Sick Beauty Master Self-Help Guide

Yan Xun took Song Chuyu to the flying magic weapon of Tianji Pavilion, and set foot on the way back to Tianji Pavilion.

According to Yan Xun's original plan, after getting the fire crystal, sea pearl, a plant of grass and the dragon's horn, he would take Song Chuyu back to the demon world, open the gate of the demon palace, and use the dragon treasure tripod furnace to refine it into a panacea for repairing cracks .

But now that Huojing and Haizhu have not been obtained, Yan Xun can only change the original plan.

Moreover, Song Chuyu has been in a coma for more than half a month, and Yan Xun can only watch Song Chuyu struggling in the dream.

Every time he wanted to probe into Song Chuyu's mind with his spiritual knowledge and pull him back, he was always bounced back by something.

Outsiders could not enter Song Chuyu's body at all, nor could they touch his sleeping soul.

Yan Xun was very distressed, but seeing Song Chuyu struggling less day by day, he felt a little relieved.

This demon world can't go, Yan Xun remembered that Song Chuyu had always wanted to go back to Tianji Pavilion before, and because of another Song Chuyu's matter, the two of them still wanted to ask Cui Liren, so they decided to go directly to Tianji Pavilion.

For some reason along the way, pedestrians were rarely seen. Looking down at the towns and villages from the flying magic weapon, I found that most of the houses were closed.

At first, Yan Xun thought that there were no people in these places, but then he saw someone on the second floor of the inn opened the window and looked carefully, and then realized that everyone was hiding at home.

Very strange.

Not one or two places, but many places along the way.

Yan Xun originally wanted to go down to have a look, but thought that Song Chuyu was still unconscious, so he gave up the idea.

After returning to the world of comprehension, Yan Xun remembered Xiaoqing who had taken Cui Tongtong away from Yanhezhou earlier, and wondered whether the other party had brought Cui Tongtong back to Yanhezhou.

And the people from Jiangyun City, it's a little strange to think about it now.

I don't know what happened to Tianji Pavilion now.

When approaching the boundary of Tianji Pavilion, Yan Xun sent a message to Cui Liren, originally only intending to let the other party know about it.

did not expect.

But he heard Cui Liren's intermittent sound transmission.

"Didn't you come back a long time ago?" Cui Liren was puzzled.

"Governor Cui remembered it wrong, Master and I have been on the flying magic weapon for the past few days." Yan Xun heard the words, alarm bells rang in his heart, thinking of the other Song Chuyu earlier, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

That Song Chuyu won't go back to Tianji Pavilion, right?

Yan Xun frowned and said, "Governor Cui, are you sure Master and I went back?"

"I only know that it is Chu Yu. I heard what my disciple said, but he didn't tell me when he came back." Cui Liren said.

Oops.

It must be that Song Chuyu is back.

Yan Xun quickly told Cui Liren the situation, telling Cui Liren to be careful about that Song Chuyu.

At this time, the sound transmission began to be intermittent.

"Wha... Chu... really... he came..."

Hearing this, the sound transmission was cut off directly.

Yan Xun frowned, and began to wonder whether he should go back to Tianji Pavilion or not.

But at this moment, Xiaoqing's voice appeared in Yan Xun's spiritual thoughts.

"Young master, I caught someone who is exactly like your master."

"In Tianji Pavilion?" Yan Xun raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Xiaoqing to arrest him.

"Yes, just now he was planning to attack Pavilion Master Cui, but I stopped him." Xiaoqing said.

"Lock him up and wait for me to go back to interrogate him." Yan Xun would not let this opportunity go, let Xiaoqing lock him up, and he activated his spiritual power to make the flying magic weapon fly faster.

didn't think so.

At this time, Xiaoqing's sound transmission was also intermittent.

"Yes... no... he... is this..."

"Xiaoqing?" Yan Xun's heart was full of alarm bells.

He remembered that last time in the Old Dragon Palace, this Song Chuyu used a strange method to paralyze them and then disappear in an instant.

Now I'm afraid it's not the same old trick.

It's just that they don't know what the other party wants to do.

Just when Yan Xun was entangled in this matter, Song Chuyu who was lying on the bed moved.

"Qian Chongyue..." Song Chuyu frowned tightly, and murmured these three words inwardly.

