After being sacked, I became Master's White Moonlight

Yin Hong's heart was full of blood and demonic energy, and she sprinkled it into the formation, scaring the surrounding people to run away.

The steward was also panicked, who would have thought that there would be a demon cultivator in Bei'an City...he couldn't escape, and stood aside tremblingly, even making a will in his heart.

The blood of the heart melted into the formation, and it burst into red light in an instant, like a delicate flower blooming.After a while, the red light was almost forcibly smoothed by a burst of fresh air, and under Lu Beijin's expectant gaze, it finally returned to calm.

Even his heart has been cut out, and he has nothing to make Yu Jingshenjun change his mind.

Lu Beijin's heart was as dead as ashes, and he let the blood ooze from his heart, dripping to the ground, stained with horrible bloodstains.

He had been disappointed too many times, and his numb feelings could not be stabbed again.But how long can Jing Yu wait for him...

The steward's trembling voice rang in his ears: "Young Master, Young Master... Maybe you can try another method, maybe you can meet Yu Jing Shenjun."

Lu Beijin raised his eyes slightly, and for a moment, his blood was like a raging beast, locking on to the steward.He bite the bullet and said: "Besides the ordinary wishing stick, there is another extremely dangerous method. If it succeeds, you can directly get in touch with Yu Jingshenjun..."

At the same time, in the distant quiet valley, Yunrong's complexion was a little pale.

Yu Jingshenjun's wishing spirit sign is no small matter. The power of the wish directed at Jing Yu will be screened by the people of Qingyou Valley, and finally he will decide whether to disturb Jing Yu or not.

Yunrong has the right to decide whether or not to keep his wish, so the first time he saw Lu Beijin's wishing stick, he made up his mind that he must not let this person pester Xiaojing any longer.

Lu Beijin's wish was astonishingly powerful. He passed the engraving under Jing Yu and the obstruction of the people in Qingyou Valley all the way, and almost reached the center of Qingyou Valley, but it only added a bit of disgusting color.If they could have asked a few more questions at that time, knowing that Xiao Jing's love situation was like this, how could they be willing to let the simple-minded him get involved in such a disgusting love triangle.

After struggling for a long time, Lu Beijin's wish finally ceased.Yunrong let out a foul breath, and when he looked up, he saw Jing Yu appearing in front of him.After all, Lu Beijin had alarmed him, and Yun Rong secretly made another note for Lu Beijin in his heart.

"It's okay." Gentle divine power poured into Yun Rong's body, Jing Yu stepped forward, gently reached out, and took away a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing, "It's so strange, there is my wishing stick today? "

Yunrong was slightly surprised: "How could this be? I didn't notice it just now."

"It turned out to be him, which is even more strange. I didn't expect him to be so persistent." Jing Yu smiled lightly, and showed Yun Rong the words flying and dancing on the spirit signature, "It's Volume Yu, who said he wanted to be with me. Syria."

Yunrong carefully read every word on the spirit stick, her eyes were burning hot, as if she wanted to burn the spirit stick through: "Xiaojing, I can guess what he said earlier by looking at you. Who are the people?"

When Volume Yu left Shuiyuetai, he once revealed that he wanted a child back to him.

"Yes, he should be talking about me."

After the guess was confirmed, Yunrong's mouth was a little bit astringent, and she said with a smile: "You made friends in Xianmen, but you didn't tell us."

Jing Yu sat on the table in front of him, and recalled it carefully: "Isn't it a friend? He used me, and I avenged him, so I was cleared. But he did keep saying that he liked me. From the beginning to the end, it was very Strange. And seeing him this time, his aura is deeper than before, I have never seen that kind of demeanor, I always feel..."

He paused, then smiled lightly, "He seems to recognize me."

Yunrong frowned: "We have wiped out all your previous karma. Logically speaking, under the deduction of the laws of heaven, he should not have any memory."

Unlike Lu Beijin, Volume Yu's cultivation was obviously not high enough to break through the restraint of heaven.

If he has not forgotten Jing Yu, either he has hidden his cultivation, but the possibility of this is very small; or he has already transcended the scope of heaven.

Such a person would be willing to remain anonymous and be a little chief disciple in Xianmen?

"That's true, so maybe I'm overthinking it. I might not be the one he wants to resurrect. Anyway, I'll go and hear his wish first." Jing Yu put away the wish stick and said to Yunrong with a smile, " I met Ting Lan on the way here. She said that she made porridge for you to nourish your mind. I hope you can give her a few more days off when you are satisfied. Brother Yunrong, go quickly. I will go first to meet the volume Feather."

In the Wishing Temple near the Wuji Sect, a stick of incense was burning vigorously, and the smoke rose straight into the sky.

The steward of the Wishing Temple was surprised and delighted, looking at Cong Ji Yu with admiration in his eyes.Cong Jiyu cupped his hands at him, and said with a smile, "If the god wants to see me, I'll go there first."

