Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

"Brother Shang Ke really let go of the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara? Hasn't he always been jealous..."

"There are all witnesses and material evidence, so it is true. Otherwise, it would not be his turn to go to Zhuxian Terrace."

"Tsk tsk tsk, there are too many people on the Zhuxian Terrace recently. In previous years, I didn't see any of them for hundreds of years, but now it's only been a few decades, and another one has come up."

"Previous years?" The disciple who had just entered the school stared at Ye Hua who was in a state of embarrassment, and asked in confusion, "Isn't it only because of a capital crime that one has to go to Zhuxian Terrace? Who else committed it in previous years?"

"You don't believe me when you tell me." The person who spoke just now looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he lowered his voice, "It's Elder Zigui."

"Senior Brother Hu, what are you kidding? You know, when you go to Zhuxiantai, you will have your spiritual roots picked out, and you will be reduced to trash. How can you still grow old? That's a sinner."

"So, this is the benefit of having a master..." Hu Sai the Money Rat shook his head and was about to continue with a smile when he was suddenly tapped twice on the shoulder.

Feng Chang'an put his hand on his shoulder casually, and said with a half-smile: "You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

Hu Sai turned his head, glanced at the young man, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since Brother Wu Zhi has already spoken, then I will absolutely not speak."

When the two were talking, Ye Hua was surrounded by two deacons and disciples and pushed to Zhuxiantai.

On the Zhuxian Terrace stands a huge giant pillar with five people hugging each other. With the giant pillar as the spreading point, the sky is covered with dark clouds, purple electric snakes are churning and roaring in the clouds, and a dense net visible to the naked eye is woven from the sky, covering the hexagonal Zhuxian. tower.

Ye Hua staggered and was pressed in the center of the Zhuxian Terrace by the executioner, leaning against the huge pillar and kneeling on the ground.

There are nine layers of fire on the ground, scorching like iron plates.

"The disciple Ye Shangke of the inner sect aided the evildoers and caused several disciples to be killed or injured, causing serious crimes. From now on, the clan affiliation and spiritual roots will be stripped away, and they will no longer be able to enter the Qingyun sect forever."

The executioner stared indifferently at this once very handsome inner disciple, the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a mocking arc, his eyes fell on that pale face, and he felt a bit of sympathy.

"Senior brother—this is the last time to call you like this." The executioner waved out the heavy Jiuyang real fire, and untied the spirit chain in Ye Hua's hand, "Please." After finishing speaking, there was a long cry sigh.

The spirit-locking chain fell to the ground with a heavy metallic sound, and Ye Hua, who had been raising her head, finally opened her blood-smeared eyes with difficulty.

One by one it was cold in the prison, and the mice crawled to his forehead at night to drink blood and eat meat to keep warm.

He looked under Zhuxian Terrace, his gaze swept around, and it landed on Feng Chang'an accurately.

Feng Chang'an only felt that there was an extra scorching gaze on his body, and when he looked up, he happened to meet Ye Hua's gaze.

Looking at each other, Ye Hua was the first to look away. His dark eyes rolled away, and a trickle of blood flowed out from the cut on his forehead. The blood dripped down the brow bone and flowed into his mouth.

Ye Hua hadn't eaten for many days and got fresh blood, and Ye Hua actually laughed out of her mind.

"Before I die, let me ask a question. If I don't ask, I will die with regret!"

Hearing these words, Feng Chang'an's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he had a bad feeling, as if danger was quietly approaching him in the dark.

The executioner frowned fiercely, and after a while, Shen Ling said coldly, "Ask!"

Ye Hua pulled the corner of her bitten mouth, and showed a sinister smile to the immortals who were watching from behind Yun Jing: "May I ask whether master and apprentice are forbidden to cultivate together?"

The executioner's gaze suddenly became sharp, and knife-like gazes were shot from under the Zhuxian platform, and even the elder who was hiding in the dark and watching frowned fiercely.

On Zhuxian Terrace, Ye Hua stared at Shangguan Martial God with blazing eyes, not afraid of everyone's eyes at all.

His eyes were gloomy like a ghost in hell, and the executioner shivered involuntarily.

At this moment, the elders who were secretly watching also responded.According to the responses of the elders, the executioner replied unswervingly, "Naturally forbid."

Who doesn't know that the relationship between master and apprentice is quite taboo in the world of cultivating immortals. Don't you ask this knowingly? !

When Feng Changan heard this, he couldn't sit still anymore, his heart started beating wildly, and the dangerous breath was almost pulled out from his forehead.

Did Ye Hua know something?What does he know?How much do you know?

Do you know his relationship with Yun Xu?Where did he know?

"What are you doing?!" Hu Sai was startled when he saw that Feng Changan was sweating continuously on his forehead, and his porcelain-white face was losing color little by little.

Feng Changan shook his head and forced himself to calm down: "It's okay, it's just a little cold."

"Sweating from the cold? Are you sure?" Hu Sai looked around strangely: "Where is it cold? Everyone is not cold, but you are cold, strange..."

"That's good." The two bright eyeballs in Ye Hua's eye sockets were moving lively, and he looked hoarsely at Feng Chang'an: "The next thing I want to say..."

Feng Changan slowly clenched his fingers tightly.

"That's right, I hope that some people will always be good people." Ye Hua spat out the second half of the sentence.

Feng Changan was stunned, he looked up at Ye Hua, but Ye Hua had already looked away, looking up at the thick, cotton-like dark clouds.

What Ye Hua said was thoughtless, and the words did not match the words, which was really confusing. The disciples all looked at each other with blank faces.Among the crowd, there were only a few people who looked strange and flustered.

"Waste of time." The executioner snorted coldly, took a step forward, and stomped the green stick in his hand on the jade brick as hard as iron.

The situation changed suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, with the giant pillar as the center, the purple thunder with the size of the wrist entangled and sprang out from the dark clouds, roaring and crashing into Zhuxiantai.

Zhuxian Terrace collapsed in the blinding lightning, and every inch of it was reduced to nothing. The giant pillar in the center of Zhuxian Terrace also shattered from top to bottom, splitting spider web-like cracks, and white fragments burst out from the cracks and splashed in all directions.

The moment the giant pillar collapsed, Zi Lei completely enveloped Ye Hua.