Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 269 Demon Race Offensive

"Tell me! Why do you think there are immortals in Ye Tong's ancestors!"

The bald ruffian and the tall ruffian knew that they were about to die, and no one answered.

An Tong sneered, with an indifference to human life, "You don't want to say it, so you really think that there is nothing I can do? I really don't understand you. What's the difference for me to speak after suffering and speaking from the beginning. "

The other members of the "Tiandao Cleaners" organization did not have the willpower of the two ruffians and immediately said hurriedly, "Ye Tong is beautiful! We have longed for her for a long time! But every time we want to take action, we are always attacked. Obstacle! It’s like an immortal intervened!"

"Since when?"

"When Ye Tong was 15 years old! I remember it very clearly, she was born that year!"

"So you met that guy?"

The speaker hesitated, "This..." He looked at the two ruffians furtively, "We don't know the details..."

The bald ruffian said, "There is a person whose face we can't see clearly who told us not to mess with Ye Tong. Besides their ancestors, who else could be meddling in other people's business?"

Even the craziest ruffian has to be limited by his vision and identity, and cannot know too much.

An Tong walked angrily on the road and kicked down a tree, "This is unreasonable!"

So when her junior brother brought Mu Mengmo and Chen Xing and explained their intention, she agreed without hesitation.

The junior brother admired him very much, "I never knew you had such a side, senior sister! You think so much about mortals and save them, it's so admirable!"

An Tong rolled his eyes, "Who wants to care about such nonsense of mortals! But I can play tricks on others, but others cannot play tricks on me! If he dares to rob someone in front of my eyes, I have to teach him a lesson!"

An Tong has never been a believer in men and good women.

Mu Mengmo and Chen Xing looked at each other.

Bai Xiaosheng is admirable again in this regard. He can even guess An Tong's thoughts and personality very accurately.

"Who robbed someone?"

"Time is of the essence, we have to go somewhere first."

An Tong looked over, "Where?"

"Wenling Sect!" It's just a small sect, but the people who are being inquired about are frightened and trembling.

"Is the Asking Spirit Sect here?"

"The Spirit-Asking Sect is here, but...but..."

"Why are you hesitating? Tell me quickly!" An Tong threw a handful of spiritual stones.

The man had just gained the courage and said with a bitter look on his face, "Seniors, it's really not a villain who is showing off, but the Spirit-Asking Sect...the Spirit-Asking Sect..."

An Tong was angry and said arrogantly, "Try hesitating again! Why are you so meek?"

The man closed his eyes tightly, "That's the ghost sect!"

Ghost sect?

Several people were stunned.

Mu Mengmo said, "Why do you say that?"

"Just three years ago, the Wenling Sect located in Xicheng disappeared overnight without a trace!"

The man took them to the old site of the Inquiring Spirit Sect, and they finally understood why they couldn't find the Inquiring Spirit Sect.

At this time, there was only a wasteland in front of him, with only a few graves on it.

"Although Wenling Sect is a small sect, it has been established for hundreds of years! But overnight, this place seems to have returned hundreds of years ago. Ancient books in Xicheng have written that this place was once a cemetery! Look, the graves are all mortals. That’s because hundreds of years ago, this was the territory of Fu’an Kingdom!”

This time, no one found it strange that this person was hesitant again.

The sect that has been here for hundreds of years has been wiped out of all traces in the world. No wonder he keeps it secret.

"If it hadn't been three years, and if the Wengling Sect never failed in competitions between various sects and acted in a flamboyant manner, I'm afraid we would have doubted whether the Wengling Sect ever existed!"

Try to think about it, three years is not long, so what about 100 years or 300 years?
If everyone who remembers these things has died, who can believe that there once existed a Spirit-Asking Sect on the Wangzhi Continent.

"And!" The monk swallowed dryly, his heart beating like thunder, "Every night, the Spirit-Asking Sect takes over this cemetery again, and the monks inside walk around without any abnormalities, but Unseen, unseen. Like a ghost that lasts for a cup of tea and then disappears completely! Like a hallucination!”

All kinds of anomalies like this give the Wenling Sect a layer of fantasy.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals, they still find it difficult to explain.

"No one else believes it?"

"They don't know that the Asking Spirit Sect once existed, so how can they care about things here?"

Mu Mengmo asked some more questions. Seeing that he had nothing to ask, An Tong gave him a lot of spirit stones and waved his hand casually to let the monk go.

An Tong was gearing up, his eyes shining, "This thing is interesting! Is this the purpose of our coming here!"

Mu Mengmo was also confused.

At first, he thought that Bai Xiaosheng asked them to ask the Ling Sect because they directly found out the strangeness and took Ye Tong away. After all, judging from Bai Xiaosheng's tone, it seemed that this was not difficult to do.

But it’s not?
When Mu Mengmo thought of Qiming City, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Does such a strange thing mean nothing in Bai Xiaosheng's eyes?It overestimates them, so they have to look for clues like Qiming City?
Little did he know that at the same time, Mu Anran jumped on the roof of the inn in Qiming City, puzzled.

"Disappeared?"

Where can the Spirit Asking Sect disappear to?

Mu Anran had a vague guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to implement it.If that's the case, wouldn't Ye Tong really be in danger?

After all, in "Miscellaneous Stories about Immortal Cultivation", the Wenling Sect is just the Wenling Sect, located in the West City. The story that happened is also in the Wenling Sect, and there is no such thing as the disappearance of the Wenling Sect.

Next, Mu Anran squatted together through Mu Mengmo's perspective, and did not let them wait long. Two days later, the noise at night suddenly sounded on the cemetery.

For those who didn’t know better, they thought it was the people in the cemetery who came to life, but soon there would be no such illusion.

Under the moonlight, the cemetery gradually disappeared, and the scene went from blurry to just like what actually appeared here.

There is not such a majestic sect gate, but it is also made of bluestone with elegant patterns. On it are three words written on the bluestone -

"Ask the Spirit Sect."

Mu Anran looked into the gate through Mu Mengmo's perspective.

Just like what the monk said before, there are disciples in the Wenling Sect walking around with normal appearance. The most realistic thing is that these people have different expressions, different looks and appearance, and even their bone age and cultivation level are different.

If this is an illusion or illusion, it would be too real. It would be better to say that each of them is a living person, but they seem to be separated into two parts by reality and another world.

The people of the Spirit-Asking Sect could not feel the eyes of the outside world at all, and they were just minding their own work, but the three of them began to shudder.

"This is incredible!" An Tong said, but his eyes were full of interest and he ran to the cemetery without hesitation.

But at that moment, the Spirit-Asking Sect disappeared and the cemetery reappeared.

An Tong was speechless, "I want to play! Why did he disappear so quickly? It's so exciting!"

"..."

"Do you feel that something is wrong?" Mu Mengmo asked, "Except for those residents who are staying away, everything that just happened... seems like something is very inconsistent?"

What exactly is the violation?

Mu Mengmo thought hard and was puzzled.

However, Mu Anran had climbed onto the roof again, feeling restless.

"The monks in the Wenling Sect are in a hurry, but their expressions are leisurely. The fallen leaves are falling quickly like the wind. This is obviously... time has sped up!"

"Judging from the current trend, rather than disappearing like a ghost, the Spirit-Questing Sect is better said to have been deliberately hidden."

