The villain master is too difficult [Transmigration Book]

Fengyunzong Square.

The breeze blows slowly, and the woods rustle, but there is no other movement.Away from the shimmering protective formation, the Demon Race and the Fengyun Sect seemed to be peaceful and peaceful, but in fact, the dark tide was raging.

Yin Shiyan in the big formation frowned and meditated to recuperate, while Qin Feiyuan stayed silently around Chu Wuyue because of worry.

Song Liqing, who was outside the big formation, leaned halfway on the chair, his eyes were always wandering on the people inside the formation. When he met Qin Feiyuan's cold and angry eyes, he was taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his lips curled up to show a smile in response. Leisurely, as if provocative.

Seeing this, Qin Feiyuan's eyes seemed to have a dark red light flashing through his eyes.

After Song Liqing caught it, he was a little surprised, and he couldn't help but adjust his sitting posture, wanting to observe it further.

It's a pity that before he could see clearly, Qin Feiyuan turned around and sat down beside Chu Wuyue, watching quietly with his eyes downcast without saying a word.

Because he hadn't seen it clearly, Song Liqing still had doubts, but he looked at the large number of demons around who were eager to rush into the Fengyun Sect, and the group of Fengyun Sect disciples in front of him who had fallen into an illusion, so he had to endure it for the time being and give up for the time being.

Song Liqing's eyes were gloomy, and she was thinking deeply, planning to find an opportunity to verify his guess...

Everyone is waiting.

Looking at the white stone steps, Chu Wuyue, who was sitting elegantly in white clothes, had cold eyes, just sat so quietly, and suddenly frowned slightly, his face as cold as a flower of the kaolin was stained with displeasure.

Just now.

The folding fan floating in mid-air flickered slightly, and the surrounding spiritual power fluctuated several times. With the folding fan as the center, the magic circle swaying like ripples gradually stopped, and the folding fan slowly closed and continued to float on the spot.

Although the movement was not big, it made everyone in the Demon Race startled and looked at Chu Wuyue, Song Liqing even lost three points of the smile on his face.

Qin Feiyuan was closest to Chu Wuyue, and when he saw the movement of the folding fan, he immediately turned his eyes to Chu Wuyue without blinking...

He saw the master's long eyelashes like a fan, swaying slightly, and slowly opened his eyes. The moment the master opened his eyes, a tear fell from the end of the eye, along the red tear mole, and slid down the cold white cheek that had not seen the sun for many years , eventually falling down like a drop of water.

It has to be said that Chu Wuyue's face was almost perfect, and it happened that the clouds and mist parted the sky and the light came in. It could be seen that his skin was as white as jade, his lips were light in color, and the lines from his high nose to his chin were smooth, like an exile.

Qin Feiyuan originally wanted to step forward to help the master up, but when he saw the master crying, his mind went blank for an instant, and he froze in place stiffly.

But at this time, Chu Wuyue realized that there seemed to be tears falling from his eyes, and she was a little embarrassed, so she quietly looked sideways to see if anyone could see it, so as not to cause a devastating blow to his image.

With a squint in his eyes, he and Qin Feiyuan looked up.

Chu Wuyue: "..."

Qin Feiyuan: "..."

From Qin Feiyuan's perspective, he saw Master's phoenix eyes squinting towards him, as if mixed with ice and snow, but he didn't feel any fear.

Seeing the misty eyes of the master for some reason, his heart skipped a beat, he held his breath, and felt an inexplicable feeling, and subconsciously lowered his head to avoid looking at the master.

Chu Wuyue: "..." She withdrew her gaze, raised her hand calmly, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

He finished observing, because Yin Shiyan was behind the stone steps, and could only see his back.

And the demons couldn't see clearly from a distance, separated by a light blue protective array, so only Qin Feiyuan saw him cry at the moment.

Chu Wuyue was expressionless, pretending that nothing had happened. After all, Qin Feiyuan is still obedient and obedient, so he shouldn't bother...

Thinking about it, Chu Wuyue stood up, stood with her hands behind her back, looked at Song Liqing across the big formation, and said lightly: "Painting brush scholar, you lost."

