After the abolition of the cold palace, I just want to cultivate immortals

Chapter 145 Discussion
If it wasn't too impressive, maybe this memory was buried deeply under Qian Sang's kindness and kindness.

"At first we were imprisoned underground, and then I was brought out. Qian Sang said that I had good aptitude, so he accepted me as an apprentice. I asked him where his parents were, and he told me that there is a difference between immortality and immortality. Cut off the kinship."

Perhaps because of being influenced by his father, Wei Yu resisted cultivating immortals from the bottom of his heart, not to mention cutting off his relatives.

That's probably why this experience is so vivid in my memory.

"I knew I couldn't refuse, so I pretended to obey and practiced with him, always looking for a chance to find my parents."

After seeing the underground prison again, Lu Qiyun could almost guess Wei Yu's later experience.

"Are they really all dead?"

Wei Yu's face was flickering under the light of the fire, his long eyes quenched with bone-piercing hatred, he hated everyone in Miaofamen, hated the filth under the falsehood, hated himself who couldn't resist and even helped the tyrant.

He has been in Miaofamen for more than a hundred years, and he has been raised by Qian Sang to be a monster.

If it weren't for the little warmth left in his heart towards his parents, I'm afraid he would have become his successor as Qian Sang wished.

A strong sense of disgust emerged, until he met Lu Qiyun's cold and firm gaze, he pressed the center of his brows and suppressed the feeling of nausea in his chest.

It's finally time to get rid of the nightmare life.

Lu Qiyun secretly sighed, "After leaving the underworld, you can go back to Miaofamen to confirm."

Wei Yu's psychological shadow of being oppressed since he was a child is not so easy to get rid of, he can only rely on himself.

Wei Yu's eyes flickered, and his delicate face showed gratitude, "From now on, my life is yours."

For Qian Sang, he had no choice but to cater to the Bai family, but for Lu Qiyun he was willing.

Seeing his flattery, Rongrong pouted her mouth, unwilling to be outdone and said: "You don't want to come, Sister Yun doesn't like this, you can save yourself!"

From Brother Nine to Sister Yun, Rong Rong made the change very smoothly.This development became strange, Lu Qiyun's lips twitched, "I'm not interested in your life."

Wei Yu glared at Rong Rong, who was fighting for favor, and intentionally stabbed her heart, "Don't you want to avenge your ninth brother?"

The enemy is right in front of you, but don't talk about revenge, you depend on the enemy for your life!Rong Rong wanted to sew his mouth shut, and felt that Lu Qiyun was looking at her, she didn't dare to raise her face, and hurriedly said: "I, I won't take revenge!"

"Hehe." Wei Yu added fuel to the fire: "Keep it in your heart first, and when the time comes, you will be stabbed in the back?"

"I won't!"

Rong Rong blushed with anxiety, "I'm not that kind of person!"

After all, after careful calculation, Lu Qiyun had only kindness and no hatred for her. As for Bai Jiu, although he was infatuated with her before, she didn't seem too sad to hear the news of his death.

In fact, I don't have much contact with Brother Jiu. She fell in love at first sight. When the deer bumped into each other in the ancient cave, the relationship heated up rapidly. How could I know that it was not Bai Jiu at that time.

"You all stop the meeting."

Lu Qiyun said coldly.

The noisy two finally quieted down.

The underworld is very cold at night, and even immortal cultivators are not used to it. Apart from the low temperature, it may also be related to the pervasive ghost energy.

If you want to go back, you can only open the space gap through the ghost candlelight, but the current fire point is not as big as a grain of rice, so you have to warm it up in Lu Qiyun's sea of ​​consciousness first, and it may take a while.

Ghost cultivators are all souls, there may be something that nourishes the candlesticks in the market of the underworld, you can go shopping, repair the candlesticks as soon as possible and leave here.

I hope that Lu Yao and Lu Feishuang can return to Pei Ying safely.

Bai Liang died, and it is impossible for the Liangzi formed with the Bai family to be kind. The ancestor of the Bai family who is close to crossing the catastrophe is a trouble, and at worst, he will avoid the north in the future.

When Lu Qiyun pondered optimistically, she didn't know that the fall of Bailiang caused countless ripples in the north.

The reason why the Bai family has been prosperous for many years is that the three Huashen sit in charge.

In the past, Bai Liang's younger brother, Bai Xu, was only one step away from becoming a god, but he unexpectedly fell down after suppressing his cultivation to participate in the East Island Competition!

In addition to the ancestor of the Bai family, Bai Liang fell, and another Huashen elder was seriously injured and his realm plummeted.Other forces on the North Island became active and visited them in the name of condolences, but what they were discussing was the ownership of several large cities and towns.

Murong Xun, who claims to be very business-minded, took the damaged dragon boat and mixed with other forces to seek an explanation from the Bai family!
"I just passed by, and the dragon boat was blown into a hole. Of course you have to pay for the damage! Oh? According to your reasoning, the North Island will not allow flying magic weapons to pass by in the future, right?"

The disciples of the Bai family who were in charge of the reception had never experienced such a scene. More than half of the Bai mansion was razed to the ground, the internal chaos, and the separation of the family, all of which were anxious.

Everyone came to express their condolences, but Murong Xun directly came to ask for compensation in a cheeky way!
Seeing the most obvious expression of the disciple, Murong Xun snorted: the cheeky ancestor is your patriarch, and everyone is a child in front of him.

Unable to stand Murong Xun's nonsense, the disciple wanted to give away some spirit stones, but she insisted that a dragon boat can cost [-] spirit stones!

Isn't this Ming Qiang!

Murong Xun directly took an invitation card, "I came as a guest of the Bai family, why, don't send an invitation card if you can't afford the compensation! I don't even bother with you about safety issues, why don't you still pay for the loss? You Don't let the Bai family come to an end!"

With Murong Xun taking the lead, other people will soon come to the door with invitations to pay for compensation.

These trivial things will never be an eyesore in front of the ancestors.

The head of the family is gone, and the people below have their own thoughts. The disciples of the head house are not strong enough, and the elders of the branches will inevitably have different opinions. Just choosing for the head of the house is enough for the Bai family to toss.

……

Compared to the chaotic Bai family, Lu Qiyun in the underworld had a rare good night's sleep.

The daytime in the underworld is also gray.

Moisturized by Xiaojin Tongyuan's aura, most of the wounds have scabbed over. The surface of the blood hole pierced by Nangong Shou on the shoulder blade is scabbed. It still hurts badly after a little force. The broken ribs are reconnected under the action of the healing pill , but you have to be careful to raise it, otherwise you may need to seek medical treatment if it is serious.

The three of them headed in the direction that ghost Xiu came from, and vaguely heard the sound of waves crashing on the shore. Rong Rong was timid and followed behind her step by step. Wei Yu looked forward, "Look, there are people over there!"

Of course, the people Wei Yu was talking about were ghosts from the underworld. Ghosts gathered outside the reef indistinctly, each with a numb expression, and occasionally they could hear howling.

Several ghost messengers with swords urged the ghosts to board a black arch bridge in an orderly manner. At the end of the bridge was a high platform with a huge mirror facing the east, called the Yejing Platform.

(End of this chapter)