Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan.

When Elder Chu said this name, he was sitting on a high seat with one hand resting on his chin, his expression was not happy or angry, only a little bit of interest arose in his heart.

A person whose appearance has been destroyed, who wears a mask all the year round and does not show his true face?

...and somewhat similar to him.

When he was at the bottom of the devil's abyss, he devoured too many monsters and dead souls, and was infected by the devil's energy, causing inexplicable changes in his body.

When he first crawled out of the devil's abyss, all human beings who looked directly at him rolled their eyes white in fright, fell to the ground, and some even died in place due to fright.

Of course, this is not only because of his weird appearance, but more because of too much darkness and evil thoughts condensed on him, which will make people tainted with ominousness.

A mortal with no cultivation base can't even bear the price he needs to pay for looking directly at him.

Even if he himself has no intention of killing these people.

Later, after wandering around the world, he took on a slightly human form. After putting on the mask, he no longer looked like a monster, and those filthy and ominous forces were restrained under his deliberate control.

He became the master of the magic gate, commanding the way of magic, and the mask on his face never took off again.

No one knew what he really was, and he had no interest in letting anyone know.Many people say that he looks ugly and looks like an evil ghost. In a certain sense, it is actually true.

He pursed his lips and sneered from the bottom of his heart.

Human beings are really a kind of creatures that are used to judging people by their appearance. They are obviously flesh and skin, and their appearance is only an external appearance, but it is often used to generalize everything about a person.

And his world is blood red.

The appearance is stereotyped, dull and boring.He stared at the Demon Palace and the entire human world, but what he saw was the massive darkness that shrouded him, and the evil thoughts lingering in everyone.

Like a cloud covering the sun, the turbulence is endless.

Everyone calls him a demon.

But where in this world is not evil, who is not a devil?

Nowhere is clean.

No one is an exception.

Above the banquet, the sound of silk and bamboo, talking and laughing mixed together, the enchanting dancer twisted like a snake, the flying tulle lingered in the fragrance of wine, and the darkness was hidden deep in the shadows.

He drank the wine in the glass and suddenly felt a little bored.

After the banquet was over, he lightly clasped the armrest of the chair with his knuckles, his eyes gleaming scarlet, he casually took the Shura sword on the table, laid it flat on his knee, and now pulled it out inch by inch.

He held the long sword upright in front of his eyes, half of his face wearing a ghost mask was reflected on the cold light of the blade.

The Shura Sword made a low humming sound. "Don't worry," he said, "this deity will soon let you... taste the blood."

Standing up with the sword in hand, he just took a few steps when he suddenly felt his heart being pulled lightly by something.

Like a feather brushing by, slightly itchy.

He was slightly surprised, and looked inside his heart, but saw a little jade figure sitting cross-legged in the center of his heart, with his eyes open, looking up at him.

He was stunned, and the still life around him suddenly shattered like a phantom. The place where he was standing was no longer a cold and drowsy magic palace, but a quiet and peaceful bamboo building.

Shen Shu returned to reality.

His eyes still fell on the letter that was pressed at the bottom.

A corner of the letter paper was exposed, and on it was a signature written in elegant pen and ink.

His pupils suddenly became extremely dark, and he could hardly restrain his violent anger and the desire to tear up the letter.

If it is said that the memories he possesses are real, or that these memories are just like what he guessed, he has glimpsed part of his "future", then his master will become Chen Weiyuan one day in the future Taoist companion?

What a joke!

The sound of Ye Yunlan putting down the bamboo bowl after drinking the ginseng soup suddenly sounded behind him.

Shen Shu calmed down his expression, picked up the stack of letters, turned around, supported the edge of the table with one hand, a little smile appeared on his face, and said: "It seems that this disciple has been in seclusion for two years. , Master’s life is not pure either.”

Ye Yunlan looked at the stack of letters in Shen Shu's hand, feeling a little uncomfortable on his face, and said in a low voice, "Don't look at those things."

After the matter of the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Association came to fruition, rumors of his injury were spread, and the more they spread, the more untrue they became?

Despite He Lanze's warning and stop, there were not many disturbers in front of him, but more and more letters were sent to his residence.

In the beginning, he was only a disciple of Tianzong who knew where he lived. Later, someone leaked his location, and all sects and sects in the practice world began to send letters, and even sent some elixir, magic weapons, Curiosities and the like.

Some gifts with a signature on the letter can still be returned, but gifts without a signature can only be piled up in one place, and after doing this several times, although most of the people who were rejected retreated in spite of the difficulties, many people even Erase the signature and still have to send a letter to him... and I don't know if this is the case, the content of the letter is becoming more and more explicit and unsightly.

Ye Yunlan stood up and wanted to take the letter back, but she didn't notice Shen Shu's darker eyes.

He reached out to get the letter, but Shen Shu grabbed his wrist.

