Chapter 19 is like a calamity

Qinglong jumped down from the tree, put all the medicinal herbs in his sleeve, helped the two of them to jump onto the tree, and took a light breath to the bottom and flew to the inn. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky is faintly bright, the stars are faintly visible, and some people have already smoked and gotten up early to work! The green dragon flew from the sky, and many people knelt down to worship after seeing it, although they knew that they could not ask for immortal fate like this, but if they did not worship the immortals, it would be an insult to the immortals in their eyes! The green dragon swept by, flew into the inn, and saw that Mu Ziqing was already in the room!

Mu Ziqing woke up and came to Qinglong, and when he came in, he saw that the people were gone, and the luggage was gone. Fortunately, Mu Ziqing didn't wake up early, if it was earlier, I'm afraid I would have to fly all over the sky to find Qinglong!

"Master, what's wrong with him?" Mu Ziqing went up to ask flatteringly!

Qinglong listened to Shigong's words, and felt that he was still tired just now, and immediately refreshed. What is the meaning of the master? How old is the master? Is Lao Tzu that old? Is Lao Tzu that old? Is Lao Tzu old? Is he old? Mu Ziqing and the old Qinglong are also shocked as if they are about to have convulsions! Such a powerful person still has convulsions from time to time?

"Don't call me Master! I'm not that kid's master. Qinglong jumped on the beam and lay down comfortably.

Mu Ziqing felt that he couldn't believe it, could it be that he had been deceived like this? Didn't I recognize a master for nothing? Weaker than myself and younger than myself? Am I being pitted? What's the use of me recognizing him? The more Mu Ziqing thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, and the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes!

"Go out and close the door!" Qinglong closed his eyes and whispered. Qinglong didn't know if he was his master, maybe his fate was so wonderful. Mu Ziqing "snapped" the door shut, and knocked on the wooden board as she walked! Qinglong shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, such a girl, whoever married was unlucky! I think back then, I was proud of the spring breeze, and she was just a couple in her beauty...... Qinglong thought about it and fell asleep.

It is said that the most mysterious ghost sect in the world, according to folklore, the ghost sect was originally established to prevent ghosts from doing evil in the world! At the beginning, the Ghost Sect was powerful and powerful, and it was the first sect in the world! Later, for some reason, a Wanqi Sect came out to compete with the Ghost Sect for the first sect in the world, and for some reason, the Ghost Sect disappeared from then on, and slowly became more and more mysterious! Now people can only know that there is such a sect that cultivates immortals.

Moreover, ordinary people in the territory of the Ghost Sect can't approach it at all, even cultivators who have entered the Dao don't want to approach casually.

"Sect Master, the current young talents have all been born, two days ago, there was information that Mu Ziqing appeared in Baicheng, and Shuangying from the Valley of the Burial God also came out of the valley and entered the world! Sect Master, look ......" The old man suddenly muttered in a low voice, waiting for the Sect Master in front of him to answer.

"Well, it's time to be born! It's time to be born! It's time for the Ghost Sect to be born! You go and convey my warrant to the elders, and everything goes according to plan!"

Baijie Mountain, "whoosh" and "whoosh" two sky-breaking figures, shuttle in the jungle.

"Elder Purple, how is that group of people from the Ten Thousand Qi Sect?"

"Young Pavilion Master, everything is fine with the people of the Wanqi Sect, it's just ...... It's Miss Lin...... It seems that she has lost her way in the mountains and cannot find her companion!"

"We've all found what we're looking for, let's send her out!"

"All listen to the young pavilion master!"

On Xuandao Mountain, Xuandao Peak!

"Master...... I! I've entered the Dao! Is there still a Dao number?"

"Hehe, what do you want to call it? Is it the Golden Boy or the Wooden Boy?"

Fang Ling took a few breaths: "Golden Boy! I'm not worse than him!"

"Okay! Okay! Five years later, you come up! Haha!" The head of the sect couldn't help but shout when he saw his apprentice so angry. Who said that I Xuansong didn't have a great chance? Who said that my Xuansong was not as good as Xuanqing? Old man! I was no worse than him! Even the apprentices I taught would not be worse than him! What was the chance? What was the good chance? Xuansong let out a heavy sullen breath and soothed a lot. When the old man was dying, he wanted to hand over the head to Xuanqing, but Xuanqing was upright and unbending by nature at that time, and his righteousness was unanimously opposed by the elders. I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and chose Xuansong. It's just that how could all this be so simple? Xuan Qing would never have thought of it! Old man, have you seen it? The Ten Thousand Qi Sect is thriving in my hands! Can Xuan Qing do it? Xuan Song seemed to be crazy, like a big demon who had just been unearthed! Fang Ling was already used to seeing this.

White City, noon.

