Master Mixer [Rebirth]

Sang Wusheng quickly walked out of the fantasy array with Lu Ming.

Sang Wusheng opened his eyes and narrowed his red eyes slightly. He checked the surrounding environment and found that he had indeed returned to the stone roadside where he had fallen into the phantom formation.

And just one meter away beside him, Lu Ming was sitting with his eyes closed and his legs cross-legged at the moment. His brows were lightly frowned, and his face was calm, as if he was still in deep sleep and did not wake up.

The look in Sang Wusheng's eyes became gentle and struggling. After a long time, he took a deep breath. A trace of black air overflowed from his fingertips and slowly flowed into Luming's nose. Lu Ming inhaled the black energy, his body suddenly stiffened, his head slowly dropped, his body lost support, suddenly tilted, and he fell straight into Sang Wusheng's arms.

Sang Wusheng raised his hand and poked his eyebrows lightly, and smoothed his squeezed brows. After a while, they gradually flattened, and his breathing sounded more even.

Sang Wusheng sighed softly, his eyes dropped slightly, and he whispered beside Luming's ears: "Brother, I have to leave first. The devilish energy has penetrated into my internal organs, and I can't control it with my current strength. At any time, it is possible to be devoured and die by the devilish energy. Maybe, it will be followed by countless monks. I must not put you in danger because of me."

Sang Wusheng looked at Luming for a long time, his eyes flashed with dismay, and gently placed Luming on the green grass aside, the gentleness in his eyes was unobstructed. He whispered: "I will find purple heart for my brother, and I will leave in the future. Five years...or ten years later, I will definitely come back alive to find you. No matter the ends of the world, I will come to my brother. Only. Please... don't forget me."

As Sang Wusheng said, he leaned down and printed his lips on Luming's long and dense eyelashes, as if a butterfly fluttered by, and soon left. Then he smiled slightly and said: "Even if my brother forgets me, I will have countless ways to remind you of me again, and I am the only one in my heart from now on."

Sang Wusheng stood up, looked deeply at the person who was still sleeping, his eyes flashed with colors, and after all he gritted his teeth, turned and flew away. But the gleam of light at the corner of his eyes was like early morning dew, gently floating in the air, and finally fell on Lu Ming's closed eyes.

Lu Ming slept very deeply, but in the dimness, he always felt that someone was attached to his ear and said a lot. His voice was low and heavy, as if forbearing, and as if to tell, but the voice was mixed with too many things. In his ears, it made his heart seem to be pressed with a piece of heavy iron, heavy, unable to know the reason, but unable to escape this depressed feeling.

Especially at the end, that sigh made his heart tremble suddenly, as if something important had slowly left him and left his life.

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When Lu Ming woke up, he found that he had left the magical array.

He opened his eyes and looked around in confusion. After a while, the consciousness in his brain gradually returned to the cage. He seemed to fall asleep inexplicably in Jing Mo's illusion. He didn't know the reason. He just felt sleepy, and then he couldn't remember anything.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming quickly got up and looked around, only to find that Jing Mo was not by his side at all. Lu Ming was a little worried. Logically speaking, after leaving the illusion, Jing Mo's body should be next to him, and suddenly there was no trace. Could it be that something happened while he was asleep?

Lu Ming didn't have time to think about it. When he was about to display his aura and fly around to find him, he was suddenly attracted by a purple grass next to him.

Lu Ming bent down, took the grass in his hand, frowned and looked at it repeatedly, before murmured: "Is this the purple heart grass? Why is it here?"

233 immediately got out of the space, curled his lips and said, "Your good brother found it for you."

Lu Ming was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Jing Mo? How could he..."

"You have been sleeping since you came out of the phantom array. It has been three days now. After Jing Mo woke up, he ran to Jingming Lake and picked up this purple heart plant, and then left alone. ." 233 explained.

