Sang Luo covered her heart, tears welling up in her eyes, and her body ached.
If you want her to realize the truth of life, she really can't.
It hurts so much!
If she had not experienced this, if there was any abnormal movement in the Fusheng Tower one day, she would definitely sacrifice it.
But after experiencing this once, Sang Luo was in pain. He had no choice but to do what he could, even if it was for the sake of the common people.
This enlightenment is simply counterproductive!
Facing the pitiful and confused Sang Luo, Dao Zun Yuheng fell into deep thought. In the past, this little guy was obviously very perceptive and clever. How come he is so capable now?
Than that stupid goose from Chang Li can still get into the horns of a bull.
Yes, that stupid goose has a very high level of understanding in the way of swordsmanship, but because of a word of love, he has been trapped in the Snowfall Peak for thousands of years. Could it be that... master and apprentice are the same line?
Sang Luo looked at his master's tangled state and let out a breath, with a look of despair on his face.
"Master, if you want to say that I'm stupid, just say so."
Taoist Yuheng pondered for a moment and gave a pertinent answer,
"If you are stupid, there won't be many smart people in this world of cultivation."
His little disciple is extremely intelligent, but just like her master, he likes to get into trouble.
Sang Luo felt very useful after hearing these words, but she still didn't understand what her master wanted her to understand, so she looked at Taoist Yuheng with a pair of big eyes seeking knowledge,
"Master, do you have any Taoist ideas or techniques that you want to pass on to me? Why don't you just express it directly? I really can't understand it this time."
Now she just wants to solve the case, find out what happened to Chu Yanshu's past and present life, and the invasion of demons, and then find out the mastermind behind it.
Even as Sang Luo was thinking about it, he looked at Taoist Yuheng in front of him, his big eyes blinking.
"Master, how did you join the Xuanyuan Sect back then? Didn't even you see his identity as a demon?"
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
However, according to historical records, her master was also plotted to death by Shi Ming.
But how can an ignorant person be so capable?
Sang Luo couldn't understand that he had twice planned to severely damage the vitality of the human race.
A thousand years ago, there was a master who was supposed to become an immortal, followed by three masters with extraordinary talents who would be quasi-immortals in the future, and two uncles.
And a thousand years later, using Chu Yanshu as a chess piece, he destroyed the eight aristocratic families and the Danyin and Xuanyuan sects, leading the demons to inflict heavy losses on the human race.
If Chu Yanshu had died in the Xuanyuan Sect, no one in this world would have been able to stop him.
It's a pity that he forced him to a dead end and used his chess piece to kill him in the end.
Sang Luo analyzed the situation non-stop, and finally looked up at Taoist Yuheng, his eyes full of confusion.
"So Master, with your cultivation and sharp eyes back then, how could you not see that Mu Ming is a demon? If you had killed him earlier, you wouldn't have had so many problems."
Sang Luo said, feeling that what he was thinking was very reasonable, and then he nodded pertinently, looked at his master, and said to himself,
"Master, since you can break the barriers between realms and send me here, is there any way to send me back to the past? If Master, you can't bear to kill me, let me do it!"
As she spoke, she squinted her eyes, as if a dozen ways and scenarios of killing Ming Ming had passed through her mind, and then she began to fantasize happily,
"Kill him and you are still alive, then Master Chuxue will not have trapped himself in Cangyun Mountain for so many years. My master can still play happily with Yun Huan and Yu Ze, and maybe we can even talk about it.