Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

In a blink of an eye, the day of Shangyuan Festival is approaching.

The largest city near the Cangming Sword Sect is called Cangshui City. There is a large population here, many of them are relatives of monks in the common world, and they are no strangers to cultivators.

Qiu Luo hid in her room and fiddled for many days, trying to give Lin Jinran a gift.

He rummaged through the collection of famous flowers, recorded all the famous flowers he liked, sorted out their growth habits and conditions, practiced for several days, and finally produced several bunches of beautiful flowers.

Qiu Luo transplanted the flowers into Lingzhi flower pots, picked and picked them, spent a lot of effort on grafting, and carefully cultivated a large bunch of bright and refined flowers.

They do not exist in any ancient books on famous flowers. They are a special species exclusive to Qiuluo. They are contaminated with Qiuluo's spiritual power and breath, and even have a bit of spirituality. When you poke the petals with your fingers, they will sway shyly from side to side .

Qiu Luo was very satisfied with the gift he carefully prepared. In order to surprise the master, he specially folded a paper crane and let it fly to the Fuyou Hall. He told Lin Jinran that he would be on the day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival. Waiting for him under the famous thousand-year-old tree in Cangshui City.

The thousand-year-old tree is located in the center of Cangshui City, guarding the city like an old guard.

Countless green silk ribbons hang down from the canopy that covers the sky and the sun. Occasionally, devout men and women hang red rope knots for prayer on the branches and leaves. When the wind blows, they sway with the wind, making layers of rustling sounds.

Ten-mile-long lanterns have already been hung on the street, and Qiu Luo is standing under the old tree with flowers in his arms, watching the bustling lantern festival with people coming and going.

"Qiu Luo!" Someone called him from behind.

Qiu Luo turned around with a bright smile, unexpectedly, the person who came was not Lin Jinran, but Gu Changfei, the head disciple of Xu Yunzong.

Qiu Luo frowned, and looked at Gu Changfei who came to him with a face full of surprise: "You're finally here, I asked someone to deliver a letter to you, and I've been waiting for you around here for a long time."

Qiu Luo said patiently: "Brother Gu, why are you here? I haven't received any messages."

Gu Changfei didn't pay attention to those details, he opened a dark red wooden box like offering a treasure, and inside contained a pebble-sized ice-blue spar.

"Look, last time in the devil's den, I remember you said that your consciousness was injured and your soul was unstable. I specially found this soul-gathering stone. I heard that it has a special magical effect on the soul. You can use it to practice,— Get twice the result with half the effort."

Qiu Luo was inexplicably attracted to this soul-gathering stone, and felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

There was a strong consciousness in his body, driving him to take out the ice blue spar.

The moment Qiu Luo held the soul-gathering stone in his hand, his whole body was shaken suddenly, his mind seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, his eyes were dark, and the world was spinning!

When regaining consciousness again, Qiu Luo's perspective was in a strange downward posture, looking at the crowd coming and going below.

He looked around in a daze until he saw the familiar face in Gu Changfei's arms, wasn't it "himself"?

He suddenly found himself in the state of a soul floating in mid-air again.

"Qiu Luo, Qiu Luo, what's wrong with you? Wake up!" Gu Changfei hugged "Qiu Luo" who suddenly fainted, and anxiously called his name.

After a while, Jia Tudi slowly opened his eyes, blinked in a daze, and when he saw Gu Changfei, his face showed surprise: "Senior brother Gu! You came to see me?"

Gu Changfei breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you are fine, I will help you to rest for a while, and then accompany you to the lantern festival, what do you think?"

Jia Tudi naturally responded cheerfully.

Qiu Luo in mid-air lingered above the two of them for a moment, choking speechlessly. He finally understood why at that time, when the mad master locked himself on the cliff of confinement, why he said that he didn't believe himself.

The feeling is that I went back in time and took the initiative to ask the master to meet here, but I didn't expect to be cut off by that impostor halfway, and went to date Gu Changfei.

