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Chapter 384 Master is above (36)

Nan Xing suppressed the smell of blood in his throat, didn't have time to care about the little green tea on the side, he took a breath and said: "Patriarch Murong, I have already received this palm, please let senior brother and Tianxuanzong go."

Backlash hurts, but Murong Ting's heart hurts even more now!

Jinhuai was able to deceive everyone and make everyone think that he was a disciple who respected his master, respected his master and protected his fellow disciples, and that he and Fairy were the most common mentors and apprentices.

But his father can see his thoughts...

Master and apprentice fall in love, which is despised by the cultivation world.

He is the son of a gentleman who knows how to be polite and respectful, and anyone who sees him will praise him as a gentleman, but he has such thoughts about the master he should respect and love...

A trace of pain flashed in Murong Ting's eyes, looking at Nan Xing, he questioned, "You knew that Jinhuai's magic weapon would protect you from harm, otherwise how could you be hurt if your meridians are all destroyed and you have no cultivation at all?" Under this palm?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was still awake was shocked...

What does it mean?
Did they hear correctly?
Nan Xing was flustered, how did Patriarch Murong know about this?She even said it in front of her disciples, she planned to tell only her senior brother...

Rong Jue's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fairy master's meridians were all destroyed? Who did it?
No wonder I have never seen an immortal master use spells before...

As if aware of Nan Xing's doubts, Murong Ting said in a deep voice: "The reason why the Murong family is the strongest weapon refining family in the cultivation world is that in addition to the secret techniques passed down from the ancestors, there is also the fairy eye inherited from the direct line, which can see through people's dantian meridians. Refining the most suitable natal magic weapon, any magic weapon and magic technique that conceals the realm of cultivation will be in vain in front of the fairy eyes."

Nan Xing was stunned, and grabbed the jade pendant in his hand.

Jinhuai is a direct descendant, and also has fairy eyes.

and so……

He actually knew it from the beginning.

It's just that she didn't tell, and he didn't ask.

If she thinks he doesn't know, then he will act as if he doesn't know.

Losing his cultivation base, the days and nights in Shuangxue Peak, the torment is not only Yu Nanxing...

Yes, in my memory, the Frost and Snow Palace at the beginning was not as warm as spring at all...

Murong Ting changed his voice and said sharply: "Yunan Xing! How do you bear Jin Huai's kindness to you? Because you are his master? Because of your pitiful teaching grace? Do you know that this magic weapon is Jin Huai? How much did you pay to refine it?"

Nan Xing's body trembled, his eyelashes twitched, and his thoughts were confused, "I..."

Of course she knew how the magic weapon was refined, and she was always under pressure...

Seeing her like this, a trace of uneasiness flashed in Rong Jue's eyes, "Master."

"Even now that he is dead, you have to use the magic weapon he made with half his life to block it! Use up his last bit of value! I shouldn't have let him worship you as a teacher in the first place!"

Murong Ting's words made Nan Xing's face pale, his eyes red, and he couldn't speak at all...

Senior brother can't die, Tianxuanzong can't be destroyed, she has only one way, shamelessly ask Jin Huai to protect her again.

She thought it had nothing to do with herself, but she was a person of flesh and blood, and with Yunanxing's memory, she couldn't watch a play on the sidelines.

Murong Ting saw that her complexion was getting worse and worse, he couldn't tell what it was like, he just said something so ugly on purpose, he didn't hate her for being a fake, it was because of her that Jinhuai had an accident.

So when she proposed to take that palm for Lin Shangqing, even though he saw that her meridians were destroyed, he agreed. At that time, he really wanted to kill her...

But she didn't expect that the magic weapon left by Jin Huai would block it for her...

He closed his eyes, his heart aching...

After a while, he wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, turned and left...

The disciples supported each other, seeing Patriarch Murong's back who seemed to have aged in an instant after having been beautiful for most of his life, his heart was extremely sad.

Murong Ting got on the flying boat and coughed up a big mouthful of blood. He smiled, "Stinky boy, everyone will be hurt, even your father will not be recognized."

The flying boat started, and the others left with winks, leaving Murong Ting alone.

He covered his face, and finally couldn't hold back the tears...

How could he, a father, kill the person whom his son would protect even in death.

"Jinhuai, dad will let you do it for the last time..."

……

Tianxuanzong seemed to have survived the storm, and no one was injured, but everyone did not feel the slightest joy.

Lin Shangqing looked at Nan Xing and said anxiously: "Is what Patriarch Murong said true? Your meridians are all destroyed? When did it happen?"

Nan Xing's pale lips parted slightly, only to realize that his voice was so dry, "Brother...I'm so tired now, can we talk about this later?"

Murong Ting's words kept echoing in her mind, and the way Jin Huai died in front of her when she first came to this world...

Lin Shangqing looked worried, "Then go and rest."

Thinking of the distance between the main peak and Shuangxue Peak, and the fact that his junior sister has no cultivation, he paused, saw Rong Jue next to her, and said, "Lian Cha, take your master back, and stay with her well."

He knew that she felt uncomfortable, and with another apprentice by her side, it would probably be much better...

Rong Jue responded, even if the head didn't say anything, he would accompany the immortal master.

As soon as they left, the disciples immediately started chatting, asking questions one after another, all about Elder Yu.

Lin Shangqing frowned, "Okay! No one is allowed to tell about this matter! Don't panic, even if you lose your cultivation..."

The disciples continued: "Elder Yu is also the Supreme Elder of Tianxuanzong, the head of the sect, and the disciples know it."

If this kind of news spread, people would look for an opportunity to bully Tianxuanzong, they are not that stupid.

For the disciples who have been together for so long, Lin Shangqing is still assured of their character, they are all good and sensible children, he waved his hand, "Go and get medicine to recuperate."

The disciples left obediently, and some disciples who were still unconscious were carried away by the same sect for treatment...

Yinzhu Xianghong was also stunned, but Xianghong was a little farther away, woke up faster, and heard a little bit.

It turns out that the fairies have lost their cultivation, no wonder they need their help in such trivial matters as fetching water and fencing swords...

She already had a secret guess in her heart, the Lord... no, the Blood Demon Lord must have known about this matter, otherwise how could he let their two little disciples look at the fairy with confidence.

The matter is absolutely inseparable from him...

She is not the only one who thinks so, Lin Shangqing also thinks so.

……

As soon as Nan Xing landed, his body was shivered by the cold.

Rong Jue quickly took out the cloak from the storage ring and put it on her.

Nan Xing glanced at it casually. The cloak is white, with silver-threaded cranes and dark patterns. It is low-key and extraordinary.

There is still a little distance from the Frost Snow Palace, but you can't control the sword, there are rules in the sect, Rong Jue said softly: "Master, this disciple will carry you there."

Nan Xing looked at Little Green Tea's frail body, and didn't want him to carry it, so she could walk back by herself.

Rong Jue looked at her, his eyes were reddish, his voice was very low, "Master, this... makes me feel very useless..."

He lowered his eyes, and a snowflake fell on his slender eyelashes, "Let me do something for you."

everything is fine...

Nan Xing no longer twitched, pressed his chest against his back, put his arms around his neck, and let himself go...

Rong Jue stepped on the snow step by step, his eyes were deep...

An unspeakable depression in my heart...

What is she thinking?
Murong Jinhuai?
Is it the lost time that can never be made up...

(End of this chapter)