and the anger is directed at him, spreading to the Mingjingtai, It's not impossible."

Lu Guijing slowly said: "Maybe they really think that Mu Xiwei is the illegitimate son of my uncle who is fostered at Mingjingtai. It is not unreasonable to blame Mingjingtai like this.

Tan Bansheng: "..."

What an illegitimate child of God.

An illegitimate son of Lu Guijing was like a stroke of genius, flying across the sky and interrupting his half-life conversation for a moment, forcing him to reorganize and speak again.

It is a certain fact that Mu Xiwei possesses the origin of a demon.

Since it is a fact, it is not difficult for Tan Bansheng to find evidence that can prove what he said is true.

From Lu Guijing's increasingly solemn expression, it can be seen that he believed more than half of what he said.

For Lu Guijing, who has reached Mahayana, the time to sip two sips of tea is enough for him to do many things.

For example, tidy up your mind and temporarily suppress all the boiling troubles in your heart.

When Lu Guijing spoke again, he said neither humble nor overbearing: "The purpose of Tan Sheng's visit this time, this junior can probably guess."

Tan Bansheng nodded slightly, and confessed: "It's easy to kill Mu Xiwei, it's as easy as flipping the palm of your hand. However, Yongzhou is obviously interested in him, and the real trouble is to avoid Yongzhou and kill him."

Juggernaut is recognized as number one in the world, no one has any objection.

Even Lord Shen, who is good at prying into heaven's secrets, dare not say that he is absolutely sure that he can intercept and kill the person Luo Yongzhou wholeheartedly protects.

This is the purpose of Tan Bansheng's search for Lu Guijing.

"If talking about the harm of the demons, Sect Leader Lu has already experienced it, so I don't need to say more."

Of course Lu Guijing has experience.

His master Cui Wuzhi died at the hands of the demons.

It's funny to say, Yue Shuangjiang, Cui Wuzhi, and Qi Hengduan deserved to be masters and apprentices, and they died neatly, the three of them set out on the road hand in hand.

The deaths of the three of them put Bai Yunjian in danger, and the glory of the first case was crumbling.

However, the impact did not stop at the Baiyunjian family.

200 years ago, there were two land gods in the world, Yueshuangjiang had just died on the front foot, and Yue Changtian had been killed on the back foot.

Now the human race is completely flustered and confused.

If you think about it, you can know how arrogant the demons will be.

The land gods are dead, and there is no obstacle in the world to stop them going south, just like ferocious beasts out of a cage that has been trapped for many days, and can't wait to stretch out their sharp claws.

The demons have been waiting for this day for a long time.

After the news of Yue Changtian's death came, the demons looked at the soil guarded behind the Great Wall as if they were their own territory, and the humans looked like dead people. It is said that the singing of Zhongwang City's victory celebrations never stopped.

The death of the land god completely ignited the ambitions of the demons. Tens of millions of demons blocked the Great Wall of the border like a tide, kicking off an unprecedented invasion in nearly a thousand years.

It also opened up a nightmare that made people sleepless at night.

There is no reason for Lu Guijing not to hate the Demon Race, and not to fear the Great Demon Lord.

"You are right."

Lu Guijing said.

He is not a saint, and the pain of killing a master is clearly in front of his eyes.As long as Lu Guijing has breath in his life, he can't really look away from the affairs of the demon clan, and he can't really let go of Mu Xiwei's identity.

"But the one who decides between the white clouds is my uncle."

Baiyunjian can stay firmly on the altar, can be high above, and can make the glory of being number one in the world never end.All of this depends on the sword of Luo Yongri.

As for Lu Guijing, if Luo Yongzhou was not behind him to support him and give him the most solid and reliable confidence in the world, no matter how tricky he was, the most he could say would be that a clever woman can't cook without rice.

No matter how much Lu Guijing hated the demon clan and the demon lord, it was not an excuse for him to lose his sense of shame.

"Mu Xiwei was brought back by my uncle, and his ownership should be determined after I tell my master."

200 years ago, Lu Guijing lost his master and parents because of the demons, and his heart ached.

