My masters are all over the world of comprehension

Old blood splattered on the ground, speckled like the rain of dead plums.

Miserable.

Jiang Xichen supported Yu Chuci, panicked: "Chuci, where are you hurt? Where are you hurt?"

At this time, Yu Chuci's mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and his mind went blank as he watched the human-shaped heaven and earth in his arms gradually dissipate.

With trembling hands, he wanted to hold the other party, but it was useless. He quickly activated the magic spell, and even the blood relative Gu in his chest that was closely connected with the other party did not respond. The pain was no less than ten fingers connected to the heart. He was in a cold sweat from the pain, and his body suddenly went limp.

But this kind of severe pain is not comparable to the burning and anxiety in my heart.

Before, he could comfort himself that at least he didn’t get nothing when he came to the secret realm, at least he got the heaven and earth strange fire, but now the connection between the heaven and earth strange fire and him has disappeared, and the flying egg has failed at both ends, and he doesn’t even know where he is wrong, why? would lead to this result.

One moment he was sure that he could make Heaven and Earth Different Fire recognize him as the master and become the master of the Qianqian Burning Flame Secret Realm, but the next second he was kicked into hell and told him that this was just his wishful thinking.

As the core of the secret realm of Lianqian Fenyan, the heaven and earth strange fire also recognized its master after the secret realm changed its owner, and the blood relationship Gu, as an old imprint, was also washed away.

One thought of going to heaven, one thought of Avici Hell.

Such ups and downs made Yu Chuci unable to bear it anymore, especially when he collapsed and lowered his head covering his face, the mirror-like floor tiles reflected the horrible scars on his cheeks.

Because the toxicity of the grouper flower remains in the flesh, it corrodes the intact flesh and blood all the time, and now the rotten scar is a little bigger than before, and pus and blood can be squeezed out with a squeeze, and it looks like a crooked big fleshy worm lying on it The face was even a bit distorted in normal times, such an appearance of neither human nor ghost was a kind of torture for Yu Chuci, especially when the poison penetrated into the bones of the face and the pain that penetrated into the seams of the bones was simply unbearable.

Yu Chuci stared at this face in horror, couldn't bear it any longer and passed out.

Seeing the gigantic monster with thousands of claws running away, the exhausted people relaxed and lay down on the ground. Su Ai barely supported himself to find Lin Qiubai, but saw the young man coming out from behind the ruins of the collapsed golden pillar. Standing beside him was the Immortal Monarch of the Upper Realm who had changed his appearance, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior Brother, fortunately, you are fine, I didn't find you in the dust before."

Lin Qiubai lowered his head shyly: "I'm hiding."

"That's good," Su Ai recalled the scene of the poor little cat trembling in the ruins, gritted his teeth and scolded the disappearing monster again, thinking that his cultivation was still too weak, and he was both annoyed by the monster and angry For a while, he rubbed his sore shoulders: "This ugly bug is so rough and fleshy that it's tossing to death. I'll sit down and adjust my breath."

Lin Qiubai nodded, "I will guard you."

The atmosphere in Liang Biaobiao's main hall was unusually quiet, all the disciples were hurrying up to meditate and rest, everyone was more or less wounded, and the disciples helped each other bandage and treat the wounds.

Lin Qiubai checked carefully, and there was no wound on Su Ai's body. He was about to stand up and change positions, but his shoulder was held down.

He followed his strength and sat back to his original position, Han Linxiao looked sideways at him, and said in a cold and calm voice, "You are hurt."

The disguise spell only works on the contours of the face, Han Linxiao still has the original eye color, the cool and light crow blue color is like a bottomless pool, at first glance, it looks cold and unkind, it seems impossible to imagine him It reflects what other scenery looks like, but now it reflects his white fingers.

In fact, the skin was just scratched and a few drops of blood came out.

Lin Qiubai thought, if such an injury is left alone, it will solidify itself after half a stick of incense.

But Han Linxiao frowned, took out a treasure spirit bottle, picked out some of the medicinal powder inside, and spread it evenly on the broken skin.

The effect of the upper realm elixir was outstanding, almost as soon as it touched the broken skin, the wound began to heal automatically.

Before the medicine was finished, the injury was already healed.

Looking at it from this angle, Han Linxiao still frowned and was not happy, Lin Qiubai leaned over softly: "It is inevitable for monks to bump into each other when walking outside, such a small wound does not hurt at all."

