Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

There was no sound, except for a few faint screams from the cave next door at first, only the sound of my own footsteps and breathing remained around, the vision was dim, and only some glowing fireflies flew by occasionally, they gathered on the stone wall, hazy Hazy emitted a little gleam.

Following the guidance of the vines, Qiu Luo twisted and turned in the complex cave maze, avoiding all possible monsters and traps, and finally left the dark cave smoothly.

The moment he walked out, his field of vision suddenly widened.In front of you is a large hall full of crystals, with unknown strange beasts carved on the white jade beams and pillars, and a mirror-like black spar plate under your feet.

Qiu Luo walked cautiously to the center of the hall, and saw a figure on the futon with his back facing him, meditating, with blue and white Taoist robes and long gray hair draped over his shoulders.

Qiu Luo squinted her eyes, stopped and tentatively bowed: "Senior, junior Qiu Luo, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

The surroundings are quiet and silent, and there is no reaction from the back. The crystal pillars that can be seen everywhere reflect the appearance of this person. With his eyes closed, his whole body is like a sculpture carved with knives and axes, motionless, not like a living person.

Qiu Luo slowly walked around in front of him, said offended, and put her finger under the man's nose, and she really didn't breathe.

"Already sat down?"

Qiu Luo noticed that on the desk in front of the man was a letter, a red sandalwood stand, on which was a small half piece of ice-blue spar filled with aura, and directly opposite was a crystal jade biscuit as tall as two people. , the light is flowing, and the cold is pressing.

The soul-gathering stone fragments in his palm seemed to be pulled by something, trembling, as if they were eager to go back to the mother's body.

Qiu Luo looked at the half spar on the red sandalwood stand in amazement, it seemed that the fragments on their bodies were all separated from this complete soul-gathering stone.

He suppressed the movement of the soul-gathering stone fragments in his hand, and now, half of the spar on the red sandalwood frame trembled.

Under no one's restraint, the half crystal stone flew up from the red sandalwood frame and threw it into Qiu Luo's palm. In a blink of an eye, it merged with the fragment in his hand and became a half oval ice blue crystal.

Qiu Luo held it, strands of chill passed along the palm, and she clearly felt something in her body, echoing it from a distance.

But this is not a safe place to study the soul-gathering stone. Qiu Luo took a white silk scarf from Najie and wrapped it up to keep out the cold, and continued to hold it in the palm of his hand.

Qiu Luo flipped through the notebook on the desk, which recorded the last message left by the owner of this place, Shangji Zhenren.

It turned out that the Shangji real person back then did not succeed in ascension as outsiders thought. He did not successfully survive the catastrophe, and regrettably sat in this underground palace.

Before crossing the catastrophe, he considered the possibility of failure and found a way out for himself.

It is the time-traveling jade disc in front of him, and the soul-gathering stone on the red sandalwood stand.

The Shangji Taoist realized a method to separate his own soul and store it in the soul-gathering stone.

If you fail to cross the tribulation and die, the soul in the soul-gathering stone can go back to the jade through time, go back to the past, find your former self, find a new way to cross the tribulation, and repeat the cycle until you successfully cross the tribulation. Jie soared.

After ascension, all souls will return to one, and the Taoist of Shangji can be completely reborn and transcend this world.

Qiu Luo flipped through the handbook, clicked his tongue, and had to say that this Shangji Taoist really had something, but it was a pity that God failed to fulfill his wishes, obviously he failed.

I don't know what went wrong in the middle, the soul-gathering stone was divided into many pieces, and the soul of the Taoist priest contained in it was probably wiped out, and the underground palace and treasures also fell on the evil cultivator Xusan.

These two things are probably what Lingxu people want to get when they look for these cannon fodder.

Qiu Luo raised her head and looked at the time-traveling jade bib that was as bright as a mirror in front of her. The white mist was dense, as if it contained infinite strange power.

"Going back in time...is there really such a way?" Qiu Luo's heart moved slightly. If the Taoist Shangji could do this, wouldn't he be able to go back in time and tell the truth to his master before he was poisoned by the nightmare poison and became mad? He must not be fooled by the book walker?