After 200 years, he dare not make any claims on his own.

Lu Guijing was afraid that he could not bear the risk of making a wrong move.

Both are smart people.

When Lu Guijing said this, he didn't need to say much, he knew that he was rejected after talking for half his life.

He was rejected by Lu Guijing bluntly and without any room for turning around.

This result was not too unexpected. He didn't want to delay, so he just bid farewell, and he was no longer seen on the seat.

Another person stumbled in from outside the door.

I don't know how long Qi Yunfei has been listening outside, and how much he has heard, but judging from his terribly dark face, it is estimated that it will not be too little.

"Brother!"

Qi Yunfei obviously endured to the extreme, he thumped the table heavily with both hands, making a dent on the table: "Is the surname Mu really the Great Demon Lord?"

"Strictly speaking, he is the future Great Demon Lord."

Lu Guijing corrected him, and he was silent for a while, "Tan Sheng should not lie to us in this regard, besides, if it is true or not, we will know it once we test it."

Qi Yunfei didn't say a word, he copied his sword and was about to go outside.

Lu Guijing was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped him, and shouted with a cold face: "Qi Yunfei! You really want to kill Mu Xiwei, do you really want to make the uncle sad?"

"I do not want!"

Qi Yunfei turned around with such force that he almost brought Lu Guijing to the ground.

Bloodshot eyes burst out one by one in his eyes, and no matter how restrained he was, he said almost hysterically: "I don't even want my uncle to die! Have you forgotten what happened to Master 200 years ago?"

The second half of his sentence made Lu Guijing lose all his strength, let go of his hand in a slump, and slumped to the ground without caring about his posture.

Before what happened 200 years ago, who would have imagined that the land god Yueshuangjiang and his two disciples died either when Shouyuan approached the decline of heaven and man, or died in battle.

They died at the hands of Mozu spies.

Their death sets off the hundreds of years before their lives like a ridiculous joke.

Who would have thought that the imposing immortal of the human race, the practitioner on the cloud, would die in the end due to a reason so ridiculous that it was almost a joke?

Qi Yunfei grabbed him by the collar suddenly, and almost lifted Lu Guijing up and strangled him to death: "Who knows if what happened 200 years ago in Mu Xiwei happened again? Did he approach Master Uncle with the intentions of 200 years ago? Ah? Brother, can you guarantee it?"

No matter how bad-tempered he is, he has always respected Lu Guijing, the brother who grew up with him since he was a child.

To be able to make Qi Yunfei lose his composure like this is truly heartbreaking.

He said that he was a well-known and unique Mahayana figure, but now his eyes were bleeding, and his voice was angry and sad to the bone:

"Can you afford what happens to my uncle? Huh? I would rather die [-] times for Mu, and I would rather die [-] times for myself, and I don't want my uncle to suffer a little damage!"

Qi Yunfei roared as if venting: "I would rather my uncle hate me! Why does he hate me, he doesn't want to recognize me, drive me out of the white clouds, and kill me to be buried with that kid surnamed Mu!"

He stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and what he felt was damp and hot, "As long as he's okay..."

I just hope that there will be nothing wrong with the sun forever.

Lu Guijing can see through Tan Bansheng like a mirror without being moved, but he is easily defeated before Qi Yunfei's questioning every sentence.

He did not forget how Cui Wuzhi died.

He was even more afraid of falling into the footsteps of Cui Wuzhi.

Perhaps Mu Xiwei was really affected by the origin of the demon, and he was the most innocent and indisputable one.

Maybe it was because of the transposition in himself, Lu Guijing was really willing to sacrifice his life to save others, and bet on Mu Xiwei's chance of survival.

But this is on Luo Yongzhou.

Lu Guijing didn't dare to gamble, nor could he afford to gamble.

A little carelessness and losing everything, for Lu Guijing, it is enough to beat him to the Eighteenth Purgatory that he will never be reborn.

He finally knew why Tan Bansheng gave him a look of pity when he finally left.

Because Tan Bansheng had already met his shaky future.

Qi Yunfei staggered and sat down with Lu Guijing.