Yan Xun heard the movement, walked to the bed in three steps and two steps, held Song Chuyu's hand, and bent down to listen to what the other party was saying.

"Why did you leave me..."

Song Chuyu was sweating coldly on his forehead, and his expression was a little painful, as if he was having a dream of violent emotional collision.

"What left you?" Yan Xun was a little nervous, holding the other's hand, and asked.

Song Chuyu didn't answer any more, but gradually calmed down.

Yan Xun was a little relieved, let go of the opponent's hand, and when he put his hand down properly, he caught a glimpse of the green and white jade on the opponent's waist.

With cracks, it was stained a little bloody because of the blood contract.

wrong……

Why is there a small piece missing here.

Yan Xun felt something was wrong, and reached out to pick up the green and white jade for a closer inspection.

There is indeed a small piece missing.

It's like the jade seal of the country with one corner knocked off.

There is also a small piece of this green and white jade missing.

And looking at the broken marks, it seems that a long, long time has passed.

It is not a recent injury.

Yan Xun stroked the green and white jade, wondering what the small gap was.

Just when he was lost in thought.

Song Chuyu woke up.

At the same time, the flying magic weapon arrived in front of the mountain gate of Tianji Pavilion.

"Master?" Yan Xun called Song Chuyu first, and then let go of his spiritual sense to see the situation at the gate of Tianji Pavilion.

so many people.

Many disciples stood there with blank eyes and weapons in their hands, but they seemed to have no spiritual power.

and.

His eyes were turned up slightly, and his face was ugly, even a little purple and blue.

looks like...

The people in Pingyang Town back then!

"Hiss..." Song Chuyu sat up and rubbed his forehead, thinking that this head must be too painful.

He hadn't digested everything he saw in the dream, and he followed Yan Xun out of the cabin, but saw this terrifying scene.

Hello.

This isn't a zombie movie, is it?You are a comprehension novel, sober up.

Why do these people look like a zombie siege.

horror horror.

scare someone to death.

"What's going on?" Song Chuyu frowned, and found that most of the people standing at the gate of the mountain were low-level disciples, and Cui Liren and those elders were not there.

so far so good.

If a few elders come, then their ship will be gone.

"I don't know. I just communicated with Pavilion Master Cui, but it was cut off after a while." Yan Xun frowned, and opened his hands towards these disciples, palms up, releasing purple spiritual power like a flowing light.

"what is this?"

Song Chuyu watched these spiritual powers float to the disciples in large swaths, the range was so large that it almost covered all the mad disciples at the mountain gate.

Subsequently.

Yan Xun snapped his fingers.

Everyone calmed down, and some seemed to have relatively high cultivation, and even started to fight against the illusion, struggling to wake up.

"Uncle Yan! Elder Linghe!" Some disciples who had woken up saw Yan Xun and Song Chuyu standing on the flying magic weapon, and waved towards them.

Song Chuyu nodded, looked at the disciples who were still awake, and asked, "What about these people?"

"The amount is not enough, come again." Yan Xun frowned, thinking that these people don't practice on weekdays, and they haven't woken up yet.

While speaking, Yan Xun poured some spiritual power down and chanted the mantra. After a while, other disciples woke up one after another.

"Master, I forgot that the Snake King Xuanchen taught us how to decipher the illusion when we were in the Snake Clan's realm." Yan Xun gave Song Chuyu a helpless look, stepped down from the flying magic weapon, put the flying magic weapon away, and walked to Among them, the disciple with the highest seniority and the highest cultivation level.

How could Song Chuyu remember this matter, although he had some vague impressions, but asking him to do this matter might not be as easy as Yan Xun's.

Seeing Song Chuyu and Yan Xun approaching, the disciple first saluted and called for someone, and then said: "The elder and Junior Brother Yan came just in time, and just now the disciple seemed to be controlled by someone, and only when he woke up did he realize that he was here .”

"You have fallen into the illusion." Yan Xun knew Song Chuyu's social fear attribute, and chose to communicate with other people instead of Song Chuyu.The disciple was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to be caught in an illusion in the sect, his expression became serious, and he said: "This matter is very important, this disciple must report it to Master immediately, the elder and Junior Brother Yan can do it themselves."

