Return to the source sect,

Kong Ji routinely changed the medicine for Ye Hangzhou, and used a secret method to force out part of the poisonous insect red waist from his body, and carefully sealed it into a container.

This process was very painful, but except for the first day of coma, Ye Xingzhou never let his teachers hear any screams of pain.

"Just be patient for a few more days. Your senior sisters and brothers have all gone to the God's Realm, and they will surely be able to find the antidote." Kong Ji comforted the patient on the bed in a rare gesture, packed up the medicine and walked out.

When Su Xingting entered the room, the pale-faced young apprentice was looking at the floating clouds outside the window in a daze.

This was originally one of his most lively and active disciples. He could hardly stay still for a moment since he was a child, and he had to transition from movement to tranquility in his entry-level practice.

Now that he has lost his arms and legs, he can only lie quietly on the bed and look at the sky outside the window.

"Master, where is Xiaoxue? I haven't seen her for any reason." Ye Xingzhou turned his head and asked when he saw the master coming.

Su Xingting coughed and did not answer.

Ye Xingzhou was stunned for a long time, and finally reacted. His eyes widened in an instant, "Impossible. You mean... Xiaoxue has also passed?"

Su Xingting acquiesced.

"How can this be done? Xiaoxue is so young, how can she go to a dangerous place like God's Realm?" Ye Xingzhou supported his body with his only hand and almost wanted to sit up.

"Although she is young, once she establishes the foundation, she is already a true practitioner. She can no longer just treat her as a child." Su Xingting pushed him back, "What's more, Xiaoxue's heart is clearer than anyone else. She is

She is determined to go. As a master, I can't force her to go against her wishes."

Ye Xingzhou was stunned for a long time, then slowly lay back and closed his eyes.

When Su Xingting walked to the door, the apprentice behind him called out to him again.

"Master," he said slowly, "when I first went up the mountain, all the children with me were crying. I was the only one who didn't quite understand. Why would they be reluctant to go to such a good place and become a god?

No one has to cry so sadly about people and things."

"I had no home or family at that time." He closed his eyes tightly and said softly, "Now, I can understand."

Outside the courtyard, Kongji pulled Su Xingting away.

"A jar of poisonous insect red waist has disappeared. It was locked in the compartment yesterday, but today I can't find it. It is a dangerous thing. Who dares to steal it quietly?"

Su Xingting thought for a while and said in a confused manner: "There are no outsiders on Xiaoyao Peak."

Kongji suddenly understood and opened his mouth, "What do you mean?"

Su Xingting's apprentice suffered a big loss at the hands of the Tianyan Sect. Su Xingting, who had always been protective of his shortcomings, did not bring the matter up, but kept silent.

It turns out that their master and apprentice want to use lynching. Indeed, the sects coordinate, and the other party will mostly punish them with small punishments and big admonitions. My own apprentice has suffered like this, so he can't get rid of it even more to relieve his anger?

Kong Ji narrowed his eyes, and the scars on his eyelids made his face even more fierce,

"I can't tell. Those two kids in your family are not soft-handed. Is it Mr. Fu or Miao Yatou who is going to take action? Huh, this time I have the right to pretend that I don't know. If the secret is exposed in the future, the boss will blame it, but don't do it.

I."

The two of them walked side by side to Qingjing Peak where the leader was.

"No, I won't agree anymore!" Ding Huirou was losing her temper inside, "That secret realm is too dangerous, and the disciples should not be allowed to go there. How much energy do we have to spend on cultivating a disciple? I can't just watch them.

Lost in the realm of God."

She saw Master Xuandan coming, "Why don't you ask Master Xuandan how many things have happened since the emergence of Shinto?"

Kong Ji hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's really not good, especially for the inner disciples. The number of casualties is really serious. On the contrary, the outer disciples are slightly better."

The headmaster stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the auspicious fairyland and the purple mist outside the window. After a long time, he sighed.

Su Xingting brushed his sleeves and sat down in the room, playing with the crystal clear "Egg-born World" in his hand.

In the slender fingers, the crystal jade universe flipped back and forth. In the exquisite world, little bits of silver dust were flying, and the three pieces of money were floating up and down, erratic and unpredictable.

"Senior Brother Su, why don't you say anything?" Ding Huirou called him, "There are only a few seedlings in Xiaoyao Peak. If you accidentally break someone, are you willing to let it go? Your Taoist heart can really be as solid as a rock, without any trace of it.

Are you affected?"

"It's not that I have a firm heart, but it's actually because I'm weak that I don't even dare to form too many relationships between master and disciple." Su Xingting's hand pointed at the sky and the earth, watching the three pieces of money slowly settling in the mountains.

"We cultivators are seizing the destiny of heaven and earth for our own use. After all, we are acting against heaven and the way of heaven. What is more than is damaged is not enough to make up for. Therefore, the monsters that feed on the monks, the demons that feed everyone, and even

Born out of the catastrophe of heaven and earth that occurs once every few hundred years. This is the art of balance between heaven and earth, allowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth taken away by thousands of monks to return to heaven and earth."

Su Xingting looked at the money that settled in his hand, "If you keep them under your wings, how can you protect them for the rest of their lives when the disaster strikes? As teachers, we should learn to let go."

Ding Huirou's aura weakened, "Everyone knows the truth, but if we can understand it thoroughly, we don't need to practice this way. Otherwise, why would you ignore it and rush into the secret realm to rescue your disciple?"

