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

The four eyes met, the cold light poured into the not-so-spacious room from the window, Yun Xu's face was pale, his back felt cold, he subconsciously took a few steps back, "Master...Master..."

Feng Chang'an leaned towards him coldly, turned around and came in through the main entrance, looked at Patriarch Mu Shan with unfriendly eyes: "Patriarch, what do you want my disciple's blood for?"

The imposing manner came overwhelmingly, and the sharp wind blade cut people's faces with pain.

Mushan Patriarch saw through the secrets, his vitality was seriously injured, he was inferior to Feng Changan, and being overwhelmed by Feng Changan, he looked a little embarrassed, and said: "Konghuai, you are going too far, you are not the one who protects the calf. "

Feng Changan lazily raised his eyelids: "I am willing."

The tone is light and fluffy, not contemptuous, let alone friendly, it comes out casually, and is extremely flamboyant.

Mushan Patriarch's expression was in a trance, as if he had returned to a hundred years ago. At that time, the sect had not yet had a big change of blood due to the death of Yixiantian, and Feng Chang'an was also so flamboyant. He didn't dare.

Frowning unexpectedly, Patriarch Mu Shan put down the white jade porcelain bowl, so as not to cause disputes later, breaking the porcelain bowl and wasting blood in vain.

He said: "Konghuai, this is in the sect, the Qingyun sect." He especially emphasized the last three words.

"So what?" Feng Chang'an said calmly, "Could it be that someone is being bullied to the head and is not allowed to fight back? There is no reason for that."

Patriarch Mushan blushed at what he said, and his old face was a little uncomfortable. He said embarrassingly: "Okay, okay, I won't tell you. You ask your apprentice yourself, you ask him, did I bully you? I am a thousand-year-old man, How could you still bully a junior."

Yun Xu lowered her head, bandaging the wound on her wrist with one hand.

Feng Changan didn't look at Yunxu, and said, "It's the same for everyone I ask. Patriarch Mushan, don't you mind talking about it?"

His eyes were sharp, and there was ice and snow between his brows, which made people tremble in the cold.

Patriarch Mu Shan took a deep breath and said, "Do you really want to listen?" After speaking, crossing Feng Chang'an, Zhao Yun said, "Your master is pressing you every step of the way, I can't bear it."

Yun Xu shook her head lightly.

when i don't exist?Feng Chang'an turned his head and gave Yun Xu a hard look, Yun Xu immediately became honest and stopped flirting with Patriarch Mu Shan.

Patriarch Mu Shan coughed twice, and said eloquently: "Since you already know about the blood sacrifice, I won't say more. As for the blood..." A purple light rose from the ground, and a disc flashed in the light. Looking at the stone gate with the red dragon totem, Patriarch Mushan signaled Feng Changan to follow him.

The three of them walked through the stone gate with the red dragon totem, and the scene in front of them changed drastically. The surrounding ancient trees were towering, pavilions and canopies, and the ground was green and fluorescent, flying around people.

Yun Xu's expression became tense, but he hid it well, and the nervousness disappeared in a flash.

Patriarch Mushan walked in front, and said as he walked: "I met a man in white, wearing a bamboo hat, and asked me if I wanted to know the future. .

The sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and no one survived. "

Speaking of this, a stone tablet covered with green radishes appeared in sight. This stone tablet is ordinary, but there is nothing special about it.

Patriarch Mu Shan took a long breath and broke open the green radish on the stone tablet, the surface of the tablet revealed the same green fluorescence, he looked at Yun Xu with a complicated expression: "The man in white told me that if I want to prevent natural disasters, I need to use Yun Zi Only when the blood of refuge enters the formation and forms the eyes of the formation can we prevent natural disasters at critical moments."

"The man in white?" Feng Chang'an frowned, his mind was on the stone tablet in front of him, and he didn't notice that Yun Xu's expression relaxed a bit after seeing the green fluorescent light coming from the door.

"That's right, it's the man in white with his arms, wearing a bamboo hat, and he was reciting sound transmission with his heart, but he didn't speak. Over the years, I have traveled all over the world, looking for this man in white, but I may never see him again."

As the ancestor Mu Shan said, he knelt down, brushed the green radish on the stone tablet with his fingers, poured the blood from the white jade porcelain bowl on the stone tablet, and saw a strong light burst out from the stone tablet.

The strong light broke through the shades of the trees, condensed into strands of threads, interlaced and intertwined, across the gray-black sky, forming a complex ancient formation, which was huge and shocking.

There are countless patterns superimposed around the formation, and the further you go in, the fewer the patterns are, and there are no more patterns at the eye of the formation.

Feng Changan jumped to the top of the tree, looked at the ancient formation, and muttered to himself: "There is no formation eye..."

"That's right, there is no array eye." Patriarch Mu Shan raised his breath and jumped up, pointing to the empty array eye position, and said, "You must have seen it in ancient books, the real blood sacrifice array is not like this , there needs to be a formation eye in the middle to activate the formation, not this."

Feng Chang'an has indeed seen it in ancient books, but the ancient books say that in the blood sacrifice of living people, every formation, even the pattern on the formation, needs the blood of living people to carve.

