The Master of Metaphysics Returns at Full Level [Transmigration Book]

This guy made the teachers of their Tianshi Academy grit their teeth.

However, the more he was suppressed, the stronger he became. Now that Zong Xuan has established a firm foothold in the Seventh Place, and with the support of the big figures above, the people of the Celestial Masters Association can no longer suppress him.The most hateful thing is that Zong Xun did not make use of his natural talents, but went to practice crooked ways, making things difficult for the people in the Tianshiyuan, and even his master was so angry that he became seriously ill.

Tian Qingsheng always shook his head and sighed when talking about his master when he was lying on his sickbed.

"This son will definitely become the enemy of the celestial master world."

Therefore, Tian Qingsheng doesn't like Zong Xuan either, and regards him as his lifelong rival.As long as one of the members of the Seventh Division walked together, he couldn't help stabbing them.

***

Tian Qingsheng and the others sneaked away to the building while no one saw them for the time being, climbed several flights of stairs and finally stopped on the fourth floor.

From the previous urban grotesques, strange stories and legends, the four homonyms of death, this word always symbolizes bad luck, death and so on.

As soon as Tian Qingsheng and the others stepped into the fourth floor, a gloomy atmosphere enveloped them.After all, Tian Qingsheng is not a brainless person, at this moment he is very sensitive to feel that something is wrong here.

"Brothers, be careful."

Everyone agreed unanimously, and someone took out peach wood coins, gossip mirrors, and yellow talisman papers, and walked into the corridor on the fourth floor together.

The further they walked in, the darker the surroundings became. Gradually, the screens of their mobile phones were turned off, and even the professional flashlights flashed twice to completely stop working.

In the darkness they saw, a group of people were a little flustered. When people couldn't see clearly in the dark, they would always think wildly.

"what!"

With a scream, Tian Qingsheng and the others felt their scalps go numb.

"what happened?"

"Someone stepped on my foot."

"Damn! You don't have eyes, why don't you put some kind of talisman on my face?"

In the dark night, someone grabbed Tian Qingsheng's chest arm and pushed it forward, knocking his head against the wall. "Hiss~" the pain made him gasp. Brothers who are so noisy, they always feel that there are countless mosquitoes buzzing around their ears.

Tian Qingsheng clutched the quilt against the wall, his chest was heaving and unsteady, angry. "What's the noise!"

Surrounded by Tian Qingsheng's roar, they slowly quieted down.

Tian Qingsheng scolded angrily: "People scare people to death. Don't shout if you have nothing to do. As a student of the Tianshihui, I was actually scared by a corridor. If word spreads, where will we put our Tianshiyuan's face!"

Everyone was silent again, but in the dark night where they couldn't see their fingers, they couldn't see what the other person's face was like. No one knew whether they were listening or whether they were listening from the left ear or coming in from the right ear.

A few people thought they were petty in their hearts, but they didn't. Many of them who originally complimented Tian Qingsheng, under the cover of the night, showed their greedy eyes.

"Let's go." Tian Qingsheng was very satisfied that the group of people listened to him and walked ahead.

Behind him, a ghostly white shadow flashed past.

The Taoist priest who had just left the last place realized something was wrong, and by the time he turned around, it was too late.

ho ho~

Lying on the ground without moving, when he looked carefully, his pupils dilated and spread, and he was dying.The body of the person on the ground had already started to stiffen slowly, and there was still a wound on the neck where a sharp knife had been cut, and the blood vessels had already protruded from the Adam's apple.Blood dripped all over the place.Some blood stains splashed on his own face, neck, clothes, etc.

"Giggle."

The clear and pleasant voice of a young child rang out from the bell bar, and a small figure on the wall gradually became outline, facial features, limbs, and a complete girl appeared beside the dead Taoist priest.

The little girl was holding a toy puppet in her hand, but strangely, the doll had no head, only the body was held in the girl's arms.

The little girl's face was a bit disastrous, she was wearing a pair of white shoes under her gray clothes, the white soles were not stained with blood, the little girl tilted her head and said to herself: "This collection is too low-quality, Brother, let's go find those uncles in front. Hehehehe..."

The girl hugged the puppet and turned around, and the pleasant voice like a silver bell disappeared in the long corridor.

Following the girl's disappearance, the next moment, a white shadow passed by, and the body of the Taoist priest in the corridor disappeared, leaving only a pool of scarlet blood and the disgusting rusty smell that hadn't dissipated for a long time.

***

"...308, 309, 400, 401, 402, 403, 404." Taking advantage of Wu Lian's palm fire, Long Feifei began to count the house numbers on each door in the corridor as he walked, until When counting to 404, the room began to return to No. 300, "We seem to have encountered a ghost hitting the wall? Obviously that white shadow came in this direction just now, why did it disappear all at once?"

Wu Lian looked at the blood-red number 404 at the door, and said slowly: "It's not like a ghost hit the wall."

"Isn't this considered a ghost hitting the wall? Boss, is this corridor an illusion?"

Wu Lian shook her head: "It is real, and it is more likely that every corridor we walk is real, but there should be rules when we go out."