This time I really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off!

Fortunately, Qiu Luo is now in the form of a soul body, and he can float anywhere he wants. With a thought, he returned to the Fuyou Hall of the Cangming Sword Sect in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Luo walked through the walls and restrictions without hindrance, and wandered to the master's bedroom.

At that time, Lin Jinran changed into a blue shirt and white gauze wide-sleeved toga, which was neither the dignified and majestic costume of the head of the house, nor the black clothes full of hostility after being possessed by demons. He did not have any jade ornaments on his body. , only embroidered at the hem of the clothes-cong green bamboo pattern.

On the table was the paper crane that Qiu Luo used to pass the news, neatly folded and placed in a small box.

Facing the mirror, Lin Jinran tied her own hair, and tied it loosely—the blue hair was tied up with a hosta, and the blue hairband fell down softly, which made people feel leisurely and casual, with a hint of wanton and unrestrained.

Qiu Luo leaned on his shoulder like a ghost behind his back, seeing the slight smile on Master's lips in the mirror, he was obviously happy.

Is it because you want to spend the Lantern Festival with yourself so you are so happy?But after a while you will be unhappy!

It never occurred to Qiu Luo that, as the head of a sect, the high-ranking master would carefully choose clothes and groom his appearance just because he wanted to go out for fun with him.

Qiu Luo's heart was sour, and he walked around Lin Jinran twice, but no matter how loudly he yelled into Lin Jinran's ears, the other party couldn't detect his existence at all.

He followed Lin Jinran Yujian to Cangshui City, and after a while, he returned to the thousand-year-old tree in the center of the city.

Only this time, the person waiting under the tree was replaced by Lin Jinran in blue and plain gauze.

It was just the time when the lanterns came on, and the lights in the distance were brilliant, and there were many pedestrians, full of lively and noisy human fireworks.

From time to time, men and women walked by in pairs. Occasionally, a Huaichun girl hung red silk and satin on the branches of ancient trees. When passing by Lin Jinran, she blushed and quietly looked at her.

Lin Jinran stood calmly under the tree, turning a blind eye to these admiring or curious eyes, just quietly looking into the distance, waiting for his beloved little disciple to come to the appointment.

But he stood for a long time, until the pedestrians around him gradually decreased, and the bustle in the distance also stopped, and the person he was waiting for still did not show up.

Those young couples all left in pairs, only Lin Jinran remained single.

Qiu Luo - stayed by his side all the time, watching the master's expression change from joy, anticipation, doubt, anxiety, and finally to loss, wishing to wake up Lin Jinran's ears with a gong.

Tell him he won't come!

It's a pity that I can only be anxious, and I can't help anything.

Above the night sky, the moonlight was tightly blocked by dark clouds, and Lin Jinran's expression was buried in the shadows. He closed his eyes and moved his lips, as if he was talking to someone.

Qiu Luo looked around, but obviously no one was there.

The gloomy air in Lin Jinran's eyes became more and more serious, and the faint black air between his brows flashed away, too fast for people to catch.

He suddenly waved his hand heavily, with a stern look on his brows, as if he had scattered something around him, but in Qiu Luo's view, there was clearly nothing there.

"Could something have happened?" Lin Jinran murmured in a low voice, and quickly formed a seal with his hands.

Separated from his body is an incarnation that is exactly the same as the deity, and went to find the whereabouts of the little apprentice, while the main body remained in place, so that Qiu Luo would not be able to find him when he came.

Qiu Luo fluttered again and followed Lin Jinran's incarnation. It was not easy to find a monk who deliberately hid his tracks in such a huge city of Cangshui.

Lin Jinran's external avatar searched in the city for a day, but to no avail. The avatar's face became more and more anxious, as if he had already decided that Qiu Luo must be in some kind of predicament and could not contact him.

