Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

When Fusu and his party came to the altar, they could see a group of people dressed in various colors standing around the empty hall from a distance. The group of Sanqing Daoists headed by Jing Rui stood in front of the altar, standing on the steps on both sides. There are two Xuantian disciples holding whisks.

Seeing Fusu and his party, Han Ruoer and Tong Yi waved their hands excitedly, and called softly, "Fusu Nangong, here it is."

Fusu looked at the innocent and carefree appearance of the two, smiled sincerely at them, then stood on the other side far away, Xiuzhu looked at Han Ruo'er and the others calmly, without making any comments .

Seeing Fusu walking to other places, Han Ruoer blinked in wonder, looked at Tong Yi suspiciously and asked, "Did you make him angry?"

Tong Yi snorted angrily, and said, "How is it possible, Fusu and I have a good relationship."

The two had another childish quarrel, Liancheng frowned slightly as they watched, Tong Yi made a gesture of shutting up and looked at the altar intently.

Fusu stood directly in front of the altar, and Wei Jie stood not far from Jingrui. He saw Fusu at first sight. He looked at Fusu with a gentle look in his eyes, and his cold temperament instantly increased. Very soft.

Fusu secretly held the hand hidden in his sleeve, and turned his eyes away from him.

Wei Jie looked at Fusu suspiciously, frowned with worry, and when he was about to step forward, he heard Jing Rui from above say in a deep voice:

"At that time, the demon sect was in chaos, the world was not peaceful, misfortunes arose everywhere, and killings happened everywhere. This is the misfortune of the common people, and it is also the misfortune of my cultivation world. The next time I turned the blood demon sect to spread the poison of corpses, harming all living beings, creating evil, this revenge, It must be reported! Today, my cultivator and disciples gathered together to use their own strength to overcome the evil spirits of the four directions and open the gate of life!"

Listening to Jing Rui's words, the crowd was silent, everyone's face could not hide their sadness, saving sentient beings, those who were infected with corpse poison, they brought them back one by one, and not long ago, they were still fresh and lovely His life is about to be burned at this time, completely ending this period of floating life.

"Kill the Demon Sect, cross the soul! Kill the Demon Sect, cross the soul!" Someone in the crowd shouted in a low voice, and then.These six words echoed in the hall with a deafening momentum, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Kill the Demon Sect, save the soul!"

"Kill the Demon Sect, save the soul!"

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Looking at the angry disciples, Feng Jingrui waved his hands, and everyone silenced for a moment, only to hear him say again: "In addition to the cultivation of my sect, all my practitioners can learn the art of saving souls, no matter how high or low they are. , everyone recite the mantra of saving souls!"

As his words fell, there were bursts of chanting sounds around the altar, and there was a faint gathering of rays of light in the midair, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have dispersed a little.

Hearing everyone's murmurs, Jingjingrui, Ji Shengming and others looked at each other, and stood around the altar. Jingfengrui stood in the middle, took the incense sticks from a disciple, and inserted them into the altar devoutly. In the middle, the incense was burning in the altar, and a smell of incense ash gradually spread, covering the surroundings. I saw that with Jing Rui's low voice, where the four of them were standing, a bright yellow talisman suddenly floated. To the middle of the main hall, combined with the glow of the sky.

Master Ji Chengming, Master Wufan of Jingrui Sanqing, glanced at each other, and quickly chanted weird Zhouyu, and as their voices sounded, the incantations on the spells in mid-air gradually glowed bright yellow, and the disciples of the spells The white light of the chant gradually gathered together, forming a Tai Chi.

Feng Jingrui looked at the gossip formation with cold eyes, his eyes flashed sharply, and a round light ball in his hand flew towards the empty hall. Everyone felt a dazzling light in front of their eyes. When they looked again, the empty ground surrounded by everyone There were countless poisonous people standing there. Those poisonous people were in different shapes, some had broken arms and legs, and some were intact. They were in various postures. At first glance, they looked like stone sculptures, but the rotten human flesh was blue and black. Liquid, all tell people that these are poisonous corpses that were killed after infection.

