Master's Ultimate Master

Sparks of fright and anger erupted in her almond eyes, she glared at Xuan Yi fiercely, almost gritted her teeth and said, "You... dare to tease me?! You want to die!!"

Facing Xuan Yi's direction with both hands, he drew a strange talisman nimbly and quickly, chanting words in his mouth, as if urging some kind of formation.

Just as Xuan Yi was about to recall the Peony Knife, there was a sudden shock on the ground under his feet. He didn't notice it for a while, and staggered back a few steps.Immediately afterwards, twelve huge bronze mirrors rose from the ground, with him as the center, tightly fitting, and surrounded him.

The bronze mirror has gone through vicissitudes of life, and the bronze seals around it are engraved with ancient patterns. Although the mirror surface is smooth, the silhouettes of the people are extremely blurred. .

Xuan Yi glanced in surprise, his heart sank immediately.

If he guessed correctly, this array is called the mirror image array.It belongs to one of the ancient evil formations.The so-called mirror image, as the name suggests, is to use the mirror as the eye of the formation to activate the formation and control the formation, so the requirements for the mirror are relatively strict.Generally, bronze mirrors are chosen, the older the mirror, the more obvious the effect.

The figure of the person trapped in the formation is reflected on the mirror. Once the caster activates the formation, another self will appear in the mirror.Although this person is a phantom, his appearance, personality, and martial arts are almost the same as his own, and even his physical body is real.The only difference is that through the phantom created by the bronze mirror, the mind has been transformed, and some concepts are deeply rooted, divided into good and evil. People of the righteous way are jealous of evil spirits, and they will regard the real body as a vicious illusion of evil spirits.

Next, needless to say, Phantom will use extremely cruel means to punish the evil things that they think are killing people on the spot!

This kind of fighting with oneself is very exciting.Because they are evenly matched, and the moves are almost the same, it is difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time, so it is quite tricky.

As soon as Xuan Yi thought about it, he saw the bronze mirrors around him glow with blue-gray light.It seems that another self is about to appear!

He turned his right hand over, and was supposed to call back the Peony Knife immediately, but after several attempts, the Peony Knife did not appear.It must have been caused by the formation, which has a powerful barrier function and blocked the connection between him and Peony Knife.

Seeing that the light from the bronze mirror was gradually shining brightly, Xuan Yi gently held his forehead, but had no choice but to hit hard.

When the light finally dissipated, the blurred mirror surface was completely black as if it had been smudged by thick ink.Just when this weird darkness was about to spread out of the mirrors, a person stepped out of one of the bronze mirrors.

Xuan Yi had already been mentally prepared. He guessed that the phantom created by the bronze mirror was probably his appearance as the master of Jiuyou Palace.Why are you so determined?The reason is simple, that was the heyday of his cultivation.The purpose of the mirror array is to let him kill himself, and it will definitely create the most powerful him.

But when that person completely appeared in front of his eyes, Xuan Yi was stunned, and his mind went blank for a while.

Unexpectedly, what came out of the bronze mirror turned out to be a stern young man. The young man's appearance was not similar to Xuan Yi's, and his icy temperament was completely different.

It was Fandu who came? !

Xuan Yi was shocked!

The young man was about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a black robe, his eyes were like stars, and his face was handsome. His brows were a little younger than Wuchang Jun, who Xuan Yi was with day and night, but that cold, serious, rigid coffin face did not. What a change.

This should be Fandu when he first entered the Daoist sect.

Xuan Yi didn't look at his face very much, his eyes were locked on the karma sword held in Fandu's right hand. Ever since Fandu stepped out of the bronze mirror, his cold gaze never left him.While Xuan Yi was concentrating on vigilance, a cloud of fog rose up in his heart. Why did Fandu appear?Could it be that the mirror array that traps him is different from the legend?

Just when he couldn't figure it out, he suddenly saw twelve bronze mirrors shining brightly at the same time.Inside the thick and dark mirror, there is a figure as white as snow, with a gentle temperament, which instantly dispels the darkness and walks out.

The person who came here was finally right this time.Master Lianheng is dressed in snowy clothes, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and his age is fixed at the age of 15 when Xuan Yi is infinitely beautiful.

When Lord Lianheng appeared, the young Fandu involuntarily shifted his gaze, with a dazed expression, his eyes wandering between the two people with similar faces, his brows were slightly frowned, and his expression was slightly puzzled.In the end, he fixed his eyes on Lianheng, obviously sure that he was the real person, his lips moved, hesitant to speak.

Lian Heng didn't wait for him to speak, when he saw him, surprise flashed across his face, he asked tentatively, "Fan Du?"

The young Fandu hesitated for a moment, then walked towards him slowly.

