Abusive text substitutes to cultivate ruthless way

The voice just fell.

A lingering sword energy rose suddenly, causing Mu Cao to bend over.At this moment, the line of sight in the grassland becomes wider, and all the scenes are unobstructed.

In addition to the blue sky and green land in front of you, there are also a group of people dressed in the same clothes.

Mu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

What a coincidence.

The circle above and below the secret realm spans thousands of miles, and there are thousands of monks who have entered the secret realm.Under these two huge numbers, he bumped into the people from Changming Peak.

Mu Zhi looked over.

There is a river bank between the two sides, the river is rushing, and the figures are vague, and they can't be seen clearly.

Mu Zhi stared at it for a moment, and was about to turn around and leave, but caught a gaze unexpectedly.

It was a pair of dark eyes.

Under the torment of pain and regret for a hundred years, it is like a bottomless abyss, all emotions are backlogged, waiting for the day when it will explode.

Bai Que whispered behind him: "That man... looks so scary."

Mu Zhi's heart was like still water, and he still had time to discuss something: "Is it scary?"

The white sparrow bluffed: "Of course it's scary, he looks like he's going to eat people, no, he's going to eat birds!"

Mu Zhi was amused by such a vivid metaphor: "Then don't look at it." He turned around, the feather coat lightly brushed the pasture, and a dense light fell, "Let's go."

The white sparrow glanced curiously again, and followed.

After a while, the surrounding sword energy drifted away, and the bent pasture stood up again, and the figures of Mu Zhi and the white sparrow disappeared into the vast grassland without a trace.

Suddenly, Mu Zhi heard someone calling him behind him.

"Muzhi." His voice was hoarse.

Mu Zhi didn't stop, and walked forward facing the rising sun.The wind blew through his feather coat, as if he was about to flap his wings and fly.

across the river.

Gu Lingyun stared intently at the empty grassland, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mu Zhi..."

But there was no response.

How could Mu Zhi ignore him?

How could Mu Zhi just walk away?

Even after a hundred years have passed, Gu Lingyun still cannot accept this fact.

In the past, Gu Lingyun thought that he just didn't hate Mu Zhi, and it's hard to say that he liked him.It's like looking at a cute bird, just tease it in your spare time, just relax.

Such a well-behaved and cute little bird is quite interesting to raise in Changming Peak, no matter how many there are, there will be no more.

But after Mu Zhi disappeared, he discovered that it was more than that.

He cared more about Muzhi than he imagined.

Changming Peak has always been cold and lonely, because Mu Zhi's arrival dispelled the chill, brought joy, and also brought extraordinary changes.

After losing Mu Zhi, the cold wind on the top of Changming Peak was extraordinarily piercing, making people sleepless at night and tossing and turning, and it was even more heart-piercing.

He has long been used to the existence of Mu Zhi, and he has melted into his flesh and bones. If he loses it, it will be a heart-wrenching pain.

In the past hundred years, Gu Lingyun would even have an illusion because of this.

In every corner of Changming Peak, he could see Mu Zhi's figure.

The figure was happy and joyful, sometimes lying on the window sill, holding his chin and waiting for him to come back; sometimes dancing on Changming Peak, singing a melodious and loud song; Chattering about everything that could be said.

Mu Zhihui shouted crisply: "Xianzun."

Mu Zhi would express his love without any shyness, raised his face, and said earnestly: "Xianzun, because I like you."

Mu Zhi will...

So day after day, he eventually becomes a demon.

Gu Lingyun was almost masochistic, and he kept thinking about it for a hundred years, turning back and forth those plots that he didn't care about and neglected before.

He can't get out anymore.

I don't want to come out either.

Seeing Mu Zhi's figure now, Gu Lingyun couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a real existence.

But before he had time to distinguish, that person disappeared into the sky and the earth like a mirror image.

Gu Lingyun subconsciously wanted to catch up.

