The villain master is too difficult [Transmigration Book]

On the bamboo table, in the breeze, Chu Wuyue's long eyelashes swayed slightly, and slowly opened her eyes to wake up.

Falling asleep again.

He rubbed his forehead, he was dizzy after waking up last time, but this time he woke up slightly better than last time, only slightly dizzy.

It's just that when he felt sleepy earlier, he clearly wanted to lie down on the bed and rest, so why did he fall asleep while lying on the bamboo table.

Perhaps it was the ray of light inside the wooden box that was causing trouble, Chu Wuyue inspected the meridians in the body, but found nothing abnormal.

In any case, the light was harmless to him, so Chu Wuyue just let it go and didn't pursue it. He recalled the situation in his dream.

he found out.

Only when the soul of the child in the dream is awake, he will share one body with the child.

The child fell asleep, and when Chu Xu came out, he would become a bystander, watching Chu Xu's every move in the dream.

This……

What is the reason?

Chu Wuyue was puzzled, so she decided not to think about these problems for the time being, so as not to hurt her mind.

He got up, packed up the things on the bamboo case, put the original wooden box on the bookshelf, grabbed a bundle of spiritual grass for the hungry Bai Yu, and then walked out of the barrier of the bamboo house, ready to go to Luwu Peak to see Shan Jing. wind.

Luwu Peak, where Elder Ximu lived, is densely covered with forests, and long swords inserted into cracks in rocks or planted in mud can be seen everywhere.

These swords can't be pulled out casually, they will choose the master, if they can't be pulled out, they are not suitable, and no matter how hard they try, it will be useless.

The disciples of Fengyun Sect loved to come here to hunt for treasures in the first few years when they first started. Once they got their natal spirit sword, they avoided Lu Wufeng as a snake and scorpion.

No two.

The elder who lives in Luwu Peak is a martial idiot, not to mention crazy, he likes to grab the disciples on the mountain to practice swords if he has nothing to do.

When Chu Wuyue arrived, it happened that Shan Jingfeng was holding a group of disciples for training. These disciples were all tied with stones taller than a person, and they were running in an open field. They were exhausted from running, and their faces were filled with pain unspeakable.

But Shan Jingfeng held his sword coldly, supervised and said coolly: "Everyone cheer up, this is the secret method taught by the master and uncle, you should run away! Otherwise, how can you use your sword to chase down that cunning demon in the future!"

"..." Chu Wuyue paused, inexplicably feeling ashamed.

In the past few years, he often harassed him because he was suspicious of Shan Jingfeng, and he used this excuse when punishing him to run laps.

At that time, he deliberately made a serious expression to inform Shan Jingfeng that it was true, and now he is still tossing it on his disciples...

Seeing those disciples who were out of breath carrying rocks taller and bigger than people, Chu Wuyue suddenly felt guilty.

However, before Chu Wuyue could turn around and leave, Yin Shiyan, who was silently on the side of the corner, saw him first, walked over in two or three steps, and saluted: "Uncle Master."

"There is no need to be formal." Chu Wuyue turned to Shan Jingfeng, and asked lightly, "What's wrong with him?"

Shan Jingfeng over there was still obsessed with training his disciples, and he didn't notice Chu Wuyue's arrival at all. He was frowning and coldly urging his disciples: "Run faster! Run faster!"

"Didn't you eat!"

"How can we catch up with the demons in the future!"

"..."

A sentence is more murderous than a sentence.

"It's been like this since the past two days." Yin Shiyan said softly: "In addition to training his disciples, he also stepped up his cultivation and refused to relax."

Speaking of this, Shan Jingfeng also noticed Chu Wuyue's arrival, and when he stepped over, he first bowed and said: "Master Uncle."

The back of the head seemed to have eyes, and when he found time, he turned his head and looked coldly at the disciple who was quietly resting with the boulder on his back, and shouted loudly: "Don't be lazy!"

Seeing him like this, Chu Wuyue remained silent.

Shan Jingfeng looked at Chu Wuyue, with a cold expression on his face that wanted to be praised but was worried, and asked: "Uncle Master, I will pass on what you taught me to this group of disciples. How does it look?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Wuyue's words of admonition were all choked in his throat, and he couldn't tell Shan Jingfeng that this was just a nonsense he made up at the moment, should he still carry the burden of his uncle?

