Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 165
Mu Anran sat on the stone lion and sighed.

She was really not welcomed by Patriarch Shen, Patriarch Shen looked at her from side to side, even if she sneezed, he would have to question whether she did it on purpose.

Mu An sighed.

"what are you doing?"

Mu Anran looked down and saw Yang Yin with a dark face, "This is the sign at the door of my house! You are humiliating!"

"But the aura here is so strong."

"..."

Yang Yin lay on another stone lion, stepped on the spirit bead in the mouth of the stone lion, and sighed, "The aura is so strong."

"right."

Lying on the stone lion, it feels slightly cool to the touch, a little hard but it doesn't affect it, and it feels very comfortable.

"Speaking of Daoist Yang Yin."

"Why." Yang Yin felt that she had no good words, turned his head sideways, and looked at Mu Anlan's eyes, feeling even more bad.

"Actually, no matter what the reason is, once you think it's you, your Dao heart will be healed."

"...What are you talking about?" Yang Yin was puzzled.

"It's nothing."

Mu Anran lowered his eyes, looking a bit melancholy.

The debt she wrote back then will have to be paid back sooner or later.

"What are you doing!"

With a loud shout, Patriarch Shen stood at the door with a dark face.

"..."

On a dark and windy night of one month, Mu Anran left Shen's house and came to Hammer Cliff.

She looked at the house next to her and entered the house she bought.

Mu Anran took out the formation, the formation enveloped her body, and the skin of the Wuxu Beast wrapped her body. She opened a hole in the space and began to travel along the line of fate.

In the wilderness, a woman lay dozed on a monster without facial features, and the monsters nearby were so quiet that there was no sound.

Suddenly, the monster moved and raised its head. The woman on it immediately sat up alertly, and shot her phoenix eyes, "Who!"

"take it easy."

A laugh.

The black figure walked out of the darkness, the elongated figure was at the same height as Yu Lan, "It's me."

Yu Lan's face froze, she didn't say anything, she lowered her head, took off the storage bag and threw it over, and said stiffly, "There is no more!"

After a pause, she closed her phoenix eyes, "Give me a little more time."

The fingers of the black figure opened the storage bag, and there were piles of spiritual stones inside, which was pleasing to look at.

"Oh, I'm not here to collect debts."

That being said, she hid the storage bag under the Void Beast's skin.

"How is it possible!" The old man in the space was annoyed, "The aura left by the old man was wiped out in an instant!"

"..." Yu Lan was taken aback, curling her fingers, "What did you do?"

The old man snorted coldly, "Such a terrifying existence! You don't know who it is! You don't know how it will die any day!"

"..."

Yu Lan took a deep breath, killing intent flashed in her phoenix eyes, and she forced herself to press down again.

Mu Anran wanted to laugh.

Although Yu Lan's fate is always full of twists and turns, but the useless heroine created by ancient people is more or less set to be offended by others.

She can take the initiative to do some despicable things, but others can't hide it from her and use her name to do it under her nose.

Let's see how long she can tolerate that "gold finger".

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Bai Xiaosheng spread his arms, "You're so hurtful, I just arrived, don't you want to catch up on the past?"

"Ah."

It was a sound that came naturally from the inside out, and Yu Lan didn't bother to hide it at all.

It really hurts.

Mu Anran sighed, "I'm here to discuss something with you."

Yu Lan sat cross-legged on the Suo Kong beast's head, and said vigilantly, "What's the matter?"

Absolutely nothing good.

Suo Kong Beast was also extremely tense from the inside out, obviously her arrival was not welcomed by anyone.

Bai Xiaosheng let out a soft voice, "I was in the abyss that day, and there was something about the black abyss. I hope only you know about it."

The old man was overjoyed, "It has something to ask you, good opportunity! Yu Lan!"

Yu Lan's phoenix eyes were complicated, "Why? You let me see that on purpose, why don't you want others to know?"

"I originally wanted to increase your knowledge, and it doesn't matter whether others know it or not. But, everything is not static. I don't want others to know now."

Yu Lan didn't speak.

Mu Anran smiled, not surprised at all, "In exchange, after a while, I will invite you to watch a lively event, a particularly grand one, you will definitely like it."

