Encountering a bottleneck and adapting to another personality to break through the bottleneck, I have never heard of this way, but Lin Tianxing is serious.

Seeing Jing Yao's suspicious gaze on the side, Lin Tianxing said slowly, "I know you don't believe it...... If you don't try it, who knows if it's good or not?"

Jing Yao looked at Lin Tianxing like a neuropath: "There has to be a basis, right?" Personality ......" Jing Yao suddenly couldn't go on, Lin Tianxing's way was a little whimsical, but Jing Yao thought of a conversation with the realm spirit decades ago, at that time, the realm spirit said that the strength of the exercise does not mean that the cultivation is strong or weak, and the strength of the monk depends on himself, personality, will, etc.

Jing Yao glared, in case of outstanding results, Penglai Island already has a second shortage, who can stand another one, she bent the corners of her mouth, and said very sincerely: "Of course I hope you can break through the bottleneck, provided that you try to stay away from me in the future." ”

Lin Tianxing said: "Why?"

"I'm afraid of contagion. ”

......

Penglai, the eighth day of the purge and rebellion, this is the first time that Penglai's forces have won the immortal cultivation world, and the first time to carry out drastic rectification, these eight days, Penglai has killed a lot of people, and the high-level has dropped by fifty percent, and some small sect masters and cultivators have long been settled in Penglai, and they have been forced to relocate because of this turmoil.

Huang Xiufeng is not a murderer, when the rebel list is placed in front of him, he doesn't mind wielding a butcher's knife to kill the huge rebel system, Penglai Pier has been suspended for eight days, and every day a large number of monks are beheaded again to show the public!

After there was no sufficient evidence to prove the conclusive evidence of the other suspects, looking at the blood-stained Gugu water, Huang Xiufeng finally stopped and expelled the group of people.

The sunshine symbolizes hope and light, a symbol of a good day, the guard commander Fan Xiling stands on the top floor of the public area, he likes it very much, giving him a feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance, in front of it is the third port of Penglai, and there is an endless stream of ships coming and going every day for trade.

Eight days ago, when all ships were banned, the port was now intimidating in black and red, the color of blood congealing, and from a distance it looked like a bloodthirsty demon......

There are six Penglai trade ports, and Fan Xiling can't remember how many people died at the six ports.

Anyway, the original crowd of people has gone through this rebellion, and Penglai Island is empty...... As a result, there are more opportunities to ascend to the top.

In the past, Penglai had a random post, and the monks wanted to drill into it with their heads squeezed, but now they ...... A large number of positions were vacant, and Huang Xiufeng was not in a hurry to fill in talents, and he was not in a hurry to sort it out.

Behind Fan Xiling stood Zhu Mo, Zhu Mo was holding the expulsion order issued by Huang Xiufeng in his hand......

Fan Xiling turned around helplessly and said in an astringent voice: "Lord Zhu Mo, I didn't participate in this rebellion." ”

Zhu Mo said lightly: "Xiling Daoyou, you should know better than me that the axle of history cannot be hindered, and any monk who delusions that history pushes him will be crushed very miserably; Penglai Qingdi's regulations cannot be changed, and you are not the only one who has been wronged...... The important thing is that the Lord of Shufeng Island and Lord Mingzun think that you are no longer suitable for such a position. ”

Fan Xiling smiled bitterly, the formulation of Penglai people is usually called a colleague by an adult, which is somewhat secular, but this is a symbol of the Penglai system, and now Zhu Mo calls himself a Taoist friend, which represents what Fan Xiling himself knows.

"Compared to those monks who beheaded the public, the Wind Cultivation Island Lord's treatment of Xiling Daoist friends is extremely gentle, you should understand. ”

Of course, Fan Xiling understood, how could he not understand the extrajudicial grace, trembling his hands slightly, and looking out of the window with a gloomy heart, the row of shocking heads hung on the mast, and a few of them were particularly familiar, one of them was Zhu Mo's subordinate,

Zhu Mo caught Fan Xiling's gaze and said slowly: "I cut off his head with my own hands, just yesterday ......"

Fan Xiling said indifferently: "Lord Zhu Mo, this can be regarded as Mingzhe's self-protection, right?"

Zhu Mo's voice became slower: "No, the evidence of his guilt is conclusive...... Hey, when I was in Fenglingdu a year ago, this person was my subordinate, and the three island owners established Penglai, and he took refuge in me as soon as possible......"

Fan Xiling sighed: "In this way, Lord Zhu Mo also has negligence, and you can't escape punishment if you pursue it, right?"

"Yes. Zhu Mo nodded and said: "Individual clean monks, they have been promoted, and everyone suspected is in danger, but my identity is a little special, and I am Lord Jing Yao's number one minion, so Lord Xiufeng Island and Lord Mingzun allow me to live for a while longer, just waiting for Lord Jing Yao to return to the island to decide my whereabouts, stay, life and death." ”

She said it very calmly, but also with a deep sorrow, everyone has to pay for themselves!

There is a big courtyard in the southwest, where there are three entrances and three exits, at this time, a team of white-clothed law enforcement officers kicked open the courtyard door, Fan Xiling's heart was pinched, it was his yard, and the courtyard was his family!

There are many Xiuzhen families in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and Fan Xiling is one of them.

The cultivation family without a foundation is no different from a loose cultivator, a poor worm that survives in the cracks......

Fan Xiling seemed to hear the cry of his children Qi Li, the helpless regret of his family, he suddenly felt that he had to do something, he didn't want his family to suffer from exile, the major sects regarded Penglai as a thorn in the flesh, maybe once they went to sea, the revenge of the major sects would follow......

Zhu Mo has long been accustomed to such a picture these days, and the more she sees it, the harder her heart becomes, and there are many of her friends among the people who are executed, and there are also her best friends among the people who are expelled......

Zhu Mo understands the suffering of these monks better than anyone else, she is a person from the past, but compared with Penglai's growth, what is the personal life and death honor and disgrace......

Fan Xiling's hands trembled even more, he looked up at the sky, there was very little time left for him, so he resolutely turned to look at Zhu Mo: "A year ago, I was chased and killed by the enemy, and it was the Lord of Jingyao Island who saved me and took me in...... From that day on, I have decided to swear allegiance to ...... for the rest of my life."

The autumn frost leaves hit, and the drain is silent.

The sunlight in his sight disappeared into the clouds, and the sky suddenly became gloomy.

Zhu Mo didn't want to comment on the truth of Fan Xiling's words, maybe it was true feelings, or maybe there was also an element of drama, she just tried her best to keep up with Fan Xiling's train of thought and said: "We have to learn to adapt to the changes in the general environment, what do you say?"

Fan Xiling suddenly became excited: "Lord Zhu Mo, Penglai may be ruined by this baptism, do you think the Lord of Xiufeng Island really has that ability to manage Penglai?"

Zhu Mo said coldly: "I have never doubted the ability of the Wind Cultivation Island Master, in fact, this time, the Wind Cultivation Island Lord has made great contributions! ”