Abusive text substitutes to cultivate ruthless way

Lu Shanyue's voice was soft, as gentle and considerate as ever.He looked ashamed, it seemed that he was really repenting for his actions, and he explained to Mu Zhi.

"Senior brother, if Xiao Muzhi misunderstood me because of me, I would really die..." Lu Shanyue glanced at him quietly.

The cold wind raged on the edge of the cliff.

Gu Lingyun's figure was straight, and for some reason, there was a faint look of loneliness.

Lu Shanyue was a little puzzled, turned her gaze away, and noticed a scorched black spot on the edge of the cliff.

When did Changming Peak catch fire...

As soon as her thoughts turned, Lu Shanyue didn't think too much, and said in a hypocritical manner: "Senior brother, where is Xiao Muzhi? I feel uneasy and want to apologize to him personally."

After so many years, Lu Shanyue has already figured out Gu Lingyun's character.

Gu Lingyun was indifferent by nature, maybe he had lived on the top of the cloud for too long, never looked down, and never paid attention to these trivial matters.

He is too rational and calm, as long as he weighs the pros and cons, he will always make the best choice.

Lu Shanyue was sure that after saying these words, Gu Lingyun would definitely go get the inner alchemy he wanted.

However, Lu Shanyue planned well, but the actual development far exceeded his expectations.

Gu Lingyun finally had a reaction. He turned his head, the whites of his eyes were stained red, and said in a hoarse voice: "He, there is no disagreement."

Lu Shanyue didn't react immediately: "What?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw what Gu Lingyun was holding in his hand.

That is an inner alchemy.

The inner alchemy showed a golden red color, and the surface was lingering with light, like a phoenix fluttering its wings, and a clear and clear cry could be heard faintly.

This is Mu Zhi's inner alchemy.

With this inner alchemy, you can reshape your body in Nirvana.

Lu Shanyue couldn't control her emotions all of a sudden, with a look of joy on her face, she blurted out: "Then brother, why don't you give me the inner alchemy to treat my illness?"

Gu Lingyun did not speak, but stared at Lu Shanyue coldly.

Lu Shanyue's back felt chills from being watched, and he realized that his reaction just now didn't match his usual image, so he restrained himself a little, and said softly: "Then I really have to thank Xiao Muzhi, I don't know Xiao Muzhi Where is the branch?"

He has his own plans in mind.

For Yaozu, the inner alchemy is so important, now that Mu Zhi has been dug out of the inner alchemy, he must be disheartened.At that time, he would go forward and say two specious words, which would be enough to create a rift between the two of them.

Even if the injury heals in the future, it will never be the same again.

Just when Lu Shanyue was thinking about what to say to make Mu Zhi completely collapse, the whole body suddenly felt cold, and a icy frost hit her face.

Before Lu Shanyue could respond, a pair of invisible hands grabbed her neck and pulled her into mid-air.

He widened his eyes in astonishment: "Brother...!"

Gu Lingyun said coldly: "If you want to see him so much, then go see him—"

Lu Shanyue's neck tightened, and she felt a burning pain.In the face of life and death, he was no longer as gentle and gentle as before, and his face twisted: "Brother, no, don't..."

Gu Lingyun seemed to have never heard, just lowered his head, looking at Neidan lying in his palm.

Lu Shanyue struggled desperately, but due to the disparity in strength between the two sides, she couldn't break free no matter what.

What happened in the end?

How did brother become like this?

Xu Shi was in a life-and-death crisis, Lu Shanyue had a flash of inspiration and thought of the key point.

Why is Mu Zhi missing?

Why did Gu Lingyun tell him to go see Mu Zhi, but wanted to take his life?

In this way, there is only one possibility, and that is...Mu Zhi is dead.

Lu Shanyue was surprised at first, and then panic came up.

It is true that Lu Shanyue hates Mu Zhi and wants to take Mu Zhi's life, but it does not mean that he wants to be buried with Mu Zhi.

Looking at Gu Lingyun's expression, maybe something unknown happened during the period.