"It's just a few love letters. Master values ​​them so much. Could it be that some of them have moved Master's heart?" Shen Shu said jokingly.

Ye Yunlan was stunned, with pale and tired eyes, and said: "My teacher has already said that I have a Taoist partner, and I will never be tempted by anyone in this life, nor will I make a contract with anyone again. You don't have to ask me that again."

"...And these letters are also prepared to be burned for the master."

Shen Shu frowned slightly, observing Ye Yunlan's expression carefully, and did not see the slightest concern about these letters from his indifferent expression, only tired and bored, as always.

It's just that what he heard in his memory finally made him feel stuck in his throat.

"Since that's the case, it doesn't matter if this pile of letters is disposed of by the disciples for Master?" Shen Shu said.

Ye Yunlan pursed her lips, turned her head and said, "It's up to you."

Shen Shu looked at him deeply, then snapped his fingers with his left hand, and used magic to arouse the spiritual fire.

The flame started to burn from a corner of the letter, and then gradually devoured the letter, and finally disappeared into the air, leaving no ashes behind.

Ye Yunlan's face was always pale and indifferent, and she looked sideways out of the window, without turning her head to look at the pile of letters.

After burning the letter with his own hands, the hostility in Shen Shu's heart calmed down a little.

He looked at Ye Yunlan's indifferent expression all the time, and understood that the other party was a little angry, and said: "This time, the apprentice slipped his words for a while, and forgot what the master said, and it will not happen in the future."

Seeing that Ye Yunlan was still silent, he felt a little sour in his heart, and spoke again.

"Actually, I'm very curious about what kind of person Master's former Taoist companions are, so that Master has always remembered him like this until now."

Shen Shu paused, and then said: "Master, can you tell me the name of the teacher's wife? From now on, every time during the Ching Ming Festival, my disciples can also go to worship."

Ye Yunlan said indifferently: "He is proud by nature, and he went away to roam free. He once told me that no one needs to worship him after death. You don't need to know his name."

Hearing this, Shen Shu pursed his lips.

Why don't you even tell him your name?

Ye Yunlan didn't want to continue this topic, so she changed the subject, "After half a month, you will go to a place with my teacher."

Shen Shu nodded without thinking, "Where?"

Ye Yunlan: "The Nether Secret Realm."

Shen Shu: "The Nether Secret Realm?" He thought for a moment, "Master said it was the legendary cave secret realm left behind by the Great Nether Emperor before he planned to ascend in the ancient times?"

Ye Yunlan gave a faint "hmm" and said, "There has been news from Zhanxing City at the junction of Dongzhou and Nanjiang that the Nether Secret Realm is about to appear in the world, and it will open in half a month. And if you want to get rid of the puppet seal on your body, Need? Blindly attracting soul flowers, but soul attracting flowers have long been extinct in this world, only in the ancient ruins, there will be some remnants."

Shen Shu frowned and said: "Emperor Youming is not a good person according to the ancient records, and the secret place of the cave that he left behind must be dangerous. This matter is related to the disciple himself. The disciple can find it by himself. Why does the master go out in person? Put yourself at risk?"

Ye Yunlan said: "The teacher has his own plans for this matter."

Shen Shu suddenly held his thin and pale hand, and said: "Master, you know that you are injured, and the injury has become more serious in the past two years. You can't bear it? The mood is turbulent, and you are tired from running around. If the injury suddenly flares up in the secret realm, So what? Although the puppet mark is related to the freedom and life of the disciple, if it will hurt the master... the disciple would rather be controlled by the puppet mark for the rest of his life."

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, not agreeing with his words.

He closed his eyes again and said, "I've made up my mind, you don't have to say any more."

Afterwards, no matter how much Shen Shu tried to persuade him, he still didn't let go.

Seeing that Shen Shu advised him not to move, Shen Shen looked at him for a long time, cleaned up the bamboo bowl on the table, slammed the door and left.

After the sound of his footsteps gradually disappeared, Ye Yunlan opened his eyes and looked at the closed door quietly.

He couldn't tell Shen Shu that he had personally experienced the Nether Secret Realm.

And where in the secret realm is the most likely to have a soul-attracting flower, he also has a good idea.

——The secret realm of the nether world, it was the secret realm where he was framed and framed to kill his fellow disciples in his previous life, and then he was abolished the golden core and expelled from the sect.

After reliving his life, he doesn't know whether the person behind him will do it again, but he knows that the Nether Secret Realm is indeed dangerous, and almost one out of ten monks who enter the exploration, even with Shen Shu's Nascent Soul cultivation base, may not be safe and sound.

And if he is there, he can guide the way, at least prevent Shen Shu from stepping into some dangerous traps, and there will be no bones left. If it is really a matter of life and death, he will cast the forbidden technique and return to stepping, and he will be able to protect Shen Shu. Life.

As for himself...

Life is alive, when it comes, it is like wind and rain, and when it goes, it is like dust.

