Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

Xue Changsheng opened his eyes wide.

His eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he even burst into tears in embarrassment.He suddenly raised his head and looked in Su Zhuo's direction, wishing for a moment that everything in front of him was an illusion.

However, this is no illusion.

Because Xue Changsheng found that everyone's eyes were focused on Su Zhuo, who had always been indifferent, not only the people of Beiming Xianzong, but also the Demon Dao headed by Ye Xiaoyi.Master Mulan even took out the life token that she had been hiding on her body since the betrayal of Master Tongtai. The piece belonging to Master Taishan had been broken into two halves, proving his death.

The hope that had just been ignited in Xue Changsheng's eyes disappeared again.

Perhaps—at this moment, Qin Huanyan and Zhong Wan are the only ones who still have hope for Su Zhuo.

Sure enough, they looked at Su Zhuo's face with a faint smile that was completely inconsistent with the scene of this matter, and took out a disc from his arms.It was a yin and yang iron plate, and there were even faint rust spots on it, and sixty marks of different lengths were engraved on the very edge, other than that, there was nothing special about it.It is as simple as the eating tool held in the hands of mortal Taoist priests who are swindling and deceitful. No spiritual power can be felt on it, and there is no aura belonging to magic weapons.

But Su Zhuo caressed the surface of the disc lightly, brushed the sixty bright red marks with his fingers, and said with a light smile, "Master, this is a dream."

Xue Changsheng tremblingly said: "Dream...?"

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "So, Master, isn't he waking up soon?"

"Wake up..." Xue Changsheng silently looked at the icy body of Master Taishan in front of him, and said in a low voice, "If you wake up from the dream, what will happen to senior brother?"

Su Zhuo smiled and said, "Naturally, it will become what it was before the dream."

Xue Changsheng's eyes once again gathered the light of hope like a firefly: "Before dreaming?"

"Let me think about it, when did Master start dreaming?" Su Zhuo stroked the notch on the yin-yang iron plate: "Probably...before a cup of tea."

Before a cup of tea... At that time, nothing happened.

Xue Changsheng shouted without hesitation: "Yes! Yes! I want to wake up! Get out of this nightmare!"

Master Mulan frowned and said, "Changsheng, you're talking nonsense—"

Su Zhuo smiled and said, "As you wish."

This time, everyone saw the difference between Yin and Yang iron plates.As Su Zhuo's fingers left the iron plate, the yin-yang fish in the middle of the plate began to slowly rotate in reverse, and two glazed needles of different lengths appeared in the center of the iron plate, and the longer one reversed as the yin-yang fish reversed. And as the long glazed needle reverses a circle, the short glazed needle reverses a notch on the edge.After [-] reversals, the short-rooted Liuli needle stagnated in the due east direction, while the long needle pointed due north.

Then, the dream shattered.

It was a very mysterious feeling. Standing here, the lowest level of cultivation is like Xue Changsheng, and the highest level of cultivation is like Ye Xiaoyi and Qin Huanyan. Everyone's eyes seem to be covered with a thin film following the reversal of the yin and yang fish. Every time the long needle rotates around, the white mist in front of their eyes will thicken.No matter what they do to deal with this influence, it will not change the vision before them.

As the white fog became thicker, they could no longer see anything clearly, even if they closed their eyes or relied on their spiritual sense.There is only a mist of white mist in the eyes - no, there are exceptions, only the yin and yang iron plate that looks like broken copper is still clearly reflected in everyone's eyes, until the moment of stillness.

Then, the white mist shattered like a mirror.

The world in front of me suddenly becomes clear in an instant, and nothing seems to have changed—no, no, no, it has.For example, the mountain peak cut off by Taishan real person's sword has returned to its original state, for example, the sword marks on Ye Xiaoyi's arms that were scratched because he forcibly blocked the white dragon sword energy disappeared, for example-the one who should have fallen in a pool of blood and died of poisoning Master Taishan stood where he was, looking at Xue Changsheng who was sitting on the ground with snot and tears all over his face.

Everything just now seemed like a dream.

But Xue Changsheng didn't care so much anymore, at this moment, at this moment, this might be the happiest moment in his life!He got up from the ground with both hands and feet, and plunged into the arms of Master Taishan no matter how embarrassed his face was!Just like what he did when he was young, he rubbed his nose and tears onto the majestic Taoist robe of the head of the other party's sect, hugged Taishan Daoist's back with all his strength, and cried bitterly.

"Long, Changsheng...?" Master Taishan was stunned in place. Although he didn't know why the matter had developed to this point, his body was faster than his thoughts, and he gently stroked Xue Changsheng's hair and back, comforting this The little brother who has been taking care of the other party since he was born, comforted him again and again: "Longsheng, don't cry, don't cry... Senior brother has never blamed you, and I understand the pain and fear in your heart... Everything is senior brother's fault." , if I let go of the hesitation in my heart, I will tell you in detail, and... well, don't cry."

Xue Changsheng cried even louder.

Su Zhuo couldn't help laughing, and heard Ye Xiaoyi's voice above the sky: "It seems that I can explain it properly."

"Junior Brother Xiao, don't bark anymore." Su Zhuo said lightly, "This is a piece of advice—if you call me 'my son' again, I'm afraid that someone will kill you whether you go to heaven or fall into reincarnation. Cut to pieces with a knife, shattered bones and ashes—I don’t know if Junior Brother Laughing is credible?”