What's more, he himself can avoid the possibility of straying into the secret realm that seriously injured him, and completely strangle the book-wearer from the source?

While Qiu Luo was studying the manuscript and thinking about how to use the method developed by the Taoist Shangji, the crystal jade in front of him suddenly lit up with a white luster, and the light became brighter and brighter, enveloping Qiu Luo in an instant!

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When consciousness regained consciousness, Qiu Luo found himself floating in mid-air like an invisible and colorless ghost.

The surrounding light is dim, there are broken walls everywhere, cold stone walls and stalactites, and a faint black mist and demonic energy linger around.

Qiu Luo's heart tightened. Isn't this the place where he strayed into the secret realm of the magic cave a few months ago, when he was seriously injured and was pierced by the book runner?

He searched for his body in mid-air, and for a moment, two intermittent conversations came from the depths of the cave.

Qiu Luo urged the suspended spirit body to float over, and as expected, the two figures in the dark became more and more familiar, they were Gu Changfei of Xu Yunzong, and the "self" whose body was occupied by the book piercer!

At this time, Gu Changfei had already realized that Qiu Luo and him happened to have complementary yin and yang physiques, coupled with the fate of falling into the trap of the devil's cave together, the two had already flirted with each other for a long time.

Fortunately, Gu Changfei, as the head disciple of the great sect, is a modest and respectful gentleman, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so Qiu Luo breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

The book traveler's real name is Jia Tudi, and like Qiu Luo, he also knows the general plot of this cultivating love novel.

He knows that his "master" Lin Jinran is the big villain who will lose his reputation in the end, and he also knows that the Cangming Sword Sect will eventually be implicated by the head and ruin its reputation.

And Gu Changfei, who is the protagonist, finally succeeds as the head of the Xuyun Sect and becomes the righteous leader respected by thousands of people in the cultivation world.

One has a bright future and the other has a miserable end. Isn't it clear at a glance whose thigh will benefit the most.

"...Brother Gu, as long as we eradicate the nightmare in the depths of this devil's lair, and you bring the magic crystal back to the sect and make great contributions, you will be the number one disciple of the sect," Jia Tudi urged. Gu Changfei said.

Gu Changfei was a little hesitant: "We don't know the cultivation level of the Nightmare Demon here. If he is stronger than us, he may encounter serious troubles if he fails to achieve success."

Jia Tudi knew that it was impossible for Gu Changfei to die here, and this level must be safe and sound, so why not take this opportunity to gain some favorability, and set up an excellent person who is brave enough to sacrifice and dedicate himself, so that Gu Changfei will fall in love with him with all his heart? Own.

He thought for a while, then patted his chest and said, "Senior Brother Gu, you stand behind and I will go up to test that nightmare. Don't worry, I have the jade talisman Master gave me in my hand. If I am in danger, Master will immediately Come here and save me."

Lin Jinran, who is highly cultivated, and Gu Changfei, who is endowed with great luck, will help him out. Even if he is a book runner who doesn't even know how to use his natal sword, Jia Tudi is not afraid at all.

The so-called reluctance to let the child not be tied to the wolf, Jia Tudi held the messenger talisman Lin Jinran gave him in one hand, and jumped into the depths of the magic eye.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Luo, who was floating in mid-air, was heartbroken, and used his poor curse words to scold the book traveler bloody.

However, at this moment, he is just a lonely soul, apart from being anxious, he can't even make a sound, let alone stop the book walker.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying demonic energy erupted from the demonic eye, and the black mist gushing out formed a big hand, tightly wrapping Jia Tudi in it, and there was a faint cracking sound of dislocated bones.

With a look of pain on his face, he crushed the jade talisman, shouted "Master, save me", and couldn't bear it any longer, and passed out.

Gu Changfei was shocked, but he did not abandon Qiuluo. The spiritual power in his body gathered continuously to form a barrier, resisting the enraged nightmare, trying to force it back into the demon eye.

Qiu Luo was so angry that he was obviously not strong enough, relying on the fact that his master loves "myself", and caused trouble here. If he remembered correctly, the master is currently in a critical moment of retreat, so he was forced to leave the seclusion, and all his previous efforts were wasted. It is said that he will also be infected with the poison of the nightmare.

