Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

The moon of season and autumn, both hope.

Thousands of steps extend straight to the majestic and magnificent square, and there is an unknown number of kneeling disciples in it.

At a glance, the momentum is huge, and the crying is like rain.

The Lingqing Hall used to be resplendent and magnificent, but now it is full of incense, gloomy and gloomy.

Amidst the silence, a coffin covered with crimson carvings and patterns sank horizontally in the middle of the hall, silently announcing the death of the hall owner.

He Qingxie struggled to straighten her waist. She knelt on the futon beside the coffin, raised her wide sleeve with her left hand, and threw the rough yellow paper into the flaming brazier with the fingertips of her right hand.

The movement was sluggish, but the flame tongue was extremely fast, You opened his mouth wide and licked all the paper money.

"Martial nephew, don't be too sad these few days, the pain will hurt your body for a long time."

A corner of the silver silk and white satin hit the eyes that were drooping and strong, and the dry and tightly pursed lips moved.

He Qingxie raised his head slightly, his voice blurred out a syllable, but it was impossible to make out what he said.

The person in front of him has a little bit of Xin Hong between his brows, with a natural appearance, demure and dignified, he is the head of the sect - Zhu Yu.

Known as the head of Junhuan, her eyes were red, and there were few tears under her eye sockets.

Sect leader Jun Huan sighed, turned to the side and rushed to the lively and active little apprentice in the past, but now bowed his head in a muffled voice, beckoning, "Rou Rou."

"Master." The fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl gave way from behind and whispered softly, "Senior Sister."

He Qingxie stared at the other party intently, his face was pale, and the corners of his eyes were still red.When her master went to Guanshan, she went vertically and horizontally, and she cried until the sky was dark, as if she wanted to cry her master to death.

The head of Jun Huan used the talisman to instruct the other two immortals in the sect to deal with the funeral, and also ordered the disciples outside the Lingqing Hall to start recasting the black jade coffin, and even brought his own disciples to pay homage, but he alone forgot He Qing evil.

Her nephew knelt for two days and two nights, sleepless, neither eating nor drinking. At this time, her back trembled slightly and her movements were weak, her face was plain, and her thin body seemed to be crumbling in the swaying pot of fire.

Can't help feeling a little distressed.

Most of her junior disciples were from the outer sect, and there were good and bad ones, but the inner sect disciples only accepted one He Qingxie.

He Qingxie is her junior sister's most beloved and most serious apprentice, and he is more like her own flesh and blood. Her love for He Qingxie can be learned from the sun and the moon, and the world can prove it.

The head of Jun Huan took a deep breath, and hurriedly told Shen Rourou: "Help your senior sister up first, she is sleepless day and night and can't stand up on her knees, she may hurt her foundation. Since you were young, your uncle Jun Yao has been You, Senior Sister Qingxie, love you the most among the inner disciples of the sect of Immortal Venerables, so it is okay for you to kneel down for a while, Senior Sister Qingxie."

"Master, this disciple volunteers to guard the spirit of Uncle Jun Yao."

Shen Rourou has a clean and innocent baby face, her eyes are wide open, and the wet eyelashes make people feel distressed.

She let go of He Qingxie's hand, turned around and knelt on the futon, kowtowed awkwardly towards the coffin sideways.

He Qingxie stood on the side, looking alone in the candles beside her, she was a little absent-minded.

"Master nephew," Jun Huan's head, Bai Runing's fat fingertips, lightly touched He Qingxie's shoulder, and the slight movement made the subordinates tremble.

In the light, she saw He Qingxie's mournful expression, and comforted her: "You are weak and have been guarding for two days, go and rest, and come back tomorrow to take care of your junior sister."

He Qingxie looked at her with his face up, and finally nodded after a long time, then walked to the futon in the main hall for the condolences of the guests, knelt down and kowtowed four times.

After a while, he got up and cupped his hands at the other party: "Disciple, leave."

Jun Huan waved his hand and let her go.

The road from Lingqing Palace to Sulingyuan seemed to be endlessly long. He Qingxie had already lost feeling in his legs, and when he pushed open the wooden door of his residence, he finally staggered and fell to the ground.