"..."

Yu Lan couldn't help but asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

This is not questioning or scolding, but real doubts.

If Bai Xiaosheng gave her the impression of being treacherous and changeable before, but after getting along with her for this period of time, she found that Bai Xiaosheng was very...very close to her?

Whether it's the way he speaks or the way he likes to be funny, he's like a close friend.

"Oh, don't change the subject, just say whether you agree or not."

Yu Lan lowered her phoenix eyes, "It depends on whether I am satisfied with the excitement you showed me."

There was a laugh coming from the front, Yu Lan seemed to feel something, she raised her head, and she saw that there was no one in front of her.

Mutsuki wailed, "Master! Muzuki hates it! It's scary!"

Yu Lan comforted Wu Yue, and then entered the space with a cold face.

"What do you mean?"

The old grandfather was sitting by the Lingquan, his face was full of hatred, "This old man is helping you!"

"I don't need your help!" Yu Lan said coldly, "Any kindness without my consent is not kindness! Besides," her phoenix eyes were like blades, "tell me, are you kind?"

"you……"

"I'll say it again," Yu Lan interrupted him, "If you don't make small moves without my permission in the future, we won't have to meet again!"

The old man was furious, and his voice resounded like thunder, "How dare you! This space belongs to the old man!"

"Why don't I dare." Yu Lan was indifferent, her phoenix eyes fixed, "I don't need any space if you offend me, even if I abandon the space, I can still practice!"

The old man was trembling with anger, "It's just a five spirit root, there is no space, you still want to practice!"

"I am not the root of the five spirits." Yu Lan said, "I repeat, I am not the root of the five spirits."

Her spiritual root does not belong to her from the beginning to the end, it belongs to another person.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally the grandfather compromised.

There is no way, he has been with Yu Lan for so long, and he has already understood her toughness and stubbornness under her humble appearance.

For a victory, she can go all out until she has only one breath left.

"Yu Lan, I and you are in the same community. I understand what you mean, and I will never do that again." The grandfather comforted her, "I know so much, you need me too, don't you? Forgive me this time , the old man will help you break up your sister-in-law."

It's a pity that the grandfather's softness did not benefit Yu Lan too much.

She said coldly, "Really? It's best to remember what you said, if there is another time...huh!"

She dodged out of the space, leaving the old man with an ugly face.

Mu Angran didn't plan to spend the night at Hammer Cliff.

The tempering cliff is really too hot, it's hard for people who don't have fire spirit power to stay there.

So she took off the skin of the Void Beast, checked carefully, and opened the door to go back to Shen's house.

It was late at night, and it didn't affect the monks at all. There were even people holding weapons at the door to watch the moonlight.

Mu Anran turned and closed the door, put down the restraint, and passed by Qixiu who was enjoying the moonlight without changing his face.

"and many more."

The taciturn Qi Xiu exited and kept her.

Mu Anran looked back as usual, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this fellow Taoist?"

Qi Xiu frowned, looking a little puzzled.

Mu Ang licked his lips.

Qixiu pointed to the room she had just left, "You didn't take the key."

How could a monk make such a low-level mistake.

forget something?This is really something that is difficult to happen in thousands of years.

"..." Mu Anran rubbed the back of his head, "Look at my brain."

She turned back to get the jade.

Fang Ling looked at her back, "Did we meet somewhere?"

Mu Anran was careless on the surface, but panicked like a dog in his heart, "Oh, under the Buddha Tu Pagoda."

"what?"

"...I mean," Mu Anran turned back with a normal expression, "Under the Shouyun Pagoda, the Heavenly Capital Immortal City, do you remember?"

The first thing Fang Ling thought of was his feeling of gaining hope in the silence, and then suddenly falling into the clouds.

"...remember." He said in a low voice, "how could I not remember."

"Speaking of it." Mu Anran tilted his head, "It might be a little strange for me to ask, I hope you don't find it offensive, because I'm really curious."

Fang Ling looked at her, his burly figure could not confuse his real temperament.

"You rescued me that day, you said." The burly Qixiu even said his words extremely briefly.

