The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 25 Mu Zixu's Prejudice
Time passed slowly, and Ye Chuxue passed each level smoothly, but Song Wanning was still stuck at the first level, motionless.

His aura was floating unsteadily, and his face, with one yin and one yang, looked both funny and scary.

Mu Zixu couldn't help but hum.

"What does it matter if a person with bad intentions enters my inheritance hall?"

"Won't I always be stuck at the first level?"

No matter how he looked at Song Wanning, he just couldn't stand her.

It's like their magnetic fields are not compatible, some people are destined not to be together.

Wang Yang sighed beside him, "She's a very determined woman who's been able to hold on until now. It's a pity she's using her strength in the wrong place."

If you practice diligently, you may be able to achieve great success.

such a pity!
He shook his head with deep regret.

As soon as he finished speaking, something unexpected happened to Song Wanning.

The demonic energy and spiritual energy that had been coexisting peacefully suddenly became tense and began to launch crazy attacks on each other.

They fought and roared wildly, as if they wanted to tear Song Wanning's sanity apart.

The scenes before death in the previous life were repeated again, and endless hatred once again overwhelmed Song Wanning, trying to arouse the deepest evil in her heart.

Awaken her madness.

Song Wanning spat out another mouthful of blood. Her dantian was already riddled with wounds.

But upon closer inspection, her expression was surprisingly calm, in stark contrast to the violent aura she exuded.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, there has always been a small corner hidden.

There were the wonderful times when Master taught her carefully, the happy past when her parents loved and supported her, and the green years when she persevered and worked hard in cultivation.

It was also the only support Song Wanning had during those dark years.

Now I am trying my best to support her to persevere.

"Wan Ning, you have extraordinary comprehension, and your achievements in the way of the sword will surely surpass Qing Yuan.

But just past the point of being easily broken, your master is worried that you will take the path of killing and cause too much sin..."

She vaguely heard the master's teachings in her ears. At that time, the master always touched her head gently and told her that there was a spiritual world above the world of cultivation, and there was a fairy world above the spiritual world.

As long as you practice well, you will definitely be able to reach the vast starry sky and witness the new world.

The master was worried that she would go down the path of killing and eventually lose control of herself, so he asked her to learn alchemy.

Her talent in alchemy is not outstanding.

But Song Wanning has never been someone who is willing to admit defeat. Since she has learned alchemy, she must be the best.

While others were eating, drinking and having fun, she was making elixirs.

While others were traveling around, she was making elixirs.

Apart from refining medicine and practicing swordsmanship, Gu Qingyuan was the only one left in her life.

At that time, he would take good care of himself, and if he came across something she liked, he would bring it back to her no matter how far away it was.

When she felt miserable and wanted to give up, it was Gu Qingyuan who sat with her in the snow for three days and nights.

But when she finally refined the Tianyuan Yangxin Pill and excitedly told Gu Qingyuan about it, he coldly asked her to hand over the pill.

Song Wanning never doubted sincerity.

But sincerity changes rapidly and cannot be grasped or held tightly.

Might as well throw it away.

But in her previous life, she couldn't see through it and was determined to win back Gu Qingyuan's heart.

Make yourself a joke.

Song Wanning smiled self-deprecatingly. Perhaps it was her unyielding nature that made her cling to such illusory things.

But in the process of pursuit, she lost herself and also lost the earnest expectations of her parents and master.

Song Wanning suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and slashed forward fiercely.

This sword completely cut off her attachment to the past.

This sword completely cut off her extravagant hope for love.

This sword cuts out her new life! This sword cuts out her future!

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, a small golden sword suddenly shot up into the sky, emitting a dazzling light that enveloped the entire room.

The originally arrogant demonic energy was now like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling with fear.

He frantically dug into the corners of his body, looking for a place to hide himself.

The golden light flickered for only a few seconds before returning to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Song Wanning slowly opened her eyes, her aura calmed down, and the evil spirit was suppressed by her.

She tilted her head, curled the corners of her mouth, and looked up.

Wanton and arrogant!
That look seemed to be saying.

Look, I'm still alive!

Mu Zixu slammed the stone table in anger. "How could this woman be so arrogant? She only suppressed her demonic energy, but she really thought she could rest easy?"

"What an ignorant child!!!"

The look she gave him just now was clearly a provocation!

"As long as I don't agree, she won't be able to obtain any inheritance from my Medicine King Sect!"

As a master of alchemy, when has Mu Zixu ever been provoked like this?
Being so arrogant in front of him!

"It's not easy for this young man either. You don't have to be so malicious towards him."

Wang Yang frowned as he looked at his furious expression.

Being able to suppress the evil energy in her body and break through with swordsmanship, all this shows that this woman is not simple.

"I guess it wasn't her intention to develop an inner demon. I feel sorry for her."

A hint of regret flashed in Wang Yang's eyes. How great it would be if the little girl could completely get rid of her inner demons?

I don’t know what she went through to develop such a powerful inner demon.

"Humph, you're really good at turning your elbows outward!"

Mu Zixu didn't expect that his good friend would help the little kid, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed across his face.

But in the end he didn't say anything more.

Anyway, if he doesn't give in, the other party will have no chance of getting the inheritance!
He just didn't believe that he couldn't control a mere little girl!

Immortal Lord Mo Yang listened to the argument between the two with an expressionless face, his eyes always on Song Wanning. The sword on his body vibrated from time to time, expressing its excitement.

He reached out and pressed it, signaling it to be quiet.

But the sword moved even more violently.

Immortal Lord Mo Yang felt helpless and gently reached out to hold it down, and it finally calmed down.

In the main hall, Song Wanning had already pushed open the second door.

As a master of alchemy from the lower realm, the tests before her were not difficult for her.

Even though the medicine refining system of the Medicine King Sect was different from the one in the present world, she still quickly mastered the secrets and successfully passed the level in just half a minute and entered the next level.

"Hey, this little kid actually has such a keen understanding of alchemy. Zixu, look!"

Wang Yang's eyes lit up and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"This woman is originally a sword cultivator, but she can actually make pills!"

It is very rare to find a swordsman who can make pills.

Mu Zixu's face darkened, and he obviously noticed Song Wanning's excellent performance.

"Humph, this woman already knows how to make pills, she's just taking shortcuts!"

"If we talk about talent, this doll in white is still better."

Wang Yang: “.”

Mu Zixu is just prejudiced against others!
He was too lazy to pay attention to Mu Zixu and had a vague expectation for Song Wanning.

It was at this time that he realized that everyone's attention seemed to be on the doll in black.

The doll in white became a foil.

(End of this chapter)