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

After the smoke and dust cleared, a huge crater of several tens of feet slowly emerged between Mu Ning's knees.Full of smoke and dust is slowly flowing.Mu Ning stared straight at the big pit without blinking his eyes.

Mind, eyes, soul went blank.He could clearly feel that his cultivation had dropped rapidly, and he turned into a mortal in just half a quarter of an hour.

He held the clay figurine in his hand, not daring to use the slightest bit of strength.My heart seemed to be missing half suddenly, empty.

He unconsciously scanned the surroundings, trying to convince himself that this was a dream, a nightmare.Then he waited for Jun Lin to hit him with a smile, and lightly reprimanded him for being dazed.

"What's wrong?!" Venerable Zi Tong's shocked voice came, but it failed to wake up Mu Ning.

"Good boy?! What the hell is going on here!! Why are you injured so badly?! What about your cultivation level!" Venerable Zi Tong hastily poured a lot of spiritual power into Mu Ning's body, and his flesh and blood quickly The feeling of growth didn't even move Mu Ning's eyelids.

Seeing Tu'er like this, Venerable Zitong's heart turned cold. He originally wanted to take Tu'er back first, and talk about other things later.Although he vaguely guessed it, he was afraid that something happened to his soul, and it was probably not a trivial matter.

However, his actions were interrupted by someone who suddenly appeared.

"It's so fast, I'm really surprised. I thought it would take hundreds of years." There was a trace of surprise in the azure eyes of the visitor, but his face made Mu Ning, who was in a trance, regain his senses.

He broke away from the master's hand and rushed to the young man's feet.Because the lower body was still unable to use force, he could only grab the grass on the ground and wriggle forward.

"Senior! Please! Please save Junlin!!" Mu Ning grabbed the trousers of the young man, pleading all over his face, he had never been so humble before.

The young man looked at him, and then waved his hand. The dazzling light flashed, and Mu Ning found himself suddenly appearing in a white space. He stood here with a complete posture. Only the feeling of being down-to-earth can prove that there is a ground here. of.

"This is where I resurrected An Zejun." The young man suddenly appeared in front of him and said.

"Then can he...can he be revived here?" Mu Ning trembled a little, his heart churning with an emotion between despair and hope.

"Yes." The young man gave him an affirmative answer.

"What am I going to do." Mu Ning knows better than anyone else that no matter what you do, there will be a price, let alone something like the living dead.

The young man was silent for a moment, and then, a body suddenly appeared in the space between the two of them, to be precise, it was a corpse.The familiar face of the corpse made Mu Ning stop thinking about it, and the scars on his body proved his origin.

This is An Zejun's body in his own world.

"I can revive him, and even make him have unparalleled strength." The young man said softly.

"Then what do I need to pay?"

"You have lost all your cultivation, but your body that has been transformed by a very high cultivation can still allow you to live for 260 years." The young man always had that calm smile on his face, and he paused and said, " I need you to give me 200 of them."

"Okay." Mu Ning readily agreed, "Why not all of them, is this enough?"

"Why, wish I could die sooner?" The young man snorted, raised his hand and instantly recovered the wounds on An Zejun's body, even his heartbeat and breathing.

"How can it be so simple to bring a person back to life? I just can't believe it." Mu Ning looked at the slightly heaving chest, and tears filled his eyes with joy.

"Oh, that's true. First, An Zejun is resurrected, but he doesn't know when he will wake up." The young man raised a finger, followed by the second finger, "Second, I can give him enormous power." , but you didn't, that is to say, you may lose him at any time without cultivation."

"Not necessarily when...wake up?" Mu Ning was a little stunned.What's the matter, if he doesn't wake up for one day, I'll guard him for one day, if he doesn't wake up for ten years, I'll guard him for ten years.Even if I can't protect him, Master can give me an absolutely safe environment before.

"Third, his life after resurrection is still short, not even as long as yours." The corners of the young man's mouth widened, and he wanted to see if he could take away all his things.

"As long as he is still alive, this is more important than anything else." Mu Ning squatted down, embraced his gradually warming body, and pressed his cheek against his forehead.

"Then, I wish you good luck, and we can meet again in the lifetime of the two of you." The young man ended the conversation like this.

"Senior, can I ask another question?" Mu Ning raised his head, looking at the young man's seemingly smiling but extremely cold face.

"Yes." The young man nodded.

"What did you take from An Zejun?" Mu Ning asked with absolute certainty.

"Hey, did you actually notice this? Sure enough, the lover came back to life, and the reason followed?" The young man thought it was a little funny but he didn't laugh, but there was no need to hide it from him. "I took the Sacrifice from him and the Guardian from you. "

""sacrifice"? "guard"? "Mu Ning was at a loss.

"An Zejun himself is an extremely cold person, he will not do anything to sacrifice for others." The young man thought of something and added, "You think it is a deadlock between you, but it is not. He originally It is possible to escape, but there is only one of you, he chose to sacrifice himself, and you are willing to protect him without knowing the future, this is the sacrifice and protection I want."

"Then there are so many people in the world, why did they find us?" Mu Ning asked immediately.

The young man smiled, "Because the two of you carry that person's spiritual energy, only the spiritual power he inadvertently left out can allow me to get your sacrifice and protection." The young man explained carefully.