The steward congratulated the people around him.That man was the nominal suzerain of the Wuji sect and the master of Rong Jiyu.But when he looked at Volume Yu, subtle fear and anger emerged faintly, but he was forced to look away by Volume Yu's light eyes.

The Promise Sect Master coughed lightly, his voice still a little stiff: "This Sect Master left first. Please, please take care of Rong'er."

When he walked out of the wishing temple, a layer of cold sweat had already broken out on his back.

A dull smile flashed in Volume Yu's eyes, and he quickly put it away, and followed the formation to the Shuiyue Platform in Qingyou Valley.

Shenjun Yu Jing was sitting in the courtyard, with a game of chess in front of him, playing against himself.He raised his eyes slightly, and saw Cong Jiyu kneeling on the ground, and said softly: "If I guess correctly, your wish is to resurrect a former disciple of my Qingyougu."

Cong Jiyu said bluntly: "That's true. His name is Jing Yu, and he seems to have a lot of fate with the god."

Jing Yu chuckled, and said without guilt: "If that's the case, even if you have obtained the wishing lottery, I will not be able to fulfill your wish. Please come back, Mr. Rong."

"Could it be that fellow Daoist Jing Yu is involved in the secrets inside Qingyou Valley."

Jing Yu was slightly surprised, but Cong Jiyu's idea coincided with the excuse he was looking for: "That's right."

As a god, Jing Yu couldn't lie to the person who made the wish, so he said that he couldn't satisfy Cong Jiyu's wish, but he really couldn't.He pressed Bai Zi with his fingertips, quietly waiting for Zhuo Yu's choice.

Cong Ji Yu was quite relaxed: "There's no need to worry about it. I'm not talented. I don't have any other skills, but I have a lot of wishes. It's better for the gods to choose someone who is pleasing to the eye."

"This is interesting, come here," Jing Yu smiled, scanning the unresponsive wishing stick, with a trace of guard hidden in his eyes, "I'll listen to your wish."

Praying to Shinto itself cannot tolerate greed.If the power of the wish is insufficient, the spiritual lottery will throw the person out of the Qingyou Valley.

However, the wishing stick did not move at all, which meant that it not only recognized that Volume Yu continued to desire to revive Jing Yu, but also recognized his next wish.This is something that has never been done before, and Jing Yu almost suspects that this thing is broken, and wants to use him as cheap labor.

The wishing stick trembled, and said aggrievedly that he had a heart to the god, and there was absolutely nothing wrong.

Soon, Volume Yu sat opposite Jing Yu, and took advantage of the situation to pick up Heizi to play chess with him: "I have three wishes, and just now is the first. The second is that I want to die alone."

"who?"

Volume Yu said leisurely, paying attention to Jing Yu's reaction for a moment: "Lu Beijin, I just don't know if the god will show mercy to him."

Jing Yu lowered his eyes to think about the chess game, didn't even look at him, and just responded in a low voice: "It's not difficult. He has already made a deal with me, and in two years, I will fight against him." Life and death just fulfill your wish. If you are satisfied, you can take the wishing stick back, and I will take you back in a decisive battle two years later."

Cong Jiyu was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this letter of challenge, he frowned slightly: "Shenjun and Lu Beijin, have you met?"

Jing Yu was puzzled: "Why not?"

"Then I'm sorry I can't accept this spirit lottery." Cong Jiyu pressed down an extremely sharp piece and surrounded Jingyu's pieces, "Because of this condition, the gods can't complete it either."

"Do you think this gentleman will show mercy to Lu Beijin's subordinates?" Jing Yu started to break the disadvantage of the chess game, and his voice was a little cold.

"Naturally, it's not the problem of the gods."

"So you can't wait two years?"

"There are indeed people who can't wait..." Cong Jiyu looked at the chess game, only to realize that at some point, he had been cornered by Jing Yu, and hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy, "But it's not me. Shenjun is very skilled at chess, and I'm admitting defeat in this game. I don't know if you would like to restart the round?"

Jing Yu flicked the chessboard lightly and started from the beginning.

Cong Jiyu followed suit, and said with a smile, "It's Lu Beijin. I can make a bet with Shenjun that within two years, Lu Beijin will destroy that letter of war with his own hands."

"Destroying the letter of war approved by the Dao of Heaven will cause the soul to suffer severe pain. Why did he do this?" Jing Yu said mercilessly, "What disease does he have?"

Cong Jiyu said implicitly: "Perhaps it is also related to the secret of Qingyou Valley. Presumably he will find Shenjun soon."

Jing Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he recalled carefully following the hint of Volume Yu.

That's right, the last time Junqing was resurrected, it was Qingyougu's "disciple" Jing Yu who exchanged his life for his life.Lu Beijin has no sense of shame, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't come to his door again and ask him to revive Junqing again.

If people are too greedy, they will eventually kill themselves.

There was a coldness in Jing Yu's eyes, and he said softly: "It's okay, if he comes, it will only advance the time for the realization of your vision."