Su Lingyuan is the unified residence of all the inner disciples in Shangqing Ruins, men and women are mixed together, usually two people share a room, and the one who shares a room with her happens to be Shen Rourou who just waited for her to guard the spirit.

He Qingxie was not at all worried that someone would break into their residence, because at this time and even for a long time, the Suling Courtyard would be empty.

Sitting down on the ground, the soft hand like a barbarian slowly lifted up, the tender white palm with clear palm lines.

The temperature of the palm that the man had once held her seemed to be still there, and she was so hot that her breath was unsteady, she looked down on it quietly for a while, then clenched it tightly again, and let out a chuckle after lowering her eyes.

"Tsk, you died like this? You really died like this!"

Asking myself a few times, I suddenly raised my head.

The desolation, pain, and grief that were originally on the fair and delicate face disappeared, and were replaced by complacency, sarcasm, and gloating.

The empty space echoed with a frantic hoarse laughter, so loud it could be heard even outside the house.

I don't know how long I laughed before standing up staggeringly holding my stomach.

He Qingxie squinted at his feet, as if there was a lump of disgusting and smelly dirt, which was disgusting.

She suppressed her smile, and said without a word: "It's good to die!"

***

Over there, the head of Jun Huan ordered people to get up and go back to Zhengyang Hall after all the funeral matters were arranged.

In Lingqing Hall, apart from the disciples in mourning clothes kneeling in the square, only Shen Rourou was left.

While wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he added paper money to the brazier, his frail and thin body was trembling with sobs, it was very pitiful.

A pair of iris-colored peach-blossom eyes suddenly trembled a few times in the darkness, and slowly opened, the dome in front of them was a darkness that could not be seen.

The limbs are in a state of paralysis, and the tip of the nose is still lingering with a smell similar to the incense ash in the temple.

It doesn't smell very good, and I even want to sneeze.

There was a long silence, the numbness in the limbs gradually receded, and the owner of the iris-colored eyes stretched out his hand to caress the surroundings, and the black thing felt smooth and cold to the touch.

"Is this a coffin, used to hold me? What a luxury!"

The sound was neither light nor heavy, but it could be clearly amplified several times among the sharp-eyed immortal cultivators.

The number two people who were just about to step into the threshold of Lingqing Hall held their breath for an instant, their faces were brilliant, as if mourning a concubine.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and needles could be heard in the gorgeous and luxurious hall, and only the subtle movements of breathing and breathing echoed in everyone's ears.

After losing the light, the other four senses except vision have been improved unprecedentedly. The coffin plank in hand is cold, the smoke and fire lingering around the tip of the nose, but there is no movement in the ear.

Maybe not, the sound of flames dancing could be heard.

At this moment, Su Changyi was sure and sure that she was wearing a book, because she felt the red silk covering her neck, and there was a scar underneath it!

And these things only exist in a novel I read recently.

Why wear books?This is very inexplicable!

She was cursed by others, to be precise, she was cursed to death by herself.

She was spoiled when she was reading a novel about Cultivating Immortals Lily which was abused in the early stage and tortured in the later stage!

She smiled kindly, and her hands clacked her knuckles, "Spoiler spoils the whole family!"

The colleague saw that the situation was not good, and immediately left in a hurry with a smile on his face.

All the accidents happened when she was on her way to get off work. Every day, she contacted her best friend to ask her for novel recommendations. Her best friend and she are pure lilies, so the novels she read are also lilies. It just so happens that she has a book that exploded overnight. The finished book of Liver Chase.

The other party threw four big characters and an exclamation point: Don't look at Xiuxian!

Frustrated, Su Changyi was crazy about Amway. In order to seduce his best friend, he even uttered all the plots in the novel and sent them to the other party.

"When did I ever lie to you? Don't you like to abuse he? This is the master-student relationship, the master's inhumanity, and the apprentice's delicate lotus flower. In fact, it's still the main plot, really! Don't believe it, I'll tell you the details..."

"Kick me pregnant by my buttocks" is the name of her novel, which is as interesting as the title.

The main talk is: the supporting role is the destiny in the novel, and she has the same name as Su Changyi, and the Junyao Immortal Venerable in Shangqing Ruins is the Zhong Lingyuxiu in the cultivation world, and her beauty is also a drop in the ocean that is hard to find in the world .