"I thought about breaking the glass window violently to get out, but I didn't expect that there was still a corridor outside the glass window. My God, I would rather meet a ghost and fight with it than be trapped in this endless, endless corridor. Ah." Long Feifei was chattering, talking too much.

"Crack!" After walking in the corridor for nearly ten minutes, it seemed that something sticky was stepped on under his feet. Wu Lian bent down to illuminate the things under his feet with the palm of his hand.

His palm fire has been burning for almost an hour. Generally, the longer the palm fire burns, the more energy in the body will be consumed. If he insists on burning it for half an hour, he will not be able to support it long ago.But the fire in Wu Lian's palm is different, the fire is still as hot as before.

If the reddish-brown flame gradually burns into cool white, the thicker the flame, the less powerful it will be; on the contrary, the weaker the flame, the greater the power contained in it.

The moment he was distracted, Wu Lian took a closer look at the red spots on the ground. His shoes were like stepping on the center of the bloodstains, and there was a cold wind blowing around, carrying a bloody smell.

He rubbed some on his fingers, and the red blood was always dazzling. He sniffed lightly at his nose, "It's human blood, and it still has a little warmth."

Long Feifei frowned, staring at the blood on Wu Lian's hand and said in surprise: "In addition to us, there will be other people breaking in, and I don't know if it is a friend or an enemy. It would be fine if we knew someone. But if it is Enemy, I'm afraid that if we go further, there will be more traps waiting for us."

Long Feifei's worry was not unreasonable, Wu Lian hadn't shown his talents yet, and he didn't offend many people, that is, the fake young master Zhao Ran made him trip up, but he was just an ordinary person, and he didn't know any mysterious magic.

If the other party came for the seven places, it would make sense.

When the old Taoist talked about his wonderful achievements when he was young, he more or less knew that the Seventh Branch had been established for many years and had some entanglements with other factions. If someone came from the beginning, Long Feifei and the others, they would keep an eye on them and follow them into the slit It also makes sense.

In particular, Long Feifei once said about the grievances between Zong Xun and Tianshiyuan, maybe he might kill someone when Zong Xun was injured.

Wu Lian's head analyzed quickly, and she was also a little annoyed.

Tsk!Trouble, bringing these two goods is two big troubles.

Just as he was thinking about how to get rid of the two burdens, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head. The next moment, his hands were silently vertical, with the fingers facing away from the two people at the seventh place, and the fingertips fluttered up and down on the knuckles of the fingers.

"The other party doesn't know whether it's an enemy or a friend, not to mention that the boss's body temperature drops too fast. If we don't go out again, our captain's body may not be able to take it anymore."

The fingers were still flying up and down, and the longer the divination time, the faster Wu Lian's fingers were, and bright and dark flames appeared above the fingers under the naked eye.

"Friend Wu Dao?" Long Feifei, who hadn't received a reply for a long time, thumped in his heart, and couldn't help looking at the captain.But the captain of his family was pale and pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and a thin white frost had formed on his face.

The breath is also qi going out and in, and the breathing is getting shallower and shallower.

Long Feifei was a little anxious, his boss couldn't do anything wrong, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to take the captain away immediately.

"Well, I'm sorry, what happened to you just now?" Wu Lian was a little distracted, and when she heard Long Feifei calling him, she came back to ask at this moment.

"I said, our captain is almost frozen into a human-shaped popsicle, fellow Wu Daoist, can't you just leave him alone?"

Long Feifei was shivering from Zong Xuan's cold body, and his voice trembled.

At this time, Wu Lian fished the person over from Long Feifei's body, as if he had received a piece of human body ice, and he heard the sound of "Zizi" when his hand was close to Zong Xuan's body.The temperature of the palm was just controlled to be scorching hot but not hot, and then pressed on Zong Xuan's heart, a little bit of golden light and broken gold entrained with a gust of hot air poured out.

"Help me support his body." After a long time, Wu Lian had to help him get rid of the cold and support his body, and his physical strength was too much.

Long Feifei supported Zong Xuan very obediently.

Time passed little by little.

With the palm of fire swaying, Wu Lian's face was as exquisite and beautiful as a banished fairy. At this moment, his lips were lightly pursed, and his brown eyes were clear and cold when he was not smiling.

Long Feifei thought to himself, this one smiled at them just now, and there was a knife hidden in the smile, and there was a sense of disobedience everywhere, if he made a wrong step, he would kill him.This expression is just like Wu Lian's original expression, at least it doesn't make people feel scared.

Following Wu Lian's treatment, Zong Xun's face was covered with frost, which has melted now, bit by bit invading Zong Xun's temple hair, his sickly white face seemed to be fished out of the water.Perhaps it was because Wu Lian continued to release hot air into his body, his cheeks were a little red, as if he had applied rouge.

The placket of the white shirt was wet, and the skin inside could be roughly seen...

Lively and fragrant.

It probably describes such a good-looking person.

When Zong Xuan opened those beautiful phoenix eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, not like someone who just fainted from the cold.