Lu Shanyue hastily said, "Brother—" He paused, and said bluntly, "Mu Zhi is dead."

Gu Lingyun realized this, his cheeks twitched, and a vein burst out in his jaw, as if he was enduring something.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Mu Zhi, he's not dead. I saw him."

Lu Shanyue met Gu Lingyun's eyes, and felt a sense of fear in his heart. He didn't dare to refute, so he could only follow the words: "Yes, yes, he is not dead..."

Gu Lingyun withdrew his hand and lightly pressed his heart.Under the palm, one can clearly feel a fiery breath flowing gently.

This is Mu Zhi's inner alchemy.

Just now, a little warmth emerged from the dead Neidan.

Lu Shanyue seemed to have noticed it too, and when she looked over, a look of eagerness flashed across her face.

There was another very important reason why he followed Gu Lingyun to the secret realm, and that was - he wanted Mu Zhi's inner alchemy.

After Mu Zhi died that year, the dug out inner alchemy remained in Gu Lingyun's hands, but for some reason, Gu Lingyun did not give him the inner alchemy.

Without Mu Zhi's inner alchemy, Lu Shanyue couldn't perform the Nirvana Secret Technique, so she could only drag her weak body through the day, waiting for the opportunity.

It's just that Gu Lingyun is stuck guarding the Changming Peak, and no one else can get close to it. This trip to the secret realm is his last chance.

But even if there is a chance, Gu Lingyun regards this inner alchemy as a chance for Mu Zhi's resurrection, and carries it close to his body every day, keeping a close eye on it, and there is no way to get close to it.

I have to think of a way...

With a thought in Lu Shanyue's mind, she persuaded slowly: "Brother, the elixir in the secret book is rare and rare, everyone wants it, we have to go as soon as possible..."

Gu Lingyun glanced at Lu Shanyue, as if he had finally woken up from a dream, and nodded slowly.

at the same time.

Mu Zhi and the white sparrow were walking on the grassland.

This piece of grassland is really too big, endless as far as the eye can see, as if it will never go out.

The white sparrow was very excited at first, but after seeing too much of the same scenery, it also became listless.He glanced at Mu Zhi, and suddenly asked, "Zhi Zhi, are you unhappy?"

Mu Zhi was slightly taken aback: "Why do you say that?"

The white sparrow gestured: "You are always good at laughing, so..." He didn't learn the human language very well, trying to use simple words to describe, "But you look so cold now, like snow Same."

Mu Zhi brushed his fingers across his cheeks: "Is there any?"

The white sparrow nodded vigorously.

Mu Zhi said lightly: "Probably, I met some people I didn't want to see."

Baique: "Who is it?"

Mu Zhi didn't want to mention it, but kept silent.He lowered his head, a piece of emerald green was reflected in his almost transparent pupils.

During the hundred years of sleepiness, he would occasionally think of some past events.

For example, the ice and snow on Changming Peak.

Another example is Changming Immortal Venerable who is three points colder than ice and snow.

He once thought about what kind of reaction Gu Lingyun would have after seeing him burnt to the ground by the phoenix fire. Regret?panic?Still as indifferent as ever?

He seems to know the answer now.

But that answer, too, has become irrelevant.

Bai Que was keenly aware of Mu Zhi's displeasure, and changed the subject: "Zhi Zhi, where is the elixir you want?"

Mu Zhi withdrew his emotions and pointed in a direction: "It should be there."

The white bird followed his fingers and looked over.

Outside the grassland, there are many clouds.Among the mountains, a flame shot up into the sky, and the scattered clouds dyed the sky above red.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a divine bird vibrating its feathers, dropping a little spark.

When spiritual beings are born, there are visions.

This vision is like a guidepost, letting people in the secret realm know where their destination is.

With the goal, other things are easy to say.

Mu Zhi followed the guidance all the way to the east, experienced two or three monster attacks, and walked out of the grassland without any danger.

