Chapter 173 "You are also considered a sword cultivator?"

"Fortunately, I know there is a secret passage leading to the old temple. Otherwise, we would have been killed by those people." Mo Jing covered his chest while running and sighed, "They said they were here to find something... What could they find here?"

"I don't know." said Lao Wu.

Lao Wu frowned. He originally thought that these two people came to hunt him down. But when the two men entered the village, they told the villagers to hand over Leng Huaping.

Mo Jing's question to him dispelled the slight doubts he had about Mo Jing. Mo Jing said: “Did you take their thing called… Leng Huaping?”

"I didn't take it." Lao Wu said, "It wasn't taken by Mu Hanshan either."

Mu Hanshan was still sleeping soundly on his shoulder. There was such a big commotion in the village, but he hasn't woken up yet. Realizing that Mo Jing seemed unable to do it, Lao Wu tightened his hand and said, "Follow me."

He thought that perhaps he and Chang Fei were a burden to the village.

They ran in the dark secret passage. One is trying to survive for everyone, while the other is calm and has ulterior motives.

"There is a secret passage in the old Yanhua Temple, inside the Buddha statue. Let's go down the mountain after we get out of the secret passage." Mo Jing said coldly, "It seems that this group of people will not give up until they achieve their goal. As for my friends... I will think of a way later."

"It's us who have implicated you." Lao Wu felt even more guilty.

He pushed aside the floor tiles. The secret passage reached the end. Walking through the courtyard in front of you is the hall where the giant Buddha statue with a secret passage is enshrined. Lao Wu said: "When we escape, I will definitely ask the people from my sect to help rescue your friend..."

The young man smiled with his back to him. In the palm of his hand, he held a poison needle that could control a person if it was inserted into the body.

Suddenly a long whip came flying from the sky. The young man did not dodge. Lao Wu thought Mo Jing was frightened silly - in his eyes, Mo Jing was a reckless but kind-hearted, handsome villager. Without hesitation, he stretched out his arm to block the whip for him.

The skin and flesh were torn.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere. What Mo Jing had in her eyes at this moment was not heartache, but a bit of crazy joy - she was crazy happy because she hadn't seen wholehearted dedication for a long time. Lao Wu was still carrying Chang Feichang on his back, covering his shoulders. He looked to the side.

A strange, breathless girl stood there.

Her hair was disheveled and her body was covered in blood. She looked at the three men with an almost insane expression.

"Mo Jing! I'm going to kill you!" she shouted.

As she said this, she looked at Lao Wu fiercely: "If you get in my way, I will kill you too!"

…

"Wen Siheng." Ning Mingmei said.

"Wen Siheng!" Ning Mingmei raised his voice.

Wen Siheng seemed to be unable to hear his voice. He drew a specially made sword from his back and flew at him. His speed was very fast, more than twice his usual speed.

Wen Siheng is only one step away from forming a baby. But his cultivation ability is already comparable to that of an early Nascent Soul cultivator. Now that he has been transformed, his body continuously absorbs the high concentration of Hunlun from the surrounding area, which has increased his combat effectiveness.

Ordinary cultivators cannot absorb spiritual energy in such an environment, and their strength is suppressed. But even so, Ning Mingmei is not afraid of this battle.

But he was holding Duan Ying in his arms and holding a lotus lantern. Moreover, he could not harm his own property.

Ning Mingmei thought for a moment and then fled outside at high speed. Wen Siheng didn't seem to expect Ning Mingmei to escape without a fight, so he immediately chased after him.

Soon, several people on the shore appeared in Ning Mingmei's sight. These people also discovered Ning Mingmei. Jiang Yourong said happily: "Master!"

? ?

"Big, big brother?!"

Everyone was shocked by Wen Siheng. I guess no one expected that the good news was that Wen Siheng and Duan Ying were both found, but the bad news was that Wen Siheng changed his paint job and looked like a ferocious god. Moreover, his current paint job seems to have a mental attack effect. When several people saw Wen Siheng's current appearance, they were subconsciously frightened.

