"I'm going to capture you alive this time." Cong Bingqing said in a natural tone.

Luo Huainan raised his sword and began to rush towards the crowd, and the sect members holding weapons at the front were so frightened that they retreated again and again, and could only rely on their faith in their sect leader, barely supporting themselves in front of this murderous faceless man.

In their minds, they were actually fighting for the Sect Master for the first time, and even though they had faced many enemies, all memories would be erased from their minds when those enemies died at the hands of Cong Bingqing.

If it weren't for Luo Huainan, who Cong Bingqing had let Huo Que Er kill with his bare hands, they wouldn't even remember Luo Huainan's face.

[In view of the general environment,

"Was!" The white-haired red-boy girl pulled out the scimitar at her waist and leaned over and rushed towards the other party.

As the saintess of Huoluan Peak, Huo Que Er didn't take Luo Huainan in her eyes at all, even if she didn't use any supernatural power, she could easily cut off Luo Huainan's head with the sword technique she had practiced for many years, just like the first time.

The sword stabbed out like lightning! White light like a rainbow!

The scimitar grazed the blade of the sword and pulled out sparks, entangled with the momentum, and the bewitching figure danced away from the fatal stab, and then with a flick of the wrist, the curved blade drew a neat red line on the snow-white slender collarbone, and then the tip of the knife poked under the collarbone, hooking the bone.

The pain was enough to make an average person unconscious.

She wants to live, not die.

But Luo Huainan didn't feel it, and even when her collarbone was pulled by a sharp scimitar, her body didn't move at all, as if this body was a lifeless puppet and didn't feel any pain.

"What's going on?" The fire sparrow frowned slightly, her face puzzled.

At this moment of distraction, the tip of Luo Huainan's sword had already pressed against her ribs!

She couldn't dodge because they were all fighting as mortals, and it was too tricky.

"Bang!"

Luo Huainan's head exploded, and the sharp sword missed its head in the air, grazing the sleeve of the fire sparrow, and fell to the ground with a thud - it was Cong Bingqing who made a move.

At the same time, Cong Bingqing felt a slight pain in his collarbone, the pain was short, sharp, like a pinprick, fleeting, no different from ordinary muscles and bones, even if it appeared in ordinary people, it would not feel abnormal.

At the same time, she felt that another group of people she had sent had already met with Su Lin.

She sensed the aura of her followers, disappearing one by one, while Su Lin kept approaching her.

This was unexpected, but it could also be said to be expected, although she couldn't think of why Su Lin could defeat dozens of sword-wielding mortals under the Heavenly Strip, but combined with Su Lin's previous actions in the Ant Immortal Gate, it was not surprising to do this.

"Firesparrow, if you can use spells, can you deal with her alone?" Cong Bingqing asked.

Firefinch's eyes were cold, and she shook off the blood on the scimitar: "It's easy!"

"Then I'll deal with the other person, and you can go to her." Cong Bingqing turned his head to look in the direction Su Lin was coming from, let the disciples stay where they were, and walked alone along the dead street towards the city gate.

….

She knows that she has been able to get to where she is today because of luck, not strength.

Whether it was the escape when the Ant Immortal Gate was destroyed, or the mysterious whispers that I heard later, so that later, in front of the huge lake boulder, a conversation with the young man, everything was luck, a kind of indescribable guidance.

And she wants nothing more than to resurrect her brother and sister.

She is different from Su Lin, Su Lin can be invincible with the blessing of Tianzun, but she can only carefully walk on thin ice, keep probing, and choose the most reassuring one among the unpredictable paths...... She just wanted to go home.

Fighting with Su Lin, she must not take it lightly, when she met Luo Huainan, she knew that there would be this, and she was prepared for this.

She deliberately didn't bring believers because she had already arranged believers in various hidden corners of Wu'an City, so that they would no longer look at her secretly all the time.

She hides the gaze of mortals,

In order to make Su Lin take it lightly and cast spells easily.

Presumably, even if you are the Holy Son of Heaven, if you violate the rules of heaven, you will inevitably have the only ending of going mad.

Thinking about it, Cong Bingqing smelled blood, and the familiar figure reflected Tong Kong, he stood in the middle of the street, pinched the neck of a sect member with one hand, and pinched it gently, and a very slight bone cracking sound came from the neck.

