When the villain knows the plot

"Okay, this is just a gift for you. I don't know what kind of avenue the disciple who came this time is practicing. I don't have time to prepare. Only this defensive spiritual weapon is universal." Ling Lian laughed, and picked it up from the storage bag He recruited a magic weapon in the shape of a Taoist robe, and sent it to Xie Xiaoqing across the air.

Xie Xiaoqing stretched out his hand to catch it, but his heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand——

Stardust Immortal Clothes!

This Taoist robe is sky blue in color, with a little bit of starlight flowing on the surface, exuding the breath of a spiritual weapon.If it wasn't the one given to him by his master when he successfully established his foundation, what else could it be?Master gave it to him again...

His heart was turbulent, he just wanted to throw the robe aside, laugh a few times, because of this ridiculous thing!But he couldn't show it.

The master is looking at him.

There is a smile in the eyes, but there is always something deep and unpredictable in those dark eyes.

"Thank you, Master." Xie Xiaoqing's expression remained unchanged, he did not avoid Ling Lian's gaze, and said respectfully.

For Jindan disciples of such a big sect as the Yingzhou Sect, a single spirit weapon is not a very precious gift, but it is worthy of attention.The master may have no other intentions, but just casually gifted it to a disciple who has never met.

It is also possible that the master is suspicious and is testing him...but he will not panic again in front of this person.

He had killed the person that the wooden puppet turned into over and over again in Chaomu Fudi.The puppet is of course different from the real person, but when he slowly passed the sword of cutting karma through the puppet's chest, he vaguely felt that he was using the sword to pierce the chest of the master.

Because he knew... This scene is likely to become a reality!

He couldn't do it at first.Once you get used to it, you can calm down.

The Stardust Immortal Clothes in his hands were warm and smooth, like flowing water.

Xie Xiaoqing probed in with his spiritual power, allowing this magic weapon to recognize its owner.His eyes trembled imperceptibly, and there was still a familiar aura in the center of this spiritual weapon.

"Master, the previous owner of this spiritual weapon seems to be a wood cultivator?" After a moment of silence, Xie Xiaoqing raised his head and asked with a smile.

He was never reconciled to his death.He really wanted to know how Master would answer this question.

"That's right," Ling Lian said, "This is the magic weapon that my apprentice used before."

"You gave me this magic weapon, so... how is he doing now?" Xie Xiaoqing asked.

He asked in a hurry, Ling Lian glanced at him quietly, his expression was so pale that no emotion could be seen: "He is dead."

"...So the uncle is dead." Xie Xiaoqing replied softly.

He looked down at the Stardust Immortal Clothes again, and put away the spirit weapon after he had completely erased the wisp of wood spirit breath from the center and carved a new brand.

It was as if a raging tide had receded, leaving a desert in his heart.

If Master mentioned his death with even a little bit of regret, guilt or nostalgia, he would resent him even more!When the master killed himself, he didn't hesitate for a moment. What's the use of acting guilty now?

But the master said it so calmly.As if it was only a tree, a flower, a stranger who died, as if his own death was not his fault.

That's the kind of person he is... Didn't he see it clearly a long time ago?

"Although I am not your master, you can ask me any questions you have in the future," Ling Lian said.

"Yes, thank you, Master."

Ling Lian nodded: "You go, I'm going to practice."

"Yes."

Xie Xiaoqing withdrew.He knew that the outside room was reserved for himself.If the master wants to tell him something, he can hear it just by calling him.

He also found a futon, sat down, and practiced.

Watching him leave the inner room silently, Ling Lian turned her head and closed her eyes.

This disciple is somewhat interesting...

But in an instant, he sank into cultivation again.

"Master, you want to go out?" When Ling Lian got up and walked out of the inner room, Wang Qing, who was serving him, quickly woke up from his practice and chased after him.

"I'll go to the top of the mountain to play the piano." Ling Lian said.

He came out of the cave, flew up, and sat down on a huge bluestone that he used to sit on at the top of Liangyi Peak.Wang Qing, who followed him all the way, stood by his side.

With a thought in Ling Lian's mind, the Fuxiqin carved from white jade flew out of the storage bag and landed in front of him.

He chose to play the piano here, not because he wanted to show off.There is a magic circle in the cave to prevent the leakage of spiritual power. Although it is beneficial for cultivation, it also seals the sound of the piano inside.The field of view here is wide and the breeze is blowing, which is suitable for the sound of the piano to drift farther.

Ling Lian casually plucked the string twice, and then began to play a piece of "Yun Shui Xiao|Xiang".

His qin skills are naturally not as good as the real Heyu, but those zither monks only play those profound and powerful tunes before the battle, and never show them to others easily.What he played were only some simple pieces, but he could play them well.

What is the master's plan?Although the sound of the piano is beautiful, Xie Xiaoqing has no intention of appreciating it, thinking silently in his heart.

Maybe it takes a long time to get along with each other before we can see what Master is coming for.At that time, I hope I can stop him from doing evil in time.

He looked at the slender, white fingers deftly plucking the strings with complicated thoughts, and was a little absent-minded.

This was originally a pair of hands that he wanted to hold...

As the song was about to end, a magic weapon in the shape of a flower basket flew out of nowhere.Xie Xiaoqing looked up, startled for a moment, the flower basket had already stopped above them, and it fell down, spilling thousands of bright red flowers.

But it was a willful disciple of the Yingzhou School who listened to the qin music and expressed his admiration for this "Heyu" elder and expressed it like this.I'm afraid he has also inquired beforehand, Heyu has a gentle temperament and is not rigid, so he doesn't care about his offense.Otherwise, with Heyu's status, I'm afraid he will ask for trouble.

That Hua Yu didn't seem to have any evil spirit, but was very romantic and beautiful.Xie Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, before the flying flowers landed on himself and his master, the spiritual power revealed in the palm of his hand turned into a light blue arc mask, as if holding an umbrella, supporting the master above.

Blocked the rain of flowers from the wood spirit umbrella.

Now that he is serving a disciple, he should be on guard against this magic weapon of unknown origin... for Master.

When the last piano sound fell, Ling Lian turned her head, as if seeing through his selfishness, and looked at him with a smile.Put away the fuxiqin and stand up.

"Go back." His voice was gentle, but he said it to Xie Xiaoqing.