He and the white sparrow arrived at their destination.

The number of monks who entered the secret realm was not eight hundred, but one thousand. Not only Muzhi and the others found this place, but many monks also arrived.

The elixir grew in the mountains in front of it, and because it hadn't been born yet, the monks were all waiting outside, chatting with each other.

"When will the elixir mature?"

"I heard that elixir is usually guarded by ferocious beasts. I don't know what kind of ferocious beasts they are. They can't beat them."

"You don't need to fight, just run away after taking the elixir, isn't that all right?"

"Haha, then you must not only outrun the beast, but also outrun your peers..."

In a few words, there was a sudden shaking of the mountain, and the broken rocks on the cliff rustled down, raising a puff of smoke.

After the earthquake ended, a gap opened up in the mountains, as if waiting for outsiders to enter.

"go!"

"Go in quickly!"

"So as not to be preempted by others!"

The monks didn't think much about it, they all squeezed in with a crash, each showing their special abilities, for fear of falling behind and missing the treasure.

Mu Zhi faintly sensed that something was wrong, but before he could tell, he was coerced into it together.

Among the mountains, the light is dim, and it is not clear.

Mu Zhi raised his hand, and a cluster of flames burst out, illuminating the whole world immediately.

The passages here are criss-crossed like spider webs.

There were so many monks who came in just now, but now there was no one, not even a sound, as if they were all swallowed up by this dim passage.

Mu Zhi turned his head sideways: "White sparrow?"

The voice echoed, and there was nothing behind him, and there was no white sparrow.

Mu Zhi frowned slightly, trying to find the way back.But when I looked back, what appeared behind me was a rough stone wall, and there was no entrance.

With a wave of his hand, a feather slammed straight into it, only a "ding" sound was heard, without leaving a trace.

Can't get out.

Then we can only move forward.

Mu Zhi walked along the passage.

There is no sky and sun in the passage, there is no change of the sun, moon and stars, and there is silence everywhere, and the passage of time cannot be felt.

Mu Zhi called the white sparrow softly as he walked. He didn't know how long he walked, and finally heard a little movement in front of him.He quickened his pace, turned a bend in front of him, and slammed straight into it.

Unexpectedly, the person who appeared in front of him was neither a white sparrow nor a passer-by, but... Gu Lingyun.

Mu Zhi's hand trembled, and the Phoenix Fire on his fingertips went out.

Suddenly, the cave was plunged into darkness.

After losing sight, other tactile sensations become more apparent.

Mu Zhi clearly heard a burst of rapid breathing.

No one speaks.

Everything seemed to freeze.

Mu Zhi didn't want to move.

Gu Lingyun didn't dare to move.

This illusion has been repeated countless times on Changming Peak.The innocent and carefree Mu Zhi, the joyful Mu Zhi, the sad and aggrieved Mu Zhi... But no matter what kind it is, whenever he wants to get close, it will always disappear.

Dim light.

Gu Lingyun looked greedily at the familiar silhouette not far away: "Mu Zhi, is that you?"

No one gave an answer.

Gu Lingyun stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it.But it hasn't touched it yet, but it's stagnant in mid-air again.His throat rolled up and down, his voice was rough and hoarse: "Mu Zhi, I miss you very much."

Mu Zhi watched quietly, a cluster of flames silently lit up in his pupils, allowing his eyes to see at night.

He finally saw Gu Lingyun's appearance clearly.

In his memory, Gu Lingyun had always been indifferent and reserved, as if he was aloof and untouchable.

Mu Zhi knew that Gu Lingyun actually looked down on him a little bit.

He is a bird in the countryside, illiterate, has no common sense of etiquette, knows nothing, and can only make some childish jokes.

But because of taking a drop of phoenix blood and accepting his kindness, he was forced to agree to become a Taoist couple with him.

