The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

The real Qiling Mountain is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Baihetang, separated by Ancijing, Xunlong Mountain, Yaolin, and even many towns and villages.

Only when they travel at supersonic speed can they really reach it, and Master Zheng Luoyi's guqin obviously cannot reach the speed of sound.After thinking about it, the only possibility is to be trapped in the white crane illusion.

Zheng Luo Yi was worried, and sighed several times: "This is too bad, the white crane illusion is extremely complicated, and the difficulty is increasing. Even I am not fully sure."

Looking at the situation underground, Xia Zhitao was very puzzled: "It is said that the hallucinations vary from person to person, but why can we enter at the same time and see the same scene?"

"Also, regarding the matter of Nanke Ballad before, the Halo Immortal Venerable said that I have a special physique and am not affected by the formation. But why can I also enter the illusion this time?"

She was full of doubts, she only regretted that she hadn't cultivated an introduction to the illusion formation in advance, otherwise she wouldn't be so ignorant.

Zheng Luo Yi was silent for a moment, and said: "I can't answer any of your questions."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Seeing Zheng Luoyi's thoughtful, gloomy and lonely appearance, Xia Zhitao quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not master's specialty to set up illusions, so I'll just ask."

It's like a good young man in the literature department. You suddenly throw a stack of engineering drawings at his face and ask him to mark the support system enclosure structure. Isn't this obviously embarrassing him?

"No matter what, it must be Qin Shu's good deed!" Jin Li slammed the guqin angrily and shouted loudly.

"Fuck her, she's a wolf, it's a pity that I still have such a little heartache before!"

She moved too much, shaking the guqin all of a sudden, so scared that Xia Zhitao hurriedly hugged the edge and tried to stabilize her body.

"Don't shake it now," Xia Zhitao pushed Jinli down, and persuaded her earnestly, "If you hammer again, we will both fall off the guqin."

Zheng Luo Yi had been carefully observing the surrounding situation, his expression became more and more dignified.

He stopped in front of the two of them and warned: "This illusion is huge and unfathomable. You must be careful, and you must not separate from me."

Reassuring and reliable Master!

The two were so moved, they nodded hurriedly, and followed closely behind Zheng Luoyi, not daring to show their air.

The surrounding cold air lingered, and the cold wind came from the sky, tearing the warmth out of the body.Xia Zhitao straightened up a little bit, she raised her hand, and her fingertips felt something cold from the wind.

... The cold wind is raging, and the fine snow is falling.

Xia Zhitao looked at the surrounding situation, and then recalled the situation at Zhang Kuang's side before, and he already had a rough estimate in his heart.

She withdrew her hand calmly, and discussed: "Since Qin Shu set the environment in Qiling Mountain, the key to getting out of the formation must be related to the Demon Cult, so why not go down and have a look."

Zheng Luo Yi nodded slightly, and flew down with the two of them. They fell slowly, but after a while, they stopped in front of the main hall of the Demon Cult.

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It was only from a distance that I could only get a glimpse of it, but when I looked closer, I realized that the hall was completely destroyed.

Danying was cut off at the waist, the temple surface was toppled and shattered, and You Shenzhu was slashed obliquely, cutting off most of the dome abruptly.

In front of the main hall, all the cold pines were burned to ashes, and the gray ashes spread all over the ground, smearing the white snow with messy ink marks.

"What's the matter?" Jin Li was stunned, "Is there a huge earthquake, or was the enemy robbed?"

She frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Could it be that the leader thinks it's hot in the room and wants to open a skylight?"

Xia Zhitao has almost conquered Jinli's brain circuit, whoever opens the skylight will cut off most of the roof of the whole hall, if he has spare time to cut the roof, he might as well sleep on a floor bunk outside.

"—more like a battle."

Zheng Luoyi looked at the devastated ruins in front of him, and said with concentration: "Both sides in the battle are of great strength, and the realm must be above the hole."

Xia Zhitao recalled that the link between herself and Zhang Kuang was cut off suddenly, presumably because of this incident.

However, who is Zhang Kuang fighting with?With such vigor and vigor, the house was demolished to pieces.

Seeing Zheng Luoyi jumping off the Qingfeng sword, the two hurriedly followed.