"Hidden, but I don't know why it will appear again, and the flow of time is completely different from that outside, twice as fast or even more!"

Mu Anran couldn't sit still at all. She never doubted that it was not the real Spirit-Asking Sect.

If time passes so quickly for the hidden Wenling Sect, is there any way for Ye Tong to survive?

There are no such things in "Miscellaneous Stories about Immortal Cultivation". It is obviously due to the changes that occurred due to the integration of various novel worlds.

Which world will it be included in?
Yu Lan’s copy, Lu Yanling’s copy, Su Mingyue’s copy or who else’s copy?

Mu Anran thought about all the possibilities, and in the end only a few doubts were left, but each one was more disadvantageous than the last.

"No, if the disappearance of the Spirit-Questing Sect speeds up, then we have to hurry up and rescue Ye Tong."

Now she didn't have time to leave this matter to Chen Xing and others.

If the final possibility is really what she thinks, then she must act as soon as possible.

Mu Anran thought of it and did it, and immediately went to find Yu Lan.

Of course, Yu Lan has not left her room in seclusion until now, and Mu Anran wants this effect.

"If Yu Lan wakes up, tell me that I have left beforehand. When she arrives in Fu'an City, I will meet her there!" Mu Anran hurriedly explained the calculation, and then his figure crossed the sky and disappeared immediately. not see.

Ying Shuanzi's hand was still halfway outstretched. Seeing Mu Anran like this, his expression became serious, "What happened!"

He pinched his fingers to calculate, and said "Huh", confused and depressed, "Why can't I calculate everything about this person every time?"

The only one who could give him this feeling was Yu Lan.

But Yu Lan is a destined person.

"Perhaps she was from Muling Island, and Mu Qingzhi helped her cover it up?" Ying Shuanzi thought about it for a while, felt it made sense, and put Mu Anran aside completely.

No matter what, it's not as important as Yu Lan.

When Mu Anran rushed to Xicheng, the three people were still inquiring about the Ling Sect in Xicheng.

Mu Mengmo was really smart. Since he couldn't find a solution for a while, he asked for clues about Ye Tong.

For example, if the Wenling Sect disappeared, why would Bai Xiaosheng say that Ye Tong was in the Wenling Sect?
Was Ye Tong brought to the Wengling Sect by someone behind the scenes, or was it something else?

The result was as expected.

"Are you saying that three years ago the Wengling Sect suddenly became more publicized?"

"Yes, the son of the leader of the Wenling Sect is obese and has poor talents. He has been building his foundation in this life and has no chance of becoming the leader. But three years ago, Zhang Shui'er suddenly became public and looked confident. He also said that his father has found a panacea for him, and he will definitely be able to take the position of leader, and the Spirit-Asking Sect will even be on par with the big sects!"

The speaker was a little disdainful, "Originally, we all took it as a joke, but after the Spirit-Asking Sect disappeared, I remembered these words. Maybe what Zhang Shui'er said is related to this matter?"

"Three years ago again..." An Tong said, "Ye Tong is just a mortal, why is he related to the Lingwen Sect? It can't be that the Lingwen Sect sent a ghost to kidnap Ye Tong!"

"Is there really nothing special about Ye Tong?" Mu Mengmo murmured, "Actually, speaking of it, this reminds me of something."

"what's up?"

"When Ye Tong tested her spiritual roots, the purity of her spiritual roots seemed to be very high."

"So what? She is still far from the best water spirit root, and even if she has the best water spirit root, she must have a corresponding physique to be coveted."

In the world of cultivation, water spirit roots are easily associated with a magical and coveted physique. An Tong is from a famous family, so he can quickly understand what Mu Meng Mo means.

Mu Mengmo asked back, "A mysterious person came to Ye Tong three years ago. Maybe he had tampered with Ye Tong at that time?"

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Ye Tong would be involved in this matter."

Chen Xing was a little confused. He couldn't understand what they said, but he was extremely sensitive to physical constitution because he had a special constitution and hated it deeply.

Therefore, he was keenly aware that Ye Tong's physique might be very similar to his, which made him clenched his fists and became extremely angry. Perhaps because of this feeling of sadness, he no longer just treated Ye Tong with the same task, but also with Ye Tong. He really wanted to save Ye Tong from the fire and water.

"What on earth are we going to do?"

Mu Mengmo and An Tong looked at each other.

"This still needs to be considered in the long term."

Mu Anran withdrew his consciousness, jumped lightly, and soon appeared silently in the cemetery in Xicheng.

She looked at the cemetery in front of her and said sarcastically, "The disappearing Spirit-Questing Sect... this is really familiar."

Mu Anran is no stranger to this.

She thought for a while and murmured, "If it's really that guy, then it's really hard for me to deal with him right now..."

After thinking for a while, Mu Anran found the rosary beads in his body and passed on the same signal.

"Qingshan Town... Fu'an Palace..."

It was just these two place names, but when she opened the perspective of Daoxu, the rosary, she saw that the fog that had been left behind suddenly stopped.

That was when Daoxu stopped on the Void Island.

Would you be interested?

Mu Anran lowered his eyes.

No.

She denied the idea and thought again: You would be interested.

Sure enough, the next moment, the perspective changed. Mu Anran saw Tiandu Immortal City from the rosary, and then Wangzhi Continent, which was gradually approaching. She quickly pulled out her thoughts,
She cannot touch the beads for a long time, otherwise Dao Xu may find out that she can spy on him through the beads.

At the same time, Daoxu thought that he could monitor her through the beads, and she could also "inadvertently" send him some news through the beads.

Mu Anran opened his eyes.

Xicheng was still the same as usual, but Mu Anran knew that something was different.

This western city has welcomed a strong man.

A strong man who can reach the westernmost point of Wangzhi Continent from the Void Island in Tiandu Immortal City in a matter of seconds.

Daoxu has arrived at this city.

Maybe he was watching her in the dark with his gray eyes, like a wild beast weighing something, watching her quietly and silently.

Mu Anran tried his best to ignore these, pretending that he couldn't find anything, let his whole body relax, and started walking around the cemetery.

Since Dao Xu is here, she doesn't believe that Dao Xu will not join the Spirit-Asking Sect.

In this case, with a strong man like Dao Xu attracting attention, she can go to Ye Tong with confidence.

There is nothing special about Ye Tong, but this is a tragic character written by her. When she came to this real world, she did not want the tragic character written by her to become real.

I hope it’s getting colder on the mainland, and it’s winter again. Snowflakes are beginning to fly in the sky, and there is no sunset in the sky.When it was completely dark, the first heavy snow of this winter fell completely.

It was in this snowy scene that the Spirit-Asking Sect appeared again.

At the same time, Mu Mengmo and the other three were not absent from this scene.

Mu Anran did not show up to meet them, but stepped into the illusion of the Spirit-Questing Sect.

The Wenling Sect was clearly visible just now, but when we stepped inside, we could only see the cemetery.

Mu Anran knew that the "illusion" of the Wengling Sect still existed.

It's only half a cup of tea, and they will still have half a cup of tea.

Mu Anran remembered that the place she walked to was a monk refining an elixir.She walked further west for a while based on her memory, estimated that she had reached a remote place, and then stopped.