Han Linxiao's fingertips froze.

He was almost about to ask, did it hurt when his soul flew away? He has always kept this memory in his heart, but now he knows that these things will never pass.

Qiuqiu had already died for him once.

During this period of time, blurred images often flashed before his eyes, and Lin Qiubai also wanted to recall the events of the previous few worlds earlier, so he asked softly, "How did I... die before?"

Although he couldn't remember the details, he knew that he had completed the task at that time, and he had to go to the next world after getting the artifact, so he chose to escape by death. For him, this was just a way of escape, but for Han Linxiao every time Once, it was like tearing open a bloody scar again and gurgling blood.

After a while, Han Linxiao: "It's my fault."

At that time, Han Linxiao was high above his eyes and clean under his eyes. He lived in Shangqing Mountain for thousands of years, cut off all emotions and six desires, but he took in a young apprentice, Lin Qiubai, just before he reached the ruthless way.When someone who has never been emotional for thousands of years falls in love, it is like an old house on fire. It is out of control, and even his half body, the Pure Yang Sword Spirit, falls into the devil's way.He himself insisted on a pure master-student relationship, but the sword spirit repeatedly bewitched him, and he was just a step away from the great achievement of Taoism, but he couldn't make any progress.

Shangqingshan's interpersonal relationship is simple, most people like Lin Qiubai, only a few people gossip behind their backs and say that he is the curse of slowing down.

Perhaps it was because of this that Lin Qiubai changed his face and turned into a demon cultivator from the lower realm, deliberately induced him to be slaughtered, and Han Linxiao sealed his throat with a sword.

Under the Chunyang sword, he doesn't believe in reincarnation, and he always loses his body and bones.

It was only when the man under the sword was crumbling and revealing his true face that Han Linxiao recognized who he had killed.

Eyes hurt.

In the vast world, Lin Qiubai is Han Linxiao's only concern, and he proves the Dao by poking his lover with his own hands, and thousands of golden lights descend from the clear sky, but the soul of the person in his arms is scattered.

Lin Qiubai: ...

He thought, what he should have thought at the time was that he was going to die anyway, so it would be better to die so that he could fulfill the cold Linxiao Dao with a single stimulus.

Unexpectedly, the excitement was too much, and since then the ruthless Dao boss has lived in the mountains for a long time and doesn't care about world affairs.

After all, he lost his memory, and Lin Qiubai saw this dictation of the past as if he was looking at flowers in a fog, separated by a layer.

But Han Linxiao closed his eyes with a hint of grief on his face.

"Master," Lin Qiubai put his cheek on the back of Han Linxiao's hand, looked up at him with his fair and tender face, perhaps due to the light and shadow in the room, the bony halo left silhouettes on the porcelain white skin, thick and beautiful face Even more tender and ecstatic, he lightly rubbed the cold and slender finger bones, "It's okay, I'm here."

After saying this sentence, he seemed to feel embarrassed. He mumbled the last few words, and turned his head, not daring to look at them again.

The warm and soft touch pressed against his fingers, Han Linxiao stared deeply at the young man on his lap, his heartbeat, which had always been calm and waveless, gradually accelerated, and his cold and silent internal organs seemed to revive at this moment.

He thought it was the pure Yang sword spirit.

Sensing what he was thinking, Chunyang Sword Spirit laughed loudly.

— This is just the desire in your heart, don't deny it.

—It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it now, it’s beyond your control after all.

—Master and apprentice?Is this really what you want?

When Han Linxiao tried his best to suppress the Pure Yang Sword Spirit, Lin Qiubai fiddled with the Heaven and Earth Flame in his palm with downcast eyes. His five fingers stopped, and the three-colored Heaven and Earth Flame jumped like feathers in his palm. He stretched out his fingertips and poked Poking, touching the immature warmth is like touching the body temperature of a baby bird, and you can feel the thumping with your palms slightly closed.

The Heaven, Earth, and Flame had been able to transform into a human form, but unfortunately, the secret realm it was relying on changed hands, and as the heart of the formation, it also suffered a huge impact, so the cultivation base was slightly regressed.

But it doesn't matter, he can take it easy.

He has money.

Lin Qiubai held his chin and threw a canola fruit to feed it.

A thread of fire tentatively protruded from the outer edge of the flame, as if sensing the skin of the mustard fruit. When it found that it was harmless, the flame opened its mouth wide and swallowed the mustard fruit in one gulp.

