The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

Countless pieces of gravel fell from the sky and were caught in the whirlpool rising from the ground. The suspended stones hit Feng Ruqing's face, leaving deep and shallow cuts soon. Blood lines followed her beautiful face.

Her face slid down, staining her lips red all the way down.

The sky-gazing stone in front of him has cracked inch by inch, and the horrific scenes on the stone plate have also begun to fall apart.

"Cough cough cough..."

Feng Ruqing's back was like a bow, and her protruding spine almost tore her robe and pierced her flesh. She knelt in the strong wind that could shatter everything and tried to get up several times, but because she had lost the feeling of her hands and feet, she could not even move at all.

Can't do it.

The pain in her heart was like lingering pain, and the sound of all the demons crying together lingered in her ears——

"Little Junior Sister? Little Junior Sister?! Little Junior Sister, wake up quickly!"

Feng Ruqing heard someone calling her. The voice was her senior brother Mu Liang, but she couldn't wake up. She knew it was a nightmare, but she couldn't get rid of the horrible dream.

Her body was broken into pieces by the gravel, and there was pain everywhere. She fell into the Avici Hell, with no way to go to heaven and no door to the earth.

"Little junior sister...little master..."

Feng Ruqing couldn't open her eyes. On top of the broken stone plate in the dream, the scene turned and her whole body was sucked in. Then she fell on the cliff, her palms were pierced by ice picks, and beneath her body was an abyss.

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A sword energy like a white rainbow piercing the sun swept over her, and her liver and gallbladder were split. She desperately wanted to grab something, so she stretched out her hand and hugged something tightly, hugging it tightly in her arms, and then reluctantly stopped.

Caught the fall.

Mu Liang was hugged unexpectedly, and Feng Ruqing hugged him and fell onto the bed. Just when the two people's bodies were about to overlap, Mu Liang used his elbow to support Feng Ruqing's pillow.

fell on her.

There were a lot of juniors and juniors standing in the room. When he was practicing at night, he saw the juniors rushing to Baicao Hall in a panic and asked about it. He learned that the juniors who just returned from the secret realm yesterday had a nightmare and could not wake up.

He kept crying.

Mu Liang knew that when they were practicing in the Secret Realm of Split Stone two days ago, a group of junior brothers and sisters were teleported to different places. It happened that the seal of the stone demon was broken, and the junior brothers and sisters were all injured to varying degrees. As the head disciple, Mu Liang

, this time because of the preparation for the Immortal Sect Questioning Heart Formation, I was not able to take them to practice as usual. Seeing the disciples injured, I felt guilty. I heard that the junior sister had a nightmare, so I naturally came to check.

But he never thought that just when he sat on the edge of the bed, he would be hugged tightly as a life-saving straw. Mu Liang tried to get up after a while, but when he got up a little, Feng Ruqing, who was hugging him, immediately hugged him back in panic.

Tighten your arms and increase your strength.

"Don't move... don't move..." Feng Ruqing's tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her black hair was scattered on the pure white soft pillow. Her whole body was soaked in cold sweat, damp and cold.

Her beautiful eyebrows were knitted together, the corners of her eyes were sparkling with tears, her voice was pleading, extremely pitiful and charming, her arms tightened around the thin waist in her arms, her head was raised from the pillow, and this time even her face was pressed against Mu Liang

's cheek.

Her soft body and moist cheeks that were softer than her body, wrapped in the unique fragrance of a girl, pressed against her. Mu Liang had never been so close to anyone on weekdays, and his hands and feet suddenly became stiff.

In particular, Feng Ruqing would head straight into Mu Liang's arms. There were a circle of junior brothers and sisters standing in the room who looked over worriedly. Mu Liang was half-kneeling on the bed, and he didn't know where there was any hidden injury on her body.

It was not easy to just peel her off, and he was in a dilemma for a while. The color of his face did not change, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the neck hidden in the collar turned red.

"Help me..." Feng Ruqing was still murmuring, but she heard footsteps approaching outside. Mu Liang knew that it must be the junior sister who went to Baicao Hall, and invited Baicao Immortal Lord, so he did not move for a while.

Accompanied by Feng Ruqing's nonsense, people outside the door had arrived, but before Mu Liang could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Feng Ruqing whispering breathlessly in his ear, "Master... don't kill me... I

My heart is pleased with..."

