Xi Guxing is in the realm of divine transformation. A short sword can be transformed into something divine, and the sword's will is awe-inspiring in an instant.

Mu Ban felt a cold light flash before his eyes, and a scream suddenly rang through his ears.

Before he could react, Shen Gurong used another spiritual power and pulled out a black mist mixed with red threads from his body.

The black mist twisted and roared in the air, struggling desperately to escape, but was strangled by Shen Gurong's spiritual power.

When Shen Gurong saw the ferocious ghost cultivator, his pupils trembled wildly, and he wished he could tear off the ice ribbon and become a real blind man.

He trembled without leaving a trace and murmured: "Brother, senior, senior, hiss, senior brother..."

Xi Guxing said impatiently: "Shut up!"

Xi Guxing neatly sheathed his long sword, threw out a crystal clear glass bottle, and collected the plague ghost in the air.

Mu Ban was in shock, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. He slumped on the ground, looking at Xi Guxing blankly, and finally his eyes fell on Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong's face was pale, and he dropped his hands helplessly, with his wide sleeves trailing to the ground. His figure was shaky, and he looked as if he was about to fall down in the next moment - he didn't know whether he was frightened or injured.

Xi Guxing put the epidemic ghost in his sleeve and gave Mu Ban a cold look with lowered eyes.

The birthmark on Mu Ban's eyebrows had returned to its original appearance. Xi Guxing watched with cold eyes and finally understood why Shen Fengxue was so special to him.

It seems that this person is not ordinary.

Mu Ban's body felt weak, he staggered to his feet, and said slowly: "Headmaster..."

Xi Guxing glanced at Mu Ban with his peripheral vision, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Go to Baishang Mountain to find your uncle Lou, and let him see for you what exactly has you possessed."

Mu Ban's face turned pale and he looked at Shen Gurong.

Seeing that Shen Gurong was about to lose his balance, Xi Guxing waved his sleeves and threw Mu Ban out of Fanjiangju.

As soon as Mu Ban left, Shen Gurong didn't have to hold it back any longer and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stumbled and fell on the bamboo couch while holding on to the small case beside him.

White hair hangs down from her shoulders and falls messily on the couch.

There was a "clang" sound and I almost hit my head.

He was panting hard, his mouth was filled with the strong smell of blood, and his eyes were a little blurry.

Shen Gurong came from a well-off family and had never suffered any serious scratches. He had never suffered such pain since he was a child. His eyes were filled with mist from the pain and slightly condensed in his eye sockets. His eyelashes flickered lightly. Blink, almost fell down.

Xi Guxing lowered his eyes to look at him, grabbed his hand, and injected a cold spiritual power into Shen Gurong's spiritual veins.

The spiritual vein is the lifeblood of a monk. Ordinary people would never let others touch it easily. Shen Gurong's hand suddenly stiffened when he was grabbed, and he instinctively retracted it.

Xi Guxing said impatiently: "Don't move, are you looking for death?"

Shen Gurong had no choice but to force himself to relax and let Xi Guxing transfer his spiritual power to him.

Shen Gurong looked at him absently, his mind a little confused, because he didn't have the energy to speak, as if he was coquettishly coquettish.

"Can you help me to death?"

Xi Guxing said coldly and ruthlessly: "You deserve to be beaten to death - stop talking nonsense, I am not a master, and I will not accept your coquettish behavior."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Go away, you are the one who is acting like a spoiled brat.

Shen Gurong opened his mouth to scold him: "Palm..."

Xi Guxing intercepted and said: "Shen Shiyi, if you call me to teach me again, I will stop. Just wait and die of pain."

Shen Gurong immediately changed his words: "Senior brother."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Useless stuff.

Like a bottomless pit, Xi Guxing's spiritual power was continuously flowing into Shen Gurong's scarred spiritual veins, healing his wounds that had cracked again bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Shen Gurong felt that he had fallen asleep before Xi Guxing took his hand back.

Shen Gurong kept moaning in pain, and his eyes were full of mist.

Xi Guxing glanced at him and said impatiently: "Close your eyes."

Shen Gurong said vaguely "Huh?"

Xi Guxing: "Tsk."

He probably couldn't see Shen Gurong's pitiful pretentious look, so he simply turned his head out of sight and picked up the robe on the side and threw it directly into Shen Gurong's face.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Fengxue should have beaten this evil Xi Guxing to death.

Xi Guxing snorted: "Your injury is more serious than I thought. The medicine in Xianyun City is not very useful. If you don't want to die, you should choose a time to go to Xianyun City in person."

Shen Gurong was lifting the robe from his face. His hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't pull the clothes off for a long time. He simply continued to lie paralyzed and responded feebly.

"Your backlash injury is too serious. I have told you before not to use your spiritual power rashly. Have you taken this sentence seriously?" Xi Guxing threw a small bottle of elixir onto the small case aside and said coldly. Ask him, "Who is that little disciple of yours that makes you willing to take such a risk for him?"

Shen Gurong thought to himself that he was the little protagonist, the chosen god, the man who would become the savior in the future.