Su Xingting lowered his eyelashes, stopped talking, and silently put the Egg-born Heaven and Earth back into his sleeve.

The leader Danyangzi turned around and said solemnly: "Everyone, our spiritual cultivation world has been prosperous and stable for hundreds of years. No one knows when the next catastrophe of heaven and earth will come. Maybe the disaster is already around the corner. Our disciples

They are all well protected, it’s time to be serious and let the children have more experience.”

The remains of Dongyue Temple.

Near the stronghold on the outskirts of Shinto, two men were searching aimlessly in the wilderness.

"Have you heard? It is said that many seniors have sensed that the next catastrophe of heaven and earth is not far away. They are just hiding it from little guys like us." One of the men said.

"Because of this, you and I are trying our best to collect treasures from heaven and earth to improve our realm and cope with the catastrophe." Another person held a small white flower in his hand and was looking down at it carefully. "I don't care whether others survive or not.

, in short, I can never die myself."

The white flower in his hand has pale and weak petals, without fragrance and taste. It looks ordinary at first glance. Only when you hold it in your hand can you feel that there is a faint spiritual power in it. Although you can't identify the name, it is still the same.

A spiritual grass that grows in the ruins of the ancient gods.

This was given to him by a six-year-old girl named Xiaoxue not long ago.

"Here, this is for senior brother." When the innocent little girl handed over the flowers, she smiled so innocently that even a person like Lu Yihong could not help but feel a brief feeling of guilt in his heart.

His companion joked: "Brother Lu, I really have you. You killed someone else's senior brother and had your junior sister express gratitude to you and send you flowers."

"Brother, be careful what you say! How dare you talk about such a thing?" Lu Yihong looked around vigilantly and said unexpectedly, "If people from the Guiyuan Sect hear it, there will be no good fruits for you and me."

"I know, I know. Don't worry. The view here is wide and there is no one in the wilderness. The spiritual power can only be mobilized so little. Who's spiritual consciousness can cover such a far distance? Even if a big man from the Jindan stage comes in, it will not be easy to do it.

Bar."

Far away from them, on the shoulders of an ancient god statue, stood a small "Golden Pill Boss".

She closed her eyes and released a thin strand of spiritual power, connecting it to the trembling white flower receptacle from a distance.

Although in the Divine Realm, the realm is suppressed to an extremely low level by divine power, there is still an essential difference between the monks in the Golden Core Stage and the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

If a monk in the foundation-building stage wants to mobilize his spiritual power, he must first calm his mind, circulate his true energy, release his spiritual consciousness, and then use his spiritual power to control objects.

When you reach the golden elixir stage, your spiritual consciousness recedes and your soul awakens. Your mind is connected with your soul, and your spiritual power can be directly driven by just one thought.

With the same bit of spiritual power, the speed and efficiency used by golden elixir monks with clear souls are much higher than those of disciples in the foundation building stage or the Qi refining stage.

As for Mu Xue after her rebirth, although her realm of cultivation is far from reached, her soul has been condensed for a long time. In such a world with weak spiritual power, it is very advantageous for her.

For Mu Xue, in the entire Xiaoyao Peak, the most suitable person to enter the temple is herself.

Not only is he as powerful as a Golden Core Stage monk, but he can also... bear the consequences of death and death.

The flower Mu Xue handed to Lu Yihong was called Truth Flower, which is a material used to make communication instruments. This flower only grows in the demon world, and few people in the fairy world know it.

In her previous life, Mu Xue had dealt with countless Truth Flowers and was well aware of its characteristics.

Now as long as Lu Yihong still holds it, he can easily grasp his position and movements.

The soul sitting in the yellow court within the body heard the sound coming from the distance.

"Brother Lu, are you sure Ye Xingzhou is dead? Miao Hong'er and Fu Yunke are here. These two people are not easy to deal with."

"Hmph, there is no need to worry. Ye Xingzhou broke a hand and a leg. If they fell into Hongyao's lair, not even Daluo Jinxian could survive. Even if Fu Yun came, what could he do? At best, he would receive a rotten corpse.

Just take the body back."

"Hehe, you are really ruthless. Ye Xingzhou really regards you as his brother. He fell into the trap in order to save you."

"He is my brother. If you want to blame me, the Tianying grass is too precious and difficult to pick. I have no choice but to do it. Cultivators, those who go against heaven and change their fate, if they don't do it for themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth. So, you

Don’t blame me either!”

"Ah... you! What are you doing!" One of them's voice suddenly became frightened and sharp.

"Idiot, why don't you think about it? I even killed Ye Xingzhou, why should I leave you to divide the spirit grass with me?"

"Lu Yihong! You, you are too cruel...you will not die in peace."

The man with his hands stained with the blood of his companions walked slowly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

On the side of the road, a little girl squatted on the ground, seemingly digging into something.

"It's Junior Sister Xiaoxue? What good thing did you find?" The man turned his back to the sun, bent down, and said with a smile.

Mu Xue raised her head with a look of surprise: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Lu."

"I'm so lucky. I found a small bit of mithril. Look, senior brother." She stood up and handed the small piece of mithril to Lu Yihong to look at. Then she lightly kicked a small tin man next to her with her toes.

It hides behind itself.

How could such a small move be hidden from Lu Yihong.
To be continued...