It was already less than half a cup of tea.

Mu Anran closed her eyes, cutting off her contact with the air, and also cut off the spiritual power and law power that had been continuously delivered to her in the air since she ascended to Nascent Soul.

Without these perceptions, she became a lot slower. She lost that kind of understanding, but she also had a little more. She tried to touch that layer of things that could not be seen clearly.

The disappeared Spirit-Questing Sect... shouldn't be the territory of her Death God protagonist. He didn't dare. This was the west bank of the Luo River. Jingshan was also on the west bank of the Luo River. Even Daorong Academy was just one day away from here across the Luo River. .

He dared not.

So what else caused the Wengling Sect to disappear?

The answer seems obvious.

That is……

Lost sturgeon.

A higher level sturgeon.

Lost, lost, haven't you been looking for believers who can help you your whole life?For this reason, you swallowed up the entire Asking Spirit Sect, so what about adding me?
Lost sturgeon, lost sturgeon, please include me in your territory. What if I also become your believer?

Everything around me became a little different.

Mu Anran suddenly opened his eyes. In front of him was a cliff, not a cemetery.

It became.

She did not hesitate to build a physical barrier and burn bridges across rivers.

What believers?
That is impossible!

She completely hid herself.

Then he stretched out his hand. Mu Anran felt that there was something different about him. His movements seemed a bit... fast?

Mu Anran looked through the cliff and saw that the alchemy disciples had just put in the ingredients and harvested the elixir.

You know, it takes ten and a half months for a furnace of elixirs to take shape.

Time has sped up so much!
At the same time, Mu Anran looked at a monk walking towards the cliff, alarm bells ringing in his heart.

Because she knew that her first crisis was coming.

If everyone's time flows so fast, she is the only one who remains where she is.

So……

What is the speed advantage of Yuanying monk?
Suddenly Mu Anran was not in danger of his life, but if his traces were discovered as soon as he arrived, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted?

All kinds of thoughts flooded in, and there was no time to waste. Should he be killed secretly or how to solve it... Mu Anran made a prompt decision, removed one of the body's barriers, and integrated himself into the laws of this space.

Suddenly, her speed seemed to increase, and very quickly, she moved to the side as fast as usual.

However, the monk who was originally walking as fast as flying now had a normal gait and passed by here without looking away.

When Mu Anran looked at the alchemy disciples again, they put down the materials and began to sit quietly. There was no talk of starting the furnace quickly.

It’s not that they’re getting slower, it’s that Mu Enran is getting faster.

She blended into their time and world, into the laws of this space.

But also because of this, she didn't have much time left.

The more she integrates into the laws here, the faster she will be exposed. If she is discovered by the fan, or if the fan is not aware of it yet, she may be tricked without knowing it and be assimilated by the belief of the fan.

This is also the conspiracy of Mi Sturgeon.

Mu Anran murmured in his heart: This is a higher-level lost sturgeon.

Different from what we usually encounter, this is a more powerful sturgeon.

He wouldn't really kill all the Lost Sturgeons in one fell swoop, and let the entire Lost Sturgeons work for him...

Is this the change that has been brought to him after the integration of various novel worlds?
It was already difficult to deal with.

Mu Anran gritted his teeth and quickly put aside these thoughts.

The top priority is to find Ye Tong as soon as possible!
Mu Anran hid himself, turned around and started going down the mountain.

Where will Ye Tong be?
If you had just joined the Wenling Sect, you would have been with the leader, but now...

When time accelerates like this, it's hard to tell.

Mu Anran closed his eyes and carefully released his consciousness.

In fact, this involves another question... This time I still ask the leader of the Ling Sect to take away Ye Tong?

In the room.

Yu Lan opened her eyes, and her Dantian was finally almost healed. She looked at the empty storage bag in front of her, her eyes a little unnatural.

"I owe a lot of spiritual stones again..."

But solving the hidden dangers in the body is definitely something to be thankful for.

Yu Lan stood up and after a pause, she noticed something.

Her consciousness penetrated, and Wuyue's voice sounded at the same time.

"Master! The space is opened!" Wuyue was extremely happy.

When Yu Lan's consciousness arrived, Wu Yue was already bathing and playing in the spiritual spring of space.

The space at this time was very different from before. The spiritual energy was more intense and twice as big. There were also several more mountains in the distance that were originally unclear.

Such a vast space immediately made Yu Lan understand.

The old man who originally called himself the "Weapon Spirit" accidentally came to space. Although he was called a protector, he was actually relying on space to live and consuming the power of space.

It is because of this that after the old grandfather was dealt with, the space finally had time to return to its original state.

Thinking of this, Yu Lan couldn't wait to pull the old grandfather out again and smash his bones into ashes.

A guy who is always talking about getting cheap things but still acting like a good guy, how hard he eats up space, so that there is no breathing space for spiritual energy to recover.

"Wuyue, I've been away for a long time. You have fun in the space." After checking every part of the space, Yu Lan finally pulled out her consciousness and opened her eyes after confirming that there was no problem in the space.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of Bai Xiaosheng.

A guy who makes people feel very uneasy knowing all her secrets is the existence that Yu Lan can't stand the most, but he is also such a guy who helped her solve the old grandfather...

But who in the world can tolerate the existence of people who understand themselves like this?
Yu Lan opened the door and met Ying Suanzi's surprised face, "You're finally okay!"

Yu Lan looked at Ying Suanzi, and for a long time she had to admit that Ying Suanzi was really happy, not because they just made a contract.

It was unimaginable that a high-level monk like Ying Shuanzi would unilaterally make a life-and-death contract with her just to stay by her side.

Ying Suanzi's response to this is, "Anyway, if there is no destined person, my Taoist heart will be a joke, and I will die, and I will die as a beggar on the street."

Yu Lan shook off these emotions and said "hmm".

For such a lucky person, she couldn't help but pay a little attention to it.

However, despite this, this contract of "live and die together", which should be regarded as the most sincere, is still incomparable...

"What about her?"

With her spiritual consciousness scanning, Yu Lan already knew that Mu Anran was not in Qiming City.

"Oh! She's in a hurry!" Ying Suanzi didn't expect that she would ask about Mu Anran as soon as she came out of seclusion.

"Emergency? Did she say what it was?" Yu Lan didn't realize she was worried.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, right? I see that although she flies very fast, there is nothing unusual about her expression. It shouldn't be something difficult to solve."

"..." Yu Lan was silent for a long time, then raised her phoenix eyes, "Where did she fly to?"

……

not here……

On the bluestone path on the Zhangmen Peak, trees are abundant and hidden in the herb garden.

A row of disciples from the Wenling Sect only dared to go up the mountain with both feet, not knowing that someone in the dark herb garden was watching them with a pair of calm eyes.

The disciples were whispering, "When will we be able to enjoy that treasure? It's been ten years. She should have cultivated the golden elixir long ago, right?"

"Ten years of golden elixir?" someone exclaimed, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"In this fairyland, what is impossible? In addition, it is a treasure. It is gifted in itself. It is just a physical cultivator. It is a tool to contain spiritual energy. It has golden elixir spiritual energy and nothing else. How can it be What if it can’t be a golden elixir?”

