Chapter 181: Burial

Sheng Canglan didn't even change his posture, he looked at the man condescendingly, his eyes were pitying.

He rarely said mean words, but at this time, he didn't know which string in his heart was touched, and he opened his mouth slightly.

"Of course I know what I am, whether you think I'm coy, or inconsistent, as a dying person, you should save some strength and close your eyes."

When Sang Yao heard this, his internal organs surged, and he coughed up a pool of blood.

"Farewell."

Sheng Canglan put down this sentence and picked up Chi Qingqiu, who was unconscious and injured on the side.

Although she was cautious, she didn't know which wound she touched the other party, and she couldn't help but moan in her coma.

He thought for a moment and put his finger on her, and a steady stream of spiritual power came in, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After doing all this, he left the place and never looked back.

……

Sang Yao's eyes gradually blurred.

There was no pain in his whole body, and there seemed to be fire burning in his throat.

At this time, ordinary people would faint from such pain, but he still remained awake.

Sang Yao's willpower has always been tenacious, and it was precisely because of his tenacious willpower that the master was willing to accept him. Compared to the other disciples of the master, he does not belong to the category of outstanding talents, but he has an energy that will not stop until he reaches his goal.

The thunder around them resounded in the sky, and once this thunderstorm fell, no living thing would be spared.

Unwilling to gradually surge, but he has no other way.

This world is so cruel, it also descends on the world, and it also begins to cultivate, what a person with good talent can easily do, ordinary people need to spend ten times and a hundred times more strength.

Those who were born with a good birth, the family has devoted all their cultivation, what elixir and spiritual weapons are given without money, how can an ordinary person like him with no background compare?

Later, I was fortunate to be favored by the master.

But once again, he found the gap between himself and his brothers.

At first, you can barely make up for it if you try hard enough, but as time goes by, it becomes more and more difficult, like an insurmountable chasm.

How unjust Heaven is!

He was also a teenager with dreams and beliefs at the beginning, and since he was a child, he has seen the difference between people, and some people can easily play with his fate in the palm of his hand.

He was beaten, he was abused, and everyone could step on it.

Like a dog.

Everyone said that he was lucky to be accepted as a disciple by such a master.

But so what?

What the brothers and sisters can do, he has to spend thousands of times more effort, and in the end, he may not be able to do it well.

Among them, Sheng Canglan is one of the best.

The glorious senior brother easily lived the way he wanted. He could only smile kindly and applaud with the people around him.

Jealousy grows in dark corners.

He hated his own incompetence, hated his ordinariness, hated this huge ravine that could never be crossed!

Later, there was an opportunity.

There was a hidden secret room in the library that Master had repeatedly stressed that no one was allowed to enter.

Once, Sang Yao became curious.

He went in with great pain, and found that under the heavy protection, it turned out to be a dilapidated exercise.

It records a method that can forcibly improve people's strength, but it only requires the corpse of a living creature to refine it.

Like a moth that sees light in the dark, Sang Yao plunged into it, not caring if the fire would burn him.

After all, he was so eager to change himself.

Sang Yao was only refining with the corpses of some animals at first, but when he found that the method of using human life sacrifice was faster to cultivate, he couldn't help but waver.

Desire, something that can never be filled.

Thereupon.

Step by step, he got to where he is today.

Sang Yao couldn't count how many souls he had.

He vaguely remembered a woman begging him to spare him because she was still carrying a fetus in her arms. At that time, she had tears in her eyes and told him that it was okay for her to die, but she really couldn't give up the unborn child in her womb.

Sang Yao remembered that he was obviously shaken at that time.

Later, I don't remember what happened, only a terrible scream.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the knife in his hand had pierced the woman's heart......

With a "bang", the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and Sang Yao was in a trance.

It is probably this magic that confuses the mind, and sometimes he can't tell what he is doing.

Since then, I've just let it go.

Now thinking of the dead faces, Sang Yao can't tell what mood he feels in his heart.

In fact, now that I think about it, when he was accepted as a disciple by his master, Sheng Canglan took good care of him.

At that time, he also praised himself for his strong mind.

When Sheng Canglan's attitude changed, it was when he found out that he was refining evil magic with animal corpses

What did he think at that time? Think he's ridiculous and disgusting?

Sang Yao still remembers that day vividly.

It was Sheng Canglan who found himself and asked him if he was secretly refining evil arts.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it at that time, he said earnestly that all this was his ghost's trick, and begged him not to tell his master and give him another chance.

At that time, Sheng Canglan hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

But once a person has a shortcut, it will become the only way.

Sang Yao closed his eyes.

A tear in the corner of his eye, long overdue.

Was he really wrong?

The thunder on the horizon grew louder and louder, and it was crushing down. Just when Sang Yao thought that he was going to die, a figure appeared not far away.

It was a purple-eyed man with horns on his head, slowly walking towards his location.

……

And that's the end of the scene.

Mu Jiujiu sighed in his heart, but also had some doubts.

I don't know if the scene in this illusion is real, and the purple-eyed man finally appeared, she was sure that she had never seen it, who was this person?

Did Sang Yao die in the end?

She was thinking about it, and the picture in front of her was rippling like water waves, and what came into her eyes was another picture.

……

Tree-lined landscape.

It seemed to be a good day, but what came into view was a dilapidated small bamboo house, and a young girl squatted on the edge of the dirt to bury a spirit bird.

Although the other party's face was covered with dust, Mu Jiujiu could see at a glance that the other party was Chi Qingqiu when he was young.

"Ah Xun." She called softly.

This spirit bird is Xiao Qingqiu's only partner for so many years.

At first, she didn't know what the name of the bird was, but she was told that it was called a magpie.

Xiao Qingqiu still remembers the first time she saw it, it was in winter.

It was thin and small, much weaker than it is now.

Xiao Qingqiu had heard it said before that a nest of Chaotian magpies generally has more than a dozen brothers and sisters, and their reproductive ability is very strong.

If the food is not sufficient, the mother will choose to abandon the weaker offspring to ensure that there is more energy to feed the next chicks.