"That person? Who?" Mu Ning really couldn't think of it. It was impossible for him to know anyone who could make this unfathomable person fall in love with him.

"You were orphaned at a young age, who sent you to Broken Water Gate?" The young man gave him a meaningful look, and then said, "That person travels through various worlds, and when he finds a child with a similar aura, he picks it up and raises it himself. Four years old, if you find out that you have made a mistake, you will go back and leave, so will you, and so will An Zejun."

The young man raised his head, his eyes seemed to be looking at something through this white space. "There are still many, many people like you at this time."

"who's that person?"

"It's not something you can know." The young man suddenly looked at him, then waved his hand, and suddenly knocked him out of the space.When his sight was restored again, he was already sitting in front of the master.

"What's going on, why did I feel that space flashed just now... Isn't this your primordial spirit? When did you come back? What happened to your primordial spirit?" Venerable Zitong hurled questions like cannonballs.

"It's nothing." With a smile on Mu Ning's face, he gently placed An Zejun on the grass next to him, and then kowtowed respectfully to the Venerable System.

"Master, this disciple has lost all his cultivation, and his life span is only 63 years. Forgive me for being unfilial and not being filial to Master."

"You! What are you talking about, you stupid apprentice! You can practice again when your cultivation level is gone! Why do you have to do this!" Venerable Zi Tong hurriedly helped his stupid apprentice up, but Mu Ning rejected the master, and once again sent Mr. An Ze Pulling it back into his arms, he shook his head gently.

"There's no time, Master. There's no time." Mu Ning briefly described the matter, in exchange for Master's long silence.

Looking at his apprentice's slightly staggering back, he sighed heavily in dismay.

Human life is really... never going smoothly forever...

This sudden struggle, inside and out, has been fought for three years, and it ended anticlimactically.

Only then did the disciples of the various sects know one thing.

Mu Ning, the head disciple of Ziyang Peak in Duanshuimen, was killed in a trick against the leader of the evil way.

Countless elders are heartbroken because they have lost their outstanding disciples;

Countless female disciples are crying because they lost a perfect husband;

Numerous magicians looked up to the sky and laughed, because they had lost a formidable enemy.

But the protagonist lives quietly in a place with beautiful scenery and no danger in the restricted area of ​​cut-off water.

Three years later, Mu Ning has long been used to coarse linen clothes. Although he is not poor, he wants to let An Zejun eat the things he made with his own hands.Although it is coarse linen, it is always bright red, with mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered on it.

He has been wearing wedding clothes like this for three years.

This morning, he scrubbed An Zejun's face.Then he went to deal with his own small garden.Pushing open the door, he saw Master's figure at the door.

"Stupid boy, if you practice again, you can wake up that kid immediately." Venerable Zitong said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel, and his face was full of displeasure.

"The kid you're talking about is your apprentice daughter-in-law." Mu Ning laughed, "I've said it long ago, I don't have time, Ah Jun doesn't even go as far as I do, I just want to...use my remaining It’s all about staying with him for the rest of my life, without him, what’s the point of my practice?”

"How dare a ghost recognize such an apprentice daughter-in-law! Rotten wood! Are you a piece of rotten wood? Did you hang yourself on such a tree?! What's so good about him! He took your soul away!" Venerable Zitong stood up in a panic. Roar.

"Even if he's not good anywhere, I'll stay with him." Mu Ning looked up at Master, with a bright smile that had never been seen on his handsome face. "We can't live without each other."

"I'm so mad! You're going to rot here by yourself!" Venerable Zitong flung his sleeves away, slamming the door with a clang.

Mu Ning shook his head dumbfounded, the master would come to persuade him every few days, every time he would rush out in such an angry manner, and would come again in a few days.

"Master, this disciple...is not filial." Mu Ning only had this sentence, but he didn't know how to redeem it, so he just returned to the house with his head down.

Looking at An Zejun's sleeping face, he couldn't help smiling again.

"You have to wake up quickly, only you can make the master feel oppressed in words, so, you have to wake up quickly..." Mu Ning stroked An Zejun's cheek, then gently lowered his head and kissed on his tight lips.

For the first five years, An Zejun was still asleep, and for the second and third.

17 years after the war between good and evil.

Mu Ning found that his face hadn't changed at all, maybe it was the effect of the elixir he had taken before, but his temples had already grown gorgeous hair, and he didn't know how many more ten years like this he could have.

He packed his tools and pushed open the door of his yard, but a long-lost chuckle made him suddenly look up.

"Hey, beauty! The weather is nice, how about we get married?"

The next moment Mu Ning burst into tears.

Finish

It has been 63 years since the youth received what he wanted.

On this day, he had just transformed a black wolf into a human being, and soon received a message from his subordinates who stayed in another world.

"What's the matter." The young man lay lazily on his rocking chair, and a half-spirited and half-transparent figure appeared in the water mirror raised in front of him.

"Master, Mu Ning and An Zejun are dead." Ban Ling said concisely, and he would be scolded if he said too much.

"Has more than sixty years passed so quickly? Died together?"

"An Zejun died first, and Mu Ning died for love."

The young man rubbed his forehead and said, "Then destroy that small world. There is nothing useful anymore. It is better to create a new one. Come back, and I will arrange new tasks for you."

"Yes, master!" Ban Ling was a little excited. Now that he can finally be promoted, he might be able to go to the legendary modern world. What else am I going to do...

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