Mu Zhi even thought that Gu Lingyun should actually like Lu Shanyue, after all, he looks somewhat similar to Lu Shanyue.

As others said, he was a childhood sweetheart and a childhood sweetheart, and he was a vicious supporting role in the storybook. He forcibly intervened between the two of them with kindness, and the ending left to him could only be an unhappy death.

But why did Gu Lingyun look like this?

Gu Lingyun looked haggard, he couldn't see the indifference and heartlessness of the past, but he looked... very affectionate.

He looked at it greedily, and it was a good look.

Mu Zhi couldn't help laughing.

Is this interesting?

A hundred years ago, it was not necessarily cherished much.

A hundred years later, he made another affectionate appearance.

The smile on Mu Zhi's face gradually receded, and he said flatly, "You've got the wrong person." He turned around and left.

But Gu Lingyun kept chasing after him: "Mu Zhi!"

Mu Zhi's shoulders sank, and someone grabbed his sleeve, and he couldn't move half an inch away.

Gu Lingyun's voice was hoarse: "I won't admit my mistake."

Mu Zhi didn't look back, he looked ahead and said calmly, "I've heard of the 'Mu Zhi' you mentioned." His voice was a bit cold, "'Mu Zhi' is dead."

The voice turned into a blade and pierced straight into Gu Lingyun's heart.

There were bursts of pain in his heart, and he suppressed the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat: "You...let me take a look."

Gu Lingyun thought that the appearance of Mu Zhi in front of him was just an illusion, as long as he got close, he would disappear.

He didn't want to touch it at first, but when he saw that Mu Zhi was about to leave, he stretched out his hand under the situation.Unexpectedly, the figure in front of him did not disappear.

This is a real figure.

Gu Lingyun was shocked at first, and then couldn't believe it.

On that day, Mu Zhi was clearly burned to the ground in the flames, not even a handful of ashes remained.

Who is that in front of him?

Is it an illusion?

Gu Lingyun wanted to take another look to make sure it was Mu Zhi.

Mu Zhi did not do what he wished, but said: "Let go."

The Changming Immortal Venerable who used to be aloof in the past now had a pleading voice in his voice: "...Let me take another look at you."

Mu Zhi closed his eyes.

This situation reminded him of a hundred years ago, on the Changming Peak, when he also asked Gu Lingyun like this.

Foolishly begging Gu Lingyun to believe in him.

But what was the result Gu Lingyun gave?

The knife did not fall on the body, so there was no pain.

That's why Gu Lingyun was so superior, he didn't bother to lower his head to understand the grievances and sorrows he had suffered, and just said lightly - it's not important.

Now the identities of the supplicant and the supplicated are reversed.

Mu Zhi was also the same as Gu Lingyun back then, with a calm heart and even a little impatience.

Everyone is dead.

So is it important to see the last look or not?

Mu Zhi stopped talking nonsense, and with a thought, the feathers dotted on the feather coat instantly changed from soft to sharp, and the edges were like blades, which could easily pierce the flesh and blood of others.

In a short while, Gu Lingyun's hands were already scarred and bleeding.

But even so, he still didn't let go, and grabbed a corner of Yuyi vigorously.

"Mu Zhi..." he said with difficulty, "It's my fault, turn around and let me take another look at you, okay?"

If it was still a hundred years ago, Mu Zhi would be soft-hearted and cry, but at this time, no matter how many times Gu Lingyun repents, there is no shock in his heart anymore.

The demonic power was shaken, and with a flick of his cuff, Gu Lingyun's palm was shaken off.

Mu Zhi heard a "bang" from behind, as if Gu Lingyun had fallen to his knees on the ground, he walked straight forward without even looking back.

Mu Zhi was very calm.

No love, no hate.

Perhaps, this is the ruthless way.

The feathers are light and there is no trace.

It was like a dream.

Gu Lingyun knelt on the ground with one knee and lowered his head.

It seems to be regretting, and it seems to be crying.