There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 13 The six yang essence wheels have no solution to life and death, and the phantom of the goddess explains Taoism and fools the people

Chuanwu screamed, throwing himself into the fire desperately.

"You are crazy!"

Tianqiong hurriedly grabbed the crazy Chuanwu.

"Tell your people to stop!"

Without looking back, Chuanwu directly tore off Tianqiong with a thud, grabbed his sleeve, and threw himself into the flames resolutely.

It stands to reason that with the current master's divine power, although he is not good at resisting the powerful Feng Yao, it is more than enough to deal with these barbaric mountain men.

How could he be tied up by them?

The little master was ashamed, drooping his head weakly, his anger was like a thread.

His clothes were stained with blood, his hands and feet were bleeding from strangulation, his whole body was firmly tied to the giant pillar with bird patterns in the middle, and he had already been unconscious by the thick smoke.

Tongues of fire greedily licked everything around like an evil ghost, and the heat wave that hit the face seemed to burn everything.

Chuan Wu hated herself, knowing that Master's old wounds had not healed and new wounds were added, and the spirit-locking nail had already been embedded in Master's keel, and she insisted on asking Master to respect this body back that day.

If you don't go back, Master will not be restricted, let alone be tied to the stake by this mere Jinlun clan.

She's just a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing.

Tears fell down, and regardless of the burning skin, he hurriedly untied Master.

Just as he picked up Master and was about to leave, he was staggered by a strong suction force.

Taking a closer look, there are actually four huge golden wheels clamping each other under the master's feet, and the gears are rolling alternately.

If the master doesn't move, the golden wheel will be looser, but if the master moves a little, the golden wheel will tighten immediately.

This magic weapon is a bit strange!
Chuanwu picked up a wooden stick and wanted to go deep into the gear and fasten it.

But as soon as it got close, a beam of strong golden light shot out, Chuanwu was knocked to the ground, and the wooden stick fell into the gears and was instantly ground.

The fire was raging and the voices of people were noisy.

Beyond the flames, Tian Qiong held on tightly to a Jinlun clansman dressed as an elder, unable to kneel.

"I warned you that day, if this boy behaves badly, my people will not forgive him lightly!"

Elder Jin Yao, the interim patriarch, said angrily, throwing away the begging Tianqiong.

"The three of us eat and live together every day. If there was something evil, I would have noticed it a long time ago. How could I keep him until today!" Tian Qiong still refused to give up.

"This little boy may be the evil spirit that killed the patriarch that day, Tianqiong! You are still obsessed!" Elder Jin Yao reprimanded bitterly.

"If you continue to block it, you will be burned today! Are you going to be the enemy of the Jinlun Clan?"

"I……"

Tian Qiong hesitated. The Jinlun Clan is his home and his only destination, but Chuanwu...

"If you still remember the old patriarch's kindness to you, go and kill that banshee!" Elder Jin Yao handed over a cold dagger.

Tian Qiong bit his lip and looked at the dagger, but didn't reach out to take it.

"Tianqiong, why are you hesitating!"

The elder said with a heartbroken heart.

"They are not evil! There must be a misunderstanding!"

He couldn't believe that the pure and kind Chuanwu sister and brother were the evil spirits that the elder said, they are so innocent, so indifferent to the world...

Tian Qiong hugged his head in pain, still unwilling to face the "facts" that the elder said.

"I saw with my own eyes that this little boy exuded black energy and acted suspiciously. He also chose to do it alone in the courtyard when everyone gathered tonight. He is not an evil spirit!"

"Her siblings are kind and friendly, and they can't bear to kill even the big carp in the stream. How could they be the murderers who killed the patriarch!"

"Tianqiong! People are unpredictable. The two of them are just pretending to be kind and temporarily confuse us so that you and I can relax our vigilance! You are devoted to covering up suspects. Are you worthy of the Jinlun tribe's decades of nurturing you?"

"Go!" The dagger was stuffed into his hand.

Tianqiong was kicked to the front of the pillar by the elder, and his ears were filled with the cursing of the clansmen against the evil spirits.

Elder Jin Yao said angrily:

"Continue to pour wine and burn these two evil creatures to ashes!"

The flames reflected the sky, and Chuan Wu begged so hard that no one would pay attention to it, and burst into tears, the begging turned into swearing in anger, hoarse.

Tian Qiong stared blankly at the fire wave, and the heat wave of the fire distorted Chuanwu and Xiaochong, just like her smile seen through the water wave that day.

"Brother Tianqiong! Help us!" Chuan Wu begged in pain.

He clenched his fists tightly. He didn't believe that Chuanwu and Xiaochong were the evil spirits that killed the patriarch, nor did he believe that the simple and kind-hearted Jinlun people would be so ignorant.

Just relying on the knowledge of a few people can burn two people to death, today he is willing to go all out, just take a gamble!
Chuanwu stood on the high platform, and in the thick smoke billowed in, I saw those Jinlun clansmen whom Tianqiong loved and trusted so fiercely that they wished to tear her two apart.

The thick smoke continued unabated, and the golden-red fire reflected in the eyes of the sky, burning blazingly.