Not only that, but the formation requires a blood sacrifice from a person who combines the luck of heaven and earth, and this formation can be considered a real success.

But the formation in front of me...

Feng Chang'an didn't look like a blood sacrifice formation, but he responded to the words of Mu Shan's ancestor just now.

One by one is not a blood sacrifice formation.

Feng Changan frowned slightly: "What formation is this?"

Patriarch Mushan replied: "The spiritual energy conversion formation is different from the blood sacrifice formation. It does not require the blood sacrifice of living people, but only needs to use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to switch and move. As for the formation eye, it does not need any lucky person to do it. For the blood sacrifice, you only need to nourish the eyes of the formation every few days and prevent them from chapping."

Feng Chang'an looked at Yun Xu, Yun Xu looked calm and asked, "But that man in white said that?"

"Exactly." Patriarch Mu Shan returned.

"Then he really has supernatural powers." Feng Chang'an landed smoothly, and his suspicions were dispelled. Since it was not a blood sacrifice, it didn't have much to do with him if he didn't use Yunxu as a sacrifice.

Why don't you let some blood out?Feng Chang'an glared at Yun Xu fiercely, then flung his sleeves and left, anyway, it wasn't me who was in pain.

Yun Xu nodded towards Mu Shan Patriarch, and quickly chased after him.

"That's not what I meant." In his sight, the two backs disappeared in front of Patriarch Mu Shan, and he muttered to himself, brushing off the fluorescent light on the formation, "In the future, if you want to blame, blame the person who really wants to hide it from you. That person, I just did what he wanted. After all, everyone owes him a life."

The sky changed suddenly, dark clouds rolled over, blood-colored liquid rose around the previously quiet formation, and the liquid poured into the patterns and flowed wantonly.

The rushing blood flowed to the eye of the formation, and a drop of extremely thick blood condensed out, accurately fell on the white jade porcelain bowl, and splashed on the face of Mu Shan Patriarch.

The blood dripped with a strong bloody smell, splashed on the face of Mu Shan Patriarch, and instantly solidified, like rotting flesh and blood in a cramped prison cell.

……

"Master?" Yun Xu reached out and grabbed Feng Chang'an's sleeve.

Feng Changan put his hand aside: "Don't touch me, stay away from me."

"Master..." Yun Xu carefully stretched out his hand to grab it again, with a timid tone, "I will never lie to you again."

Feng Chang'an stopped, turned his head, and stared at Yun Xu.

Yun Xu's ears were burning hot from his watching, pressing her guilty conscience, Yun Xu bit her lip, blushed, and said: "Master, I... I was wrong, there is no future, really. If there is a future, I will never I don't see you."

It's not that I don't want to see it, but I can't see it.

Feng Chang'an said: "You really want to never see me again, don't you?"

Yun Xu was stunned: "Where did Master say that?"

"Chengtianhuang, Heli, and..." Feng Changan paused, left his hand, turned and left.

The word he didn't finish was the truth.

Feng Chang'an had already discussed with 081 and understood that this world would collapse. At the same time, he also knew from the withered state of the immortal flower that Yunxu's life was about to run out.

If it is an ordinary bloodletting, it is absolutely impossible to exhaust the vitality. The only explanation is blood sacrifice.

Feng Chang'an knew that Mushan Patriarch was lying, but he didn't expose it. He wanted to hear everything from Yunxu himself.

but……

Judging by Yun Xu's appearance, she doesn't seem to be able to speak out.Feng Chang'an didn't know who he was angry with, so he suppressed it and didn't ask.

Yun Xu said, "What else? What else?"

"What do you think?" Feng Changan suppressed his anger.

Yun Xu stood where she was, and seeing Master leave with suppressed anger, she lowered her head and chuckled a few times.

It turns out, Master, you care so much about me.

After Feng Chang'an brought up the incident with Yun Xu yesterday about Emperor Cheng and Heli, he sat by the window, lit the lamp, and waited for him to explain, but unexpectedly, from the first midnight to the second midnight, and then until dawn, no one was seen.

"Okay, reconcile and leave!" Feng Changan flicked the lamp to the ground, slammed the door and went straight to the support team going to Xuanwuzhou, "New love, old love, who is missing?!"

"New love, old love?" A soft question came from the beam, and a figure jumped down from the beam. He picked up the lamp, put it on the table again, and pushed the door out.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the only one I have, and you have been from the beginning to the end."

There were exactly 53 people who went to Xuanwuzhou to support, one was not many, and one was not many.One by one thought too much, and no one participated.

Qing Yunzong and others who didn't come to support sent them away, and immediately started practicing. One of the direct disciples patted Ming Zhiyuan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go, brother will take you there!"

The corner of Ming Zhiyuan's mouth raised a disdainful smile: "Who are you?!"

That buddy was stunned, no, anyway, I am also a direct disciple, I don’t see you when I look up, how come I don’t know you when I come to you? !Make wool!

Before he could think about it, Ming Zhiyuan had already walked far away, and his steps were quite relaxed.