Lian Heng's eyes fell on Xuan Yi, and after a while, he smiled: "Interesting."

Xuan Yi was afraid that the two of them would join forces to deal with him, so his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly raised a hand, trying to make himself appear harmless to humans and animals, and said slowly: "Don't do it yet. Please allow me to explain later."

This mirror array is really powerful. Not only can it vividly reproduce the appearance of the trapped person, but the phantom actually has its own thoughts, and it is extremely frightening to think about it carefully.

The two didn't intend to do it immediately, one was expressionless and waited silently, the other was gentle and nodded slightly: "Please speak."

Just as Xuan Yi was about to speak, he suddenly thought of a crucial event, how could Fandu appear?

Just now he burned the talisman just to send a message to Fandu.At this moment, the youthful Fandu appeared in the mirror image, which only showed that Fandu himself was also in the formation.Xuan Yi was terrified, it hadn't been long since he burned the talisman, and Fandu's speed was too scary, right?

He turned around and looked around, in disbelief, and shouted: "Mr. Wuchang?"

Before he finished speaking, a deep answer came from the back of the bronze mirror behind him. Xuan Yi suddenly looked back and saw Fandu walking out from behind the mirror.The black robe on his body melted into the darkness, his figure was tall and his face was as sinking as water.

For some reason, when seeing him, Xuan Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.The corner of his mouth couldn't restrain the beautiful arc, he said, "Did you hear that?"

The question was inexplicable, but Fan Du instantly understood it.He stared at Xuan Yi intently, nodded slightly: "En."

What Xuan Yi was talking about was Fuqin's accusation that her master had killed Ouyang Hua, the former head of the Confucian school.At that time, he saw Fu Qin's expression was relaxed, and knew that she might really tell the truth the next moment.So the other party didn't pay attention, and secretly used the method of sound transmission thousands of miles away to transmit Fuqin's voice to Fandu.

Over there, Lianheng and Lianheng looked at Fandu at the same time. The young Fandu's eyes were indifferent, his lips were tightly pressed, and he subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.

Lian Heng shrugged and said with a smile: "You two, the greetings are over, it's time to explain."

Fandu glanced at him indifferently, then fixed his eyes on Xuan Yi, and couldn't look away.

Xuan Yi said: "The formation works. You are the illusion reflected by the two of us at a certain period. Do you understand it?"

Lianheng nodded: "Understood. So, Fandu and I are just illusions of nothingness?"

Xuan Yi nodded: "Of course."

The young Fandu stood in front of Lianheng with a sullen face, holding a sword, and said coldly: "My intuition tells me that you are the incarnation of evil spirits."

Lian Heng was stunned by his actions, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The hero sees the same thing, just so I have the same feeling."

Xuan Yi: "..."

"Mr. Wuchang, tell me, what should I do?"

Fandu didn't say anything, and took out several Yinhuo Talismans directly.

Xuan Yi blinked his eyes, and thought to himself: "The practical school is really different." No matter before or now, this person is not the kind of talkative, and his speed of action is often better than all words.

The yin fire talisman is designed to break the sorcery, and it is controlled by Fandu himself, and its power is huge.When the mirror array fell apart, Xuan Yi actually felt a little pity.The two long-lost faces are actually more harmonious than they used to be in reality.It may be affected by the formation, it can be seen that the young Fandu has only Lord Lianheng in his heart.

All twelve bronze mirrors were shattered, and the formation collapsed instantly.But Fu Qin was not the only one standing outside the formation.

Except for the three suzerains, most of the disciples in the four realms are there.Under the eyes of everyone, Fuqin panicked and knelt down in front of Ye Fengshuang, trembling all over, begging: "Master... Master, this disciple is useless, please punish me."

Listening to her tone, what she did, she followed orders.

When everyone's eyes were on Qingweijun's body, her lips were paler than her face, obviously extremely frightened.

Ye Fengshuang was even more shocked than her, his face was blue and white, and his eyes were filled with astonishment, shock, horror, and anger, all of which emerged one by one.She glared at Fuqin angrily, her chest heaved violently, it took a long time to stabilize her emotions, gritted her teeth, and said coldly: "Fuqin, what are you going to do?"

Fuqin trembled all over and kowtowed: "Master, this disciple knows that he is wrong. Disciple should not be careless and let them take advantage of it. It is the disciple's fault, and it is also the disciple who leaked the master's secret. Master, you... Kill me!" As she spoke, she raised her head and slowly closed her eyes, as if waiting to die.

Of course, Ye Fengshuang couldn't beat her to death in front of everyone.She clenched her hands into fists and stared at Fuqin's face, with hatred and fear in her eyes.

