The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and repeated Yan Xingjun's words in his mind several times before he was sure that Master had misunderstood.

He didn't refuse, but hummed lightly.

A's arm fell to the ground, the bird on his shoulder opened its beak angrily, stretched out its scarlet tongue, hung in the air and kept flapping its wings, as if angry.

Yan Xingjun and Gu Yuan jokingly said, "Above the Yueyu Sect meeting hall, it seems that flying is not allowed?"

The conference hall is the most serious place in the Moon Feather Sect. The rules are strict. If disciples can fly around it at will, what's the point?

Gu Yuan glanced at the bird in the sky, and guessed what the master wanted to say later,? He cooperated and said, "Yes."

In fact, with Yan Xingjun's temperament, he stabbed the restless bird down long ago, but he hadn't had time to move. Thinking of the previous sigh of the Yueyu Sect Master, he still chose to show respect first and then fight.

He doesn't have feelings for Moon Feather Sect, but it's definitely not without feelings.After all, Yueyuzong raised him for many years. If he hadn't been a child, the Yueyuzong threw a lot of elixir on him. Considering Yan Xingjun's frail and sick body, he might not have survived.

Yan Xingjun is coughing up blood all the time now, firstly because he was involved with the big formation, and secondly because his health was really not very good since he was a child.

The head of the Yueyu Sect only knew that the formation was related to him, but he didn't know what chalcedony was.

The Patriarch of the Yueyu Sect had admiration for the previous Patriarch of the Yueyu Sect, Yan Xingjun's father, and Yan Xingjun was too lazy to beat his young heart.

The most important thing is,? Demons and humans are incompatible. He likes humans as a race. The most tender period of his childhood also happened in the Moon Feather Sect, so he didn't want to expose the fact that he was a monster, so he didn't take Yu The true face of the marrow was told to the suzerain of Yueyu Sect.

Yan Xingjun looked at the bird with a smile, and then looked at A: "Your Excellency is a guest, and I should treat each other with courtesy, but this does not mean that you can violate the taboos of the Moon Feather Sect at will."

A's arm was still broken on the ground, termites were running around, and the wood began to rot and gave off an unpleasant smell. This was undoubtedly a provocation to the Puppet Sect.

He said coldly: "I just want to show you the truth about the Peach Blossom School. Are you not afraid that the world will ridicule you for daring to do anything to protect Yan Chengyun?"

Yan Chengyun was sweating profusely on his forehead. When A's hand reached out to him earlier, he felt an inescapable fear in his heart, and then a spiritual force pulled him.

Only then did he escape from the sense of fear, thinking belatedly, thanks to the help of Qing Han Xianzun and Gu Daoyou, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He knew that the last sword was made by Gu Yuan, and he was afraid that if he thanked Yan Xingjun first, Gu Yuan would feel that he looked down on Gu Yuan's identity and felt dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, Yan Chengyun first walked to Gu Yuan's side, and bowed to thank him: "Thank you, Daoist Gu, for your help."

"Is this still happening?" Jia asked, "Sect Master Yueyu, as I said earlier, there is a way to show you the truth. The Qing Han Xianzun cut off one of my arms. Is it because of a guilty conscience? Are you afraid to let me go on?"

Yan Chengyun was startled by his voice, the sense of fear made him panic, subconsciously took a few steps back, and hid behind Gu Yuan.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xingjun silently looked away, "Don't you really think that no one in the cultivation world knows about these tricks?"

Speaking of which, he is also a little strange.

The biggest reason for the scarcity of the monster race is because the monster race has unique abilities. Most of the monster races are physically strong, but there are also a small number of monster races who are born weak and sick or do not have strong attack power, but relatively, they have very strong abilities. mental strength.

As for the trick that the puppet sect just used, Yan Xingjun actually saw the little demon use it in the demon clan a long time ago.

He thought it strange at the time, so he learned a few tricks from the little demon, and later taught this trick to...

Who did you teach it to?

However, how could the Puppet Sect be involved with the Yaozu?