Ye Xiaoyi's expression turned cold.

"This is not a threat, but a statement." Su Zhuo shook his head and said, "If you don't believe me, then so be it."

Master Mulan couldn't bear it anymore: "Fucheng nephew, what is this—"

"This thing is the most precious treasure in the fairy world, the "Yin-Yang Reincarnation Disk". You can look at people's past, present, and future lives, and search for their souls. Even our father can't stop his investigation." Su Zhuo held up the Yin-Yang iron disk that had been restored to its original state. , fingers stroked those bloody notches filled with the souls of countless immortals and demons: "And a small operation applied in life can make people fall into a dream and see clearly everything that happened half an hour before and after ——To put it simply, it is half an hour in the past and half an hour in the future."

Master Mulan was dumbfounded: "What we saw just now is the 'future' in fifteen minutes?"

Su Zhuo corrected: "It's the future that 'may' happen."

Real Mulan was dumbfounded.

Ye Xiaoyi said coldly: "My son actually has a fairy treasure, which really opened my father's eyes. However, do you think that the real Taishan can change the fate of the Beiming Immortal Sect today?"

He said angrily: "Hmph, I have already recovered my powers from immortals and demons in the ruins of Tianzhu, and even improved my magical powers. Even when Mount Tai was in its heyday, I might not be able to defeat me with a fairy sword in my hand. Not to mention the embarrassment at this time!"

"Well...Speaking of it, the aura of immortals and demons in the Central Continent is mixed, which is both a elixir and a poison to others, but for you who practice "Red World Jue", it is indeed the best place." Su Zhuo Some headaches: "To be honest, the fact that you will enter the Central Continent is beyond my expectation, otherwise it will be at least a few years before you recover - I am very happy that you are my junior."

Ye Xiaoyi finally could no longer maintain the composure on his face: "You know?!"

But I don't know what kind of "know" he refers to.

"As for the yin and yang reincarnation disk—speaking of it, I have to thank you, the head master."

Master Taishan was stunned: "Me?"

Su Zhuo said with a slight smile: "Thanks to the senior master who let Fucheng take care of the immortal for one night, the disciple and the immortal formed a good relationship-whether it was telling Xiao that the soul and the body did not match, or lending the yin and yang reincarnation disk to help the disciples get along with the immortal." The treasures are all gifts from the immortals to the disciples."

Qin Huanyan: "Oh."

Wan Lushi: "Oh."

Zhong Jinnian: "Oh."

Su Zhuo: "..."

No matter how mocked by the three-person team that was designed to pit his teammates, Su Zhuo looked majestic and motionless on the surface, and gently gestured towards Ye Xiaoyi three inches below his heart: "In other words, Ye Gong mainly waits for the immortal to take back this Yin-Yang reincarnation disk The power of immortals and demons, presumably Palace Master Ye has seen it with his own eyes in the Central Continent."

Ye Xiao looked at Su Zhuo.

Facing this son who can be said to appear suddenly, what is he thinking in his heart?

No one knows except Ye Xiaoyi himself.

Back then, he was betrayed by his confidant, and had no choice but to use the Hongshi Jue to reverse his body to escape, but he was sold by human teeth to the blood demon patriarch who loved child prostitution.That was probably the most humiliating memory in Ye Xiaoyi's life, but he is a person who is very good at endurance. He takes every step carefully and carefully, and collects the last clues in the short time of recovering his sanity every night. Through the slit-like ventilation hole, the news was sent to the lover who didn't know the truth - the owner of Xueyun Palace, a traitor of righteousness, a stupid woman who was dazzled by the so-called love in Ye Xiao's eyes.

He ordered the other party to send someone to deal with the blood demon patriarch, but by accident, he got to know Xue Fucheng instead.

Xue Fucheng - his son.

Son, bloodline, descendant——to Ye Xiaoyi, who is dedicated to seeking longevity and yearning for the way of magic, these are very new words.

What is it like to have a son?

It's a pity that Ye Xiaoyi couldn't feel this wonderful feeling.Because Xue Fucheng is more like his father and brother than his son—to be precise, Xue Xiaobai's brother.

In just one year, for Ye Xiaoyi's long journey of self-cultivation, it is a unique scenery.

From anger at the beginning to helplessness in the later stage, from unwillingness in the beginning to compromise in the later stage, from disgust in the early stage to lingering in the later stage, from...

I don't know when, senior brother, master... These two words no longer disgust Ye Xiaoyi who has regained his sanity.

He wouldn't change himself or change his goals because of this little emotion, but it is undeniable that this kind of influence does exist.

Probably the best example is - he didn't believe anything Xue Fucheng said at this time, but unexpectedly he didn't refute it.

Su Zhuo looked at Ye Xiaoyi, seeming to understand the suspicion in his heart.He wasn't uneasy, on the contrary, he smiled at Ye Xiao.

"Palace Master Ye don't have to doubt it." Su Zhuolang said with a smile, "Look, the gods have come to take back this fairy treasure."

Everyone followed Ye Xiaoyi and looked behind him.

——There was a man standing there from some unknown time.

He was dressed in black, had black hair, and carried a long sword as tall as a man on his back. His face was sharp and angular, and his brows flew into his temples. A black mark ran through his right eye and occupied half of his cheek.

It was Fu Qianwen.