Just to fulfill the selfishness of you, a fake? !

Boom!Inside the devil's lair, the sword energy was criss-crossed, the broken rocks were jagged, the earth was shaking, Lin Jinran broke through the devil's lair with a sword, cut off the black mist in the devil's eyes, and appeared from the ruins with a wide plain white Taoist robe fluttering .

Qiu Luo, whose soul was floating, watched helplessly as the master hugged "his" fainted body anxiously, and called him nervously: "Qiu Luo! Wake up! How are you doing?"

Qiu Luo was so anxious that she circled around Lin Jinran, wishing she could pick up the master's ear and shout that it wasn't your apprentice!

However, his voice could not be heard at all, and Lin Jinran, who was eager to save his disciples, did not know all this.

On the one hand, he instructed the natal sword to fight fiercely with the furious nightmare in the demon eyes, and on the other hand, he focused on checking the disciple's injuries.

Seeing the little disciple in his arms with blackened brows, chills all over his body, unconsciousness, and his consciousness gradually being infested by the nightmare, Lin Jinran cut his fingertips without hesitation, formed a seal with blood, and pressed it on "Qiu Luo" forehead.

Lin Jinran's cultivation is much higher than Qiu Luo's, his blood essence is more pure, his aura is overflowing, and he is more attractive to Nightmare.

The tumbling demon poison smelled the smell of Lin Jinran's blood, and like a hunting shark, it was lured from the limbs and bones of "Qiu Luo", gathered near the eyebrows, scrambling to suck Lin Jinran's blood.

Just waiting for the nightmare poison entrenched in "Qiu Luo" to pass through his fingers, Lin Jinran immediately cut off the connection of the fingerprints, swung his long sleeves to wrap him up and protect him in his arms.

On that side, the devilish energy gushing out from the devil's eyes was increasing, and it was gradually blowing out, and Gu Changfei couldn't suppress it at all with his cultivation.

Lin Jinran didn't want to take care of him at first, but the Nightmare hurt Qiu Luo, so he had to avenge his revenge.

With a wave of his hand, the silver-white sword light behind him spread out the sword shadows all over the sky, cutting the devilish energy surging in the devil's eyes to pieces.

In the end, he became one with himself, and his whole body turned into a howling silver sword, strangling together with the gradually condensed Nightmare!

The sky is full of weird and strange demonic appearances intertwined with silvery white brilliance, you fight each other, refusing to give up an inch, the grand offensive almost smashed this devil's lair to tremors and collapsed.

Gu Changfei was sent flying by the chaotic spiritual power, but managed to save his life.

But after hearing a burst of roars and muffled hums in the air, Nightmare and Lin Jinran stopped fighting at the same time, and the shattered afterimages of demonic energy and sword light scattered like stars and snow.

The Nightmare's aura was weakened to the extreme, and he hid in the depths of the demon's eyes and stood firm.

Lin Jinran also suffered internal injuries, his body's aura surged, and he was in turmoil. He wiped off the dark red at the corner of his mouth, and looked down at the pale "Qiu Luo". place.

With the complete collapse of the magic cave, Qiu Luo's eyes suddenly turned and he lost consciousness...

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When Qiu Luo woke up again, the surroundings were no longer the dark and gloomy magic den, but the disciple room of the sect that he was familiar with.

He only felt a stabbing pain in his head, as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

While rubbing his temples, he got up from the bed, his consciousness seemed to be ups and downs in a mass of chaos, his vision was also covered with a layer of mist, everything around him seemed hazy and unreal.

Qiu Luo vaguely remembered that he seemed to have something extremely important to tell his master, but he couldn't remember what it was.

He remembered that he strayed into a secret realm related to the magic cave, and for some reason, he was seriously injured, and then the master appeared and rescued him.

"What exactly do you want to tell Master?" The more Qiu Luo thought about it, the more painful his head became, and he couldn't remember the details in the devil's lair. The weeds grew on his head, and he simply gave up thinking.

