The vague meaning in the original book should be that Song Wu's cultivation is much higher than that of these people, and they did a lot of tricks and feet in the early stage.

First of all, in order to be able to take down Song Wu, they first deliberately released the blood demon that had been sealed for many years, and because of the seal, most of the blood demon's cultivation was cut off, and in order to restore the cultivation at its peak, they slaughtered the city in the world, and many mortals and monks were all killed.

The Blood Demon is an ancient demon race, which is very different from the monks offered by the cultivation realm where the spiritual energy is depleted today.

can fight with it, only Song Wu, the first person in the cultivation realm.

Supposedly, the Blood Demon had already come out at this time. Fu Wanzheng thought about it and sighed, these people are really selfish to the extreme.

Sure enough, within a few days, all the five major factions in the cultivation realm gathered at Qiuhua Gate.

"Yesterday, 150,000 people in Wutong City died at the hands of blood demons, and none of them survived."

"There are 8,000 people in Qingque Town, 100,000 people in Fuhua City, and nearly one million people in the entire Nanxia Province......"

Everyone's faces were solemn, and Du Lin slapped the table even more, "This monster is really unconscionable!" ”

"A few of us are here today to ask the Clear Frost Monarch to take action, so that the blood demon will not continue to cause chaos and hurt the innocent!"

"Please take a shot!"

"Please take a shot!"

……

When Fu Wan heard these numbers, his back was cold. Sure enough, as long as it doesn't hurt itself, I feel that no matter how sharp and vicious the blade is, it doesn't hurt.

Even fellow people know how painful such an injury is.

"Naturally, I won't sit idly by and watch this." Fu Wan said lightly.

"Then I will wait, and put the safety of the people in the world in the hands of Qingshuang Jun." Several people bowed respectfully.

Fu Wan glanced at a few people lightly, "The safety of the people in this world is not something that can be held up by my own hands." We have the least number of people in Qiuhua Sect, and several of your factions have set aside fifty inner gates to guard everywhere and guard against blood demons. ”

The faces of several people suddenly became ugly.

They looked at each other a few times, and finally their gaze fell on the faces of the heads of the other houses, which were slightly lower than those of the others.

The head had no choice but to say: "The Blood Demon was originally an ancient demon clan, and now it has sucked the flesh and blood of millions of people, even a few of our heads can't deal with it, let alone the disciples of the sect?" After a pause, he continued, "Although the Blood Demon is rampant, it only sucks those mortals and unorthodox cultivators. The fifty inner disciples of each faction can be regarded as the new seedlings that have exhausted the cultivation realm. Which is more important...... Wangqing Shuangjun considered it. ”

Fu Wan didn't speak for a while.

Du Lin said slowly: "You mean that your disciple's life is more valuable than the life of a mortal?" My generation cultivates immortals, and the cultivation of the mind is the supreme, you are so ......"

Fu Wan is just cold in his heart, no matter which world it is, everyone judges the value by resources. Even a seven-year-old child knows that all beings are equal, and a hundred-year-old man will still divide people into three, six, nine and so on according to resources.

"I mean, let your inner disciples cover up their breath for mortals, or set up formations to delay and reduce casualties. Cultivating immortals, the aura in your body consumes the aura of the world, and it is the resource that robs the rest of the living beings of time, so you also bear the responsibility of protecting the common people in the world. Fu Wan's eyes were three points cold, "You are so forced to stay out of the matter, have you forgotten the teachings of your ancestor when you entered the Tao at the age of seven!" ”

The four heads of the sect were very embarrassed by Fu Wan's words, but they still smiled and said: "It's me and the disciples who are worried, and I didn't have time to listen to Qingshuangjun's words, so I misunderstood." Of course, our generation should take on the responsibility of protecting the common people, this is certain! ”

Fu Wan nodded and said to Du Lin: "Senior brother, this matter will be handed over to you to keep an eye on." ”

The word "staring" was used, and the faces of the four heads were even more ugly.

"Senior sister, don't worry." Song Wu has a cold temperament, Du Lin has been in charge of diplomatic affairs over the years, and he is used to the faces of these people.

In fact, the vast majority of people in the world have such faces.

It's not bad, it's not even virtuous, it's just selfishness, it's just nature. It is the cultivation of immortals, and the good and evil of human nature in the bones are still there in the end.

After Fu Wan finished explaining, he turned around and went out. As soon as her mind moved, Qingshuang flew her back to Wuchu Mountain.

She sat on the Chaoyu tree and drank osmanthus wine, the osmanthus wine was very sweet, and she felt a little drunk and happy after drinking. Fu Wan felt a little happier and asked her to be Song Wu, but she really didn't have such a good heart as Song Wu.

Maybe Song Wu has also been sad, but he still has no regrets?

Song Jing practiced his sword not far away, picking and stabbing one by one, and his spiritual power was like waves of Chaoyu petals all over the ground, flying up like rain. He looked quietly at the woman in white on the tree through the blurred petals, a little paranoid and stubborn smile curled into his lips.

From the first time he saw Song Wu, it was difficult for him to explain the familiar feeling, like the hatred of the old world, so thick that he couldn't breathe.

But it also made him mad and wanted to get close to her, pull her down from such a clean and distant place, struggle with endless negative emotions like him, and want her to be by his side.

Fu Wan sighed, always intending to divert his attention, "Ah Jing." ”

She turned around and jumped off the tree trunk, and slowly walked to Song Jing's side, the long sword in the young man's hand was unsheathed, and it was in the middle of the trunk of the Yu tree, and the flowers fell on Song Wu's long black hair, which made her clean and white face with a hint of softness.

"The mortal blood demon is rampant, I have to go down the mountain to subdue him." Fu Wan deliberately said it very ordinary, bent his eyebrows and laughed.

Song Jing was stunned, "I'll go with Shizun." ”

Fu Wan Zhengse, "You are now in the middle stage of Jindan's cultivation, and you are definitely no match for the Blood Demon." She raised her hand, and a book appeared in her palm, "Go to retreat for three months, and when I come back, you will have to go up at least one level." ”

Song Jing's dark eyes looked at Song Wu fixedly, she was rarely so stern.

Even though he rarely left Wuchu Mountain, he knew how terrible the Blood Demon had been during this time. Millions of people were just lost in the mouth of a blood demon. Even though Shizun is so strong that he can't even compare to a finger, but such a powerful Shizun is still difficult to deal with the divine beasts of the ancient period, and how can he be better than the blood demon that has sucked millions of people.

"I'm with Shizun." Song Jing said stubbornly.

The master put him to death several times. Even if he died, he couldn't let Shizun be alone in danger.

Fu Wan knew that he would be like this, and with a movement of her fingertips, a rope was tied to Song Jing's body.

"The door will open in three months." After Fu Wan finished speaking, Qingshuang carried Song Jing into the cave in the back mountain, and closed the cave door with a bang.

Fu Wan looked at the empty Wuchu Mountain and sighed slowly. In fact, she is also selfish, she is very afraid that Song Jing will confront people who are not opponents for her sake of her, like in her previous life, and end up covered in blood.

Qingshuang Sword sensed that his master was in a bad mood, and also let out a few low sounds.

Fu Wan looked at the Qingshuang Sword, and a sense of calm slowly rose in his heart.

Compassion and gentleness are Song Wu, and firm forward is also Song Wu.

Looking at the avenue of the world, the pursuit of worry-free longevity, Song Wu and Fu Wan are not afraid!