It took Mu Anran a while to realize that he even saw her rescue that day, she couldn't help but smile.

"Did you find the answer to your question that day?"

"found it."

"Then, congratulations?"

"Thank you."

Perhaps it was because the dim light brought by the moonlight in the middle of the night could easily shorten the distance between people, Fang Ling said, "But I have a little more trouble."

Mu Anran was a little curious, but she never did outrageous things that had no sense of boundaries.

"Really?" Without knowing the facts, she was willing to come to comfort this seemingly unreasonable, but actually very affectionate, sensitive, and thoughtful Qixiu.

"In fact, after solving one puzzle, it's normal for the next puzzle to come. As long as we don't have enough Dao heart, we will never be satisfied. Everyone is like this."

"Maybe." Fang Ling lowered his head, not wanting an answer at all, and muttered, "I want to find the person who can unravel my confusion."

"I have neither friends nor confidantes in this world. He helped me reshape the meaning of life, from a waste to an instrument repairer with a bright future, and found what I once loved, so that I am no longer The existence that everyone despises. I think I should take the initiative to find him and do something for him."

Mu Anran listened quietly, acting like a very qualified listener who met by chance in the middle of the night.

She expressed some doubts at a very appropriate time, "Did that person help you for nothing at the beginning? It is rare to find such a selfless person."

Fang Ling shook his head, but said no more.

The cultivator who values ​​love and righteousness has his own measure.Regarding whether to owe or not, he has his own set of rules in mind.

Looking at it this way, two people who met by chance can end this topic just like that.

"Then..." Mu Anran waved his hand, "I'm going first?"

Fang Ling gave her a salute.

Mu Anran walked far away past him, Qi Xiu in his spiritual consciousness was still standing there looking at the moon, his burly figure seemed a bit lonely.

She blinked her eyes, followed her heart to stop, and turned around to look, "Talk about this fellow Taoist."

Fang Ling looked over suspiciously.

The people in the distance were shrouded in the moonlight, and their expressions were full of apology, "I hope you don't find me abrupt. But you said you have no friends and confidants, and so do I. I think this kind of thing can be developed. If you can , if there is a chance to meet next time, we can exchange each other's various Dao minds, which are right and wrong?"

Fang Ling froze for a moment, without any special emotion, and seemed to be confused about this accidental night and this unique fellow Taoist.

He was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you for your rescue last time."

Mu Anran smiled, without forcing, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Then... goodbye?"

"……goodbye."

The weather was fine, and Yang Yin was approached by Mu Anran and asked, "I heard that there are family competitions among your families, do you have any?"

"Why?" Yang Yin was really puzzled, "Why do you suddenly care about this?"

"Tell me, do you have any?"

Yang Yin pursed his lips and continued to organize the books, "I want to post the books, so don't disturb me."

"What kind of book to publish, a formula can solve the problem."

"What do you know? My father said that books must be dried in the sun to be sincere and gain knowledge from books. If I don't do it, he will break my legs."

"Tsk, that's cruel, I'll help you!"

Mu Anran opened a book casually, the densely packed small characters were full of Buddhist scriptures, and there were various annotations, "It seems that the entire Shen family, all things related to Buddha are in your house, I said why I didn't see any other places. Woolen cloth."

Yang Yin sneered, "Although Jingshan doesn't welcome me, the spirit stones my father rushes to send every hundred years are enough for him to be loved, and he has to bring back the same amount of Buddhist scriptures every time."

Mu Anran nodded, "It sounds like your father is more suitable to be a monk. You should let your father do it by himself, shave his head and go to Jingshan Mountain. He will definitely not be returned."

"Cough cough cough..." Yang Yin stared round his eyes, "You...you...you really..."

Mu An is innocent, "What's wrong with me?"

Yang Yin laughed, "That's right! My father should go by himself! If he refuses, then..."

Mu Anran said with him in unison, "Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself!"

The two looked at each other and laughed happily.

Mu Anran couldn't help laughing, "You should try this next time!"

She helped Yang Yin move the books one by one to the sun.

According to Yang Yin, the Buddhist scriptures can't touch the spiritual power, and they are more delicate than the elixir in his father's garden.