"No, you stay here, let's go to the pavilion master and the elders." Yan Xun shook his head and said to the disciple: "You stabilize them first, and I will teach you the way to break the illusion. will fall into illusion again."

Sensing that Yan Xun's cultivation had improved a lot, and was even about to catch up with the elders, the disciple was naturally willing to listen to Yan Xun's words.

He nodded, watching the purple spiritual power flowing through Yan Xun's fingertips, and the flowing spiritual power poured into his brow again.

"Master, let's go." Yan Xun turned his head and took Song Chuyu's hand, and together they went to the Wuji Hall.

The disciple saw the two holding hands, and was stunned for a moment. He was about to say something, but before he could speak, he saw the two flying away like the wind.

Song Chuyu looked at Yan Xun's hand, feeling a little distressed, and said, "How can I hold hands in front of your senior brother, this has to be spread..."

"Everyone will know that the master belongs to the disciple." Yan Xun turned his head and said.

Song Chuyu:?

please do not be like this.

You are afraid of being a teacher like this.

Today, Yan Xun has more or less figured out Song Chuyu's temper, and has never really done anything that Song Chuyu doesn't like.

The mountain gate is not far from the Promise Hall, and the two of them were able to withstand the wind quickly, and after a while, the two of them stood in front of the Promise Hall.

The guards outside the gate of the Wuji Hall were nowhere to be seen. The gate was wide open. As for the inside of the hall...

Xiao Qing, who had turned into a dragon shape, was confronting Song Chuyu No. [-] with a low growl.

Cui Tongtong, who was making faces at Song Chuyu and Song Chuyu, was sitting on Xiaoqing's back.

Sister Cui, although there is nothing wrong with sitting on Xiaoqing's back, but at this time, don't be active, okay?

Wait a moment.

What about Cui Liren?

Cui Liren is not here at this time?

impossible.

Song Chuyu frowned, looking for Cui Liren in the Wuji Hall.

At last.

It was found that the opponent was covered by Xiaoqing's tail.

Why put Pavilion Master Cui in such a place and cover him with his tail.

It's weird, isn't it?

Song Chuyu was shocked.

When Song Chuyu No. [-] saw the two coming, his expression changed, he snorted lightly, and said, "You guys came very quickly."

"You look down on me?" Yan Xun sneered, and took a step forward, not even wanting to call out his soul-breaking knife, but turned his spiritual power into a spiritual blade, and pointed at Song Chuyu No. [-] in front of him.

Xiaoqing glanced at the two Song Chuyus, recognized the real Song Chuyu by the aura belonging to Yan Xun in the blood contract rune, and growled a few times towards Song Chuyu No. [-].

"You pretended to be that piece of jade just to deceive our young master?" Xiaoqing was so angry.

Cui Tongtong separated the two people by the red spot between his eyebrows, glared at Song Chuyu No. [-], and said, "You dare to pretend to be our Elder Song!"

Unexpectedly, the popularity of being a teacher is quite high.

Song Chuyu was stunned.

However, what is that piece of jade!

Although it is really jade, can you say it better?

Yan Xun glanced at Song Chuyu, seemed to hear what the other party was thinking, chuckled lightly, and then looked at Song Chuyu No. [-] with a straight face.

"Who are you?" Yan Xun asked.

"Disciple, I am your master!" Song Chuyu No. [-] put on a wounded look.

Stop pretending, you are not at all.

Song Chuyu twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Yan Xun sneered, the powerful spiritual power suppressed Song Chuyu No. [-], and the soul-lock chain formed by the spiritual power wrapped around Song Chuyu No. [-]'s body, making him unable to move at all.

At this time, the elders who had already woken up stepped into the gate of the palace, Cui Liren also pushed Xiaoqing's tail away, and sat up by himself.

He woke up quite quickly, and he didn't insult his cultivation level.

Song Chuyu complained.But at this moment.

Song Chuyu said on the [-]nd.

"My boy, have you forgotten?"

"The one who put you in the dungeon is a teacher, and the one who took your real dragon's blood in the dungeon is also a teacher."

"Maybe you don't know it yet. When you first started, you often had nightmares. The severe pain in the dream was actually taking your blood for the teacher. Can't you imagine it, my good disciple!"