There is not much to cherish and regret.

And he has no so-called beginning and end in this world.Just like a series of lonely boats, wandering in the world.

Even if you go far away, it's just fallen leaves returning to their roots.

……

Tianzong, Yaofeng.

There is a hidden cave on the rugged rock wall in the middle of the mountain.

The cave is extremely deep, and it is difficult to see the end from the outside world.

At this moment, there was laughter in the cave.

The laughter was ghostly like a ghost, like laughing and crying, containing the meaning of madness, which startled the birds that were perched on the cliff pines and cypresses.

In the very deep part of the cave, where it is difficult to see the sky, Rongran's clothes are scattered and his back is leaning against a raised rock, holding a blood-stained sharp knife in his hand.

The blade was dripping blood.

Compared with two years ago, his face was much haggard, and there were even gray hairs growing on his back, but there was a scorching and crazy look in his eyes.

And in front of him is a huge cavity, which is full of Gu insect corpses, as well as sticky juice with a rotten smell.

Two blood-red, cicada-like Gu worms were carefully placed on his knees, one of them was slightly bigger and the other was smaller.

"It's been five years, carnival Gu... finally mastered it...heheheha..."

Rong Ran stared at the two Gu worms frantically.

For five long years, he invested countless treasures of heaven, material and earth, nourished him with the blood of his heart, and endured the pain of heartache. Finally, according to the formula given by his father, he refined this pair of pairs that can completely change a person's mind. , Let the person who is caught in the Gu completely fall in love with the Joyful Gu of the person who is falling in love with the Gu.

But worth it.

The clothes on his upper body were taken off, and the pale chest was sliced ​​open by the blade. He pressed the big Acacia Gu into the knife mark on his heart inch by inch, his eyes sometimes slackened and sometimes concentrated, with a strange smile on his lips, and a hoarse voice calling out a name.

"Alan..."

……

Looking at Yunfeng, Yuntian Palace.

Qi Yun-jun closed his eyes and stood in the peach forest, like a silent stone sculpture.

The bright color of peach blossoms is incompatible with his snow-white body.

As the breeze blew, peach blossoms fell all over his snow-white skirt, brushing against his slender hand holding the sword.

On the hilt of the sword, a black jade hangs quietly, and on the simple and dark scabbard, a beautiful peach blossom is engraved.

After a while, he opened his eyes, the clear blue sky was reflected in the glass-like eyes, and there were peach blossoms everywhere.

In the past few years, he has been continuing to practice the Ruthless Dao, and the Dao realm has become more and more perfect, and the phantom in his mind caused by the demon has gradually faded.

Come to think of it, it's time for a solution.

The Taiqing Du'e sword was slowly unsheathed, and the clear sword reflected his long frost-colored eyelashes and indifferent eyebrows.

He waved his sword indifferently.

The peach blossoms fell like a shower, and were crushed into the void by the sword energy.

The wind and snow all over the sky invaded here, covering Qi Yunjun's clothes and hair, assimilating the only bright color in the original Yuntian Palace into a piece of cold and merciless white.

The demons are gone.

Ruthless way? Go one step further.

Perhaps in another hundred years, you will be able to touch the empty steps.

He was thinking indifferently, but a person's face suddenly flashed in his mind.

That person's complexion seemed to be unworldly, and the beauty of heaven and earth seemed to be poured into him, and the corners of his eyes were a little crimson, like blood and tears.

It is difficult to ignore this kind of soul-stirring beauty even if you practice the ruthless way.

He retracted the Taiqing Du'e sword into its sheath, turned around and stepped out of this ice and snow field.

Pass through the corridor, step into the palace, and see a person waiting in the palace.He was dressed in white and had black hair, his back was facing him.

Qi Yun-jun's heart skipped a beat.

But when the man heard the sound, he turned his head, revealing an elegant and beautiful face. When he looked at him, his expression was soft and respectful.

"Rong Ran has met Master."

Qi Yunjun frowned slightly, and said softly, "What did you come to see me for?"

"I came here this time to ask for something." Rong Ran said softly.

Qiyun-jun: "Say."

Rong Ran: "The disciples stationed in Zhanxing City have received news that the Nether Secret Realm is about to be born. The Nether Secret Realm was left by the Emperor You Ming back then, and it has a lot to do with it. All the sects are gearing up, and the more they are ready to go to the secret realm to explore, my Tianzong disciple Self is no exception.”

"It's just that Senior Brother He Lan, who is the most qualified to lead this secret realm, suddenly went into seclusion a few days ago, while the remaining disciples, the disciples from all peaks who are qualified to lead this secret realm, are evenly matched in strength, and it is difficult for them to convince everyone. If you bring people there, if people's hearts are scattered, it will be detrimental to my sect."

Rong Ran paused, bowed and saluted.

"That's right, I want to ask Master to pass on the decree, so that I can lead this trip to the secret realm."