Most of the books are old and rare materials. The smell is only ink, but it is very calming.

Sitting by the sea of ​​books, Mu Anran took a deep breath, feeling relaxed all over.

"I want to ask you something, when will your Shen family compete?"

Yang Yin sorted out the books, put them in categories, and said without raising his head, "If you want, I can ask my father to hold a monthly comparison immediately."

"Really? Will your father listen to you?"

"Of course, I read the Buddhist scriptures according to his will, Shangjingshan enters Wuweiyuan, what's wrong with him listening to me a few times?"

"Your father is quite fair." Mu Anran said, "Then will your father be there then? Who is proctoring the exam? Will there be a boss?"

Yang Yin looked up at her wonderingly, "What kind of idea are you holding back?"

"Look at what you said, I just want to see the level of the bosses in the mainland."

"Senior Luxu isn't enough?" Yang Yin walked over to the other end of the book and bent over to tidy it up, without raising his head, he said, "No boss, I'm sure I can't move. But you can see and see the books on the Shouyun Pagoda. For the defense formation, every competition is held in front of the Cloud Shou Tower, and at that time, the defense formation is in a half-started state."

Mu Anran couldn't help nodding.

This is what she wants.

"It is said that a high-level Buddhist cultivator once fell from the Shouyun Pagoda, so that the Shouyun Pagoda was not invaded by monsters. Is it true or not?"

"Where did you hear it?" Yang Yin thought she was talking nonsense, "I was born in Shouyun City and grew up in Shouyun Tower. Where is there such a legend? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Really? Bai Xiaosheng said, I'm asking you to survive..."

"What did you say?"

Yang Yin was shocked, "Bai Xiaosheng said that?"

"Yes, do you want to trust her?"

Yang Yin was stunned.

It was Bai Xiaosheng who brought him to Hei Yuan, and that was the first time he heard the name Rong Jing.

Shouyun Pagoda... Bai Xiaosheng... Buddha Cultivator...

He sits down.

"At most, I'll let monks below Jindan compete in the competition. The excuse is to use the friendly communication between the families. You can take this opportunity to watch the defensive formation you want to see up close, and at the same time do me a favor."

"What are you doing for you?"

Yang Yin looked at her, "Help me know if the legend of Shouyun Pagoda is true or not."

So the competition among the families belonging to the Shouyun City began. The young monks gathered in front of the Shouyun Tower. The Shouyun Tower was slightly shining. It seemed to be shining slightly, and more light shrouded the men and women in the competition.

This is a rather complicated formation, covering such a large area, involving such a wide range, complicated and delicate.

It was the first time for Mu Anran to see such a formation.

Shouyun Tower never refuses outsiders to climb to the top, let alone Mu Anran is a guest of the Shen family, so she went up to the second floor of Shouyun Tower by herself.

Looking down from here, it's still clear.

The cultivators of several types of spiritual roots have their own strengths, either suppressed or suppressed, each of them is beautiful, born brilliantly, and their strength is also quite brilliant.

But the most outstanding one is Cheng Li, representing the Shen family, he can be called a Buddha against Buddha, a god against God, but he is righteous.

Cheng Li picked up another opponent and fell into the ring, Mu Anran applauded along with the crowd, and then continued to walk up with the hem of his skirt.

She walked through many floors, saw the most beautiful Luo River, and then came to the top of the Shouyun Pagoda.

She closed her eyes and waited.

Fortunately, not long after, it was another day, and Yang Yin appeared.

His face was pale, his feet were a little unsteady, "You have to ask me to do something, can't you just do it by yourself?"

"I'm not that capable. Compared with being familiar with the Shouyun Pagoda, no one can compare with the young master of the Shen family."

Yang Yin turned his head away, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I haven't been to Shouyun Tower for decades since I became an adult."

"Then you can't let me investigate the legend alone, why should I help you with this favor?"

"... Hurry up and find clues!"

In Yang Yin's heart, Mu Anran has always been calculating, and has a temperament that does not suffer at all, otherwise she would not have asked him so hard this time, and she would have made a request.

There is only one requirement.

Her only request was—that he be with him.