The disciple yearned for it, "If I could practice double cultivation with her, then I would have to break through the golden elixir, right? I still remember that feeling..."

This small Inquiring Spirit Sect, the people in the row in front of them actually all have foundation building cultivation.

Mu Anran felt as if he had been soaked in cold water, and his whole body was chilled.

In this space, ten years have passed since Ye Tong came in...

These foundation building disciples...

Mu Anran clenched his fists, with cold eyes, looking at them as if they were dead people, controlling his heartbeat to prevent his chest from rising and falling violently.

There is a fire in her heart now, and she doesn't know where to vent it.

No, not now. There is no use venting your anger on these little minions.

She warned herself.

However, he saw that among the group of foundation-building disciples, there was an independent person who was repeatedly questioned by other disciples with a sly smile. He just said, "We are building a palace for the leader this time, so it is best not to say anything else."

"Chengcheng, look at you, you are always worried, and the leader doesn't care..."

Even so, they all remained silent.

Chengcheng……

Mu Anran stared at the handsome male foundation-building cultivator with an expressionless expression.

Judging from his appearance alone, he is already the best among these people. Even his cultivation is at the pinnacle of foundation building, one step away from the golden elixir.

It's him.

Mu Anran finally relaxed his fist.

Follow him and you will find Ye Tong.

These disciples were very talented in construction, and they built a towering palace on the top of the mountain in just one day.

The layout of the palace is very strange. The front is blocked by a screen, and then it is completely empty. There is only one room, but it is not like the usual main hall, but more like a larger dormitory.

Could it be that lost sturgeons would come and stay here?

Or is it for other purposes?

For example... stay with Ye Tong?

Mu Anran suppressed many speculations for the time being and followed these disciples down the mountain.

The disciples gradually separated after coming down the mountain, but Mu Anran never changed his pace and followed Cheng Cheng.

Gradually, the surrounding began to become familiar, and she followed Chengcheng to the place where alchemy was made.

Chengcheng sat down in the corner, and everyone who passed by would say hello to him. He seemed to be very popular, and he responded sincerely with a smile.

Mu Anran stood in the dark and looked at the alchemy place again, but he only felt that the coolness lingered for a long time.

The group of people visible to the naked eye were all with cultivation levels above Foundation Establishment. At first she thought it was because of confusion, but now she just felt angry.

If these people all rely on Ye Tong, then... then...

Mu Anran calmed down quickly. If it were her before, she might have killed them, and then hijacked Chengcheng to find Ye Tong.

But she didn't forget whose territory this was. She really had changed. She couldn't act arbitrarily for her own sake like before. She had to consider more other things.

Is this good or bad?
Mu Anran didn't know, and had no other energy to think, but stared at Chengcheng thoughtfully.

She didn't realize that she had calmed down and was running through her memory as if nothing had happened.

There was no one there at first.

She had been outside the illusion for so long, and it had been several times longer here, and there was no one there.

And when she entered the illusion, she had already memorized all the people and things here, and there was never a face related to Chengcheng.

So where has Chengcheng been for so long?

What happened that made him go up to the Head Peak from somewhere else as if nothing had happened until the leader summoned him?

Mu Anran quickly understood one thing.

——She will soon be able to find Ye Tong through Chengcheng.

Sure enough, Chengcheng left silently while everyone was concentrating on refining the pill.

Little did he know that there was a person following him silently, his eyes staring at his back without any ripples.

There are many twists and turns in the city, and the Wenling Sect, which is not particularly big, walks around. You can see that he is very familiar with his steps, because he always avoids people just right until he comes to a place.

This is a high mountain. There are many small bulges on the high mountain, like beehives, with a small hole.

This high mountain is very conspicuous. Logically speaking, it should have an impression of being full of trees, but this is the strange thing.

If she had not come to the mountain in person, she would not have any impression of the mountain.

obviously.

Mu Anran raised his head.

Ye Tong was hidden here.

"Tong'er."

Chengcheng spoke softly, just a soft voice, but it came to the mountain through Weng Ming.

A wisp of gauze hung down from the top of the mountain. Chengcheng, who was familiar with the journey, grasped the gauze and was pulled to the top.

Mu Anran came to the mountain, took a look up, and chose to break open the bottom hive.

Time is limited and this place is so remote, so it is better to act violently.

Perhaps because there was a fire in his heart, the hive opened a hole that was as high as one person. As soon as he entered, there was no one inside, but it could accommodate two people. Apart from that, there was only one bed and another room. There was a faint fishy smell in the air.

Mu Anran frowned and opened a hole upwards. It was still the same pattern and there was no one there.

The fishy smell was even stronger.

Mu Anran took a deep breath and got a trace of water aura from the air.

The water aura here is extremely mixed, with many farewells faintly blended together without any clearing, as if this is one's own home.

Mu Anran's face became more and more tense, and he kept breaking upwards, faster and faster, and more and more rough.

Suddenly, when she broke open the hive again, she heard a soft cry.

There's someone here!

Mu Anran looked over.

Suddenly, murderous intent surged in her heart, and her violence could barely be concealed.

At the foot of the mountain, the tall figure had been standing here for who knows how long. Looking at the holes in the honeycomb, his gray eyes lowered slightly.

She was jealous of evil, and he thought...

Dao Xu turned his head, as if he felt something, and his figure disappeared from the place.

Here comes the culprit.

He faced it head on.

Inside the hive, there were two foundation-building monks lying dead.

And there was a naked woman lying on the bed, unresponsive, like a doll.When she was alone on the bed, she stood up spontaneously and went to the bathroom to finish washing, then continued to lie down on the bed.

Mu Anran clenched his fists and stepped forward to check on the woman.

"It's just an ordinary water spirit root, but it was transformed into a furnace..."

The wooden bow appears, with one hand hooking the string and no arrows.Her face was extremely cold, but the two corpses behind her had been crushed to ashes.

Mu Anran took a deep look at the person on the bed, took out the clothes and put them on for her, letting her fall into sleep. Then he raised his head sharply, looking at the top of his head with extremely cold eyes.

She continued up.

Every hive had the same layout. The higher it went, the denser it became and the more people there were. She killed every perpetrator, put clothes on the men and women who had water spiritual roots, and then acted with more and more ruthlessness. .

She walked through every hive on such a high mountain, and finally reached the highest point in just one stick of incense.

The place is empty, and there is a familiar palace in the center, which is exactly the same as the palace that was just built on the leader's mountain peak.

Mu Anran moved his neck, holding Gouhong Gong and walked up the high steps step by step, walked around the screen, and looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly.

She killed so many people in a short period of time, but the murderous aura in her body was completely invisible.However, this does not mean that she has no murderous intentions. Sometimes she does not show it but becomes even more menacing.

Mu Anran stood next to the screen, but he blended in with the screen and was not noticeable at all.

Her face was cold and solemn, but the palace was full of warmth.

On the huge bed, Ye Tong raised his head full of dependence. Three thousand black hair covered his body, and there was only a strand of gauze covering his long legs behind his back. It was looming, but it was more beautiful than wearing nothing at all.

"Chenglang, don't blame me just now... I know you don't want to force me, but this is of my own free will. You and I are of the same mind. You always say you want to take me away, but you are unwilling to touch me. Then if you don't mention your cultivation Go up there, how can you take me away?"