Suddenly he jumped up and rushed towards the huge pillar in the fire.

"Why are you here! Get down quickly, you will be burned to death!"

Chuanwu hurriedly pushed Tianqiong who came to help, the fire was merciless, how could his mortal body withstand such high temperature.

"I'm here to save you! Go!"

Tianqiong didn't care about the burn, and used his arm to block a fireball for Chuanwu, hissing and roaring.

"I can't go!"

Although Chuan Wu was crying, his hands were still exerting force, trying to destroy those huge golden wheels.

"Even the Six Suns Essence Wheel is used!
Tian Qiong was really startled when he saw the golden wheel.

"This is the magic weapon left by the Jinlun Goddess before she was born. Almost none of the gods and spirits with spiritual consciousness can escape."

"Is that certain death?" Chuanwu cried.

The master himself can't be killed, but the divine power can be reduced again and again until it is exhausted.

If she can't save this body today, Master's spiritual power will be burned away bit by bit in the raging fire.

The fragments of several mountain gods and primordial spirits have not yet been found. If the master is killed again and again, I am afraid that the master will not be able to bear it before the evil dragon appears.

"Please speak--"

Tian Qiong hesitated, not daring to continue.

"I heard from the old patriarch a long time ago that to unlock it, two roulette wheels are needed as keys, but the golden wheel unlocked after the death of the goddess has long since disappeared!" Tian Qiong said the truth.

Chuanwu's mind went "boom", could it be that he must die today?

The thick smoke choked her to tears, and her face was ashamed. Even a master with profound cultivation like Zhulong couldn't bear it.

She is a little monster, if she stays in the sun for a long time, and if there is less rain, she will die, how can she bear the scorching fire.

"Without the key, Xiao Chong can't save you, and you will be burned to death!"

Seeing that the fire had reached her feet, Tian Qiong grabbed her arm and said forcefully.

"No! If you want to die together, I will never live!" Chuan Wu still held on to Master and refused to let go.

Tian Qiong simply picked her up by the waist, jumped up with all his strength, and both of them fell to the ground.

Chuanwu got up from the pain, but still went to find her master in the fire, the Jinlun tribe rushed up, and a hundred spears pierced her heart.

"Don't touch her!"

Tianqiong rushed to Chuanwu desperately, and snatched her out of the captivity of her tribe.

In a panic, the kit bag he was carrying with him was torn apart, hairpin ring headdress, dark dart spirit grass, all kinds of sundries scattered all over the floor from the small pocket, and two golden wheels with one corner missing slowly rolled out.

The pouch was originally a windproof thing, and Ben helped her to share some magic weapon luggage.

That day, after looking for the phoenix tail needle in the Dongshan God's Mansion, he even installed the golden wheel in it.

"It's the Golden Wheel!"

Tian Qiong yelled, ignoring the bloody hands and feet, rushed over, picked up the two golden wheels, glanced back at Chuanwu who was being held hostage by everyone, and jumped into the fire platform again.

The dry wood crackled in the spirits and flames, and time seemed to freeze.

The members of the Jinlun tribe watched him jump into the fire with dumbfounded expressions, and they all froze in place, their minds went blank.

They obviously didn't expect that the boy Tian Qiong had such a deep relationship with these two evil things, that it was worth his death for it?
Before Chuanwu recovered from his surprise, he heard a loud bang from Tongtian.

A beam of golden light pierced the sky, and the bird-patterned pillar cracked a wide gap, and then broke into thousands of fragments and scattered in all directions.

Against the blinding white light, Tian Qiong came triumphantly from the flames with his little master on his back.

The fireworks filled the air, and the colorful wind of the market in the distance and the cheers of the crowd seemed particularly ironic.

Tian Qiong placed the limp little master in front of Chuan Wu, like a proud general who had just won a battle, his eyes were dark and sparkling.

Chuanwu heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately the two she was worried about came out safely.

Just as he was about to speak, Tian Qiong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes widened like a bull's eyes for a moment.

Looking down slowly, more than a dozen wooden arrows have shot through his internal organs.

"Tianqiong, you insist on protecting these two evil things. I can only get rid of you, a traitor, for the patriarch. Don't blame me for being cruel..."

Elder Jin Yao put down his bow and arrow, and said sadly.

Blood splashed onto Chuan Wu's pale face, Tian Qiong looked at her desperate eyes, and smiled on his face.

He wiped her face with his hand and knelt down in her arms.

Chuanwu trembled, and stretched out his hand to Tianqiong's lips...but he couldn't find his breath.

Sky is dead.

He was shot and killed by the clansmen he defended in every possible way.

Chuanwu's tears were burned dry before they flowed out of his eyes.

She only felt that a basin of ice water had been poured over her head, which was a hundred times colder and ten thousand times more painful than when she was at the bottom of the cliff.

"what--!"

Chuanwu hugged Tianqiong on the left, and Shizun on the right, crying heartbreakingly.

"You heartless people are not worthy of being his people!"

Chuanwu's eyes were bloodshot, and he slowly put down Tianqiong's head, and tried his best to press those sharp arrows and spears, screaming in pain.