If he knew this earlier, would Yang Yin still need to ask Mu Anran?
But Mu Anran refused to let go of this request, apparently just teasing him again.

Yang Yin scratched his hair irritably.

"Where are the clues?"

He turned around in front of the railing, and cheers came from below from time to time.

Mu Anran glanced down, then looked back at Yang Yin, turned around and walked into the corner.

The Shen family's defense formation, plus this is the Shouyun Pagoda, she doesn't need to care whether Yinsheng is following her behind her back or not.

Tempering cliff is also a good place, the fire of tempering is burning day by day, and the place where demons stay away, but in Mu Anran's eyes, there is no better place than Shouyun Pagoda.

Walking out of Yang Yin's line of sight, Mu Anran walked forward while his consciousness was free, put on the skin of the Wuxu Beast, and escaped into the space.

"Mu Anran?" Yang Yin didn't feel her presence, and walked over here cautiously.

"Who are you looking for?"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind.

Yang Yin looked back in surprise, "It's you?"

The black figure stood in front of him like this, with sunken eye sockets, and Yang Yin could feel that he was being watched.

Yang Yin was so surprised that he glanced under the railing, the competition continued as usual, and no one noticed anything unusual here.

"I'm here to ask you for a reward."

Yang Yin looked over excitedly, "You took me to Heiyuan! You must know who Rong Jing is! Can you tell me who Rong Jing is!"

"You want to buy something from me?" The dark black figure was indifferent, "What else can you give me?"

"Lingshi! Treasure! I can give you anything!"

"Where's the Shen family?" The dark black figure asked back, "I want the Shen family, can you give it to me?"

Yang Yin was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes became strange, "You're still making progress."

"Just kidding," the black black figure said casually, "Even if I dare to ask for it, you can't have it."

"……What's the meaning?"

He is his father's only child, why is it impossible to own the Shen family?

"What on earth do you know?" It is undeniable that at this time Yang Yin was hesitant, not only because of Rong Jing, but also because of what it said.

More, it is a kind of fear, the fear of being elusive.

He didn't understand why it understood so much, and he hoped it was talking nonsense.

But a Bai Xiaosheng who appeared suddenly out of nowhere, what it said, nine out of ten, might even be true.

"Who am I? Who is Rong Jing, and what does it mean that I cannot inherit the Shen family!"

Yang Yin was almost driven crazy by himself.

"Don't worry," the black figure casually looked at the top of the tower, "Didn't you come here to look for the existence of the monk?"

Yang Yin froze, and stared stiffly at the top of the tower, the six ouroboros.

"I think the reward I want can't be separated from this tower. Shen Jia Yangyin came to Shouyun Tower when he was ten years old, and he never took a step here again. Why?"

Yang Yin closed his eyes violently to stop his thoughts from flooding.

However, the more you don't think about some things, the more difficult it is to control, not to mention that there is a ghost-like existence next to him, who has been dutiful and tempting to him.

"Don't do this, the reward I want, I want you to tell me yourself."

The young master of the Shen family, who has lived for nearly a hundred years, remembers nothing but flirting with chickens and dogs. The only memories that can be worthy of some value are the trip to the Mystery of Beasts and... the secret of the Cloud Tower.

With a hoarse voice, Yang Yin uttered eight words, "Control your mind and follow the rules." He opened his eyes, "I've never been able to do it."

"So what's the secret of this spire? It makes you dare not take a step further."

"There is... a very terrifying existence there."

"What is there?" The dark black figure seemed to smile, "You came for the monk, and you know that the top of the tower is a place where there are very likely to be clues, why do you try to avoid it?"

Yang Yin's chest heaved violently, "There won't be any there! It's a dangerous and disgusting place! If you want to ask anything, just ask! Don't put your guesses on me at will!"

The black figure laughed, which was really annoying to Yang Yin's ears.

"Since it is a dangerous and disgusting existence that appeared on the holy Cloud Shou Pagoda, as the young master of the Shen family, why have you never told others?"

Yang Yin pursed his lips tightly, resisting very much.

"Does it mean that in your eyes, the Shouyun Pagoda also becomes a disgusting existence?" The black figure approached him step by step.

