Everyone owes me a favor

At first, Lian Ruxin didn't believe him.

He asked: "Can all these difficulties be solved by killing only one person?"

The man in black said, "Yes."

Lian Ruxin: "How?"

"Feng Rugu reached the Nascent Soul Realm ten years ago. Since the evil cultivator corrupted the Dao, the luck in the world has been insufficient. There are less than one person in a thousand who can form an alchemy, and there is no one in a million to reach the Nascent Soul Realm. The god stone is like Being able to get a Nascent Soul can help thousands of people avoid the suffering of sacrifices. This is one of them."

Lian Ruxin's expression moved slightly.

"You have the soul of a demon cultivator on your body, but you just need a body, sealed as before, and his body is the best container. You don't have to go to innocent people to take their body. This is the second."

"You kill one person and benefit tens of thousands of people, and keep one side peaceful. The sacred stone is forever, and there is no need to guard it. If the sacred stone has a spirit, it should reward you and give you freedom. This is the third."

The man in black had an extremely calm voice, as silent as snow on a high mountain: "He robbed you of incense, robbed you of blessings, and indirectly killed this demon cultivator. Although he didn't intend it, the karma has already happened. Are you going to replace him? Take it all, or kill him and end it all?"

After a long silence, Lian Ruxin said: "Cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage, I am powerless to fight. Besides, I cannot leave the ancient city."

The man in black said: "As long as you have seen him, you know you can fight. I will help you. As long as you cause some unimportant incidents in the city and attract a few people from Taoism or Buddhism to come here, I will help you." Then there is a way to ask Feng Rugu to come to this city by himself."

Lian Ruxin doesn't understand.

That Yun Zhongjun should be a noble Taoist, how could such an insignificant matter bring him here?

The man in black said, "You don't need to worry about it. I have a solution."

Lian Ruxin closed her eyes: "I won't kill anyone in the city."

The man in black said, "It's up to you."

The man in black grabbed the knife and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Lian Ruxin.

The man in black looked back, his figure was stern, and his figure was wrapped in a long cloak, like a jade soul transformed from a thousand-year-old jade.

Lian Ruxin asked: "I ask for peace in the world, for a relief, and for him to come back to life. What do you ask for?"

The man in black supported the black Wujin Tangdao, and remained silent.

Lian Ruxin noticed that a pair of strangely colored blue pupils were exposed from the eye holes on the mask.

Lian Ruxin understood a bit: "Do you have a grudge against that Taoist?"

"I have no enmity with anyone." The man in black said coldly, "All I want is peace and peace in the world, and the restoration of orthodox Taoism."

This is extremely weird.

Lian Ruxin's eyes were nurtured by the natural power of heaven and earth, and he can see through things that are difficult for ordinary people to see through. Therefore, he can see that this person has a lot of blood on his body. .

But Lian Ruxin didn't ask further questions.

According to the "bad idea" that Yi Shangchen had given him, he chose a wealthy family in the ancient city, took their souls, and did not harm their bodies, but only made them fall asleep.

Sure enough, rumors of a soul-devouring monster gradually spread in the city.

The people in Shuisheng Ancient City have been protected by the sacred stone for a long time, and they have not encountered such a strange thing for a long time, so they are panic-stricken. The monster's ferocious face is vividly conveyed in the public, as if they saw it with their own eyes.

Their guardian, Lian Ruxin, turned into a white shadow, holding his newly stolen soul, carefully putting it in his arms, walking under the scorching sun, but only felt ups and downs in the icy water.

It was the first time in his life that he did something bad, and he was terrified and felt a strange and subtle relaxation.

Five days later, he accidentally found the body of a young monk on Mount Mizhi.

... The little monk had his head south and feet north, with a line of dried dirty blood remaining on his neck, and his throat was severed with a knife, which was exactly what Tang Dao did.

The man in black with blue eyes stood beside him, considering where to place the little monk's body.

Lian Ruxin knew everyone in the city, and he knew that this young monk was the second son of a senior official from the Bai family in the west of the city. Because of his stubborn nature, his parents had a lot of headaches, so they simply sent him to Hanshan Temple to become a lay monk. Discipline for three years.

