Abusive text substitutes to cultivate ruthless way

Mu Zhi's ears were buzzing, thinking he heard it wrong, he said uncertainly: "You, what are you talking about?"

Gu Lingyun took a deep look at Mu Zhi, his voice was a little weak, but there was a sense of tenacity in it: "Mu Zhi, kill me."

His expression was indifferent, as if he was joking.

And with Gu Lingyun's personality, he wouldn't joke about life and death.

- He is serious.

After realizing this, Mu Zhi blurted out: "No." He shook his head, "Impossible."

Similarly, with Mu Zhi's character, if he hadn't been pushed into a desperate situation, he would not have wished to kill him.

Gu Lingyun turned his face sideways and coughed forcefully.His eyes were heavy, as if hiding an indescribable emotion.

After a while, he said slowly, "Mu Zhi, this is what you should do."

Mu Zhi's eyelashes flickered, a little dazed.

This bit of bewilderment dilutes the indifference on his face, as if he has become the ignorant, innocent little bird again.

Mu Zhi couldn't figure out why things turned out like this.

Perhaps he has never understood human nature and human heart.

Just like he didn't know why Dong Qiong became like this, and he didn't know why Gu Lingyun wanted him to kill him now.

A gust of wind whistled past.

The scorched black dust flew into the air, mixed with a little bit of fiery flames, like a star shower.

The white clothes on Gu Lingyun fluttered, and the black hair on the shoulders flew back.

After losing the cover of black hair, one can clearly see black lines appearing on his chest.The lines looked evil, as if they were alive, and they kept expanding to the surroundings as they breathed in and out.

Looking carefully, a small part of the imprint of the lines has already climbed up Gu Lingyun's chin, and it will not take long to cover the entire face.

This is the magic pattern produced after being possessed, so that others can know that this is a possessed person.

This is the imprint, the mark.

It's even more... a disgrace.

Mu Zhi's gaze narrowed slightly, and he said uncertainly, "Are you... possessed?"

Gu Lingyun didn't hide it: "Yes." His expression was calm, as if talking about other people's affairs, "I'm bewitched."

A long time ago, he was haunted by demons.

The inner demon comes from Muzhi.

At that time, Mu Zhi threw himself into the raging fire without any regrets, and turned into ashes, so determined that not even a feather remained.

Since then, this scene has become Gu Lingyun's nightmare, repeated day by day, irreversible, and eventually turned into a demon.

Gu Lingyun has already been possessed by a demon, and from the day he became possessed, it was doomed that he would not be able to get out of Dongmo.

One step out of Dongmo is to be invincible in the world.

Changming Immortal Venerable is unparalleled in the world in battle, even if the world is an enemy, he will not be afraid.

But Gu Lingyun didn't want to be an enemy of heaven and earth.

If he leaves Dongmo, there will definitely be a bloodbath, and the world will be in turmoil. One hair will affect the whole body, and even bigger troubles may arise, and the world of cultivation will not be peaceful within a hundred years.

With Gu Lingyun's character, he can't ignore the world for his own selfishness.

Die at the hands of Mu Zhi, buried in Dongmo, is the best choice.

A moment of silence.

Mu Zhi just said: "When did you have this idea?"

Gu Lingyun sighed softly: "Since you said, you practice the way of ruthlessness." He closed his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his heart, "Mu Zhi, you are not suitable for practicing the way of ruthlessness."

Mu Zhi's heart was too soft.

And soft-hearted people cannot practice the way of ruthlessness.

The ruthless way needs to cut off love and desire, not only love, but also family affection, friendship... any "love" can't be left behind.

Mu Zhi couldn't do it.

The end that can't be done is ruthless dao destruction, ranging from loss of cultivation base to complete death and dao disappearance in severe cases.

But now, what Gu Lingyun has to do is to let Mu Zhi get rid of these worries, so that Wuqingdao has no more flaws.

Gu Lingyun: "You know what to do, Mu Zhi." When he mentioned the last two words, he lowered his voice.

