Master III

"This person is more noble than you, and stronger than you. He is single-minded and possessive of you. He hurts you the most. Maybe it is not obvious in the early stage, but it will definitely be exposed in the later stage."

Shen Linghan listened to everything the old man said, "Name."

The old man shook his head, "Forgive the old man for not being strong enough, I can only speculate on this."

"age."

"Smaller than you."

Shen Linghan also had an orientation in his heart.Looking at Bai Lingyuan who was sweating profusely over there, he said, "Lingyuan, come here."

When Bai Lingyuan heard the words, he put down his hoe and wiped the sweat off his face, ran over, stood in front of Shen Linghan and knelt down on one leg, "Please give me your instructions."

Shen Linghan didn't answer but said to the old man: "Help him have a look."

Bai Lingyuan opened his right hand and handed it to the old man. The old man picked up Bai Lingyuan's left palm before looking at it.Bai Lingyuan smiled playfully at Shen Linghan, but Shen Linghan remained motionless.

The old man's face was wrinkled, like a shriveled piece of mud. "This person is very similar to your fate, also has three."

Shen Linghan interrupted the old man to signal that he didn't need to say any more, the person in the fate was already very clear, it was Bai Lingyuan.

The old man stood aside quietly, and Bai Lingyuan withdrew his hand, "Zunzun, what is he talking about? How can this disciple not understand. How can a person have three fates?"

"Don't worry about it." Shen Linghan covered Bai Lingyuan's head and asked, "Are you only hurting me?"

"No, the deeper the hatred, the more people will be hurt."

"Is there a solution?"

"Yes. Negotiate less with others, less intercede for others. Only in this way can there be less."

There were dark waves in Bai Lingyuan's eyes, did you mean him?so what?He just can't see Master being kind to others.

"Let's go, Zunzun, how can you believe such groundless claims? It's better to go back to the Immortal Sword Sect and let the elders discuss it."

He hugged Shen Linghan, supported his back, let out a cold snort, and walked back the way he had come.It's a country road again, and it's that cowherd again.

"Why are you still here?" Bai Lingyuan asked curiously.Shen Linghan opened his eyes, a pair of swarthy eyes also looked at the cowherd with a bit of inquiry.

"It's not because the sun is setting, I must be going home to cook. Why hasn't this young master found a place to stay?"

Bai Lingyuan felt more and more wrong, how could such a coincidence happen?But at this moment, Shen Linghan called out a person's name, "Uncle Lingyan."

The Cowherd laughed out loud, "My nephew really has good eyes, I can't hide this disguise." Taking off the burnt yellow skin, a clean face was revealed.

"What is the purpose of the uncle leading the nephew to that place?"

Ling Yan, who was still smiling at first, suddenly collapsed, "What should come will come. You just saw it, your good apprentice practiced sorcery. This is a big ban, and it should be dealt with according to the rules no matter how you look at it. "

"I know."

What Bai Lingyuan wanted to say was that he couldn't make it out of his throat. It was because Ling Yan had imposed a silence technique on him.His face turned red, and he hugged Shen Linghan tightly.

"Then what do you plan to do? Are you going to execute him on the spot or hand it over to... Zhan Pavilion?" Ling Xi twisted her wrist, waiting for an answer.

"I'll settle this matter. Go back first."

How does Master want to solve it?Master...

Ling Xi frowned at Bai Lingyuan coldly, and snatched Shen Linghan from him.Enter spiritual power into Shen Linghan's body, and then supplement it with the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Warm currents flowed through Shen Linghan's body, and he looked back to his original state.As for why the clothes can be big or small, it's because Shen Linghan specially ordered someone to make them according to his previous experience.

Shen Linghan was about to go on his way, but Ling Yan stopped him, "Don't you take the opportunity to recuperate and gather more spiritual power, instead of wasting it? You just close your eyes and lie down and sleep for a while."

Ling Xi transformed into a cloud of mist out of thin air and signaled Shen Linghan to lie down on it. After sitting on it, Shen Linghan used his dantian to transmit sound, "Master, if you really reach that step, let me do the last blow."

Ling Xi's expressionless Yuqi fog hovered in the air.Shen Linghan closed his eyes after receiving this silent reply, tossing and turning for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.A beam of light surrounded Shen Linghan inside, protecting it tightly.

Bai Lingyuan called Cang Rong, "Cang Rong, if I go back to that cannibal cave again, do you think Master will help me?"

Cang Rong lowered his head, it's really hard to say.Thinking of how decisive Shen Linghan was in his previous life, it made him feel hatred.Now only some things have changed, but the essence will not change.

"I know. Anyway, I have experienced it, so I must be ready. What else do I have to be afraid of?" Bai Lingyuan smiled bitterly, and there was a trace of struggling hope amidst the bitterness.

"No matter what the result is, I will accompany you. At worst, I will get what I want with my own hands after I become stronger."

……

In a barren wilderness, overgrown with weeds, there are skeletons within a hundred miles, both animals and humans.

Luo Sikong leaned against a dry tree, looking at the dim sky, occasionally a few crows circled around.He stretched out his hand to the sky, but what he saw was an old and withered hand.His hands were extraordinarily rough, like muddy roots that had been dug for a long time.