Compared with the cold air in the high altitude, the ground is actually a little warmer, and a few strands of snowflakes are falling alone, forming strands of strands.

Even though there was no one there, even if the main hall was in ruins, the three of them could still feel a heavy oppression, the darkness seemed to cover their eyes with haze.

Xia Zhitao was walking among the ruins. She carefully avoided the wreckage and fragments. With soft snowflakes under her feet, she suddenly saw something.

"what is this?"

It was a small red hibiscus flower, adorned on the scorched beams and broken wood, like a ball of dancing fire, spreading out thick colors.

She bent down, touched the soft petals with her fingertips, and picked them up gently.

"Isn't this the leader's flower?" Jin Li looked out curiously, smiled, and winked at Xia Zhitao, "It seems that Zhang Kuang has really been here."

It was raining and snowing, and the breeze was cold, but Xia Zhitao was always a little uneasy, and there was a faint smell of rust around the tip of his nose.

Ignoring Jinli's bluffing, Xia Zhitao kept his expression down, and gently turned the hibiscus in his hand, and the fingertip that touched the petal just now had a bright red color.

Her expression froze, and the "red" hibiscus slipped from between her five fingers and landed on the fine snowdrift.

—Blood, yes blood.

Xia Zhitao was breathing tremblingly, staring blankly at the rich and magnificent color, only felt a biting chill on her back.

"Junior Sister Xia, are you alright?" Seeing that Xia Zhitao's body was unstable, Jin Li hurried over to help her, "You look so pale."

Xia Zhitao shook her head silently, bent down eagerly, embraced the burnt wood, and lifted it up vigorously.

Jin Li gasped: "Hiss—!"

Behind the wooden beam removed by Xia Zhitao, a dark black robe was thrown into the ground by the scorched wood. It was covered with thick blood, and it was blown away by the wind, and overlapping red plums were scattered from the fine snow.

"This, this, isn't it?" Jin Li stammered, "No matter how you look at it, the leader..."

The black robe was stabbed at the shoulder blade by the burnt wood, and the corners were deeply and shallowly pierced into the snow by splashing tiles.

Xia Zhitao carefully removed the burnt wood, trying to take out the black robe from the messy wreckage.

Jin Li knew that she could only make trouble, so she stood obediently by the side, and when Luo Yi came to help, the two took a lot of effort to get it back in its entirety.

Regardless of the mottled blood, Xia Zhitao gently wrapped the black robe into her arms, folded it up and put it away, said with concentration: "Zhuang Kuang should not be far away, we have to find her."

Since entering the illusion, Xia Zhitao has been calling for the other party softly, but Zhang Kuang has been unable to contact him for a long time. Now that he has found the blood-stained black robe, the situation may be very serious.

Zheng Luo Yi replied: "Don't worry."

Fortunately, the person who came in together was the cute and cute Master Zheng Luoyi, who was understanding and understanding, and was especially easy to talk to.If it were another Yashan peak master, nine out of ten would just curse: "Let her die."

Zheng Luoyi looped the guqin between his knees and played a series of soft sounds.The sound of the piano spread to several halls with traces of spiritual consciousness, checking for many changes.

After a while, Zheng Luo Yi put away his guqin and shouted to the two of them: "Follow me, there is someone else's breath near the peak!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the three of them left with their swords at once, at an extremely fast speed, approaching the highest peak of Qiling in an instant.

Looking from a distance, one can see a cloud of dark clouds gathering around the peak, which makes people feel a little uneasy.

"Disciple Zhitao, regarding why we were able to enter the illusion together and why you were affected by it, regarding your previous question," Zheng Luo Yi said concentratingly, "I have a little idea."

The Baihe clan is most accustomed to manipulating people's hearts, using layered runes as a formation, complicated memories as a lock, and imprisoning people in the most fearful place in their hearts.

Dig out those unbearable, sad, and painful memories, repeatedly grind the bones with a blunt knife, and torture people until they go crazy.

Zheng Luo Yi said in a deep voice: "It is true that we are indeed in the white crane illusion, but this huge formation was not set up for us."

Xia Zhitao was dumb: "You mean..."

"The person who set up the formation only needs to imprison one person in the formation and pull us into its illusion. Without any effort, he can use a sharp knife to wipe out those who get in the way."

With Luo Yi's explanation, all the scattered clues can be explained.

