The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter 149: The Sixth Mission - The Heavenly Ranking Auction 58
Chapter 149: The Sixth Mission - The Heavenly Ranking Auction 58
Mo Yiyi and Butan Chun were eating and drinking, but they ignored Sun Wuyong. Sun Wuyong looked quite honest and made no other small moves.
After Mo Yiyi and Butan Chun had eaten and drank and were ready to continue their journey, Sun Wuyong realized that something was wrong.
"Aren't you going to take me with you?" Sun Wuyong was puzzled.
Why should we take you with us?" Mo Yiyi was equally puzzled.
"I, I am your prisoner now, shouldn't you take me with you?"
"This is an island, where can you run to? If you can survive, we will definitely see you when we leave the island."
Of course, if he unfortunately dies, just pretend that Mo Yiyi killed him at that time.
Sun Wuyong didn't expect it to be like this, and was a little anxious at the moment.
"I have nothing now and my pen is nowhere to be found. If you leave me behind, I will probably die!"
Butanol sat on the flying sword and looked at him with a half-smile.
"But if we take you with us, we will be responsible for your food, drink, and even your life."
They are creditors and not nannies, so why should they take care of him?
"I can provide you with a large amount of Duanjin grass!"
"Yes, but if we leave you behind, you will have to provide us with a large amount of Duan Jincao after you leave the island."
"What if I die?"
"Forget it if you die. Duan Jincao is not a necessity anyway."
Sun Wuyong simply couldn't understand the logic of these two sword cultivators, but Mo Yiyi and Butan Chun didn't intend to talk logic to him.
After saying these two words, the two of them really left, leaving Sun Wuyong alone.
Sun Wuyong gritted his teeth and watched them until he could no longer see him. Then he gave up completely and realized that they really didn't intend to take him with them!
After snorting angrily, Sun Wuyong waved his hand and summoned the pen buried deep under the sand back!
I used a pen to draw a thermal insulation circle on my clothes, and after resisting the high temperature all around, I spoke.
"The plan has changed. It seems we need to find someone else."
After his words fell, a certain place under his skin began to squirm, and then a bright red bud poked out from under his skin. Two young leaves were exposed to the hot air, but they were still full of vitality.
Sun Wuyong reached out and touched the two small leaves, feeling helpless in his heart. This was a clone given to him by the elder Liu Yange. It could help him hide his aura and figure, and save his life when necessary.
It's his last trump card.
However, this thing is good, but its shortcoming is also obvious, that is, it can only be used once. After being fully activated, Xiao Ya will have the strength of the Void Refining Stage. After the explosion, it will wither and he will no longer be able to hide himself!
For Sun Wuyong, this was no different than dying with the enemy.
Therefore, he has never used this thing because he has not yet reached a desperate situation.
After pressing Xiaoya back, Sun Wuyong's eyes once again fell in front of him and in the distance where he could barely see anything.
Mo Yiyi and Butanol continued to walk in the dark night. If they noticed something good, Mo Yiyi and the others would stop, and then Butanol would dig it.
Now that Butanol had some free time, he told Mo Yiyi about his experience.
"You're doing the right thing. If you don't want to kill him, it's better to let him go than to keep him by your side. After all, for a monk, you can't tell how many backhands and killing moves he has, so it's better to keep him by your side.
, and then take all the effort to guard against it, it is better to loot them all and let them go, so that his focus will be more on survival. Even if he still doesn’t give up and wants to continue to have your ideas, you can detect him in advance.
close."
To say that Sun Wuyong gave up the idea of beating Noila Mo, let alone Butanol, even Mo Yiyi didn't believe it.
Although Sun Wuyong seemed to be very honest before, it was just that his life was threatened and he had no choice but to start pretending to be a grandson.
Once he is given a chance to make a comeback, no one can tell whether he will do it a second time.
Therefore, a person like him who has a backer and must have one or two life-saving trump cards in his hand is really not suitable to keep by his side.
Mo Yiyi nodded in an educated manner.
She didn't think much of it at the time.
Butanol asked her to kill him, so she did it and really decided to kill him.
But he failed to kill him once. Later, because of Duan Jincao, Mo Yiyi found an excuse to let him go and didn't want to see him again.