Just as they were happily throwing and feeding, Jiang Xichen was furious at the outer disciples.

It turned out that they were muttering about Jiang Xichen's assassination of Lin Qiubai just now, but this deity listened to him seriously.

"Murting fellow disciples is a felony. If you are at least imprisoned, you will be abolished and enter the mortal world."

"Why did senior brother Jiang do this? Junior brother Yu...has such a good relationship with him, do you even know about it? Junior brother Yu reacted so strongly at that time."

Immediately, someone stood up to support Yu Chuci: "Junior brother Yu should not know, but luckily he was also frightened. Junior brother Yu often speaks for Junior brother Lin."

"I think so, but Jiang Xichen isn't from Qingting Peak either, so there's no need for two people to do such a thing if they can't fight each other, right?"

"I'm jealous. I used to have Junior Brother Lin around. When did the Chief Dabi not accompany him?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Xichen couldn't bear it anymore. He was already worried about the obsessed Yu Chuci, and he didn't block his five senses when he meditated. Beep like a house sparrow and watch out for your skin!"

His tone was cold and angry.

Inner disciples always have a natural sense of superiority, and when they open their mouths, they call outer disciples sweeping the floor. Everyone in the room has hot faces, but they dare not say a word, let alone Jiang Xichen can mess with a group of them, and the forces behind him are not easy to mess with. After being taught a lesson, the outer disciples did not dare to say anything, and each of them lowered their heads like quails.

Seeing these outer disciples trembling and not daring to make a sound, the crushing pleasure made Jiang Xichen calm again. He gave these people another look, and finally returned to his seat to meditate.

Seeing that Jiang Xichen had indeed closed his eyes, the outer disciples glanced at each other quietly, writing and scribbling on the ground.

— Bah, Senior Brother Jiang punched us hard, turned his head to face Lin Qiubai and was timid, only playing some dirty tricks.

— Who said no?Lin Qiubai is protected by his ancestors, Jiang and others dare not confront him directly.

— This time it was Junior Brother Yu who took it on his behalf. He was punished by the gods. Next time, we will see how he will get retribution.

……

Unknowingly, three hours passed quietly, and seeing that the time for the secret realm was approaching, although everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, they were unwilling to waste time in this eerie hall, and they helped each other to stand up.

Since Yu Chuci was still in a coma, a Guangbo disciple went to push the door.

Unexpectedly, try a push and it will open.

First of all, the monk who couldn't wait to step out of the door, took too long strides and slipped, almost falling to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the ground was covered with moss.

Others followed suit.

Fortunately, the nine boulders remained in place, but what came into view was the miasma in the secluded streams and deep mountains, and the scene of flowers, vines, and poisonous insects walking everywhere.

Crowd:  …

Everyone's expressions were in a trance, as if they were stunned, and they didn't know where they were at the first moment.

It's only a day's time to go in and out, and it's only a day, but the outside has completely changed its appearance?

Did they enter for a day, not a year?

Especially how the topography here looks more and more familiar...

It was the well-informed monk who recovered from the shock, and slapped his thigh hard: "There is nothing wrong with it, this is a mess!"

Everyone was in an uproar and looked around.

Miasma, the most elusive secret realm in the cultivation world, randomly appears anywhere in the mainland. It is the most familiar secret realm in the cultivation world, but it has the highest death rate. It is said that no one has come out of it alive so far.

The miasma stream described in ancient books has unique funnel basins, sinkholes, and eroded swamps, commonly known as karst landforms. Underground rivers and underground rivers have twists and turns, and miasma is pervasive everywhere. Animals, birds, and insects are all poisonous.

To put it simply and succinctly, the immortal family must die.

For those who survived the catastrophe of millipedes just now, the stubborn flames surging in their chests were slapped head-on.

The desire to survive was extinguished.

The two waves of disciples from Jinfangmen and Guangbo School who disliked each other hugged each other and cried.

The outer disciples of Daoyan Sect were also full of despondency, Xiao Guotang was heartbroken: "It's too much, it's too much, this secret realm doesn't talk about martial arts, why do you still have a matryoshka?"

They all thought they couldn't get out.

However, as soon as the words fell, the three days had come, and the secret realm mercilessly kicked everyone out of the secret realm. A huge vortex appeared out of thin air above the Chihei Mountain, and monks in various costumes fell freely from the sky like dumplings. The monks who are still alive in the corner still account for the majority, and only a small number of people are broken inside.