"I forgot to tell you that before I even started cultivating, I would be able to fight off a nest of bandits by myself." Su Lin dropped the dead man in his hand, turned his head to look at the contrarian, and finished greeting and greeting with his eyes.

"Senior Brother Su, don't come unharmed, I'm not crazy when we meet you again, it's good." Cong Bingqing smiled.

Su Lin rolled up his sleeves and began to write with his fingernails on his arm, and said as he wrote, "Actually, when I first learned that the rebel I was going to kill was you, I was still a little hesitant, and I was surprised to hear that you had killed a lot of Yuan Infants."

"You have to be serious about lying, at least pretend to be disappointed, right?" Cong Bingqing smiled, "Can you not fight?"

"It could have been, but not now, you shouldn't have killed that child in Baiyun Village." Su Lin said.

Cong Bingqing thought for a while, and his eyes lit up: "Oh, that kid, I didn't kill him, he committed suicide himself."

Su Lin didn't answer, just looked at her coldly.

Cong Bingqing smiled and explained seriously: "Really, after he handed over the box to me, he committed suicide and directly cut off his head with a scythe that cut the grain, I know it's hard for you to believe it, after all, with that kind of sickle, even if you let someone else cut off your head, you may not be able to cut it off.

But I'm not lying, you see I came alone, I didn't bring anyone, that's my sincerity, I don't want to be your enemy at all, you saved me, so I don't want to lie to you."

Su Lin saw Cong Bingqing escape from the wooden box on his back and throw it to him far away.

Su Lin took it with one hand, but he didn't dare to peek into the things in the box from a special perspective, because there might still be mortals watching them in the dark, and if they used immortal means at this time, they would inevitably be punished by heaven.

He threw the wooden box to Cong Bingqing again: "Open it and show me."

"So careful?" Cong Bingqing smiled and opened the wooden box, which contained a crumpled book.

….

She threw the book to Su Lin in the air, and briefly summarized: "It is written how to let a lowly cultivator cast spells uncontrollably, as long as you follow the above steps, you can make other monks cast spells on time when you want him to cast spells."

Su Lin couldn't hold back his laughter: "What are you kidding? You don't think you can bluff me with this exercise, do you?"

Su Lin had thought of this technique a long time ago, and he had also mentioned it to Lu Zhuyu.

And Lu Zhuyu also said that this kind of time bomb method cannot deceive Tiantiao at all.

If you use special means to make a monk exert his magical powers in front of everyone, Tiantiao will not only punish that monk, but also punish you who is behind the scenes.

Far from being stupid and dull, the rules with loopholes can be exploited, it follows the absolute law of cause and effect, and not only will it instantly extinguish the time bomb that is about to explode, but even the bomb maker who has long since escaped cannot escape its punishment.

Therefore, the skills recorded in this ancient book will never escape the punishment of heaven.

Su Lin held this old secret book and flipped through a few pages at random to determine that it was unique.

The paper used in this book is also very elaborate, shiny, and apparently specially treated to keep it for a long time.

But, it's not the key!

"How?" Su Lin said coldly.

"I can tell you that if you are willing to make a concentric spell with me, promise not to kill me, promise not to leak secrets, I am willing to tell you." Cong Bingqing said seriously.

Su Lin was silent, he was thinking.

I have to say that Cong Bingqing's proposal is really very tempting, and it can even be said that this is the most tempting transaction that Su Lin has ever heard of in cultivating immortals.

The Mo family and Luo Tianmen formed an alliance to cultivate the divine power of the gods of Chu Beiling

The martial arts are just to be able to push the major sects.

And this kind of thing, the current Cong Bingqing can do it alone, and the secret she is carrying at this moment is a rare secret that Luo Tianmen and the Mo family are extremely eager for, but can't ask for.

It's not that he can't trade, but the premise is that Cong Bingqing didn't kill Luo Huainan's younger brother, and now she hasn't gone crazy.

"Shall we talk?" Su Lin walked to the wine shop on the street, single-handedly took apart the door panel that had been beaten early, and then kicked the door open.

"If you want to drink, can you drink it on the street?" Cong Bingqing smiled.

"Whatever you want."

This sentence proves that the other party really planted a mortal in the dark, so he didn't dare to enter the store.

But it doesn't matter, now Su Lin just wants to ask some questions clearly.

Su Lin walked into the store, took a few jars of good wine from the cabinet, returned to the street, and sat on the floor.