The head of the Confucian school, Shi Lingyu, was really afraid that she would kill Fuqin, so he took a step forward, stood in front of Fuqin, and persuaded, "Sect Master Ye, I have something to say. What is going on here?" He turned sideways to look at Xuan Yi Er People, puzzled: "Mr. Wuchang, you... Besides, Mr. Qingwei has long been wiped out, why is his body here?"

When Shi Lingyu took over the Confucian school, the first thing he did was to avenge his teacher Ouyang Hua.The Confucian sect was the main force in the Slaughter Valley siege and suppression campaign.He witnessed Qingweijun Cangwu being crushed and turned into ashes.A person who was so dead that he couldn't even find his ashes, unexpectedly appeared in front of him with healthy limbs at this moment, even though the person was dead, his heart was still shocked.

Xuan Yi narrowly escaped death, and he made it his goal to survive for his friend, and now is the best time.Immediately said loudly: "You ask us why Qingwei Lord's body is here? Sect Master Shi, this place is located in the territory of the Asura Sect. You should ask Sect Master Ye this question."

Shi Lingyu looked at Ye Fengshuang.

Ye Fengshuang ignored him, staring at his apprentice with scorching eyes.Fuqin still kept his head up, waiting to die.Ye Fengshuang's face turned pale with anger, her long sleeves fluttered without wind, and she probably couldn't bear it any longer, she really wanted to slap her to death.

Everyone in the Taoist sect was surprised and delighted when they first saw Qing Weijun's body.Yin Qiu remained silent, walked to the jade platform, knelt down suddenly, and called "Master" in a low voice, his expression could not hide his grief.

Xuan Yi glanced at the crowd and raised his voice: "Everyone, three years ago, you wronged Mr. Qingwei, saying that he colluded with the demons and killed Ouyang Hua. Just now, Miss Fuqin admitted that it was her master Ye Fengshuang who did it herself. Killed Ouyang Hua. Miss Fuqin, do you dare to say the same thing again in front of everyone?" He paused, and added: "Maybe you don't know, but you have spent thousands of miles to accuse your master of crimes." The sound transmission was passed on to Mr. Wuchang.”

When Fuqin heard the words, her whole body trembled violently, as if being heard by Lord Wuchang, to her, it was tantamount to a death sentence.She opened her eyes wide, gouged out Xuan Yi with resentment, then looked at Fan Du's face timidly, and muttered to herself: "Changqi, it's not me...it's none of my business..."

Frost was on Fandu's face, and he didn't look at her at all.

Fuqin bit her lower lip hard, kowtowed at Ye Fengshuang, soon her forehead was bleeding, she didn't care, then slapped herself hard, and said in fear: "Master, this disciple deserves to die!"

Crackling, crisp slaps sounded in the empty hall.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, most of them didn't know the truth and felt inexplicable.

Ye Fengshuang was frightened and angry, and turned a blind eye to her series of actions. After a while, she slowly recovered her composure, looked at Fuqin indifferently, and said with a sneer, "Okay, okay, you are indeed my good apprentice, Ye Fengshuang. Fuqin, you... Hello……"

Before she finished speaking, she spurted blood suddenly, her body shook, and she couldn't stand steadily.Jiang Lingyu was close to her, and when he saw this, he hurriedly supported her, and said anxiously: "Sect Master Ye, are you alright?"

Ye Fengshuang wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her head and looked at him briefly, with despair in her eyes, she smiled silently, shook her head, and said nothing.

Most people in the hall became more and more fascinated as they listened. A young man felt that his IQ was not enough, so he asked his companion next to him in a low voice, "What did you see? No, what did you hear?"

His companion was more puzzled than him, confused: "...?"

A Tianjimen disciple behind the two said: "I understand. It turns out that the culprit who killed the former head of the Confucianism is someone else. It is the Asura Sect Master Ye."

The young man from before frowned and said in surprise: "Isn't the murderer Qingwei Jun? Why did he become Sect Master Ye again? If that's the case, wouldn't it be wrong to kill a good person in the Slaughter Valley?"

The No.2 boy came from the Confucian sect, snorted, and said, "How could it be possible to kill wrongly? Master Qingwei colluded with the demons, but Lord Mingguang saw it with his own eyes. The fatal injury on the former master was also caused by Lord Qingwei's fame." Sword move. With the witnesses and evidence, you still dare to say that he is a good man?"

The other two teenagers were thoughtful and fell silent.

