Chapter 2960: Life for life
Seeing the Wuji Sect monk who launched a suicide attack, Mu Jiuling was slightly stunned at first, and then started to laugh loudly.
“Come on, come on, everyone!
I remember clearly all the participants who destroyed the Baihe Sect back then. You let them all die to atone for their sins!”< br>
Mu Jiuling looked around, his eyes full of anticipation, and shouted loudly at the Wuji Sect Master.
Seeing Mu Jiuling's appearance, the Wuji Sect cultivators secretly gritted their teeth, but they could only remain silent.
“Don’t worry, they will all come. Even if someone doesn’t want to come, I will catch them and send them to you!”
The Wuji Sect Master’s tone was calm and his expression became more and more indifferent. Since he Once you make up your mind, there will never be any hesitation.
In order to preserve the Wuji Sect, even if you make a small sacrifice, what does it mean?
Hearing the reply from the Wuji Sect Master, Mu Jiuling smiled even more happily and made a gesture of please start.
The surrounding Wuji Sect monks have sensed the determination of the sect leader, and are obviously prepared to compromise.
The faces of the Wuji Sect monks who were hiding among the crowd and never dared to show their faces became extremely ugly, knowing that they could not escape this disaster.
No matter what their status is or how important their status is, they cannot be compared with the survival of Wuji Sect.
Although I don’t want to stand up, I have nowhere to escape under the gaze of everyone.
In the end, he could only bite the bullet and approach Mu Jiuling, but his heart was extremely heavy.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoists of the Wuji Sect, I have dragged you down today. I, Qiu Shengzi, am here to apologize to you.
Today I will leave without a trace of dust. All the grievances and grudges of the past will be forgotten. When all is written off.
< br>If I have the opportunity to embark on the path of spiritual practice again in the next life, I hope that all my fellow disciples will help me when they meet me!”
A monk with a rough face said goodbye to the Wuji Sect monks! , and then walked towards Mu Jiuling in front.
“You boy from the Baihe Sect, don’t think that you are carrying a blood feud, we monks all deserve to die.
In the world of spiritual practice, it is normal for the weak to prey on the strong. Which sect is not full of blood in the process of its rise?
You Baihe Sect oppresses others, and we destroy your Baihe Sect. This is a matter of course. Why do you feel wronged?
Today you avenge the Baihe Sect, and tomorrow there will be monks collecting debts for my Wuji Sect. Don’t think you can avoid it, it’s just that it will come sooner or later. "
Mu Jiuling just sneered. He couldn't hear anything else. He only knew that the monk in front of him was indeed involved in the tragedy of annihilating the sect.
Damn bastard, if it weren't for his lack of strength, How could he be allowed to live so long?
After the rough monk finished speaking, he controlled his life magic weapon and hit himself hard on the head.
"I can only take my own life, no one else needs to intervene!"
With a muffled sound, the rough monk's brain burst, but he fell into the dust with a smile on his face.
The magic weapon hanging in the air whined, as if to say goodbye to its master, and then suddenly exploded.
This magic weapon has a spirit. After the death of its owner, it also self-destructed and was buried.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding monks fell silent, and some simply closed their eyes.
"Hahaha, this Qiushengzi is really impatient. He is anxious about everything, even to death!"
As a burst of laughter came, the two monks fell down and stopped. Next to the body of the rough monk.
A monk in white robes took out a large wine flask from his waist and poured half of it on the ground.
“This is Qiling Fairy Brew. You once said you wanted to try it, but you never had the chance.
This time our brothers passed by Qiling and specially made this pot, just to give you a taste.
It's a pity that you don't have a good taste. You can't drink it in this life, so you can only wait until the next life. "
The white-clothed monk sighed, raised the flask, raised his head and poured the remaining liquor into his mouth.
The black-clothed monk next to him never opened his mouth, as if he was a hard stone. Stone.
The white-clothed monk dropped the wine bottle, swayed slightly, and looked at the black-clothed monk.
"Brother, we have been members of the Wuji Sect for three hundred and sixty years, and it seems that we have done this wrong thing, and as a result, someone came to visit us.
