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

Chapter 945

The difference between applying medicine and not applying medicine to the injuries she received from the Xiaodi tribe was that the former was several times more painful than the latter. She was in so much pain that she dared not say a word, which was an experience she had only experienced when she was surrounded by powerful enemies.

The atmosphere is heavy at the moment, and all the generals have murderous intent in their hearts and solemn expressions.

If she screamed in pain here, it would be beneath her dignity. She was not only the Medicine Master Asan now, but also the Taoist partner of the Immortal Lord and the daughter of the Cloud Emperor. She could no longer do whatever she wanted like before.

He cleaned the wound as if nothing had happened, roughly stopped the bleeding, then changed his sleeveless shirt into long sleeves to cover the wound, and watched the follow-up of the battle with a calm expression.

The Immortal Venerable acts promptly and decisively. He kills those who deserve to be killed and punishes those who deserve to be punished.

Some people had not yet adapted to his style of doing things and wanted to plead for the survivors of the Xiaodi tribe, but they were dragged away before they could even open their mouths. The Immortal Venerable cast a spell to find people, and even the Xiaodi tribe hidden by the Qingyu Immortal had nowhere to hide.

They were all brought before the Immortal Lord, including a familiar face to Sang Yue, Di Lanxin.

The strange thing was that it was the Immortal Lord who ordered the extermination of her clan, but she turned a blind eye to the enemy right in front of her, and she didn't even have the courage to look up at him. Instead, he glared at her fiercely, gritting his teeth and cursing:
"You even kill children, you don't deserve to be immortals!"

Those who understand will understand, except for Sang. Not sure she was scolding herself, Sang Yue pointed at the tip of her nose in confusion:

"me?"

"My son just turned 100 and has just reached adulthood. He has the blood of your immortal race flowing in his veins!" Di Lanxin burst into tears, her eyes filled with resentment, "How could you have the heart to do this to him?!"

Oh? Just turned 100? Who?

Sang Yue understood that she probably killed one of the Xiaodi people who had just reached adulthood. But in her eyes, the Xiaodi people all looked the same, as if they were made from a mold, and she couldn't tell the difference between the old and the young.

Without a basic understanding of appearance, she naturally couldn't tell the features of a fairy half-blood, but she was very clear about one thing:
"So? Didn't he run out and join in the massacre as soon as he came of age?"

Aren’t the descendants of the immortals more deserving of death if they massacre the immortals themselves?
"You killed his people, how could he not join the war?!" Di Lan said angrily, her originally beautiful features distorted by excessive anger, "You say you are compassionate and selfless, and you are kind and tolerant, but you can't even tolerate a small alien race.

You, the Immortals, are selfish. You steal the divine plants of others without regard for their lives, and you slaughter people in the lower world for your own selfishness! As an Immortal, you kill people without blinking an eye. You ride on blood and you will be punished! And you..."

Her bloodshot eyes were wide open and filled with resentment. Just as she was about to say something bad, there was a sudden sound of "Puchi" and a sword light pierced through her heart from in front of her.

"Since we have joined the war, life and death will be decided by heaven. If he can kill me, I can kill him too." Sang Yue said indifferently, "Now that he has lost, you have also lost. Don't be angry. You will have a companion in the underworld. We can be mother and son again in the next life."

As she spoke, Di Lan's eyes widened unwillingly.

He stared at the indifferent female fairy at the edge of the car, staring at the other's calm eyes, which faintly revealed an attitude of looking down on everyone from a high position.

This scene overlapped with the image of the python girl that was deeply engraved in her mind, and Di Lanxin's pupils suddenly dilated.

It seems like he has realized something, but in fact he is in a state of near death.

She stretched out her hand with great effort to point at the fairy in the air, her lips slightly parted, wanting to say something but no longer able to accuse her. The poison spread outward from the wound in her heart, and in an instant, her entire body seemed to be drained of moisture and dissipated in the wind.

People who didn't feel anything about Di Lanxin's end secretly sighed, "What kind of poison is this? It's so powerful!" There are also immortals who shed tears at her ending and blame Director Sang for being ignorant and killing a talented person by mistake.