Huan Zhen stood next to the three of them, and listened carefully to the conversation between the three of them. Hearing this, he straightened his face and said coldly: "Could it be that the three of you have hearing problems? Didn't you hear my little uncle say, Miss Fuqin admitted it herself? Qingwei-jun is full of vigor and compassion for the common people, how could he kill innocent people indiscriminately? All of you wronged him back then for betraying the righteous way, speaking righteously, holding the banner of doing justice for the heavens and upholding justice, relying on There are so many people, so they killed Mr. Qingwei. What is the truth? I already knew that you were all blind and covered with lard. The revenge of Mr. Qingwei, my Taoist sect will slowly settle it with you!"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, his eyes turned red, filled with grief and indignation.The three of them were going to argue hard, but seeing that he was about to explode and hurt others at any time, they didn't dare to provoke him easily, and they winked at each other.

The young man from Tianjimen said: "Friend Daoist, don't be angry. We don't want to deny the facts, but we don't understand well enough, and we can't understand what we hear, so we discuss with each other."

Huan Zhen glared at the three of them, then turned his head.

The Confucian boy curled his lips: "What's his attitude? It's not just their Taoist sect who are dead, our Confucian sect has the biggest loss. The head of the Confucian sect plus eight thousand monks will almost destroy the sect!"

The Tianjimen disciple said: "Everyone stop talking."

A small dispute between a few people, not many people paid attention.Everyone is engrossed in observing what is going on at the Crystal Jade Terrace.

After Ye Fengshuang vomited blood, her vitality was severely injured, and she was obviously very angry with her apprentice.Jiang Lingyu was afraid that she would not be able to stand firmly, so he didn't let go immediately, but still supported her.

Fuqin's face was covered with blood and flesh, she stopped, stared at Ye Fengshuang, and murmured: "This is the end, Master, just admit it."

After Ye Fengshuang heard it, he coughed violently, the blood on the corner of his mouth was still wet, but was covered with fresh blood again.

Jiang Lingyu took out a plain handkerchief from nowhere and handed it to her: "Sect Master Ye, don't get angry."

Ye Fengshuang stared at him blankly, but didn't answer.

Fuqin kept pleading: "Master, it would be great if this disciple was more careful. You ordered this disciple to deceive Lord Lianheng to come here on purpose. Thinking about it carefully, you did it out of kindness. Mr. Qingwei was wronged and tragically died, Master I respect you for being kind-hearted, and I feel sorry, so I tried every means to revive him, which is a good thing. Let me ask, who in the world does not make mistakes?"

Ye Fengshuang was so angry that she couldn't speak, his face was pale and his eyes were cold.

Someone caught Fuqin mentioning the word "Master Lianheng", all of them turned pale with fright, and turned their gazes to Xuanyi in unison.

"She is talking about Lord Lianheng of Jiuyou Palace?"

"What? Master Lianheng is not dead? Is he really Master Lianheng? But Lord Wuchang himself said that he killed Lord Lianheng. What's going on now? Could it be that Lord Wuchang said... said..."

I didn't utter the word lie for a long time, and everyone present couldn't imagine that Mr. Wuchang, who is famous for his ruthlessness, would lie to everyone in the four realms.This is just... so scary, so unbelievable! !

Everyone carefully recalled that Mr. Wuchang announced his acceptance of disciples three years ago.After connecting all the causes and effects, Lord Lianheng disappeared for three years, and it turned out that someone hid him in Jingye Peak.

"I've said it a long time ago, how can there be two people who look so much alike? Sure enough, Lian Yuan is Master Lianheng! Why did Mr. Wuchang..."

Why would you lie in front of everyone in the cultivation world?God knows!

In short, Lord Lianheng is not dead, and to them, it is really no less than a thunderbolt from the blue sky. When it hits the head, it is deafening, and everyone has the illusion that their worldview has been forcibly refreshed.

The most excited ones belong to the disciples of Tianji Sect.After all, Lord Lianheng is the master of the Three Palaces. After the death of the Grand Master, if Jiang Lingyu is not in charge, he should be the head of the Tianji Sect.

On the other hand, Taoism is actually the most calm among all people.Everyone usually calls "little martial uncle" on the left and "little martial uncle" on the right.Purely deluding yourself.Because Mr. Wuchang said that the little uncle is Lian Yuan, then he is Lian Yuan, no one has any objection, the key point is not to dare.

The author has something to say:

Request a message online.If I said that the outline was thrown into the Pacific Ocean after writing Chapter 1, would I be beaten severely?Personally, I don't like step-by-step, and I may be more used to writing according to inspiration.This article starts from Chapter 2, with ups and downs and jumps, and all the plots appear naturally when the writing is started.But fortunately, the direction of the plot is well-understood, so even if there is no outline, it will definitely not be pitted.After all, the author wants to finish this exercise as soon as possible, and start the next chapter of Modern Unlimited Stream. (Nonsense, skip it if you don’t want to read it)