"What are you doing? Don't run yet! One of them shouted loudly, waking Ben up.

Then he saw something he had never thought would happen in his life.

Gong Sique's expression was hideous, and he couldn't stop laughing, the black demonic energy spread around him, and the blood was like a flower blooming, waving his hand on the clothes on the sky and the ground, and gradually dyed the light in his eyes.

After fighting with Gong Siqi, one person shook to the ground, took a few steps back, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with difficulty: "No, he's too strong." ”

The strongest man struggled to cope with Gong Siqi's attack and shouted: "We are blocking here, and the rest of the people will send that child to each other, be sure to send him to a safe place!" ”

"Yes." Some of them set up the basics and took him away quickly.

Seeing this, Gong Sique was a little anxious, and hurriedly threatened: "Leave him behind, otherwise none of you people will be able to escape!" ”

The leader sneered: "I'm dreaming!" If you dare to kill one of us today, you will wait to accept the wrath of the entire Southern Wild Goose Sect! ”

Gong Sique's face gradually darkened, his strength was far above them, and he had long wanted to kill them, but he had always been afraid of the Southern Yan faction behind them.

Although the Nanyan faction is not the strongest sect, but their power is the strongest, they have saved a lot of people over the years, how much power more or less some people have been saved, regardless of status, therefore, they can be regarded as becoming kind to them, if the Nanyan faction is in trouble one day, how can they not help?

Of course, there are many people who have offended, but seeing that their children may be saved because of them in the future, no one dares to make too many mistakes.

Also, they are well-known for protecting people, you can hurt their people, because this can only be blamed on their lack of strength, but if he kills them, then there will be a mistake, and there will be no place for him in the entire immortal world, not only to avoid them everywhere and send people to hunt him down, but also affect his cultivation.

This elixir of immortality is not necessary, it is only specially prepared to prevent him from becoming a god without the strength in the future. If you lose your life for this elixir, it will be worth the loss.

Gong Sique thought a lot, had a measure in his heart, and turned around and left instead of fighting.

That's good! Let's come a long way!

Ben Mo was sent to each other all the way, but the scene just now was always reflected in his eyes.

That's his master? He actually stayed with someone like that for five years?

"Okay, this place is where our Southern Wild Goose Sect gathers, and there are elders in charge all year round, so you have nothing to do for the time being."

"Thank you." Ben Mo sincerely said that if it weren't for them, he wouldn't know what would have happened today.

"Little brother is too polite." One laughed a few times, and said proudly: "We are chivalrous, how can we not make a move?" It's you, how could you be in the hands of such a powerful demon. ”

"I ......," he said, "I was tricked into doing medicine five years ago. ”

"What! Five years ago? The other person said in shock, "You've been in that demon's hands for five years, just to let you make medicine?" Did he do anything to you? ”

Benmo's voice was a little choked: "No, he didn't do anything to me, he has always been very good to me, I only found out about this matter today, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of it at all, it's just ......"

"Just what?"

"I read it today in the book he forgot to put away, and the elixir he wanted to refine was...... The elixir of immortality. ”

One of them couldn't help but interrupt Ben Mo and said, "What? Is he crazy, longing for immortality? Doesn't it say that if you become a god, you can live forever? ”

One person touched his chin and thought: "That's right, he refining this pill is afraid that he won't be able to ascend to the gods, but I'm afraid this pill needs more than just you." ”

Benmo's eyelids drooped, his fists clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course, the main medicinal material for refining this pill is not the spirit grass, but the child's heart!" ”

The man who had just spoken asked in a trembling voice, "How much?" ”

Benmo swallowed, trying his best to calm his voice: "Four hundred." ”

There was a round of exclamations.

The man's face was gloomy, and he said, "Don't worry, we will report this matter truthfully, and we will capture him soon, and you will be safe then." ”

"So where are you going now? He hasn't caught it yet, he will definitely come to you again, or you can stay here, there are elders here, he doesn't dare to make a mistake. ”

Motomo looked at the person who cared about him gratefully, and politely refused: "No, I still have to go back to the temple, I haven't been back for five years, I don't know what happened there." ”

"Well, then you should be careful, and come here whenever there is danger."

"Okay."

Ben Mo's mood was very complicated, and he asked a lot of passers-by along the way, and the scenery in front of him gradually became familiar.

It still hasn't changed here, every grass and tree is the same as it was five years ago, but people are not the same people as they were five years ago.

When I walked into the temple, a person walked up and habitually asked, "...... is the donor?"

