Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Three days later, Jiang Shuning flew to the Misty Forest on his sword.

The magic sword was flying quickly in the sky, and suddenly, a fierce attack came from behind.

Jiang Shuning fell directly to the ground and barely dodged it. When he was about to reach the ground, he used his spiritual power to cushion the momentum of his descent.

"Great Elder, what do you mean?"

The Great Elder stood in front of Jiang Shuning, and one hand had already begun to gather spiritual power: "Jiang Shuning, I only want to ask you one question, is Xuan Ling by your side? As long as you tell the truth, I can spare your life."

Jiang Shuning's eyes narrowed: "Master is in seclusion and has not come out. I have never seen him."

The Great Elder's spiritual power attacked him: "Then you can't blame me."

Jiang Shuning formed a barrier to protect himself, and at the same time dodged to avoid the attack, but the difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and getting hurt was inevitable.

He cursed in his heart: Bullshit truth! You already have the answer in your mind, why are you asking bullshit!

A gentle breeze passed by, the fierce attack was blocked, and Gu Ling suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The Great Elder had an unpleasant look on his face: "Your Majesty Xuan Ling, long time no see."

Gu Ling snuffed out the spiritual crane that the Great Elder had used to secretly deliver the message, and said indifferently, "Then, never see you again?"

The Great Elder's face changed and he turned around to escape, but he heard a "puff" sound. He lowered his head and saw a huge hole in his chest.

At the moment of death, he grinned. As long as he died, the information would be passed on, and the image of Lord Xuanling killing his fellow disciples would spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation.

Xuanling, you're done.

"Impulsive, too impulsive." The system shook its head, "Now everyone knows that your soul has left your body."

Gu Ling did not respond to the system, and she did not feel that she was impulsive.

Regardless of whether the Great Elder is killed or not, the news will get out anyway, so why not kill him?

The only thing she had to worry about was whether those bastards from the Tianqing Sect would enter the back mountain and destroy her body.

Jiang Shuning had no objection to Gu Ling's act of killing people, and asked worriedly: "Senior, will there be any trouble if the Great Elder dies?"

"One thing, I need to go back to the Tianqing Sect."

Jiang Shuning was stunned for a moment, then said, "Senior's matter is more important, Shuning can go to the secret realm by himself."

"You still dare to go to the secret realm in this situation, aren't you afraid that the people from the Tianqing Sect will tear you apart?"

The Great Elder's behavior clearly meant to put Gu Ling on the opposite side of the Tianqing Sect, and Jiang Shuning, as her disciple, would inevitably be implicated.

If all the disciples who went to Tianqing Sect this time received the news that Gu Ling killed the Great Elder, they might hunt down Jiang Shuning.

"The secret realm is very big. Besides, it doesn't appear often. It would be a pity if you don't go there." Jiang Shuning smiled as beautifully as always. "And I believe that you will come back before they tear me apart."

The secret realm is vast and has complex terrain. If the people traveling together do not agree on contact information in advance, they may not meet each other even after three months.

Gu Ling cast a few more protective seals and a teleportation array on Lingyu before heading to the Tianqing Sect.

Wumu Peak was still quiet, with no one setting foot there. Gu Ling passed through the barrier and entered the forbidden area in the back mountain, and came to the place where he was imprisoned.

Her body was frozen in frost, and she sat quietly on the ice bed, like a statue made of ice and snow.

Gu Ling stretched out his finger and touched his forehead, and a faint light flashed.

She searched through the storage ring for a bunch of treasures, making sure that the cave was well protected. Then, fluorescent light emanated from her fingertips, and countless spirit cranes appeared out of thin air and flew in all directions.

Reputation is all about marketing, it seems like everyone knows how to gain it.

So, not long after the video of Lord Xuanling murdering his fellow disciples spread, the opposite version of the story appeared.

It mainly tells the story of how the people of Tianqing Sect shamelessly treated a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and finally turned the tables on him.

As for harming fellow disciples?

What a joke! Isn't this justified revenge? Besides, I didn't have the same master as you from the Tianqing Sect.

If we dig deeper, we will find that even the name of Lord Xuan Ling was promoted by the Tianqing Sect itself. His real name is Gu Ling, and he has no intention of taking any Taoist name.

Outside the barrier, people from the Tianqing Sect also arrived.

Since Gu Ling has already come out of the forbidden area, there is no need for the forbidden area's barrier to exist. Several elders simply removed the barrier and led a large group of people to the depths of the forbidden area.

