Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

The battle between the Sect Master Yudao and the Master of Tianji, until a long time later, many people still talk about it.

Especially, the two sides of the battle are still two Immortal Venerables of the Transcending Tribulation Period, the existence of the top of the cultivation base.

Many people even secretly re-engraved with the photo stone as a valuable learning experience.

Tianjizi has fallen.

He is very strong, and he has fallen into a demon. Ying Tianhai, who is still wearing the old wounds left by the more white, is actually not his opponent.

On the side of Immortal Dao, it is impossible to leave such a hidden danger.

Tianjizi must die today.

Ying Tianhai was not much better.

Feel free to use your spiritual power.

After killing Tian Jizi, Ying Tianhai glanced down and found that the more white he was, the longer he disappeared.

The more white they were, the longer they left.

& nbsp; place to heal.

Back to the mountain peak, Fairy Lingyue has now waited aside with the Zongmen medical repair, seeing that his face is not good-looking, she hastily came to help.

She obviously already knew what happened, with a cheerful expression on her face: "Who would have thought that Tianjizi would actually fall into a demon? Brother Hai, this time killing the demon, you have contributed greatly."

Ying Tianhai was supported by her and just asked: "How is Mu Xing now?"

He was thinking about how to use this situation to reconcile with Mu Xing.

I could hear his question, but Fairy Lingyue's arm, which was supporting him, froze.

Ying Tianhai had a bad intuition, stopped and said in a hurried tone: "What's wrong? Did something happen that I don't know about?"

Lingyue looked sad: "Not long after you went to Daxueshan, I received a biography of a spirit beast signed by you and me. Inside..."

She paused for a moment, and then said awkwardly: "It's that spiritual root."

"The kid said that he no longer intends to take the things that were dug up. There is no need to reconnect the broken cause and effect."

"If this spiritual root can be used by Ying Shu, just give it to him. If you don't want it, let us handle it casually and don't disturb him again."

After Fairy Lingyue finished speaking, she didn't hear any movement from her side. When she looked up, she saw that the Taoist companion's face was like golden paper, and it seemed that she could not accept such a result.

Pfft! Ying Tianhai's throat stinks, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Hai!"

"I heard that Ying Tianhai is seriously injured, and he has been retreating recently to recover." Yue Fubai is playing chess with Wuchangjun.

This person's chess style is just as arrogant and unreasonable as others. He only knows how to attack and not retreat. Playing chess with him is tense and boring.

He threw down the chess pieces, and reached out to mess up the chessboard: "No, no, no."

Jun Wuchang gave him a cold look, then turned to look at Mu Xing who was eating melon seeds: "You master these bad habits, don't learn them."

More and more white and happy: "Hey, old ghost, have you taught my apprentice a lesson?"

He also turned his head to look at the little apprentice: "Don't listen to him, what do you think of the apprentices he taught? Meng Ge's child was fine when he first started, but now It just turned into a little version of facial paralysis."

It's not his turn to tell right from wrong.

But the two of them just had a casual (more blunt and unilateral) bickering, and the topic quickly turned to business.

The more white it is: "I don't think that old thief Ying Tianhai will give up the stars easily."

Jun Wuchang nodded: "Ying Tianhai is very utilitarian and has a great face. For him, Mu Xing's talent is a living sign of the Imperial Dao Xianzong."

Mu Xing nodded, agreeing: "Yes, Master taught well! Master is the best!"

The more white, the brows grinned suddenly, he knew that the little apprentice was making him happy. But he just eats this trick.

Comfortable!

However, as long as he thinks of Ying Tianhai, his smile is not so pleasant - this dog skin plaster has to find a way to get rid of it completely.

I want to be beautiful!

The more white: Am I the kind of person who can suffer?

So soon, the truth of what happened back then was spread out in the cultivation world.

In this truth, many details have been added.

In particular, it focuses on the miserable life of Mu Xing when he was a child, and conveys to the world that Mu Xing has lost his spiritual roots and does not want to have a penny relationship with Yudao Xianzong.

There were originally a lot of them, and I felt that the villain had already been killed, and there should be a monk who would have a happy ending. After listening to the full version of the story, they were all quiet.

"So that child had such a miserable life before?"

"The cultivator will be very weak after the spiritual root is dug up, right? It's still a newborn baby. The Sect Master Ying is really cruel, even if he is sent to a family for foster care?"

"Fortunately, that child was found and raised by Lian Huajun, otherwise it is unknown whether he will survive."

"I heard that the child didn't want to have any relationship with his biological parents. I listened to the whole story and even understood his thoughts."

"You Xianmen cultivators are hypocrites! I just got a daughter, and I really want to give her all my heart. If someone runs in front of me and says my daughter is the reincarnation of a scorpion star, I'll only give him a knife! So, Sect Master Ying doesn't love that child at all, and since he has a new child, why bother to recognize him?"

"Didn't Tian Jizi say before he died that the child has great luck, doesn't he want fat and water to flow into the fields of outsiders?"

"Don't slander some demon monks at will, I don't know, the biological parents want to recognize their children, but they have ulterior motives."

"Oh, anyway, the Demon Sect cultivator can't do the vicious act of digging up the spiritual roots of his own child and throwing the child away."

" But Tianjizi is right, that Mu Xing is now the disciple of our Demon Sect Lianhuajun. Without spiritual roots, he became a golden elixir at the age of sixteen! You have to wait for a terrifying talent!"

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The "truth" that Ying Tianhai and his wife tried to hide, was so loudly publicized, and within a few days the entire cultivation world knew about it.