Song Liqing scrutinized Chu Wuyue's body for a moment, then showed a pleasant smile and said: "Naturally, Song is willing to accept the bet, so he will release the disciples of the noble sect and evacuate the Fengyun sect."

When Song Liqing spoke, his expression and tone were extremely natural, as if he was very familiar with Chu Wuyue, and he had never regretted and angered, so that people could not find fault, and it also made Chu Wuyue unable to guess what the hell he was planning.

But the matter must come to an end, Chu Wuyue looked down at the folding fan floating in mid-air, waved his sleeves casually to create a strong wind, and the folding fan flew out of the protective array along the wind flow, and landed in Song Liqing's hands.

After getting the folding fan, Song Liqing whispered a few words to the demons next to her. A group of dark demons each held a fierce spirit seemed unwilling, but they still retreated one after another like a tide, and finally only Song Liqing was left.

Afterwards, Song Liqing saluted from afar.

Seeing this, Chu Wuyue said: "Shi Yan, withdraw from the formation."

Yin Shiyan was still a little hesitant at first, but when he saw Chu Wuyue holding his hands behind his back, he stood calmly, thinking that his master uncle had his own considerations and could handle it, so he made a tactic with both hands and withdrew from the large array of guardians that enveloped Fengyun Sect.

Song Liqing strolled into Fengyunzong Square, and opened the fan with one hand in an extremely chic move. He waved the fan, and in the air, he fanned out a phantom image of ink mountains and rivers in the air.

Song Liqing performed the spell very seriously, and the phantom of the ink and wash mountains and rivers gradually expanded, covering the heads of many disciples, and one by one, the light clusters of spiritual consciousness could be seen gradually falling from the phantom, returning to the disciples' bodies.

In less than a moment, Song Liqing raised the fan and put the ink mountains and rivers into the folding fan, and the turbulent aura and magic energy in the air also returned to calm.

"It has been completed as promised. Don't worry, my lord. This trip to the illusion will not have any impact on the disciples of the noble sect, nor will it shake the Dao heart." Song Liqing said with a smile, waving her fan.

Chu Wuyue lowered her eyes and said lightly: "To live up to the name of a brush scholar, it also opened my eyes today."

When Song Liqing performed the spell, the phantom ink and ink phantoms in the illusion were extremely exquisite, and Chu Wuyue also sincerely praised them.

Song Liqing said with a smile: "Honorable One, you are welcome. They wake up after half a stick of incense. Song, let me take my leave."

"Wait a minute."

Song Liqing paused: "What else does your lord have to say?"

Chu Wuyue said coldly: "I will not pursue you, but you should not attack other aristocratic sects, otherwise, you should know that I can find you at any time."

Hearing this, Song Liqing smiled slightly. According to his calculations, after Chu Wuyue repaired the seal of the demon clan, the remaining spiritual power should not be enough to break the illusion of the heart demon. But now Chu Wuyue not only walked out of the illusion of the heart demon, but even looked Did not suffer any damage.

This makes Song Liqing also unable to figure out how much spiritual power Chu Wuyue has left, and what kind of calculations he has. After all, the leader of the righteous way, No. 1 in the cultivation world, is not called for nothing. With knowledge, you can definitely find him in any corner of Xianzhou in an instant.

Song Liqing was always cautious, he smiled and politely responded to Chu Wuyue, "Naturally." Then he flew away.

Seeing that the demons had all retreated, Yin Shiyan's tense nerves also relaxed, he got up and went to Chu Wuyue's side, and said weakly: "Everything today is Shiyan's fault, please punish Master Uncle..."

Before Tahua could finish speaking, he heard Qin Feiyuan shout in panic: "Master!"

Yin Shiyan also raised his head regardless of etiquette, but saw a trace of blood dripping from the corner of Chu Wuyue's lips, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and his body was unstable and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Qin Feiyuan caught him in time and leaned against him.

Yin Shiyan turned pale with shock, and asked nervously: "Uncle Master, you..."

"Don't say anything." Chu Wuyue coughed twice, and said slowly: "The heart demon and illusion have cost me a lot of mental energy. When I came out, there was no spiritual power in my body. When I met Song Liqing's folding fan just now, I was folded by him. Injured by the evil spirit above..."

