After wearing the book, I broke the plot

The veiled woman turned around and left as if she had entered an uninhabited land, and all the great powers present couldn't stop her.

The air froze for a moment, and everyone looked at the spinning wheel in front of them, not knowing what to do. The balance in the minds of those who were still hesitating had already shifted.

There are two options on the roulette, "Joining the WTO" and "Being WTO". As long as you put your suzerain's order on it and input spiritual power, it will be counted as one vote. There will be more than "WTO entry", but I'm afraid not necessarily now.

Long eyelashes drooped down, and said: "Everyone, please choose."

"Why don't you let Yao Lao try to draw out the Puppet Curse?" The abbot of Jinding Temple clapped his hands together and said, "That little girl's ability may not be able to practice the Puppet Curse to the top."

Any technique, as long as it does not reach the top level, has the possibility of being cracked.

The Master of the Jade Maiden Palace said: "The host is right, we might as well try to see if we can crack it first, and make plans again tomorrow night."

"Hmph, ridiculous." The head of the Tianyin sect stood up and said, "That person's methods are so vicious, how could he let you stay safe until the next day, and don't look at what is the reason for the delay. I will choose now, and you can wait as you like." !" After saying that, he summoned the suzerain's order, placed it on the wheel, and the light suddenly brightened, the color of the word "Joining the WTO" became darker, and he walked away when he was done, no matter how ugly the faces of everyone in the hall were.

The Tianyin Sect disciples supported the cursed disciple and left right after him. Song Qi glanced around but did not see Luo Shui, but Meng Qinghe was following him.

Could it be that Luoshui had already left Tianyin Sect at this time?

It has been two years since Song Qi transmigrated, and many details of the original text were not clear at the beginning, but fortunately, he drew some important plots of the original text into a booklet, so that he can take it out and read it when he forgets.

Song Qi touched his belt, but he didn't find the Qiankun bag. He probably forgot to bring it when he went out, but he didn't take it seriously. He stood behind the Obscure Moon Immortal, waiting for the outcome of these people's quarrel.

Qiu He moved closer to Song Qi, and said in a low voice, "Eldest senior brother, that young master of the Medicine Sect has been watching you."

"Ah?" Song Qi was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look, and just happened to bump into those ancient and calm eyes, only one glance, Song Qi quickly withdrew his gaze, and raised his eyes to look at Fang Liang.

Now he is sure that there is definitely something wrong with this Fu Qingyi, and he boldly imagines that he is probably reborn from the original text, so that many things can be explained.

Song Qi didn't dare to think, what would happen to this little morbid man if he knew that he was no longer living in this shell.

For the first time, he had such a strong sense of covering his vest.

A small number of people in the hall chose to draw conclusions now like the Tianyin Sect, and all of them chose to "join the world", while most of the others chose to wait and see. The grass fell on both sides, watching the changes and feeling that the sharp knife cut the mess very cowardly.

Honestly speaking, not many sects are willing to take the risk of offending the Heavenly Dao Sect to intervene in the affairs of the human world. Most of the sects that have come to conclusions are on the side of "born" when they come. Disdain.

Immortal Master Obscure Moon didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and others couldn't understand his attitude. Many affiliated immortal sects of Xuanzhen Sect were guessing his attitude, waiting for him to express his attitude.

The Xuanzhen faction's choice is the wind vane of the cultivation world.

At that moment, Song Qi seemed to see an invisible mountain pressing on Immortal Miyue, even though he was carrying such a heavy burden, Immortal Miyue never showed the slightest fatigue, like a pillar that would never collapse.

Immortal No.1 is really not something that ordinary people can do.

There is a clear distinction between the two people over there, the sect that chose to enter the world did not stay any longer, and left with others, and the rest were still hesitating. The abbot of Jinding Temple looked around, said the Buddha's verse, and held his staff Standing up, he looked somewhat similar to the Buddha when he lowered his eyebrows and looked down: "Whether the benefactor here is a person with great compassion, for himself or for the Dao, choose as you like."

The host stepped forward, called out the token, and placed it on the "birth".

When they Buddhist disciples escaped into Buddhism, they had already planted themselves out of the mundane world.

Immortal Venerable Obscure Moon stood up, and sent the host off with the ceremony of the immortal gate.

He watched all the people in Jinding Temple disappear among the pavilions, without saying a word for a long time, until Qiu He reminded him, then he turned and said to the remaining suzerains: "It's getting late today, let's get together tomorrow."

After all, he can't be as free and easy as the Jinding Temple. The Xuanzhen sect has the largest number of cursed disciples among all sects. If he chooses "Born into the World", it is equivalent to strangling thousands of outstanding disciples under his sect with his own hands.

In two days, he had to find a way to break the Puppet Curse.

On the way back, Song Qi saw that the Misty Moon Immortal had been frowning slightly, and he couldn't help but start to worry. He racked his brains to recall the original plot, but he couldn't remember the specifics, but it seemed that there was a puppet curse in his impression. Fortunately, he drew a pamphlet before, and he will know it when he goes back and read it.

The carriage stopped in front of the inn, Song Qi jumped out of the carriage and ran to the room without stopping, Qiu He said behind him: "Slow down, brother, will we go out to play together later?"

"I'm not going, you can take Master for a stroll."