Lu Shanyue spoke with difficulty: "Senior brother... why are you angry at me? It's not that I hurt Muzhi, I didn't do anything."

This is the truth.

Lu Shanyue was always targeting Mu Zhi secretly, but on the bright side, he has always maintained a gentle and friendly appearance, and no one can find fault with him.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Lingyun's movements froze, and the cold wind receded.

Lu Shanyue lost his support and fell heavily to the ground. With a pale face, he covered his throat and coughed.

At this point, he didn't dare to mention the inner alchemy anymore, so he just kept silent, so as not to irritate Gu Lingyun again.

Gu Lingyun slowly lowered his arms.

After closing his eyelids, all kinds of images from the past flooded into his mind.

The height is not cold.

Changming Peak has always been cold and lonely, since Mu Zhi came, there have been more laughter and laughter.

Muzhi is always cheerful.

He is innocent and carefree, with a bright smile on his face, as if he will never feel sad.

He always opened a pair of bright and round eyes, and called out crisply: "Xianzun."

A sound of "Xianzun" echoed in my ears.

There was a dull pain in Gu Lingyun's heart.

In fact, Gu Lingyun is not ignorant of the grievances that Mu Zhi suffered, but he always feels that it doesn't matter, the grievances are only temporary, and it will be fine when they become Taoist couples in the future.

But there is no future.Even if Changming Immortal Venerable is supernaturally powerful, he cannot turn back time and erase those traces of pain.

Gu Lingyun opened his eyes and said word by word: "It's my fault."

It's his fault.

He shouldn't turn a blind eye to the grievance Mu Zhi suffered, let alone inflict this pain on Mu Zhi himself.

Gu Lingyun's body was full of aura, and his eyes were as red as blood.

So what if you just know?

The past cannot be transferred, it has already become a foregone conclusion.

After realizing this, Gu Lingyun's figure flickered, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lu Shanyue exclaimed in shock: "Brother!"

Gu Lingyun looked at the inner alchemy in his hand, his eyes darkened, and he said to himself, "Mu Zhi won't leave."

No matter when he comes back, he can always see Mu Zhi meekly lying in front of the window, waiting for his return.How could such a well-behaved Mu Zhi leave in such a decisive way?

Gu Lingyun's expression was in a trance: "Mu Zhi will come back..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Gu Lingyun was no longer seen on Changming Peak.

Before Lu Shanyue could find someone in the future, she felt the stones in her hand vibrate constantly.

Is there an earthquake?

Lu Shanyue quickly rose from the sky, looking at Changming Peak in the distance.

But in a moment, the world changed.

A majestic and mighty sword energy fell straight down from the mountain sky, piercing into Changming Peak, forming an invisible barrier.

The rocks rustled and fell to the ground like raindrops.

The sword energy was rippling around the mountain, and the people around could only see the heavy snow falling, turning the whole mountain into a field of ice and snow in a short while.

this day.

Changming Peak is closed.

Under the cover of ice and snow, the time of Changming Peak was frozen at this moment.The Immortal Changming withered under the plane tree, as if waiting for someone to return.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years in a hurry.

During these hundred years, many things have happened.

For example, the phoenix of the demon clan appeared in the world, the immortal celestial beings retreated, and the young talents of various sects emerged in endlessly, and all kinds of unpredictable stories spread...

For mortals, a hundred years is enough to turn a babbling child into a dying old man; but for monks, a hundred years is just a snap of the fingers.

Mu Zhi slept for a long time, and when he woke up, the birds in Wutong Township had experienced countless births and deaths.

He leaned against the edge of the bird's nest in a daze, still a little confused.

At this time, a small white bird fluttered its wings and landed on the branch, tilted its head, and stared at Muzhi with a pair of black bean-like eyes.

After looking up and down, it flapped its wings and got up.

Not long after, the white sparrow came back with a group of small birds.

They all held fresh and plump fruits in their mouths, placed them beside Mu Zhi, and then formed a circle, singing with their necks raised.

