Chapter 35 Knowing one’s own warmth and coldness
The night rain covered thousands of mountains, and thunder rumbled one after another.

In the deserted temple, Li Muxuan was in a panic, like a child who had made a mistake, his eyes, which were full of brilliance, were now filled with fear.

Not sure whether it was out of guilt or fear of punishment, he nervously explained to Wu Gensheng:

"Master, I...I didn't mean it."

“I really didn’t expect this.”

However, Wu Gensheng, who was starving, had no interest in listening to his nonsense. He reached out to grab the roasted chicken in the campfire and started to tear it into pieces.

"Now that things have come to this, what can you and I do?"

"Eat well and drink enough, and take one step at a time."

"This is a deep forest. As long as you have patience, you can hide there for your whole life without any problems."

Thinking of the nearly one hundred people who died in the outside world because of him, Li Muxuan felt cold all over and trembled:
"No...Master, that's too cowardly."

Looking at Li Muxuan's unkempt appearance, curled up like a worm because of fear of retribution, Wu Gensheng's smile was a little far-fetched, and he even teased with a bit of regret:

"Then you're a man for once?"

"Come with me, and let life and death be decided by fate, how about that?"

Before he finished speaking, Li Muxuan seemed to have received an electric shock. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, his voice becoming broken: "If you don't become the Sect Leader, you will die."

"So many people died because of me. I don't want to go out. I don't want to see them!"

Rainwater was dripping from the broken hole in the temple; the wall where Li Muxuan was had already been penetrated.

The damp and cold invaded every inch of his flesh and blood, and the bonfire that was so close to him could not soothe his anxious heart.

"Master...please teach me!"

"I'm really desperate. What should I do? There's no place for me in the world."

Li Muxuan cast a helpless look, like a terminally ill patient who was still eager for the doctor to prescribe medicine for him.

"Even eating a meal doesn't make me feel at ease."

Perhaps because he felt that he was being too noisy, Wu Gensheng was not angry, but he had no choice but to say casually: "You won't listen even if I teach you."

"If I had known this would happen, I would have done it in the first place"

"If you had been a little more patient that day and ignored Chief Zuo's words, this wouldn't have happened."

"I I don't know"

Li Muxuan didn't dare to recall the scene of that day, and his voice became sad and confused.

The immortal Daying, whom he had admired in the past, broke through the bottleneck, reached the third level, and stood in the void, like an immortal left in the world.

But he withered in a moment, his profound energy dried up, and he looked like a dead tree. He just sat in the courtyard with his head lowered, as if he had passed away.

That scene flashed by, and Li Muxuan's mind became more and more confused, and endless regret came over him.

His sharp nails dug deep into his palms, he trembled and cried. Even though he was tall and strong, he still looked like a drowned child.

"Why panic?"

Wu Gensheng broke the neck of the roasted chicken and, while gnawing on it, he nonchalantly suggested:
"If it doesn't work, you can just commit suicide."

"With your current ability to turn all directions, it wouldn't be difficult for you to explode your own head in an instant."

"If you harden your heart and close your eyes, you won't have to worry anymore."

Hearing this, Li Muxuan trembled like a sieve. His breathing was rapid and his heart was beating wildly. He was greatly stimulated. Cold sweat and tears ran down his cheeks. He leaned back in fear:
"No way, Master!!!"

"That won't work. I can't commit suicide."

"If you don't help me, just kill me!"

"Yo"

Wu Gensheng glanced at him with a half-smile and said jokingly, "That's a good idea. You can relax yourself and throw all the trouble to me."

"If I really kill you, Mr. Wang will not let me go even if he becomes a ghost."

"You are the only heir in his life. I guess you will come to me in my dreams every night and eat my flesh and blood." Seeing his refusal, Li Muxuan was terrified. Unable to withstand the torture of pressure, he actually had hallucinations and heard the noisy wailing of the dead.

He bit the corner of his lips so hard that they almost bled and turned purple. His face was as pale as paper and he held his head and sobbed.

"Stop crying and think about it yourself."

"I have something to do these two days. When you have thought it through, you can always go out with me."

Wu Gensheng felt a little sleepy. After hurriedly giving these instructions, he put aside all distracting thoughts and began to meditate, not showing any sign of nervousness at all.

Li Muxuan had already fallen into his own world and could not listen to Wu Gensheng's advice.

In a trance, a sea of ​​blood and corpses appeared before my eyes, and a figure in white clothes as white as snow stood above it. The immortal's white hair was rippling, and he turned back suddenly, his face was distorted, and his eyes were wide open with anger.

"what!!!!"

Li Muxuan howled timidly, not daring to look directly at the problem. He seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and like a turtle that had retreated into its shell, he completely covered his face, and his body became colder and colder.

Noon.

In the town where Yuan Jingui lives, two new guests arrive at the underground tavern where all the people gather.

"boom!"

The already old door suddenly exploded, and a black and a white figure blocked the exit.

"Ok?"

"Good fellow, you actually found your way here. Trinity School is really courageous."

Everyone present realized that Lu Jin was a disciple of Trinity as soon as they saw his iconic white clothes and frosty hair.

Several people stood up one after another, with unfriendly looks on their faces, holding blades, and kept approaching.

"Jin'er, stay here. I'll play with them."

"Understood, Uncle Master."

Lu Jin did not dare to be careless. He used his profound skills, and his frosty hair fluttered. His flesh, blood, tendons, bones, and five senses were all greatly enhanced.

Jiang Mo did not activate the third level of Resurrection, but held in his hand a three-foot green sword that he had snatched from upstairs. He walked up the stairs and looked down at more than a dozen Quan Xing people.

"Have you considered my proposal?"

"What?!" Someone was holding a wine jar, enjoying himself so much that he was drunk and unconscious.

A sturdy man wearing dark copper wrist guards slammed the table angrily:
"The Sanyi brat is too much of a bully, even wanting to kill our Quanxing Sect Leader."

"I swear I won't be a human being if I don't smash your head into pulp today!"

Jiang Mo said calmly: "Well, I bullied you, so resist."

"You are so arrogant!"

Before the sturdy man could give any orders, the Quan Xing demon took the lead in attacking. He controlled the almost transparent silk threads with both hands, which cut through the sky and wrapped around Jiang Mo's limbs.

"boom!!!"

The sharp sword energy fell, clanging like a dragon's roar. Jiang Mo raised his hand and swept the sword away. The sword light, several feet long, was dazzling and silver-white, and instantly shattered countless silk threads, cutting everything in its path.

"Pfft——!"

Half of a corpse was flying in the air, blood was flowing, and the sword light was unstoppable, piercing through the wine table, counter, and earthen wall behind it.

"Damn it! This guy is very difficult to deal with. Let's go together."

In a flash, Jiang Mo flew past, his body like a bolt of lightning, impossible to catch.

The remaining words of the demon who tried to call for an encirclement and suppression were completely drowned in his throat.

The sword cut the throat, blood splattered, and a stunned and unwilling head suddenly flew up.

　snort!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)