Qin Shu wanted to use Li Gu's hand to kill Qin Minghe, but Zhang Kuang killed him halfway, so she used her plan to exhaust the opponent's spiritual power first, and then imprisoned him in the awe-inspiring formation that had been set up earlier.

With such a powerful and terrifying illusion in hand, no matter if she wants to take anyone's life, it will be a breeze.

"Then what we have to face, isn't it the leader's demons?" Jin Li panicked and shouted, "Don't talk about beating, you can't even run away!"

Jin Li felt sad from her heart, stretched out her sleeves to wipe away the tears that did not exist in the corners of her eyes, and cried to the little red fish beside her: "Xiao Hong, my time has come."

She sniffed, and said solemnly: "Hong'er, if you can sneak out of the formation under the demons, remember to burn more gold ingots in front of my grave, and ask for the largest and most important ones—"

Zheng Luo Yi was originally preoccupied, but after being disturbed by Jin Li, he laughed lightly and said helplessly, "You child."

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Black clouds billowed above the green peak, and the closer the distance, the more congested and oppressive it felt.

Xia Zhitao pulled out the Jiyan sword, and the edge of the sword overflowed with fireworks, burning a hole in the thick black mist.

But when she retracted the long sword, she found that the original snow-white blade was covered with a thick layer of black ember.

Just as Luo Yi dispersed the black mist, he cautiously protected the two of them with a solemn expression: "Be careful, there is a demon cultivator in the black mist."

...What's the situation, Moxiu?

There are different opinions on Zhang Kuang's ability in the world, and there are many speculations, but most of them believe that she is a demon cultivator or a demon.

But Xia Zhitao knew in his heart that the child had nothing to do with the word "devil", and the aura was purer than Yashan.

So why does Qiling Mountain in the illusion have the aura of demon cultivation?

Jin Li glanced around, and said weakly: "Why are you two looking so serious... Master, I'm sorry, I fell asleep during the lecture on devil qi..."

She smiled shyly, and said cheekily: "What is Moxiu?"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

You are actually sleeping in every class! !

"Moxiu refers to 'human beings who cultivate the way of magic'," said Zheng Luo Yi, "abandoning the body of a human being, and sacrificing the soul to the four beasts of the Demon Realm in exchange for supreme power."

Because of this, when Moxiu is killed by someone, his body will be scattered into dust and return to nothingness, and he will never be able to enter reincarnation.

In fact, Xia Zhitao has always been unable to figure it out. As a human being, the devil cultivates himself, leaving behind immortals, ghosts, and demons instead of cultivating, but he wants to practice the skills of other people's demons. Isn't this just a matter of sincerity and himself.

She thought about it, and asked out of the way.

"The devil's skills are extremely domineering. They don't require talent, they don't care about physical fitness, and they can practice extremely fast. They can even devour other people's skills for their own use."

Zheng Luo Yi said frankly: "A demon cultivator is extremely powerful, and can overwhelm opponents who are two realms above him. So even if they know that backlash is terrible, there are still people who come forward."

——In the final analysis, the strong are still respected.

Jin Li sniffed, and muttered, "Aren't the Shura Taoists all demon cultivators? They are so powerful, they have been massacred."

Shura Dao is no stranger, Xia Zhitao has heard many rumors about them before, from full of evil to ungrateful crimes, in short, it is an extremely terrifying existence.

But she knew very little about the matter of Shura Dao's extermination of the family. It was not until today that she roughly understood the outline of the matter.

According to what Zheng Luoyi said, in the mortal court there is a Taishi order to write history books, while in the monastic world there is an incident of compiling the "Jishu" of immortals.

In the lengthy fairy calendar, ten thousand years is a collection, which starts again and again, but the 262 years of the current calendar after [-] collections originally only had an understatement:

"The world is peaceful and nothing happens."

The four anti-daos are quiet and peaceful, the Alliance of the Righteous Dao has no disturbances, and even the mortal world has not changed dynasties.

This year is really too dull and boring. The Jishu are worried and frowning, and don't know if there is anything worthy of being recorded in the fairy calendar.

— until New Year's Eve.

The four anti-daos ranked second, second only to the Qiling Shura Dao of the Ligu Monster Clan in strength, and caused the disaster of extermination for no reason.