The two sat side by side on the steps, regardless of being seen by the lower-ranking disciples as damaging their majesty, or their robes getting wet with dust and dew.Just like they used to do when they were young, they silently looked at the vegetation at the door and the mountain clouds beyond the vegetation.

And Luo Yongzhou would often come from the cloudy mountain, bringing them all kinds of novel gadgets, one in each hand, and taking them to see the colorful new world below the mountain.

Because of this person who made them want to see, Lu Guijing and Qi Yunfei both liked the scenery in front of the door and the steps at the door.

Qi Yunfei squeezed the words out from between his teeth, and cursed: "Heaven's the Lord."

Lu Guijing originally wanted to persuade him earnestly, saying that scolding the heavens is not good, so please take it easy and be careful of karma retribution on you.

As a result, the words of admonition turned around his mouth, but the taste changed when he said it: "I'm so fucking lord."

Fuck his uncle's karma, love will be repaid or not.

Whatever he does, anyway, Lu Guijing won't serve him anymore.

Not to be outdone, Qi Yunfei said, "I know he's eighteen generations of ancestors."

Lu Guijing was happy to see the result: "Together."

"understood."

After Yue Yingque and Qiu Qingya listened to the half-life statement, the one who spoke first was actually Qiu Qingya who couldn't speak a word at ordinary times.

His originally thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, revealing a sword-like edge: "When will we do it?"

Tan Bansheng: "The sooner the better."

Qiu Qingya said yes: "I'll go change a sword."

Rao hadn't expected his words even half his life, so he asked after a moment's hesitation: "Why?"

Qingya sword is named after Qiu Qingya, it is the sword of his life that he has never left his body since he learned swords by himself.

For Qiu Qingya, the Qingya sword is the third hand that he gave his life to be a life-and-death friend, with a tacit understanding.

They once unanimously mocked that Qiu Qingya was destined to spend a lifetime with his Qingya sword.

Qiu Qingya answered him: "I have no face to use the Qingya sword."

He has loved swords all his life, devoted himself to practicing swords all his life, and is particular about being indomitable and indomitable.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was still folded in the world.

How ridiculous.

But there was no way, as soon as Tan Bansheng opened his mouth, Qiu Qingya knew that he could not let Mu Xi go down.

They can't afford the threat of the Great Demon Lord.

Even though he looks gentle at the moment, no one can guarantee whether he is pretending or not, and whether he can be gentle after the demon origin wakes up.

Luo Yongzhou's life, Gui Bihai's tens of thousands of disciples, the world of the human race...

None of them can afford the risk.

After all, it can't be done forever.

He moved his lips in the middle of the conversation, but didn't say anything in the end.

Compared with Qiu Qingya and Yue Yingque, the moral bottom line in his heart is weak, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with killing Mu Xiwei. On the contrary, it is only right and proper.

It can be said that half of my life also has concerns.

After he finishes his calculations and moves this time, he and Luo Yongzhou can probably be regarded as real strangers.

According to Luo Yongzhou's temperament, it would be light to kill him on the spot, if he was not killed, he might be talking about half his life's ancestral grave smoking.

500 years, half a lifetime to think about.

It's a pity.

Qiu Qingya slowly finished wiping the sword, saw her side face reflected in the shadow of the sword, and smiled silently, as if mocking

He was indeed mocking, looking down on himself.

After practicing sword for 600 years, what I got in the end is nothing but a fake mercy to whitewash peace by changing swords.

What a big joke.

"Wait a minute!"

Yue Yingque called them to stop, wiped her eyes indiscriminately, and said word by word:

"With Xijizhou and Ah Zhou here, I can't worry about Mu Xiwei's demon origin. But you must promise me one thing, otherwise I won't do anything."

"You must protect Mu Xiwei's life."

The clear light in her eyes is brighter than the bright moon: "The devil should be killed, and the origin of the monster should be seized. But once Mu Xiwei's life is in danger, I won't be the first to spare you, and I won't be able to forgive me." Own."

"Abbot!!!"

Several people in Tianhe illusion.It is not an exaggeration to say that he is in a hurry.

Luo Yongzhou is dizzy here