Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

"Heavenly way? I don't want to get out..."

The female voice came from the sky with a crying voice, as if she was so frightened by this earth-shattering movement?

He Qingxie ran out of patience, raised his palm to renew his spiritual power, and coldly threatened: "If you don't come out again, I will burn this place down?"

She looked at the blue halo of flames in her palm, and said in a deep voice, "I'll count to three, three..."

"You are despicable and shameless!" the female voice scolded?

There are thousands of secret books on cultivating immortals in this place, and there are even several forbidden techniques that are among the best in the cultivation world. If it is set on fire, anyone who looks at it will feel insane and moral?

But He Qingxie didn't have this concept, she turned a deaf ear to it, "Two..."

"I'll beat you to death! Don't burn it!"

He Qingxie activated his spiritual power, and the flame in his palm became more intense.

"one!"

"Wait, wait, I'll come out, I'll come out! Don't burn it!"

Two voices came out at the same time, and the female voice finally compromised under the despicable threats with a crying voice without tears.

He Qingxie withdrew her hand, heard an almost undetectable movement from a remote corner, she looked over.

I saw a book being turned upside down on the ground, and something was trying to push the book away from me, but the thing was too small and the force was too weak , The opened book can only be raised by the height of a little finger. It was lifted for less than two seconds, and it was pushed down after two shakes.

"Let's rely on X﹏X," the thing chattered endlessly, and finally could only crawl out on the ground and crawl out from the gap.

It was a small paper man the size of a palm, with hands and feet, two holes were cut in the head for eyes, and the mouth was jagged. No matter how you looked at it, it was ugly and had no aesthetic feeling.

He Qingxie narrowed his eyes, and there were two familiar big red characters written on the body of the little paper figurine——

God?

After the little paper figurine climbed out from under the book, it shook its paper-thin body on the spot, ran over eagerly on two thin legs, and sent out paper that was blown by the wind. Blowing? The voice said, "I'm out, why are you looking for me?"

"Ask you something." He Qingxie was straightforward.

"……Oh."

"Has my memory been erased? What have you erased?" He Qingxie frowned.

When she fell into the forbidden area, it happened to land next to the blood pool impartially. It was this little paper man who wrote the way of heaven that dragged her into this stone room where countless secret books of forbidden techniques were hidden. At that time, the little paper man still had the supreme Cultivation base, after passing on all the cultivation bases to her, only a trace of spiritual power will be reserved for opening the mouth to speak, and closing the mouth to listen.

But she also paid a lot of price for transferring her cultivation base. As far as she knows, there is no erasure of memory or forgetting of the past in those costs.

So, she had to question this little paper man.

He Qingxie kept his face silent, seeing the little paper figurine jump on his toes, then jumped up and grabbed the hem of his clothes, jumped two or three times before grabbing the hem of the clothes, and then crawled and crawled along the hem of the clothes Over her waist, her chest, and finally on her shoulders.

The little paper man opened his teeth and danced his claws and said: "How is it possible?! Can I do that kind of thing? I am the way of heaven?! Do you know what is the way of heaven? The Dao? Three thousand, that is, the law of natural change, the rule of all things. , the reincarnation of all karma. I bind all things in the world, and the three thousand worlds respect me. I am the three thousand ways? I follow nature! I can’t do things that go against me! You can obey me, but you can’t question me, let alone Slander me!"

He Qingxie lowered his head and lowered the corners of his mouth, feeling disgusted.

"Ha ha."

"Hey, don't you believe it?"

The little paper figurine pulled He Qingxie's collar, and a small paper hand patted He Qingxie's neck to vent his temper.

The strength? Not heavy, light almost no strength.

He Qingxie was indifferent, and asked: "Then what do you mean? It means that my master told lies to deceive me?"

"Jun, Jun Yao?"

