The Moonlight in One’s Heart Self-Saving System

"Mister Mu Xian, please lead me to fight back the demon!" A group of monks boldly approached.

"Master Mu Xian, please lead me to stay away from the edge!" Another group of monks also prayed.

The first two sentences of the two dialects were still in unison, but at the last sentence, they were suddenly divided into two different voices.

For a time, the entire courtyard was quiet.

Sure enough, the current enemy, the dragons are headless, everyone has a different idea.

And the different ideas are mixed, and finally divided into two directions-one is war, the other is escape.

A group of people wanted Mu Qingning to plan tactics, and another group of people wanted Mu Qingning to plan an escape route.

After a few moments of silence, the two groups of people froze for a while, and began to quarrel violently, and the atmosphere became warm again.

"War? How to fight? Immortal Lord just died, we are not prepared, even if Mu Xianshi is talented, it is difficult to defeat the prepared demon army!" Several older monks sighed with their beards .

"At present, you only want to run away from the enemy, and ignore my honor of Kunlun?" Several monks who have always been known as martial arts were also angry: "I would rather die in war than be ridiculed by the Demon Clan, or even other schools. Of people laughed at our lack of bones!"

"You are naturally willing to sacrifice, but there are women, children and children on the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and let them die in vain?" The fugitive party sneered: "The person who knows the current affairs is a handsome person. Only by saving his life can we continue Kunlun."

"If you run away, women and children may not be able to save their lives when they run away!" The War Party also makes sense to say: "How do you know that the Demon Church will not chase and block? It will die faster!"

...

You come and go between the two sides, each will not give in.

Li Yuebaian listened carefully and quietly for a while, even for a while, he could not judge right or wrong.

After a long argument, both people turned their attention to Li Yuebai.

"Master Mu Xian, what's your opinion?"

"Yes, Mu Xianshi, do you think my Kunlun should fight or should I escape?"

"..." Li Yuebai was speechless for a moment, and cold sweat ran down his back.

In the classroom in the real world, he has dealt with countless mischievous students and answered countless quirky questions, but he has never answered such a difficult and so big question.

This is no joke. How can tens of thousands of lives and the survival of a martial art be determined in one sentence?

If it is placed in a western country in modern society, the result can be determined by voting, but in this world, the power is still in the hands of the immortal master.

"It's a battle or a fall, it should be decided by the immortal master." Li Yue said.

Everyone looked at each other anxiously.

"I am afraid that Master Mu Xian has not received the news yet." An older monk stepped forward: "The fairy... The fairy died yesterday..."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the room shed tears.

"What?" Li Yuebai had to look shocked and sad.

He also noticed that everyone on the scene was plain white, even with white silk tapes attached to the hilt. The news of the death of the immortal master had been made public, but he hadn't gone out yet, so he only officially received the news now.

"The position of Immortal Lord is empty, and no one can decide. Therefore, Mu Xianshi's opinion, I will listen carefully to it..." The people mourned for a while before they continued.

"Everyone, forgiving people can't judge, ignoring talents, and retiring for many years, I am afraid that they can't take on the big responsibility..." Li Yuebai sighed and reluctantly replied.

After crossing, he has taken countless single-handed missions, or faced groups of enemies alone... but has never commanded tens of thousands of people, and has never made such a difficult choice.

As soon as the voice fell, I only heard the sound of a flutter of clothes, and the monk, who was full of yards, actually knelt down in half.

Half-kneeling is the etiquette of apprenticeship in this world of fairy cultivation.

"Master Mu Xian, you can't ignore Kunlun!"

"Yeah, now only you can save the lives of tens of thousands of disciples!"

"Whether it is a battle or a landing, only you can come up with great tactics!"

"If Mu Xianshi is willing to take the lead, whether you say war or surrender, I will surely obey!"

Li Yuebai saw everyone's eyes, which were full of grief, anxiety, despair, anger... and the only hope.

