Chapter 231 I Have Been Wandering for a Long Time (18)

Mo Jingchun was silent for a long time.

The teacup was made of warm jade, the tea was still warm, and the tea fragrance was still lingering.

He came in the middle of the night, and it was already dawn before he realized it.

After a long time, Mo Jingchun asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you know that if Ming Huan knew about this, if things could not be violated, he would kill himself without you doing anything?"

A person who can take the entire God's Domain as his responsibility, what reason is there to doubt his sincerity?

Bai Jinwu suddenly smiled slightly: "I know."

It is precisely because he knew that he could not let Shen Minghuan know.

Mo Jingchun said sadly: "You know, but you still did it."

Bai Jinwu calmly drank a sip of tea, "This is safer, I don't allow any possibility of failure."

"...Okay, you always make sense." Mo Jingchun smiled bitterly: "You are the protagonist of the story, the destiny is in your hands, you have the final say. I won't bother you. When you need me to abandon my cultivation, just tell me and I will do it myself."

He was also an accident.

Mo Jingchun staggered to his feet. He was drinking tea, but he seemed drunk. Mo Jingchun barely stood up with the help of a chair, and suddenly asked again: "Bai Jinwu, have you regretted it all these years?"

Bai Jinwu sighed and stood up, helping him up, his tone calm and resolute: "I know what you want to ask. All these years, I have been repenting all the time, but if I could do it again, I would still do it."

Mo Jingchun asked about "regret", and he used "repent".

Mo Jingchun suddenly felt a deep sorrow, and he suddenly realized that he seemed unable to hate Bai Jinwu.

Bai Jinwu killed Shen Minghuan, he couldn't hate him, but he couldn't forgive him either. Bai Jinwu and Yu Shenghan, who made this decision personally, must have suffered more than he did, and he was a coward, who could neither go against the will of heaven nor make up his mind.

Mo Jingchun brushed away Bai Jinwu's hand, he took off the white silk, and his spiritual power washed through his eyes and meridians, and he saw a red sun when he opened his eyes.

He had no joy of regaining his sight, nor did he use any magic to hurry on his way. He just stumbled out.

Bai Jinwu did not intend to see him off. He stood there and asked with a faint smile: "Are you willing to treat your eyes?"

Mo Jingchun looked up.

A cultivator with spiritual power to protect his body can open his eyes to the sun, but he seemed to be unable to bear the dazzling light, and tears flowed down.

Mo Jingchun sighed with his back to Bai Jinwu: "... He is gone, who should I wear the white silk for?"

After Mo Jingchun left, Bai Jinwu stood there for a long time.

Until a figure appeared where the third cup of tea was placed.

Yu Shenghan frowned slightly as he looked at the place where Mo Jingchun was going away, "Why tell him?"

Bai Jinwu slowly retracted his gaze and sighed.

He slowly walked back to his seat and sat down, his movements were a bit stiff like a puppet. He looked up, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "Yu Shenghan, Wang is back."

Yu Shenghan frowned again: "Shen Shu?"

Bai Jinwu nodded and said self-deprecatingly: "Wang did act very well, but... I can recognize him even if he turns into ashes."

"It's really him." Yu Shenghan couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment, he quickly came back to his senses, tightened his sword at his waist, and then loosened it. He asked: "Can we kill him again?"

Bai Jinwu was silent for a moment, "What do you think?"

He took a sip of tea, swallowed the sourness that surged to his throat, and said calmly: "We can kill him once, not because of your strength or my plan, but because he believes in us."

How can an early Mahayana kill a perfect cross? A sword made of trust can kill even a true immortal.

He poisoned Shen Minghuan and led him into the formation that had been set up in advance.

Yu Shenghan used the excuse of wanting to break through, and Shen Minghuan really sacrificed his cultivation to help him.

Even though Chao Yan and other Xinghe people suddenly attacked him, he still felt that they were trapped by someone and lost their minds, so he was restrained and refused to hurt anyone.

Mingming had finally realized that something was wrong, but he still did not set up defense when Bai Jinwu approached him.

Bai Jinwu prepared dozens of plans. He knew Shen Minghuan's strength very well. He used all his energy to plan and was still mentally prepared for failure.

He didn't expect it to be so smooth.

Shen Minghuan was so smart and clever, but he didn't avoid any trap.

But his sword pierced through his heart, which was both accurate and cruel.

Shen Minghuan would not believe them for the second time.

Yu Shenghan had only had such powerless moments twice in his life. One time was when Bai Jinwu told him the truth about the world and wanted to join him in setting up a killing game.

The other time was now.

He was still indifferent when he knew that the great catastrophe of heaven and earth was going to fight for his life. He tried his best and could accept any result. But a hundred years ago, he had used up all his determination in this life, and a hundred years later, it still seemed like a big dream.

Are some things really unchangeable?

Yu Shenghan couldn't accept it, and he asked: "Why can he come back?"

"I don't know, but it's not strange for Wang to do anything." Bai Jinwu was no longer calm when facing Mo Jingchun. He looked panicked: "I was lax, I should have acted faster, I should have known earlier, how could Shen Minghuan die so easily..."

"Bai Jinwu!" Yu Shenghan snorted lightly, interrupting his obsessive look, "Maybe the situation is not so bad, if Shen Minghuan comes back, why wouldn't he seek revenge on us, and also..."

Yu Shenghan's calm expression twisted strangely for a moment. He remembered the way "Shen Shu" in the secret realm was timid and pretended not to know them.

Yu Shenghan was silent.

It would have been fine if he didn't know, but now that he knew that the person behind the mask was an old friend of Yun Shuzhisi for a hundred years, he felt a sadness that he couldn't tell anyone.