After Song Qi entered the room, he quickly closed the door, ransacked the box like a thief, searched for a long time but didn't find the Qiankun bag, he slapped his forehead and remembered that he slept in Ah Jiu's room last night.

Song Qi took the door and knocked on the door of Ah Jiu's room, but there was no movement inside. As expected, Ah Jiu did not come back tonight, Song Qi sat in front of the room feeling a little lost, wondering where Ah Jiu would go.

A young man at Ah Jiu's age and so good-looking, according to the scriptures, he would definitely go to Goulan. Although Song Qi knew that Ah Jiu would not go to these places, once he had the idea, he couldn't stop at all. Come down, once I believe that I really like Ah Jiu, I can't help but talk about it when thinking about things.

Otherwise, find a time to confess to Ah Jiu...

Song Qi thought about it, and felt sleepy, so he leaned against the door and fell asleep.

In a daze, he felt his face was slightly cold, his body felt uncomfortable as if soaked in ice water, and the surrounding was filled with the smell of rust, which made people feel nauseous. Song Qi had to open his eyes, and was confused by the scene in front of him for a while. up.

He was in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, surrounded by puffs of black smoke. The damaged flag fell to the ground, and the blood flowed slowly into a river. At this time, he was lying in one of the rivers of blood, with a pillow under his body. A dead body without a face.

This scene was too bloody, and the visual stimulation was so great that Song Qi even forgot to react. He looked up in a daze, and saw a small pavilion suddenly appeared not far away. Get up and walk over there.

Not surprisingly, it was the mysterious man enveloped by the light group sitting inside, and he was currently in the dream that the mysterious man had pulled him into.

Seeing Song Qi coming, the mysterious man took a sip of some blood-red tea and invited him, "Would you like some drink?"

Song Qi shook his head.

The mysterious man saw his thoughts and said with a smile: "It's not blood, I don't have such a big appetite."

"Why do you want me?" Song Qi was covered in blood and felt very uncomfortable. If he didn't know how to get out, he really wanted to find a clear river to wash himself clean immediately.

"I want to talk to you, your thoughts."

Although Song Qi said no, but the mysterious man still poured him a cup of tea, his expression was shrouded in a halo and he couldn't see clearly, and there was no ripple in his voice, so Song Qi couldn't be sure what he meant for a while.

The mysterious man continued: "I have thought about many possible failures, and among these possibilities, almost all of them are my own mistakes in a certain link, but I just never thought that it would be you who made the mistake now."

Song Qi was silent, he didn't know what he was talking about at all, so he could only quietly be an audience and watch his performance.

The mysterious man changed his words, pushed the tea in front of him, and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to drink it?"

Song Qi still shook his head, and the mysterious man seemed to feel a pity and sighed: "If you drink it, our problem will be solved, but Fu Mingqiu probably came to see you, Song Qi, you don't believe me now, right?"

"You are my partner, don't trust someone with the surname Fu."

Song Qi said: "I don't know about the grievances between you and that immortal, I just want to find the prescription you mentioned and go home, and I don't want to involve you too much."

The mysterious man smiled: "Go home? Well, I did say that you can go home after you find the prescription, haha, but Yumao, no matter how many calculations you make, you still haven't figured out that you will be tempted, right?"

"What do you mean?" Song Qi frowned, feeling uneasy deep in his heart.

Although the name of the mysterious person was not him, Song Qi subconsciously knew that it was him. In his subconscious, he was indeed called Yaya.

"Literally." After drinking the tea in the cup, the mysterious man looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood outside the attic, and said calmly: "What you see in front of you is exactly the scene in the middle and later stages of the original text. After a while, Jiu Chong was born, and the chaos of war spread to the entire Kyushu, the more chaotic the war, the stronger Jiu Chong's strength became, and by the end of the full text, even the protagonist Luo Shui, who was cheating all the way, couldn't hurt him at all."

"You keep asking what the prescription is. I didn't want to break the agreement between you and me. At the beginning, you told me not to tell you anything, but now that you are going further and further away, I have to pull you back. On track."

At that moment Song Qi wanted to back down, feeling that he didn't want to know the answer.

The mysterious man leaned towards him and whispered: "The prescription is to make the little boy you like die to save you. For this reason, you deliberately lowered your IQ, set up many dangers, and threw yourself into this game." Li, Yuya, why did you fall in love with him?"

"Are you talking about Ah Jiu?" Song Qi's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he was facing some kind of scourge. He shook his head and denied, "You must have misidentified the person. You are looking for Song Qi in the original text, right? I ...I can't be the Yuya you know."

"Hehe." The mysterious man sat back again, looked at him quietly and said, "Do you still want to express your feelings to him?"

Song Qi bit his lip, frightened that what he was thinking was known by the mysterious person.

"How well you did at the beginning, he followed you wholeheartedly as you wished, transferred the poison in you to himself, and took you to the devil at all costs."

"You probably don't know how difficult it is for a cultivator to survive in the Demon Realm. He uses his cultivation as a barrier for you to prevent you from being infected by the Demon Realm. If this continues, you will get the prescription just around the corner. Now regret it If you have time, drink the cup of tea in front of you, and you can start all over again."

Song Qi looked at the cup of bright red tea on the stone table, his fingers under the sleeves of his oversized coat trembled slightly, and his breathing became chaotic.