Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

"Nothing." Mu Yungui was reluctant to talk about this topic. She doesn’t know why she dreamed of the Chuanshu Girl and the Great Man. She has no way to verify the true or false of the dream, but as long as she thinks that the partner who grew up will open up her harem, she is not picky. Can't treat Nangong Xuan with a normal heart. Anyway, there was already Miss Dongfang around Nangong Xuan, and Mu Yungui gradually became estranged from Nangong Xuan, and since then he withdrew from their lives, even thinking about it would not affect anything.

Jiang Shaocai looked at Mu Yungui's expression, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a smile, "Do you like him?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Yungui raised his head and glared at Jiang Shaoci, and said seriously, "Nangongxuan is just my companion. He has helped me and my mother a lot over the years. I regard him as a sibling family, and nothing else. Other meanings. He has a fiancée."

Jiang Shaocai nodded and gave a faint hum. It turned out to be a story of a childhood sweetheart who couldn't have a crush and can only be a brother and sister. Jiang Shaoci is not interested in Mu Yungui's love history, but he must master Mu Yungui's interpersonal relationship. Jiang Shaocai's foundation is now completely destroyed, and he desperately needs a quiet place to recuperate and restore his cultivation. Before he regains his strength, the less people know of his existence, the better.

Mu Yungui is a foreigner, and he is separated from the islanders. Coupled with the death of his mother, Zhuma transfers his love to each other. Jiang Shaocai only needs to be careful not to let Mu Yungui continue to provoke Nangong Xuan to ensure his safety.

Therefore, Jiang Shaocai leaned on the door frame and glanced at Mu Yungui from a condescending manner: "At a young age, concentrate on cultivating. Don't think about the love of men and women. If you have a high level of cultivation, you won't get anything; but if you If the cultivation base is low, it's useless to pay."

The truth is true, but Mu Yungui raised his head and looked at him in surprise: "Why are you preaching? You are not much older than me, right."

Jiang Shaocai laughed, turned and left. Really speaking of her age, Jiang Shaocai was afraid that she could scare her to death. When Mu Yun returned to see Jiang Shaocai entering the room, he raised his voice specifically to remind him: "The new quilt is in the cupboard on the west wall."

"I can find it." Jiang Shaocai turned around to close the door, and gave her a cold glance, "Handle it yourself."

After speaking, he closed the door with a slam. Mu Yungui looked down at herself and found that her body was covered with blood, her clothes had been scratched several times, and her face was dirty. Mu Yungui touched his face and quietly went back to take a bath and apply medicine.

After a whole lot of tossing today, her body can't hold it anymore, and she will have to go to school tomorrow.

The night is quiet, the sea slowly washes the reef, and the sound of the tide is endless. The lights in Muyun's home dimmed, and soon the small courtyard fell into darkness.

Jiang Shaocai sat in the darkness, and when Mu Yun returned there was no more, he stood up and silently looked at the furnishings in the room. He stopped next to the bathtub, his fingertips stayed in one place for two breaths, and a light blue aura of gossip popped out.

The gossip disc is divided into three layers, inside and outside, with different symbols on each layer. Jiang Shaocai dialed it at will, remembering an ancient lock that was unlocked by turning a disc. It's just that the symbols that can be input on this gossip board have greatly increased.

Jiang Shaocai released his hand and found that when the gossip plate was not touched, about ten breaths disappeared automatically. Jiang Shaocai tried it again and quickly determined that the Bagua Array was triggered by temperature.

This is not a formation he is familiar with, but it is unexpectedly convenient. The Age of Dominance deprived human beings of their ability to cultivate, but it stimulated their new talents.

Maybe, this is the person.

After Jiang Shaoci tested the principle, he no longer wasted time, but directly transferred to the medicated bath column and carefully looked at the various parameters. Mu Yungui said it was right, here you can freely adjust the proportion of the herbs. Every body's constitution and injury are different. The default medicine in the tub is too rigid and may not be suitable for everyone. Experts and veterans prefer to come by themselves. Unfortunately, Jiang Shaocai swept from start to finish, and did not find any herbs he was familiar with.