Jiang Zi was sweating profusely, I am afraid that he had a nightmare, I don't know whether he is evil or righteous in the dream? Strong or weak? Is it the spring breeze or all kinds of tribulations? Qinglong fell down from the beam of the house and gently rubbed Jiang Zi's forehead. No matter how many years it takes, this person (dragon) who can follow the cold and hot will never be forgotten by Jiang Zi. It doesn't matter how old it is!

"Master, Doudou is coming!" a snow-white shadow stood in front of a figure.

"Yet, stay here and don't move! Daddy will never leave!" an elegant woman and an elegant man stroked a child's forehead.

"Ginger, give you a bowl of ramen! This is what I made!" One person was very happy, and his face was full of laughter!

......

Everything is like a slideshow, one by one, switching, switching! more and more blurry, blurry, blurry!

"Master, please let Doudou open up a bloody path for you!"

"Who are you, what do my Jiang family have to do with you?"

"Jiangzi, stand back, let me come!"

Everything is vain, everything is blood!

The entire blood-colored world collapsed in an instant, surrounded by endless purgatory, surrounded by wandering ghosts! They were all ghosts! There was a public hall like a yamen, and a group of ghosts escorted Jiang Zi to the inside, and the two ghosts who suppressed Jiang Zi were not the two people who were killed by themselves?

Jiang Zi was held dead in the hall, Jiang Zi looked up, and his heart was even more shocked! A fierce-looking official in the hall, wearing a red brocade silk robe, with a five-clawed dragon printed on it, was violently opening his bloody mouth, and wearing a black official hat! "Bold Jiang Ran! You are deeply murderous, and now that you are in my purgatory, I will let you never turn over and be reincarnated, and I will let you suffer day and night from ten thousand swords piercing your heart and burning yourself by karmic fire!" Jiang Zi had nothing to say, and then he was thrown into the endless karmic fire, burning his body and mind, feeling that every inch of his muscles and skin were burned and burned out, but his skin and muscles were intact! Then there were sharp swords flying in the sky, piercing Jiang Zi's body, piercing, wearing, piercing! The fire is endless, and the sword is endless!

Jiang Zi's body twitched violently and twisted all the time!

"Hmm-" With a painful groan, Jiang Zi sat up from the bed violently. Xu Doudou next to him was still asleep, with a smile on his face.

"Wake up, have you had a nightmare!Drink some water!" Qinglong handed over a glass of water.

"Uncle Long, I seem, dreaming...... I'm going to have it before!"

"Wasn't it a nightmare?"

"No, no, it seems to be the ...... Nightmare, it doesn't seem to be!" Jiang Zi covered his head, tears falling from his eyes.

"And what are you dreaming about? Tell me more about it! I'll help you think about it. Qinglong stuffed the water into Jiang Zi's hand. Jiang Zi told Qinglong all the little bit he dreamed about.

You say, I listen. You are in pain, I comfort you. Let me share half of your pain.

Qinglong carefully thought about every bit of memory that Jiang Zi said, and looked at Jiang Zi's eyes and seemed to understand something. The murder seems to have touched a secret code in Jiang Zi's heart! But these clips are really, really......

"Jiang Zi, look into my eyes!" Qinglong gently stroked Jiang Zi's forehead, "Although those memories are painful, they are also warm. It's not something you can afford now! I hope you can...... Be a little more mature, be a little stronger, and think about it!"

"Now, besides, as long as there is me in this world, no one can let you suffer the pain of those ten thousand swords piercing your heart!" After speaking, the whole room was filled with cyan light, soft and gorgeous!

The light faded quickly, and it was daytime again, and it was not too obvious in the room. Jiang Zi has already erased part of his memory, maybe the erasure is not accurate, but the seal, the elimination consumes too much of a person's soul! Qinglong can't bear it, it's better to be tired by himself, take some effort.

"Vomit" Jiang Zi directly remembered the murder last night, thinking of a group of gradually cold corpses last night, the blood-red blood slowly cooled, and immediately vomited again, as if 10,000 insects were moving back and forth between the heart and throat, and they couldn't vomit if they wanted to!

Qinglong patted Jiang Zi on the back, Qinglong really can't do anything about this situation! Everyone will have nausea and vomiting reactions for the first time to do this kind of life-and-death duel, and Jiang Zi has seen it for a few days because the blow is too big and he has become depressed or has become murderous and happy. Of course, it is best to stick to your heart. In the world of cultivating immortals, you must learn these. If the Master doesn't teach at the beginning, or if he doesn't learn it himself, it will be taught by someone else in the future! When the time comes, it will not be a question of whether you want to learn it or not! It will be a matter of life and death!

Let's keep walking, where will we go? What about the monkey? Will Xu Doudou follow? Can Jiang Zi go on the road? Does Mu Ziqing approve of this master or not?

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