The air was filled with the smell of all kinds of rotting flesh. Everyone had smelled this smell for several days, but now they still felt nauseated when they smelled it again. Although they felt uncomfortable, they were completely undisturbed and concentrated on reciting the soul-salvation mantra .

Jing Rui and the others glanced at the group of corpses, quickly forming seals in their hands, and heard a low moan.

Standing in the crowd, Fusu looked at the gossip array in mid-air, and heard the chanting voices of four people, putting Buddha in the wild world, everything around him was gone, surrounded by eager wind, the raging wind was noisy As if questioning him loudly.

Why kill! ?

What is benevolence? !

Why die? !

There are various patterns in front of my eyes, some are leisurely lying on the peach tree and stealing a drink when I was a child, and some are childish like snuggling in the arms of my mother;

There is a handover of fate holding an umbrella and looking at the child who fell to the ground in embarrassment, reaching out and asking him if you would like to go with me;

There is the desolate grief of Xiangyang holding him in hysteria, and the ruthlessness and injustice of Xiang Fusu in the sea of ​​fire in red;

You with Wei Jie's indifferent face are not worthy of that lingering kiss, and in the end, Qu Xiujie looked at him in the sea of ​​fire and smiled slightly, and said in an ethereal voice, "It's time to go."

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If all the events of this life appeared in front of his eyes like a replay, Fusu stood in the barbaric world, heart palpitations came from his chest, he clutched his chest in pain, the red mark between his brows was shining brightly, he couldn't bear it Biting his lip, cold sweat slid down his forehead, down his cheeks and fell to the ground.

There was a sudden roar in the ear, and then, mixed with the sound of burning fire, one after another sound came.

"Rebellious son! Kill father and mother! Destroy humanity!"

"Su Er, my mother hurts so much...Su Er, why, why..."

"It was born.. a girl.."

"I kill all the people in the world, whether it is the one I love or the one who loves me, only the dead will not leave me...Jun Jie, I will always be with you..."

"But the way is, I forgot my old friend..."

"Ten years are similar, this life will never change..."

"Master, I love you..."

"wait for me..."

"Fusu, you have to go back..."

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Fusu covered his ears in pain, as if his body was in pain as if he was about to be torn apart. A person slowly appeared in front of his eyes. He was dressed in white like snow, with handsome features and a dusty temperament. He was holding a sword, and his eyes were full of resentment. He asked 'Why?' Fusu's whole body trembled uncontrollably, he staggered back step by step, but the man swung his sword coldly, and the sky and the earth were blood red.

"Master! Master!"

Xiuzhu's call suddenly came from next to his ear, Fusu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of bewilderment as he looked at the huge Yin-Yang Bagua formation in front of him.

He is back?

"what happened?"

Xiuzhu gently wiped off the cold sweat from Fusu's forehead, and asked in a worried low voice.

Fu Su calmed down and shook his head.

Xiuzhu put away the handkerchief, but saw Fusu standing there, slightly bowing his head, his body trembling slightly, Xiuzhu was stunned, followed his line of sight, and a guard in white came into view...

On the high platform, Jing Rui's movements suddenly paused, and a sharp look flashed in Lie Leng's eyes.

"Brother" Sanqing Daoist's face turned slightly pale, and he reminded aloud, Feng Jingrui nodded, retracted his mind and devoted himself to the purification.

I saw the Tai Chi in the mid-air spinning rapidly. In the windless weather, everyone's clothes were flying. With the sound of "broken" by Jing Rui, the gossip Tai Chi slowly landed and covered the poisonous corpse. In contact with the Taiji, black air visible to the naked eye appeared around the poisonous corpse, and the black Qi intertwined with each other, domineering and vicious, floating above the Taiji.

Feng Jingrui waved his sleeves, and a long sword glowing with blue light appeared in his hand. He swung the long sword quickly, like a dragon dancing in a ravine, the light of the sword turned into a long sword, and scattered the poisonous gas Come.

With the disappearance of the poisonous gas, the standing poisonous man seemed to have lost his support and fell to the ground neatly, no longer the horrible feeling.

Everyone cheered softly, happily sharing their happy mood with those around them.