People want us to pay for our lives, but we can't be rogue. We owe you The debt we owe must be repaid eventually.
But if there is an afterlife, the two of us will still be brothers, can you? Don't forget that you have an elder brother."
Hearing this, the monk in black moved his mouth, and then said softly: "Hurry up, Qiu Shengzi is on the way, I'm afraid he can't wait any longer. "
Hearing this, the monk in white smiled and nodded, then slowly sat cross-legged on the ground and hummed softly. "Traveling thousands of mountains, traveling thousands of miles, and practicing cultivation is a long journey.
Although the body is lightened by the morning breeze and night dew, who knows the bitter taste of ice?
Being at ease and seeking freedom, all mortals are good at cultivating immortality.
But they don’t know that the way of heaven is difficult and dangerous, and thousands of years of hard work are gone in an instant.
It’s better to laugh and curse in this mortal world, with wine and tea companions as companions.
Looking back a hundred years ago, I am as happy as a god..."
The singing is melodious and rich, with a unique rhythm, which is a rhythm that practitioners often sing.
The monks in white sang. , the voice became deeper and deeper, and it turned out to be silent The breath shattered the soul.
This was a great pain that even the monks could not bear, but the monks in white showed no pain at all.
The monks around him saw this. , couldn't help but feel slightly moved.
Looking at the monk in black, the same is true, he fell silently.
The two monks ignored Mu Jiuling from the beginning to the end, and obviously did not take him seriously.
The vast majority of monks are actually full of pride. Although they died because of Mu Jiuling, they look down on his behavior at all.
In the name of revenge, he acted like a rogue. Although he was forced to do nothing, he could see Mu Jiuling's pattern.
Being from a small sect, his acting style is extreme and stingy, and he is destined to fail to achieve success.
As the three monks committed suicide, more and more Wuji Sect monks took the initiative to come to Mu Jiuling.
Some people laughed loudly, while others roared, but no one chose to escape.
There was silence all around, no matter in the sky or on the earth, all the monks had their eyes on this place.
In the face of right and wrong, these Wuji Sect monks could die calmly, which made the onlookers secretly sigh.
The monks who originally looked down on the Wuji Sect also changed their minds at this moment. Although the monks in this sect are mixed, many monks still have the courage to take responsibility.
The monks who participated in the massacre of the Baihe Sect continued to kill themselves, using blood to appease Mu Jiuling's hatred, thus in exchange for the peace of the Wuji Sect.
But there are still some monks who are not willing to die like this and want to flee in full view of the public.
How could Master Wuji allow it? He would never let a participant go, causing other monks from the sect to sacrifice in vain.
Whenever a monk fled, he would personally take action, capture the monk and throw him in front of Mu Jiuling.
Mu Jiuling will not refuse anyone who comes. As long as he is confirmed to be his old enemy, he will curse him to death without hesitation.
Unconsciously, hundreds of monks had fallen on the square in front of Mu Jiuling.
Their strength may be high or low, and their reputations may be great or small, but their souls have all dissipated and turned into cold corpses.
“So many people have died, is that enough?”
The Wuji Sect leader looked at Mu Jiuling and asked in an indifferent tone.
Mu Jiuling shook his head and said with a sneer: "The monks who died here were indeed the murderers back then, but why was there no real culprit who provoked this incident?
Just because you have a special status and are the descendants of sect elders, do you have to choose to protect me? "
Mu Jiuling looked at the Wuji Sect Master, his mouth full of ridicule. If the culprit is not killed, then what is the meaning of this revenge?
The Wuji Sect Master suddenly smiled and faced Mu Jiu Ling looked mockingly and said in a tone without any emotion: "It is because of them that the Wuji Sect suffered this disaster. I actually want to kill them more than you do.
Covering? How is that possible! ”
As soon as he finished speaking, a monk hiding in the crowd was directly imprisoned and thrown towards Mu Jiuling
The expression of an elder from the Wuji Sect next to him suddenly changed, and he subconsciously tried to rescue him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took action, he was hit hard behind him and fell to the ground softly.
(End of this chapter)