"Master Mu Xian, I unanimously recommend you to take the post of wine offering." Among the crowd, a Xian Chang came out.

Everyone also agreed: "Yeah, I unanimously recommend Mu Xianshi as the wine offering."

Li Yuebai looked carefully at the person who came out, and the system immediately gave out the information: Su Xu, the owner of Miaoyan Pavilion, is a figure with a head and a face in Kunlun, known for his cleverness and exquisiteness.

It seems that this person is persuading himself on behalf of everyone.

I just don’t know what position the wine offering is in this world of immortality.

"System, what is wine offering?" Li Yuebai asked secretly.

Of course there will be this in the memory of the original owner, but the memory of the original owner is too much and too heavy. It takes a lot of energy to check it, so I still ask the system to be faster.

"Sacrifice wine is an extremely high celestial post on the Fairy Mountain of Kunlun. It is generally held by the person most trusted by the celestial lord.

"Then there is no fairy lord..."

"That wine is the highest leader." The system answered.

Suddenly promoted to such a high position, Li Yuebai was only worried.

"Su Gezhu said with a smile, the place of offering wine is of great significance, and the contemptible person can't serve." Li Yuebai resigned.

"Master Mu Xian, please take a look at this pair of treasure mirrors." Su Xu sighed and took out a pair of bronze mirrors from his sleeve.

The bronze mirror has a simple shape, and the mirror light can be used to discern people.

When Su Xu's finger moved, a moving image appeared in the mirror.

"Two months ago, the Demon Church attacked Hualongxian Mountain in the central part of the mainland of China. Suddenly, Hualangxian Mountain didn't even notice it and didn't take precautions. It was too late when the main gate sent people to send reinforcements." Su Xu Explained that the tone was very heavy.

The images played in the treasure mirror are shocking-all the original pavilions and towers were razed to the ground, the clear and transparent spring water turned blood red, and the earth was scorched. Many monks were sucked away by immortals and flesh and blood into a piece The shrivelled skin, including young disciples...

"System, is the image in the treasure mirror real?" Li Yuebai asked.

"Yes." The system replied: "Treasure Mirror is a video player in the world of Xiuxian. The playback is all real happenings, and the demon has always been like this."

Hualong Xianshan is a small school, and its relationship with the other schools is relatively alienated, so their destruction did not cause too much trouble in the world of Xiuxian.

"Master Mu Xian, don't you want to watch Kunlun Fairy Mountain also become like this?" Su Xu said sadly.

Li Yuebai felt stabbed in the heart.

The sky is clear, the surrounding hills are ups and downs, several peaks are covered with snow, the ground is full of fragrant flowers and grasses, the hills are covered with lush fairy trees, various buildings are scattered, the magnificent and gorgeous yet elegant, even far away In the distance, you can see disciples reading in the building above the mountainside.

The systematic answer is decisive-do not have any fluke about the demon.

How can they level the other martial arts, how can they level the Kunlun Fairy Mountain.

Tens of thousands of people are just numbers, but the two little apprentices under their knees are real. The disciples have no friendship with themselves, but they have deep feelings for the original owner. Of course, the original owner cannot watch them die.

And myself... according to my usual style of behavior, of course, I would not hide behind.

Li Yuebai did not want to hesitate to quit anymore, and took over the post of offering wine.

Everyone turned their sorrows into joys and revived.

"System, what do you think?" After the first two crossings, Li Yuebai acted more cautiously, but still wanted to ask the system for more opinions.

"Please don't worry about the host, it should be the wine offering." The system replied.

"You agree with me to take over the task?"

"Anyway, you have no other choice." The system's voice is all right.

"What did the original owner do in the original plot?"

"It's the same as you are now," the system answered.

"Then I am repeating the same mistake." Li Yuebai sighed.

"Some mistakes have no choice and must be repeated." The system replied: "Everyone is right. If no one stands up to lead everyone to repel the demon, Kunlun Xianshan will definitely suffer the disaster of extinction."

