I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

Jinguyuan, a cave two hundred miles east of Fortress No. 9.

"Yan'er! What are you going to do? How dare you, lowly servant girl!! Ah!~~"

A scream came from the cave, and as the cave flashed red, the sound disappeared immediately, as if blocked.

Inside the cave, Yun Jiu'an, the genius of the Demon Dao, was lying on the dusty ground at this moment, his veins were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot.

There was a puddle of blood under him, and his left arm was separated from his shoulder and rolled several meters away.

The female ghost who had been incomparably in love with him before was looking at him coldly with hatred on her face. But from the depths of his eyes, he could see a ray of relaxation and joy.

Yun Jiu'an looked at the female ghost with horror in his eyes, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably due to the severe pain.

"Unexpectedly, you have recovered your memory. Your previous performance was all acting!"

Yun Jiu'an's tone was full of disbelief, and his expression was full of astonishment.

The female ghost looked at him coldly, and said in a playful tone: "I was ordered by you to hunt down a monk more than ten years ago, and I got a special spiritual grass by chance, took it on the spot and accidentally recovered my memory. But my life and death are in your hands, so naturally I have to accompany you to continue the performance until time changes."

"But it's a pity that you and I are inseparable. I can't make any arrangements at all. But I have been listening to information calmly for more than ten years. I vaguely understand that you refined me into a blood ghost so that you can refine me when you advance to the alchemy. "

When the female ghost said this, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face and said: "I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that spirit scorpion to split most of your body into a piece of flesh with a thunderbolt, all the veins were broken, and your cultivation level fell. It's really a surprise that I lost control over me during the Qi training period!"

The female ghost was actually very surprised in her heart, when the golden lightning struck, Yun Jiu'an habitually let her take the lead, so she withstood most of the power of the lightning.

But what is surprising is that although he was also seriously injured, and his cultivation level fell to the middle stage of Dao Foundation Establishment, Yun Jiuan suffered a small part of the power, but instead his whole body collapsed, his veins were damaged, and his dantian was abolished.

The female ghost felt happy when she thought of this, so she grabbed Yun Jiuan's arm again. There was a creaking sound, followed by a ripping sound, and another severed arm was torn off and thrown aside by the female ghost.

Yun Jiu'an screamed, panting heavily and roaring: "My father is an elder of Ghost Spirit Sect, a late-stage alchemy cultivator, you can't escape!"

Yun Jiu'an was a little flustered, clearly at a loss for what to do, but still had to pretend to be calm.

The female ghost smiled awkwardly, squatted down slowly, and helped Yun Jiu'an tidy up his messy hair, holding his face with two snow-white hands and gently stroking it, like a gentle wife.

The female ghost's icy and bone-chilling voice rang in his ears: "Just because I have some shit Qingling dharma body, you killed my parents, younger brother, and younger sister, and refined me into this ghost thing."

"I endured hatred to flirt with you, do you know how disgusting I am?"

Kacha~~ The female ghost's face turned ferocious for an instant, and her hands actually directly twisted Yun Jiu'an's head off.

It's not over yet, the female ghost grabbed Yun Jiu'an's head with one claw and stood up, and an illusory figure pulled out from it, it was Yun Jiu'an's soul.

Before Yun Jiu'an could speak in the future, the female ghost opened her mouth, and a blood-colored demonic fire spewed out from her mouth, and the soul was burned into nothingness in less than two breaths.

The female ghost stood up and looked at Yun Jiu'an who died in a miserable state, her heart was full of pleasure.

The moment Yun Jiu'an died, she could feel that the mark imprinted on her soul had completely dissipated, and she had truly gained freedom.

Looking at Yun Jiu'an's body, the female ghost's chest, which was fluctuating due to emotional excitement, gradually stabilized, and her expression eased.

But from the plain expression, there was an imperceptible relaxation.

"From now on, I won't be called Shit Yan'er, my name is Qin Xiaowan."

