The apprentice always wants to commit the following

Chapter 51

No third person knew about the conversation between the master and the apprentice.

The young man changed out of the Xuanling Sect's disciple uniform, and put on a white shirt embroidered with bamboo leaves, wearing a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.

Mu Cangyu sat respectfully in front of Mu Xinglan, listening to the instruction.

Outside the window, the night is dark and the dew is heavy.

After a long time, the carved wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and the cool wind quickly flowed into the room around the temples.

Mu Xinglan, who was dressed in plain white, came out from inside, the six-petal plum blossom on her forehead was as bright red as blood.

The moment she stepped out of the door, Su Hanqin with faint blue light appeared in Mu Xinglan's arms, the flower tinsel on her forehead disappeared, and her appearance also changed, becoming ordinary, making her People forget in a blink of an eye.It's just that pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, but they are too attractive, people can't help but feel the beauty in them.

Mu Cangyu came out behind Mu Xinglan, bowed to Mu Xinglan's leaving back and gave a big gift: "Disciple sends master respectfully, safe journey."

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After resigning from the position of Peak Master, Mu Xinglan felt much more relaxed.After she went down the mountain, she walked aimlessly on the mainland, wherever she went.

Mu Xinglan felt that it had been too long, too long, and she had never felt so relaxed.

The cultivators who passed by Mu Xinglan in some cities never imagined that this ordinary-looking female cultivator with a qin wrapped in a white cloth bag on her back would be the one who passed the catastrophe. ancestor.

There were also some monks who saw Mu Xinglan, a female cultivator, out alone. Although she was wearing simple clothes, the clothes were not made of ordinary materials. They expected that she had a lot of property, so they wanted to blackmail some spirit stones from her.

In the end, they were all failures. The lesser ones were immobilized by Mu Xinglan, and the more serious ones were injured.

Mu Xinglan thinks that she is not a kind person, she travels to relax herself, but she will not care about those people because of her status like when she was still in Xuan Lingzong.

Of course, when she was still in Xuan Lingzong, because of her status, no one dared to use those third-rate methods in front of her, even if she was going out to attend some kind of conference.

She concealed her original appearance, which saved a lot of trouble.

Not all the monks on the righteous way are serious about their cultivation, and some of them only want to take shortcuts—such as the cauldron furnace.Rong Jinyue's physique is a top-notch physique.

When the Rong family sent her to Xuan Lingzong, it was because someone from a certain cultivator clan fell in love with Rong Jinyue's physique.Practicing together with someone with a cauldron physique can get twice the result with half the effort.

Even if it's just an ordinary double cultivation, it will be of great benefit to the growth of cultivation base.

However, one out of tens of thousands of monks with this physique may not be able to produce one.

Therefore, these crooked ways will also choose ordinary monks as cauldrons, and rely on the skills they practice to transfer other people's cultivation bases to themselves through double cultivation.

Since they are all cauldrons, it is natural to choose good-looking people. People are visual animals, unless they have some special hobbies.

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Ever since he left Shang'an City, Mu Xinglan had always felt that someone was following him secretly.

With her cultivation base, it is actually hard not to notice this.

It's just that the other party doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions, and she wants to find out what the other party's purpose is, so she has never discovered the other party.

Let the opponent follow behind.

But after being followed for two months, Mu Xinglan became a little impatient because the other party still didn't make any other moves.

No one likes to be followed by other people all the time, and everything is watched.

Mu Xinglan carried Su Hanqin on her back, and when she walked alone into the depths of a deserted forest, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

With her as the center, white ice spread towards the surroundings at a very fast speed, and at the same time, the powerful coercion of the Transcending Tribulation Period covered the surroundings.

"You've been following me for so long, tell me, what's your purpose?" Mu Xinglan's voice was a bit chilly.

The moment the words fell, a woman wearing a black dress and covering her face appeared in front of Mu Xinglan. On the left side of her body was the ice that had spread from Mu Xinglan's spell just now.

It's a magician.

No matter how well she hides it, with Mu Xinglan's current cultivation base, she can be seen at a glance, and the way of luck between the magic cultivator and the orthodox monks is completely opposite.

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Regarding Mu Xinglan's question, the woman dressed in black was silent for a few seconds, then spoke with a little hesitation, with a slow respect in her tone, "The lord ordered the subordinates to follow the venerable all the way."

"Who is your lord? How did you recognize me?" Mu Xinglan was a little surprised that the other party answered her question so easily.

Who on the other side of the Demonic Way has a grudge against her?But this woman's attitude was completely harmless, even respectful.What's more, she changed her face. No one knew about the night she went down the mountain, except for the little uncle and Mu Cangyu, not even Mu Hailan.

"The current Master Mozun is the master of the subordinates. As for how the subordinates recognized the Venerable, please forgive me for not revealing." The woman lowered her head and answered Mu Xinglan's question.This is a secret method of tracing that has been passed down from generation to generation in her family, so naturally she cannot tell others easily.