"Kunlun Xianshan is full of talents. Apart from me, are there really no people who can repel the magic?"

"Once there was, now... only you are left." The system replied.

The old friends of the original owner have passed away, and there are few new talents.

What's more, in that explosion, not only the imperial prince Yu Peng was condemned to death, but thousands of monks accompanying him were also buried in the sea of ​​fire. Among them, many were the elites of the disciples of Kunlun, and many of them were highly hoped for. It's the person on the top of the pyramid, so a huge top talent gap suddenly appeared... No wonder everyone will put their hopes on Mu Qingning alone.

"Don't forget, I came from salvation..." Li Yuebai asked the system: "Why haven't the original owner's cause of death told me so far, how can he save himself?"

"Self-help is not urgent." The system said: "Now you must first save the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, then self-help."

"First save Kunlun Fairy Mountain..." Li Yuebai felt more and more difficult to wear.

The previous two worlds were only difficult to save themselves. When you get here, you have to save the world first and then save yourself.

"Is it so easy to save Kunlun Fairy Mountain?" Li Yuebai smiled bitterly.

"Anyway, the original owner did it." The system replied.

"Wait, you mean." Li Yuebai froze for a moment: "The original owner saved the entire Kunlun Fairy Mountain, but died in desperation?"

"Yes." The system answered firmly.

"How could this be possible, a person so strong that he couldn't save himself at last..." Li Yuebai felt depressed for a while.

"So, it depends on you, come on, host." The system said: "When you save Kunlun Fairy Mountain, I will tell you all the information for the next step."

Li Yuebai shook his head and decided not to worry too much about the future, focusing on the affairs in front of him.

"Sacrifice wine master." Su Xu said: "The death of Immortal Lord Immortal, Kunlun is up and down. The enemy of the Demon Church is still decent, and today, we still invite Mu Xianshi to join me in the burial of the Immortal Lord. Li!"

It is naturally impossible for Li Yuebai to refuse this request.

The burial ceremony of the Immortal Lord was held at the Queen Mother Terrace at the highest point of the Immortal Mountain in Kunlun.

The Queen Mother Terrace is an open platform carved from a whole piece of white jade. It is solemn and can accommodate 10,000 people. Various ceremonies are held here.

The monks stood neatly in accordance with their ranks. All of them were dressed in white and tied with white silk ribbons. They stood tall, solemn, and looked sad.

The rules on the Kunlun Fairy Mountain prohibit the expression of ordinary human emotions too much. Laughing or crying should not be. Therefore, even if the loved one or the deceased dies, there is often no crying, only silence.

The celestial lord exploded and died, and naturally there would be no corpses remaining. Therefore, a spiritual position was only placed symbolically on the altar.

An immortal came up and recited a eulogy of crepe, which probably commended the immortal spirit of the immortal master, the noble virtue and the ethics of the world.

Li Yuebai stood in the middle of several immortals, listening to the eulogy quietly.

After the eulogy was finished, the sacrifice was over.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the crowd did not leave.

Now that the enemy is at present, after the ceremony is over, the people must inevitably discuss some of the countermeasures.

Before the discussion started, there was some little commotion in the back row.

Li Yuebai's five physical senses are very sharp now, and you can hear that in the back row of the crowd, several disciples are secretly talking about the cause of death of the fairy lord.

"The Immortal Lord's magical powers come into being, how could... what the **** is going on?"

"I don't understand, maybe it's a way to fly?"

...

The discussants are a few younger apprentices who are weak in skill, do not know how to hide their voices, and think that no one can hear them.

Of course, such questions, quietly fermented in every corner of Kunlun as soon as the news of the death of the immortal lord came out.

At this time, someone must give a reasonable explanation to suppress these questions.

After reading the eulogy, Su Xu came out again.

Su Xu treats people very kindly on weekdays, never guilty of anyone, and always has a smile on his face, but now, the smile on his face is gone, only deep grief and anger.

