What to do if you encounter scum [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Heng intuited the bone-chilling cold air from the soles of his feet rushing straight into his internal organs, and realized that he had lost the instinct to breathe. He gasped with trembling thin lips, but still refused to take his eyes off Lu Shichuan.

A layer of water light blurred the scene of Lu Shichuan falling from the sky.

All the sounds in the hall stopped abruptly.

Chu Heng's eyes turned black, he turned to the door again, and took a step forward.

"Go away."

He whispered, raised his hand that seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, and swept all the obstacles in front of him aside with a flick of his fingers.

No one can still stand in place with his light wave, and no one will criticize at this time.

Everyone gave way one after another.

But when he moved forward, Chu Heng staggered flatly, his upper body swayed, and then he raised his feet to step into the void, and flew towards the Zixia sea at high speed without looking back!

The whistling of the streamer piercing the sky also made Mingzhao react from the sad news he had seen with his own eyes. His usual calmness and solemnity disappeared immediately, and he called out blankly: "Master..."

In the next moment, he didn't even have time to tell the elder beside him, he stomped his feet and flew up, stepping on the sword and disappearing from everyone's eyes in an instant.

At this time, the picture in the telescope returned to calm.

The sneak attack of the evil spirit not only dealt a fatal blow to Lu Shichuan, but also caused it to collapse and collapse, unable to condense into shape anymore. They scattered and fled everywhere, but it was no longer a cause for concern.

But its collapse was not the last scene Lu Shichuan saw before closing his eyes.

He saw the sea water that was no longer under the control of spiritual power roaring down, and then the brilliant golden light rippling in the water suddenly shined brilliantly, weaving a soft net to wrap him slowly——

The woman sitting cross-legged in the seal got up and saluted him again from a distance, but her figure was much darker and more illusory than the last time she saw it.

Lu Shichuan was supported by the gold net.

He understood why the original owner was able to survive even though all the meridians were damaged.

It's just that the original major was insufficient, and at the cost of burning lifespan, he forcibly suppressed the sealing circle, and fell into a coma after the event was completed, and was seriously injured by the phantom of the evil spirit.

But now his dantian has been injured, and evil energy is rampant in his meridians——

I'm afraid it won't be much better than the original owner's situation.

He didn't expect what the result would be, so he coughed out a mouthful of blood froth lightly, a feeling of powerlessness swept across his body in an instant, and his half-closed pitch-black eyes finally slowly closed.

The golden net skimmed across the sea, leading him to the shore following the sound of the wind.

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After an unknown amount of time passed, Lu Shichuan woke up amidst clear and crisp cries.

The overly clear sky was as clear as blue, and before he even opened his eyes, he was slightly tilted by the sunlight, followed by pain that spread continuously all over his body.

As expected, there was nothing in the dantian.

After a little exercise, all the meridians were instantly overwhelmed, the resistance from his body made his internal organs twitch, and the dry blood at the corner of his mouth was immediately covered by new traces.

There is also the smell of blood in the breath.

Lu Shichuan raised his palm to press his burning chest, and half sat up with his elbows on the ground.He coughed twice, and then helped the ancient tree beside him to get up slowly.

In the script, the original owner was accidentally seen by Ming Zhao, who flew past, shortly after waking up. If it were him, it shouldn't be much different.

Surrounded by valleys on all sides, the shade of the trees is swaying, and the decaying air of evil spirits can no longer be smelled in the breeze.

There was the sound of water in the distance.

Lu Shichuan stopped several times along the way before walking slowly to the creek where there was no shade to block his view.

There is still evil energy in his body that has not been eliminated, and now I don't know how long it has passed, the dull pain in the meridians is constant, it must be difficult to recuperate.

Thinking of this, Lu Shichuan frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that after the seal was completed, the evil spirits would fight to kill both sides, which didn't match the plot in the script.

Without the protection of the spiritual energy cover, and the rotation of the spiritual power is too slow, he has actually noticed this blow but is powerless to guard against it.