"Boy of Tianlinggen, I will repay your kindness."

Not long after, a black shadow flew out of the cave.

There was nothing but a bloodstain and some black ashes left in the cave.

After the black shadow left the cave, he threw several things dozens of miles away. Including personal items such as identity tokens, and then disappeared into the vast wilderness.

that night

Long Hao was meditating and practicing in a house, even though he had just returned from a fierce battle, he was still unwilling to give up his practice and rest for a day.

Under the teaching of an egoist like Jiang Yun, Long Hao is still unscathed, and his heart is full of justice.

Not only is the whole person merciless like a sharp sword towards evil cultivators and those with vicious thoughts, but also full of compassion for the weak.

However, Jiang Yun's teaching is not useless, at least he has learned to be more careful. Of course, it's still far from the cautious level of Old Devil Han.

Who would not like to be a teacher who has the top aptitude in the world and still practice so diligently.

Therefore, Long Hao has become the only one among Jiang Yun's disciples who has practiced resources, magic tools, and kung fu, and Jiang Yun has all included them.

But the strange thing is that Long Hao, who used to be able to enter meditation with a few breaths in the past, occasionally withdraws from the meditation state today, and he is a little excited.

"I don't know what the first task the master gave me is to hunt some powerful monsters, or to find some rare materials, or to protect an old friend."

"Or maybe the master has a certain hostile force that needs me to break into the enemy's interior and cooperate with the master?"

Long Hao thought back on the stories he had chatted with some brothers in Lingshou Mountain, and the various stories told by some talkative brothers, his heart was agitated.

Long Hao never thought that those senior brothers might be bragging.

A few days later, Jiang Yun's room.

"Message delivery?"

At this time, Long Hao's face was dull, like a clay sculpture, and the excitement before entering the room disappeared without a trace.

Long Hao was stunned for a while, with a confused expression, but after a while, Long Hao regained his energy, his eyes were like swords, and he asked solemnly:

"Master, the recipient of the letter is our spy who has been planted in the magic way in Lingshoushan, but do you need disciples to retrieve important information?"

Jiang Yun looked at the disciple in front of him suspiciously, and was speechless for a while. Could it be that he has reached the age of middle school two at the age of fourteen?

"Ahem, it's not that complicated. The task for you is to send some letters and paper, some to the Seven Great Sects, some to the Xiuxian Clan, and a few to the secular world, but there are a lot of them."

Long Hao looked obviously disappointed, but he still replied respectfully: "Yes, master, this disciple must complete this task!"

Looking at the disciple whose anger was showing on his face, Jiang Yun didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Yun said in a deep voice, "Xiao Liu, do you think this task of sending letters is a trivial matter?"

Long Hao looked a little hesitant, and replied: "The disciple dare not! It's just"

"Speak up if you have something to say, why hesitate." Jiang Yun said with a serious face.

Long Hao gritted his teeth and cupped his fists and said, "Master Qi, this disciple just thinks that this task can be completed by sending a disciple of Qi training period, and now the battle in Jinguyuan is fierce. In an earth-shattering battle, this disciple wants to stay in Jinguyuan to restore the righteous way, to slay evil and demons!"

Looking at the disciple in front of him exuding righteousness and righteousness in his eyes, the corner of Jiang Yun's mouth twitched slightly, thinking:

"Apprentice, apprentice, according to reports, the Demonic Dao is already preparing for a general offensive, and there will be a tragic battle in a month or two at most.

Now the fortress is full of guys who are looking for connections and want to leave Jinguyuan, or evacuate to the rear line."

"For my teacher, I took great pains to find an excuse for you to leave this place, why are you still not happy?"

"I may not be able to protect you as a teacher when the war starts. I bet if it's Brother Han, he would have already started looking for a way out!"

"Oh, I'm also heartbroken."

But Jiang Yun must not say that to his apprentice in front of his face.

