Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Jiang Shaocai's voice was cold, as if telling someone else's story. Mu Yungui listened, only feeling that every word was soaked in blood.

Jiang Shaocai laughed at himself for being stupid, but, if only Thousand Days is a thief, and there is no Thousand Days to guard against thieves, who would doubt his master friend for no reason? Jiang Shaocai was hired by Taixu Dao Zun at the age of six. He has been taught by Taixu Dao Zun himself for many years. To him, Taixu Dao Zun is both a teacher and a father. And Huan Zhiyuan was Jiang Shaoci’s friend who grew up practicing swordsmanship. Zhan Qianxi is Jiang Shaoci’s future Taoist companion. These three people are the most important people in all aspects of Jiang Shaoci. As a result, he was regarded as the most important in life. The three betrayed together.

Mu Yungui asked: "There is something in that cup of tea, isn't it?"

"Yes." Jiang Shaojii nodded, "The cup of tea contains the potion that seals mana. I quickly lost consciousness after drinking it. When I woke up, the acupuncture points around my body had been blocked, and the joints were wearing iron chains, hanging over the Tu. On the magic stage, there is no way to gather aura. Ning Qingli stood in front of people and asked me compassionately if I knew I was wrong."

As Jiang Shaocai said, he gave a short smile: "Knowing what I am wrong? Why am I wrong."

Ning Qingli found a lot of evidence of treason, and finally sinned himself in front of the gates of immortals, admitting that his most trusted disciple had really fallen. Ning Qing left righteousness to destroy his relatives, and personally tried the rebels. He listed all the evils Jiang Shaoci had done in front of the immortal gates. After Jiang Shaoci heard it, he just laughed and said his only sentence after being locked up: "Since you guys If you have already decided, why bother to ask me again?"

If you want to add a crime, why don't you have no choice? These people have ghosts in their hearts, and they have a negative mentality from the beginning. No matter what they look up, they can see the idea of ​​"traitor". Correspondence, the graffiti he wrote in his essays, and the words he accidentally said, each of them can identify the meaning of collusion with the magic way. Even Jiang Shaoci can be interpreted differently when he travels abroad.

Jiang Shaocai has been so popular these years that he has offended many people. The human heart is ugly and hypocritical. Many people once flattered Jiang Shao. When he showed his flaws, the same group of people swarmed up, desperately stomping on him, as if torn him off, he could go up by himself. The "guilt" grew bigger and bigger like a snowball, and in the end this traitor, which was not found by the gang, became a no-brainer.

Mu Yun Guiguang felt unbearable even thinking about it. Jiang Shaocai, a proud man, was suddenly locked up on the Demon Slaughter Stage with his magic power blocked and bloodstained. In front of many people, he was questioned by the Master whether he knew his mistakes. Among those onlookers in the audience, many were his colleagues, friends, and defeated opponents. How did he endure such humiliation?

Jiang Shaocai seemed to think of the scene at that time, his fingers were tight, his breath was depressed, and a rich scarlet appeared in the center of his pupils. The devilish energy around was drawn and rushed in this direction quickly, and even the snow falling from the sky was also affected by Jiang Shaoci's emotions and condensed into a sharp prismatic shape. What flutters in the wind is no longer a quiet and beautiful snowflake, but an irregular ice blade.

Jiang Shaoci was immersed in the gloomy emotions, his eyes lost, and a tyrannical tyranny surged in his heart, just wanting to tear this hypocritical world to pieces. When he was wronged by others, no one in the world stood up and complained for him. He slept on the bottom of the sea and suffered from suffering, but the people who framed him achieved fame and fame and gained both fame and fortune. What is necessary for such a world?

Jiang Shaocai's eyes were dark red, and his fingertips had gathered magic energy. The powerful power is in his hands, as long as he raises his hand, he can tear this cold night in an instant. When he almost obeyed his inner thoughts, he suddenly felt a certain softness on his wrist. The slender and cool fingertips lightly touched his wrist bone, and finally slid his finger.

"At that time, was it pierced here?"

Jiang Shaoci seemed to be calm in his palms, but in fact, he had already gathered a huge amount of magic energy, like a spring that was pressed to the extreme, a huge amount of energy would burst out as soon as he let go. But Mu Yun's return to the realm of cultivating immortals is just a beginner, she doesn't even have aura of body protection, and she might be cut off her fingers as soon as she gets close. Jiang Shaocai was taken aback, and he immediately took back his demonic energy without even realizing it. He grabbed Mu Yungui's hand with a cold face, and quickly pulled her away from the devilish vortex: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shaoci moved too fast, Mu Yungui stared at him blankly, and then reacted for a long time: "I want to see if there are any wounds on your hands."