Even though Xi Guxing injected spiritual power to warm and nourish his spiritual veins, Shen Gurong was still so painful that he almost rolled over. He didn't want to lose his image in front of Xi Guxing, so he directly issued an eviction order.

Xi Guxing felt that he was not seriously ill for the time being, so he didn't stay for long. He only left a sentence of "I'll see if you are dead tomorrow" and left.

As soon as Xi Guxing left, Shen Gurong curled up into a ball and began to hum softly. The painful tears that were hiding under his robe began to flow down again, and he couldn't stop them.

The ice cream was soaked with water, and he tossed it around casually, mixing it with the clothes and disappearing.

Shen Gurong didn't bother to look for it, so he fumbled and found the elixir left by Xi Guxing, and stuffed half of the bottle into it.

After taking the medicine, the pain subsided a lot, and Shen Gurong's humming became quieter. He thought in confusion: "I have suffered a lot just to go home."

Dad, Mom.

Brother.

"I really want to go home." Shen Gurong thought in confusion, "As long as I can go home, I am willing to copy more books even if my husband punishes me."

Shen Gurong was in pain and was a little confused. In a daze, he remembered Shen Fengxue's ending in the book.

"Shen Fengxue was seriously injured by a ghost cultivator who took away his body and banished him. After being raised for several years, he never recovered. Yu Xinghe, who was possessed by the devil, forcibly abducted him from the demon clan and placed him in a secret room. Day and night, he extracted from his Yuan Dan Extract spiritual energy forcefully.

The pain of extracting spiritual power was a hundred times more painful than that of Ling Chi, but Shen Fengxue didn't know where the perseverance came from. He just struggled in that painful hell for ten years, and was finally tortured to death by Yu Xinghe, who was banished by Mu and forced into a desperate situation.

Even though Mu was banished and died, he still could not save him."

After comparing Shen Fengxue's fate, Shen Gurong suddenly felt that the pain he was suffering now was worth it.

As long as Mu was not banished, his fellow disciples were killed and imprisoned in the ossuary, then Yu Xinghe would not have broken into the ossuary and been bewitched by the demon cultivator, indirectly avoiding the tragic ending of Shen Gurong being tortured and killed in the future.

And the culprit Demon Cultivator who was imprisoned in the bone tomb...

Shen Gurong was not sure whether Yu Xinghe became a demon after meeting the demon cultivator and asked Mu for "that thing", or whether Yu Xinghe had a dark heart to begin with.

After much thinking, there was no result, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

Shen Gurong thought in confusion that when his injuries were better, he must let Xi Guxing kill the demon cultivator to avoid big trouble in the future.

He thought about it, not knowing whether he was fainted from pain or sleepy, and soon his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

When he woke up again, most of the pain in Shen Gurong's spiritual veins had disappeared. He struggled to get up and began to fumble for the ice silk on the bed with his hands.

He touched it like a blind man for a long time, and suddenly someone on the side said: "Are you feeling better?"

Shen Gurong looked up but saw only a vast white mist.

The man stuffed the ice ribbon into his hand. Shen Gurong was slightly startled and raised his hand to tie the ice ribbon over his eyes. Only then did he see that the person who had just spoken was Xi Guxing.

Shen Gurong said vaguely: "Much better."

Xi Guxing sat down unceremoniously and mocked: "I was still thinking about how I would explain to Master if you died. I thought of a lot of reasons, but I didn't expect that none of them were used."

Shen Gurong was getting used to Xi Guxing's venomous tongue, so he didn't care. He looked outside.

It's already dawn.

"How's it going with Mu's banishment?"

Xi Guxing sneered: "You have lost half of your life, but you still have time to care about others? - He is not seriously injured. That ghost cultivator should be the one that caused the plague in Youzhou."

Shen Gurong thought about the approximate location in the book: "Youzhou? Isn't it far away from here?"

Xi Guxing took out the azure chalcedony, raised his hand, and spread a map of Kun in front of him.

"Youzhou is thousands of miles away from Jingzhou, so it's really weird for the plague ghost to appear here." Xi Guxing raised his finger and pointed at Youzhou on the Kun map, "I heard Li Suo say that when the plague ghost arrived at Changying Mountain It is already so weak that it cannot maintain its human form. Even though it was clearly killed, it still possesses Mu Ban, and its cultivation level has greatly increased. If you had been half a step too late yesterday, the plague ghost would have taken away Mu Ban."

Shen Gurong raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you think there's anything wrong with the banishment of Mu?"

Shen Gurong thought to himself, naturally it was because he was the chosen one.

Seeing that he was silent again, Xi Guxing suddenly said impatiently: "What are you hiding from me?"

Shen Gurong looked up at him: "What?"

"When you accepted the shepherd and relegated you as a disciple, no one agreed. But you insisted on going your own way and almost started a fight with your fellow disciples." Xi Guxing put the glass bottle containing the plague ghost on the small case and said, "Look at this plague ghost. "
To be continued...