The five senses of cultivators are extraordinary, but Feng Ruqing's voice was so quiet that even Mu Liang, who was close to Chi Chi, could barely distinguish it.

Baicao Immortal stepped into the room and quickly touched Feng Ruqing's body a few times. Her body fell limp again and fell into a drowsy state, while Mu Liang remained in a half-kneeling position, frozen beside the bed as if he had been struck by lightning.

He didn't move for a while.

My heart is pleased with...who?

Mu Liang followed the younger sister's words and guessed, and for a moment he felt as if the top of his head had been blasted away by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and even his brain felt a slight chill.

Baicao Immortal Lord has white hair. It is an ancient immortal grass that gave birth to spiritual wisdom. He was transformed into a human being by the leader Shi Zizhen, and he was brought back to Xuanyun Mountain to take charge of Baicao Palace. He is used to seeing such disciples who fall into nightmares, but Dao Xin

This is a sign of the formation of unstable inner demons. This girl may not be able to pass through the Immortal Sect's Heart-Questing Formation this time.

If you can't pass the Questioning Heart Formation, you will be sent down to the Immortal Mountain, and you will never have any chance with the Immortal Way from now on.

Pulling Feng Ruqing out of the dream simply and roughly, Baicao Immortal Lord glanced sideways at Mu Liang, who was still stiff, and gave him a hand. The whole sect knew Mu Liang's temperament, and comforted him smoothly, "You don't have to go through this.

How guilty you are, they can't always rely on you, everyone has their own way, it's all destined by God."

After Baicao Fairy finished speaking, he enveloped Feng Ruqing with healing spiritual power. This healing spiritual power was his own spiritual power, but it could only heal her injuries, but could not cure her inner demons.

Mu Liang hadn't fully recovered yet. After all, what he just heard was too sensational. He frowned and glanced at Feng Ruqing, then looked at his junior brothers and sisters. He managed to calm down and told the junior brothers and sisters to rest.

Walked out of Changchun Yuan where the disciples lived.

This won't work, Mu Liang, the old woman, thought as he returned to the dormitory, he must find time to ask his junior sister.

Feng Ruqing woke up the next morning. After waking up, she seemed to be a different person. She used to be smart and smiley, and she would say hello to everyone she met. There were very few people in the entire sect who didn't like her, so they came to care for her when they heard she was injured.

There are many people.

After Feng Ruqing washed up, her face was pale. No matter who came, they would just look over slowly, quickly lower their heads without smiling or speaking, unable to maintain even the most basic courtesy.

Even if someone she was familiar with came, she would just smile reluctantly, which was uglier than crying.

Everyone was worried and couldn't disturb her. She sat alone in the room for the whole day. She didn't go to the Five Grain Hall to eat, nor did she go to the Bingzhen Hall to practice with the others. She felt as if her soul had left her body, just like that.

The old monk was sitting in meditation, motionless.

Feng Ruqing closed her eyes, and her mind was filled with the images she saw on the sky mirror. Those heart-wrenching futures made her tremble slightly.

In the Secret Realm of Split Stone, there have been rumors for a long time that it is actually the cave of a powerful person who practiced prophecy in ancient times. There is a sky-peeping stone inside, which can glimpse the events of the next three hundred years. However, no one has seen it for so many years.

After looking at the so-called sky-gazing mirror, the Secret Realm of Split Stone is just a low-level secret realm used by various schools in the world of cultivation to train their disciples.

The stone demon inside was sealed by the advanced immortal chief, leaving some low-level demon beasts and Shi Yuanzhi who are only in the secret realm of cracking stones. Logically speaking, they would not hurt the disciples in the sect at all, so senior brother Mu Liangcai did not follow them this time.

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Mu Liang's cultivation has reached the peak of the second realm. Feng Ruqing wants to collect some stone Yuanzhi this time and give it to her senior brother. The purpose of this stone Yuanzhi is to help the advanced monks stabilize their state of mind. It is not very useful, but it is necessary.

Shi Yuanzhi has long legs and is difficult to catch, but he is not like a monster and does not need to be at a high level. Feng Ruqing has a low cultivation level, but she is grateful for the care that her senior brother has given her. She chases Shi Yuanzhi all over the mountains and fields, and accidentally falls into

He found a crack in the stone... but he never expected to encounter the Sky-Peeping Stone, and accidentally released the stone demon.