He Qingxie saw that the little paper figurine trembled slightly, and she narrowed her eyes, "Yes. Do you think I believe her or you? The silver light she mobilized before was as bright as day, but now it's black Fanzi is eerie and terrifying, I always want to know the reason? She said that since I recovered my memory, why her spiritual power is like this, I should know? If you didn’t hide something, then I will ask now You?"

She grabbed the little paper figurine in the palm of her hand, ignited the palm of her hand with the other hand, leaned towards it, and asked sternly: "Can you give me an explanation? God! Dao?!" The last two words are almost one word After a meal, he gritted his teeth and devoured blood? He said.

The flames are getting closer and closer, gradually illuminating the yellow textures on the surface of the little paper figurine, those textures are like the twisted traces of a snake crawling over it, "No, no, don't? Don't?, stay away from me! Ahhhh Ah ah ah ah ah--"

***

Yaoshan, the inner courtyard of Lingqing Hall.

A cold wind blows in the courtyard, raising the corners of their clothes with silver threads, floating clouds, and neon clothes. Standing side by side, the two masters and nephews stand side by side. One is dressed in white like the moon, the other is dressed in black like the night. A school of youth and heroism.

The two looked at the sky in the distance, their expressions were dim.

Su Changyi's complexion has now returned to normal. After recovering his cultivation, his body has not fully adapted to the changes of the four seasons, and the spiritual power in his body can disperse on its own to dispel the cold.

Lu Xingtong unconsciously tucked her fingertips, still immersed in Su Changyi's question. He Qingxie felt somewhat hostile towards her now? These were not enough to disturb her mood, but somehow they made people feel uncomfortable. She Really? Don't know how and when to sin? He Qingxie.

But?, these are not enough to hinder her answer.

"Junior Sister He's whereabouts are erratic and elusive. This disciple really doesn't know." Lu Xingtong sighed.

What Su Changyi said about this He Qingxie is not that He Qingxie, actually? What she asked was He Qingxie who was pretending to be Ping Lan. What Ping Lan said in the past became a prophecy. Wei Dazeng came out from the forbidden area, and not only came out, but also pressed her to be sideways by the cold water pool in Yaoshan Mountain.

The villains dare to move? She, then she dares to clean up the door.

She had thought of a way before she opened the door, since He Qingxie was able to brazenly break into the Library Pavilion and drag her to the Cold Water Pond, then she would call her a bad name, and she would never be able to set foot in the entire Shangqingxu. Want to do it? As a result, the existence of Napinglan is irreplaceable.

Whether it's Zhu Yu, Qing He or Bai Lian, as long as there is one person here, her housekeeping will be upright and justifiable.

Su Changyi thought about it, and said: "In that case, you should go back first, and let her go to the library to find me when you see her."

Lu Xingtong made a bow and said, "Yes."

Before leaving, Su Changyi suddenly asked again: "What is Rou Rou doing today?"

Stopping in his tracks, Lu Xingtong said: "Report to Master Uncle, Junior Sister Shen is learning sculpture in Suling Academy."

Su Changyi was suspicious, then asked with a smile, "What did she carve?"

Lu Xingtong respectfully replied: "It's a carved radish. I used the radish to carve peach petals one by one. The carvings are very delicate and lifelike. The pieces are thin but not broken, and slightly transparent to the light. I can't believe it. , shy and cute, how did you sit at the table and hold a carving knife, and how did you carve so delicately?" After finishing speaking, he laughed sincerely.

Su Changyi also raised a smile. She could imagine that scene, which was really shocking. She thought of Shen Rourou's appearance like a teenage girl, but she was mentally incomplete. Combined with the character design in the previous novel, it can be quite Accept it frankly.

Although Shen Rourou's heart is small, she is persistent enough, showing a kind of stubbornness and perseverance all over her body.For example, if He Qingxie fell off a cliff, and she happened to hold He Qingxie's arm, she might die. She wouldn't let go and let He Qingxie fall, even if someone threatened her with a knife, Nor will she?

This kind of temper can't be said to be good or bad.

