Chapter 384 Master is above (36)

Nan Xing suppressed the bloody smell in his throat, and there was no time to take care of the little green tea on the side. He slowed down and said, "Master Murong, I have taken this palm. Please give up your hand and let go of your senior brother and Tianxuan Sect."

The backlash was very painful, but Murong Ting's heart was even more painful now!

Jinhuai was able to hide from everyone, and could make everyone think that he was a disciple who respected his teachers and Taoism, respected his classmates, and was an ordinary master and apprentice with the fairy.

But his father could see what he was thinking...

The master and apprentice fell in love and despise the world of cultivation.

He knew the most about etiquette and respect the politeness and everyone would praise the gentleman's son when they saw him, but he had that kind of thought for his master whom he should have loved...

A trace of pain flashed in Murong Ting's eyes. Looking at Nan Xing, he asked, "You would have known that Jinhuai's magic weapon would block the damage for you, otherwise how could you, if you were completely destroyed and have no cultivation at all, would you be able to take this palm?"

As soon as these words came out, those who were still awake at the scene were shocked...

What does this mean?

They heard it right?

Nan Xing was a little panicked. How did the head of the Murong family know about this? He also said it in front of the disciples. She originally planned to tell her only her senior brother...

Rong Jue's pupils suddenly contracted, and the immortal master's meridians were completely destroyed? Who did it?

No wonder I have never seen an immortal master use magic before...

As if he knew Nan Xing’s doubts, Murong Ting said in a deep voice: “The reason why the Murong family is the strongest weapon refining family in the cultivation world is that in addition to the secret techniques he inherits from the ancestral lineage, he also has the immortal eyes inherited from the direct lineage. He can see through the dantian meridians and refine the most suitable natal magic weapon. Any magic weapon and magic that covers the realm of cultivation will be in vain in front of the immortal eyes.”

Nan Xing was stunned and grabbed the jade pendant in his hand.

Jinhuai is a direct descendant and has fairy eyes.

so……

He actually knew it from the very beginning.

But she didn't say it, he didn't ask.

She thought he didn't know, so he just pretended not to know.

Losing cultivation, the days and nights in Frost and Snow Peak are not the only ones suffering from Yu Nanxing...

Yes, in my memory, the Frost and Snow Palace at the beginning was not as warm as spring...

Murong Ting changed his voice and said sternly: "Yunanxing! How do you bear the kindness of Jinhuai to you? By your master? With your pitiful grace of teaching? Do you know how much this magic weapon was refined by Jinhuai?"

Nan Xing's body shook, his eyelashes trembled, and his heart was in a mess, "I..."

Of course she knew how the magic weapon was refined, and she was always under pressure...

Seeing her like this, a trace of uneasiness flashed in Rong Jue's eyes, "Master."

"Even now that he is dead, you will use the magic weapon he refines with half his life to block it! Use out his last little value! I shouldn't have let him worship you as my teacher at the beginning!"

Murong Ting's words made Nan Xing pale, red eyes, unable to speak at all...

The senior brother cannot die, and the Tianxuan Sect cannot be destroyed. She has only one way to let Jinhuai protect her again.

She didn't care about anything, but she was a flesh-and-blood person. With Yu Nanxing's memory, she couldn't watch the show.

Seeing that her face became worse and worse, Murong Ting couldn't tell what it felt. He just deliberately said such an ugly thing and didn't hate her as a fake one. It was because of her that something happened to Jinhuai.

So when she asked to take that palm for Lin Shangqing, even though he saw that her meridians were completely destroyed, he agreed. At that time, he really wanted to kill her...

But I didn't expect that the magic weapon left by Jinhuai would block her...

He closed his eyes, feeling deeply saddened...

After a while, he wiped away the wetness in the corners of his eyes and turned around and left...

The disciples supported each other, looking at the Murong family head who had been glorious for most of his life, his heart was particularly sad.

Murong Ting got on the flying boat and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He smiled, "Boy, everyone is hurt, and even your father doesn't recognize you."

The flying boat started, and the others left with a wink, leaving Murong Ting alone.

He covered his face and finally couldn't help but shed tears...

How can he, a father, kill someone who wants to protect his son even if he dies?

"Jinhuai, Dad, it's your last time..."

...

Tianxuan Sect seemed to have survived a storm, and no one was injured, but everyone was not happy at all.

Lin Shangqing looked at Nanxing and said anxiously: "What Murong family leader said is true? Your meridians are completely destroyed? When did it happen?"

Nan Xing opened his pale lips lightly, and then he realized that his voice was so dry. "Senior brother... I'm so tired now. Can you talk about this later?"

Murong Ting's words kept echoing in her mind, and the way Jin Huai died in front of her when she first came to this world...

Lin Shangqing looked worried, "Then go and rest quickly."

Thinking of the distance between the main peak and the Shuangxue Peak, the junior sister had no cultivation now. He paused and saw Rong Jue next to her and said, "Lian Cha, I'll send your master back and accompany her."

He knew she felt uncomfortable, and it would probably be much better if she had another disciple by her side...

Rong Jue responded, even if the leader didn't say it, he would accompany the immortal master.

As soon as they left, the disciples immediately spoke in a slight manner, and the questions were all about Elder Yu.

Lin Shangqing frowned, "Okay! No one is allowed to tell this! Don't panic, even if you lose your cultivation..."

The disciples continued, "Elder Yu is also the Supreme Elder, the head of Tianxuan Sect, and the disciples know about it."

When this kind of news spread, people would find an opportunity to bully Tianxuan Sect, so they are not that stupid.

For the disciples who have been with him for so long, Lin Shangqing is still assured of their character. They are all sensible and good children. He waved his hand and said, "Go to get medicine to heal your wounds."

The disciples left obediently, and some of the disciples who were still fainting were also carried away by their fellow disciples to treat their injuries...

Yinzhu Xianghong was also shocked, but Xianghong was a little farther away, woke up quickly, and heard some.

It turns out that the fairy has no cultivation, no wonder they need help with small things like killing the water sword...

She had already secretly guessed in her heart. Lord... No, the Blood Demon Lord had known about this a long time ago, otherwise how could he feel at ease to let the two little disciples look at the fairy?

Things are definitely not related to him...

Not only did she think so, but Lin Shangqing also thought so.

...

As soon as Nanxing landed, his body was shaking coldly.

Rong Jue quickly took out his cloak from the storage ring and put it on her.

Nan Xing took a casual look and found that the cloak was white, with dark patterns of silver silk cranes, low-key and extraordinary, with exquisite lines. The moment he put it on, it became much warmer. I don’t know where the little green tea came from.

There is still a little distance from the Shuangxue Palace, but it cannot control the sword. There are regulations in the sect. Rong Jue whispered: "Master, I will carry you over."

Nan Xing looked at Xiao Lucha’s weak body and didn’t want him to carry it. She could walk back by herself.

Rong Jue looked at her with a red end. His voice was very low, "Master, this... makes me feel that I'm useless..."

He lowered his eyes, and a snowflake fell from his slender eyelashes. "Let me do something for you."

Everything is fine...

Nan Xing no longer shyed, put his chest on his spine, hugged his neck, and let himself go...

Rong Jue stepped in the snow step by step, his eyes deep...

The unspeakable feeling of depression...

What was she thinking?

Murong Jinhuai?

Is it a missed time that I can never make up for...
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