I became a peerless master

Chapter 75 Love This Thing

Chapter 75: Love This Thing

Evil!

I, Taiyuelou, really feel ashamed of all sentient beings this time!

Stared at by the devil's meaningful eyes, Kuzhu's body could not move, but his soul trembled like chaff.

Slaughter all beings and refine them into their own power.

Just now he swallowed a leg of the five-star demon emperor alive, what the hell is this a devil?
Under the circumstances that immortals and demons are at odds with each other, and death is certain, Kuzhu has already come to a clear understanding.

It's just that what he finds most glaring and unacceptable at the moment is that the devil is still wearing the rough Taoist robes of Taiyuelou handyman disciples.

A few months ago, he had been a disciple of Taiyuelou.

If it weren't for Taiyue Tower, just because he has immortal roots, he was accepted as a disciple, and he was allowed to step into the world of Taoism, and he might still be a mortal at this moment.

The handyman disciple was originally an existence with extremely poor immortal roots and close to zero talent.

If my Taiyue Tower hadn't been so casual, and didn't want to train these rubbish low-end ascetics to do odd jobs, it certainly wouldn't have caused the catastrophe it is today.

Ascetics are used to being superior, especially those with better talents, they have long been used to being served by others.

If we can all learn from Senior Song, just like ordinary people, and overcome the usual laziness and comfort, how can we provoke the devil.

That kid Yang Ming was right, the Taiyue Building was rotten from top to bottom.

Heart ashes, Kuzhu regrets not doing it at the beginning.

After all, the devil wears clothes representing the disciples of the handyman in Taiyue Tower, poisoning the common people and killing them.

The origin of all sins can be attributed to Taiyue Tower.

He, the supreme elder of his sect who was like a sea-dwelling needle, had long been filled with endless guilt.

If I could do it all over again, old man...

"The devil is going crazy, die!"

Just when Kuzhu lost all thoughts and was free of guilt, above the distant sky, a scolding sounded like music.

The voice was ethereal, as if it was tens of thousands of miles away, and it seemed to be exploding right next to my ears.The lingering sound has not dissipated, and the sound of clang and piano spreads all over the place.

The sound of the zither blends into the heaven and the earth, and it can be directly conveyed to the depths of the soul without the need for ears to perceive it. another world.

Joy, anger, worry, sadness, fear~

In an instant, chaotic emotions emerged from his heart, and his consciousness was confused. Kuzhu, who was half a step into the Mahayana realm, fell into a state of trance under the impact of a sea of ​​complex emotions.

Palace of Seven Emotions!

Mo Cheng, who was dying with a broken sword in his hand, only at the moment when various emotional shocks were transmitted to his severely wounded and blocked soul, his muddled consciousness suddenly became clear like a flash of light.

The sound of the piano enters the soul, and the extremely weird soul attack kills the enemy silently.

On the boundless land of Dongzhou, this method is unique.

Only the maverick Seven Emotions Palace can produce the piano sound that impacts the soul.

The sound of the zither came from thousands of miles away, but it was so strong that it was definitely coming from the Qiqingyin Palace, who is capable of crossing the tribulation realm.

Like the bitter bamboo real person, all kinds of joyful and painful complex emotions appeared in his mind. At the last moment when he was submerged by the ocean of emotions and desires in the world, Mo Cheng, who was seriously injured and dying, only had time to conjure up a thought.

Unexpectedly, the Seven Emotions Sound Palace, which had been indifferent to world affairs for hundreds of thousands of years, would actually be visited by an expert from the Tribulation Realm.

What is it that makes this goal always limited to the forces in the hometown, and come here from a long distance?

The sound of the piano runs through the soul.

Wang Aotian lost his mind for a moment uncontrollably.The original control over the three people and the two demons also disappeared in an instant.

Frightened, reminiscing, flustered.

A moment later, Wang Aotian, who was suspended in mid-air, lifted up, only endless anger and tyranny remained in his eyes.

He is very familiar with the sound of the piano that goes straight into the soul and evokes emotions.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, that rival had relied on such means to separate his soul from his mind, his demon body unraveled, his thoughts dissipated, and finally he was completely lost in the endless ocean of emotions until he turned into the pure source of aura in the world.

If it weren't for the fragment of the magic weapon used by me back then, which was obtained by the demon dragon by chance, I, Old Demon Wang, would never have the possibility of resurrecting my life.

Even if it is a new life, my demon soul is still very incomplete, and many memories that should exist have not been retrieved so far~

That person actually still has an inheritance left in the mortal world.

They still have the guts to come to the door!
The hatred that spanned hundreds of thousands of years woke up instantly, Wang Aotian's eyes were already dark, staring ahead like an abyss.

The breeze blew past, and above the sky, a woman wearing a plain robe and with an extremely ordinary appearance slowly emerged.

In front of the woman, the guqin wrapped in coarse cloth has completely revealed its gorgeous face, shining with a brilliance that can cause fluctuations in the surrounding space.

The fingers are slender, and they have the attributes of an artist at first glance.

The simple woman put her hands lightly on the guqin without any distractions.

Zheng~
Around Wang Aotian, the sound of the piano was completely dispersed...

...

"This old man is willing to be a cow and a horse in this life, to repay Mr. today's kindness."

"If you violate it, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

In the Wuyou grocery store on the outskirts of Binhe City, Liu Shi got up from his seat tremblingly, and bowed deeply to Song Ye respectfully, his old face full of old age was completely moved.

He just drank the lung-clearing soup that he had stewed with pears and goji berries all night. Song Ye was startled when the old man suddenly made such a move. He quickly got up and helped him up.

The old man, who is over a hundred years old, even showed such a sincere expression of gratitude to the young master.

It's like the elementary school student with the worst grades and the lowest self-esteem, trembling at the teacher's home to make up lessons, and suddenly the extremely strict teacher gave him ice cream with a smile on his face.

In the heart of that primary school student at this moment, the teacher must be the most beautiful person.

Liu Shishi, an old man, has completely regarded the young master as a teacher, and completely regarded himself as a student with poor homework and low self-esteem.

In the world of art, masters are masters.

As long as you meet the right person, even if the young master is not a cultivator, he is still worthy of respect.

"Love" is something that can really explode with endless power sometimes.

Speaking of which, cooking some lung-nourishing soup was just a temporary thought of Song Ye.

They are all over a hundred years old, walking tremblingly, coughing so hard to breathe, and there are such prominent existences as immortal cultivators in the family.

With such an identity, going to your ant-like mortal residence to go to your ant-like mortal residence to ask for advice on chess is a very touching thing in itself.

Just yesterday, after Erya moved in, her father sent a lot of fruits like pears and various daily necessities in the evening.

The stove that cooked noodles for the little girl in the morning has not been extinguished.

It is also a normal way of hospitality to boil some sweet and moist soup when picking up chess sets.

I never thought that this old chess idiot would be so moved...

(End of this chapter)