Do you think I am willing to become a Nascent Soul?

Venerable Zitong was really angry. He hoped that his apprentice would be promising. This does not mean that he would agree with his stupid apprentice to use such a method of harming others and not benefiting himself to obtain such huge power. The consequences will be incalculable.

Mu Ning and Venerable Zitong have been mentoring for many years, and seeing the expression on the master's face, he knew what he was thinking.

With great effort, he took off the master's hand, and took a step back to explain to the master.

"Not long after we arrived in the water-cutting space, it was like this..." Mu Ning spent a full hour, and after a lot of effort, he finally explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, including the origin and success. The relationship between the mysterious youth and An Zejun.

"Tsk, according to your description, this person is probably a strong man comparable to this world. Generally speaking, such a strong man has no way to forcibly descend to the lower bound." Venerable Zitong frowned, thinking more than his disciples thought. There are not only things related to oneself, but also the world.

If the world collapses, then they will have nowhere to hide.Although Venerable Zitong has not reached the stage of transcending catastrophe, his experience of thousands of years cannot be faked. He knows very well how much power a world can hold.

"That is to say, if he descends to the lower realm, either the world will be destroyed, or what he appears will only be a projection of □□, which doesn't even count as □□." Venerable Zitong looked more solemn, looked up at the two silly children in front of him, worried Worse.I don't know whether it is good or bad to be entangled with such a strong person.

"The world is intact now." Mu Ning also understood the implication of Master's words.

"However, I always feel that he doesn't want to kill me. Otherwise, is there shit in his head? I'm already dead." An Zejun interjected from the side, and successfully got Venerable Zitong to roll his eyes.

"This matter is not to let go of the most important thing, don't you know! What is the most important thing now! An Zejun, tell me!" Venerable Zitong stood up suddenly, shouted at Anze Jun, and said An Zejun's heart was also frightened.

"Why are you being lazy and not participating in the demonic annihilation?" An Zejun who was startled said angrily.

"Wrong! Big mistake! You disciple?! Why are you so unmotivated! Demons are rampant, and you should take it as your duty to defend the righteous way. How can you refuse like this? Naturally, I will lead the team, and you follow! Exorcism Go defend the way!" Venerable Zitong slapped An Zejun very suddenly, almost spit out his lungs, then stroked his beard, slammed the door and left, muttering to himself before leaving, " This old man hates these demon-killing and dao-defending things the most in my life... I'm so bored to death."

"Your master was struck by lightning when he crossed the catastrophe, and his mind was broken! It's not good to have convulsions from time to time! This is a disease, and it needs to be cured!" An Zejun glared at the person walking away angrily, and complained to Mu Ning.

"Master is the least willing to participate in such occasions." Mu Ning explained softly to An Zejun, and at the same time, he also said it to himself.

"It's not that this old man is too lazy to die." What else could it be? There are too many people and things to do, and he is too lazy to take care of it. An Zejun thinks the same way.

"It's not like that, but it's because every time there's a major attack, it's always the upright people who suffer the most."

"What? Isn't there a lot of people in the righteous way? You won't have a lot of people, and you can drown them by spitting."

"How could it be such a joke." Mu Ning chuckled helplessly. "With accurate information, it says where the evil way is rising and where it is doing evil. The righteous way must gather people with great fanfare and go to crusade."

Speaking of this, Mu Ning seemed to recall some bad memories, like eating a stone in the rice, he wrinkled his lips, then raised his head and looked out the window.

The bright sun turned the orange red of the clouds into yellow, and the bright red was bright red, just like the battlefield that year.

"There are also some short-sighted masters who wantonly encourage their disciples to participate in the demon slaying conference just to make a name for themselves." Mu Ningfu lowered his head again, looking at his pale fingers.

It was once stained with the blood of all his juniors and juniors.

That year's Mu Ning was in the mid-Gold Core stage.

Mu Ning was originally a person who could be trusted at will, and his previous character could even be said to be a holy father.He really believes that human nature is inherently good, and he believes that if he puts down the butcher knife, he can become a Buddha immediately.

Therefore, the group of demonic disciples who lost to him said to him:

"Fellow pastor! We were wrong! Let's disperse our cultivation base and re-cultivate the way, please let us go!", he believed without hesitation, and handed over the seriously injured to his juniors They took care of them, and asked the younger brothers and sisters not to treat them differently, and told them ridiculously that from now on, they would probably be their own comrades.

So when the demon stood beside the corpses of his juniors and sisters with his hands full of blood, and told him "I'm sorry, I couldn't save them", he believed it too. Anger and speechlessness.He doesn't want to doubt, and won't doubt.

So he pretended that he couldn't see the sneer in the eyes of the devil and the cynicism of his fellow disciples, but he was a human being after all, and his heart was soft and warm.He couldn't take it any longer, and when he finally made up his mind to question him, the demonic person who claimed to be seriously injured had already killed all his disciples in Ziyang Peak, and he was still at large.

How sad?Really not one left.

The master was silent, but it was more unbearable for him than beating and scolding. He was the only one left among the 310 members of the same school, and Ziyang Peak withered away.He spent 50 years on the wall of Duantou Cliff, transcribing the scriptures of rebirth for each of his fellow disciples, and laying out the formation of reincarnation.He even had the idea of ​​committing suicide to apologize for his sins, but the master didn't allow it. He just told him, "You are the last person in Ziyang Peak. If you die too, there will be no more Ziyang Peak in this Shushuimen."

Since then, Mu Ning has learned the method of beating me to death with a stick whenever it arouses my doubts.