However, Jing Rui and the others on the high platform did not relax at all.

At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from the ear. The flute sound was so melodious that it moved the listeners, and everyone fell silent for a moment. However, the flute sound only played for a moment before the erhu disappeared.

Hearing the sound of the flute in his ear, Fusu mooed, "Here we come!"

I saw that the crowd on the opposite side suddenly became chaotic, and a man came out staggeringly.

"Brother Shao, what's the matter with you?" The disciple standing next to Shao Wenze looked at Shao Wenze and asked worriedly.

I saw Shao Wenze standing sluggishly, with his hands unconsciously grasping in front of him, as if he was muttering something, he walked forward with a sway.

Everyone listened carefully, his hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of it:

"Master..."

"Master..."

Shao Wenze staggered out of the crowd, separated by the poisonous people all over the floor, smiling happily, but his eyes were dull, he looked ahead, his voice became louder and louder

"Master, I'm Shao Wenze...We used to study together in Xiangfu Academy back then, and we were still at the same table...Master...Master...They all said you were dead...I don't believe it...But Xiangfu was completely burned down... I can't find you...Master...Master..."

"Young master... I know that the remnant soul of Luo Shushan was stolen by the young master, but I will not tell others...Young master...Young master, can you not leave Zewen in the future??"

Looking at Shao Wenze opposite, Fu Su lowered his eyes and spoke the same words as the previous day.

Hearing the words 'Luo Shushan', 'remnant soul', and 'resurrected from the dead', everyone was shocked, looking at Shao Wenze with horror and suspicion in their eyes.

"I remember that Brother Shao came from Xiangfu in Kyoto more than ten years ago..."

The crowd did not know who said it, and everyone woke up.

That's right, Shao Wenze came from the Xiang family in Kyoto in the past, and the young master he was talking about should be the son of the Xiang family.

"But, hasn't the Xiang family been silenced? By the Blood Demon Sect..."

Hearing this, everyone felt their backs go numb. The exterminated person is back?

"What was he talking about...was Luo Shushan's remnant soul stolen?...who was he talking to?"

Everyone was awakened by a single word, and looked in the direction of Shao Wenze's gaze, it was... Qisu!

Han Ruoer looked at Fusu and covered her mouth in surprise.

The people standing around Fusu were also startled, and they quickly and vigilantly held their weapons and kept away from him. The weapons in their hands were pointed directly at him, as if they would strike at him if there was anything wrong.

"Master...Master..."

Shao Wenze was still calling there, and staggered over the corpse and walked towards him. Every time he took a step forward, the eyes of everyone looking at Fusu changed to panic.

Fusu stood where he was, holding a fan in his hand, watching coldly, without saying a word.

"I seem to have seen him..."

Suddenly there was a whisper in the crowd, and everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see Amu looking at Fusu, hesitantly saying: "On the day when Xiangfu exterminated the clan, I rescued Uncle Wei who was unconscious, I was busy going out Grabbed medicine for him, but I found that I had no money on me when I was halfway there, so I turned back. When I was about to enter the cave, I saw a young man in red walking in. The man was covered in blood, and I was terrified. After a jump, I eavesdropped outside the door, and vaguely heard the person say something like 'Yangyang', 'Corpse'... It's been a long time and I can't remember.. It's just that the person is wearing such a red suit Clothes.."

"Red clothes...I seem to have heard that Mr. Xiang Fusu likes to wear red clothes the most."

"Speaking of which, I've always wondered why they appear here... Is it a bit too coincidental..."

People talked one by one, and after a while, the people around walked away, only Fusu and Xiuzhu stood together.

On the high platform, Wei Jie looked at Fusu who lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, and listened to everyone's words, and some neglected things clearly appeared in his mind one by one.

Back then, the master died in his arms...

The poisonous corpse that suddenly stopped while in the cave..

Qi Fan, who was acting weird in Cangzhou County...

There are too many things, an answer faintly emerged in his mind, Wei Jie held the palm in his cuff.Looking at Fusu, who was surrounded by the crowd and was alone and silent, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart, that was his master.