Jiang Yun already had a plan in mind.

There was obvious disappointment in Jiang Yun's eyes, he shook his head slightly and sighed, "Xiao Liu, you don't realize the deep meaning of being a teacher, and you are a little disappointed as a teacher."

Long Hao panicked when he saw this, he quickly knelt on the ground and kept thinking in his mind: "Unexpectedly, Master has a deep meaning, but what is the deep meaning? What is it?"

Jiang Yun stood up, took out a wooden box from the bookshelf beside him and put it on the table. When he opened it, it was full of letters.

At this time, Jiang Yun stretched out his hand and stroked the envelope like a treasure.

"Do you know who wrote these letters?"

"I don't know." Long Hao replied honestly.

Jiang Yun sighed, with a faint sadness in his eyes, and said softly: "This time, I have issued a recruiting task for the teacher, requiring all the official members of our Zhenfan Hall to come to the front line of Jinguyuan."

"I promised before that I would not force the members to accept the mission, so I directly wrote on the mission that I refused to leave after the participants used up their points and handed in their uniforms and identity badges."

Hearing this, Long Hao realized something, and stared at these letters intently, with an unconcealable sadness in his eyes.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "You seem to have guessed it, that's right, these letters are all the suicide notes written by the dead members on the first day after they came to the Golden Drum Battlefield, but some casual cultivators were born because there are no more. My family is gone, so I didn’t write.”

"Our Zhenfan Temple originally had a total of 735 official members, and 408 people accepted the mission and came to the battlefield. So far, 46 people have died in battle, and 169 people have been seriously injured. The casualties are close to 50%. "

"Seriously injured member organizations will also be treated for free. There are enough healing pills, and most of them can be cured."

"I will arrange easy positions for a small number of members who have damaged their original path and are hopeless, such as managing resource points, and give them some spiritual stone resources. Maybe they will form small families in the future."

"Because some members who died did not write suicide notes, there are a total of thirty-six letters here."

"I have arranged for Yu Jiuxi to exchange all their points for spirit stones, and each of them gave some extra spirit stones as a token of the organization's wishes."

"In addition to this, a token will also be presented. Their latecomers can use the token to seek help from the organization, and the branch temples will also take care of it. After all, their storage bags and magic tools have basically become the spoils of the magic way. It’s too shabby to send a letter back.”

"Xiao Liu!" Jiang Yun's voice suddenly became louder in vain, and he looked at Long Hao with a serious expression.

"The disciple is here!" Long Hao responded loudly.

At this moment, he has no trace of dissatisfaction, and even feels heavy in his heart, feeling that this is the most important task in the world.

"As a teacher, I really can't do without sitting here. In addition to letters, I need to send a lot of spiritual stones. If it is someone else, I am worried that I will meet Cai."

"Besides, you have a special status as a direct disciple of the teacher, which is enough to represent the teacher."

"You can go and see their families on behalf of the teacher!" Jiang Yun held up the wooden box with both hands and handed it to Long Hao.

"It's the master! The disciple must complete the mission, and there will be no omissions!"

Long Hao's face was full of solemnity at the moment, as if what he received was not a letter, but a box of ten-thousand-year spirit grass.

Seeing Long Hao put the wooden box into the storage bag, Jiang Yun nodded.

Looking at Long Hao with a complex expression, Jiang Yun sighed slightly in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"This time, the demonic way brazenly invaded our country of Yue. The purpose is to compete for cultivation resources. I know that Xiao Liu has a knot in your heart. It seems that you still think that the fuse of the war is you, so you want to kill more demonic cultivators."

Hearing Jiang Yun's words, Long Hao shuddered and bit his lips tightly, his eyes full of sadness.

Jiang Yun walked to Long Hao's side and patted his slightly trembling shoulder, saying, "As a teacher, you don't like to beat around the bush, so just say it straight. Your idea is very naive, and you're just pretending to be sentimental."

