The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

"Master, when do we set off?"

Cui Yunshen retracted the branches slightly, then looked at Ji Xiuzhu and asked, looking up every three steps.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiuzhu knew what Cui Yunshen was thinking.

So, he fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan in one hand and chewed a spiritual fruit while saying to Cui Yunshen, "I won't leave today. If you want to pay tribute to your elder sister, then go ahead. After all, the journey to Zhongzhou may be a long one."

After hearing Ji Xiuzhu's words, Cui Yunshen raised his eyes instantly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Then, he bowed to Ji Xiuzhu and said, "Thank you, Master. I will be back soon."

After saying that, without waiting for Ji Xiuzhu to react, he flew away on a wooden stick.

Hearing the sound of Cui Yunshen leaving, Ji Xiuzhu stopped biting the spiritual fruit in his hand.

"Alas. It's been seven years, and I don't know how Xiao Lanzi and Mo Zhuangzhuang are doing."

Thinking about how, by some coincidence, the master and disciple were separated in two worlds for seven years, and how I had repeatedly warned them to meet up in Zhongzhou, I don't know if they listened to me or not.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiuzhu felt that the spiritual fruit in his mouth suddenly became tasteless.

So he raised his hand and threw the spiritual fruit in his hand into the soil.

Then, she waved the palm-leaf fan in her hand, and instantly turned into a shadow and followed in the direction Cui Yunshen left. Then a breeze blew from the spot, and the armchair was seen swaying in the wind, looking lonely and pitiful.

Ji Xiuzhu dodged a few times and came to a mountain. The mountain looked ordinary, but there were faint fluctuations of the formation.

This formation is called Mist, and was designed by Ji Xiuzhu to prevent tomb robbers.

Although when Cui Yunshen's sister died, she did not have any valuables with her, and she did not even have a coffin, she was buried alone and ended her life.

But in order to prevent the deceased from being disturbed, Ji Xiuzhu still set up this formation.

However, as soon as she stepped into the fog, she discovered something was wrong the next second.

Ji Xiuzhu smelled the fragrance of tea coming from nowhere, and his ears moved.

Suddenly, the leaves rustled, and a few leaves flew out from not far away, rushing towards Ji Xiuzhu's face like hidden blades.

Ji Xiuzhu did not sit and wait, but waved his hand and made a Tai Chi gesture. A ball of green spiritual power instantly appeared in his palm. When the leaves that were rushing towards him touched the spiritual power in Ji Xiuzhu's palm, they became as quiet as autumn water.

Ji Xiuzhu listened to the noises around him, and then threw the spiritual power in his hand towards the source of the sound. In an instant, leaves flew by and a group of trees fell down.

Hearing the sparse sounds of dead branches on the ground gradually appearing behind him, Ji Xiuzhu dodged the "black hand" extended by the person behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiuzhu raised his foot and kicked diagonally upward to his left side. When he bounced back with his splits, his toes kicked the person in the face.

The man was quick-witted and quick-handed. He stretched out his arm to block and grabbed Ji Xiuzhu's ankle.

Ji Xiuzhu frowned for a moment, then reached out to grab the man's neck.

Unexpectedly, the man raised his hand and grabbed Ji Xiuzhu's hand again.

Just like that, Ji Xiuzhu stood in a split position and remained in a stalemate with the newcomer for a while.

"Master, please be more careful. You almost sent me to hell!"

As the man spoke, he slowly let go of Ji Xiuzhu's hands and feet, then flashed in front of Ji Xiuzhu.

Ji Xiuzhu was stunned when he heard this. He seemed to have heard this magnetic voice somewhere before.

Moreover, the scent coming from this person is so familiar.

"You are, Cui... Cui Erhe?"

Ji Xiuzhu only remembered that this smell was from Cui Erhe, but he forgot about the mysterious young man in Shenmu Town.

When the boy heard Ji Xiuzhu say the word Cui, his eyes were full of expectation and joy. But when Ji Xiuzhu called out someone else's name, he curled his lips in frustration.

He gently held Ji Xiuzhu's hand, and then slowly placed it on his cheek.

"Master, feel me carefully again, who am I?"

As he spoke, he held Ji Xiuzhu's hand and repeated the action when they first met, from forehead to chin, leaving no space, allowing Ji Xiuzhu to touch all over.

For the last time, he placed Ji Xiuzhu's fingers on his lips.

Ji Xiuzhu felt the warm breath coming from his fingertips, and instantly realized that he had touched the boy's lips, so he immediately withdrew his hand and "stared" at the boy with a suspicious look on his face.

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu like this, the young man thought that Ji Xiuzhu had remembered something, so he hurriedly asked: "Master, did you recognize your disciple?"