The avatar expanded the range, found the Cangming Sword Sect from Cangshui City, and then found every nearby mountain and every secret place from the Cangming Sword Sect, but Qiu Luo was still missing.

Finally on the third day, just when Lin Jinran was about to issue the order to mobilize the sect to find the missing Qiu Luo, the incarnation finally found Qiu Luo's body in a temple not far from Cangshui City. breath.

To be precise, it is the scent of the exotic flowers carefully cultivated by Qiu Luo.

It turned out that Jia Tudi and Gu Changfei had finished shopping at the Lantern Festival, and then went to the scenic spots outside to visit mountains and rivers. After enjoying themselves, they stayed at the temple to rest for the night.

Lin Jinran's body and avatar merged into one, and when he appeared outside the temple, he happened to see the two hugging each other intimately, whispering ambiguously.

Gu Changfei: "For hundreds of years, the disciples of the Cangming Sword Sect and the Xuyun Sect have fought each other, and everyone wants to overpower the other and become the number one cultivation sect in Continent, Qiu Luo, your control freak sect master, I definitely won't agree with you to follow me to Xuyunzong, I'm afraid it will object to us being together."

Jia Tudi hugged his arm and snorted nonchalantly: "Whoever I like, I am free to go wherever I want, even if it is Master, I can't control me, besides, even if he objects, I'm not afraid. "

Gu Changfei asked strangely: "Why? Sect head Lin has a high level of cultivation, and even my master, the head of the sect, wants to give him three points of courtesy. What can you do to make him compromise?"

Jia Tudi smiled mysteriously: "Actually, I foresaw this day when I was in the devil's lair, that nightmare was very powerful, I expected that Master would come to save me, he was infected with the nightmare's demon Poison, I’m sure I’m going to retreat for a long time to heal my wounds, and I can’t take care of myself, so how can I control me?”

Jia Tudi's complacent look, reflected by the burning fire in front of him, caught Lin Jinran's eyes.

He shook his whole body, as if all his strength had been taken away suddenly, he couldn't stand up for a while, and he clasped his fingers on the painted wooden window sill to barely support his body.

Jia Tudi didn't notice this, he picked up the bouquet of Qiuluo that had been cultivated and grafted for several days, and presented it to Gu Changfei: "Senior Brother Gu, this is a unique flower in the whole world, and it is my heart."

Looking at this scene, Qiu Luo was almost so angry, it was obviously his flowers, his gift, and his heart!

He didn't dare to look at Lin Jinran's face, the intense chill around him almost froze his soul.

The gorgeous flowers shook their heads and exuded a beautiful fragrance. Gu Changfei shyly closed the petals when he touched them lightly.

"Junior Brother Qiu..." Gu Changfei's heart moved slightly, and he looked at the other party affectionately.

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, suddenly, a sword light like frost and snow slashed diagonally.

Accompanied by a cold snort, the sharp sword energy split the bonfire in front of the two of them in half. If Gu Changfei hadn't dodged quickly, his arm might have been broken in two!

Jia Tudi and the two raised their heads in horror, only to see Lin Jinran under the cold moonlight, with fluttering sleeves in a green shirt, loose black hair, and a long silver sword pointing obliquely, the narrow blade reflected his darkness s face.

Lin Jinran - said nothing, his eyes were terribly dark.

Floating in mid-air, Qiu Luo's face changed completely. He could clearly see that wisps of devilish energy wrapped around Master's body, constantly rising with his ups and downs.

Lin Jinran, who was venomous and poisonous, raised his long sword, pointing the tip of the sword straight at the terrified "Qiu Luo", and asked expressionlessly, "Who are you?"

Qiu Luo opened her eyes wide, desperately trying to see more clearly, but her vision became more and more blurred, and her consciousness seemed to be sinking and floating in the dark deep sea, farther and farther away from the bright sea surface, until she fell into darkness completely.