And four days ago, he had just taken the soul of the senior official Bai.

Lian Ruxin stepped forward and said anxiously: "You said, don't kill anyone in the city."

The man in black: "When will I promise you? What I promised is that you don't have to kill anyone in the city, and whoever I want to kill with my sword, I don't need the god stone to take care of me."

Lian Ruxin was not good at talking and speaking, she was anxious in every possible way, but she couldn't speak out, her pretty face became more and more red.

In the end, he didn't try to say anything anymore, and sighed softly: "That's all. You and I conspired together. What's the difference between what you kill and what I kill."

The man in black ignored him, and dragged the little monk's body from side to side, picked up a fresh beech leaf from the ground, and looked up at the sun.

The veins of the beech leaves are clear, and when the sunlight penetrates, they look like a small green palm full of veins.

He said, "You wait here for him. I have other things to do."

Lian Ruxin asked, "Where are you going?"

The man in black put the zelkova leaves in his arms: "Bring him, here you are."

……

The mist cleared before Feng Rugu's eyes, and two drops of the tea spilled from the cup fell onto his knees.

In just a moment when the water dripped down, he had already seen half of the life of Lian Ruxin, the son of the stone god.

Lian Ruxin stood in front of him like this, and repeated his intention of coming: "My servant, please die in peace, Mr. Yunzhong."

When she said this, Lian Ruxin still had blushing blushes on her cheeks, like a shy teenager who made unreasonable demands on others.

All the stories, all the weaknesses, were presented together before he planned to do it. Lian Ruxin was indeed a gentleman, and he killed people so gracefully.

Thinking like this, Feng Ruyuan took another sip of the remaining cigarette, and put the bong on the table: "I'm really easy to be hated by others."

Lian Ruxin pursed her thin lips, did not deny it, and looked at him with slightly worried and sad eyes.

Meeting his gaze, Feng Ruyu shuddered for no reason.

After dealing with him up to this point, the doubt and uneasiness that has always been lingering in Feng Rugu's heart became more and more clear.

——Lian Ruxin was conceived by the spirit of stone, and every part of his body is natural, so his eyes can see through all obstacles.

He could tell at a glance that 12 years ago, Feng Rugu, who was admiring the sunrise on the cliff, used the technique of phase shifting.

He can also tell at a glance that the dust on the clothes is a demon cultivator, and the man in black has blood and evil on his body.

...he can see through everything...

After suddenly realizing this, Feng Ruyuan's complexion changed.

After noticing the change in Feng Rugu's expression, Lian Ruxin knew that he had guessed the truth, so she smiled a little embarrassedly: "Yes, Yun Zhongjun. All blindfolds are useless to me."

"So, I know that you clicked a guiding star on that layman's wrist, first gave him the wrong location, led him away, and then planned to call him back at the right time. broke through the spiritual power barrier, and put everyone in the hall to sleep just now."

"You have been dealing with me and want to delay the time, and I know it."

"...Yun Zhongjun is sick and can't use his spiritual power. I already knew it when I was following you."

"There is only one thing I don't understand." Lian Ruxin said, "Mr. Yunzhong knew that I was by your side, waiting for an opportunity to strike, but even my apprentice refused to stay by your side. You really have such great courage, dare to use A crippled body no different from ordinary people, waiting here?"

"Like I said, I thought you would come with him." Feng Rugu said lightly, "My two apprentices are not good at learning, and I'm afraid that I will lose face in front of Lord Stone God and Lord Ghost Mian."

Lian Ruxin was silent for a long while, two fingers joined together, and a white fire ignited at the fingertips: "Mr. Yunzhong has worked hard for his disciples, and I will try to convey it."

Seeing the white light igniting that meant death, Feng Rugu actually had the intention of joking: "That's not necessary. As a master, as long as I don't drag them down, it will be the greatest achievement."

Lian Ruxin was about to strike, but for the first time to kill someone, facing a living face, a pair of eyes staring at him, he couldn't do it after all, and instead forced his face to turn pale.