Mu Zhi turned his head sideways, the indifference in his eyes faded slightly, he reached out to pick up a bright red fruit, and bit it between his lips and teeth.

is sweet.

This bit of sweetness seemed to wake up Mu Zhi's body, his eyes lit up little by little, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the remaining fruit stains on his fingertips.

"Thank you." Mu Zhi lightly stroked Bai Que's head.

As if inspired, the white sparrow proudly puffed up its chest, flapped its wings, and showed off to other little sparrows.

The other little sparrows were also unconvinced, and scattered away one after another.

At first, Mu Zhi thought they were driven away by anger, but after waiting for a while, he found out that it wasn't, all those little sparrows had gone to pick the fruit.

The bright red fruit fell from mid-air like rain, almost drowning Mu Zhi.

Mu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's enough, you don't need so much..."

After persuasion, the little bird stopped moving.But they lined up one by one, looking up at Muzhi, as if they were waiting to be petted.

Mu Zhi had no choice but to rub them one by one.

But fortunately, the feathers of the little bird are fluffy and soft, and the touch is not bad.

Just as the last bird fluffed its feathers and left, a voice came from below: "Mu Zhi, you've finally woken up."

Mu Zhi turned his head and saw the Demon King standing under the tree.

He heard the meaning behind the words, and hesitated: "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Compared with the last time we met, the demon king seemed to have more traces of vicissitudes. Hearing this question, he smiled and said, "100 years have passed."

Mu Zhi was stunned for a moment.

100 Ah.

Mu Zhi has no obvious concept of time, for him, the longest time is waiting for spring on Changming Peak.

100 years means that [-] springs have passed.

Mu Zhi was slightly distracted: "It's been so long."

To him it was just a sleep, a long dream.

The demon king's eyes were complicated: "Do you still remember?"

Mu Zhi: "Remember what?"

Demon King: "Everything that happened before you fell asleep..." He paused, "For example, Changming Peak, and Changming Immortal Venerable."

Mu Zhi smiled: "Of course I remember."

But to him, all of this is like someone else's story, no matter how many times he reads it, it can't cause any waves.

The demon king was a little concerned, but seeing that Mu Zhi's mood was fine, he felt relieved again.He thought of something else and asked, "How are you doing?"

Mu Zhi raised his hand, stroked his cheek lightly, and said softly, "It's okay."

The reason why he fell into a coma for a hundred years was because his spirit was damaged, and his demonic power was continuously lost, so he could only recover through deep sleep.

After such a long time now, it has already recovered to seven or eighty-eight.However, if you look carefully, you can still find a crack in the soul, which cannot be restored to its original state.

The demon king noticed Mu Zhi's strangeness, and said, "After a while, a secret realm will open nearby, and there will be an elixir to restore the soul. I will go get the medicine for you."

"No need." Mu Zhi shook his head.

The demon clan is extremely territorial and has always lived in Wutong Township, and the demon king is even more responsible for guarding Wutong Township, and it is impossible to leave easily.

However, Mu Zhi's spirit is indeed a problem, he thought for a moment: "Let's go by myself."

The demon king is not very willing.

Mu Zhi chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, I'm no longer the former Mu Zhi."

The monster race is uniquely blessed, so they don't need to practice as hard as the human race, as long as the years go by, their cultivation base will naturally improve.

Mu Zhi has been sleeping for a hundred years, and is no longer the poor little bird in the Qi refining period.

But the demon king was still worried: "Are you going alone? Someone has to take care of you."

No matter what Mu Zhi's status is, in the heart of the demon king, he is still an immature, toddler bird.

How not to worry?

Before Mu Zhi could open his mouth, the white sparrow standing aside couldn't wait to say: "Jiu Jiu!" Maybe it was too anxious, it even choked out human words, "I'll go with Fenghuang! I'll take care of Fenghuang!"

Mu Zhi turned his head.

The white sparrow jumped up and down anxiously, very cute.