After all, it was true that they wanted each other to die before, and the fierce struggle between the two was also true.
The situation was tense just now, and I wanted the other person to die.
Do you want to shake hands and make peace now and keep the other person by your side?
Mo Yiyi couldn't do it herself, so she planned to blow him away.
But I didn’t want to get right with Butanol’s feelings.
Butan Chun was still telling Mo Yiyi the story of the sect's senior brothers and sisters' falling out.
It can be said to be diverse and varied.
After getting butanol, I talked to Mo Yiyi.
"It's better to survive, return to the sect, and tell us the lesson as a story. Those who don't survive can only sleep forever. Therefore, when dealing with your enemies, you don't care who they are or what their identity is.
Whether they are old, weak, women or children, don't be too reluctant to do anything. As long as the other person has murderous intentions towards you, he is your enemy. If you talk to your enemy about benevolence, morality, and the value of life, your enemy will only think you are a fool.
Then I will take advantage of your softness and plan over and over again how to kill you!"
Butanol took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and continued talking after drinking.
"You, that is, you have never been in the disciple hall of the outer sect. If you had been in it, you would understand that if you don't fight or grab, you will suffer. If you take a step back, you will be a lot slower than others. If you fall
If you do, someone will step over you! The meaning of fellow disciples is peers walking on the same road, a community with connected interests, but they are not people who will be kind to you from the bottom of their hearts. Don’t think about the care of fellow disciples.
No. The things you need are the same. You like the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, and your fellow disciples and brothers also like them. So why do you think they will give these things to you? You are still from the same sect, outside
The monks outside will be more aggressive. Your fellow disciples may only steal your things, but the monks outside will kill you!"
"This great avenue is so brilliant, and there are so many people walking on it. Everyone wants to ascend, but the number of heavenly, material, and earthly treasures in this world is too small to be divided equally. Everyone wants it, and no one is willing to take any less of it. So you
What do you think they will do? Don't be naive. Peace comes from abundant materials and not too many disputes. In such an environment, benevolence is a virtue. But this world is not. Here, benevolence is stupidity, and showing mercy is giving.
If you cause trouble by yourself and rely on others, you are waiting for death. Nothing is more important than becoming stronger. Keep good resources for yourself. Even if you can't use them yourself, you can exchange them for things that you can use.
, giving to others is ruining your path, and those who receive your gifts may not be grateful to you. After all, as long as you live, you will compete with them for interests!"
Butan Chun talked to Mo Yiyi earnestly, telling her how bad the people outside were, how cunning the enemies were, and what kind of methods they would use to deceive her, so that you could pocket your things and you.
life!
Mo Yiyi didn't refute Butanol, but listened quietly, interrupting him only when he noticed there were red mushrooms. When he picked all the red mushrooms, he would divide the red mushrooms into two piles,
While continuing to talk about this matter with Mo Yiyi.
When the horizon began to turn white, Butanol concluded the conversation.
"Butler Wu still relented and didn't send you to the Disciple Hall to practice. As long as you stay there for a while, you will definitely understand. Those who come out there are all wolf cubs, and you fell into it like this...
"
"In less than half a day, the disciple hall may become a rich and powerful den."
Mo Yiyi accepted Butanol's words. Butanol, who was in charge of the mushrooms, was stunned for a moment. Then he raised his eyes to look at Mo Yiyi, only to see a string of beads on Mo Yiyi's hand!
Butanol couldn't move his eyes when he saw the string of beads. Mo Yiyi shook the beads and then handed them forward.
"You see, actually the master didn't send me to the Disciple Hall for the sake of the Disciple Hall."
Mo Yiyi placed the beads on Butanol's leg, and Butanol clenched the string of beads almost subconsciously.
The golden beads are a string of imperial gilt pulp!
Mo Yiyi saved a few of the apology items sent by the Chamber of Commerce but did not give them all to Wu Yao and Wu Bing.
These items were kept by Mo Yiyi for Senior Brother Butan Chun and Senior Brother Kun. Both of them are half-demon. Although Senior Brother Kun wants to wash away his demon veins, he doesn't have enough spiritual stones now. Eat some.