But it happened that Bai Yueguang, who was in the heart of many cultivators, died tragically at the hands of his apprentice, the protagonist.

Breaking point: The supporting role bullied and tortured the protagonist in every possible way, and the protagonist betrayed his teacher, refined the secret law of the devil world, captured the biggest supporting role in the book, and took brutal revenge on him.

The death of the supporting role is bloody and cruel, and the gouging out of the heart is to dig out the heart, then cut it into pieces, and the whole body is bathed in blood, and the living flesh and blood are sliced ​​into thin slices.

Put it in a milky white porcelain plate inlaid with silver, dip it in some sour vinegar, pass it to your mouth, forcefully break open the jaw of the supporting character, and feed it little by little.

Regarding this bloody and extremely evil description, the author has written every word.

Death, despair, collapse, all the evil and evil that can be shown in the scene, the text can often express more than ten times the effect.

This passage made Su Changyi feel turbulent and vomited while clutching his stomach.

A colleague turned the swivel seat and asked her what was wrong. She waved her hand and almost said it was morning sickness.

This can be regarded as a supporting role.

You clearly know that the protagonist is a perverted girl who has undergone oppression and finally has a psychological twist, why do you say you provoke her? !

Su Changyi waited for the voice conversion to finish, and all the changes happened the moment she sent the message and raised her head.

A car rushing out of Gada from nowhere directly knocked her into the air, and her back fell on the steel pipes in the nearby construction. The foam of the surging waves turned red.

The spoiler killed the whole family. I don’t know if the whole family of the spoiler is dead. Anyway, she is a lonely family. Fortunately, her parents died young.

Su Changyi clasped his hands together in the coffin, apologized for her last thoughts, and mourned silently for her deceased self.

However, the end of the supporting role seemed to be upon him, and his breathing stagnated in the confined space.

Su Changyi's head was dizzy, and the only thought in his heart was to strike first!

Without thinking too much, the first scene in the opening chapter of the novel is the current scene, in the dark coffin, the supporting role is honored to be reborn lying down.

But after a long time, there should be a silver sword mixed with monstrous spiritual power shining on the coffin and striking at the head.

Thinking of this, suddenly the feeling of weightlessness in space rushed into my heart, hundreds of bones gathered together, the coffin exchanged positions in the void, and landed vertically, the sword light in the novel arrived as promised.

With a loud bang, the vermilion coffin engraved with patterns was split vertically by the heaven-shattering sword light, and the cover was torn apart and splashed everywhere.

The author has something to say:

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"The Taoist Companion She's Flirtatious"

"I, Suzaku, have boundless virtue, and Immortal Venerable, you have boundless suffering."

As an immortal venerable, Lu Shayin's strength is comparable to her looks. She is the face, the dream partner of countless monks.

The monks who pursue her can be discharged from the mountain gate to hell.

Lu Shayin said: Daoist companions and so on are too much delay in my cultivation.There is no woman in my heart, draw the sword, the god of nature, destroy it, you!

In order to achieve the great cause of cultivation and open up the immortal journey, Lu Shayin had to kill everyone and everything around him, and devoted himself to studying in Ningshuang Palace.

Unexpectedly, she forgot the, uh...spiritual pet that she picked up by accident a few years ago.

This is an egg. One day, the egg accidentally broke its shell...

Lu Shayin looked at a chicken cub that suddenly appeared in Ningshuang Palace, and fell silent for a moment.

As Lu Shayin's spiritual pet, Zhu Yan said triumphantly: The Immortal Lord loves me, and she drove everyone away to express her loyalty to me!

She must be trying to get me!

Zhu Yan thought that Lu Shayin loved her, but in fact Lu Shayin did it for the sake of the world.Lu Shayin thought he had a spiritual pet, but unexpectedly, this spiritual pet became his Taoist companion.

Later, she accidentally discovered that the Taoist companion was behind her back, seeing different things and thinking about changing, facing Qin Muchu, loving the new and disliking the old, half-hearted, and turning green to red!

Not only do they pluck the most beautiful tail feathers and give them to others, but they also hold the paws of other birds and put them on their hearts!

Lu Shayin fell into deep thought, and finally confirmed a fact——

Falling in love is not as good as cultivating immortals