I have a city in another world

Chapter 2960
Seeing the Wuji sect monk who launched a suicide attack, Mu Jiuling was taken aback for a moment, and then began to laugh out loud.

"Come on, come on!
I remember all the participants who destroyed the Baihe Sect back then, and you asked them to come and die to atone for their sins! "

Mu Jiuling looked around with anticipation in his eyes, and shouted at Sect Master Wuji.

Seeing Mu Jiuling like this, the cultivators of the Wuji Sect secretly gritted their teeth, but they could only remain silent.

"Don't worry, they will all come, even if someone doesn't want to come, I will grab it and send it to you!"

Sect Master Wuji's tone was flat, and his expression became more and more indifferent. Now that he has made up his mind, he will never hesitate any more.

In order to keep the Wuji Sect, even if it is a little sacrifice, what is it?
Hearing the reply from Sovereign Wuji, Mu Jiuling smiled even more happily, and made a gesture of welcome to start.

The Wuji sect monks around had sensed the suzerain's determination, and they were obviously ready to compromise.

Those Wujizong monks who had been hiding in the crowd and never dared to show their faces turned extremely ugly, knowing that they would not escape this disaster.

No matter what their status is or how important their status is, they cannot compare with the survival of the Wuji Sect.

Although he didn't want to stand up, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, there was nowhere to escape.

In the end, he could only bite the bullet and approach Mu Jiuling, but his heart was extremely heavy.

"Hahaha, a fellow Taoist of the Promise Sect, I have dragged you down today, and I am here to apologize to you all.

Today I will leave without a speck of dust, and all the grievances and grievances of the past will be completely written off.

If there is a chance in the next life, I will embark on the road of practice again, and I hope that my colleagues will be able to help me after meeting me! "

A monk with a rough face said goodbye to the Wuji sect monk, and then walked towards Mu Jiuling in front of him.

"You bastard of the Baihe Sect, don't think that you bear blood and blood, we monks deserve to die.

In the world of cultivation, it is normal for the weak to prey on the strong. May I ask which sect is not full of blood in the process of rising?
You Baihezong oppresses others, it is only natural for us to destroy you Baihezong, why do you feel wronged?
Today you avenge the Baihe Sect, and in the future there will be monks collecting debts for my Wuji Sect. Don't think that you can avoid it, it's just that it will come sooner or later. "

Mu Jiuling just sneered, he didn't want to hear anything else, he only knew that the monk in front of him had indeed participated in the massacre that year.

Damn bastard, if it wasn't for his lack of strength, how could he have been allowed to live so long!
After the rough monk finished speaking, he controlled his talisman and slammed it hard on his head.

"My own life can only be taken by myself, and I don't need others to intervene!"

There was only a muffled sound, and the rough monk's brain burst, but he fell into the dust with a smile on his face.

The magic weapon hanging in mid-air wailed, as if it was seeing off its master, and then exploded suddenly.

This magic weapon has a spirit, and after the death of its owner, it also exploded itself and died for the funeral.

Seeing this scene, all the monks around were silent, and some monks simply closed their eyes.

"Hahaha, this Qiu Shengzi is really impatient, he is in a hurry to do anything, even if he dies!"

With a burst of laughter, the two monks floated down and stopped beside the rough monk's body.

A monk in a white robe took out a large wine jug from his waist and poured half of it on the ground.

"This is Qiling Immortal Brew. You once said that you wanted to taste it, but you never had the chance.

This time our brothers passed by Qiling and made this pot specially, just to give you a taste.

It's a pity that you don't have good food, you can't drink it in this life, you can only wait until the next life. "

The monk in white sighed, raised the jug, raised his head and poured the rest of the liquor into his mouth.

The black-clothed monk next to him remained silent, like a hard stone.

The monk in white dropped the flagon, swayed slightly, and looked at the monk in black.

"Brother, we have joined the Wuji Sect for 360 years, and we seem to have done this one sinful thing, and in the end, we were approached by the suffering master.

People want us to pay for our lives, so we can't play rogues, the debts we owe will have to be repaid after all.