Lu Ming frowned and was a little surprised. There are two huge monsters in Jingming Lake. If you want to collect purple heart grass, you must either avoid them or defeat them. Jing Mo will kill the purple heart alone. The grass was picked back, which was completely beyond his expectation.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming suddenly felt a strange illusion that the child has grown up, can be alone, and no longer needs his own weird illusion.

Lu Ming shook his head, throwing away the strange thoughts. No matter what, why did Jing Mo want to leave?

The depressed feeling in Lu Ming's heart suddenly rose again, thinking of the heavy tone and soft sigh in the dream, but his heart throbbed, and the bad premonition immediately filled his whole heart.

Lu Ming's face turned pale, his fists were tightly clenched, and he said solemnly, "What did he say when he left?"

233 sighed and said: "Master, I can't say. Although I really want to tell you, I can't do anything about the plot."

Lu Ming took a deep breath, put the purple heart grass in the space ring, his eyes were a little low, and he whispered softly: "He must have encountered something, I can't ignore it. Anyway, I must go to him."

233 was a little anxious, his tail entangled Lu Ming's legs at a very fast speed, and said, "Master, can't you ignore him? He is not as innocent as you think. Even if he leaves you this time, he will ..."

"Stop talking." Lu Ming interrupted 233 faintly. After a long period of silence, he lowered his eyes and continued, "He is the only person I believe in in this world, even if he has something to hide from me, if It's not that he admits it himself, I won't believe it."

233 heard these words, and couldn't help but sighed faintly, and did not continue to speak. What if the master knows that Jing Mo is Sang Wusheng one day? There cannot be two overlords in this world at the same time. Lu Ming has a domineering task. To complete the task, Sang Wusheng is the biggest resistance. But Sang Wusheng is destined to be the king above everything else. The two will meet each other in the future. Then how should they deal with each other?

Probably it is another tragedy that repeats history, just like Sang Wusheng and He Qingci before the time goes back. In the end, only Sang Wusheng survived and became the king of the immortal and devil worlds, and He Qingci In the end, he can only get a fate of being so soulless.

I only hope that in this life, the ending can be rewritten.

Lu Ming raised his wrist and frowned, "Where is the red mole here? Is it possible that my blood contract with Cangzhi has lost its effect?"

233 hesitated for a moment before telling the truth: "The blood contract has been transferred to Jingmo."

Lu Ming's face changed, his fists clenched involuntarily, and he asked, "What the **** is going on?"

Although 233 wanted to tell Luming about that day, he closed his mouth in the end. Perhaps this is the power of the plot, no matter how things develop, they will eventually get closer to the established trajectory. Jing Mo is Sang Wusheng, and Cang Zhi accepts him as his disciple, which coincides with the development trajectory of the plot.

Seeing 233, Lu Ming avoided answering, and stopped asking questions. He just turned around and walked towards the way he came.

233 shouted behind Lu Ming: "Master, where are you going?"

Luming paused, his cheeks sideways, and his expressions could not be seen clearly. It took a long time before he lowered his eyes, covered the emotions in his eyes, and said softly: "No matter what, I will find him."

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Ten years of time is enough to forget many people and things, and enough to make many people and things deep in my heart.

For a full ten years, Lu Ming had been looking for the disappeared Jing Mo, his footprints almost covered the entire cultivation world, but he still couldn't find him. Although the red mole on his wrist disappeared, Lu Ming still went to the cliff to look for Cangzhi every year, hoping to get news from Jing Mo. It's a pity that Cang Zhi disappeared along with Jing Mo.

Lu Ming stood at the bottom of the valley, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes deep and far away. The immature cheeks no longer exist, replaced by maturity and stability. No emotion can be seen on the handsome face, and the eyebrows are indifferent and cold, which makes it difficult to feel close. But at this moment, the longing in the eyes can not cover up anyway. live.

Lu Ming took out the soul-catching flag in his arms and habitually lifted it up and shook it. Suddenly, a pleasant sound echoed in the valley, not dissipating for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, the spirit-inducing flag still did not respond like the previous few times, Lu Ming had to sigh, and sadly retracted the spirit-inducing flag, preparing to fly away from the valley.