It was the turn of the disciples of Daoyan Sect that the secret realm was milder, at least they were thrown out with their heads upside down.

All sects outside have elders guarding them, and everyone who sees them being ejected from the secret realm hastily gathered around them. The elders looked at their disciples with pleasant expressions, "Can you gain something here this time?"

Not waiting for the fearful disciples to reply, there was a sudden exclamation, one after another, and everyone was shocked in place even after looking at the reputation.

The dark red vortex turned into a thousand-foot-long phoenix to carry people out. The red flames melted the clouds in the sky, and the long wings were wrapped with threads of poisonous mist, especially the wide long tail left a thick and colorful streak in the sky Pen, full of brilliance from the mountains down.The sharp-eyed man recognized the person on Luanniao's back, and was shocked: "Isn't that Lin Qiubai?"

"It's really him."

Thinking of whirlpool kicking them mercilessly, almost all of them staggered and fell out, but Lin Qiubai turned into a ostrich and carried him, naturally with an overwhelming momentum.

These people's eyes are hot: "Could it be that Lin Qiubai won some inheritance in the secret realm?"

Some people subconsciously went to Yu Chuci.

The two are brothers of the same school and they are almost bundled. Thanks to Yu Chuci himself, he is famous for stepping on Lin Qiubai in various senses. Now seeing Lin Qiubai, they subconsciously wonder how Yu Chuci is.

It happened that Yu Chuci woke up leisurely, when he heard Lin Qiubai riding out, but now he was unkempt with a scar on his face, but he wanted to find a crack in the ground and disappear in place.

He tried his best to cover himself up, trying to hide himself, but just after he was framed by Jiang Xichen, the disciples who came out one after another and the elders guarding outside all swarmed up, chattering and chatting about him:

"Why is Junior Brother Yu depressed?"

"Why does Junior Brother Yu always cover his face?"

"There are many dangers inside, but Junior Brother Yu is injured?"

As soon as this happened, everyone's eyes came together like a torch, and Yu Chuci became anxious for a while and fainted again.

Now he couldn't hide the scar on his face.

Although it was only exposed to the eyes of the public for a moment, and was later covered by Jiang Xichen, the monks had sharp eyes and saw all of them clearly, which immediately caused an uproar.

——Yu Chuci, the head of Dao Yanzong like the breeze and moon, has lost his appearance!

The chattering voices of the inner disciples came to an abrupt end. Faced with such a tragic scene, all the chicken cubs who had their throats choked fell silent.This time it was Elder Daoyanzong Huiji who was arranged to stay outside, and he was startled and changed his face unpreparedly: "This, what's going on?"

Jiang Xichen said sadly: "This matter is a long story, Junior Brother Yu's situation is not optimistic, let's go back to the sect and ask a doctor for repair."

Elder Hui Ji: "Leave quickly."

Inner disciple Zhong Yaoxiu took out a wooden stretcher from the storage bag, and everyone worked together to lift Yu Chuci onto it.

The stretcher was placed on Elder Huiji's flower boat.

The curiosity of the other sect disciples was aroused, and they all scratched their heads to know what kind of adventure Lin Qiubai had in the secret realm, and why Yu Chuci lost his appearance, but they failed to investigate successfully, and were led away by the elders.

The cultivators at the foot of the Black Red Mountain gradually dispersed, and most of the sects did not stay for long, bowing their hands to others and leaving with the younger generation.

Lin Qiubai withdrew his worried eyes and said in a low voice, "Let's go back too."

Han Linxiao took out the huge cloud boat again.

As expected, it attracted countless sighs and onlookers.

Since Lin Qiubai invited Xiao Guotang to sit up, almost all the female cultivators of Daoyan Sect got on the cloud boat, but Su Ai curiously asked Lin Qiubai after some distance, "Junior brother, just now that phoenix is ​​real." ?"

"No," Lin Qiubai shook his head.

He was also very unexpected, he didn't expect that the heaven and earth strange fire would be mischievous when he was about to leave the secret realm.

Su Ai didn't ask any more questions, but said with emotion: "In a few days, there will be rumors of you showing off again. Just now you didn't see Jiang Xichen's face, it was black and black. And the matter of Yu Chuci's disfigurement will probably be the same. It spreads all over the city.”