Chengcheng put on his clothes with a red face. After putting on his clothes, he held Ye Tong's hand and said, "It's all my fault for being so incompetent. I miss you and I, even if we just look at each other from a distance, we can both be well. Tong'er, don't worry, I will definitely While the leader and the others are not paying attention, I will take you to escape from the sect!"

The two looked at each other infatuatedly, and Ye Tong cried out, "I only have you..." She hugged Chengcheng tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw, but her eyes were extremely empty. "I have been taught self-respect and self-love since I was a child, but it is very different now. If you Chenglang hadn't thought about me and taken me out of here, I really don't know what I would have done... I miss my dad, I want to be free..."

Ye Tong lowered his head and cried, "Cheng Lang, it's my blessing that you don't dislike me! I know you respect and love me, but if you don't have the golden elixir, how can you and I escape from hell?"

Chengcheng choked up and said, "It's a pity that my qualifications are limited. I have always been scolded in the sect. If I weren't so useless, I should have taken you out of the sea of ​​misery!"

"I am promoted to the Golden Core alone..." Chengcheng said angrily, "I wish I could fulfill my wish right away, so that I don't have to watch you being sent to the peak of the leader's mountain and being..."

He suddenly stopped talking, as if he had made a mistake.

Ye Tong panicked, "What's wrong? Did the elders or the head father and son come up with another trick?"

Chengcheng was pressed repeatedly and finally couldn't help but said, "Whoever can rely on the elixir recipe given by the leader to practice a sufficient amount of elixirs can reach the summit of the leader's mountain! I just found a chance to go and see it, and found... found out... A palace exactly like this has been built somewhere on the mountain peak!”

After the words fell, Ye Tong collapsed, his face as pale as paper, "What... what..."

She suddenly held onto Cheng Cheng tightly and kept pleading, "Cheng Lang! Cheng Lang! Take me away quickly. This is hell! This is hell! I don't want anyone to be alone!" Ye Tong's voice was shrill and shrill, as if he could burst into tears.

Chengcheng hugged Ye Tong tightly, "I won't watch you end up like that! In order to improve the cultivation of the whole sect, the leader did such a perverse thing. As long as I take you to escape from the Spirit-Questing Sect, go find The truth about the sect will be revealed, and you will definitely be protected! As long as we escape from the Spirit-Questing Sect!"

The last sentence was so powerful that it almost became Ye Tong's obsession. She suddenly broke away from Kai Chengcheng's arms, with light in her eyes, "I will give you my cultivation, and you will be able to take me out of here! Cheng Lang! I will give you my cultivation." Cultivation is given to you!”

Chengcheng looked embarrassed, "But this is for you..."

Ye Tong gritted his teeth, "Even if we can't escape, I don't want to keep this cultivation level that will never decline and let them improve it and let them ruin it! Rather than doing this, it's better to perish together! Cheng Lang! Cheng Lang! I beg you! I Can I give you my cultivation base?" Ye Tong couldn't help but beg.

It was obviously her cultivation that was given to others, but Cheng Cheng's few words turned it into charity from him to her.

Seeing Cheng Cheng reluctantly agreeing, Mu Anran beside the screen suddenly sneered.

"who!"

Chengcheng's expression changed drastically and he looked panicked.

"Master!"

I saw who was not the leader next to the screen!

The leader raised his hand and knocked Chengcheng to the ground.

"Oh!"

"Naruto! No!"

Ye Tong wanted to go to Chengcheng, but was imprisoned by the leader.

The leader slowly walked to the bed, his face extremely angry. With a wave of his hand, the bed curtains fell one after another, some of which just covered Ye Tong's body.

"That's great! I didn't know that a mouse crawled here! You are looking for death!"

The leader wanted to attack again, but Ye Tong said sternly, "No! All the mistakes are my fault! Don't hurt Cheng Lang! If I want to kill you, just kill me! Just kill me!"

Chengcheng was still vomiting blood and said nothing, seemingly unable to react due to pain, which made Ye Tong even more heartbroken.

It takes a lot of injuries to make Chengcheng, who has always cherished her, become what he is now.

"Kill you?" The leader waved his hand, "How could I kill you! Tell me! How did you get here! How did you confuse Ye Tong!"

Chengcheng was in agony, "Master...I..." He spit out another mouthful of blood, and his words stopped abruptly.

"Master! Master!" Ye Tong begged, "It's not Cheng Lang's fault! It's me! It's me!" She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I seduced Cheng Lang! Master! I can improve the cultivation of your sect disciples. What's wrong! You were planning to do this anyway, weren't you! I was the one who seduced him! Isn't this okay!"

The "Head" slowly looked at Ye Tong, and when he saw her saying this, her face was already ashen, and she seemed to understand what she said.

The "leader" curled up his fingers and attacked again without hesitation.

Now Chengcheng is really seriously injured, there is no need to pretend like before.

She ignored Ye Tong's pleading, and a ball of spiritual energy slowly approached Chengcheng, "It is the biggest mistake not to get permission from this leader! Wenling Sect does not lack a disciple like you! Since you secretly infected Ye Tong, then your cultivation level is better not to be used Damn it! This leader will destroy you right now!"

Chengcheng finally panicked. He vomited blood but knelt down and kowtowed, "Master! This bitch seduced me! It has nothing to do with me! Don't destroy me! I will be promoted to Jindan soon." ! I’m very useful to the Spirit-Asking Sect! Very useful!”

Ye Tong's pleading movements froze instantly. She looked at him in disbelief, her movements stiff.

This is a stopgap measure!

Ye Tong told himself, but was a little stunned when he saw Cheng Cheng's embarrassed look.

From the first time Chengcheng appeared in front of her, he was glamorous.Because she has never faced a threat head-on, in Ye Tong's eyes, Chengcheng has always been the savior, and being able to take her out of hell is the only comfort in her heart.

but……

Today’s Chengcheng…

Is he pretending to compromise...or is he really severing the relationship?
Ye Tong suddenly couldn't tell the difference.

So she was silent.

The "head" glanced at the bed. Ye Tong was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking.

She suddenly remembered her original face in "Miscellaneous Stories about Immortal Cultivation".

Mu Anran has been fond of recording life since she was a child. At that time, she was still young and not mature enough. When she saw the unfair treatment in society and her ironic humanity, she thought that was all.

She was still in her second year of high school and was filled with anger when she saw a female college student being deceived into a mountain by her boyfriend. She wrote this short story with only one purpose, which was to record this ironic love affair.

So whether it was the Wenling Sect or Ye Tong's excellent furnace physique, they were all designed to lure Chengcheng away.

In the Wenling Sect, Ye Tong was tossed between the head, his son, and the elders. He was in agony, as if he had fallen into the Abi Hell, not knowing why he was living.

At this moment, Chengcheng suddenly appeared in front of her, who kept saying that he wanted to take her away. Chengcheng was extremely sincere and the only one who cared about her.

So Ye Tong clung to this light, which was also the only hope.She fell in love with Chengcheng and hoped that Chengcheng could take her out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Until more and more soldiers enter her tomb, until her furnace body is diluted and weakened, until everyone in the sect can enter her house if they want to.

Ye Tong understood.

Any savior, any hope, they are all delusions.

