The cultivation of truth here is based on strength, and the strong are respected. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

All the well-known resources of the Nine Domains have been divided by sects and families, and although the matter of killing people and grabbing treasures for a little resource is despised by ordinary people, it is not a few. If they were asked to take out the elixir in the Qiankun bag again, they would be a little unwilling, not to mention that when they dug up the elixir before, they didn't see the "senior" come out to stop it, and everyone was lucky and wanted to meet the owner here.

After Mu Feng spoke, he didn't see any movement inside, could it be that he had miscalculated, Yu Guang saw that several juniors and disciples who were digging the elixir looked at him with some confusion, and his heart was suddenly dissatisfied, could it be that which ancestor lived in seclusion here, deliberately teasing him, etc.

Mangshan Ridge belongs to the periphery of the Zixiao Sect, and is only separated from Hanxue Peak by a mountain range, but its mountain cannot fly with a sword, and can only enter this place from the periphery of Mangshan Ridge, and now the place where they are located is the junction of the periphery and the inner perimeter, and there are mostly some demon beasts of the third order or so, and only after entering the inner perimeter can the demon beasts above the fourth order really begin to appear, which can be comparable to the monks of the half-step Jindan, and their disciples are also more active in the periphery, collecting some elixirs, killing some demon beasts, and handing them over to the sect to exchange points or take them to the Yuyan Pavilion in Fang City to exchange for something.

The Zixiao Sect is now controlled by their Mu family, and they have never heard of there are reclusive elders at all, not to mention, for the sake of Mu Yunxuan's face, the people inside don't dare to do anything to them.

Thinking of this, everyone's courage was also greater, and Mu Feng spoke up again: "Seniors, we are all members of the Mu family, if there is anything to offend, I still hope for Haihan." Having said that, he also put the Thousand Miles Divine Talisman and the life-saving magic weapon in the Qiankun bag at his fingertips.

Ye Lang, who was standing across the window from them, heard the Mu family, and his heart turned a thousand times, like a drop of blood, the Mu family, isn't it Mu Yunxuan's family, when he appeared in the Zixiao faction openly, it was even more feared than the Zixiao faction.

If Ye Lang has no feelings for the Zixiao faction, it is not entirely right, after all, Han Xuefeng belongs to Zixiao, and it can be regarded as her home, but she was forced to expel her from the sect later due to the door rules.

A good Mu Yunxuan, a good Mu family, is the Mu family's reputation bigger than Zixiao? Now he actually took the Zixiao faction as his own and stepped under his feet, which is simply hateful.

"Aaron?" It seems that because of the sound, the old man who was woken up opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked at the movement at the door a little strangely, he didn't understand what those people wanted to do, and he tilted his head again, he didn't understand what he was thinking, he felt as if he was looking for someone, what is a person, and what is Alang?

"Master, don't go out." Ye Lang shouted, anxious, but no one could hear him.

As if sensing someone calling, the old man opened his eyes wide and swept the room empty. Staggered up from the ground, walked to the door step by step, and looked carefully, the right leg was strangely curled, it should have been interrupted before, and then it was not carefully handled, and it was completely out of the appearance of ordinary people.

Just as they were thinking about each other, the door was opened from the inside, and what appeared in front of them was a bad old man who had no spiritual power, covered in rags and no longer able to see his original appearance, and the skin exposed to the air was mostly old and wounded.

"Humph!" Mu Feng was annoyed in his heart, he originally thought that it was an ancestor who lived in seclusion here, but he didn't expect it to be a mortal who had no spiritual power, looking like that, maybe he was a person who couldn't get along in the cultivation realm and hid here, and his initial caution was all a joke, how could he gain a foothold in front of several junior disciples.

It was still the middle-aged man who reacted, he had been in the outer door for a long time, and he had seen a lot of this situation: "Where is the thief, he actually broke into the territory of the Zixiao Sect to steal the elixir." ”

With his unfounded slanderous words, several people reacted, regardless of whether he and the old man were the masters of this place or not, since he was a mortal with no spiritual power, then these elixirs, as well as the houses that had not yet been explored, belonged to their Zixiao Sect, and they belonged to them.

"Zixiao?" The old man blinked, not knowing why.

Ye Lang's heart also tightened, and then it dimmed.

"Ah Lang ......" muttered in his mouth, and continued to slowly move over step by step.

As if to determine whether the old man was really like a mortal or disguised like this to confuse them, several people exchanged glances, and a stone flew from nowhere, directly hitting the old man's intact left leg, and a clear breaking sound could be heard, Ye Lang's eyes were split, the old man's left leg was hit, and his body fell down, directly smashing on the stone bench next to him, a big hole was cracked in his forehead, blood gushed out instantly, and his face and clothes were all blackened by blood.

When several people saw this scene, they did not have the slightest pity, and their faces showed even more smiles, and the old man wiped his eyes that were covered with blood, and when he saw the smiles of several people, he also showed a silly smile on his face.

Ye Lang, who was watching from the sidelines, wanted to wipe the blood on his forehead for him, but his body passed directly through the old man, and he never felt as weak as he was at this moment.

"Senior Brother Mu, it seems that this person looks like a fool."

Mu Feng didn't answer, he entered the house directly, and after a closer look, there was nothing special, and there were no magic weapons and spiritual weapons, which was in stark contrast to the hundred-year-old medicine field outside, and he was a little disappointed in his heart. Turn away. Seeing that the rest of the people also dug up all the elixirs on the small medicine field, there were more than a dozen wooden boxes piled up on the side, presumably they were given to him by filial piety, and they were not polite, and rolled up their long sleeves and put them all into the Qiankun bag.