Mu Zhi couldn't help laughing: "Just let it go with me."

Seeing that Mu Zhi had already made up his mind to go, Yao Wang didn't have much to say, so he agreed.He stared at Mu Zhi, and asked cautiously: "Have you cultivated the way of ruthlessness?"

Mu Zhi gave a soft "hmm".

The demon king hesitated to speak: "But——"

But looking at Mu Zhi's appearance, his brows and eyes are clever, as before, different from the rumored indifference and ruthlessness, he doesn't look like a person who has cultivated the way of ruthlessness at all.

Could it be that something went wrong in cultivation?

Mu Zhi saw what the Yao Wang was worried about, and explained: "I'm not really desperate, it's just..." He looked at the blue sky, his heart widened, his eyebrows lightened, "I don't want to love anymore."

After a hundred years, Muzhi left Wutong Township again.

Last time he was full of joy, with expectations for the future and admiration for the immortal, excited and happy; but this time, his state of mind was completely different, calm and indifferent, as if nothing could arouse his mood swings.

Mu Zhi turned his head, and the sycamore trees all over the mountains and plains gradually went away.

The white sparrow spread its wings and fell from mid-air. When it touched the ground, it turned into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The young man was eccentric, winking at Mu Zhi: "Fenghuang, let's go!"

Mu Zhi calmly said, "I have a name, so don't call me Phoenix."

Baique: "Name?"

Mu Zhi: "My name is Mu Zhi."

The white sparrow repeated these two words, which were too difficult for Xiaoniao to pronounce, so he changed his name on his own initiative: "Zhizhi!"

"Twig, branch, branch!"

The white sparrow was lively and active, calling Mu Zhi's name back and forth, using various tones, as if singing.

Mu Zhi didn't hate it either, so he let him go.

Accompanied by the sound of "Zhi Zhi", the two gradually left Fenghuang Township and came to the noisy world thousands of miles away.

There are people coming and going on the street, and the sound is noisy.

Perhaps the secret realm is about to open here, and monks from the southeast and northwest have gathered in this small city.

"I heard that a lot of big shots came to the secret realm this time!"

"I've also heard that, not to mention the famous young talents recently, even Changming Peak has sent disciples."

"What is in this secret realm that has caused so many monks to travel all the way here?"

"It is said that there is an elixir of living dead, flesh and bones inside, which can bring people back to life!"

"Tsk tsk, it's so mysterious..."

Bai Que had never seen so many people, excitedly shuttled back and forth among the crowd, but fortunately he was light, otherwise, he would have been swept away by the flow of people and disappeared.

Mu Zhi reminded: "Baique, come back."

Only then did Bai Que reluctantly return to Mu Zhi's side, his face full of excitement: "Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi, this place is so lively!"

Mu Zhi was indifferent, and just agreed: "Yes, it's so lively."

Baique gesticulated: "Look, they said that there are a lot of people here, and..." He recalled for a moment, and only remembered one sect name, "There are people from Changming Peak!"

Bai Que leaned over: "Zhizhi, aren't you curious?"

Mu Zhi walked over and said, "I'm not curious."

Bai Que rubbed her cheeks: "Okay..."

He followed Mu Zhi and became quiet.

Before walking out of this busy street, the sky suddenly darkened, and then there was a long low cry, which made everyone look up.

I saw a slowly moving airship appearing above the town.

"Chuck" sounded.

The flying boat descended towards the small town like a black cloud.

As the flying boat approached, you could see the flying flags on the deck.

"It's Changming Peak!" An unknown person exclaimed.

The white sparrow also joined in the fun: "Zhizhi, it's Changming Peak!"

Mu Zhi didn't even look at it: "Let's go."

White Sparrow: "Oh, oh..."

on the flying boat.

Lu Shanyue stood on the deck, wearing a soft coat with peacock feathers, looking at the magnificent scenery below, coughing lightly.

After a while, he called a disciple and said in a gentle voice, "Go and tell senior brother that the secret realm has arrived."

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