Cong Jiyu was stunned for a moment, wondering when the relationship between these two had come to such a mortal situation.Then he really shot himself in the foot.He lowered his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Then, with God's auspicious words, it seems that my third wish doesn't need to be said—"

The last few words were lost in a thunderstorm.

Strange thing, there has never been such a weird celestial phenomenon in Qingyou Valley.

After a while, Jing Yu raised his eyes slightly, and pursed his lips: "It seems that Mr. Rong's words have come true, and Lu Beijin has come."

According to the steward, another way to get in touch with Shenjun Yu Jing is to step through the Nine-turn Glazed Realm specially prepared for extremely evil people in Qingyou Valley.

When the wishing lottery screens people, it often screens people who have done extremely evil things based on the cause and effect of the person.It's just that these people have the possibility of sincere reform after all, so the Nine-turn Glazed Realm is specially prepared for them.

However, ordinary wishing sticks are at most rejected by Shinto monks; once they enter the Nine-turn Glazed Realm, they will die ten times and have no life.There are very few people who commit serious crimes, and those who sincerely reform are even rarer. If Lu Beijin's blood was not too permeable, the manager would not be able to think of such a sideways method.

The door of the Nine-turn Glazed Realm opened wide, bursts of blood radiated out, and the power even suppressed Lu Beijin's blood pressure.

Lu Beijin stepped into the secret realm, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a long sword melted in his hand.

The road of praying to the gods is like Shura hell.

The sword intent was cold, but the air was stained with blood.

There was a solemn voice in the air.

"Pound your ears."

"Tongue cut."

"Digging eyes."

"Feng Ling."

The icy sword intent flashed across, and bloodstains flew across in an instant.

The long sword was covered with the master's blood, trembling and whining, but was forcibly suppressed and dissipated in the air.

Lu Beijin forcibly sealed several of his spiritual veins, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood from his empty mouth, dyeing his thin lips bright red.

The pale eyes of the past disappeared in the eye sockets, and only the deep red blood holes remained, like a giant beast crawling out of the abyss, which made people shudder.

It seemed that the secret realm had never seen someone who attacked him so neatly, and after a few breaths, he coldly passed the command to Lu Beijin's consciousness: "Enter the knife mountain."

The man was like a piece of dead wood soaked in blood, his feet were cut by sharp blades, and blood stains were left along the steps.He raised his head, staring at the void with his blind eyes, and moved up stubbornly step by step.

The nine-turn colored glaze is actually a nine-turn calamity.

Turning the mountain of knives is a pain on the skin.

The shattered blade buried itself in the texture, and traveled along the flesh and blood, almost peeling off the man's skin.I don't know black and white, I don't know the sound, I stumble in the silent chaos, I don't know where is the end.

The pain was so overwhelming that even breathing was painful, let alone walking.Once it stops, it will be a gentle place, all the pain will disappear, and it will make people drowsy.

Jing Yu's laughter rang in his ears.Like thunder, awakening the sinking mind.

Lu Beijin's eyes slowly shed blood and tears, and after a long time, he finally climbed to the top.

The second turn of reincarnation, enter the animal way.

There is a difference between humans and animals.

In the past, men who relied on their status were regarded as pigs and dogs, living in bitter smelly chaff, feeling the humiliation of sex, and being persecuted for no reason.

I used to think that the power and status I got because of hard work was just because I was lucky enough to be born as a human being.Treating people like livestock is not an exaggeration to say that it is a heinous crime.

At the beginning, he raised Jingyu with the mentality of raising animals, so he was not as hateful as these people he hated.

……

Turn eight into a slave, cut off brothers and feet, and be driven by others.

The ten fingers were cut off from the root, and the feet were chopped off. He could only walk on his knees and crawl all his life.

Planting a bond of slavery, you can't help yourself, and you can only make funny actions according to the will of the "master".

The torment that was once unbearable, after experiencing a lot of pain, has faded so much that it cannot leave waves in my heart.

Lu Beijin almost blurred the idea of ​​resurrecting Jing Yu, he just thought, he still has a chance to go back in time, erase the vicious furnace seal on Jing Yu's back, and then hold him in his arms, treat him well?

Like a stone, he thought for a long time, and finally lowered his head in frustration, thinking: Maybe there is no more.

After eight rounds of calamity, he finally understood why Jing Yu contacted the people in Qingyou Valley to cut off their causal line.

All kinds of past events are all evil causes planted by him.Cutting off cause and effect was the last kindness Jing Yu gave him.

If you want to force it, you can only swallow the consequences yourself.

He was clearly determined to die, but he still thought of him so much... How could this child be so stupid... When Lu Beijin was dying, his empty eyes looked at the sky, and cold tears rolled down his cheeks.

Jing Yu wants to wait for him.

Master will take you home.

The author has something to say:

Lu Beijin: Some rumor-making self-guided strategies.

Xiaojing: Don't believe in rumors and don't spread rumors.

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