Speaking of this, Chu Wuyue spit out blood again, her lips were blood-stained bright red, forming a sharp contrast against Sai Xue's fair skin, but no one cared to appreciate it at this time.

Qin Feiyuan was even more anxious and flustered: "Master..."

To be honest, Chu Wuyue didn't waste much effort in the illusion, and the main reason for his injury should be blamed on the system.

If the system hadn't drained all of his spiritual power, causing him to come out empty-handed, the evil spirit of the demon race contained in the folding fan would not be able to hurt him at all, or even have no effect at all.

However, he didn't have spiritual energy in his hand to dissolve the evil spirit in the folding fan.

Furthermore, Song Liqing is a person who has been famous for a long time, and his cultivation level is not low, not to mention specializing in illusion, and the folding fan is his natal artifact, and he does not know how many years of painstaking efforts have been hidden on it. It is something that is definitely not something that people can control.

Anyone who is not the owner of the spiritual weapon will be repelled by the spiritual weapon to some extent, including Frost's Descent.

So when Chu Wuyue waved his sleeve and threw the folding fan back to Song Liqing, the folding fan unconsciously hurt him.

Concerned that many members of the Fengyun Sect would be drawn into the illusion, Chu Wuyue endured the injury.

Therefore, Chu Wuyue didn't dare to show her injured appearance, and her meridians were really painful, so she put on a posture and made a expressionless and unpredictable appearance, trying not to be seen through by Song Liqing.

Chu Wuyue doesn't think he is so great, and he has only one purpose - to get the plot line back on track, and not to have more things or people that shouldn't happen inexplicably.

——That's why Chu Wuyue told Song Liqing not to go to other aristocratic sects to make trouble.

Song Liqing simply didn't go into the details, he only thought that he was thinking of the people of the world, and he retreated if he was easy to speak.

Chu Wuyue: "..." It was a false alarm.

only……

Chu Wuyue looked at Yin Shiyan's face gradually showing tenderness and emotion, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He leaned over and gradually approached, and said sincerely: "Master uncle, Shiyan understands your painstaking efforts. In the future, Shiyan will definitely Be more filial to my master and uncle, greet you every day, and never be lazy..."

Chu Wuyue: "..."

His aura was exhausted and his injuries were too severe. He couldn't bear to ask Yin Shiyan, "What the hell did you make up for?", so his eyes darkened and he passed out.

……

Chu Wuyue lay down.

Just lay there for more than half a month.

During this period, Yin Shiyan came every day as he said, not only him, but also Lu Wufeng's Shan Jingfeng also came to report every day.

As for the reason why Chu Wuyue was injured, only the elders of the Fengyun Sect knew. Compared with the disciples, the elders understood what it meant to break through the demon realm.

The higher the cultivation base, the more afraid of encountering inner demons, which will become obstacles on the way of cultivating the mind, even if it is just a small thing.

Reaching the realm of Chu Wuyue, breaking into the illusion of the heart demon, the small one can break it with spiritual power, and the big one is risking his life.

And when Chu Wuyue came out, her spiritual power was completely empty, which meant that Chu Wuyue had a demon in her heart, and she couldn't get over it, so she could only use her spiritual power to break it, how could the elders not be worried.

The Ciwei Elder Zong Yuanjiu of Chongluo Peak, apart from Shan Jingfeng and Yin Shiyan, was the most diligent person who ran to Bihuai Mountain.

He stopped practicing pills, stopped drinking alcohol, and cooked medicine for his uncle every day. He felt that ordinary pills were not worthy of the noble status of his uncle.

Only the freshly boiled elixir herbal juice will work. The spiritual fields of my uncle's master suddenly dried up, and I think it will cause some damage to the meridians all over my body, so I must take care of it.

It's a pity that Zong Jiuyuan's elixir was boiled every day, every day, and he didn't wait for his uncle to wake up to take a sip. All they could do was to take turns to send spiritual power to his uncle to recuperate.

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The author has something to say: Zong Yuanjiu (self-touched): I am really a hardworking little bee.

Chu Wuyue (indifferent): I thank your whole family.

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long after.

Qin Feiyuan gets (blushes): Master looks so good when he cries... I want to...

Chu Wuyue (ashamed and angry): Get out!

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PS: There is only one tap, no slicing.