But who would have known that the next second, Ji Xiuzhu would have a black sword in his hand.

When the young man saw Ji Xiuzhu take out his Zhuxian Sword, he couldn't help but jump towards the tree behind him.

And the moment he jumped onto the tree trunk, the scarlet mask on the boy's waist collided with the tree trunk, making a tinkling sound.

"Hey, hey, let's talk it out nicely. As my master, how can you not ask clearly and just start fighting the first time you meet?"

Ji Xiuzhu frowned again after listening to the boy's voice.

I seem to have heard this voice somewhere before, but now it seems to be even more weird.

And that ding-dong-dong sound, is that some magical instrument?

But after thinking for a long time, Ji Xiuzhu still couldn't remember the young man he met in Shenmu Town.

Then, she held the Zhuxian Sword in her hand, slowly raised her hand, and pointed at the young man on the tree.

"I have never accepted a disciple like you. If you dare to make excuses again, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Ji Xiuzhu had no intention of harming his life, he just wanted to scare him.

So after threatening the young man, Ji Xiuzhu slowly put away his sword.

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu put away the Zhuxian Sword, the young man jumped down from the tree trunk hesitantly.

He wanted to move closer, but when he saw Ji Xiuzhu's "keep away" look on his face, he stopped himself.

"Master, have you really forgotten your disciple? Then do you still remember what you said when you gave him a name?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiuzhu's expression became even more serious.

She seemed to have thought of something, but she suppressed the thought the next second.

She suspected that the boy was Cui Yunshen, but she had only accepted Cui Yunshen as her apprentice for seven years. Counting the days, Cui Yunshen was only fourteen years old. The voice couldn't be the sound of his voice changing.

Moreover, there was no mask on the boy's face, which ruled out the possibility that he came from the future dimension.

That's why she was so wary of the boy.

But the next second, when the boy said that, Ji Xiuzhu was no longer calm.

"Master, the clouds and ink pass by the Cangshan Mountain, and the cold plum blossoms are as deep as the sky! Didn't you say that?"

The boy was a little angry, and his cheeks puffed up after he said this.

Ji Xiuzhu widened his eyes and was stunned for a few seconds in disbelief.

She raised the Immortal Execution Sword again and pointed at the young man in front of her: "Tell me, who are you? A remnant of the Cui family, or a remnant of the Wang family! How dare you lurk under my nose until now!"

When Cui Yunshen saw Ji Xiuzhu pointing his sword at him again, he instantly became discouraged.

So after taking a glance at Ji Xiuzhu, he just gave up.

He just shrugged his shoulders, then strode towards Ji Xiuzhu without any precautions.

When Ji Xiuzhu heard the sound, his ears moved slightly, and with a quick move, he placed the sword on the boy's neck.

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill you on the spot!"

As soon as Ji Xiuzhu finished speaking, he felt the strength in his sword suddenly change.

Cui Yunshen grabbed the sword of the Zhuxian Sword and then exerted force on his neck.

Ji Xiuzhu was startled by his sudden action, and then instantly summoned the Zhuxian Sword back to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Then the Zhuxian Sword disappeared in an instant, but a long cut appeared on Cui Yunshen's neck.

"Why are you putting away your sword? Didn't you say you were going to kill me? Don't be a coward, hit me hard on the neck and I will go to the underworld to see the King of Hell."

Although Cui Yunshen's neck hurt, he still couldn't help but choke Ji Xiuzhu by speaking.

Ji Xiuzhu was actually somewhat touched when he heard his words.

It’s no wonder, this temper is exactly the same as her sixth disciple Cui Yunshen.

and many more!

Ji Xiuzhu seemed to suddenly think of something, and took a step forward and came to Cui Yunshen.

Then, Ji Xiuzhu slowly stretched out his hands in the boy's puzzled gaze, and then, in just a moment, Ji Xiuzhu's hands began to wander around the boy's body.

The boy never dreamed that Ji Xiuzhu would do this, so when Ji Xiuzhu touched his body, the boy's body instantly tensed up, like a stone pillar, standing firm.

It was not until Ji Xiuzhu's hand began to move from his upper body to his lower body that he began to move slightly.

And this sole movement caused his entire body to become hot, and the skin that his eyes touched suddenly turned completely red.

Ji Xiuzhu could feel the boy's body temperature rising through his clothes, but despite this, Ji Xiuzhu's mind was still on his hands.

After all, what she was looking for was definitely on the boy.

So, when Ji Xiuzhu was groping along the boy's belt, he finally found the thing he had been looking for when he was about to touch the part that was not suitable for children.

Ji Xiuzhu pulled off the scarlet mask from the boy's belt, then placed it in his palm and kept feeling around.

What surprised her was that the boy's mask did not feel like it was made of gold, silver, copper or iron, but rather like wood.

She stroked the mask in her hand carefully, and finally found a line of small words on the inside of the mask near the ear.

Judging from the strokes of the characters, the word engraved on it is "深".

After touching the mask, Ji Xiuzhu slowly put the mask into the boy's hands.

If you observe carefully, you will find that Ji Xiuzhu's hands are shaking at this moment, like a Parkinson's disease attack, but the movement is smaller than Parkinson's disease.

I originally thought he was a spy, but I never expected that he was actually my apprentice.

This future is really strange. Why are all her disciples running here? Are there some man-eating monsters in the future?

Thinking of this, Ji Xiuzhu couldn't help but think of the fear he felt when he was dominated by the mysterious woman in the far north that day.

The fight had clearly not started yet, but it turned into a one-sided massacre between the two sides.

If she had reacted half a beat slower, she would have lost her life.

The more she thought about it, the more she envied the original owner.

The current plot development has already deviated from the progress of the original book. Even if she wants to rely on the golden finger of holding the script to save her life, I am afraid it will be of no use at all.

If her opponents were only the male and female protagonists, this would be easy to say. After all, according to the template provided in the original book, she could avoid being killed by the plot as long as she used her brain a little.

But now, it seems to have nothing to do with the main storyline of the original book.

On the contrary, she now feels more and more that she is the protagonist of this book.

It was bad enough that she was struck by her own lightning tribulation before, but when her disciple was also struck by the lightning tribulation, she felt puzzled and something was wrong.

Now that these future disciples have come back one by one and appeared in front of her, she can't help but doubt the direction of her next plot.

Judging from her current thinking, everything she is experiencing now is just like a huge "Truman" world.

Every time she wanted to do something, it was like there was an invisible hand behind her, pushing her forward.

And she didn't think there was anything wrong, and even felt that everything that happened was reasonable!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hold Cui Yunshen's arm tightly with both hands, and then after swallowing her saliva, she took a deep breath and asked, "You are Lao Liu, right?"

Cui Yunshen was startled by her sudden movement. Although he didn't understand why, he still nodded to Ji Xiuzhu while holding the mask in his hand: "Yes, the disciple is Lao Liu."

After hearing Cui Yunshen's affirmative answer, Ji Xiuzhu continued, "Then tell me, why did you come back this time?"

When Cui Yunshen heard this, he was stunned for a moment and stood there like a wooden chicken.

His Master, why did he ask this?

Could it be that he has noticed something?

But thinking of this, he shook his head again.

If his master knew the purpose of his coming here, he would definitely be angry and scold him, but judging from Ji Xiuzhu's current performance, the purpose is not known yet.

Then the strange thing happened. If it was not known to anyone, why did his master have such an expression?

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu frowning, he reached out and gently held Ji Xiuzhu's hand that was clamped on his arm.

Then he sighed deeply, and then slowly said to Ji Xiuzhu: "Master, I know that this matter makes you feel incredible. But the fact has already happened. I have really been looking for you for a long time. Since the last time we parted, I can no longer find any trace of you. I was terrified, and wondered if you had come to the Shenzhou Continent.

I came here because I haven't paid homage to my elder sister for a long time. I didn't expect that you are really here, Master."

After Cui Yunshen finished speaking, the mask in his hand instantly changed from scarlet to natural wood color.

Ji Xiuzhu felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, so he reached out and touched the mask. After feeling the word "deep" disappear, he couldn't help but frowned.

She looked up at Cui Yunshen. Even though she couldn't see, her eyes were filled with depth and holiness.

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu's expression, Cui Yunshen instantly understood what Ji Xiuzhu was thinking.

So he slowly said: "Master, this is the Mask of Delusion. I asked the Lord of Heaven and Earth for it."

After Cui Yunshen finished speaking, his eyes were instantly filled with loss, and he actually lowered his eyes instantly.

"Traveling through the void is against the laws of space. This mask of delusion is used to protect me so that I can travel through planes. Now that Master has recognized me, I can use the power of the mask. When I come to find Master again in the future, I won't have to wear the mask."

After Cui Yunshen finished explaining, he instantly put away the Wangsheng mask and hung it back around his waist.

Ji Xiuzhu had never heard of the Wangsheng Mask and thought it was a time-travel artifact like the Anywhere Door, so he did not ask any further questions.

But if she could see, she would find that at the moment when Wangsheng's mask lost its color, a tuft of white hair appeared among Cui Yunshen's originally black hair.