Chapter 50 The master turned out to be a tough man who defected from the sect for his disciples
Author: Yi Mo Jian
The disciples of the sect did not dare to stay outside at all, and rushed back to the sect that day and night, while Mo Yu was blocked in the inn by Yu Junhao.
She has made up her mind to stay away from right and wrong. In fact, it would be a good thing for her not to go back.
But Yu Junhao was staring at her right here, making it difficult to escape.
The disciples of Shuiyun Sect did not stay here longer. After being driven away by the people from Xuanyin Palace that day, they rushed directly to the next sect to challenge.
Gong Man found her before leaving, pulled her aside and whispered: "Your Tuoyue Sect is in a dangerous situation now, and it is very likely that you will not be able to survive the sect selection. You'd better run away as soon as possible. I
There is a house in the capital of the Yuan Kingdom. If you really have no place to go, you can live there and stay anonymous, so no one will know you."
This made Mo Yu very happy. He took the key she handed over and gave her a Foundation Building Pill and the Zi Yuan Pill used to break through the Golden Pill Stage as a thank you.
Sitting in the wing, Mo Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Junhao, who was sitting opposite him.
"When are we leaving? Where are we going?" Her voice was calm, as if she didn't care about her current situation, and she turned the page of the storybook in her hand.
Yu Junhao lazily leaned on the back of the chair with his hands on his pillow.
"Waiting for the letter from the master."
Mo Yu finally raised his eyes to look at him, "Is there something special about me? Why did master send you to keep an eye on me?"
When she was in Shuiyun Sect, Yu Junhao secretly stared at her behind her back.
But now, there is no cover-up anymore, it is straightforward and aboveboard.
Yu Junhao sat up straight with a smile on his face, "You want to know?"
Mo Yu frowned.
"Because you are the sect's biggest killer, you can't enter the sect, and you can't leave my surveillance. It's that simple."
Big killer?
Mo Yu's heart moved. Could it be that Wang Zhi discovered the secret of her powerful soul?
Or... did they discover her identity in her past life?
In this situation, if I don't run away, I'm afraid I will have to be bound to the sect for the rest of my life.
Mo Yu personally poured a glass of wine for Yu Junhao, "It seems that the master has been plotting against me since he accepted me as his disciple. What benefits do I have in me? A big killer? Just because I am now the second entry level
The quality of cultivation?"
She is very confident that no one can see through the magic weapon she made herself.
She blessed it with her powerful soul power. Looking at the entire continent, there is no way anyone has a soul power stronger than hers, except for those old people who have lived for tens of thousands of years.
Now, in everyone's eyes, she is just a second-level waste.
Yu Junhao realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.
He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then said seriously: "Junior sister, do you know what the master went through back then? He regarded all his disciples as his children. Regardless of origin or identity, we, brothers and sisters, can always trust each other.
other side."
Mo Yu subconsciously wanted to refute.
How is it possible?
The disciples and the sect are just using each other.
Once the sect is faced with an existential crisis, the disciples will all scatter and run away, eager to draw a clear line with the sect.
This was the sect's survival rule that the sect leader she belonged to told her personally.
Disciples practice in the sect, and the sect provides them with protection and training resources. Both parties are grasshoppers tied to a rope.
Once a disciple provokes someone who shouldn't be provoked, the sect will weigh the pros and cons and give up in a timely manner without meddling in other people's business.
This is the true meaning of the hypocritical world of cultivation.
Seeing Mo Yu stunned, Yu Junhao smiled a little thicker.
"Back then, the second senior brother was obviously the purest spiritual root in the world, but because of a woman who fell into the devil's path, he established the Demon Sect. The master was surrounded by dozens of strong men in the tribulation period and asked him to make a choice.
Second senior brother, eradicate the evil ways, or be expelled from the school."
"The master chose the latter and led them to kill. At that time, I was still young and had no chance to participate in the war, but I also saw the master's all-powerful appearance."
Yu Junhao has always been unruly and has never admired anyone in his life, but he is convinced by this master.
The admiration and admiration in his words was undisguised.
There are actually people who would defect from the sect for the sake of disciples who fell into the evil way!
Crazy?
No matter how various sects fight among themselves, there is one enemy in the entire world of cultivation, and that is the demon cultivator.
In her previous life, she once fought against a strong demon cultivator. During the fight, she felt the coldest and deadest energy she had ever experienced.
The demonic cultivator devoured the souls of hundreds of thousands of people to improve his own cultivation.
"The practice of demonic cultivators goes against the will of heaven, and uses devouring and killing as their practice methods. This kind of practice will act on the thunder and calamity. Cause and effect will work. They will eventually die, but by that time, those souls will also live forever.
You must not be reincarnated."
Mo Yu's voice was clear, "The demon cultivator defies heaven and deserves to be killed."
She doesn't understand her master or her senior brothers and has no feelings for them. She is just stating the facts.
Yu Junhao suddenly laughed, "Little junior sister, the energy in your bones is really... very similar to ours. No wonder the master accepts you as his disciple."
At this time, a spiritual bird flew over the window, and Yu Junhao stepped forward and took off the letterhead tied to the spiritual bird.
After reading the situation inside one by one, Yu Junhao's face became a little solemn.
"Master asked us not to go back for the time being. Xuanyin Palace has already started to attack the sect, but fortunately, the strong men of Jinyang Sect came to support, so the sect can hold on for a while longer."
Yu Junhao's spiritual power flashed between his fingers, and the letter turned into a pile of ashes. Unknown to him, there was a key in his hand.
"Master gave us a key and asked us to hide outside. Let's go and change our bodies."
Mo Yu frowned and asked, "At this time, shouldn't we go back to support the sect?"
Yu Junhao waved his hand, "It should not be the critical moment yet. If the sect really faces a crisis of survival, the master will summon all the people."
The two changed their clothes, made some disguises, and headed to the location given by Wang Zhi.
Mo Yu was very unfamiliar with the situation outside. She had lived for tens of thousands of years in her previous life and could count the number of times she had gone out.
She just followed Yu Junhao, sometimes riding a carriage, sometimes flying with a sword, and she was still a little leisurely.
Arriving at another inn, the two found a restaurant to have dinner and rest for the time being.
There are many monks coming and going here, and many rumors in the world have become topics of conversation for them after dinner.
"Have you heard? During this period, Shuiyun Sect sent disciples down the mountain to challenge, and directly chose the fourth-grade sect to challenge. As a result, guess what, except for Jinyang Sect, they suffered a miserable defeat against other sects, hahaha
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"This Shuiyun Sect is overestimating its capabilities. Although it has developed well in recent years, how can it be possible that compared with the fourth-grade sect, it is really getting worse and worse."
"I suspect that the Jinyang Sect at that time was just letting loose..."