A said: "Oh? Qing Han Xianzun is talking about what kind of trick."

"Spiritualization."

When Yan Xingjun answered, these three words also appeared in Gu Yuan's mind.

Gu Yuan really saw a soul-stirring technique once. He didn't know what it was at the time. He just felt that the eyes of the drunk Shizun were bright, and he could see the endless sea of ​​stars from the pupils, and the stars twinkling inside. It is extremely attractive, as if it can hook people's three souls and six souls away.

Not to mention that Master has a monstrous face.

At that time, the word "spiritualism" also appeared in his mind, and he even knew what this technique was used for.

It can make people who have been hit by the soul spell speak their minds.

When the mental strength of the other party is inferior to that of the spell caster, even the memories of his life can be excavated. In contrast, this person will not die or be disabled.

Even Gu Yuan, who was not familiar with Yan Xingjun in his previous life, knew that Master would never harm him.He didn't look away, but sank into the "stars".

Yan Xingjun, who was drunk, was dazed, his body smelled of alcohol and the fragrance of bamboo, and he asked, "Little apprentice, do you have someone you like?"

He was so drunk that he was unconscious, but he also knew the shame. After saying this, his face became hot at a speed visible to the naked eye. He bit his lower lip tightly, and the corners of his eyes that had been up for a long time drooped down.

The master seemed to want to hear the answer very much, so no matter how much he avoided his gaze, the star in his eyes was still bright, reflecting in Gu Yuan's pupils.

He didn't see a single bit of information about insanity from the literature. The name and origin of insanity all came from the inspiration that flashed in his mind at that time, and he didn't confirm it until his death.

Hearing Master's words, the big stone in Gu Yuan's heart finally fell to the ground.

A's tone became flustered, "What insanity?"

"So that's how it is." After explaining the soul-devouring technique to everyone, Yan Xingjun said again, "You just want to falsify the memory after using the soul-destroying technique and present it in front of everyone as perjury."

Jia said: "This is just a hypothesis of the Qing Han Xianzun, soul-hunting technique? I have never heard of it. If there is such a terrible spell in the cultivation world, it is impossible for people to know about it."

But I couldn't help muttering in my heart. This soul-hunting technique is a forbidden technique inherited from the puppet technique. It was an exchange between the ancestors and a demon clan. It has never been used in front of others. If it wasn't for getting chalcedony, they would not dare Use this trick.

Unexpectedly, the car overturned after only a few times of use, and I don't know how Qinghan Xianzun recognized it.

After thinking about it, the puppet sect has a long history, and it may be recorded in some ancient document.

He stabilized his mind and said slowly, "If the Qing Han Immortal wants to pour dirty water on the Puppet Sect, even though the Puppet Sect is not as number one in the cultivation world as the Moon Feather Sect, it will never allow others to offend it."

Yan Xingjun smiled and said, "It just so happens that this deity also knows a little bit of soul-hunting."

A was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Why don't I give you a try?" Yan Xingjun walked to A's side, imitating A's previous appearance, and suddenly stretched out his hand to A's head.

Although A is just a wooden puppet, the Puppet Sect always wants to make it the same as a real person, so its brain is connected with the brain of the puppet master.

The puppet master behind him was in a bad mood, and hurriedly wanted to disconnect.

too late.

Rather than saying that the reaction was too slow, it was better to say that Yan Xingjun's speed was too fast.

He was like the brightest meteor in the sky, painting the dark sky with rivers of silver shards, and the prickly puppeteer had to physically close his eyes.

The sun is dazzling, but there are very few people who really dare to face it.

Through A's eyes, Yan Xingjun seemed to be saying to the person behind A: "Why don't the guests dare to look at it?"

A green light flashed on Yan Xingjun's hand, "The first step."

At the same time, a voice in Gu Yuan's mind also said, "The first step is to gather spiritual power in the palm of your hand."

When Yan Xingjun raised his eyes, the pupils in his eyes dilated like streams of light: "The second step."

"The second step is to gather the spiritual energy in the eyes, because everyone's spiritual power is different, so the appearance after gathering is also different."