"The Mo Dao's invasion of the Yue Kingdom and the Zijin Three Kingdoms has been planned for decades, and it's only a matter of time before they come, so Xiao Liu, don't take yourself too seriously!"

"To put it bluntly, you are not worthy."

Jiang Yun knew that he was too rude to speak like this, but he really thought of his disciples.

For those who are hard-headed and unable to turn a corner, gentle explanations in a gentle tone are not effective, so it is better to wake them up with a slap in the face.

Long Hao's eyes were full of tears, and he knelt deeply on the ground sobbing.

"Thank you master!"

Just when Long Hao was deeply moved, Jiang Yun took out another wooden box.

"By the way, Xiaoliu, there are just a few letters to be delivered to Huangfenggu. When the time comes, help me deliver this wooden box to a Huangfenggu disciple named Han Li."

Long Hao wiped away his tears and took the wooden box.

"Yes, master!"

"Remember that things must be in your own hands, Han Li is Xiaoqi's elder brother, and he has a lot to do with being a teacher.

If anyone asks you, just say that you are sending a letter home for your junior sister by the way, well, go ahead! "

"Yes! Disciple resigns!"

Long Hao left with two wooden boxes. Next, he will find time for Yu Jiuxi to get his pension and tokens. This task is important, so he must work hard to complete it!

"Seventh Junior Sister has never said that she has an elder brother. I'm really curious."

After Long Hao left the room and closed the door, Jiang Yun rubbed his forehead and sat down on the chair, and said helplessly, "Fortunately, this kid was fooled, it's really not easy to let this kid who wants to kill the enemy leave the front line. "

"The address on the bottom letter was false and never delivered.

With this kid's personality, he won't come back if he doesn't send it to him. I just want him not to come back too fast. If I come back before the war, wouldn't my work be in vain? "

After a few days.

Lingshou Shanfang City, in a small manor.

"Are you really Zhong Wu? How did you become like this?"

A male cultivator dressed in purple and holding a folding fan looked at the strange yet familiar figure with a look of surprise on his face.

If Jiang Yun was present, he would be able to recognize Wang Chan, the young master of Ghost Spirit Sect.

At this time, Wang Chan was also speechless for a while. If the voice and the way of flattering hadn't changed, he really wouldn't have recognized the thin man in front of him as his confidant Zhong Wu.

Zhong Wu used to be a stout man!

When Zhong Wu heard this, he had the urge to cry bitterly. He didn't know how he got here in the past three years.

With an unconcealable sadness on his face, Zhong Wu mourned: "Young Master! I thought I would never see you again!"

After speaking, he quickly climbed a few steps and hugged Wang Chan's calf, as if a lost pet had found its owner.

"Go ahead, speak up if you have something to say, don't touch your hands!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Chan kicked Zhong Wu's hand away, but after kicking it away, he stretched out his hand to help Zhong Wu up. It can be seen that the two have a good relationship.

Zhong Wu said with a distressed face: "Young master, about three years ago, I was walking on the road with other classmates, and suddenly a bird appeared on the side of the road.

That's how it happened, young master, you said that we are not unlucky! "

Hearing the words, Wang Chan fell into deep thought, looked at the confidant in front of him and said, "If it was before, I would think it was a coincidence, but in the past year, our Ghost Spirit Sect and Hehuan Sect have eaten Jiang Yun on the Jinguyuan battlefield. Little loss."

"Even my father's cunning and cunning can't help following Jiang Yun's way. My father spoke highly of him, saying that his heart is cruel and black, his thoughts are wild and unconstrained, and he acts unscrupulously. He really has the style of a hero in my demon way. The most hateful thing is that he still makes me Learn from Jiang Yun!"

"My young master naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so I specially studied Jiang Yun's behavior style, and I have gained a lot of experience recently."

"I guess that cub was placed on the side of the road by Jiang Yun himself."