At this moment, the soul-inspiring flag suddenly emitted a dark blue luster, and the luster became stronger and stronger. Finally, the entire soul-inducing flag began to shake violently, and the bell became more and more rapid, as if something was happening. near.

Lu Ming's expression shrank, and a trace of excitement rose in his heart. In ten years, this Yinhunfan had never had such a reaction. At this moment, he suddenly had such a strong reaction. How could he not be excited?

Lu Ming suppressed his heart, and tentatively said, "Who is it?"

The other party did not answer, but turned into a gust of wind, blowing straight towards Luming, as if playing, flying around Luming, just refused to answer, and refused to stop. In desperation, Lu Ming had to take out the soul-locking magic weapon and threw it at the opponent abruptly, only to hear a loud bang, the magic weapon fell heavily to the ground, and there was a painful cry.

"Hurry up and let me go! I dare not!" A crying voice suddenly came from the magic weapon.

Lu Ming stepped forward, picked up the artifact, and said coldly, "Who are you on earth?"

The other party was obviously a teenager who was in the stage of changing his voice, and his voice was slightly immature. He grieved and said: "My name is Ming Duo, and I have been wandering here since I died. It has been more than 300 years."

Lu Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "In that case, you should know that master refiner, Cangzhi, right?"

When Ming Duo heard the words, he immediately snorted and replied: "Of course, there is no ghost here and I don't know him, but fortunately he has left ten years ago, otherwise I guess I won't be able to come out yet."

Lu Ming's heart moved, and then he said, "You mean, Cangzhi left this place ten years ago?"

Minduo hummed: "I know you come here every year, and I know the purpose of your coming here. If you can take me back to my hometown and save my soul from the dead, let me reincarnate as soon as possible, and I will tell you everything. If you don’t do what I said, don’t think I will tell you everything that day."

A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and then coldly said: "You are not qualified to negotiate with me now. Now that you are in this Horcrux, I can let your soul fly away at any time."

Hearing these words, Mingduo was anxious and started hitting the Horcrux with his body, and said angrily: "I have no grievances with you, why do you want me to be dispelled? Also, you are not a cultivator. Is there such a cruel Taoist priest like you!"

Lu Ming said lightly: "Have you thought about it? Say or not?"

Mingduo had no choice but to frustrated: "I know that you cultivators have always been ruthless, no matter what, as long as you let me go, I will tell you everything."

Lu Ming was a little bit dumbfounded, but this ghost was really pure-hearted, exactly the same as Jing Mo (...). Immediately, he sighed slightly, and muttered a few phrases in his mouth. The Horcrux immediately emitted a purple light, and then, a black-haired young man in a white shirt fell out of the magical implement.

The boy was very cute, the little pear vortex at the corner of his mouth looked really cute, and his eyes were big and bright, which made Lu Ming couldn't help but think of Jing Mo. He couldn't help but feel a little sad in his eyes. I don't know what Jing Mo has experienced in the past ten years. Has he grown up and can stand alone? Has no one dared to bully him anymore?

Minduo was smashed with tears in his eyes. He rubbed his aggrieved **** aggrievedly, raised his head and gave Lu Ming a fierce look, and then said: "I won't be notified, scared me!"

Lu Ming returned to his senses, looked at him funny, and said slightly, "Okay, can you tell me what happened that day? Have you ever seen a teenager in his teens?"

Mingduo's eyes rolled, and he thought for a while and said: "Ten years ago, there was indeed a young man who came here. After that, Cangzhi followed him and left here. It's a pity that Master Cangzhi has never been close to ghosts and feels angry. It's too heavy. We little ones have never dared to approach him, so we had to listen from a distance, but vaguely heard the words'blood contract','cultivation', and'cheat book'."

When Lu Ming heard the words, his eyes sank, and the clinging blood bond had been transferred to Jing Mo. If Ming Duo's words were true, the person who took away the clinging would be Jing Mo undoubtedly that day.