He came back, but he pretended not to know them. He would rather act crazy and stupid to draw a clear line. The four words "cut the robe and break the friendship" are so ordinary, why do they make my heart ache when I read them?

Bai Jinwu's face turned pale instantly, and he obviously remembered that brief encounter, "Maybe, maybe he... doesn't care anymore..."

This is more difficult to accept than hatred.

Bai Jinwu remembered that when he left the secret realm, Shen Minghuan's soul power had invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, but he just quietly and gently dispelled the miasma for him, and didn't cause him any pain, so he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help himself.

It may be a bit strange to say this, but——

He didn't agree because he believed Shen Minghuan would not hurt him. On the contrary, he recognized his king and was willing to give Shen Minghuan a chance to take revenge and punish him.

But Shen Minghuan didn't.

"It's good this way, it's good..." Bai Jinwu muttered, as if he had lost his mind.

Yu Shenghan ignored him. Shen Minghuan always thought that they had a good relationship, but it was just a cover-up. In fact, they all hated each other. When Shen Minghuan was not present, they didn't even say a word.

So of course he didn't like Bai Jinwu either. If it wasn't because Bai Jinwu was the child of destiny and had to live to the end of the story, he wouldn't care whether this person was dead or alive.

Yu Shenghan managed to calm down a little, and asked in a deep voice: "You deliberately told Mo Jingchun these things, is it because of Minghuan?"

Bai Jinwu closed his eyes hard, and said hoarsely: "If Mo Jingchun knows, it is equivalent to Luo Jinghong knowing, Luo Jinghong... will definitely tell Wang."

He opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, "I want to give Wang a reason."

A reason to give up the God Realm.

He couldn't kill Shen Minghuan again and force him to leave, so let Shen Minghuan choose to cut off ties with the God Realm out of disappointment.

This is a fake world, they are all fake lives, how can it be worth Shen Minghuan to stay? How can Shen Minghuan be worthy of sacrifice?

Shen Minghuan should always be alive and always high above, and no one can drag him into the mortal world.

Bai Jinwu's eyes were cold.

Yu Shenghan agreed, but he was not sure: "Are you sure you can do it?"

Bai Jinwu suddenly smiled: "I was negligent a hundred years ago. I didn't prepare a motive for myself. The king is so kind that he might think I had some difficulties. Now it's different."

"In fact, the reason of fame and profit is better, but the king is always smart and probably won't believe it. What I said to Mo Jingchun is three parts false and seven parts true. The king hates this kind of forced sacrifice the most. If he knows that I gave up him for the God Realm, he will definitely be disappointed with me... extremely."

Bai Jinwu paused Pause, and continue: "He knows you will die, I will sacrifice myself to save the world, so that he can clean up the door, and the God's Domain will not be in trouble, so he won't care."

Bai Jinwu began to mutter absentmindedly again, "The Xinghe that Wang cares about most betrayed him. There is nothing to be nostalgic about in the God's Domain. He will leave here, and with Wang's ability, he will live well in any world. I just hope... I just hope that he will not encounter another world that needs his salvation and will drag him down."

Although he doesn't like Bai Jinwu, Yu Shenghan still believes in his judgment.

Yu Shenghan nodded and said concisely: "That's good."

This is good.

Yu Shenghan suddenly teleported behind Bai Jinwu, raised his hand to cover his back, and his spiritual power circulated, and his breath suddenly became weak.

A burst of pain came, and Bai Jinwu was stunned: "Spiritual power infusion?"

The art of sacrificing oneself to benefit others

Yu Shenghan also felt the pain of the meridians in his body being torn apart. His face turned pale and he said calmly, "Minghuan, you just bear with it."

He didn't know what Shen Minghuan felt when he used this forbidden technique, but at least as the person being cast, he didn't feel any pain.

Bai Jinwu frowned: "You..."

"You're too slow." Yu Shenghan said without any emotion.

Their strengths were so different. Bai Jinwu couldn't even pass the tribulation. How could he fight him? How could he kill him with his sword?

Bai Jinwu had nothing to be embarrassed about. For his ultimate goal, he had killed Wang Du. How could he be so hypocritical as to refuse Yu Shenghan and say nonsense that he didn't need the other party's charity or didn't need the other party to sacrifice his cultivation?

He endured the pain and tried his best to digest this huge spiritual power while asking vigilantly: "How did you infuse spiritual power into your body?"

Shen Minghuan never cherished his own skills. He would answer anyone who asked him about the difficulties in cultivation without reservation, except for this forbidden technique.

After all, it is a forbidden technique. If it is not performed properly, the meridians may be broken at best, or even death at worst. Shen Minghuan felt that it was dangerous and had already said that he would not teach anyone. Why can Yu Shenghan learn it?

Yu Shenghan retracted his hand. He did not hear the targeting in Bai Jinwu's tone, and said lightly: "He used it on me."

Yu Shenghan is the genius second only to Shen Minghuan in the Divine Realm for tens of thousands of years. He studied for a hundred years and barely restored Shen Minghuan's forbidden technique.

Bai Jinwu frowned: "When did the king use it on you?"

After all, the foundation of spiritual power infusion is not as solid as that of one's own cultivation. Yu Shenghan has a good talent and is determined to pursue the peak of the Great Dao, so he has never asked Shen Minghuan for it.

Yu Shenghan gradually disappeared, and before leaving, he calmly replied: "When we were in the East China Sea."

Otherwise, how could Shen Minghuan's strength be consumed by sparring alone?

Bai Jinwu was stunned again, with a bitter smile on his lips.

How could Wang not doubt Yu Shenghan's strange and sudden behavior...