Stretching over more than a dozen magnificent halls, tens of thousands of high-level demon cultivators under his command were slaughtered without leaving the ground.

Xia Zhitao was frightened by the blood and rain in the story for a moment, but she never expected that not long after Zheng Luo Yi finished speaking, she would witness the scene with her own eyes.

White Crane's Illusion has reproduced everything.

Indiscriminate blood soaked the scorched soil inch by inch, countless corpses were piled up in front of the hall, and the flesh and blood shattered into black ash.

Billowing thick smoke evaporated, engulfing the vast expanse of blue sky into the stomach, and even the cold wind left only the eyes full of lacquered charcoal, rolling scorching sparks into the lung cavity.

When the three of them came, they saw such a scene.

Zhang Kuang was dressed in brocade and white clothes, standing in the midst of devastation, like a bright moon rising from the clouds, his whole body was cold.

She lowered her head slightly, holding a sharp long sword with five fingers, raised the toe of her pale boots slightly, and stepped on a beast head mask with a bright red body and angry eyes.

She looked indifferent, and exerted a little force on her toes.

There were a few very slight "clicks", and the ferocious mask instantly turned into dust and scattered in the wind.

Xia Zhitao looked at her with a dazed expression, and it took him a long time to say something in a low voice: "...insolent?"

She was full of confidence at first, believing that she recognized Bai Yi's arrogance at a glance, but just as Xia Zhitao happily wanted to call him, her voice suddenly stuck in her throat.

That person and Zhang Kuang seemed to be carved out of the same mold, the contours of his eyebrows and eyes were very similar, but those dark eyes were empty, without any emotion.

It's like a person who couldn't be more intimate, suddenly changed his temperament from beginning to end, without the slightest feeling of familiarity, and the strangeness made people feel uneasy.

There is a very weird sense of incongruity.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Kuang raised his eyelids and casually glanced at the crowd, but when his eyes fell on Xia Zhitao, they suddenly stopped for a long time.

The original indifference was gone, Zhang Kuang raised his head slightly, and looked at Xia Zhitao seriously like an ignorant child.

After a long while, she said, "Who are you?"

Wait a minute, Zhang Kuang suddenly doesn't recognize himself?Xia Zhitao couldn't react for a while, so she couldn't help but stay where she was.

Her throat was tight, and she couldn't say a word, even though Zhang Kuang looked at herself carefully, shaking her head with some doubts: "I don't know."

"No way, Zhang Kuang has lost his memory now? What kind of boring plot on a bad street!"

Jin Li became angry, grabbed Xia Zhitao's shoulders, shook her vigorously, and shouted loudly: "My lord! This is your wife! See clearly!"

Zhang Kuang was at a loss: "What?"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Just as she was about to speak, a soft laughter suddenly sounded, and a familiar figure in white came out from behind Zhang Kuang, with white pistils in his hair, with a thin smile on his brows and eyes: "You guys are really interesting."

"My lord, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize him," Qin Shu said leisurely, "It's just some people who don't matter, they're dying."

Jin Li got angry when she saw her, and said angrily: "Good Qin Shu, you despicable villain, what on earth are you trying to do by trapping us here?"

"Naturally, I want to kill the grass and root out the grass and kill the people."

Qin Shuyan smiled at Yanyan: "This killing formation was originally prepared by Baihetang, but if you all insist on disrupting the situation, I don't want to let me go back disappointed, right?"

She was sure of winning, she was too lazy to make false claims with a few people, she took it easy and said with a half-smile: "Then, I will trouble you to stay here and try the effect of this killing array for me."

Jin Li was so angry that smoke was coming from her seven orifices, if it wasn't for Qin Shu's arrogance standing silently beside her, she would have rushed to beat him up.

"Young hall master, no matter what grievances and grievances there are between you and the hall master, since ancient times, the precepts of the White Crane Hall have strictly prohibited killing and torture."

Xia Zhitao retorted: "If you want to take our lives, wouldn't you be abolishing the rules passed down from the ancestors, and why would you have the face to meet the ancestors of Baihe?"

Although he said it very imposingly, Xia Zhitao actually didn't have much confidence in his heart.After all, the rules are all imaginary, and whether to abide by them depends entirely on personal consciousness.