"Everyone, everything is obvious. Apart from the Demon Church, who else would have such a mean and vicious means?" Su Xu confronted everyone and said painfully: "The Demon Church thinks that as long as the assassin is assassinated, he will be able to calm down. Kunlun Fairy Mountain!"

Everyone was infected by his emotions and listened for a while.

The celestial master originally commanded the monks to hold the gate of the mountain normally and resist the magic religion. Unexpectedly the fairy died, and the murderer would have no one other than the magic religion.

"...Mojiao Xiaoxiao, the means is despicable, and it's disgusting!" Su Xu Li said: "They will take their own lives!"

Those disciples who were still suspecting the cause of death of the immortal master and talked in private, now suddenly realized that there was an angry look on their faces.

Although the claim that "the lord died from the assassination of the demon" is unfounded and unfounded, it is the only possibility that can be publicly announced at the moment.

Some people know the true cause of death of the fairy lord, but they can't say a word. At this critical moment, they all told everyone that the fairy lord was on fire and exploded. That is equivalent to the demon's ambition to exterminate himself, and the most likely is to be accused of slandering the leader and slandering the entire Kunlun.

What's more, the Demon Church is a dark cloud that presses on everyone's head. It is the biggest threat facing everyone. Naturally, it is the culprit of everything and the most object of hatred.

That Su Xu really had two lives, just a few lies to dispel everyone's doubts and re-consolidate people's hearts.

...

While excited by the crowd, someone jumped out and poured cold water.

"Su Gezhu said lightly." An immortal sneered with a sneer: "You have no chicken power, how can you deal with the demon?"

The sneer fairy named Wan Guangliu is the peak owner of the Qinglong Peak on the Kunlun Mountain. He has superb swordsmanship, irritable temper, and bad man. He is attacking others at all times. At this moment, he is even more suspicious of Su Xu. , Could not help but say the attack: "The Su Patriarch's martial arts are inferior. It seems that naturally he will not participate in the battle against the Demon Cult. At most, he will only shake his fan to watch the battle in the rear! It is still us who bleed and sacrifice. Be in the limelight here!"

"You... the current enemy, even talking nonsense, disturbing one's military heart?" Su Xu knotted, stretched out a finger to Wan Guangliu, could not help but tremble: "Su Mou has no intention to show his head, stand up today Speaking is nothing more than telling everyone that Kunlun will not die."

"Oh? Did Su Suzhu suddenly cultivate some magical secrets that could save tens of thousands of disciples?" Wan Guangliu didn't believe it.

"Su Mou did not succeed in cultivation, but invited an expert to go out to the mountain." Su Xu settled down and invited Li Yuebai out.

"Musian Mu has retired long ago, not to ask about the world, but now it is the key to the survival of Kunlun Xianshan, so Mu Xianshi resolutely came out of the mountain..." Su Xu said.

Mu Qingning?

Some older monks have a surprised look on their faces, while a group of younger monks are whispering and asking each other: Who is Mu Qingning?

After a brief confusion, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Yuebai.

When Li Yuebai came, he stood in an obscure corner deliberately in order to keep a low profile, but now, the position is no longer inconspicuous, and everyone is staring at him with complicated eyes.

"Master Mu Xian?" Wan Guangliu also froze for a moment, and he couldn't wait to quarrel with Su Xu again, strode meteorically to Li Yuebai, and bowed a long line without hesitation: "If Mu Xianshi sits in town Commander, then I have hope for Kunlun!"

"I have already elected Mu Xianshi as the wine offering, I wonder if you agree?" Su Xu turned to those who did not ask Li Yuebai and asked.

"Naturally is undesirable." The crowd replied one after another.

Older monks understand Mu Qingning's previous military achievements. As for the young monks, although they don't understand it now, they will know it after they have been carefully informed by their masters.

The position of offering wine was set, so now, we are back to that question, is it a battle or a flight?

Li Yuebai sat down in the position of offering wine, rubbed the sun**, and couldn't help feeling anxious.

Does this decision really have to be made by yourself?