Jiang Shaocai's face was grim, and it seemed that he had to prepare for the worst. The environment of the world of cultivating immortals has changed dramatically in ten thousand years. Not only the beasts undergoing abnormal changes under the nourishment of demonic energy, but also the plants. This also means that all the pills and secret recipes that Jiang Shaocai knows are invalid.

Now his body is full of holes, which is not good news for him.

Jiang Shaocai retracted his finger, and the blue aura hovered for a while before it went out suddenly. The room returned to silence, Jiang Shaocai looked at his palm and slowly clenched his fist.

Those who harmed him had better live a long life, and he would get back what they took from him.

The first night that Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaocai lived together passed by the sound of the endless waves. Early the next morning, Mu Yungui was awakened by a sirens. She was lying on the bed in a daze, and she was instantly awake when she heard another sharp reminder sound from the yard.

Someone broke through their door? Mu Yungui jumped out of bed, quickly pulled his coat from the screen, and ran outside the house. However, there was no dangerous person she imagined in the yard, only Jiang Shaocai stood in the morning light, slamming the door again and again.

The sky was faint, the sea was gleaming with fine phosphorescence, and the entire yard was shrouded in a light blue cool tone. Jiang Shaocai stood in the backlight, dressed in black, as if he had divided the dawn. His complexion is fair, his brows are more like swords in black, his lips are red and his teeth are white. He is taller than Nangongxuan, with a thinner waist and longer legs. Nangongxuan wears the same gloomy and burly clothes, but he wears cold and beautiful.

Mu Yun was in a daze for a moment. The first reaction was that the night had passed, and Yu still hadn't recovered his IQ. No, Jiang Shaocai still hadn't recovered to normal. The second reaction was to ask Jiang Shaocai: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shaocai turned around calmly and innocently, pointed to the door, and said, "Your door is broken and cannot be opened."

Jiang Shaocai didn't sleep all night and was studying the things Mu Yun returned home. Even though he had never seen it before, Jiang Shaocai was a smart man after all, and he quickly figured out a general way to use it. After dawn, Jiang Shao resigned to go out to breathe, and found that the door could not be opened.

This kind of thing can't trouble the genius. Jiang Shaocai took out the results of last night's research, but he tried all the possibilities, pressure, temperature, password, and sound, no matter what, he couldn't open the door. A mere door from the Age of Dharma could not stop Jiang Shaoci, but he just got on the bar and had to unlock the door.

Then Mu Yun returned.

Mu Yungui looked at him, speechless for a moment. It is rare that he has a bad brain and is so confident that Mu Yungui is embarrassed to hit him. She sighed slightly, and whispered: "It's not broken, but there is a restriction on the door. Look, open it like this."

Mu Yungui approached Jiang Shaoci, Jiang Shaoci stepped aside, watching her movements quietly. Mu Yungui pressed her finger on the floating platform next to the gate, a burst of light gathered from her fingertips and spread out, and with a click, the door opened.

Jiang Shaocai twitched his eyebrows, trying to hold back his emotions. Relying on fingerprints... so mentally retarded?

After Mu Yun returned to open the door, he paused for a while before remembering that there was no fingerprint of Jiang Shaocai at home, no wonder he couldn't open the door. Mu Yungui was a little embarrassed and tried to explain: "The principle of opening the door is based on your fingers. If you look carefully at your fingertips, there will be fine lines on it..."

"I know." Jiang Shaocai raised his hand and asked calmly, "How to save it?"