"Master Shen, tell me, what secrets are there in the spire? You know, this is my reward, and there are more likely to be monks' secrets. If you want to know what you know, you have to tell me what I want to know first."

Yang Yin panted, as if he was no longer struggling, and looked at the top of the Shouyun Pagoda with broken jars, "You want to know that much, don't you? Then I'll tell you!"

"There... there's the seventh Ouroboros, it's huge and dangerous, it's stalking me... calling me... master."

The moment Yang Yin broke the law, the space changed, and Mu Anran and Yang Yin disappeared in place.

The six ouroboros on the top of the tower seemed to move slightly, but no one noticed it, and no one noticed that two people had disappeared from the top of the tower.

total darkness.

Mu An abruptly opened his eyes.

Still dark.

Then she realized that there was no darkness in front of her.

The huge black python kept biting its own tail with its huge mouth in the luxurious golden palace, with a bulging abdomen, as if it wanted to swallow itself whole.

The scene in front of him was absurd and permeating. Suddenly, there was a sound of "squeak", and the light from outside leaked in.

Someone opened the golden gate.

The light avoids the figure outside, and makes the figure black. The light is extremely dazzling, and both Mu Anran and the giant python froze.

Finally, they saw the person at the door clearly.

A little boy stood at the door.

The little boy has big eyes, looks very delicate, and looks very spooky.

At first there was curiosity in those big eyes, then fear, "Why am I here!"

The voice was childish, "I'm not guarding the cloud tower!" He was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run, but he couldn't move.

A shocking scene happened, the giant python spit out its own tail, and the entire golden palace was almost filled with its body, it was as fast as lightning, encircling the boy into its body.

The boy screamed, "What!"

The giant python surrounded him, careful not to touch him, and said, "Master."

"..." The boy's eyes widened.

"Master, you are back."

The sound of the giant python echoed in the golden palace.

"Owner……"

"I am not your master!"

The bell suddenly sounded in the Golden Palace, and the voice of the black python jumped up and down, "You are the master! There is a master hidden in your body! I should peel your body off!"

The boy fell to the ground.

"No, no, no! I am not your master!"

"You are." The giant python suddenly bent its huge head towards the boy, "You are...Rong Jing. You are the master."

The boy opened his eyes wide and murmured, "Rong... Jing... I am not Rong Jing, I am myself... I am Shen Yang."

The black python spit out a bunch of water balls, in the water balls, Shen Yang's experience from birth to the present flashed, until something that hasn't happened yet appeared.

The head of the Shen family said to the teenage Shen Yang, "From now on, you are Yang Yin, not Shen Yang."

He kept going up the Jingshan Mountain, and the compassionate old monk looked at him and shook his head slowly, "Go down the mountain now."

"You go down the mountain."

"You go down the mountain."

"You are not him."

"You are not enough."

One scene after another emerged in the water mass, and the scene continued to appear, and the next scene suddenly turned into a catastrophe.The world was completely destroyed, and a demon turned into a fairy after destroying the world.

The boy's pupils trembled.

The water mass trembled and separated into another water mass. In the water mass, there were no demons and heaven and earth, and there was a long black shadow.

The water ball gradually turned into a black shadow, the boy fell to the ground, and disappeared at the same time as he fainted.

But soon Yang Yin appeared on the spot.

Standing in front of the black figure, he recalled everything that year in his mind, but it became blurred with the passage of time. He only knew that the clearest memory was the black figure in front of him.

He opened his eyes wide, the dark black figure suddenly lost black, and gradually revealed...

Behind the light group, Mu Anran and Yang Yin looked at each other.

Mu An suddenly understood.

It turned out that she was sucked into this place, which was her true face.

Yang Yin's chest rose and fell violently.

The black shadow completely disappeared, and Mu Angran stood there, like the real face of the black shadow after shedding its skin.

The two looked at each other, and the black python and the golden palace gradually blurred.Gradually, they left this place and returned to the top of the Cloud Shou Tower.

The six ouroboros on the top of the tower are returning to their original shape, and the noise of people below the tower can be heard.

Yang Yin and Mu Anran looked at each other.

He murmured, "Is that you?"

(End of this chapter)