That was just an ordinary disciple of the Wenling Sect who suffered from limited qualifications and talents, so he chose to take a different approach.

He couldn't let the leader and the others find out, so he coaxed Ye Tong to reveal his sincerity. Ye Tong was coaxed by him while helping him cover up...

Until Ye Tong was about to die, she had not seen Chengcheng for a long time. In a daze, she heard a benefactor say that Chengcheng had become an elder. Then she knew nothing else. Her life had come to an end...

There is no reversal, no revenge, the ending is so depressing.It is intended to be a work that expresses anger, but also a work that warns men that they are not good things...

This is a short story in "Miscellaneous Stories about Immortality", a small miscellany that happened in the world of immortality.

If Mu Anran had not come into this world, she might not have remembered this story.Because as she grows older and matures in thinking, she has been able to restrain all her emotions in front of novels.

But she came to this world, but things happened to be happening right in front of her.

Mu Anran couldn't tell how she felt, she just crushed Chengcheng's dantian and heart with an expressionless face.

"No!" Ye Tong said sternly.

When Mu Anran turned around, he had transformed into his true appearance. Ye Tong was too desperate to care about it, but he heard Mu Anran say softly, "I will take you out."

"..."

Ye Tong slowly looked at Mu Anran and blinked numbly, as if he was too slow to understand what she meant.

"You take me...out?"

"Yeah. I'll take you out."

Mu Anran bent down sympathetically and took out a piece of clothing for Ye Tong, "If I take you out, you don't have to deceive yourself anymore that he really loves you."

"..."

Mu Anran straightened up and saw Ye Tong glance at Chengcheng blankly, then raised his head and said, "Doesn't he really love me?"

Mu Anran looked at her tenderly.

Ye Tong, who grew up in Qiming City, which was full of three religions and nine streams, was not a boudoir girl who was ignorant of the world. She understood everything.

But in hell, even if you understand, you have to force yourself not to understand, because that is the only lie that keeps you alive.

Ye Tong tried her best to love Chengcheng deeply because she could always think of her father in her memory. She wanted to return to the not-so-warm Qiming City and her warm home.

"But..." Ye Tong shed tears, "I once imagined that it was true."

So she took it as true.

Chengcheng's death made her heartbroken.

Mu Anran turned his back silently, listening to the faint sound of dressing behind him.

"……Can you help me?"

Mu Anran turned around and Ye Tong smiled softly, "I haven't worn it for a long time..."

Mu Anran walked over and bent down to dress Ye Tong carefully.

"...Can you really take me out?" Ye Tong stared at Mu Anran closely.

"of course."

Ye Tong was completely relieved and said truthfully, "I was just thinking that instead of waiting for someone to lie to me again, I might as well die with you now."

"You can't kill me." Mu Anran was not surprised at all and continued, "You don't want to die, and I don't want you to die either."

Ye Tong smiled and shook his head, "But I just felt...even if you really lied to me, I have to thank you for lying to me."

Someone is willing to lie to her and support her to survive. What's wrong with that?

Mu Anran's throat moved, and he helped Ye Tong get up, "Let's go, I'll take you out."

Ye Tong thought about these words, but then turned his head and asked, "Why do you look so uncomfortable? Are you pitying me?"

"I'm not pitying you." Mu Anran just said that.

No one knows how she feels.

Then Mu Anran hugged Ye Tong. Ye Tong looked up, a little confused, but felt that Mu Anran's embrace was very warm, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tong suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Because her pupils suddenly swelled up, and then she saw a scenery that she would never forget in her life.

She was being held by Mu Anren and flying out of the mountain.

All the scenes are at your feet, surrounded by air and gentle wind that represent freedom.

In a daze, Ye Tong turned around and looked.

That honeycomb-like mountain was not as airtight as she remembered, but instead was densely riddled with holes, but it didn't scare her at all.

The mountains were gradually receding, and Ye Tong finally thought in hindsight: She really wanted to take her away.

I really have to leave here.

After landing, the Wengling Sect was in a mess, almost empty.

This made Ye Tong relax more and look at Mu Anran with dependence.

Mu Anran softly explained where they were currently, then looked far away and said, "They will never be able to escape this illusion. But now that someone is coming, they can't even have the illusion of being a local emperor here."

Ye Tong smiled, "You deserve it."

She felt very happy in her heart.

"bump!"

Not far away, Zhangmen Peak exploded, during which fragments of the palace were inserted into the eyes.

Ye Tong stared, and then said, "It turns out that he doesn't lie to me."

Mu Anran hugged Ye Tong tightly, "It's still early, I'll take you to see how the leader died."

Hearing this, Ye Tong was nervous and a little panicked, but Mu Anran shook his hand and calmed down again.

"it is good."

Ye Tong was brought to the broken Zhangmen Peak by Mu Anran. From a distance, he saw two people fighting each other, but they were suppressed and beaten.

"Is that the headmaster?"

Mu Anran shook his head, "He doesn't even deserve to be pressed down and beaten."

Ye Tong looked over carefully, and with Mu Anran's help, she saw a man wearing a Taoist robe on one side, and an extremely tall monster with a bull's head and a body on the other side.

"Is that the lost sturgeon you're talking about?"

"If you are smart, you are a lost sturgeon, and you will soon become a cup of loess."

The lost sturgeon was knocked to the ground, unable to move.

Dao Xu raised his head and glanced this way, and received Mu Anran's wave.

Dao Xu lowered his head and looked at the sturgeon with gray eyes, "Even so, won't the person behind you come?"

Ye Tong looked a little fascinated, but was led away by Mu Anran, "Wait a minute."

She flew around the leader's peak, and then found the leader's father and son and a group of elders in a corner of the rock wall.

It is unbelievable that in the aftermath of the double attack by Dao Xu and Mi Sturgeon, they did not die.

Mu Anran looked at the earth talismans around them, which not only trapped them but also protected them, and did not stop her and Ye Tong from moving forward.

"It's you!" The son of the boss noticed Ye Tong first, and immediately jumped to his feet, "I know! It's all you bitch! You seduced that terrible outsider! You are a disaster..."

The wooden bow appeared, knocking down the people on the ground immediately, leaving no chance to resist.

The leader couldn't help but shook his head, "Senior! Senior! Do you know where this is! Don't kill us! There are treasures here! You can have anything you want! The people around you are also treasures! As long as you cultivate both..."

"Shut up!" Mu Anran crushed the leader's chest, "I'm only going to ask you once, was it you who brought Ye Tong here?"

The headmaster was filled with grief and said intermittently, "Every time Master Mi Sturgeon comes, I always have a chance to go out..."

Everything is understood.

Ye Tong was indeed discovered and brought back by him. The reason why he did not kill the gangsters who bullied Ye Tong in Qiming City was just a warning. This is probably because of this.

The master's golden elixir cultivation was able to take away Ye Tong from An Tong's men because of his space.

Mu Anran didn't do anything again, which made the leader and the others very happy.

But Mu Anran gave Ye Tong a knife, "Are you going to kill them with your own hands?"

Ye Tong was stunned and hesitant.

Mu Anran did not force it, "If you don't want to, just turn your back and I will deal with them for you."

Ye Tong raised the knife, and when he looked up again, his eyes were full of tears, "No... I want to kill them with my own hands."