Ning Mingmei threw Duan Ying to them. Old Seventeen didn't react at once. Just as he was about to reach out his hand, he found that the young man next to him had already hugged Duan Ying.

Young boy?

But Lian Chengyue's face looked very ugly. In his hands, he not only held Duan Ying, but also the Northeastern Lotus Lantern thrown by Ning Mingmei...

A green light enveloped the few people. At the same time, the original protective shield was destroyed. Lian Xiao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

"Not good." Lian Chengyue said.

Ning Mingmei gave them the lotus lantern.

If you think about it carefully, this is clearly what Lian Chengyue expected. He knew that Ning Mingmei would give them the lotus lantern—just because Ning Mingmei's disciples were still here. But he couldn't be happy no matter what.

He didn't want to see Ning Mingmei showing tender concern for others. Perhaps from the very beginning, Ning Mingmei was as perfect as a cold stone statue in his heart. It is for this reason that Ning Mingmei is particularly the target of his aspiration.

Stone statues shouldn't have feelings for anyone. Even to them, even to Wen Siheng.

Without the help of the lotus lantern, that disgusting, dark and fishy smell hit me in the face. Ning Mingmei used magic to disperse them from his surroundings, then drew his sword and fought with Wen Siheng.

Wen Siheng really can't recognize Ning Mingmei now. His eyes were dull, as if he had become a monster that only knew how to kill, and every strike of his sword was fierce and brutal. The system screamed: "Run!"

Ning Mingmei still had the time to reply: "By the way, check out my teaching results. It seems that I teach well."

The two fought several times. When the two swords collided with maximum force, even the blood and mud in the mass grave were blown up, and a large hole was smashed into the rock wall.

However, the power of the sword was not exhausted. It was blocked by something.

Blocking it was something like a bronze door. Ning Mingmei turned his head to take a look and paused.

In such a dark place, the bronze runes still glowed faintly.

There is a secret place inside!

This rune is very strange. Clearly, the surroundings were covered in blood mud, except for this place, where the blood mud was extremely thin, as if it had been dispersed by it. Ning Mingmei approached that place and actually felt a hint of fresh air.

Clear and fresh air.

Wen Siheng continued to draw his sword and slash, but Ning Mingmei blocked it with his sword.

Click.

Ning Mingmei's sword broke.

"Forget it. It has been corroded terribly by this chaos." Ning Mingmei said as he looked at the corroded sword body.

He dropped the sword and pulled a second sword from the package. The tip of the sword is sharp. The system asked, "Do you still want to fight?"

Ning Mingmei answered the question irrelevantly: "I have almost figured out the limit of his ability."

The situation reversed in an instant. Ning Mingmei used the Ningbo Microstep that he created. He took two steps out of three and spun behind Wen Siheng.

Gray-skinned Wen Siheng obviously did not expect Ning Mingmei's action. Ning Mingmei raised the tip of his sword high and stabbed down -

Then, he cut open Wen Siheng's clothes.

Wen Siheng's clothes opened in response. Ning Mingmei suddenly took action, grabbed the back of his neck, and cut off Wen Siheng's long hair.

"!!!"

Gray-skinned Wen Siheng obviously did not expect Ning Mingmei to do such a perverted thing. He struggled hard, but Ning Mingmei just lightly scratched his skin with the sword: "There are no signs of surgery, it seems that the bones have not been replaced."

"In that case, I have even more reason to take you back!"

Wen Siheng struggled violently and was about to break free from his restraints. Ning Mingmei suddenly reached out and poured the waste wood oil burned by the lotus lamp onto Wen Siheng's naked back.

These waste oils were collected by Ning Mingmei when he was experimenting with healing properties, and they do have some healing effects. Considering that this is also considered as scientific research cost, Ning Mingmei had been thinking about the uses of this wood ditch oil. I didn't expect that today, it would be used on Wen Siheng's face.