Lin Qiubai showed a worried expression at the right time, and Su Ai couldn't help but pinch his white, tender and soft cheeks, as if opening the door to a new world, amazed: "So soft!"

"What?" Xiao Guotang leaned over: "What's so soft?"

Su Ai: "It's nothing, what did Senior Sister Xiao chat with people just now?"

Xiao Guotang: "Tch, my little sisters are discussing that if the Miasma Cave is opened every [-] years after the merger of the secret realms, and it is opened for three days at a time, it can be regarded as a must-see holy place."

Su Ai/Lin Qiubai: "..."

Even if they are not interested in rumors and gossip, they do know that there is a mysterious small group in the cultivation world, with female cultivators from various sects as the backbone, aiming to visit various scenic spots. Explore and enrich your punching experience.

These mysterious small groups also speed up the spread of scandal and gossip.

When this was talking to them, the female cultivator turned her head and called out: "Xiao Guotang, everyone is still waiting for you to tell us about the interesting things in the altar."

Xiao Guotang immediately hurried over without stopping.

The cloud boat travels thousands of miles a day, and the noble soldiers are extremely fast.

After returning to Daoyanzong, the other inner disciples had to go back to the peak to report, while Lin Qiubai went back to his room and threw himself on the bed to catch up on sleep.

Yu Chuci, who had suffered an innocent disaster, received all kinds of attention and was carried into the Hongguang Palace by the stars. The real Hongyu pushed back half of his hair, and was shocked when he saw it, so he went to Xuesong Peak to invite the peak master himself.

Soon, the whole sect was alarmed.

There were wave after wave of disciples who came to visit and care about Qingting Peak, and even the suzerain and elders were present one after another.As the head disciple of Daoyan Sect, Yu Chuci's face also represents the face of the sect.

The window lattice of the cabinet of Hongguang Hall is half open, and the interior layout is simple and clean. There are a few clusters of green bamboos at the door, and a sapphire vase is placed on the table next to the window. There are long-bearded narcissus in the vase. Lying on the bed on his back, still in a coma.

That half of the face was thus exposed to the broad daylight, and the rotten scar expanded a little due to the spread of the poison.

Although they had prepared themselves psychologically, the elders were still shocked when they witnessed such a scene.

After the spiritual energy cut through the pulse, the peak master of Xuesong Peak fell silent.

Daoist Hongyu took the initiative to ask: "Can my disciple's face return to its original state?"

The rotten scar on Yu Chuci's face could not be healed due to the high toxicity, which is obvious to all, but removing the toxicity is not easy to do in a few words. First, it is necessary to find samples of grouper flower and prescribe the right medicine for research, but grouper flower is highly poisonous Xing Lingzhi didn't waste time picking it after the monk entered the secret realm.

The next time the secret realm opens may be a hundred years later, no one can afford to wait.

Let alone three or five years, Yu Chuci's people would be rotten.

Therefore, the master of Xuesongfeng said concisely: "Difficult."

Elder Pan Jue stared intently at Jiang Xichen: "Grouper flowers never take the initiative to attack people. I heard that you put the fire ants on Lin Qiubai, and the dark fire ants in the cave ran to Yu Chuci and hurt you instead." Junior brother, isn't it?"

Jiang Xichen's heart was pounding, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know who the elder heard about it, but this disciple has never done it."

"Besides, there is still magic energy in the bridge hole..."

He evaded it in twos and twos. Jiang Xichen was an outstanding figure among his peers in the sect, and he was sure that the elders would not send him away for something without evidence.

Sure enough, Elder Pan Jue stared at him for a while, then looked away.

The suzerain coughed lightly, and asked kindly with his hands behind his back: "The miasma ravine has swallowed up the secret realm of burning flames, is there such a thing?"

Jiang Xichen nodded: "It's true, the scene in the Qianqian Burning Flame Secret Realm has been assimilated by the miasma." He told everything that happened in the Ditan.

"The secret realm devours the secret realm, which is unheard of."

After sighing, the room fell into silence.

At this moment, Yu Chuci slowly woke up from a coma, and his eye sockets turned red when he saw Daoist Hongyu: "Master..."

The other elders sighed and left the inner room one by one.

Daoist Hongyu comforted him: "It doesn't matter, your face can definitely be healed, but the bond ceremony may have to be postponed..."

In the spacious and quiet inner room, Yu Chuci's choked and dry voice finally sounded: "Master, don't postpone the ceremony."

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