He turned the white light on his fingertips, pointing at the little monk Haijing who was sleeping on the bed, with a bluff threat in his tone: "Please kill yourself, Mr. Yunzhong, I will save some face for you."

Lian Ruxin can easily open Hai Jing's brain with only a finger force.

Feng Rugu stopped laughing: "This is a grudge between you and me, it has nothing to do with him."

Lian Ruxin: "I also don't want to involve others, Mr. Yun Zhong, if you don't kill yourself, I can only take his life and then yours. If you have no power to resist, why bother to lose another life..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Rugu turned his head and ran towards the window, snatched the wooden saber hanging by the window from the little monk, jumped onto the window sill, and jumped straight down from the three-story painting building with all his strength!

Practicing like a quick turn of the mind——

This is not escape.

With Feng Ruyuan's three-inch tongue, he could have dealt with him again, but for the safety of the little monk, he resolutely cut off his own way of life!

The moment he jumped out of the window, he took all the dangers on himself!

Lian Ruxin didn't have time to think about the relationship between Feng Rugu and this young monk, and why he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect him.

All he knew was that he couldn't let Feng Ruyuan escape like this,

Feng Rugu hadn't controlled his spiritual power for a long time, and his movements were a little clumsy. When he landed on the boat, he didn't have time to let go of his energy, so he staggered two steps forward.

However, before his toes were firmly established, he felt something in his heart, and without turning his head, he sideways moved away——

A white light full of murderous intent poured into the sky, even though he dodged in time, the back of his clothes was still scratched in a large area.

The lotus pond was broken into a wave, and a painting boat seemed to have encountered a huge wave in the sea. After a violent jolt, it overturned on the spot. The piano table and chess board should fall into the water, leaving only the side and a small carved building floating on it. above the water.

Lian Ruxin stood upright, floating in mid-air, and lowered his head to find the trace of Feng Ru.

The mist dissipated, and Lian Ruxin saw Feng Ruru, whose clothes were torn.

Holding Haijing's Bodhi wooden sword, he stood on the floating small carved building.

Under the torn clothes, large areas of green lotus tattoos were exposed, vivid and embossed.

But Lian Ruxin was horrified on the spot, and the aura froze on her fingertips.

The tattoos on the person in front of him are not tattoos, but green stamens, white stones, and green water, which follow the lines of scars all over his body, skillfully covering up the messy cuts all over his body.

The scratch wound all the way from the leg to the left chest, it was clearly an old injury left after a long delay!

The severity of the injury made Lian Ruxin couldn't help but wonder how he survived after suffering such injuries.

What is even more astonishing is that at Feng Rugu's back waist, a green lotus blooms slowly like a living thing, and the red stamen glows, swaying around.

Wisps of devilish energy overflowed from the red pistil, wrapped around his body, and wrapped around Shangfeng's arm holding the sword.

On Feng Rugu's neck, which was as fine as porcelain, there were complex magic patterns that flickered on and off, extremely gorgeous, and a thin red light flashed from the light-colored right eye, which was a sign of demonization!

Lian Ruxin was astonished, she didn't have time to think about why Feng Ruyuan's well-behaved holy body turned into such a shape, and then looked closely, and found that a corner of the mysterious restriction imposed on Feng Ruyuan's body had been broken.

"I lured you to come here with the intention of asking my little Hongchen to do something. Unfortunately, that person didn't come, and neither did Little Hongchen. So at this moment, there is only the grievance between you and me."

Feng Rugu held the Buddha sword in one hand, the Buddha energy on the sword was entangled with the evil demon energy in his palm, Feng Rugu didn't care about it, he rolled up the sword flower, the water waves in the lotus pond swayed slightly, unexpectedly With Feng Ruyu as the center, a vortex gradually formed, with the meaning of returning to the ruins on a pilgrimage.

Feng Rugu looked at Lian Ruxin, his tone was still laziness, as if he was talking about a very common family matter: "Before a flower blooms, I will defeat you."