"Ah Jin..." It took Mu Xinglan only a second to realize who the "current Master Mozun" was in the woman's mouth. He was her first personal disciple, and she personally brought him up Disciple, the title that she used to call "exit" was unconsciously spit out again in her mouth.

Then she came back to her senses, the voice still had a chill in it: "What did she send you to follow me for?"

Mu Xinglan knew very well that Rong Jinyue, who became a demon cultivator, and Rong Jinyue, who was still a Taoist cultivator, looked like two different people.The current Rong Jinyue, compared with the Rong Jinyue who just became a demon 600 years ago, must have a very different personality.

"The master only asked his subordinates to follow the venerable and report the whereabouts of the venerable in a timely manner. As for what to do, the subordinates don't know." The woman almost answered Mu Xinglan's questions.

Mu Xinglan sneered: "Then go back and tell her that if you want to see me, you can come by yourself! Don't send people to follow me in a sneaky way, or don't blame me for ignoring the teacher-student relationship back then and killing you all! "

"...This subordinate will definitely bring your lord's words to the lord." The woman hesitated for a moment, then answered Mu Xinglan's words.

After Venerable Ling Zhen left the customs, she was sent to the Zhengdao Xuan Lingzong to inquire about the specific situation of Venerable Ling Zhen.During this time, the lord has been telling her that if the venerable finds her, don't hide anything, and the venerable will answer whatever he asks, and agree to all requests.

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"Did she really say that?"

In the dark hall, there was an indistinct figure behind the bright red veil, the woman asked lazily.

"Yes, His Majesty Ling Zhen did tell his subordinates this way, and asked his subordinates to come back and tell the Lord." The dark guard, masked in black, knelt on one knee on the ground paved with white jade, and replied respectfully.

Behind the bright red veil, laughter suddenly sounded.

Then he ordered: "Go down, tell the others, don't follow her anymore."

"Yes! This subordinate takes orders!"

A wind blew into the dark hall, and the bright red curtains fluttered gently.

"Master..."

Suddenly, the woman behind the curtain murmured. ____________________________________________________________________________

Today's rain is particularly heavy.

Mu Xinglan stayed in a small inn above a small town for one night, and in the middle of the night, it started to rain.

During the day, not only did the rain show no sign of stopping, but it got heavier and heavier.

Downpours of rain poured down.

"Girl, if you want to leave, wait until the rain stops before leaving!"

This small inn was opened by an old couple. The son took his daughter-in-law and grandchildren back to his natal family to visit relatives, so only the old couple and a few staff were left in the inn.

The grandma in the old couple saw Mu Xinglan standing at the door of the inn with a piano on her back, looking like she was about to leave, so she yelled.

This is not a very wealthy and prosperous town, and there are not many travelers living in the inn, and it is still early, so most of the travelers upstairs are still sleeping.

"Thank you grandma for your concern, but I really should leave." In terms of age, Mu Xinglan was countless times older than the other party.

"You're a girl who goes out alone... oh... forget it, if you want to go, take this umbrella, be careful on the road, the road is slippery when it rains!"

Grandma hurriedly asked the clerk to deliver a yellow oil-paper umbrella, and did not forget to ask Mu Xinglan to be careful.

Mu Xinglan naturally would not refuse others' kindness, even if the rain was nothing to her, she could solve it with a small spell.

"Thank you grandma!" She smiled back.

Grandma waved her hand heartily, she is also a parent.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Mu Xinglan left the inn.

Grandma saw her back disappearing into the rain curtain and could no longer be seen, so she lowered her head and continued to settle accounts.

Turning around suddenly, she saw a few taels of silver not far from her hand.

Grandma was taken aback.

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The ground paved with stone slabs was washed particularly clean by the heavy rain.

There was no one on the road, except for the sound of rain, there was only the sound of wind.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Mu Xinglan seemed to be strolling in the rain.

The oil-paper umbrella couldn't cover such a heavy rain, but there was no trace of her body being wet by the rain.

With Su Hanqin on her back, Mu Xinglan looked straight ahead calmly, walking step by step.

Inside the rain curtain ahead, a conspicuous but indistinct red suddenly appeared.

It was a red oiled paper umbrella.

It was a red figure.

Like a fire burning in water.

One step, one step, one step, she moved towards Mu Xinglan slowly but gracefully.

The author has something to say: Jinjiang is too smokey. I had something to tell everyone. I typed a long paragraph, but I swallowed it all on the spicy chicken website, so I didn’t feel in the mood to type it a second time. I was so angry that I wanted to curse. .Here is a simple statement to everyone, I am not in good health, and the hormones in my body are not normal. I also went for an examination when I was taking care of my grandmother in the hospital. The doctor told me not to stay up late, cooperate with drug treatment, and pay special attention to what I eat .So I try my best to write when I have free time during the day, so the update is relatively slow, so you can get fatter.I want to write better, and I want to be worthy of everyone's money for painting.

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