In fact, Ning Mingmei considered whether to pour it directly into Wen Siheng's mouth. But considering that it has not been tested yet, it is not a good idea to feed the disciples Mugou oil directly, so Ning Mingmei decided to pour it on Wen Siheng's back first. You know, the disciples' brains are useful, their hands are useful, and their legs are useful. As for the skin on their backs, even if it is destroyed, it will not affect their scientific research efficiency.

The airplane monster was smeared with wood grease and suddenly began to wail. Veins bulged on his body, and Ning Mingmei saw the gray skin on his back fade slightly and then quickly surge up again.

Obviously, the quantity is not enough.

Ning Mingmei continued to smear the gutter oil on Wen Siheng's naked back, smearing the gutter oil into the words "Loyalty to the Clan", so that these four large words of normal skin color began to appear on Wen Siheng's originally dark gray skin. At the same time, he used the immortal rope to tie Wen Siheng up very skillfully.

Anyone who sees such a scene would find it extremely perverted. One is because of the application of essential oils, the second is because of the strange posture, and the third is because of the skill with which the kidnapper was tied up.

For example, Shi Ruzhuo, who was currently sending out his spiritual sense to check the situation.

Lian Chengyue still had a gloomy face at this moment, looking at the lotus lantern in his hand. He asked Shi Ruzhuo, "What is Immortal Ning doing?"

Shi Ruzhuo: ...Is this something that can be said?

"It's hard to say." Shi Ruzhuo said mysteriously.

Lian Chengyue with a gloomy face:?

Shi Ruzhuo: "When you grow up, you will understand."

The range of normal skin colors is gradually expanding. Wen Siheng's struggle only decreased temporarily, and soon, the intensity of his struggle increased again. Ning Mingmei continued to slap the gutter oil coldly while asking the system: "I thought he had been driven out of his depravity and regained some of his humanity just now, but hasn't he?"

System: "The concentration of Hunlun in his body has indeed been reduced a bit."

Ning Mingmei: "Then why is he struggling more and more?"

System: "I think it is because I have regained my humanity that I am struggling more and more."

It is better to turn a deaf ear to it. The system looked at the scene in front of it and felt that its eyes had been injured. It decided to let Ning Mingmei solve this problem quickly, so it kindly reminded: "Do you remember what Tang Wan said just now? Calling Wen Siheng with the language of love may awaken his humanity, arouse his will to survive, and let him fight against the chaos in his body."

Ning Mingmei: "That makes sense. My waste oil is almost used up."

Ning Mingmei did not hesitate, cleared his throat and said, "Wen Siheng."

"Have you finished writing your proposal? Have you got your funding application approved? Have you accumulated enough Su Tuo points for this year's scholarship? You haven't been back to Piao Miao Peak for a month. Guess how many emails you haven't replied to in your mailbox? Guess who I'm going to find to replace you in the lab management position? Did you know that the job market has become increasingly competitive in recent years? Guess what the employment rate of Qingji Sect is this year? The application for selected students will close in a month, and you haven't received the grade ranking transcript you need from the student affairs office because there's no one on duty every time you go to the office."

"I've read the manuscript you submitted. Considering that you were going back for a family visit, I didn't tell you my evaluation. Now let me tell you, your writing is good, but Journey to the West is not as fantastic as yours. You have been studying for many years, how come your writing is not as good as your junior sister's? If you continue like this, I will not approve your application for a master's degree."

…

"I can't guarantee that you will graduate smoothly if you are like this. Have you made any progress in the past few years compared to when you were building your foundation? Wen Siheng, you have forgotten your promise and original intention when you formed your elixir. There are many people outside who want to enter our laboratory. You have no future if you are so ungrateful now. But if you are not in a hurry, I will be even less anxious..."

"Wen Siheng is motionless." Ning Mingmei said, "Is it because of what I said that he is dead?"

system:……

Ning Mingmei stretched out his hand to feel around: "She's still breathing, but she's crying. Why is she crying so hard?"

The system is very weak: "...What do you think?"

Seeing that Wen Siheng finally regained some humanity under the strong stimulation, Ning Mingmei tied the knot completely and lifted Wen Siheng up. The recording stone I carry with me when I go out finally comes in handy. When Ning Mingmei was persuading Wen Siheng just now, he had already recorded his words completely. Now, he tied the recording stone to Wen Siheng's ear and played it for him on a loop.