Wei Jie took a step forward and walked towards Fusu, but before he could take any further steps, Jing Rui on the side stopped him, shaking his head slightly with Shen Mei.

"Master..."

Shao Wenze walked up to Fusu and looked at him admiringly, his delirious eyes full of desire.

"Master, you said you would leave with me..."

Fusu raised his eyes to look at Shao Wenze, seeing the madness in his eyes, and the phrase "I will help you" from the blood man appeared in his mind

He actually helped him like this!

"Qisu, tell them that's not the case! You should explain to them quickly."

Han Ruo'er ran out suddenly, she tugged on Fusu's sleeve and said eagerly.

Fusu looked at her, as if surprised, smiled slightly, and said, "Explain? Explain what?"

Seeing the joyful smile on his face, Han Ruoer was startled, her legs softened and she fell to the ground, staring at him with wide eyes, and was led back to the crowd by Tong Yi who hurried over.

"It's really you."

On the high platform, Sanqing Daoist held his whisk and stared at Fusu closely.

Fusu smiled lightly, opened Yuxiao's fan and fanned it leisurely, and said, "I don't know who the real person is talking about, Qisu? Qi Fan asked Fusu...or...the Blood Demon Lord?"

He smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "I don't know who the real person is referring to?"

"what!"

As his words fell, people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Xiang Fusu and the Blood Demon Lord are one person! ?

As Fusu's words fell, the sky that was slowly clearing was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning gradually appeared, and a cold wind slowly blew.

Xiang Fusu stood among the crowd, wearing a red dress fluttering in the wind, evil spirits in his phoenix eyes, and the red mark on his forehead was even more strange.

"Sovereign Blood Demon, is that you?"

"Yes"

"...The Xiangfu family, you killed them?"

"Yes"

"How can you do it!"

Daoist Sanqing yelled loudly and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he ignored it completely, looked at the people in the audience, and said angrily: "Your father was always sober, how could he give birth to such a rebellious son like you!! There are 150 people in Xiang's family , how can you do it!"

Hearing this, Fusu laughed softly, hearing his laughter, everyone was terrified.

"How can I do it? I don't know, maybe it's because it's too boring, so I can only find something to do."

"Demon..Demon.."

In the crowd, Amu suddenly cried out. He stepped back step by step, his eyes were full of horror, and when he met Fusu's mocking gaze, he froze, and the next moment he suddenly appeared in front of Fusu, his neck was pierced by a Pinching her hands fiercely, Fusu looked at him with disgust and disdain in her eyes.

"Let go of me!! Help!!! Ah!!!"

With a cry of surprise, Amu's whole body was twisted off his neck, and blood gushed from the broken part stained with flesh. Amu's eyes were wide open, and before he died, he didn't believe that he would die like this.

Fusu threw the head to the side in disdain, screams all around, several people rushed up with swords in hand, Xiuzhu's hand moved, and those people fell into a pool of blood.

Everyone was frightened, and they took a few steps back in fear, not daring to go forward.

Fusu wiped off the blood from his hands in dissatisfaction, looked at the crowd and said, "I hate people interrupting me..."

Fusu looked at the real person Sanqing, and said with a smile: "I wonder if the gift prepared by the real person for Fusu has been completed?"

Daoist Sanqing was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at the cigarettes in the altar, and cried out secretly.

All the previous clues pointed the contradiction to Fusu, so he discussed with Jing Rui and the others. The formation in front of him is not only a formation to purify poisonous corpses, but also a formation to suppress the ability of people from the Demon Cult.

Fusu looked at Master Sanqing, with a smile on his lips, and there was a sound of light footsteps behind him, followed by a stabbing pain in his abdomen.

Fusu turned her head, looked at Li Fenger who was holding the dagger firmly in her abdomen, looked at the hatred in his eyes, looked at his pain and despair, his eyes sank.

From the very beginning, he had selfishness towards Li Feng'er, because he was really too similar to the former Xiangyang, whether it was his pair of firm eyes or his tenacious personality, they were too similar.

Now looking at Li Feng'er, seeing the expression in his red bloodshot eyes, Fu Su suddenly laughed, making everyone's hair stand on end.

