Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 437 Everyone has his own destiny to go through, and there is no way to avoid it.

He and Mu Huayan dodged the vines' attacks, but when he looked around, he found that many red spider lilies had grown.

There were already a lot of bright red petals and red powder floating in the ten-mile radius, but the vines kept chasing them.

"Luo Chi... leave quickly, there is no way to hide, you must find Jiang Zilin, cough cough..."

But Luo Chi did not give up and kept holding her for a long time. The red spider lily that was chasing them behind had surpassed them in speed.

They were even surrounded from all directions. When they retreated, they saw Song Yunmo tied up by vines.

"Hold on a little longer, the sea is safe, I'll take you back to Longyuan Star Sea."

He suddenly felt his feet tighten and his legs were tightly entangled by the red roots. When he looked down, he found that she had fainted after inhaling too much powder.

He quickly gathered spiritual energy in his palms to force the powder out of her body. When she woke up, she found that the roots had wrapped around his chest.

He realized that once the roots entangled his body, he would become powerless, which meant that they did not harm living people but only controlled them.

"Don't, don't breathe."

While he still had the strength to breathe, he passed the remaining air in his body into her mouth, and the feeling of lack of oxygen in his brain disappeared instantly.

"Master, please find a way to call Jiang Zilin up here."

This red spider lily has no effect on spirit beasts. The swallowtail butterfly that transformed into its original form flapped its wings and blew away the powder around her body, not caring about what Luo Chi had just done to her master.

It was impossible to call the Black and White Impermanence at the moment. Just when she was getting frustrated, she remembered that Jiang Zilin had given her a spell. As long as she lit it with fire, she could quickly locate its position.

After a few breaths, Jiang Zilin rolled out of a space with his long hair loose. At this moment, he looked very tired, with dull eyes.

"H-He's there!"

But the surrounding roots seemed to have sensed life and chased Jiang Zilin madly. Soon he was entangled by the roots.

"Jiang Zilin!"

But when Mu Huayan approached, the red spider lily did not let him go, but began to absorb Jiang Zilin's spiritual energy with a reddish glow and tried to drag him away.

She quickly gestured for the swallowtail butterfly to retreat, "Don't you want me? Let him go, and I'll go with you."

But it seemed that Higanbana had determined on him and would not let him go. She became more and more anxious and took out a sharp blade to cut open his forearm.

Blood immediately overflowed and dripped onto the ground. "I, I'll give you blood, let him go."

After smelling the familiar smell of blood, Higanbana slowly let go of Jiang Zilin. She found the right moment to flash to Jiang Zilin's side and dripped the blood from her forearm onto his heart.

She saw that the red spider lily on his chest had closed, and then the mark disappeared naturally. After doing all this, she had no strength left and fainted beside him.

The swallowtail butterfly had no more strength and felt sleepy, so she returned to her star sea. A quarter of an hour later, the red spider lilies around her had disappeared.

When Song Yunmo and Luo Chi woke up, they found that everything around them had returned to normal. When they got up to look for other people, they found Mu Huayan lying next to Jiang Zilin.

Jiang Zilin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and when he came to his senses, he sensed a subtle murderous intent.

Mu Huayan coughed a few times and was picked up before she even opened her eyes. When she saw that the person was Jiang Zilin, she instantly became furious.

"Jiang Zilin! What on earth is going on?"

Song Yunmo stood there with jealousy written all over his face, while Luo Chi beside him had no expression on his face and just watched them approach.

Jiang Zilin stopped and put the man down. He still had an expression that didn't want to tell the truth. He just said two words lightly, "Sorry."

She was originally very angry, but she smiled and said coldly:

"If I'm targeted by Higanbana again next time, you don't have to take action."

"Even if it is a ghost realm, I, Mu Huayan, can still destroy it!"

Jiang Zilin knew she was lying. How could she destroy the ghost domain without any sharp weapon? She couldn't even deal with an evil ghost. A trace of powerlessness flashed in his eyes.

His face gave people an expression of surrendering to fate and destiny. When Mu Huayan saw his expression, she suddenly felt that he was very strange.

How could this be the optimistic and resolute Jiang Zilin? His desperate look broke her defenses.

"Can't you just live a good life? Why do you want to die?"

After Jiang Zilin was told what he was thinking, he staggered back a step and raised his head. His pale lips trembled for a few breaths and revealed a sarcastic smile.

He left without saying a word. She didn't understand what happened and why she couldn't tell him. She ran up to him and pushed his shoulder hard.

"Jiang Zilin, can you please not be so willful? I care about you so much because I regard you as a fairy friend."

He stopped and heard her sobbing.

"I am not a cold-blooded person. I have seen all kinds of things in the world over the thousands of years I have lived."

"I have no memory before the age of six. I was left in the bamboo forest to fend for myself when I was seven. No one loved me at that time. I was just a little beggar wandering the streets."

"When I was ten years old, I suddenly realized that I could cast spells. At that time, I was very glad that I could use spells to make a living. But when I looked back, I found that demons and evil people were rampant in the world. I hated my incompetence and my cowardice.

I could only watch my friends fall in a pool of blood to protect me. I didn't even tell them that I knew magic. I was no better than an ordinary person.

Gradually, I made many friends who knew magic, but tragedy still happened. The demons broke into our village and killed and burned people.

I was no match for the demon tribe. My friends and the villagers all died in front of me. I was very sad, but it was useless. It was too late. They would not come back to life.

Since then, I have been concentrating on practicing hard, asking around for the whereabouts of the secret realm and making friends with powerful Taoist friends, just so that one day when danger comes, I can protect the people I want to protect.

I don't want to see anyone die again, but my idea is still too naive. The road to becoming an immortal is full of difficulties, and fellow Taoists are not easy to deal with.

In the end, I found that everyone was just using each other and calculating each other, and there was no so-called friendship at all.

The world of immortal cultivation is very cruel. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. Later, I stopped making friends and forced myself to become a cold-blooded cultivator.

It wasn't until I met the first trustworthy person in my life when I was thirteen that my state of mind slowly changed.

The road to immortality is lonely and difficult. Even if you achieve immortality, what good is that? A world without emotions is dark and boring.

I care about him and I just want to protect him. I just don't want to see death and pain. I, I just want everyone to live well, it's just that simple. "

Mu Huayan could no longer stop the tears from falling. She felt that her behavior and words just now were a little ridiculous and funny.

Jiang Zilin stood there for a long while before he turned around and walked in front of her with a warm smile, "Don't cry, everyone has their own destiny to go through, and you can't avoid it."

As soon as she said this, she could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, "Disaster? Another disaster? Hahaha..."

"Then tell me, Jiang Zilin! Why can the demon race kill at will even though they have no calamity?"

"They are the ones who deserve to die the most, why did the heaven let them go?"

"Chu Mingchuan committed many evil deeds without regard for other people's lives. Why didn't the heaven punish him?"

"They are the ones who are wrong and they are the ones who have done the worst. Why should innocent people be punished by them for no reason?

"And the one who has made the contribution is you, Jiang Zilin, but what do they think of you?"

"Why do you want to succumb to the so-called calamity? So what if he can see through the secrets of heaven? Can he just control people's life and death at will?"

Jiang Zilin was speechless for a moment, and after a few breaths, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but he felt a little comforted in his heart.

She was the first person who shed tears for him in his life. Compared to the cruel world of immortal cultivation, this friendship was enough for him.

She knocked Jiang Zilin's hand away and said coldly, "Are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"