Before leaving, he patted Wen Siheng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Your fellow apprentice sisters and brothers are still waiting for you. And Duan Ying has come all the way to a place like this to find you. Don't let her get hurt for you in vain."

The air was so thick and turbid that Ning Mingmei found it difficult to breathe while walking in it.

It was really hard for him to imagine how Duan Ying got here.

"...Mother and sister." Ning Mingmei heard Wen Siheng's voice.

"Um?"

"Mother and sister...are locked up in the underground secret room of the old Yanhua Temple..." Wen Siheng said with his dying breath, "Save them..."

Wen Siheng closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

In the darkness, Ning Mingmei stared at Wen Siheng's dark gray face for a long time. What he didn't know was that someone was watching him in the dark.

"This secret realm came into being so early. It seems that the time of my death will be greatly advanced." The man said, catching a piece of muddy water from the air and chewing it in his mouth.

Shi Ruzhuo vaguely felt that there was someone else in the darkness besides him. But when he looked carefully, he found nothing.

Someone who could perfectly escape his detection... Shi Ruzhuo pondered in his mind. He himself is already a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

Then that person must be at least in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

…

On the other side, Yanhua Temple.

"Are you from the demon world?"

"So what? Give me your life!"

Lao Wu didn't know the identity of this girl. But the moves she used were completely from the demonic world, and they were ruthless, aiming at the person's vital points. He had to be very careful to deal with her.

The girl didn't get any good treatment from the fifth brother. She caught a glimpse of Mu Hanshan lying on the ground. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and an arrow shot out.

Lao Wu dodged to the left, thinking that the arrow had missed the target. But he didn't expect that the arrow would go straight towards Mu Hanshan.

"you!"

At that moment, Lao Wu was too late to stop it, until...

There was a flash of pale golden light, and the small arrow changed direction and shot straight into the girl's palm.

The girl couldn't dodge in time, and her palm was pierced and nailed to the ground. The arrows contain a paralyzing poison. She couldn't move and could only yell, "I will grind you to dust..."

Lao Wu just looked behind him in surprise.

The young man, who he thought was weak and could be bullied, had already pulled out a dagger from his arms. The young man smiled and said, "Now that the trouble has been dealt with, let's go."

"you……"

"Leaving her here will only lead to more trouble." The young man said, "If she breaks free and catches up with us, it will cause more trouble."

He reached out and handed the dagger to Lao Wu, smiling like a flower: "Go and help me kill her, okay?"

OK?

"You, who are you..."

"Don't you want to?" The young man said softly, "She wanted to kill us just now, and she is from the demon world..."

"But……"

The girl cursed loudly, as if verifying the man's words. She stared at the two men fiercely and said, "You righteous people are not good people. You all deserve to die. You'd better kill me now, otherwise I will not let anyone here go..."

The young man's voice had a kind of alluring power that tempted people to work for him, especially his eyes. If you look closely, it seems that they are engraved with some kind of spell. Lao Wu looked at the dagger and felt a little dazed.

At this moment, Kong Huan's voice came from behind him: "Rong Qi!"

"Qiushi Gate, Baopu Temple... that's all." The young man's expression suddenly turned cold, especially when he saw Kong Huan's robe, "There are too many people getting in the way."

He waved his sleeve and the dagger shot out, heading straight for Rong Qi's throat. Rong Qi looked at him with red eyes, which contained deep hatred and dying despair.

until.

A person stood in front of her.

The little monk in a monk's robe slowly fell to the ground. His blood splashed in front of Rong Qi's eyes, creating a clear scene.

The girl looked at him for a long time before she regained her trembling voice: "Why...I just..."

And pushed you down.

Kong Huan looked at her, just smiled at her and shook his head.

Ye Guimu rushed over, he stood in front of the two of them, looked down at the dagger stuck in Kong Huan's back who was groaning in pain: "This dagger is poisonous!"