The reaction was quite quick, and Mu Yungui had just started, and he guessed what Mu Yungui was going to say. Jiang Shaocai's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers, well-proportioned joints, and thin calluses on the fingertips and tiger's mouth. At first glance, they are double-stretched hands. Mu Yungui held his index finger, pressed it on the floating platform for a while, and said, "Okay. If you want to go out in the future, unlock the door normally, don't stimulate the alarm anymore."

Jiang Shaocai hummed indifferently. The sea breeze blows and blows Mu Yungui's hair onto Jiang Shaoci. Only then did Mu Yungui realize that her clothes are disheveled, so she stood at the door and talked to Jiang Shaoci for a long time.

Mu Yungui's face turned red all of a sudden, Jiang Shaoci stood by, a full head taller than her. He didn't look at Mu Yungui, and said casually, "Don't you need to go to the school?"

Mu Yun's remarks reminded him that he ran back to tidy up his appearance. Jiang Shaocai slowly opened the door and looked at the environment silently.

I don’t know if the islanders rejected the Mu’s family or Mu Yungui’s mother deliberately moved away. The front is the sea, the back is the forest, and the roar of the beasts outside can be faintly heard.

Jiang Shaocai was very satisfied with this environment, living in isolation, hidden in the environment, and convenient to exercise his hands and feet, which was very suitable for him. Jiang Shaocai returned to the courtyard, just when he bumped into Mu Yungui and ran out. Mu Yungui has changed into a white disciple suit, with simple hair tied up, revealing a smooth face, dark apricot eyes, and a slender neck. He looks heroic and energetic. She saw Jiang Shaocai and quickly said, "I'm going to school. I will come back earlier today to show you the way. The islanders are very xenophobic, so don't walk around by yourself."

Jiang Shao resigned and nodded. If not necessary, he did not want to meet the islanders who were responsible for guarding him.

Mu Yungui crossed Jiang Shaoci's body and went out. The young man stood at the door with long legs and full of heroic spirit. When Mu Yungui passed by, he could smell the cedar on his body. Mu Yungui didn't think much about it when he brought Jiang Shaocai back last night, but now she felt a little bit different from Jiang Shaocai's mother.

The school was almost late, and Mu Yun couldn't think about it when he returned, so he ran out quickly. She walked two steps and stopped slowly. Upon seeing this, Jiang Shaocai asked, "What else is there?"

Mu Yun turned his head back, his lips moved, and he thought about it again and again: "When you are at home by yourself, you should spend more time in the yard basking in the sun."

Jiang Shaocai was stunned and asked, "What's this saying?"

Mu Yun returned to his words and stopped, and finally hinted: "It's nothing. More sunshine may be good for you."

Maybe, the brain that was stuck in ice was thawed.

Mu Yungui rushed down the mountain range, but luckily he caught up with the flying boat leading to the school in time. Mu Yungui swiped his identity token, and as soon as he sat on his seat, the flying boat started.

Muyun leaned against the window of Xuan, watching the flying boat rise from the ground, the trees and houses shrank quickly, and finally turned into a miniature toy. The red roof is hidden in the bushes, and in the distance is a tile-blue sea and a mirror-like sky.

Mu Yun sighed in his heart, what a beautiful sight, but it was a cruel and bloodthirsty monster under the calm sea.

The flying boat flew in the air, much faster than the boat, and it didn't take long for Mu Yun to return to the school. She stepped off the flying boat and walked to her classroom skillfully. She is very serious about cultivation, and she has always been the first and second person to come to the school. Today, because of Jiang Shao's resignation, she went out a little late. When she entered, there were already many people in the house.

Now that the master hasn't come, the classroom is buzzing, and everyone is talking to familiar seniors. As Mu Yun returned, the room seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and the voice fell silent one after another. Mu Yun looked back as if there was nothing, and carefully put his pen and ink on his seat. At this moment, an extremely surprised voice came from behind: "Mu Yun is back?"

Mu Yun turned back, and as expected, he saw an acquaintance.

Yesterday she deliberately killed her book-wearing girl, Dongfang Li.