Cong Bingqing straightened her skirt and sat down opposite Su Lin, she took the wine jar thrown by Su Lin, lifted the lid, and took a sip very subtlely and elegantly.

"Good wine! The miscellaneous flavor in it is better than that brewed by the sect!" Cong Bingqing wiped away the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said a little lonely, "I want to be a mortal in the future, maybe we won't meet again, what do you want to talk about?"

"I want to talk about you, what you have been doing since we separated, and what you plan to do now, just talk about yourself, before I drink this jar of wine." Su Lin said.

When Cong Bingqing heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Are you so concerned about me after we separated? Is it because of the unsuccessful double cultivation of the Ant Immortal Gate? If you want, you can do it now, as long as you're willing to let me go."

….

"No, just wondering if you're crazy." Su Lin also took a sip.

His words made Cong Bingqing put away his smile and his expression became serious.

Cong Bingqing groaned for a while, and slowly spoke:

"It's been almost two years, and after the Ant Immortal Gate was gone, I have been practicing alone, just like being tricked into the Ant Immortal Gate, alone in the deep mountains and old forests, between the streets and alleys, just practicing quietly, no different from before.

If I have to say it, I have a lot of dreams, I often dream of Zongyu, I dream of my little brother and sister, and I dream that when I didn't start cultivating immortals, my life was really happy at that time.

Then I forgot why I started cultivating.

Why did you start cultivating?"

"There's nothing to say, there are some things that you don't see, and you can't turn a blind eye when you see them." Su Lin said.

"This answer really has your style, but I am different from you, I went wrong from the beginning, I should not have taken this path, only by becoming a monk, I know how good it is to be a mortal, a thousand good!

Even if you can't see anything, even if you only have a hundred years of life, it's good to spend it peacefully with your family, even if it's going to the fields to farm and work, carry water, wash dishes, sleep in bed with a bad man, and then get pregnant for ten months and have a child.

After giving birth to a child, I am more tired and bitter, relying on my little brothers and sisters to help me live, watching the child grow up slowly, growing old slowly, and finally watching my child get married, and have grandchildren, after enjoying the family, one day die in bed, or be killed by demons unknowingly.

It sounds very bitter, but it's actually very good, think about it carefully, compared to ordinary women, is it a good life? I am a hundred times more beautiful than them, because my life source is good to guard Yuanyin, I don't want to touch a man if I don't find a suitable Taoist partner, I'm still the same when I'm hundreds of years old, I have no children, and I don't have younger brothers and sisters.

I have a lot more experience than mortal women, and I have seen more of the world, but what have I seen?

Cut off people's Dan wombs to make Chengcheng Dedan, use magic powers to crush other monks into slag, cut them with a sword, or pick up your own broken bones yourself, sew them up with needles and threads, meditate every day, and feel the continuous flow of qi."

Cong Bingqing tilted his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "See? What if all the bad things happen to a monk, what if they are beautiful? Every day I was scared, and I rarely looked in the mirror.

What about living a long life? There is no acquaintance around at all, and the dead are crazy and crazy. If you're not crazy, you're still on your sister's back

, cutting three hundred and sixty-seven knives.

It's better to be a monk than to be a mortal!"

A glimmer of crystal appeared in the corner of Cong Bingqing's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

She suddenly changed her words and said, "Then I heard that Huoluan Peak has a method that can resurrect the dead, so I went.

They can extract thoughts about a certain person from your memory, and then use these thoughts to weave into the person you are most familiar with, what you think, he is what he is.

So, I'm helping them now, as long as I capture one more Yuan Infant alive, they will help me resurrect my little brother and little sister, and then I will be incognito and become a mortal, and you may not find me."

"Where's Tenjo? How did you break the rules of heaven?" Su Lin asked.

Cong Bingqing took another sip of wine: "This, it's a long story.

At the beginning, when I went to Huoluan Peak, I didn't even see the face of the elder, only one true disciple told me that if it wasn't for the Yuanying Realm, I wanted to ask them to do something in Huoluan Peak, but there was no door.

So I went down the hill and wandered in a daze, and I didn't know what I had done, until one day a voice ...... I'm not sure if there's a voice, perhaps, it's just a gut feeling.

It took me north, and I went all the way, and then I came to the great lake and saw the stone."

The moon is in the cold abyss