Imperial gilt wine is also good.
Butanol held the string of beads strung with imperial gilt pulp and didn't know what to say.
Noila Mo saw that his breathing was messed up, so she didn't stimulate him, but spoke honestly.
"I know that what Senior Brother Ding said is for my own good. I will not show mercy to my enemies."
Butanol held the beads for a while, then put them away and said "hehe" twice.
"It's okay if you don't. Next time I meet someone who doesn't have eyesight, I'll let you make up for the last blow. As a sword cultivator, how can you not see any blood? If you were in the disciple hall of the outer sect,
You should have seen blood by now. Every year, the outer sect stewards organize new disciples to go to the mortal world and select the most vicious criminals to fight against the new disciples. Don’t think that because all the prisoners are mortals, it’s easy to kill them. In fact, every year
There are new disciples who died at the hands of those prisoners."
Speaking of this, Butanol's eyes also had a look of memories.
"You think that beautiful woman is weak and pitiful, but in fact she poisoned all her husband's sons and daughters, made her concubines into human pigs with her own hands, used drugs to cause a stroke, and then burned her husband to death.
The husband's family is accompanied by more than fifty madmen in the house. There is also the half-year-old child, who is only eleven or twelve years old. He looks thin, weak and innocent. In fact, he is a child who does not take human life seriously at all.
What's going on? Just because he saw children chipping away at the ice to catch fish in winter and found it interesting, he threw seven ordinary children aged five to eleven into the ice hole and ordered people to clear the hole.
After sealing it, I stood on the thick ice and watched the children under the ice struggling until they drowned."
"You feel sorry for the old man who lost his arms and legs, but he is actually a human being trader. If you listen to what the old man said, you will even think that what the old man said makes sense. The old man said that although he was trafficked
Children from other people's families, but what he did was a good thing! He would go to those poor places to look for children, catch a group of them during busy farming times, and then take the children to the big cities, and add those children who were not sensible enough to slavery.
Sell it to 'rich families', so that these children who are destined to starve to death will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives..."
Butanol spoke in a very calm tone about the dark side of the world that Mo Yiyi had never understood. Mo Yiyi listened quietly. She felt that if such a person was in front of her, she would definitely not show mercy!
But Butanol suddenly smiled, looked at Noila Mo and said.
"Are you thinking that such a person deserves to die? He looks so weak, and no matter how young he is, you can kill him?"
"Junior Sister Mo, please remember, it is not because these people are so heinous that you can kill them. There is only one reason for you to kill them, and that is that they are your enemies. Using them to train new disciples is never for the purpose of cultivating new disciples.
The disciples' sense of justice is just because they are vicious enough and they are afraid of death. In order to survive, they are willing to sacrifice everything! They will do everything possible to kill the new disciples and use everything they can use."
"As a new disciple, if you miss, you will lose your life. You think they are evil people, so they need to be killed. But the fact is that your enemy, no matter whether he is a good person in the eyes of the world, will not be killed when he wants to
The moment you see them, there is actually no difference between them. To you, they are all objects that you must solve."
In this case, to be honest, Noila Mo disagreed.
After all, life is precious and only happens once. She will not show mercy to her enemies in a battle. When Butanol asked her to kill the unconscious Sun Wuyou, although she resisted in her heart, she still did it.
But if she was allowed to choose on her own, she would still be willing to give the powerless person another chance. Of course, she would not say such an idea out loud, and she readily accepted Butanol's warning.
Then she stopped, pointed to a depression in the distance and said to Butanol.
"There's something there, but it doesn't look like a russula."
As soon as he heard that there was something, Butanol suddenly got excited and flew over with his sword in hand.
Because Mo Yiyi said it was not a red mushroom, Butanol tried it with the scabbard first just to be on the safe side.
After scraping off the fine sand on it, a gray hard object was pulled out.
He inserted the scabbard into the edge of the hard object, tilted it hard, and the thing was dug out by Butanol! However, what Butanol didn't expect was that after the gray, stone-like thing was turned over, it was exposed
It's just pieces of red crystals!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The new disciples of the Sword Sect are always the first to wash away their innocence, so the new disciples of the Sword Sect are always incompatible with the new disciples of other sects.
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