Lao Wu looked at Ye Guimu, then at Mo Jing: "You guys..."

Mo Jing just looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.

"Haven't you figured it out yet? That man, that man is the master of Dongji Mountain!" Ye Guimu said loudly, "He was the one who harmed Rong Qi and those people, and he was the one who captured Wen Siheng!"

Mo Jing...is the master of Dongji Mountain?

This young man who looks reckless and weak?

"Old Five, take Mu Hanshan and hide behind me!" Ye Guimu stood up and called out all his natal magic weapons.

But Mo Jing smiled at this moment: “Old Five, do you really dare to move?”

His words were gentle, but there was a threat in his voice.

The wind was howling, and Lao Wu was carrying Mu Hanshan on his back, and was now in a dilemma. At this moment, a voice came from behind him: "Really?"

The voice that was so terrifying at the group meeting now sounded as sweet as a silver bell. Even Ye Guimu felt relieved. He asked, "Why did you come just now?"

And Mo Jing also turned his eyes to behind Lao Wu. He smiled and said, "I have long heard of your great name, Ning Xian..."

“…Zun.”

When he saw Ning Mingmei's face clearly, his voice became hoarse and his eyes widened.

It was as if I had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

Ning Mingmei did not miss any micro-expression on Chang Jing's face. When looking at Ning Mingmei's eyebrows, Mo Jing's face revealed disgust and hatred. When looking at Ning Mingmei's nose and chin, there was still hatred in his eyes, but his expression became a little more complicated - compared to hatred, there was more of a look similar to nostalgia that was hard to describe.

This expression only appeared on Chang Jing's face for a moment.

"I didn't expect Immortal Ning to come here so soon." Mo Jing smiled, "How was your journey? Wen Siheng, the disciple of Piao Miao Peak, I am now back with my jade intact."

He is the one who can utter the words "return the jade intact to Zhao". Jiang Yourong and Lao Shiqi, who witnessed Wen Siheng's miserable condition, were enraged and immediately wanted to beat him up.

Ning Mingmei reached out to stop them.

Although this person is only in the late Nascent Soul stage. But he was shrouded in mystery and kept using shady tricks.

Now one Wen Siheng has been poisoned. Ning Mingmei doesn't want two more. You should know that Lao Shiqi’s next paper is about to be finalized. At this critical juncture, Ning Mingmei can't let anything happen to Old Seventeen.

Ning Mingmei then said, "Returning the jade intact to Zhao? Master Mo Jing's definition of returning the jade intact to Zhao is really interesting. But I'm afraid that even in Baopu Temple, returning the jade intact to Zhao should not be defined in this way."

After hearing this, Ye Guimu and Lao Wu were very shocked. Mo Jing's expression changed in an instant and became very ugly. He looked at Ning Mingmei steadily and asked, "What do you know?"

Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "A lot. More than you can imagine. For example..."

"You betrayed your master, joined the mob, and came to Dongji Mountain. You've been through a lot and learned a lot along the way." Ning Mingmei said, "But I have a question for Master Chang Jing..."

Having said this, Ning Mingmei paused. Then, he shrugged in front of Chang Jing's gloomy face and said, "I'm so sorry. I left some time for a few disciples to sigh. Unfortunately... they don't seem to know who you are. The only person present who might know who you are is now unconscious."

He pointed at Kong Huan who was in a coma.

"Dear disciples, listen carefully, this is the key point." Ning Mingmei said in a very mean tone, "I said Chang Jing, you may not know who he is, then who is Chang Qing, do you know?"

"Who doesn't know this? Of course it's the famous Buddhist monk from Baopu Temple."

Ye Guimu is indeed a top student in Qiushi School. He understood Ning Mingmei's intention almost immediately, and responded in an extremely artificial tone.

Ning Mingmei said: "Yes. This Chang Jing is the younger brother of Fozi."

These words made Rong Qi and Lao Wu's eyes widen. Ye Guimu understood the meaning after staring at him, and said loudly: "Then why have I never heard of him? It seems that he is not as good as his brother at all."

