I go crazy, you offer sacrifice to the heavens, the anti-involution in the cultivation world

The whole hall was silent.

Everybody understood every word.

But I can't understand it.

Like the drumbeats of a thunderstorm falling into my heart, sinking deeper and deeper.

The fate that has struggled for two lifetimes is still sinking at this moment.

There is no turning back.

Trying to change your fate against the will of heaven is a joke!

Fu Meng's cheeks were red and swollen, she supported herself on the ground with her hands, and tears fell one by one.

An indescribable soreness filled my heart, gripping my throat tightly, making me so uncomfortable that I couldn't utter a word.

A blast of thunder struck the ears of all the sect leaders, including Xu Wenjing.

Xu Wenjing was the first to react:

"Nonsense!"

Kanno Tsuki also made a rational analysis:

"Nie Baili is just an ordinary mortal, a farm girl. There is nothing special about her fate. How can it be worth exchanging? Besides, eight years ago, Fu Meng was also a child."

The implication is that even if there was a change, it was the couple's doing.

Mrs. Fu went too crazy, but miraculously calmed down.

She looked at her shattered dream, with sarcasm in her eyes.

"Really? She's still so young, but she actually accurately predicted that there's a disciple named Nie Baili who will be very successful in the future. Let us help her change her fate."

"But who would believe it? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, you all have been fooled by her!"

Madam Fu laughed loudly towards the sky, her voice sounded like both crying and laughing, which made people panic.

"Even my Yaoyao was tricked by her into coming to Qingxiao Sect."

After saying this, she stopped crying.

His eyes fell on his eldest daughter, and after a long pause, he forced a bitter smile:

"I wish you all the best, and I won't cause you any trouble."

After saying that, he shattered his own heart meridian with a palm.

"mother!"

With a scream from Fu Meng, the other party also fell down.

"Mrs. Fu!"

Wan Muchun hurried forward, but the person was already dead.

All the clan leaders present were stunned.

Paying for one's life is one thing.

Suicide is another matter.

Fu Meng was having trouble breathing, her vision was blurry, she wanted to cry but couldn't, and she even felt so nauseous that she wanted to vomit.

Nie Baili's soul was also extremely saddened when he saw this scene.

If Madam Fu hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten that she and Fu Meng had exchanged their destinies.

But it is hard to say who has a better life.

Shen Ji walked behind the head of the Fu family. The other party was kneeling on the ground with dull eyes and white foam at the corners of his mouth.

He gathered his spiritual energy in his palm and slapped the man on the back.

vomit--

Fu Yunsheng bent down and spit out a black ball of meat.

Look carefully, the mass of black meat is still moving.

"It's a demon foot worm."

The devil's foot worm does not cause any pain or itching when it enters the body, but it can corrode the human mind and gradually control the body.

The Buddhist leader said sharply:

"The Fu family couple was guarded by Fu Meng from Zhongzhou to Qingxiao Sect. If what Madam Fu said is true, it can also explain Fu Meng's use of the magic foot insect to confuse right and wrong and take people's lives."

"Otherwise....why would the head of a noble family take the blame for no reason?"

The whole hall was in an uproar.

Fu Meng couldn't hear a word.

The image of her sister's death kept flashing before her eyes. She struggled to crawl to her mother and sister, trying to reach out and touch them.

But he stopped the moment he touched them.

At this moment, Shen Wu Yue could no longer sit still.

"Fu Meng, answer me, do you have the ability to take someone's life?"

"As long as you say it, the elders and I will believe you."

Xu Wenjing was also anxious. "Don't worry, Master, I and the elders are on your side. As long as you didn't do it, Master will definitely help you clear your grievances!"

Fu Meng supported himself on the ground with his hands and slowly raised his head.

Red bloodshot appeared in her eyes, and the stares from all around her made her heart stop beating.

The coiled dragon on the roof circled around and around, as if trying to swallow her up.

The blood of the mother and sister mixed together on the ground, unable to be distinguished from each other.

are dead.

Better to die.

Once you are dead, secrets will always be secrets.

Fu Meng forced himself to calm down and tried to open his mouth:

"I......"

But as soon as I spoke, tears started to fall.

The sourness blocked the throat and the nose was extremely sticky.

"I......"

Faced with the expectant gazes of her master and the sect leader, she collapsed.

Lying on the ground crying helplessly!

Why can't she be a little more cruel?

Why does she have to face this rotten fate!

Why!

Nie Baili's hand passed across her cheek:

"Say it, I won't blame you."

The path I choose is my own, no one can force me.

Fu Meng knew that the time was right now.

Nie Baili is unconscious and there is no one to testify!

Even if she lies, no one can refute her!

But her sister's blood was still warm, and her mother's calm eyes before her death were deeply engraved in her mind.

Xu Wenjing was almost dying of anxiety.

"What am I talking about? Just tell me!"

Making a decision against your will requires long-term inner torture.

It only takes a moment of courage to tell the truth.

Fu Meng closed her eyes in despair: "It's me."

"..."

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

For the first time, Shen Ji's calm eyes showed surprise.

Nie Baili was also puzzled. Why bother?

Xu Wenjing's voice trembled: "What did you say?"

After saying it, Fu Meng suddenly felt relieved.

"It was me who took away Nie Baili's fate. Without me, she would have entered Qingxiao Sect and become its disciple. It was also me who deliberately mixed the Fu family's things into the evidence to make them shut up. Everything... was all my fault!"

Xu Wenjing still couldn't believe it:

“How…how is this possible??”

Although Fu Meng is competitive, he has always been the most motivated and hardworking child.

How could someone do such a thing?

Fu Meng evokes a mocking smile, and gives up on himself:

"How is it impossible? Everything I have today is because of my changed fate! Even the words I said when I asked you to be my master were taken from Nie Baili! Is that enough? I don't deserve it, is that enough!"

After yelling the last sentence, Fu Meng lay exhausted on the floor.

She suddenly thought of the words of the black cloak:

"Things are unpredictable. The more you want something, the more it will go against your wishes."

Tears of regret flowed down the corners of her eyes, slid into her thick hair, and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Wenjing stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Should I feel sorry for Fu Meng losing his relatives, or should I feel sorry for Nie Baili losing his fate and ruining his bright future?

The other sects were all there to watch the fun. It was a disgrace to Shen Wu Yue that Qing Xiao Sect had produced such a disciple!

"I never thought that the righteous path would produce such an evil disciple!"

"How dare you say that? You stepped on other people's fate to get to the top, and you dare to act rashly in front of us."

"I said that the outer sect disciple was extremely powerful, how did he end up in the outer sect? It must be because of her secret manipulation!"

"To let such a villain become his personal disciple is really blind!"

"If you steal from others, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. Karma!"

Everyone spoke one after another and nailed Fu Meng to the pillar of shame.

Nie Baili, who was usually ignored, has become a hot commodity at this moment.

Everyone is seeking justice for her under the banner of justice.

But he never asked Nie Baili whether he wanted justice.

Justice is just a cover, and everyone's purpose is to vent their displeasure towards the Qingxiao Sect.

Sitting in the main seat of the hall, Shen Wuyue pressed his temple with his index finger.