Su Changyi didn't think about it any more, and asked Lu Xingtong, "Have you been staying in Sulingyuan recently?"

Almost as soon as these words came out, the calm atmosphere just now gradually became condensed.

Lu Xingtong remained silent for a while, before nodding his head and lowering his brows, he said, "The matter of Xuanshan is already beyond the reach of disciples. I don't even know if my master, uncle and uncle were killed, but my disciples probably guessed it." Trapped somewhere, unable to get out. After all, with the cultivation base of the sect master, Uncle Jun Cheng, and my master, there are few opponents in the cultivation world. Unless they are attacked by a group of? Recently, the world of cultivation has been peaceful and there is no fighting, so the possibility of being besieged by you is very unlikely, and the head of the sect always likes to retreat, so he has no time to go out."

It has to be said that Lu Xingtong's words awakened Su Changyi. They are indeed not dead. Zhu Yu was possessed by Pinglan and was impatiently studying "Exiting the Yin God", while Qinghe and Bailian should have been held by Pinglan. In an unknown place somewhere in the Shangqing Ruins.

Su Changyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he said to Lu Xingtong indifferently: "Nephew, do you still remember the matter of Xuanshan's thoughts on the cliff?"

The opponent nodded.

Su Changyi ordered: "The puppet thread is a foreign object, and it cannot disappear with the death of the instigator. It will only remain uselessly in the monk's body. In this way, my Yaoshan disciple should have already recovered. It's normal, but now they are nowhere to be seen. I guess it may have been an accident, or they were locked up by someone. If the nephew has nothing to do, go there for me to check, specifically? See if there is any secret Dao? Stone chamber or something like that."

Lu Xingtong nodded again.

"then you go."

"The disciple retire."

After Lu Xingtong left with his sword, Su Changyi turned around and closed the carved wooden door of Lingqing Inner Hall.

The outline of the incident in the Shangqing Ruins has already been outlined, and with the memory from Junyao Immortal Venerable Yin God, Su Changyi can understand the outline more clearly. These seem to be complicated In the cognition of Junyao Immortal Venerable, these things are nothing more than trivial matters, not worth mentioning at all.

Su Changyi wanted to use the sword to find Pinglan, but he wanted to recall Fengshuangjian, but he could only feel the sound of Fengshuangjian, but he had no intention of flying over. It was obvious that He Qingxie deliberately set it up. Use a secret method to suppress Fengshuangjian and prevent her from using it.

"He Qingxie thinks that relying on the cultivation of the protagonist's aura, he wants to cover the sky with one hand?" This operation makes people feel angry? Su Changyi couldn't help but arrange it.

She had no choice but to use the air of wind and snow in the void to transform reality into nothingness, and condensed snowflakes into a whole body? An ice blue ice sword with the same length and width as the Fengshuang Sword, and then jumped up, Yu Jian flew To Huanshan Zhengyang Hall.

When it landed, the ice sword melted into water, drenching the long steps in front of the Zhengyang Hall, and more than ten steps of the long steps were splashed with water to become new, with the moisture and "chill" after the snow, looking up from the long steps, A series of palaces and pavilions rise from the ground, with high eaves and teeth pecking row upon row. The Huanshan main hall exudes a magnificent, resplendent and magnificent atmosphere from the inside to the outside.

Even Su Changyi, who often goes to the Palace Museum in reality, can't help but be shocked. Comparing the Lingqing Palace in Yaoshan with the Zhengyang Palace in Huanshan Mountain, it is no less than a small insignificance, and there is no comparison at all.

Su Changyi sighed secretly, and stepped up. According to the memory given by Junyao Yinshen, she found the side hall, the inner hall, the library, the secret room from the main hall, and finally found Zhu Yu's study. ? While sitting in Pinglan.

The author has something to say: #Online crowd watching He Qingxie who will be expelled from the school#

He: I can't ask for it, since then the cheating has been rectified

Su: ...