Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 636

Sang Yue was completely unaware of the complaints from netizens on Earth. She was standing too high up, so even if the people on the island yelled at her, she couldn't hear them.

Her ears were clear, allowing her to calmly listen to the nonsense of Qi Patriarch on the cliff. He started from the time when he ascended to the middle spirit world hundreds of years ago, such as the great favors that Meng had shown her, and also truthfully told the grievances and hatreds between her and Cui.

Finally, it tells that she officially fell out with Cui, and she returned to her native place to recuperate after suffering serious injuries.

There was only one reason for escaping back to the place of origin. A small world like Earth was too insignificant for the middle spiritual world. Although there was a thin spiritual energy, it was still considered as a realm of absolute spirituality in their eyes, and was not enough to support the repair of the golden elixir's injuries.

Moreover, she came back seriously injured.

In the Absolute Spirit Realm, she would either be seriously injured and die, or only the injuries to her body would be healed, but the lost cultivation would never be restored. With insufficient cultivation, she could not break through the void and return to the higher-dimensional spiritual realm, especially the middle spiritual realm.

So, her escape back here might be a punishment.

But she didn't think too much at the time, the despair of dying prompted her to return, and as soon as she landed, she happened to encounter the dinner party of the Wicked Witch of the West. The situation at that time was that if she didn't kill them, she would become the dessert of their dinner party.

It wasn't really a dessert, the ingredients for the witches' feast were human souls that were forced to be sacrificed. And she was a monk, if they ate her soul, her witchcraft power would definitely increase greatly.

This was more than just a dessert. This was a sumptuous meal that they were so full that they could hardly digest it.

But even though she was seriously injured, she was still a Jindan cultivator, and she was more than capable of killing a few little witches. It was a last-ditch effort, and she sucked all the witch power and spirit from them, but she managed to save her life.

Her injuries were still severe, and she was unable to return to the East, so she had to temporarily live in the West and hunt witches.

Witches have the strongest power, so their casualties are the highest.

As his cultivation improved little by little, Patriarch Qi soon realized that this method of repair was useless. Catching them one by one was like a drop in the bucket. When would he be able to heal her injuries and restore her strength?
The air in this mortal world is extremely turbid. Staying one more day will bring one more distracting thoughts. Staying too long will undoubtedly lead to self-degradation and the destruction of one's immortal path.

"...So, I decided to set up a large sacrificial formation in the west, ready to capture those blond-haired, blue-eyed barbarian witches in one fell swoop..."

She was originally a righteous monk, who first stole the treasure of her benefactor, then was stabbed in the back by her lover, and fled back to her native place with serious injuries, but she almost became a meal for these barbarians. All these experiences changed her character, and she was in a foreign land.

The people around me who are not of my kind deserve to die, and I have no psychological burden to kill them. At this point, Patriarch Qi gave her a condemning look:
"Who would have thought that your black wizard master would have noticed the clues and perished along with the formation..."

This is understandable. As a member of the Western wizard group, it is normal for the other party to do everything he can to destroy the death trap set by the Eastern monks.

A black witch was willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of the people, which made her look at her with new eyes.

But the ritual formation was broken, and her body, which had recovered slightly, became even more dilapidated. It was her first time to deploy the evil formation, and she didn't expect the backlash to be so severe. The black witch died at the cost of sacrificing her soul, and she couldn't take revenge.

What’s even more hateful is that on the day when the other party blew himself up, he was being besieged by all the witches and wizards in the West.

The bombing affected a wide area, leaving few capable wizards and sorcerers in the West. Ancestor Qi was furious and knew that it was useless to stay in the West any longer, so he had to rush back to the East to find another Feng Shui treasure land to rebuild.

"I originally just wanted to kill all the barbarians in the West, but it was your master who delayed my plan and forced me to return to my native land to kill..." At this point, Patriarch Qi smiled at her, "After all, your master has made an indelible contribution to the present situation of the Eastern countries." "Oh," Sang Yue answered fluently without any sincerity, "Then I would like to apologize to you on behalf of my master, and to all the victims. Although it was you who had the murderous intention first, it was you who forced her step by step to become a black witch, and forced her to become an enemy of Western wizards and magicians.

Although you want to bury all Western witches and wizards, for the sake of the global human race, they should surrender and accept their fate. She actually dared to resist, which was an unforgivable crime... So she died, without even leaving her soul.

What about you? You are the one who caused the tragedy of the world. Shouldn't you apologize to everyone, to my master and me, and then die to atone for your sin?"

Maggie has been dead for hundreds of years, but the woman in front of her is still trying to shift the hatred to her. This is a very dirty idea.

Her words made Qi Laozu laugh, his eyes teasing:
"Little girl, have you ever seen a superior apologize to the lower class? Of course, there are indeed many superiors who pretend to apologize. The emperors in ancient times would often issue edicts to apology, but that was just a show, a means to appease the people.

It's like, if I apologize to you now, will you stop making trouble? "

"What do you mean by making trouble?" Sang Yue didn't fall for her trick and asked calmly, "Do you mean to take back my things, or to avenge my master by turning you into ashes? You stole my things, killed my master, and now you come back and say sorry.

The lives that died in various formations and horror games, and my master's death was in vain, so my things will become yours?"

"Hahaha," as if hearing the indignation in her words, Patriarch Qi laughed heartily and said, "Throughout the ages, every dynasty has respected the strong. Little girl, you can only blame yourself for not being able to protect your fate and luck.

Your master's death was her own choice. I didn't force her. In fact, I wished she could live as long as possible..."

After all, a living dark witch is more valuable than a dead one.

She wanted to stop it at that time, but she was just halfway recovered from her injuries, and she was reluctant to waste any time on these people. Although the witch named Maggie was very good, it didn't mean she was the only one.

There are plenty of talented people in the world.

That's what she thought at the time, but later she found out that the other party was indeed a rare genius, and she couldn't help but regret it. But it was useless to regret it now, so she had to continue to recruit evil masters as her minions and create hostility at will.

"Just like you, little girl, I never thought that you, who have entered the devil's way, are actually a genius picked out of a million. It's a pity that no one teaches you." Patriarch Qi showed appreciation, "Why don't you take me as your master, and I will take you to see a wonderful new world, how about it?"

"Want to be your disciple?" Sang Yue sneered as if she had heard a very funny joke, "What knowledge do you have?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Qi still smiled, but the warmth in his eyes had disappeared.

"A love-brained woman who can't even be saved by the middle spirit world, an ungrateful person who stole her benefactor's spiritual plant for a man, and a stray dog ​​who was almost sucked dry by a man, actually has the nerve to be a teacher? Don't make fun of me."

Just as he finished speaking, a flaming shadow suddenly shot out from the cliff and pounced towards the woman standing in the night sky.

Her dark history is mentioned repeatedly, and even a clay figure would be irritated by her, let alone a human's temper.

Just as it was about to hit her, there was a dull bang, and the flaming shadow was hit by something at a close distance and bounced far away, crashing onto the sea in the distance.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone~