"This is what you were like back then." The system said.

Lu Shiqing pressed his chest, still feeling a dull pain in his heart.

It was as if the red marks on the mask were embers from the flames, seared on the tip of his heart.

This must be the reaction of the original owner's body.Probably the original owner didn't like this mask either, that's why he resisted so much.

The system noticed his abnormality: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lu Shiqing regained his composure, "This mask is a bit... scary, like a faceless man in anime."

The system was speechless, "The faceless man is so cute, and he has a little style. You have a pale face with this mask, but you have a red spot on your forehead, as if you were shot in the head."

Lu Shiqing: "... Appropriate."

At this time, the whispering disciples in the Sutra Pavilion suddenly quieted down. Lu Shiqing saw that it was Yao Pengzhu who came in with two female disciples with lotus steps.

He followed Song Yang and the others back, and found an inconspicuous place to stand.

After saluting each other, the female disciple brought the water basin and served Yao Pengzhu to clean his hands.Then Yao Pingzhu lit the incense sticks, read the words of worship to the portrait, and after leading the disciples to bow down, he began to introduce the masters.

In fact, what Yao Pengzhu described was not much different from what the system told him.It's just that Yao Pengzhu's attitude is more respectful and his words are more colorful.The system is very casual. For it, these are passers-by, and it is enough to express clearly.

Lu Shiqing heard from the system that this world was once invaded by monsters more than a thousand years ago.Later, thanks to the rescue of the immortals in the longevity world, the evil spirits were expelled and the turmoil was quelled.

The world's advocacy of cultivating immortals began at that time.They call this world the world of mortals, and the world where the immortals live is the world of longevity. They believe that mortals are short-lived and mediocre, and only immortals can live freely.The various sects of immortal dao came into being, with three great masters of immortal dao, the Canghai Yijing founded by Mr. Guihai in the East China Sea, Changbaixueling founded by Mr. Haoran in the north, and Kunlun Taixuding founded by Mr. Yongan in Kunlunxu. First of all, the other sects, big and small, are scattered all over the place.

Today, in the world of mortals, it can be said that there is a sect in a hundred miles, a sect in a thousand miles, and a sect in a thousand miles, which has reached the unprecedented grand occasion of immortality.

Only those who have no hope of cultivating immortals and have extremely poor aptitude can only engage in scholars, farmers, businessmen, and struggle in the world of mortals.

Lu Shiqing felt that this was very harmonious. Everyone focused on cultivating immortals and did not put power first, so there were fewer fights in the world.

After a little distraction, Yao Pengzhu talked about Yitianjun, "Yitianjun Baixiao is the son of the merchant Bai's family. He is very talented, but he passed the Mahayana period at the age of a hundred and ascended to the world of longevity. His apprentice is the former Master Qingya..."

Speaking of "self", Lu Shiqing pulled himself together.

Yao Pengzhu paused for a moment, and then continued: "Qingya Lord Lu Shiqing, 20 years ago, he died in an unfortunate fight to protect the sea from evil spirits."

As soon as this remark came out, the room was silent.

The disciples did not speak, but not a few of them had doubts in their eyes, obviously unbelief.

Lu Shiqing didn't believe it either.

As soon as he arrived, he saw the truth in the notebook that Ding Yi secretly hid.These disciples grew up in the world of mortals since they were young, and they all yearn for immortality. They have read many unofficial and official histories, so how could they be deceived by Yao Pingzhu's official whitewashing?

"Mr. Qingya was obsessed with cultivation all his life, devoted himself to the world, and died at the age of 53. It is said that the master is located in Hengmingjun Gu Xingfeng." Yao Pengzhu said, smiling slightly, "Hengmingjun's life is not in my life today. In the process of narrating. When Lord Hengming ascends to the Longevity Realm in the future, everyone will know about it."

When all the disciples heard the words Feisheng Longevity Realm, they felt longing in their hearts. Once they worshiped into the sea, why not for this?

Lu Shiqing was full of entanglements, and said to the system: "I'm already 53 years old, but I don't look old."

The system corrected him: "No, this is 20 years later, so..."

Lu Shiqing was dumb: "Add 20 years."

System: "Hello, old man."

Lu Shiqing: "..."

It seems to be more tangled.

However, this is a world with a cultivation background, and as a person from another world, Lu Shiqing only struggled for a moment.Thinking that this world is often filled with immortal cultivators over a hundred years old, he quickly felt relieved.

After Yao Pengzhu finished talking about the masters, he began to introduce the collection of books one by one.This Sutra Pavilion is so big that it can accommodate thousands of disciples on one floor alone, and the number of books inside is even more astonishing.

Lu Shiqing felt a pity that this was precious wealth accumulated for thousands of years, but he couldn't understand it.Song Yang just dragged him around, his back was sore after a day, and it was already evening when he returned to his residence.

The setting sun shines at night, the sky is full of clouds, and the sea is sprinkled with golden red.

The fishermen collected their nets and returned them, and sailed across the sea in a small boat. The wind and waves on the sea were calm, and the sound of singing blew from the boat from afar.

"It's better to go to the immortal, ride a crane to the end of the world. Stroll on the Yao grass, brush the Qionghua casually. When you are drunk, you lie on the sea of ​​stars, and when you wake up, you can wear the moonlight. From now on, go to the immortal, and the world of longevity is your home."

Lu Shiqing listened with his ears sideways, with a melodious and melodious tone, plain and simple diction, full of mortals' yearning for ascending immortals.

Song Yang raised his eyebrows: "Can you understand?"

Lu Shiqing nodded: "It sounds nice." The other party thought him a fool, which is a good thing.

Song Yang was very patient with him, and said: "This is the famous "Song of Dengxian", everyone can sing it... Oh yes, you can't."

Lu Shiqing: "But I'm a human..."

Song Yang: "Then I'll change my words, any normal person in the world of mortals can sing."

Lu Shiqing: "..."

Well, he is not from the world of mortals, so there is nothing wrong with thinking so.

At this time, the rest of the disciples also came back from eating, and there were sword fighters flying through the void one after another up and down the mountain.When the fishers saw it, they waved and shouted. "Hey—the fairies—"

Song Yang also waved at the sea, and responded cheekily: "Hey——friends at sea—"

Ye Ziming Yujian landed in the corridor, saw him from a distance, turned around and left.

When Song Yang saw it, he hurriedly said to Lu Shiqing: "Go back to your room and rest early, you have other arrangements tomorrow, be obedient. Hey, Senior Brother Ye Zi, wait for me, what happened today is my fault..."

When Lu Shiqing returned to the room, he couldn't find the little white rabbit, which made him turn around in a hurry.The system comforted him, saying that the beasts in the mountains couldn't be locked up, and not all of them were as human as the fox spirit pet.

But with the doors and windows closed and the bed high, where can the little white rabbit go?If it falls off the bed, it will definitely hurt.

Lu Shiqing looked sadly at the unmoved Rabbit Grass on the table—it had no parents, was hungry, and wandered with injuries, it was so pitiful.

Lu Shiqing was really tired that day. He was still worried about the little white rabbit while lying on the bed, but soon fell asleep.

In a daze, a voice echoed repeatedly in his mind.

"Shiqing, I went as a teacher."

"You remember this curse mark."

"Full of spirit and soul, never leave the mask."

Lu Shiqing heard himself say: "Disciple, keep in mind that the spirit and soul are complete, and you can't leave the mask... If you leave the mask, your soul will fly away."

If you leave the mask, your soul will fly away.

The lingering sounds of these eight characters are endless, lingering, interlacing, slowly taking shape, burning into a ball of moving fire, and finally falling on a blank snow field.

The snow became a mask, and the flames became a curse mark on his forehead.

Lu Shiqing sat up suddenly, as if a soldering iron was pressed against his heart, which made it painful for him to breathe.There was darkness in front of him, and he clutched his chest again, his heart beating violently.

Suddenly, a furry thing climbed onto his thigh.

Lu Shiqing almost screamed, and boldly opened the bed to look, only to see the moonlight shine on the bed through the window, and the fluff all over the thing was white.

"It's a little rabbit." Lu Shiqing's mouth curled up.

The little white rabbit raised his head, his clear and shallow pupils shimmered.With this pair of eyes, Lu Shiqing's frightened heart suddenly calmed down.He picked it up like he was holding the moon in his arms. "It's so good that you're still here... very good."

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