Mu Zhi was in a daze for a moment.

When he was on Changming Peak, Gu Lingyun also called him in this tone.

Such time is short and rare, Gu Lingyun will hold him in his arms, then gently brush his crow-blue hair with his sword-holding hand, whispering softly in his ear:

Mu Zhi.

Be good.

Mu Zhi.

obedient.

Mu Zhi bit the corner of her lips, came to her senses, and said, "I'm not you."

It's not that Mu Zhi doesn't know what Gu Lingyun said.

But it's clear and clear, he is not Gu Lingyun after all, and he can't measure his feelings with a ruler.

The wind and sand are approaching, and the surroundings are quiet, only the quicksand remains unchanged.

Mu Zhi paused: "What you said... I can't do it."

His voice flowed around, like the jingle of a clear spring.

"With your ability, even in Dongmo, you can live well. You don't have to leave Dongmo to go outside."

"If you can't let go of the matter of Changming Peak, I can take a look for you."

"I won't kill you, I can't."

After finishing speaking, Mu Zhi raised his eyelids and met Gu Lingyun's gaze.

He thought he would see disappointment in Gu Lingyun's eyes, but he didn't expect that those eyes were dark and calm, and even revealed a little smile.

Gu Lingyun said: "I know you can't do it, if you can't do it, forget it."

Hearing this, Mu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and his shoulders were no longer tense.

Gu Lingyun took this change into his eyes, and his eyes moved slightly: "Where are you going after you leave Dongmo?"

Mu Zhi said without hesitation, "Go back to Wutong Township."

The outside world is too strange and dangerous for Mu Zhi, no matter how much time passes, he can't get used to it.

After experiencing so many things, in his opinion, only Wutong Township is the warmest nest.

He didn't want to wander outside anymore, he just wanted to go back to the bird's nest in Wutong Township and have a good sleep.

When I wake up, there will be no worries.

Gu Lingyun covered the corners of his lips, suppressed the itching in his throat, and said hoarsely, "Will you still go to Changming Peak?"

It was only then that Mu Zhi remembered that if there were no accidents, Gu Lingyun would be trapped in the Eastern Desert and could not leave, let alone return to Changming Peak.

Mu Zhi moved from place to place, thinking what would happen if he couldn't return to Wutong Township for the rest of his life?Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling a little pity for Gu Lingyun.

He said: "If you can't let go of something, I can go back and have a look on your behalf."

Gu Lingyun nodded: "Okay."

Mu Zhi thought that what Gu Lingyun was thinking about should be an important matter or person, but after waiting for a while, he heard him say: "Go back for me, and look at the sycamore tree planted on Changming Peak."

"If it's convenient, take this tree back to Wutong Township."

Mu Zhi hesitated: "It's just this?"

Gu Lingyun: "It's just this."

The voice fell, and the two fell into silence again.

Gu Lingyun's eyes were heavy, and he stared at Mu Zhi with a good look, as if he wanted to engrave this scene in his heart and never forget it.

After being stared at for a long time, Mu Zhi inevitably felt a little uncomfortable, so he changed the subject: "Then, I'll go first..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gu Lingyun: "There is one more thing."

Mu Zhi pursed the corners of her lips: "What's the matter?"

Gu Lingyun hesitated to speak, but finally just sighed: "Mu Zhi, can I hug you again?"

Mu Zhi didn't agree immediately, but stood there, hesitant.

Gu Lingyun's eyes were full of prayer, and he said slowly: "This is the last time."

Also.

Last time.

After leaving Dongmo, I am afraid that I will never meet Gu Lingyun again.

In this way, what can we do if we hug again?

Mu Zhi was shaken in his heart, thought over and over again, and glanced at the past again.

Gu Lingyun was in a mess.

The robe that was originally cold and white became dilapidated, with blood stains and burnt marks. In addition, his pale and weak face made him look even more downcast.