Paused.

Chu Wuyue nodded, lowered his eyes and said: "It's okay." At the end, he added lightly: "Practice hard."

In this way, the disciples of the Fengyun Sect can only be wronged, and they carry more stones on their backs for running, which can be regarded as physical exercise.

Since Shan Jingfeng was fine and seemed to be in good spirits, Chu Wuyue turned around and left after a few more words of encouragement.

As soon as Chu Wuyue left, Yin Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Shan Jingfeng, and seriously told him: "Be careful when you talk to Master Uncle next time."

"Why?" Shan Jingfeng didn't understand.

Yin Shiyan sighed: "It's only been a long time since Qin Feiyuan was thrown into the devil's abyss, so don't mention a few words about the devil's race and tell my uncle to be quiet."

Shan Jingfeng said: "But Master Uncle doesn't seem to be in serious trouble?" He still had the same indifferent expression as before, with the attitude of a heavenly man.

Yin Shiyan said: "If you observe carefully, you will find that Master Uncle has been carrying jade cups but not drinking tea these days, staring blankly at a place in a daze, and always living alone in the back mountain, even Qinglan Xiaozhu Rarely go."

"It's so serious..." Shan Jingfeng was thoughtful.

Yin Shiyan's brows were worried, looking at Chu Wuyue's leaving back, and said softly: "If you have time, go and comfort my uncle, tell him not to be sad alone, and don't let my uncle be the same as the previous few years. When I can't think about it for a while, I go to retreat, I can't scream no matter what, I don't see anyone, I'm alone..."

Shan Jingfeng felt that what the head said was vague and he didn't understand, and wanted to ask again, but Yin Shiyan sighed heavily and turned to leave.

Things change and stars move, and the white horse passes the gap.

The two springs and autumns have passed, and it has been more than two years since the day when Qin Feiyuan was brought down to the Demon Abyss during the trial in the polar region.

Everything in Fengyun Sect remains the same.

At first, the elders were afraid that Chu Wuyue would be sad alone, so they often came to see him without talking, and they always tried to make Chu Wuyue happy.

It's a pity that every time she got Chu Wuyue's usual indifferent expression, she didn't smile, and looked at them silently with cold eyes.

Under such eyes, the elders still persevered.

And then later.

Uncle Shi raised his eyelids and raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and when he squinted at them, there seemed to be a murderous look in those eyes.

It's like asking, do you have itchy skin?

The elders' skin didn't itch, and they didn't really want to embarrass themselves in front of their disciples, so they put away their magical powers in a despondent manner, not daring to mess around.

They figured out how much Qin Feiyuan had to work hard to get a smile from his uncle.

They couldn't do it all together, and it seemed that Qin Feiyuan was not easy either.

……

Chu Wuyue understood the kindness of the elders, but he really couldn't laugh, not to mention that the stories they collected were boring, and then they made a shadow puppet show from somewhere, which made people yawn.

As for the bowl acrobatics later on, tricks were found from all over Xianzhou, and it was specially prepared for him, so he couldn't deny it.

But after a long time, it is inevitable that he will be infected with depression. Perhaps unconsciously, his eyes are stained with gloom.

The elders seemed to understand the meaning of this look.

The number of times he appeared in front of him was less, and he would not move those messy things in front of him.

It can be considered clean.

This cleanliness, Chu Wuyue lived in the mangosteen forest at the back, and rarely went out to meet people, and occasionally Shan Jingfeng Sangyi or Yin Shiyan came to look for him, and he would use sound transmission from thousands of miles away to prevaricate.

Just wait.

Just two years passed.

In the past two years, he has been dreaming one after another. Most of the dreams are the daily life of children and Chu Xu. He will not fall asleep when he feels sleepy as before. He will only dream randomly after falling asleep at night.

There is no important information, but the progress of the sub-task of 'Understanding the Past of Venerable Xuanji' has increased to 60.00%.

It is also gratifying.

While the progress of the task is slow, it is also reminding him.

There are three years left before the reprieve date.

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I secretly wrote the Cheche of Wind and Rain, the Cheche of the previous life, and the Cheche of the present life. I wrote all of them, because I wanted to be addicted to it, but I didn’t dare to show it to you. Jinjiang refused to let ghs, and ao3 was blocked again, alas.