Yan Xingjun said softly, "The third step."

The puppet master behind A felt that his body was out of control. He clearly wanted to escape Yan Xingjun's eyes, but the more he wanted to escape, the more he couldn't escape.

"The first two steps are completed, the other party will be under your control, even if you want to escape, you can't escape." Speaking of this, the voice seemed a little annoyed, "Hey, master, are you listening?"

"Step four." Yan Xingjun asked with a smile, "What kind of spell did you use just now?"

"The last step is to ask the question you want to ask. If the other party is not determined or has low mental power, they will not be able to defy you."

It’s over.

The puppeteer was sweating all over, he thought, it's over.

Qing Han Xianzun really knew how to use soul-stirring.

He opened his mouth uncontrollably, he wanted to disconnect, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

It was at this time that he realized that Yan Xingjun's spiritual power was like a scorching sun that he couldn't look directly at, which made him unable to resist.

A said: "It's... the soul-hunting technique."

"It's an interesting spell." Gu Yuan heard a voice very similar to his own and asked, "Then how should I break the spell?"

The voice he spoke earlier froze for a moment, and he said angrily, "I knew it! Master, you don't want to learn how to cast spells at all, you just want to steal my way to break the spell."

After a while, the voice continued sullenly: "Didn't you just say that the mental power is stronger than the spell caster. If you really accidentally fell into the spell, master, you should stare at the other party's eyes and answer his questions." Just pass it back."

For some reason, Gu Yuan in his previous life was not actually controlled by this spell, but he still tried to follow a flash of thought, and asked tentatively, "Master, do you have someone you like?"

Yan Xingjun was stunned for a moment, then muttered, "Gu..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep because of his drunkenness.

Master's mouth was vague, and Gu Yuan could only hear a general idea, which was a bit like his last name.

He thought for a while, and guessed that the master should have called him to remind him to answer the question, but at the critical moment, the master, who had a light drinker, fell asleep.

Gu Yuan caught Yan Xingjun, but the master still called his name, after a while Gu Yuan said helplessly, "Well, the apprentice is here."

What kind of wine did Master drink? It smelled very strong, and he felt dizzy when he smelled it.

After getting A's answer, Yan Xingjun smiled and asked modestly, "Is the deity using it right?"

He returned to Gu Yuan's side and said, "Little apprentice..."

"Well, the apprentice is here." Gu Yuan came back to his senses and replied.

Gu Yuan suddenly realized something and asked, "Master, you seem to seldom call your apprentice's name?"

"Huh?" Yan Xingjun asked strangely, "Isn't it a little apprentice?"

Gu Yuan shook his head: "No, the apprentice is just curious."

Now that I think about it, the master is mostly a junior apprentice, and recently he would occasionally call him Shunzhi, but he rarely called Gu Yuan.

In the previous life, the master hadn't had time to write for him, and the relationship between the two of them was not considered close, so Yan Xingjun mostly called him "disciple".

Yan Xingjun smiled, thinking that the apprentice thought his name had a bad connotation, so the master refused to call it.

He said: "Gu Yuan, Gu Yuan, Gu Yuan. How is it? Is the little apprentice satisfied?"

Gu Yuan was puzzled by being called so many names in succession, but he still responded, "Yes."

After a while, Yan Xingjun explained with a smile, "If the little apprentice doesn't like it, you must tell the teacher. What's more, the teacher has nothing to do, why call the little apprentice your name. If others listen to it and think that our relationship between master and student is not good, what to do?"

Gu Yuan lowered her eyelashes.

At that time, what exactly did Master want to say.

Yan Xingjun didn't notice, he was still thinking about the scene when Yan Chengyun ran behind Gu Yuan.

He glanced at Yan Chengyun again, and said: "It's a young apprentice, and he really deserves to be an apprentice valued by the master. He has many friends."

The author has something to say: Yan Xingjun: The little apprentice has not yet enlightened. As a teacher, he can definitely hide all his emotions and will never be discovered.