Especially in this fantasy world where the fittest survive and the strong are respected, if you have time to analyze the situation with the enemy and reason, it would be better to collect your things and run away immediately.

Sure enough, Qin Shu chuckled and said, "So what?"

"Whether it's the commandments or the rules, I can't figure it out when I'm peeing. Since the White Crane Illusion can step up and trap people in it, why waste this excellent opportunity?"

She smiled softly, and her voice was soft: "If you kill someone directly, wouldn't you be satisfied once and for all?"

"The inner demon is so powerful and beautiful, why do you have to go to great lengths to suppress it, why not use this for your own use?"

After saying this, Qin Shu turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Zhang Kuang, his brows and eyes curved like crescent moons: "Right, my lord?"

Xia Zhitao suddenly understood what was going on with that weird sense of disobedience just now.

The person standing in front of him is not insolent at all, but possesses frightening strength, enough to support this huge illusion... a heart demon.

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The demon frowned, but didn't speak.

"I know your feelings, resentment, resentment, and hatred," Qin Shurou said, "Go, kill them, and you will feel much better."

Who knew, Xin Mo glanced at Qin Shu and shook his head very lightly.

Qin Shu didn't expect this reaction, and suddenly froze, unable to understand: "What's the meaning of this? Don't you want to kill them?"

"--Do not."

The inner demon's voice was very soft, and when it was swept by the chaotic wind, it was scattered and fragmented, and he couldn't hear anything clearly: "It doesn't make sense."

"These people are Shura Dao, don't you want revenge?" Qin Shu asked eagerly, "You, why don't you do it?"

"I don't want to." The heart demon's voice was hollow, "She's already dead, no matter how many people I kill, she won't come back, so what's the point of revenge?"

"Crazy! Think about it carefully," Qin Shu softly comforted, "Don't you have extreme resentment and no one you want to kill?"

Hearing these words, there was finally a wave of turmoil in that plain expression. The demon raised his head slightly, looked at her with dark eyes, and replied seriously: "Yes."

"The only person I want to kill is 'me'."

The cloud-patterned brocade clothes diffused in the dark sky, leaving a snow-white mark.

The heart demon stood with his hands behind his back, and said casually: "The creator of the illusion, tell me now,"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice suddenly cold:

"--where am I?"

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Qin Shu was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, after thinking about it, he immediately made up his mind.

"As the creator of the formation, no one knows the structure of the illusion better than me," Qin Shu said calmly, "As long as you help me kill a few people, I will take you to where she is, how about it?"

Before Xia Zhitao could make a sound, Xin Mo nodded slightly, and said softly, "Yes."

"Qin Shu, you sinister villain—"

Jin Li had just cursed halfway, when the inner demon suddenly pulled her hand.The cold wind howled non-stop, and black mist billowed in all directions, like thousands of troops arrayed, roaring towards several people.

"Back!" Zheng Luo Yi sternly said, Qing Feng unsheathed, and slammed into the sharp blade formed by the black mist.

The blades criss-crossed, sparks suddenly rose, Qingfeng sword was shaken back several inches, Zheng Luo Yi tried his best to resist, and barely blocked the blow.

The heart demon narrowed his eyes slightly, and the black mist seemed to have become conscious, and the vast soup filled the air, devouring all the corpses of the demon cultivators.

Sweat dripped from Zheng Luo's forehead, he pushed Xia Zhitao and Jin Li back, lay the guqin on his knees, silently recited the mantra, and played a string of lingling qin sounds.

The blue light was overflowing, spread densely like a spider's web, but in an instant, a semi-circular barrier was formed, protecting Xia Zhitao and Jin Li within it.

"Master!" Jin Li patted the barrier forcefully, and lost her voice, "What are you doing?"

The inner demon didn't give him the slightest chance to rest, and gently raised his hand, with an extremely indifferent expression, unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

The wide sleeves hang down the wrists, blown by the cold wind endlessly, like a white banner bestowed on the dead bones of the mountains.

She stroked absently—

All of a sudden, sand and gravel were flying, the day was dark, and the black mist was boiling, like a mighty beast opening its bloody mouth, rushing towards the few people with a force of destruction!

Zheng Luoyi ignored the shouts of the two people behind him and poured all his spiritual power into the barrier, while he stood in front of him as if he was dead.

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