Ning Mingmei said: "Be careful with your words. If there is any, we can just keep it to ourselves."

Wen Siheng, who was lying on Old Seventeen's back, had a dark gray complexion. At this moment, Chang Jing's face was even darker than Wen Siheng's.

These people sang in unison, naturally performing for Chang Jing to see. The routine is old, but very effective.

It can be said to be murderous and heartbreaking.

After a long time, Chang Jing smiled with a twisted mouth: "Really? Your mouth is very similar to hers..."

Ning Mingmei's next words shocked Chang Jing: "Oh? Are you referring to the sister-in-law you hate so much?"

For a moment, Chang Jing didn't know whether she should be shocked or angry. He was shocked that Ning Mingmei even knew this, and angry that Ning Mingmei actually used this to humiliate him. His eyes rolled around for a moment, and he finally smiled, saying in a hoarse voice: "It seems that Immortal Ning knows me very well. But Immortal Ning doesn't know that I am also very interested in Immortal Ning."

"Really?"

Ning Mingmei drew out his sword and drew a circle with sword energy. Old Seventeen carried Wen Siheng on his back and pulled Lian Xiao. Jiang Yourong and Lian Chengyue helped Ye Guimu to move Kong Huan and Rong Qi outside the sword circle.

When moving Kong Huan, Rong Qi, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up: "I'll hold him."

She stood up with difficulty and walked out holding Rong Qi. Ye Guimu looked at her with mixed feelings and couldn't help feeling resentful. Finally, he said, "You have really done him a great disservice."

Rong Qi, who just raised his chin and confidently said that Ye Guijing was harmed by Mo Jing and not by her, now whispered: "...I know."

Only Lao Wu was left in the encirclement. He was carrying Mu Hanshan on his back and standing between Ning Mingmei and Chang Jing. He really didn't know if he could move at this moment.

Ning Mingmei said, "Old Five, get out."

Only then did the fifth brother start to move. But he carefully placed Mu Hanshan on his back. He stepped back facing Chang Jing to prevent him from playing dirty tricks.

But at this moment, Chang Jing sneered again.

"If I wanted to take action, there would be plenty of opportunities along the way. Why wait until now?" he said.

Lao Wu paused, but in the end, he still firmly carried Mu Hanshan on his back and left.

The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. Ning Mingmei said to Chang Jing in the midst of the wind and sand, "I think you have also discovered that the barrier that leads to the Dongji Mountain has been blocked by me."

Chang Jing smiled and said, "What do you want?"

"Generally speaking, I will give most of the prisoners a chance for labor reform. Unfortunately, you are really too evil." Ning Mingmei shook his head.

Chang Jing said: "I never thought that Immortal Ning is really so dignified and respected."

Ning Mingmei said: "There are too many people who want to claim compensation from you, and too many enemies who want to come to your house. I calculated the economic account and it is not cost-effective to keep you. Moreover, your experimental methods are not standardized, and your recruitment methods are not legitimate. Keeping you here is really not cost-effective!"

...Ning Mingmei's words left Chang Jing silent for a long time. After a moment, he said meaningfully: "What Immortal Ning said doesn't sound like something a highly respected cultivator from the Qingji Sect would say."

There is a hint of threat in these words. But Ning Mingmei smiled. His glasses flashed coldly: "As long as the highly respected monk of Qingji Sect does what he should do, then what's the harm if he says something he shouldn't say?"

Chang Jing asked: "So what are you going to do?"

"No."

"You don't want to say it, or you can't think of it?"

"I have to leave you some suspense so that you can think and be distracted during the fight." Ning Mingmei said, "Please take action."

Chang Jing: ...

Now that her identity had been revealed, Chang Jing no longer pretended. He raised his hand into the air, and a black gold demon-subduing pestle appeared in his palm.

The stick and pestle are the natal instruments commonly used by monks in Baopu Temple. After Chang Jing sacrificed his natal magic weapon, he planned to see what sword Ning Mingmei was using.

Then……

"You are also considered a sword cultivator?"