"Didn't those people ask their disciples to take the lead?" An Zejun asked.Looking at Mu Ning's appearance, for some reason, he also had a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Not only charge into the battle, but also capture them alive in a high-sounding manner to show benevolence. Heh, I don't know how many disciples died because of this kind of benevolence." Mu Ning laughed. "

"There are so many peak masters in Duan Shuimen, how can anything happen to you Ziyang Peak?" An Zejun didn't understand, this is the twelve peaks, so they should take turns, they should let Zhan Venerable Yue went in a prudish manner.

I had thought that An Zejun would ask such a question a long time ago, but when I heard it, Mu Ning still smiled.

"To give you an analogy, the cultivation experience of the elders of the sect is expressed in the form of age. Then the master, the venerable Daimo, the venerable green bamboo, the venerable Zhanyue, and the elder master of the sect are 39 or 40 years old. The remaining people like Venerable Qiansong are 32 years old or even 30 years old. If they are done by someone who is around 30 years old and experienced, they will not be able to run away from the master." Mu Ning took a sip of tea and continued, "Such demons and guardians. Things will definitely not be done by one person, the main reason is to prevent one person from thinking one-sidedly and affecting the overall situation."

An Zejun: Why do you suddenly feel that the silly old man is quite reliable after hearing what you said?Is this an illusion?

The two of them just chatted one after another, and gradually sank to the bottom of the sea.

Zhengdao is preparing to gather manpower with great fanfare to eliminate demons and defend Daoism, but no one can think of it.A high-ranking demon general in the Mo Dao even led 10,000+ demon cultivators to kill the water-breaking gate.

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In the early morning of this day, the disciples patrolling the mountain saw a cloud of clouds rushing towards the sect. He also told the people in his company why the cloud was running so fast, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a large group of disciples from the demon world, reporting in a panic Zongmen.

Now, the two parties have been confronting each other for a long time with the Zongmen formation as the boundary.

It's impossible for An Zejun not to hear this kind of movement, he gathered at the door early to watch the excitement, and Mu Ning also followed him out, so as not to make trouble again.

The demon general stood there without saying a word.He scanned the Duanshuimen disciples in front of him again and again, as if he was looking for something.

When he saw Mu Ning, he paused, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and roared sharply.

"Mu Ning!! You still remember me!"

An Zejun: No, we don't know you by Daming Lake.

Suddenly remembered something, the demon general suddenly tore off the mask on his face, revealing an extremely hideous face.

Mu Ning and An Zejun were shocked, and they couldn't help being secretly shocked at the same time.

"This person turned out to be the original disciple, Qian Yunwei? In just a few months, he has fallen into the devil's path and become a devil general!"

An Zejun was even more surprised, is the magic general so worthless? !

The people in the sky think of another thing.

Qian Yunwei recalled more than once why he hated Mu Ning, but he couldn't figure it out. He didn't even have the memory of how he got out of the sect. In order to find the answer, he even traded with the demon king. After losing Yuanshen, he still got nothing, but he knew that Mu Ning must know the reason behind it!

"The proud son of heaven, is your cultivation level comparable to Yuanying now! Do you still have the face to be the chief disciple in the Broken Water Gate?! It makes people laugh!" Qian Yunwei raised his arms high, his palms running powerfully spiritual power, and then slammed towards the sect's enchantment.

The enchantment seemed to be overwhelmed, and it made a gurgling sound, and the entire sect trembled, but there was no substantial damage.

"This is probably comparable to the strength of the peak of God Transformation." The elder looked at the enchantment and said, then mocked.I don't know where this yellow-haired boy got the courage, but with such a cultivation level, he dared to come over to challenge the water-breaking gate, he was really tired of work.

(Cultivation levels in the book: Qi refining→foundation building→Golden Elixir→Yuanying→Hua Shen→Out of Body→Mahayana→Crossing Tribulation→Ascension)

"Then your teeth are too loose, they will fall out when you smile, and you will lose them if you continue to smile like this." Mu Ning's silence doesn't mean that An Zejun can calmly bear it.

"Hmph! You guys can now show me your tongue!" Qian Yunwei could only see Mu Ning, but not An Zejun who was blocked behind him. The large irregular stone plate was respectfully placed in his hand. "Today I will let you take a look, what is real, hell on earth! Hahaha!"

He ruthlessly threw the stone into the barrier. He didn't know what kind of structure the stone was, but it actually entered the barrier as if piercing through air bubbles.Everyone didn't react for a while, and they were still watching the stone fall straight to the ground in a daze. At this moment, someone suddenly yelled.

"Run! That's Shura's order to summon ghosts!" As soon as the words came out, everyone screamed and fled in all directions like frightened birds and beasts.

It is said that Shura's order to summon ghosts can connect the gates of the yin and yang worlds, and recruit fierce ghosts from the evil ghost world into the yang world without being troubled by the sun.And this evil spirit is the scariest place.No matter how advanced your cultivation is, your attacks will not have any effect. Instead, evil spirits can possess people, sucking people's cultivation and lifespan, and Nascent Soul and below cannot resist.

When a person dies, the evil spirit will occupy the body and turn into a kind of extremely flexible zombie, killing wantonly, and if they can't avoid it, they will be scattered.

Mu Ning held An Zejun in his arms, so as not to be scattered by the crowd, but he himself stood still, motionless.

"Hahaha! Mu Ning! Go to hell!" Qian Yunwei laughed as if he had succeeded, and then raised his arms and shouted, "By starving to death! Kill everyone in this world!"

"Yes!"

This kicked off a scuffle!