Thinking of this, Feng Ruqing clenched her fingers. She stretched out her hand and touched her waist. It was empty. Her sword was about to raise Wen out of Yunling, just to pry open the cracks in the stone to give her a glimmer of life.

It cracked there.

But the future she saw on the sky-gazing stone was unacceptable to Feng Ruqing.

She has been worshiping Xuanyun Mountain for eighteen years, and has been secretly in love with the head master, Shi Zizhen, for ten years. She thought that this secret could be hidden until her death, because she had developed inner demons and would retreat instead of advancing.

Feng Ruqing prepared for the worst. In the worst case, she would be driven off Xuanyun Mountain and become a mortal again, living and dying.

However, this was not the case on the Sky Stone. Because of her unspeakable thoughts, she killed her junior brothers and sisters, who were usually the best friends with her, and also caused the eldest brother's meridians to be broken and become a cripple. The eldest brother is a cultivator, and if his meridians are exhausted,

If it is broken, life will definitely be worse than death for him.

Not only that, she was so obsessed with looking at the Sky Stone that everyone around her ended up miserable, but she never gave up. For the ruthless and desireless master, she went up to Thunder Mountain, down to the sea of ​​​​blood, her body was broken into pieces, and she fell into the extreme cold.

Ya, died and lived three hundred times, but in the end he only got a sigh, a nonsense, and crawled at his feet like a dog, begging him to look at him, but he was transported to the extreme realm and flew away...

Feng Ruqing was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed. Her internal organs were in chaos, her spiritual energy was running rampant, and she had the tendency to tear her meridians. Her face was distorted and she was caught in the scenes that made her liver and gallbladder split apart, and she couldn't control herself at all.

She knew that it was all true, because when she watched every scene, it was like experiencing it herself, and those choices were indeed what she would make.

Her green and tender bamboo-like fingertips were clenched green and white on the crimson robe. The spiritual energy flowing in her inner body was like a sharp knife, and blood quickly overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Just when Feng Ruqing's eyebrows were filled with traces of black energy, showing signs of being possessed by a demon, a voice suddenly sounded outside, "Little Junior Sister, Junior Sister, are you there?"

Feng Ruqing opened her eyes fiercely and quickly escaped from the situation where she was about to go crazy. Her spiritual power collapsed in an instant. She softened a little, barely supported the bed, stabilized her breath, and then answered softly, "I

Here I am."

She stood up, walked toward the door with trembling legs, opened the door, and smiled at the people outside. The beauty under the lamp was even more beautiful, especially this beauty who looked shaky and delicate, even more lovable.

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"Elder brother." Feng Ruqing called out almost with attachment.

Mu Liang noticed that something was wrong with her condition, so he immediately stepped forward to support her, pressed his hand lightly on her wrist, and immediately frowned, "Why is the inner breath so chaotic?"

Feng Ruqing looked at Mu Liang, thinking that his meridians would be broken by her, and he would be lying on the ground covered in blood with only his mouth moving, but he was still begging the master not to kill her.

Feng Ruqing's heart was shaken, and her eyes became moist uncontrollably. What virtue could she have to win such a brother?

Feng Ruqing lost control for a moment, leaned over and hugged Mu Liang, rested her head on his chest, and shouted softly, "Elder brother..."

This was indeed a bit too intimate. Mu Liang lowered his head helplessly. Facing Feng Ruqing's aggrieved look with a flat mouth holding back tears, he sighed and asked warmly, "But you have another nightmare?"

Feng Ruqing nodded, and the tears in her eyes were shaken by her movements.

Mu Liang suddenly felt soft-hearted. When Feng Ruqing came to worship at the mountain gate, he took her to settle her because she was malnourished. Every junior and junior sister in the mountain was a child to Mu Liang.

How could he not feel distressed.

At this time, all the disciples of Changchun Academy were practicing in Bingzhen Palace. Mu Liang took this opportunity to have a good chat with Feng Ruqing about the murmur in her dream that day.

Mu Liang was really not used to this kind of intimacy, but with Feng Ruqing's current fragile look, he couldn't bear to push her away, so he hesitantly raised his hand and put it on her head.

Her hair was as soft as her temperament. Mu Liang stroked it soothingly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a wave of raging pressure.

"What are you doing?" came a voice like the melting of mountains and rivers and the breaking of ice.

Following closely was a snow-colored figure, falling gracefully from mid-air.
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