"Grass?"

The man exclaimed and asked in disbelief, "Xiao Mo? ”

"It's me."

The name of the small grassland is Keli, this nickname was given to him by laughing at his size when he was a child, and it is estimated that he is the only one who will call him that.

"It's really you." Xiaocao hugged him excitedly and said, "Where have you run all these years, I am so worried." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm back now, and I'm not going to leave again. By the way, what about hosting? ”

"This ......" Xiaocao's expression was a little embarrassed.

Benmo had a bad premonition, grabbed his clothes and asked excitedly, "Abbot, what's wrong with him?" ”

"After you left, the abbot blamed himself and sent people everywhere to look for you, but he didn't hear a word about it. So I ......"

His heart sank little by little, no wonder there was always a hint of dodging in his eyes when he saw him.

Ben Mo yelled: "What's the matter! How do you talk about it! ”

Xiaocao was frightened by him and stammered, "Sick, sick, sick." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he rushed to the abbot's house, and when he passed by the main hall, he glanced at the Buddha and felt as if he was looking at him.

Benmo shook his head, he must have thought too much.

When he came to the abbot's house, he raised his hand but lowered it.

Does he still have the face to see him? Suddenly disappeared without saying anything, he was obviously so good to him, but he still had to doubt him, not to mention, he was ...... It's not the same person he used to be.

Ben Mo suddenly slapped himself, what do you want to do, the host must be worried, he will be happy when he comes back, as for the matter of him becoming a demon cultivator...... Let it be up to the abbot to decide, even if he wants him to die, he will go, and bear the sins he has created, no matter what.

He gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to push the door open.

An old voice sounded from the room: "Ke Li, they all said that I am not sick, take the medicine away, I will not take it!" ”

Benmo's eyes were instantly buried with tears, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and he said, "Abbot ......"

Hearing this familiar voice, Fuji suddenly got up from the bed, stretched out his hand to him in disbelief and asked, "Is that you?" Ins and outs? ”

"It's me, it's me, it's the end." Motomo held back the tears in his eyes.

I haven't seen him for five years, Fu Ji seems to have lost weight several times, he is dozens of years old, and his sunken eyes and unkempt white beard all show how bad he has been in the past five years.

With tears in his eyes, Fuji said several times: "Okay, good, it's good to come back." ”

"Don't you want to ask me where I've been in the past five years?"

"It's good to come back, I'll listen if you want to say it, and if you don't want to say it, I won't force it."

Benmo couldn't hold back any longer, threw himself into his arms, and cried: "Abbot, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have left......"

"Silly boy, you've suffered all these years."

It's obvious that you have suffered, okay, you are afraid of me every day, you have lost so much weight, but you still care about me, how could I doubt that you don't want me before? Even if the whole world doesn't want me anymore, you will still touch my head and say, it's okay, you still have me.

"It's not bitter, I'm not bitter at all." If there's anything wrong with that, it's without you.

"Okay, okay, you should be happy to see me, what are you crying about, you don't know and think I'm bullying you." Fukuji quipped with a smile.

"No, who dares to say, how could the abbot bully me."

"Then are you going to stay in the temple and not leave?"

"I ......" Ben Mo bowed his head.

"What's wrong?" Fuji suddenly had a bad premonition.

"I can't stay in the temple anymore."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not qualified to stay here." Benmo's hand was raised, and black demonic energy gradually appeared, climbing on his arm.

Fuji looked at him in shock: "You ......"

Ben Mo told Fu Ji all the things that had happened in the past five years, including what he had seen in the book and what had just happened.

Fu Ji listened to his experience in silence before he spoke, "So, the reason why you went with that demon path person is because you want to cultivate?" ”

"Yes, I don't want to die." I don't want to leave you.

Fukuji sighed and said slowly, "It's my fault, I didn't tell you, in fact, there is another result besides what they said. There is a place full of people like you who can't cultivate, and I was going to take you there to live in seclusion, but I didn't expect that you would have disappeared before I could tell you, so I should have told you earlier. ”

Fukuji's words plunged into his heart like a sharp cone, and he turned pale and took a few steps back.

"Do you know why those who can't cultivate have to die? Because they don't have any value to this world, but once they leave here, it's different. ”

What has he done all these years? Everything he did became a bubble, not to mention that he also betrayed Buddhism and became a demon cultivator.

Why? Why tell him this today? Why is this?

Momoku shook his head, looked pained, and ran out.

Fukuji shouted eagerly from behind, "Come back, don't do anything stupid." ”