"Master!"

The familiar voice from the top of his head interrupted Lu Shichuan's thoughts. He raised his eyes and looked at Ming Zhao, who was flying down with his sword drawn.

"Master, how are you doing!"

Mingzhao's eyes were full of anxiety, and as soon as he finished speaking, he came to Lu Shichuan. He helped Lu Shichuan's arm, and was shocked, "You, you are so seriously injured..."

Lu Shichuan turned and said, "How long have I been in a coma?"

Mingzhao tightened his fingers, "It's been more than half a month since Master disappeared from Zixia sea area."

It was almost the same as Lu Shichuan's estimate, he looked at Mingzhao, "How is the sect?"

Mingzhao answered truthfully: "I don't know." He was eager to help Lu Shichuan heal, so he explained quickly, "After the master sealed the evil spirit that day, the disciple saw in the binoculars that the master was attacked by the phantom, so he went to the purple palace with his sword. Xia Haiyu, but found nothing, so I went back to the sect and asked the younger brothers and sisters to go down the mountain together to find the whereabouts of the master. The disciple has not returned to the sect for half a month, and I hope the master will forgive me."

Lu Shichuan nodded, thinking that Xiao Changhe and others should have started to attack Wan Jianzong, he said: "Let's go, return to the sect."

Ming Zhao disagreed, "Master, your injury can't be delayed any longer!" He pursed his lips. Just now when he was speaking, he probed Lu Shichuan's meridian with spiritual power, but until now Lu Shichuan didn't even notice it. Distraught, "It won't be too late for the disciples to warm and nourish the meridians for the master."

Lu Shichuan closed his eyes and coughed lightly twice.

He breathed slowly, feeling more and more tired, and his cold voice was slightly hoarse unconsciously, "I can bear it for half a day."

Mingzhao had never seen such an expression on this stern face, he opened his mouth, a sentence slipped to the tip of his tongue, and he could only lower his eyes and say, "Yes, disciple Zun Ling."

Lu Shichuan heard the clang of him drawing his sword out of its sheath, and suddenly asked, "Where is Chu Heng?"

Ming Zhao paused for a moment to help him step onto the sword, and then said, "I don't know."

It was difficult for Lu Shichuan to maintain a standing posture for a long time, so he sat down cross-legged, and half-opened his eyes when he heard the words, "Did he never return to the sect with you?"

Ming Zhao also sat cross-legged across from him, and said meekly, "Yes, after Zixia Sect left, this disciple has never seen him again."

Lu Shichuan was slightly surprised, but did not continue to ask.

Ming Zhao took advantage of the situation and suggested, "On the way back to the sect, how about letting the disciple heal the wounds of the master?"

"Ah."

With approval, Ming Zhao pointed at Lu Shichuan's dantian with a trick, and his spiritual power carefully drilled in.

After a while, Lu Shichuan's breath gradually lingered.

Mingzhao used his spiritual power to support his body that was leaning forward, changed from sitting to kneeling, helped him to lie down slowly, and raised his legs to act as a pillow, so that he could lie down more securely.

The spirit sword flew with the two of them for nearly four hours before slowly falling down.

Lu Shichuan slept until the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark before he woke up.

The furnishings that entered were all objects he was familiar with.

This is the dormitory of Wan Jianzong's suzerain.

No sound could be heard outside, it seemed too quiet.

Lu Shichuan got off the bed.

Perhaps the wound was involved during the movement, and the pain was very clear, but it was much better than when he first woke up.

There was a knock on the door at this moment.

"Is Master awake?"

It was Ming Zhao's voice.

"come in."

When Lu Shichuan got up, he found that the clothes on his body had been changed into new ones, and even the dust from his hair had been cleaned up.

When Mingzhao entered the door, he saw his gaze sweeping over his sleeves, and hurriedly said: "The disciple changed and washed the dirty clothes for Master without authorization. I hope Master will forgive me."

