I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 311 Before Senior

The two of them were talking privately inside, but it was already very busy outside.

Song Zhujun had just helped bandage the wound of Liu Yunfeng's disciple, when the one from Ao Yunfeng started to scream again.

"Su Hu, help him tie the knot on his arm."

"Huaiyu, help her treat the wound on her leg."

"..."

Bu Zhuanqian looked at Song Zhujun who was so busy that he was about to fly up, and couldn't help but look at Wu Kuisi who was wrapped into a rice dumpling.

"Not to mention, our senior brother Jiang is very discerning, and this Miss Song is really amazing."

Wu Kuisi shook his head in agreement. Then he slowly turned around and looked at Bu Zhuanqian with his head.

"Lao Gu, when did you sue Wanying?"

Bu Zhuanqian thought for a while: "It's only half a month, but at least hundreds of years have passed."

"Miss Song doesn't know, but what's inside is half of his spiritual consciousness. There is an unwritten rule in Taiyan Palace, and disciples need to cut off half of their spiritual consciousness before entering the palace. It sounds like half a strand, but it's actually very small.

A little bit of it is used to wait until our body dies and the state of mind disappears, and then it can be considered as accompanying our bodies and clothes into the Qianyin Palace.

Used for identification. This kid has a bad memory and was afraid that he would lose it, so he put this thing in the sachet his mother gave him. I also have it, and I sealed it in the Taiyan Palace sword suit.

After thousands of years, my sword uniform and his sachet will be sleeping in Qianyin Palace, watching Taiyan Palace move forward step by step."

No response was received, and all one could see was a barrier growing from the secret realm of Liuyun Peak that collapsed not far away.

Wu Kuisi stopped walking.

As soon as he said these words, he saw Qinghui Taoist turn into a stream of light and rush out.

Bu Zhuanqian lowered his head and slightly curved his mouth.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed through the strong wind and rescued the flying bird from the siege in an extremely gentle way.

Master Huimou sat up weakly, patted his chest, and stood up slowly.

A strong wind suddenly rose, blowing all the way from Yinyun Peak to Liuyun Peak.

Jiang Yingsi smiled, but her body staggered and fell down.

The second before falling asleep, Xiao Fengyu looked at the glow in the sky and couldn't help but wonder if he had really reached bliss.

Jiang Yingsi was also a little unable to hold on, and the hand that conveyed spiritual power trembled slightly.

Fu Huaiying said.

"Oh, it flies so high, it deserves to be from Taiyan Palace."

As for Miss Mu, she may be an exception. She is the only one in Taiyan Palace who does not have the consciousness of cutting off the gods. I have vaguely heard some rumors that she is a person from another world, but I don't know whether it is true or not, and I cannot follow others' opinions."

"That is?"

Turning around, I saw bursts of rays of light rising from the top of Hidden Cloud Peak, which is always covered with clouds.

Except that the pattern was a little more delicate, the thing was no different from a round ball. Bu Zhuanqian watched helplessly as it rolled out and stopped next to a pair of dusty embroidered shoes.

Then he flew towards the secret realm in an inadvertent manner.

Seemingly feeling that this topic was a little too serious, Bu Zhuanqian ignored Wu Kuisi's half-shocked look and spoke slowly.

It was half a moment later when the wind stopped.

Bu Zhuanqian smiled: "The reason why Taiyan Palace can continue is not only the passion of the disciples, but also the inheritance from generation to generation.

Today, the consciousness of the past protects us. The consciousness of the predecessors also protects the predecessors. And we protect the descendants. After the descendants, there will also be the descendants of the descendants who will protect us. Life after life.

Song Zhujun frowned.

What about Jiang Yingsi?

Where is Jiang Yingsi who said, "Fortunately, I'm with you this time."

Song Zhujun's words were drowned.

"Senior brother, you actually want to use your life to fill this gap."