There are tens of thousands of Jinlun clansmen, if one is killed, ten more will come up, and this will continue endlessly.

Chuanwu finally ran out of mana and fell to the ground.

The Jinlun clansmen picked her up with their spears, and swaggered her in the air like a piece of rag.

The most regrettable thing in the world is the word "powerless".

The master was trapped, and she gave up everything but could only be buried with him.

Tian Qiong died because of her, but she couldn't kill the clansman who had never done justice for him.

She shouldn't have cultivated this hateful spiritual consciousness, and she shouldn't have escaped from Liyuan that day.

They shouldn't have gotten acquainted with Wuyan, Cang Zhu, and Zhulong, and they wouldn't have come to this golden wheel hidden realm, causing Tian Qiong to die tragically under thousands of arrows.

Chuanwu saw Granny Shu like a revolving lantern in front of his eyes, saw the ever-surging river in Liyuan, and saw the frown when Yao Wang pulled her up.

I also saw Wuyan watering her, the master teaching her a book, the floor of the study room was polished shiny by her, the flowers in front of Liufeng Temple, and the two big carps caught the day before yesterday...

Chuanwu couldn't feel the piercing pain, she only felt that her eyelids were heavy and her ears were gusts of wind.

The turquoise blood flowed down the spear to the hand of the Jinlun tribe, scaring the man to throw away the weapon in a hurry.

"Chuanwu..."

Dimly, a soft voice called her name.

"Hmm... Chuanwu replied in a daze.

"Chuan Wu...you open your eyes and look at me..."

That gentle woman's voice was like a spring breeze filled with the fragrance of flowers, which made her fascinated.

Chuanwu barely opened her eyes a slit, and the white light in her eyes dazzled her so much that she couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly.

"Chuanwu...are you in pain?"

The woman continued.

"No..." Chuanwu murmured.

"Giving one's life for one loved one is a small love. Giving one's life for all ones one loves is a great love."

"But this fool is not worthy of my love!" Chuan Wu said sadly.

The woman is dressed in plain clothes, as sacred and beautiful as a lotus emerging from water.

Walking slowly in front of Chuanwu, he put his hand on her forehead.

"God loves the world, because God is the world. It is not the gods who look down on all living beings, but all living beings make the gods."

"I don't understand……"

The goddess smiled and held her blood-stained hand:
"All the people in Dongshan Mountain wrongly blame the Jinlun clan. The Jinlun clan hates the foolish people, and they live in seclusion from the world and don't love the world."

"Today Tianqiong loves the Jinlun clan, but the Jinlun clan shot them to death with their own hands, making them fools."

"The Goddess! The Goddess has come to the world! It's our Golden Wheel Goddess!"

A white-haired old man shouted first, and the entire Jinlun clan fell to their knees and worshiped devoutly.

The goddess led her to look down at the bowed crowd:

"God became God because of love for man. God is everything itself. If you abandon the so-called foolish people today, you will be abandoned by all people in the future..."

"But Tianqiong didn't abandon any of them. Tianqiong's heart is pure, but his beloved tribe failed him!"

Chuan Wu cried, pointing at the body lying in a pool of blood.

"Everything has a cause and effect. The fate comes like the wind, and the fate goes like the wind. The death you see may not be dead, and the life you see may not be born."

After the goddess finished speaking, she slowly lifted up the worshiping crowd, and circled around their heads like green smoke, kissing the living or the dead one by one with a smile.

Slowly returned to the middle of the giant pillar, went straight up to the blue clouds, and lightly melted into the golden sunlight.

Chuanwu woke up like a dream, looking at the mess around him in a daze.

"God loved all...God loved all..."

The shoes and socks had already been burned away by the fire, Chuanwu went back in a daze, barefoot, and knelt on the opposite side of the sky.

Is this what you call a great love that doesn't ask for anything in return?

Is this "death"?

Like those two big carps, passing faintly among the aquatic plants, disappearing into the water in the sparkling light.

The golden teeth on Tianqiong's forehead were removed, revealing a clean and wide forehead.

The gold teeth were put on when the fireworks hadn't gone yet, so why did he suddenly "die"?
Why did he die suddenly!

Chuan Wu wiped away tears, reached out and folded a half-open daisy, and gently pinned it to his ear.

He was like the daisies all over the mountains and plains, he came with a piece of purity, and left with a heart full of sincerity.

Chuanwu looked at the flower for a long time, reached out to touch the petals, and suddenly stood up decisively.

It was like the first time they stepped into the Golden Wheel Hermitage, only this time the little master was on her narrow back.

The two small backs, watched by everyone, went further and further away, and finally became a black spot, which merged with Yuyu Qingshan...

　Life and death are really unsolvable problems, and I don't want to write such a loyal and pure dog Tianqiong to death, but if he doesn't die, the following story cannot continue, and the past of the Jinlun clan will be buried forever... … Sometimes when I’m writing, I suddenly cry and suddenly laugh, they seem to be living in another world, alas, code words... By the way, I suddenly found that there are so few scenes in Fangfeng in Dongshan Jing, and they are almost being dismissed. Forgot, see if there is a chance to add some drama to him later~
　　
　
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