Lu Shichuan didn't pay too much attention, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Serving the master is the duty of the disciples." Seeing that Lu Shichuan had no intention of blaming him, Ming Zhao continued to move forward until he stopped beside Lu Shichuan, and then said in a solemn voice, "Master, when the disciple returns to the sect, Seeing a large number of black-clothed cultivators fighting with the disciples in the sect, it was only after being tortured that they realized that their goal was the treasures passed down by the Wanjian sect for tens of thousands of years. Fortunately, the master prepared it before the retreat Formation, so that these Xiao Xiaoxiao will not succeed. However, the five elders seriously injured two, and the disciples also suffered a lot of casualties..."

He clenched the spirit sword in his hand tightly, his eyes filled with anger, "Master, do you know who is planning this conspiracy?" Before Lu Shichuan could speak, he said angrily, "The elder told me personally that this person is Xiao Xiao Changhe! He actually pretended to be a demon cultivator and brought some disciples from different sects to rush in, but Chu Heng saw through on the spot."

Lu Shichuan single-handedly turned the tide and saved the world's living beings from fire and water. No matter what, no one is qualified to attack Wan Jianzong, let alone Lu Shichuan once took in Xiao Changhe and Man Yunzong who were forced by evil spirits to almost nowhere to go. This kind of kindness is like recreating, Xiao Changhe's action is tantamount to repaying kindness with revenge, which is the most despised.

When Ming Zhao returned to the sect, a great battle was coming to an end, he hastily cleaned up for Lu Shichuan, and his disciples were cleaning up the mess when he went out.But even if all the offenders were put to death, the anger in Ming Zhao's heart could not be easily dissipated.

And Lu Shichuan knew this would happen a long time ago, so he wasn't too surprised, he just asked, "Where is Xiao Changhe now?"

"He escaped desperately, and Chu Heng went after him himself." Ming Zhao said, and he said in a cold voice, "I don't want to be late, otherwise I will definitely take the head of this dog thief!"

"Since Chu Heng is chasing him, he can only die, so don't worry."

Ming Zhao thought of something, and said: "After the disciple returned to the sect, he asked the disciple to send a letter to Chu Heng. He should have received the news of the master's return by now."

Lu Shichuan helped the table and sat down, "Alright."

His actions brought Ming Zhao back to his senses immediately, "Is Master still not feeling well?"

Lu Shichuan glanced at his slightly trembling hands, turned to Mingzhao, and stared at him for a while, until the latter couldn't help but want to ask, and then said: "It seems that it's time for you to take charge of the overall situation."

Ming Zhao was startled, "What?" He subconsciously shook his head, "No, disciple——"

Lu Shichuan raised his finger to stop his words, "You don't need to hide it from me. How can a cripple who can't practice practice take on such a big responsibility? If I stay in the position of suzerain, the world will laugh at me."

Mingzhao's heart trembled, "This world was saved by Master, who dares to laugh at it!"

"Don't say any more, it's settled."

Lu Shichuan's tone was flat.

But the more indifferent he was, the more flustered Ming Zhao became.

He knelt down suddenly, and walked up to Lu Shichuan's legs, "This disciple is willing to be the master's right-hand man and help the master to take care of the sect. I just ask the master not to abandon the disciple." He put his hand on Lu Shichuan's leg, " Disciples have always regarded Master as the closest person, even if Master has no cultivation base, he is still the most respected Master by disciples."

Lu Shichuan was silent for a moment.

Now that his meridians have been cut off, he is no different from ordinary people. It is useless to stay in Wanjianzong. He is indeed planning to leave after watching Mingzhao hold the grand ceremony.

Seeing Lu Shichuan's plan, Mingzhao's eyes turned red, but he didn't want to embarrass Lu Shichuan, so he said in a harsh voice, "It's the disciple's arrogance. The disciple should not ask how the master behaves."

Lu Shichuan brushed off a slightly messy strand of black hair on his forehead with his fingers, and was about to speak——

"What are you doing!"