He is no longer the lonely and arrogant Changming Immortal Venerable on Changming Peak, but an ordinary person who has lost his identity, status, and cultivation.

Mu Zhi finally nodded in agreement.

He walked up to Gu Lingyun, stretched out his arms and gave Gu Lingyun a hug, and he left immediately.Before he could stop, a force came from his waist and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Mu Zhi was caught off guard and crashed into Gu Lingyun's arms.

Gu Lingyun's strength was fierce, as if he wanted to crush Mu Zhi into pieces in his arms.

"Mu Zhi." Gu Lingyun leaned against Mu Zhi's ear and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Mu Zhi's body froze, and slowly relaxed under the cold, frosty breath.He felt that Gu Lingyun's body was hot, and he could transmit this temperature to his skin through two layers of clothing.

His ears were itchy, and he heard Gu Lingyun say: "What happened back then is all my fault. I don't expect you to forgive me, but...don't forget me."

How could Mu Zhi forget Gu Lingyun?

No matter what, Gu Lingyun has left a deep mark in his life, no matter how long it has passed, he will never forget it.

Mu Zhi's eyes fell on the distance, his lips moved, and he said silently: "I will never forget."

Gu Lingyun is reticent by nature, but now he has a lot of things to say, but the time is short, he just gently stroked his crow-colored hair, and said: "The people of the outside world are unpredictable, and it is good for you to stay in Wutong Township."

"I'll leave everything on Changming Peak to you. If you like it, you can keep it. If you don't like it, it's okay to throw it away."

"and also……"

Every word and sentence, although ordinary, contains all kinds of affection.

At first, Mu Zhi thought it was a simple exhortation, but when he heard it later, he felt something was wrong—why did it sound like a dying will?

Mu Zhi's eyebrows twitched, and he pressed Gu Lingyun's arm: "Stop talking."

Gu Lingyun was as good as a follower of kindness, so he really didn't want to say any more.

Mu Zhi was not used to this kind of Gu Lingyun, so he looked away.

The entanglement between the two of them, until now, can't tell what's going on.Anyway, we won't see each other again in the future, and we don't need to be so careful.

Mu Zhi said: "Have you hugged enough?"

Gu Lingyun chuckled lightly: "Enough." That's what he said, but he still didn't let go, instead he held Mu Zhi's hand.

Mu Zhi frowned slightly, not knowing what Gu Lingyun wanted to do.

Gu Lingyun: "Don't talk, just a little longer, just a little longer."

The sun slanted down, as if covered with a layer of orange gauze.

Under such brilliance, Gu Lingyun looked extraordinarily weak, and even his breathing became weak.

Seeing this, Mu Zhi still didn't refuse, and let Gu Lingyun hug him.

Time passed little by little.

Until the sun went down, Gu Lingyun still didn't let go of his hand.He seemed to be asleep, and he leaned weakly on Mu Zhi's shoulder.

Mu Zhi felt a sticky feeling on his fingertips, followed by a bloody smell.

He realized something, but he was not sure, stiffened his neck, and slowly lowered his head.

Gu Lingyun's voice rang next to his ears: "Mu Zhi, you said you would never trust me again—unless I broke my heart to you." He said lightly, "Look, this is mine. Heart."

Blood gushed out, and in less than a moment, the hem of the white robe was already stained red.

Mu Zhi's hand trembled uncontrollably, and subconsciously wanted to seal the wound, but Gu Lingyun had the will to die and did not show mercy. No matter how he tried to stop it, he couldn't stop the passing of life.

Gu Lingyun didn't seem to feel the pain, and his voice was still calm: "Mu Zhi, just now I told you not to forget me. Now that I think about it, it's better to forget."

"After all, if you practice the ruthless way, you can't be soft-hearted, let alone have any feelings."

There was a smile on the corner of his lips: "Mu Zhi, the Dao is three thousand, since you have chosen the path of ruthlessness, don't regret it. I wish you... great success in the path of ruthlessness."

"Also, don't cry."