He suddenly didn't dare to look back, he was afraid to see the same expression in Wei Jie's deep eyes, he was afraid of him, afraid that he would be angry with him, and even more afraid that he would hate him.

I suddenly recalled what Li Fenger said last night, "I will kill those wicked people and avenge my parents." '

That guy said the same thing...

There seemed to be that melodious flute sound in his ears again, Fusu was in a trance, and he seemed to have returned to that wild land. The world was stained red with blood, and his body, face, and hands were all scarlet warmth. He was standing in the vast desert with no one around, but there were still various words in his ears, filling his brain.

Fusu looked at the boy, looked at his fearful eyes, and approached him step by step. Every step the dagger stabbed deeper, and blood flowed down his hand from the wound.

Li Feng'er backed away in fear, he let go of the dagger he was holding tightly.

Fusu bowed slightly and whispered in his ear, "I'll give you your parents in exchange."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shao Wenze who had been following him all the time, and Shao Wenze hurriedly leaned forward happily, and slapped Su's jade fans hard, Shao Wenze suddenly cried out, and stood straight on the ground.

His blood spread on the ground and turned into a strange pattern.

Sanqing Daoist saw this and jumped towards him. However, Xiu Zhu caught his attack before he touched Fusu. His strength is not weak, and every move is a move to kill someone.

The speed of the two fighting together is dazzling.

At this moment, a group of men in black suddenly appeared all around, and they quickly attacked in all directions.

Everyone picked up their weapons to deal with it. Fusu stood on the spot, opened his finger slightly, and a red umbrella appeared in his hand.

Feng Jingrui swung the long sword in his hand, and several men in black at the side screamed and fell to the ground. Looking at Fusu in the crowd, he frowned.

As soon as the spirit talisman appeared in his hand, he flew towards the corpses on the ground, and those corpses burned quickly after touching the spirit talisman.

Fusu sneered, and turned the red umbrella in his hand quickly. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the clouds were dense, the wind suddenly picked up, and the thunder roared.

The cigarette in the altar was extinguished suddenly, followed by low howls, and in the main hall, the corpse that was not infected with the fire suddenly got up from the ground, with blue-black saliva in its mouth, which was a bit more permeable than before.

For a while, the entire hall was filled with various wailing sounds, from people and corpses.

Fusu stood on the side, watching the crowd with cold eyes.

The ferocity of the corpse man is not comparable to that of the poisonous man. Even people who have a certain understanding of the poisonous man cannot control it, and the blood will engulf everyone in an instant.

Fusu stood among the corpses, the chaos around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, he stood quietly, listening to the roar of the beast behind him, Fusu turned his head, the jade fan in his hand turned into a wind blade Buzhang attacked Buzhang, and Buzhang's nimble Tenglong rose up, dodged the attack, and roared to attack the other corpses.

Fusu looked at the man in front of him, at his slightly blood-stained white clothes, at his deep eyes reflecting his own.He gasped slightly, looking at him with eyes full of shock...and worry...

worried?

Fusu froze for a moment, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He thought that he would hate, would be annoyed, and would raise the sword in his hand to pierce his heart, and ask him if he had a heart. He thought of all the possibilities, but he didn't think that he would worry about him.

Not questioning not fear not hatred.

Fusu suddenly wanted to laugh, and he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

He found out ridiculously that he didn't want to hurt him, he just wanted to hug him, hold his trembling hand, and tell him that he never wanted to hurt him.

But he could only look at him coldly, raised the weapon in his hand and trampled on his sincerity bit by bit.

The two looked at each other, Wei Jie lifted his footsteps and approached him step by step.

But at the last step, Fusu took a step back, and a large number of corpses appeared between the two of them. When he was watching, that person had already disappeared in place.

Wei Jie stood there in a daze for a moment, and suddenly the scene of Fusu dying in his arms ten years ago appeared in front of his eyes. At that time, did he also walk like this, making such a decisive move.

He abandoned him again and again...

After a long time, when people talked about this day, apart from the endless slaughter, it was the cold god of war who walked slowly with blood and corpses.

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