"Ye Tong!" The leader's son was angry, "How dare you! You..."

All the dirty words came out.

Ye Tong closed her eyes. Through these dirty words, she thought of the despair of the past ten years again.

"Pfft!"

Her first stab was at the lower body of the head's son.

"what!"

The second knife struck the hand of the leader's son... The third knife... The fourth knife...

I don't know how many times he was stabbed, but brains flowed out of the empty eye sockets of the leader's son, and he finally lost the last trace of consciousness.

The weapons given by Mu Anran are so sharp that the bones of the Golden Core cultivator are not worth mentioning.

Ye Tong was not tired at all. Even though she was out of breath, her face and body were covered with blood, and the blood dyed the floor red, she did not change her intention to kill Ling Chi and them.

Until the end, only the leader was left.

The leader's eyes widened, no matter how big the wind and waves he saw, he was still shocked by Ye Tong at this time.

Ye Tong looked at the leader fiercely, then slowly walked towards the leader, "I originally hated you the most."

"But now..."

Ye Tong raised the knife, "You are no longer worthy of being hated by me..."

One sword... two swords... three swords... The experience of the people in front of him allowed Ye Tong to learn how to avoid death.

After countless swords cut off the golden elixir, light burst out. When Ye Tong straightened up, his whole body was covered in blood, like Shura.

She turned away, and from then on, there were no more tears.

At this time, she was even more ruthless than the demons, and the strong smell of blood was almost nauseating, just like the body she hated.

Mu Anran approached her, handed her a clean pink dress with a floral fragrance, and said softly, "Don't let the blood of those people get on you."

Ye Tong was stunned, nodded slowly, and went to get the clothes. Mu Anran carefully washed his hands and skin before getting the spotless clothes.

Ye Tong suddenly burst into tears, unable to stop his urge to cry.

"thanks, thanks……"

She didn't know what to say except these two words.

Why……

Why treat her like this...

As if she were some kind of treasure...

But...she is clearly not.

"They are nothing. In this world, nothing can imprison anyone. It's just ten years. If you change it outside, it will only be a few months. You have lost a few months, but you will still have a long life in the future. Right ?"

Mu Anran said.

After changing his clothes, Ye Tong's eyebrows were very different from before, and he felt more reserved.

When she came out, the battle was coming to an end. In fact, it was already over.

The man who looked like a Taoist priest lowered his eyes, and when he heard Mi Sturgeon say, "My lord will avenge me! The sacred Mi Sturgeon clan will definitely come back...", the Taoist priest completely ended Mi Sturgeon's life.

In an instant, the space began to become illusory, and a cemetery was faintly seen. Mu Anran hugged Ye Tong, and when he looked over, he happened to meet Dao Xu's gray eyes.

The cemetery disappeared, and so did Dao Xu.

Where there was originally a cemetery, the Spirit-Asking Sect suddenly appeared.

It's just...it's the Spirit-Questing Sect riddled with holes.

"What the hell!" An Tong's exaggerated scream came over, "Things are getting more interesting!"

An Tong did that, but Mu Mengmo quietly left An Tong and Chen Xing and came to Mu Anran. It was Mu Anran who had quietly informed Mu Mengmo.

"Miss! Why are you here!"

Mu Anran looked at him and pointed to the high mountain in the Wenling Sect, "There are many women in it. You helped arrange them properly. Tell me what you want later."

Mu Mengmo saw Ye Tong. Compared with before, Ye Tong was extremely indifferent to him.

Mu Meng was surprised, "Miss, you are already..."

They are still wandering outside the cemetery, and the eldest lady is already so efficient that she can solve everything!

Mu Anran said hello and left with Ye Tong.

Just then An Tong and Chen Xing came over, "What are you doing here! Why don't you go in and take a look!"

Mu Mengmo looked at them slowly.

What else is there to see?

This time, the mission given by Bai Xiaosheng failed again.

Mu Mengmo looked at Chen Xing, who still knew nothing.

So, has An Tong become stupid, or has she stayed with them and been assimilated by them?

With Mu Mengmo's ability, he can quickly place the women in the Wenling Sect properly.

These trees are all seen through Mu Mengmo's perspective.

She murmured to herself, "He is really like a piece of jade."

"Daughter! Why are you back? Did the immortals ask you to come back? Don't cause trouble to the immortals! Practice your immortality well!"

The wonton stall owner's face glowed brightly and he was extremely proud of his daughter.

It seems that the passing of time has not had any effect on the wonton stall owners.

Ye Tong looked at it, shed tears again, and hugged the wonton stall owner tightly, "Dad! I will cultivate immortality well! I will definitely cultivate immortality well!"

She said so firmly.

The embracing father did not know that one year for him was more than ten years full of torture for his daughter.

The father and daughter met at the wrong time. At this moment when they embraced each other, it already seemed irrelevant.

Ye Tong thought so.

Leaving his father, Ye Tong said to Mu Anran, "With a physique like mine, how can I not be coveted by others?"

Mu Anran said, "Go to Muling Island." She said, "It is an island full of treasures, but it will never attract people to covet it."

Ye Tong was confused, "Is there really such a place in the world?"

Mu Anran looked at the distant Sky Islands, and he understood more clearly the significance of the existence of Mu Ling Island.

After a long while, she said firmly, "Yes, there really is such a place in the world."

She already understood the persistence of Mu Mian, Mu Qingzhi and others.

Mu Ling Island, which has been passed down from generation to generation, has the meaning of their existence.

On Muling Island, Mu Qingzhi came to the main hall from his dormitory, "There seems to be something different in the air."

The maid asked in confusion, "What's different?"

Mu Qingzhi smiled, "The air on Muling Island is alive. They understand what is good for them. We on Muling Island have successors."

The maid still didn't understand, but Mu Qingzhi smiled and sat on the high seat, "I'm waiting for my daughter to return."

Mu Anran had not fallen asleep for a long time. After she took Ye Tong back to Muling Island and settled Ye Tong, she lay in her small tree house and gradually fell asleep in the pink house. .

The Wenling Sect, which has begun to take shape, is accepting a large number of female disciples, especially Shuilinggen disciples.

The aloof elders accepted the kneeling worship of their disciples, full of longing, not knowing what was waiting for them next.

Deep in the Spirit-Asking Sect, a haggard woman looked at the light from the window and murmured to herself, "Why has my life become what it is now?"

"It's as if a pair of vicious hands are controlling me, and I can't... break free at all."

"I hate God...I hate everyone who controls destiny..."

The woman died with regret.

Mu Anran came to the woman's bed in a daze. The woman couldn't close her eyes, so she had to cover her body first.

"I didn't mean to do this. I didn't know that all of this would come true..." Mu Anran lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

She walked out of the room and out of the Soul-Questing Sect. She felt that the world was so big, but she was still at a loss.

Where should she go?

This real world was both cruel and frightening to her.

There are traces of her writing everywhere. It was obviously unintentional, but it was indeed the bitter fruit caused by her.

Mu Anran never wanted to harm anyone, but since the novel came true, she has hurt many people.

And she came here to witness all this with her own eyes.

Mu Anran was wandering around on the mainland, not knowing what he should do, and he couldn't remember why he was here. He only felt that his head was dizzy, and the world was an illusion, and the world was spinning.