As soon as I entered, I met Gu Ling.

A group of people started to question him as if they were mentally ill. Gu Ling politely waited for them to finish speaking, and then said, "Finished? Then it's my turn."

Gu Ling smiled faintly: "How many people do you plan to kill?"

The surging spiritual power came with overwhelming pressure, the sky and the earth changed color, and the mountains and rivers shook.

This is the strength of a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

……

Gu Ling went on a killing spree in the Tianqing Sect, and Jiang Shuning also encountered his own crisis in the secret realm.

"puff--"

Jiang Shuning suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Chen Feng was about to strike him again, but was shaken away by the inexplicable power from Jiang Shuning and suffered internal injuries instead.

Chen Feng was dressed in a black robe, with demonic energy lingering around him. His face was pale and haggard, but his lips were red as if he had sucked blood, making him look like neither human nor ghost.

Even though he was injured, he didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed nervously: "Hahaha!"

"Jiang Shuning, you are so pathetic! Your parents sacrificed their lives to keep the secret. I never thought that their good son would still rely on his physique to become a powerful person many years later."

He grabbed Jiang Shuning's neck and moved closer to his face. His cold breath wrapped around him like a poisonous snake: "How is it? Is that great man satisfied with you?"

Chen Feng had used a life-saving magic weapon to survive the self-explosion with only a wisp of his soul left. He was seriously injured, and in order to survive, he harmed other cultivators and even ordinary people to suck their essence and blood, and became possessed by a demon.

Eleven years, a full eleven years!

In order to avoid being hunted down by the righteous, he lived a life neither human nor ghost, hiding in this secret place.

Unexpectedly, God was kind to him and sent the culprit to him.

That powerful person really valued Jiang Shuning so much that he actually left him a life-saving soul mark.

However, his grip tightened inch by inch. There are many ways in this world to make one's life worse than death.

Jiang Shuning's eyes turned cold, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, shaking Chen Feng away. He knew that he was no match for Chen Feng and did not want to fight any longer.

"You were there that day, right? Did you see it? Two cultivators in the Spiritualization Stage, 'bang'! Just..."

Jiang Shuning swung his sword, but was easily blocked by Chen Feng. He smiled distortedly and ferociously: "It turned into a ball of blood mist, without even a corpse left."

At this moment, all the talk of judging the situation and saving the hills was bullshit. Jiang Shuning just wanted to cut this bastard into pieces.

Jiang Shuning's hands were shaking as he held the sword. The death of his parents replayed in his mind again and again, and finally turned into the hideous face in front of him.

He stepped forward again and again with his sword in hand, and was knocked away again and again. He had more and more wounds on his body, but none of them was fatal.

The pain from the wound was in his body, but the pain in his heart, like a knife stabbing him, made it even more difficult for him to breathe.

Didn't he know that he was asking for trouble? Didn't he know how to run away?

He knew he was punishing himself.

The person who killed the parents could be Chen Feng or Zhang San or Li Si. As long as he has the furnace physique, he will attract these greedy and vicious people.

It's his fault.

Everything is his fault.

A few wisps of black air appeared in Jiang Shuning's scarlet eyes, and his spiritual power began to riot.

Chen Feng laughed heartily, yes, that's it, he was possessed by a demon, why was he the only one living a life neither human nor ghost?

He grabbed Jiang Shuning's clothes on his chest, and the devilish energy on his body rushed towards Jiang Shuning: "To celebrate your becoming a devil, I will give you a small gift."

I hope that after becoming a demon, Jiang Shuning can still be favored by that powerful person, otherwise...

"Pfft-"

The two were too close to each other, and Chen Feng was careless and stabbed in the chest by Jiang Shuning.

Jiang Shuning smiled lightly, his eyes were clear, and his tone was lazy and ethereal: "Gift... Do you mind giving me a life as a gift?"

The living heart was held in a white hand, and the blood dripped out, creating a deadly melody.

Chen Feng had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and was thrown to the ground by Jiang Shuning.

However, this was not the end yet. Black mist was shrouded in Chen Feng's body, and the surging demonic energy began to expand. Jiang Shuning thought to himself that something was wrong. A chill came from a distance and froze Chen Feng and the demonic energy in the blink of an eye.

A stranger approached, smiling and polite, "Excuse me, are you Jiang Shuning, Gu Ling's apprentice?"