She didn't know what he had gone through before, and hadn't noticed his injuries. Thinking about it now, when she first awakened Jiang Shaocai from the ice, he was indeed very weak, even walking with difficulty. When I want to come, he is enduring the pain in his body.

Mu Yungui's round, black eyes were wide open, like a deer, innocent and very calm. Jiang Shaocai was really speechless when he looked at such eyes. He was taken aback by Mu Yungui, and the extreme thoughts in his mind were suddenly interrupted. Once he lost his emotions, he couldn't pick it up again. Jiang Shaocai calmed down and thought about it again, only to realize that his mind was affected by the devilish energy and he almost lost control.

Mu Ce said that the human-speaking monsters might have been corrupted by the monks. Jiang Shaoci didn't believe it, but now he began to doubt his own judgment.

The devilish energy is pervasive, and it will affect people's mind a little bit. At a certain moment when the heart is weak, it will burst out suddenly and control the mind. He thought that he could control the devilish energy, and other people would go into a devilishness and degenerate into a monster because they were not determined, but he would definitely not. But the facts proved that he was just an ordinary person.

Mu Yungui didn't know what Jiang Shaocai was thinking. She saw Jiang Shaocai quietly and thought he was all right. She continued to ask: "Where was your injury at the time, was it serious? Was it painful?"

Mu Yungui has a serious tone, and the worry in his eyes is not mixed with any impurities. Jiang Shaocai looked into her eyes and said in a low voice after a long time, "No."

The thick iron chain of the wrist penetrates the scapula and hangs tightly for a month. How can it not hurt? Besides, after he was locked up, Huan Zhiyuan and Zhan Qianxi had come down several times in private, but he refused to say a word. Xianmen felt that his authority had been offended, and in order to teach him a lesson, he pulled out his meridians alive and cut out his sword bones. Ning Qingli also severely injured his sea of ​​consciousness in order to show that "righteousness destroys relatives". Anything out of it was enough to defeat the most pious Buddha's torture, and Jiang Shaoci had experienced all of them.

"Really?" Mu Yungui frowned, feeling unbelievable, "I heard that it is very difficult to heal wounds in the bones. Will it hurt if you encounter a cloudy or rainy day?"

"No." Jiang Shaocai said lightly, "The devil's energy has repaired all the wounds. What effect can it have on rainy days?"

The devil qi did repair the wounds in his body, but it grew back after violently destroying flesh and blood. This is a masochistic torture, and even recovery is not worthy of joy.

Mu Yungui finally showed a relaxed look this time, her fingertips were cold, but she firmly held Jiang Shaoci's fingers, trying to convey strength to him: "Those things are over. Now your body is recovered, Jian Bone If you find it, you can pick it up again, and it will definitely get better and better in the future. Those who harm you will definitely get retribution."

Jiang Shaocai's thin lips twitched lightly, and there was no warmth: "Yes, retribution."

Regrettably, Jiang Shaocai does not believe in retribution. If God really has eyes, why didn't he give justice when he was locked up in the Demon Slayer Array? Why didn't those who did evil for ten thousand years be punished? The reality is that honest people run into walls everywhere, and the wicked will live better, expecting God to uphold justice, he is afraid he can't wait.

Mu Yungui tried his best to warm Jiang Shao's speech with his own hands, and asked: "You are a disciple of Kunlun Sect. If your cultivation level improves, it will also increase the strength of Kunlun Sect. Why do they harm you?"

Jiang Shaoci coldly picked the corner of his lower lip, and said with sarcasm: "It's probably because of greed. If you cultivate to six stars in ten thousand years, the sect will do its best to cultivate; if you cultivate to six stars in a thousand years, the sect will be delighted. If you are crazy; if you cultivate to six stars in one hundred years, the sect may not sleep at night; if it only takes 19 years to cultivate to six stars, the sect just wants to kill him and seize the secrets for his own cultivation."

Mu Yungui looked at him, wanted to comfort him, but couldn't say anything. Jiang Shaocai is right, people's hearts are so subtle and vain. If Jiang Shaoci's cultivation base is lower, such as staying at four stars, then he will always be Taixu Dao Zun's most proud apprentice and Huan Zhiyuan's best friend. However, his radiance was so bright that he would be burned when he was so dazzling.

Jiang Shaocai leaned on the beam of the room with one hand, raised his eyes and looked at Mingyue, and sighed: "Perhaps, my fault is that my cultivation level has been improved too quickly, but I never conceal it."

Mu Yungui squeezed Jiang Shaocai's fingers and said, "They are nasty and ugly, they are sinful, and you are a victim. What's wrong? You were born outstanding, so why be gregarious? Of course you have such a talent that is not humble. These things are not. your fault."