Under the giant tree in Muling Garden, when Master Yinji arrived in a hurry, Mu Qingzhi had been standing here for who knows how long. He said anxiously, "What are you still doing here! Her Taoist heart is unstable. Do you feel Can’t get there!”

Mu Qingzhi still closed her beautiful eyes, "Why are you so anxious?"

Venerable Yin Ji said bitterly, "You are always so indifferent! You don't care about anything! That is the future successor of Mu Ling Island! You don't care at all!"

"It's because she is the future successor of Mu Ling Island," Mu Qingzhi opened her eyes, "that I believe in her."

"She can do it herself."

Lord Yin Ji snorted coldly and was about to fly up, but was stopped by Mu Qingzhi's killing move. He looked over in disbelief.

Mu Qingzhi's beautiful features looked like a murderous god at this moment, "I told you, no one is allowed to disturb her! She can do it herself!"

"What if she can't do it!" Venerable Yinji roared angrily, "That's your only successor! The only one!"

Mu Qingzhi said, "If my daughter can't even do this, then why does Mu Ling Island need such a successor?"

"..."

On the giant tree, Mu Anran on the bed kept shaking his head, and thunder and lightning emerged from his body, showing that the owner's heart was not stable at this time.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

There is no such thing as chastity in this world, and Ye Tong is only given memories of ten years.

She was just a step in the night, and Ye Tong didn't have to go through what happened in the book.

She was too arrogant, thinking that everything was still too late.

Mu Anran had never told anyone that she felt guilty for Ye Tong.

Because she understood who manipulated Ye Tong's life and who caused her ten years of pain.

In his sleep, Mu Hengran traveled to a place of war.

Two high-ranking monks fought, and another one died. The younger generation howled loudly, and those who heard it shed tears.

Mu Anran silently came to the place where the battle took place. Many low-level monks and even mortals died in piles.

This is not because the monks are deliberately targeting them, but as long as they fight, the only outcome waiting for these weaklings is death.

This is the fate of the weak.

She often wrote like this, but looking at the tragedy in front of her, Mu Anran raised her head and looked at the gray sky.

But these are the fates given to them by heaven.

Mu Anran was puzzled, but she didn't quite understand what she was puzzled about, so she sat on the ground, looking up at the sky amidst the blood.

There are more things about fate than feathers in the world, and now some of these feathers belong to her, and God doesn't even care about them.

Some people live and some die, and God never interferes too much.

Mu Anran still couldn't figure it out.

Some people die because of the way of heaven, and the way of heaven will not feel guilty. Some people have tragic fate, and the way of heaven will not feel guilty.

Some people come from another world. It is not her wish to come to this world. It is not her wish to see this real world. Heaven will not feel guilty.

On the other hand, she herself often feels guilty and is always meddling in many things. She doesn't know whether it's because she's not good at cultivating or because of something else.

Mu Anran thought about it, but still didn't understand.

So she sat there for a long time in this sleep, like a sculpture.

Mu Anran suddenly recalled her past life, which made her sigh.

It is never wrong to have compassion, but to die because of compassion is as ridiculous as the paradox of the previous life.

Mu Anran raised his head and looked at the sky, and finally understood what he was thinking.

I was thinking, it was my fault for having compassion and writing such a story, but if I had no compassion and allowed the story in the book to continue to happen, would it also be my fault?

Now that your destiny has been written down, just act according to your heart.

Why?

The fate of everyone in the world is unique.

Wooden thought.

The reason why Ye Tong formed Ye Tong is because she experienced those unique experiences, her only unduplicate destiny.

The reason why Chen Xing formed Chen Xing is because of his unique and unrepeatable destiny.

They blame the unfair fate, but if they don't blame the unfair fate, then who are they?

Therefore, it is the way of heaven to continue to let the fate of many people grow, and to do the way of heaven that is blamed.But they who blame the gods are still unique.

This seems a bit convoluted?

Mu Anran stood up and looked at the sky.

This is a real world with the way of heaven.

Are the reasons that support the way of heaven becoming the way of heaven the above reasons?
Mu Anran couldn't understand it, it was too profound, but she didn't feel guilty about writing the fate of others.

The reason why fate is fate is that they cannot be copied. It is the same for everyone. Even if he dies early or dies unjustly, it is still a part of fate, and it is the end that fate has drawn for him.

And as time goes by, no one remembers that fate once wrote such a person.

Until it starts over and over again, tirelessly.

Mu Anran exhaled slowly, with some purple light shining in his eyes.

She opened her eyes from the pink room in the tree, sat up, stared blankly for a moment, and then shrugged.

Mu Anran walked out of the tree house, still in a daze.

She immediately looked up at the sky, then looked down at the tree.

Mu Qingzhi stood under the tree, smiled and waved to her.

It was rare to see her smile.

Master Yinji stood next to Mu Qingzhi with an ugly expression. Mu Anran was really elusive about the relationship between her parents, and it was natural that he could not see the fate line on them at all.

Mu Anran smiled at them and looked far away, seeing the people coming and going in Muling Garden and Mu Tianyun.

Mu Tianyun: Born to Fairy Yanfang, she has been trapped in the golden elixir cultivation for a long time, and her inner demons have become a calamity. There will be a life and death calamity in the near future.

Mu Anran blinked and looked at Fairy Yanfang beside Mu Tianyun.

Fairy Yanfang is beautiful, but the fate line on her body tells her that her life is about to end.

"The trees are abundant." Mu Qingzhi under the tree waved to her.

Mu Anran jumped down from the giant tree, "Mother!"

Mu Qingzhi looked at her, a little casually, "How come you're not in the middle Nascent Soul stage yet?"

"..."

Mu Anran was ashamed, "Mother, please forgive me. Don't think that I don't know. My hundred-year-old Nascent Soul is already very good. There is no need to rush into the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

"So what? My daughter, Mu Qingzhi, should be far ahead of others."

But Venerable Yinji said, "This kind of thing cannot be rushed... Your Taoist heart seems to be at a higher level?"

The feeling that Mu Anran gave people at this time was very different from before. He seemed to have compassion, but it was something more, with a mellow aura.

Mu Anran looked at his hands and smiled, "That's right."

Mu Qingzhi looked at her and said, "Well, just take your time." She said, "There are still a lot of things going on on Muling Island. You go and count the treasures. The young island master of Huoling Island is getting married. Send them something good."

After Mu Qingzhi left, Venerable Yinji said, "No matter what the happy event is on Huoling Island, your mother has never given you a gift." He said meaningfully, "She always felt that as long as she was one of her own, she could make up for all her mistakes. "

Lord Yinji left, Mu Anran touched his chin thoughtfully.

For a while, she shook off the mixed thoughts in her mind.

"It's more important to focus on the present." She muttered.

Fairy Yanfang looked over and happened to see Mu Angran passing by in a hurry. She turned back quickly and said, "Mu Tianyun! Come here and help me!"

Mu Tianyun dared not speak out in anger, muttering in his heart, "You really treat me like a servant!"

Then he came over with a smile and said, "Sister Anran, if you want any help from brother, just tell me!"

Fairy Yanfang looked at all this and sighed quietly, her eyes full of sorrow.

(End of this chapter)