Thinking of this, Fu Huaiying was also stunned. Then he flew over and helped pick up the stunned disciple.

"Where's Ying Si?"

"Senior Brother Xiao!"

Big beads of sweat on Xiao Fengyu's forehead fell into the secret realm, broke into several petals, wrapped in dust, and lay quietly on the ground.

"Where's Senior Brother Jiang?"

Those streaks of rays of light were like stars falling away from the mortal world, falling straight down with a sense of no hesitation.

Only tens of thousands of rays of light could be stacked to surround the secret realm layer by layer and stop the Yezhu tribe's rampage.

"What just happened?"

It's just that no matter who you were in the past, you could more or less accept this sentence.

Bu Zhuanqian looked up inadvertently and saw Xiao Fengyu who was knocked away.

The second way.

Song Zhujun sighed: "Junior Brother Bu, are those the spiritual consciousness that have been cut off? Why haven't I heard Wan Wan talk about it before?"

Before he could dust off his clothes, he saw Taoist Qinghui walking over with two people in his hands.

Wu Kuisi opened his mouth, fearing that Song Zhujun would not be able to hear what he said because of his big tongue. In the end, he did not say a word.

The third way.

I wanted to stand there and wait for Song Zhujun to send me there. After thinking about it, I felt it was inappropriate, so I walked towards Song Zhujun again.

Master Huimou nodded and said loudly: "Elder brother, is Feng Yu okay?"

The huge impact shook Xiao Fengyu away.

"Junior Brother Wu, your sachet has fallen."

in unison.

Song Zhujun couldn't help but be curious: "What is this? Even people like Senior Brother Wu cherish it."

Someone's voice cut through the noise and fell on Song Zhujun's ears.

Only then did someone speak slowly.

Seeing the hidden cloud peak gradually returning to the clouds of the past.

Qing Hui smiled: "It's okay, I just fainted from the shock."

"I don't want to have no choice like that time. Being able to use my life to pave a way out is worth it to me."

It's just that the scene at this moment is not beautiful. The disciples near the secret realm were shaken away, and things were flying everywhere in the sky.

Xiao Fengyu did not refute.

The bird started up in fright, fluttering its wings in an attempt to gain a foothold in the strong wind. However, it could only be carried by the strong wind, and swayed from the sky as it fell.

Just as Song Zhujun was about to speak, he heard an uproar behind him.

Song Zhujun walked very quickly, took Jiang Yingsi from Master Qinghui, and helped him to sit down in front of Master Huimou.

Song Zhujun bent down and picked it up.

"Since he is my disciple, I will bring him back."

…

Wu Kuisi nodded and said no more.

Song Zhujun looked at the two senior brothers Huimu Zhenren and Bu Wu, and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that too much spiritual power was consumed, and we hurried back slowly and didn't get a good rest, so we fainted from exhaustion."

I don't know what disturbed Wu Kuisi's mind, but he didn't even notice that the flower bag on his waist fell off.

It goes on and on, endlessly.

Now, no one can take up his words.

He stretched out his hand to catch the sachet, solemnly and solemnly.

"It's in the direction of Qianyin Palace."

"How about it?"

Song Zhujun lowered his head in understanding: "I heard Wan Wan say in the past that you guys at Yin Yun Peak are the most unreliable. There are some speculators, some cheaters, and even sneaky things. Now it seems that it is

I follow others’ opinions.”

Bu Zhuanqian scratched his head: "The disciples of Hidden Cloud Peak are indeed a bit informal, and we are involved in all kinds of worldly thoughts. For example, you talk about speculation, cheating, and you, Junior Brother Wu, and I do a lot of it. As for sneaking around..."

Bu Zhuanqian's eyes fell on Ah Chun, who was covered in burns.

"That one is better at it, of course, in the literal sense. But in the final analysis, he has never done anything particularly excessive. Otherwise, even if he is not beaten to death by his fellow apprentices, he will be expelled from the school by the master."

(End of chapter)