But if there is an afterlife, the two of us will still be brothers, so don't forget that you have an older brother. "

Hearing this, the black-clothed monk twitched his mouth, and said softly, "Hurry up, Qiu Shengzi is on the way, I'm afraid I can't wait."

Hearing this, the white-clothed monk nodded with a smile, then slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, humming softly.

"Treading thousands of mountains, traveling thousands of miles, the road of cultivation is long.

Although Chenfeng Yelu is light-hearted, who knows the taste of ice and bitterness?
To be at ease, to be free and unfettered, all people would like to cultivate immortals.

As everyone knows, the way of heaven is difficult and dangerous, and thousands of years of hard work are gone in an instant.

How about laughing and cursing in the world of mortals, with wine and tea friends as companions.

Looking back once in a hundred years, I am happy like a fairy..."

The singing is melodious and vigorous, with a unique rhythm, which is a kind of rhyme often sung by practitioners.

The monk in white sang and sang, his voice became deeper and deeper, and it turned out that he had already silently shattered his soul.

This was a great pain, even a monk could not bear it, but the monk in white did not show any pain from the beginning to the end.

Seeing this, the monks around couldn't help being slightly moved.

Looking at the monk in black again, the same is true, falling silently.

From the beginning to the end, the two monks ignored Mu Jiuling at all, obviously not paying attention to him.

Most of the monks were actually full of pride. Although they died because of Mu Jiuling, they looked down on his actions at all.

In the name of revenge, he acted like a rascal. Although he was forced to do so, he could see Mu Jiuling's pattern.

Born in a small sect, with an extreme and stingy style of acting, he is destined to be difficult to become a master.

As the three monks ended themselves, more and more Wujizong monks came to Mu Jiuling on their own initiative.

Some laughed loudly, others roared sharply, but no one chose to escape.

There was silence all around, no matter the sky or the earth, all the monks set their eyes on this place.

In the face of right and wrong, these monks of the Wuji sect could die calmly, which made the onlookers secretly sigh.

The monks who originally looked down on the Wuji sect changed their minds at this moment. Although the monks of this sect are good and bad, many monks still have the courage to take responsibility.

The monks who participated in the massacre of the Baihe Sect continued to kill themselves, and used blood to quell Mu Jiuling's hatred in exchange for the safety of the Wuji Sect.

But there are still some monks who are unwilling to die like this, and want to flee under the eyes of everyone.

How could Sect Master Wuji allow it? He would never let go of a participant, causing other sect monks to sacrifice in vain.

Whenever a monk escaped, he would personally take action, catch the monk and throw him in front of Mu Jiuling.

Mu Jiuling never refuses anyone who comes, as long as he is confirmed to be the enemy of the past, he will curse the other party to death without hesitation.

Before he knew it, hundreds of monks had fallen down on the square in front of Mu Jiuling.

Their strengths may be high or low, and their reputations may be large or small, but all of them have dissipated and turned into cold corpses.

"There are so many dead, is that enough?"

Sect Master Wuji looked at Mu Jiuling and asked in a cold tone.

Mu Jiuling shook his head, and said with a sneer: "The monks who died here were indeed the murderers back then, but why didn't there be the real culprit who started this incident?

Could it be that because of your special status, you are the descendant of the elders of the sect, do you have to choose to protect him? "

Mu Jiuling looked at Sect Master Wuji, the corner of his mouth was full of sarcasm, if the chief culprit was not killed, then what's the point of this revenge?

Sect Master Wuji suddenly smiled, met Mu Jiuling's mocking eyes, and said in a tone without any emotion: "It is because of them that the Wuji Sect suffered such a catastrophe, I actually want to kill them more than you.

shelter?how is this possible! "

As soon as the words fell, a monk hiding in the crowd was directly imprisoned and flung towards Mu Jiuling

An Elder of the Wuji Sect next to him suddenly changed his face, and subconsciously wanted to rescue him.

Unexpectedly, just as he made a move, he was hit hard behind him and collapsed limply on the ground.

(End of this chapter)