My Disciples Are All Villains

Outside Wuxian Mountain, there is no sunlight all year round.

I don't know when it started, Wuxian Mountain snowed all year round. The snow scene without sunlight, in addition to the bitter cold, is really difficult to make people feel the urge to appreciate.

The cold wind blew in from the only entrance at the top of the smoked tomb, as if blowing a horn, whining, and like the bones in the smoked tomb, complaining of unwillingness.

Life is unwilling.

The kingdom of a gentleman, everyone prays for longevity, wants to change his life, and wants to break the shackles and magic spells.

Now, it is in ruins.

Yu Shangrong sometimes wondered ... Why would God treat them differently if they are both human beings?

In order to change his destiny, he left here when he was young. He crossed the mountains and rivers with ordinary human legs, walked through the dangerous jungle, and sought to practice ...

He finally stood at the spire of human practice. If he was not reconciled at all, he was deceiving himself.

Woo ——

The wind has grown.

Pulled him back from all kinds of thoughts.

Yu Shangrong stood up and looked around.

Looking at the design in the ingenious tomb, he shook his head again and again.

He walked towards the wall engraved with the words "Eternal Life" seal and gently touched it.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the word Changsheng protrudes outward.

Organization?

Dozens of hidden weapons, lasing from the walls on both sides.

Yu Shangrong doesn't even need to mobilize his vitality. His instinct body protector can block these hidden weapons from his body.

What a weak hidden weapon.

This is an arrow made by ordinary people with both hands, exquisite, hard, small, exquisite, full of craftsmanship. But ... it's not as good as one-tenth of ten thousand powers.

All hidden devices landed.

A dark grid appeared on the wall.

He didn't hesitate and pressed on.

The second stone door slowly opened.

Is a circular area inside, the light falling above is also better than outside, but there is still a whine of wind blowing.

After listening to it for a while, I gradually adapted to the existence of a whimper.

In the middle of the circular area, there is a round stone table with a brocade box on it. Around the brocade box is dried lavender. It may be a long time, only the contour of lavender. A pile of rotten residue.

Yu Shangrong gently waved his sleeves, the fragrant flowers flew away, and the dust spread.

The appearance of the brocade box appears in front of my eyes.

The upper cover of the brocade box is engraved with the pattern of lavender.

Yu Shangrong didn't think much and gently waved his sleeve.

Kap——

The brocade box opens.

There are a few books in the box, and some pills.

Yu Shangrong's books were taken out and he glanced at random.

Books have nothing special, they are the secret methods of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

If you show it to ordinary people, it is indeed a treasure, but for Yu Shangrong, this is a pile of waste paper garbage, which can't enter his eyes.

The vigor in the palm twitched slightly, and the books became powder.

Pill medicine is because the time is too long, and the effect has already evaporated.

Judging from the shape and the remaining dregs, these few elixirs should be relatively low-grade zengshou dan. It is also useless to him.

These things are indeed valuable to the gentlemen of the past.

I just didn't expect it to be stored in the smoked tomb.

No one practice? No one takes it?

Yu Shangrong sighed softly with a single palm.

boom!

The box is on the ground.

A special painting dropped from the bottom of the Jin box.

Yu Shangrong's eyes fell on the painting.

To be precise, it was not a painting, but a page of paper engraved with various symbols.

Yu Shangrong suddenly remembered the white paper and task given to him by the master.

He took out the white paper given by Master from his arms.

Is spread out on the stone table and compares one by one.

Many symbols are similar, a few are even the same.

There are more symbols on the paper book.

It can be seen that the contents recorded on the white paper and the paper book are different, but they are the same style.

"Is it Master's thing?" Yu Shangrong felt incredible.

Master's things, how come here?

Other things are not very valuable, but this paper book must be very valuable.

Yu Shangrong carefully looked at the above symbols, but he couldn't understand them at all, so he gave up reading.

Then carefully fold it and put it in your arms.

Can lie quietly in this box for so many years, and is not affected by the weather, indicating that the material of this paper book is also extraordinary.

Get the paper book.

Yu Shangrong looked back at Shimen.

"Return?"

He glanced at the first stone gate.

Walked out of the second stone gate.

A louder whine from the wind.

Yu Shangrong always felt that something was not right. With a single palm lift, Baibaidong Dharma Body appeared.

The golden lotus rosea was once again infested by the purple gypsum technique.

"Can't you go back?"

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

If there is no problem with the dharma body, he can return to the Demon Heaven Pavilion within seven days by flying at full strength.

But now ... I am afraid that halfway, the dharma body is afraid of destruction.

There are many fierce beasts in the wilderness and wilderness. If you accidentally become a food for the fierce beasts.

Without the dharma body ... Cultivation is only equivalent to quenching the ninth heavy body, at most doing chores, but can't rush through the dangerous forest.

He didn't think that luck would come again when he was young.

At this point, Yu Shangrong stopped and did not intend to break out.

Sitting cross-legged, mobilizing vitality, suppressing the infection of the purple gulu ... while adjusting interest rates, he fell into thought.

……

Instantly passed by day and night.

If it's not the light above the smoked tomb, it means that the sky is already bright ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ He once again sacrificed the Hundred Tribulation Bodies ... The speed of purple spots spreading is indeed slower.

But this kind of suppression is equivalent to chronic poison.

This way, it is not a way ...

Yu Shangrong thought of a night's method, and could not stop the infestation of this Gushu.

After so many years, he is the invincible player in the vertical and horizontal practice circles. As a sword demon, he still felt this wayless for the first time.

Very helpless.

Yu Shangrong stood up and came to the inside of the second stone gate and continued to cross-legged to find a way.

On the fifth day, Yu Shangrong sacrificed his dharma body again ...

Hundred calamities cave nasturtium rosette, almost all have been infected.

It may be that Jinlian is about to be infested by the extreme oppression, and Yu Shangrong suddenly broke out a terrible idea: cut Jinlian!

Very terrible idea.

He is very aware of the consequences of chopping Jinlian.

Because he used the longevity sword, he cut off countless dharma bodies.

Magic Dharma Body, Taoist Dharma Body, Confucian Tiangang Dharma Body, Buddhism Dharma Body ...

No matter what kind of dharma body, it is cut open by heaven-level weapons ... without exception, it will be hit hard.

So ... chopping golden lotus is like suicide!

When Yu Shangrong thought of this, his five fingers shivered.

He tried hard to hold the Changsheng scabbard.

A generation of sword demon, after all, still nervous.

(PS: chopping golden lotus is just the first step in the "abnormal" way to promote Jiuye, not necessarily faster than the protagonist, the forehead is obvious ...)