"A good talent?" After hearing this, Qingsu Immortal Venerable waved his hand and said, "Take him back to the Shrine of Heroes and let him see for himself who is the good talent of Qingyu."

As for the other members of the Xiaodi tribe who were brought out, they were killed on the spot...

When the immortals in Xiaojing saw this, the peace advocates were all heartbroken. They still used the same old trick, first scolding Immortal Qingsu for being unkind, then accusing him of corrupting Little Sangzhu. A good little fairy turned into a cruel and ruthless person who killed people without blinking an eye. "Your Majesty, there is only one Immortal Qingsu in our immortal realm, and there must not be a second one. His marriage with Little Sangzhu... I hope Your Majesty will be cautious!"

Yun Changsheng couldn't help but lower his eyes when he heard this, his heart slightly agitated. While secretly looking forward to it, he heard his father's happy tone:

"Hey, Master Sang is accompanying us, and Asu has restrained his temper and hasn't killed anyone so far. What's wrong with that? Besides, I see that they have always gotten along very well, each with their own shortcomings, and they restrain each other. What else are you not satisfied with?"

Can others influence Ah Su's marriage? Knowing that it is useless, you still want to nag and say a few useless words to make people hate you. Isn't that mean?

"Can……"

"No need to worry about that," an old immortal who remained neutral couldn't help but interrupt, "The Xiaodi tribe has been destroyed, Immortal Venerable Qingsu has not started a massacre, and Lord Sang has not killed innocent people. We have achieved three goals in one go, and everyone should be happy. Let's just be quiet."

The source of the war has been eliminated, and the perpetrators of the war are not dead. Even if the peace faction has all their magical powers and plans, it will be useless.

It is better to keep silent and share peace.

……

When the tribes in the border areas saw the Xiaodi tribe being killed, they wisely threw down their weapons, knelt down and submitted to the gods, and the war between immortals ended. In the past, once the war was over, the immortal master would return to the palace, and all the chaos would be dealt with by other generals and immortal officials.

But this time he did not leave. Instead, he ordered people to choose a clean palace on the spot as a temporary residence for him and Little Sangzhu, where they would stay for a while.

There was no need to go through so much trouble to report back to Xiaojing. Just send a message to Emperor Yun. The immortal officials would rush back to Xiaojing overnight with the detailed battle report, so he didn't have to make this trip.

That night, Sang Yue was welcomed by the new spiritual master of the spiritual world and was sent to a spiritual palace standing in the forest.

In the eyes of the spirit world, she, the daughter of the Immortal Emperor, was on an equal footing with the Immortal Venerable. After all, the Immortal Venerable was also a saintly venerable under the Immortal Emperor. Usually, the Princess could respect him, but her status was not lower than his.

Therefore, the two were received by the Spiritual Lord and all the tribal leaders.

But how could Sang Yue, who was injured, sit still? She asked the Spirit Master to find her a guest house to stay in first. So they came to this Spirit Palace, which was said to be newly built by the Spirit Master. Before she had time to move in, she was urgently summoned to the front line by the Xiaodi tribe.

Fortunately, we didn’t move, otherwise we would have no place to receive guests.

These two are the princesses and immortals of the fairyland. How can they live in an old house when they are so precious? And now, the outer perimeter of this palace is surrounded by large tracts of exotic flowers and plants waving in the wind, and there are emerald green forests surrounding it, which is quite quiet and elegant.

When Sang Yue came in, she took a quick look around and found it to be a comfortable and cozy place to live.

When he arrived at his own palace, he cleared the room without the need for outsiders to serve him.

Sang Yue, who had been holding it in for the whole day, breathed a sigh of relief and took off her clothes to ask Ah Man to check her injuries. Ah Man walked around carefully and finally confirmed:
"It's okay, I'm not hurt."

But the injury on her arm was more serious. There was no other way. That was the poison specially made by the Xiaodi tribe for the immortals. How could it be safe? Looking at the swollen purple-black arm, there was even a small part of rotten flesh at the wound. It hurt just to look at it.

The pain was so severe that she didn't want to apply the medicine herself, so she asked Ah-Man to help her. Soon, her cries of pain could be heard from the room.

It was such a relief to be in an environment that allowed her to scream out in pain without restraint. She felt pleasure from being tortured by fate.

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