Shameless behavior, not involving these things on him.

This is so, and this is enough to make this good-faced Taoist companion unbearable.

Especially Ying Tianhai, who managed to control his injuries and left the quarantine, when he heard the news, he was directly stimulated to the point of agitated emotions, and he vomited another mouthful of blood.

Mu Xing's behavior is equivalent to directly saying that I want to draw a clear line with you in front of the entire cultivation world.

No matter how resourceful he is, if he still has a little face, he can't find him again.

Ying Shu also came out.

In such a short period of time, he lost a lot of weight. The young boy who used to be in high spirits has now become pale and silent, and even his eyes have lost their vigour.

Wai Lingyue only said that he was injured, and others did not know what happened to him.

Listening to my colleague mentioning the hottest news in the cultivation world recently, he was stunned for a long time before whispering: "He won't come back, he won't recognize us, it's right."

He felt ashamed to face that brother anyway.

Ying Tianhai and Lingyue have now found many treasures for him, and have spent a lot of effort to keep his cultivation, so that he can continue to practice.

It's just that the talent is much worse than before.

Ying Shu didn't feel sad, but heaved a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

Later, after a few years, he met Mu Xing at the exchange meeting of young monks in the two ways of immortals and demons.

The appearance of Mu Xing, who has grown a few years older, has not changed much, but the spiritual power of the whole body is more pure and natural.

Mu Xing, who was just weak and successfully promoted to Nascent Soul, has the name of genius resounding throughout the world of self-cultivation.

Ying Tianhai and Lingyue can only force their faces to laugh now: the lining is gone, and the face must not be seen as a joke.

There are also many people looking at Ying Shu: a compatriot, a brother who is less than two years old. The elder brother is so good, the younger brother can't be too bad, right?

But after looking at them, they were disappointed: this little boy who looked pale and seemed to be in bad health has not yet completed the pill!

Ying Shu was building the foundation a few years ago.

But Ying Shu didn't feel that this look embarrassed him. Like those young people, he stared at the dazzling young geniuses on the competition stage, and his heart was full of pride.

The end of a match, Mu Xing simply and neatly solved the opponent and ended.

Ying Shu also lost interest and sat down on the seat in a daze.

Since the incident a few years ago, his personality has become a lot duller, and he doesn't like to talk. He often stays in a quiet daze like this, and even has many fewer friends.

The side suddenly darkened, and someone sat beside him.

Ying Shu didn't care too much, but after a while, he noticed that there seemed to be a lot of scrutinizing eyes around him.

He looked up in wonder.

His eyes widened suddenly, staring blankly at the person sitting beside him.

"You..."

Mu Xing was watching the two monks fighting on the stage, and took time to look at him sideways: "What? What's the matter, wait for them to finish."

Ying Shu was nervous, he responded quietly, and sat quietly on the side.

The battle on the field was not slow, but Ying Shu felt it was very long.

He couldn't help but secretly look at the person beside him, just now he was far away, he couldn't see it clearly, he only felt that Mu Xing's aura was becoming more and more pure and ethereal.

Now that he was getting closer, he carefully looked at Mu Xing's eyebrows, thinking that he was better looking than before, but... A few years ago, he could still see it from Mu Xing's face at a glance Mother's shadow.

But now, it is difficult to connect these two faces.

He was empty.

The competition finally ended. Seeing him staring at him, Mu Xing looked a little unhappy and asked, "Can't I sit here?"

Ying Shu hurriedly shook his head.

Mu Xing said: "I looked at you from a distance and almost thought I was mistaken. You seem to have changed a lot."

"Really?"

Mu Xing nodded: "Well, I still remember the first time I saw you, you were lively and flamboyant, like a lovable little sun. Although it was a bit unruly, it was not very impressive. Hate."

"How did you become like this in just a few years?"

Ying Shu bowed his head and said nothing.

What can he say?

It is because of your life experience that he has a sense of guilt and demons in his heart, can't get over this hurdle?

But he doesn't say, how smart Mu Xing is, and he can see it.

"Because of me?"

Ying Shu hurriedly said: "No! No!"

His flustered eyes met Mu Xing's calm and clear eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have magic power, he looked at it like this, and his heart was strangely calm.

"You don't have to feel any guilt." Mu Xing smiled at him gently, "Even if you really feel sorry for me, it's your parents' business. Not to mention, I've broken up with them. Cause and effect, what they do, I don't care about it."

"Anyway. No matter how you do it, everything has nothing to do with you."

Ying Shu felt a pair of hands, and rubbed the top of his head unskillfully.

"You're young, don't be so dull, and don't pretend to be too much." Mu Xing smiled, "I still like you to be a little peacock with a raised tail."

The little peacock. Ying Shu only felt a little warm in his ears.

He thought that Mu Xing would hate himself and their family.

But he was very gentle and deliberately sat beside him to enlighten him.

Mu Xing is helpless: "I have said some things countless times."

Ying Shu sadly said, "I see."

He knew Mu Xing's answer.

He doesn't hate.

Because there is no emotion.

A stranger is not worth his emotional waste.

Seeing the thoughtful look of the child, Mu Xing stood up: "Okay, I'm leaving."

Ying Shu watched him pass through the crowd and walked to the place where the monks of the Demon Gate were, and a man dressed as the grandson of the king and grandson spoke to him with a smile.

A fellow student came to him, saying that the suzerain had invited him.

Ying Tianhai looked at his younger son expectantly: "What did Mu Xing tell you?"