After all the searches were cleaned, I saw that the stupid old man still moved to the edge of the waterhole little by little, and saw a faint splash in the waterhole, as if he felt the strong aura of human cultivation in this place, and the swimming was a little intense, but it was a snowfish swimming out of the hole, the snowfish was snow-white all over, the tail was large, the abdomen could be enlarged and contracted freely, the mouth was full of jagged teeth, and it was as sharp as a sword.

"The stone cave in that place is probably the purpose of our trip, and I see that although the surface of this cave is small, it seems that the water should be empty."

"If you go underwater, you must collide head-on with the snow fish." One of them worried.

As the only middle-aged man who had ever been here and was only this fish dangerous, he said: "I don't know what Senior Brother Mu can think, that snow fish can break through the ordinary defensive talismans brought by the disciples, and the number is unpredictable. ”

Although the preparation for coming this time is sufficient, but a few people do not want to risk their lives, there are not many water avoidance charms in their hands, Mu Feng has a magic weapon to hide the breath in his hand, but he has to constantly input spiritual power, and he doesn't know how far this section of the journey is, and when he doesn't know the way forward, he must not throw out his hole cards.

Here they thought about how to enter the water hole, Ye Lang's mind was all on the old man on the ground, the old man seemed to be a little thirsty, crawled to the water's edge with difficulty, picked up the water and drank it, regardless of the danger.

"Master, don't go over, it's dangerous." Ye Lang wanted to pull up the placket of the old man's clothes again and again, passing through it again and again, floating on the water to drive away those snow fish, but to no avail.

Although there is no spiritual power, the body that has been nourished by spiritual power for many years is still loved by those snowfish who like to eat the flesh and blood of monks, and they come to bite one after another, causing layers of splashes.

The movement here finally brought the eyes of those people to such a scene, and an idea popped up.

Mu Feng's eyes were even more crazy, but a mortal was like an ant to their monks, and he was still pretending to be a ghost there before, causing him to lose face among his fellow disciples, how could he be willing.

"Cut off his hands and feet, sprinkle the powder of Guiyuan Dan, and throw it into the pool where we came, which is also far from this hole."

"No, please let me go." Ye Lang only felt that his fluttering consciousness was being torn in pain, and he watched the old man being broken by several people, cutting his flesh and blood, and the red blood melted into the clear water, like a blooming flower on the other side, and the white snow fish were attracted to it one after another, shuttling through it. It's like a gorgeous ink painting.

"Please, don't go, save my master." Ye Lang walked through the old man's body again and again, trying to help the old man up.

Those Zixiao disciples had already avoided the snow fish and entered the cave through the magic weapon of concealing their aura one after another

Ye Lang sat paralyzed on the water, looking at the old man who had already exposed his deep white bones, hating himself for being an ignorant spirit state, hating himself for believing in others, and treating traitors and thieves as good friends and love: "Master, I'm sorry, it's Ah Lang who caused you to do this, Ah Lang is wrong, Ah Lang is wrong." ”。

The confusion in the old man's eyes gradually dissipated, and he looked at the body devoured by the snow fish and smiled.

"I don't regret it, I don't regret it." The old man looked like Ye Lang through the space, and wanted to touch her head, but it was already a white bone.

"Master, Master, I ......regret it" Looking at the white bones that were gradually sunk into the water, Ye Lang had accumulated emotions for a hundred years, and this moment reached the extreme, the resentment was soaring, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if to cover the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon were covered by it, and the entire Mangshan Mountain and even the Nine Domains were shocked. The crazy Ye Lang had no scruples, and the nearby aura that was disturbed by the resentment was irritable, as if he wanted to assimilate into it, but suddenly a black light fell from the sky, and Ye Lang's originally erratic spirit body was suddenly sucked into it, and she was already loveless, and there was no need to resist, anyway, it was boring to live like this.

In the darkness came the voice of the old and vicissitudes of life:

"Thou hast no regrets."

"What regrets?" Repent of not knowing people clearly, repenting of ignorance, regretting ignorance, regretting not knowing kindness, regretting listening to slander, regretting being angry, and regretting falling into the devil's way.

"Do you regret it?"

"Know!" How can you not know that when you were a child, you were displaced, you entered the Zixiao Sect and met your master for half a lifetime, and then you entered the Demon Dao, and your original intention was not there, and you were close to your relatives and confidants.

"Solvable? Can you be fooled? Can the defeat of the sect be solved? Confidant can be solved"

"If you don't want to save yourself, why should you save others?"

"Self-help, how to save yourself?"

There was no sound in the darkness, but suddenly a picture came into Ye Lang's mind, which was the scene after she died.

The Zixiao faction was completely annexed by the Mu Shi family, and Mu Yunxuan became the head of the sect, cultivating to the late stage of the transformation of gods, and became the most promising monk in Kyushu to ascend to the upper realm, but he was not allowed to ascend. After greedy for glory and wealth, the women around her were all as beautiful as flowers, and Bai Ningxue was unwilling to be one of them, she was forced into the devil's way, the meson space was robbed, her luck was robbed, and finally returned to the original world.

Mu Yunxuan intensified his efforts to delay his life, looking for all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures for himself and the people around him, and taking all the spiritual things in this world as his own, just like the emperors of the world, he was rigid and self-serving, causing everything in this world to be out of balance, and the way of heaven was not long.

And the catastrophe of heaven and earth has come, there is no way, no immortals, no spirits, no virtues, and no people who are incapable of being in charge in this world, how can they resist.

Heaven and earth are destroyed only in an instant, in an instant for ten thousand years.

Ye Lang opened her eyes, the scene in front of her was no longer in the Mangshan Mountains, but the endless void, the universe could no longer restrain her, and she felt that the whole person was integrated into the void.