Mu Yungui had a serious tone and stubbornly told him that he was right. Jiang Shaocai thought that she was still the same as before, simple and deceptive, as long as she regarded her as a friend, she would consider each other wholeheartedly. She has such a character, no matter who she marries, she will be held in the palm of her hand. The imperial city has the most suitable exercises for her, the treatment of the emperor, who is dedicated to compensate her relatives, and staying here is the life she deserves.

Jiang Shaocai couldn't help but see the first time he saw her. Ten thousand years have passed since the world of cultivating immortals, but for Jiang Shaoci, it was just a night's sleep. After Zhihai was abolished, he held on for the last breath, never letting it go, and finally fainted with all his strength. When he fainted, he really held a mortal heart. He didn't know people clearly, and finally fell into such a fate, which is sad and ridiculous. However, he unexpectedly woke up again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a stupid and dumb woman. She was weak and couldn't stand a finger, but she said she wanted to save him. In order to gather information, he stayed with her temporarily. He had thought of killing her several times on the way, but she was reckless and stunned, and stood in front of him every time she encountered danger.

He is used to being the one who bears everything, and no one has ever thought of protecting him. Jiang Shaocai felt soft for a while and made an exception to keep her alive. One step was wrong, and the exception continued again and again, and the two of them came to this step unknowingly.

However, procrastination did not solve the problem, and he finally had to make a decision. This is the decision he should have made as early as Tianjue Island.

After Mu Yungui finished speaking, he found that Jiang Shaocai hadn't moved for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slowly pushed her finger away, as if some kind of omen, and said: "You save me and wake up. In return, I **** you to find your family. Now, you have found your father. No worries, you and I will never owe each other again. I have a holiday with the Mu family. Seeing that I will not do anything to you in the past, let's just leave it alone. If there is a chance to meet again in the future..."

When Jiang Shaocai said this, he suddenly stopped. Mu Yungui quietly stared at Jiang Shaocai's profile and asked, "If we meet again in the future, what are you going to do?"

On the whole, Mu Yungui is a soft personality. Jiang Shaoci is bluffing and always makes some excessive demands. She never cares about Jiang Shaoci. But now, she can use a calm to cold voice to ask him what he plans to do if the two meet in the future.

Mu Yun is soft outside and strong inside, and his soft personality never means he has no opinion. In contrast, Jiang Shaocai became the cramped person.

Jiang Shaocai squeezed his palm with his other hand, reminding himself to be sober. He knew very well that Huan Zhiyuan and Zhan Qianxi had already won steadily, and the reason they were turned over by him was all because of greed. They obviously got what they wanted, but because of greed, because they wanted more, they were obsessed with leaving Jiang Shao to die. Chopping the weeds does not remove the roots, so they fall into the passive position now.

All evil karma in the world is caused by greed. Jiang Shaocai couldn't make the same mistake a second time.

Don't be greedy, don't want extravagantly, don't want to be rigid. Since he wants revenge, he can't expect too much, let alone hope that the enemy can come back alive. If he is alive in the future, he will naturally come to the north to find Mu Yungui. No matter what she says, he can shamelessly get back; if he can't come back...the sooner Mu Yungui starts a new life, the better it will be to her.

Mu Ce was right, he couldn't pull Mu Yun into this muddy water because of selfishness. Ning Qingli, Huan Zhiyuan, and Zhan Qianxi, these people are all standing on the pinnacle of the immortal realm. They don't need to go out in person, and it would be dangerous to send an apprentice to Mu Yungui. This is Jiang Shaocai's hatred, not hers, he can't ruin Mu Yungui's life.

Jiang Shaocai was cruel and said: "I just mention it casually. We won't meet again in the future. I have grievances with the Mu family. These days, it is the limit to resist living here. Waiting for my grudge I have to be rewarded, where is the world where I am not allowed to ride, why do I need to come to the north."

"Okay." Mu Yungui was very calm, and said, "Since you decide this way, I have nothing to say, I wish Jiang Xianzun will get what he wants, and his name will live in history. However, before you leave, I think there are some things that I think are best. I'm telling you. Next, I'm going to say something very serious. Excuse me, turn your eyes and look at me."

Jiang Shaocai jumped fiercely when she said that she "gets what she wanted" and "famous in history". He remembered that when Huan Manda and Rong Jie said goodbye, he said "Congratulations on getting what you wanted." Mu Yungui had said all this, and it seemed that he was really angry.

At first, I didn't think there was anything in watching other people's stories, but it was my turn to know how bad it was. Jiang Shaocai guessed that what Mu Yungui was going to say was mostly scolding him. He had taken advantage of others for so long and should be scolded, so he turned around and looked at Mu Yungui calmly.

Even if Mu Yungui did it, Jiang Shaocai would not hide, he volunteered to vent her anger. As a result, Mu Yungui looked straight into his eyes and suddenly said: "Once, I liked you."

Jiang Shaoci didn't control his hand strength and smashed the tiles below.