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When Qiu Luo woke up again, he was still in Shangjiren's crystal palace, the time in front of his eyes went back to the clear light of the jade, the chill was overflowing, and the small half of the soul-gathering stone was wrapped in silk, and he held it in his hand .

The dead body of Kamijima still sits motionless on the futon.

When Qiu Luo came back to her senses, she realized that she was sweating profusely, as if she had experienced a nightmare from which she couldn't wake up. Her spiritual power was exhausted, and her brain was throbbing.

His gaze shifted from the body of Shangji Zhenren to the time-traveling jade bib, and he suddenly realized something.

It seems that Shangji Zhenren’s method of going back in time cannot really change the past, at most he can only see what happened in the past.

He was really dead when he died, and he couldn't rely on this method to bring the dead back to life.

"It turns out that this is the core of the underground palace! We can finally get the treasure left by Master Shangji and escape!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of hearty laughter behind him.

Qiu Luo turned around, and saw a few people headed by Lou Yan, passing through the labyrinth of caves and appearing in front of the Crystal Palace.

Only four of them were left alive, and the others were missing and probably died in the cave.

The disciple in yellow and the others all had wounds, their clothes were scratched and tattered, and some vines and thorns remained on their boots, but Lou Yan was safe and sound.

Lou Yan stared at Qiu Luo, slowly aroused a smile, showing an expression determined to win: "Junior brother of Yaoxian Valley, quickly give me what you have in your hand, I may consider keeping your whole body."

Qiu Luo glanced at him with a half-smile, and said lightly: "Still pretending? You are not a disciple of the Xuyun Sect, are you? You are the old man with white beard who lured me here that day. You are an evil cultivator, right?"

Lou Yan's eyebrows twitched, and she didn't deny it, and looked at Qiu Luo curiously: "You are a low-level disciple, how did you know that?"

Putting two fingers together, Qiu Luo wiped lightly on his forehead, and a verdant green bamboo sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The blade was two fingers wide, as clear and emerald green as jade, and the faint green light flowed like fireflies.

"After you entered the cave, only you completely avoided the vines I left behind, while they all fell into the trap."

Qiu Luo lightly raised his hand, tapped Lou Yan's eyebrows with the tip of his sword, and squinted his eyes: "Unless your cultivation surpasses mine by a big realm. And I'm not a disciple of Yaoxian Valley."

"Qiu Luo, a personal disciple under the head of the Cangming Sword Sect." Qiu Luo paused for a moment, then said with a faint smile, "Among the disciples of the same generation of the Xuyun Sect, there is no one whose cultivation is far superior to mine."

Lou Yan's eyelids twitched fiercely when he heard his previous words clearly, he was not afraid of this young junior disciple in front of him, but Lin Jinran, the master of Cangming Sword Sect, is not someone to be trifled with!

His body is still in Yunjian City, if this kid is not lying, then

Just when Lou Yan's eyes flickered and his thoughts turned, a violent tremor suddenly came from the top of several people's heads.

The Underground Palace—The earth trembled with time, and countless falling rocks fell on their heads, stirring up gravel and dust all over the sky, and the Crystal Palace shook accordingly.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic sword light descended from the sky, and the entire underground palace was almost submerged in the grand and bright sword light. The powerful and compelling sword light stabbed everyone almost blind.

In the vast white light, Qiu Luo squinted his eyes, and vaguely saw a figure in Tsing Yi flying towards him, with a wide robe and wide sleeves, and black hair flying.

That person stood in front of him, and the cool pear blossom fragrance rushed towards his face and poured into his arms.

Qiu Luo stared at that handsome face in a daze, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the other's cool cheek.

"Master..."

Lin Jinran sighed softly, full of unspeakable complex thoughts, wrapped his arms around his back, and hugged him into his arms.

The author has something to say: Lin: I have a gift for you as a teacher. [Take out the cat bell] Qiu:? ? ?

Lin: No longer afraid of getting lost :)