Now that he woke up, he should pay his respects to the master as usual, Qiu Luo tidied himself up, cleaned up the weeds that appeared on his head, and entered the Fuyou Hall where Lin Jinran practiced familiarly.

Lin Jinran likes to be quiet, and there are very few boys waiting on the Fuyou Hall except for sweeping.

According to the rules, when other disciples want to see Lin Jinran, they have to report first, and they can only wait in the main hall after getting permission. Qiu Luo is different. The whole sect knows that he is the most beloved disciple of the closed sect head, even entering the Fuyou Hall. No need to notify, all the way unimpeded.

When I found Lin Jinran, it was by the meditation spring of Fuyou Temple.

Amidst the lingering white mist, one can vaguely see a figure leaning against the edge of the pool.

"Master." Qiu Luo stayed outside obediently and called out.

Lin Jinran didn't mean to let him evade at all, but instead waved: "Are you awake? Come here."

Qiu Luo felt a little strange in her heart, but she didn't think much about it, and followed her words and deeds to the edge of the pool.

The flowing breeze pushed away the layers of mist, and Lin Jinran's back clearly fell into Qiu Luo's eyes. He was leaning lazily by the pool, his black hair dripping wetly to his shoulders, floating on the white water surface, half Hide the scenery under the water.

He was not wearing anything, his broad shoulders were open and wide, and a pair of butterfly bones were clearly visible.

Lin Jinran opened a pair of long and narrow eyes, turned his face slightly, looked at him with deep eyes, pulled Qiu Luo's wrist, and touched his wrist veins with slightly warm fingertips: "How do you feel? What else is wrong?" Comfortable?"

"I'm much better now." Qiu Luo was holding his hand, and his scorching body temperature spread like a tide.

He always felt that something was a little strange, but he couldn't tell. Although the master treated him close on weekdays, he never appeared in front of any disciples with disheveled clothes.

But Qiu Luo didn't mind this, as if it was only natural for Lin Jinran to treat him differently.

Lin Jinran looked at the little disciple's reddish earlobes with a smile, and pulled him to his side.

Qiu Luo sat down next to the wall of the pool, unobtrusively picked up Lin Jinran's long hair and played with it: "Master, my disciples interrupted your retreat. They said that the magic cave has been suppressed. Are you okay?"

Lin Jinran gently pressed the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, suppressing the tired look in his eyes, a black air flow flashed between his eyebrows, which was blocked by his fingers.

Lin Jinran said casually: "It's just a small injury, it will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

He paused, and suddenly asked meaningfully: "What is the relationship between that Xuyun Sect disciple named Gu Changfei and you?"

Qiu Luo sensitively heard the intriguing strangeness in this question, he frowned, and said, "It seems to be a fellow Taoist I met in the devil's den, I don't remember exactly."

Since I can't remember clearly, it must not be someone important.

"Really? That's good." Lin Jinran nodded and didn't delve into it further.

He closed his eyes, and in the moist mist, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had been brewing for a long time, a little embarrassed, and tried his best to make an ordinary tone: "In a few days, it will be the Lantern Festival, don't you like it?" Going down the mountain to play, as a teacher, I will have to retreat for a long time to recuperate, before that... I can accompany you for a few days."

Qiu Luo was stunned for a moment, and immediately put aside the weird feeling of being unpredictable just now, and said brightly: "Really? Master is not kidding me, is it?"

"How come?" Lin Jinran smiled, "I have something important to tell you as a teacher."

Qiu Luo blurted out: "I also have something to tell Master."

Lin Jinran's eyebrows moved slightly: "What's the matter?"

As soon as Qiu Luo spoke, she got stuck, looking at Lin Jinran's deep eyes, her heart was pounding in her chest, as if she should have something to say, but she couldn't speak, and a few small pink flowers bloomed on her forehead flower.

He faltered for a long time, and said: "Anyway, on the Lantern Festival, I will wait for Master."

Lin Jinran stretched his brows, and a smile rose unexpectedly from the bottom of his heart. He casually pulled back the braid that Qiu Luo had braided halfway for him, and helplessly reprimanded "naughty".

The author has something to say: Qiu: Master is naked and soaking in the water, while I am braiding braids Lin: Stop your Jianchun behavior