"Nan Yunsheng, it's so difficult to be a human being." Luo Sikong smiled weakly, the wrinkles on his face covered his formerly handsome and handsome face.There is nothing on the whole body that can be seen, only the soul-inducing lamp in his hand that has never been extinguished.

Mu Anhao stumbled and ran out holding something covered in bruises.Instead of the grinning mouth just now, he smiled happily: "Master, eat!"

Luo Sikong's slightly pale eyebrows twitched together, "Go beg someone else again."

Mu Anhao submerged himself in dividing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into several small pieces, picked up a piece and handed it to Luo Sikong, "As long as Master is happy, it doesn't matter what happens to Anhao."

"Promise me, don't ask others again in the future." Luo Sikong's voice was so small that Mu An could hardly hear him.

"Master, since Anhao has ordered this pastry, why don't you have some?" Mu Anhao carefully observed Luo Sikong's expression.

With trembling hands, Luo Sikong took the small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it into his chapped lips.Chewing it carefully, it is neither bland nor sweet, just like what Nan Yunsheng fed him in previous years.

Unknowingly, the long-lost tears fell down again, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake fainted, stained with a layer of shadow.

Mu Anhao put away the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and reached out to wipe away Luo Sikong's tears, "Master, don't cry. It will be fine."

There was some tingling on his face, Luo Sikong held Mu Anhao's hand and stared at it.His hands were full of needles, blue and purple.

"How did you do this! Who, who did it!? Cough cough..." Luo Sikong raised his arm and covered his mouth, coughing, his eyes flushed from coughing.

Mu An really wanted to withdraw his hand but Luo Sikong grabbed him tightly, "No, no one..."

Luo Sikong calmed down and wanted to check if Mu Anhao was still injured.Hold a finger, soft, like the hand of a newborn baby, without bones...

Luo Sikong's pupils shrank and his whole body trembled, "Well, your finger..." was broken.

Mu Anhao couldn't feel the pain anymore, so he was afraid that Luosi would get angry, so he said: "Master, it's okay. It's just the little finger, it doesn't interfere." After speaking, he moved the other four fingers.

Luo Sikong struggled to stand up, "Tell me! Who is it..."

He is already so desolate and pathetic, and Mu Anhao has to suffer, because he has too much retribution!

Mu Anhao dragged Luo Sikong back and tried his best to stop him. Master's physical condition is deteriorating and he is furious now. Wouldn't it be asking for trouble if he went to someone to argue with him now?

"My Luo family is also a big family. Just because I'm down doesn't mean the Luo family is down. It's not a pity to bully people like this!"

"Master, calm down! Did Master forget that Uncle Nan is still waiting for you?" Mu Anhao almost shouted.

Luo Sikong's back froze and he stopped.Yes, Nan Yunsheng is still waiting for him.If he hurts someone, he won't be able to hold the soul lamp.But...he is not good enough.

"Master, there is only one last piece left. At this moment, we must not give up all our previous efforts just because we are safe."

Along the way, Mu Anhao and Luo Sikong have experienced countless storms and traveled all over the world.Find soul shards everywhere.I have slept on the street and also in a canoe, eaten slop, and snatched leftovers from the mouth of a dog.Among them, only oneself knows the hardships.

"Anhao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry so much." Luo Sikong said while holding the lamp that had never been put down.

"Master, can it work?" It was the last time he used his life to find the fragments, but he was afraid that his life would not be enough this time...

Luo Sikong pressed the lotus seal, and the streamer flew out of his body into the soul-inducing lamp. "Whether it works or not, I'm going to do it."

The soul-inducing lamp slowly glowed, and a map appeared in the air, but it disappeared in an instant.Mu Anhao picked up a pen and ink to draw the map, with clear strokes, as if reproducing the map just now.

Mu Anhao remembers that it is also a lesson left by the mistakes made the first time.At that time, they didn't understand that the map disappeared and had to consume Luo Sikong's lifespan again.So Mu Anhao has been training her memory and drawing skills every day since then.Have today's skills.

This time Luo Sikong knelt directly on the dead branches and leaves, he no longer had the strength to walk.But even so, the soul-inducing lamp in his hand still did not put down.

Mu Anhao hugged Luo Sikong, he was afraid, afraid that Luo Sikong would leave him forever.Luo Sikong wanted to stand up, but his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

Luo Sikong thumped the ground in hatred, hating himself for being useless, obviously... obviously only one step away!

"Master, this disciple will carry you. I will carry you wherever I go."

Mu Anhao supported Luo Sikong's hand with one leg, and easily carried him on his back.Luo Sikong was already an old man with a dying candle in the wind, he couldn't see clearly and could only sigh secretly.

"If Senior Uncle Nan comes back, Master should have a good sleep and have a full meal. Osmanthus cake is good for two yuan a day, don't use too much, it will make you bored." Mu Anhao explained one by one, and thought again Is there anything missing in a while.

"No, there is no chance."

Mu Anhao carried Luo Sikong on her back, and her feet made the sound of breaking on the dry branches.The road ahead is boundless, and we will never return.

The Immortal Sword Sect was their last stop, and the last piece of Nan Yunsheng's soul was to return to the Immortal Sword Sect.