Master collapsed after rebirth

Taking a few steps back again and again, Ling Feiyu gritted his teeth, his eyes cracked.

In front, the strong purple-black light gradually weakened. In the light, Shen Yuetian and Lu Fengnan stood side by side. Shen Yuetian raised his left hand and used magic to control the five fragments of the Yin Yin Butterfly. These five fragments did not really fit together, but Lu Fengnan held the Qinghan sword in his right hand, his gray pupils were as bright and calm as ever, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, his expression remained unchanged.

"How is it possible..." Ling Feiyu gasped, dumbfounded.

The monks from the other hundred families of the Immortal Sect stared wide-eyed, unable to digest what had just happened for a while.

"Master Ling..." Shen Yuetian smiled, and the smile gave Ling Feiyu a strong sense of oppression, "Are you surprised that my master can also control the Qinghan Sword, or are you surprised that I didn't take the five pieces of Charm Yindie at all?" Fragments merged into one?"

Ling Feiyu bit her lower lip, glaring at Shen Yuetian with strong hatred in her eyes.

"I can not understand what you say."

Knowing that Ling Feiyu would definitely not admit it, Shen Yuetian shrugged, "Master Ling, the man in black who attacked my master that day in the forest of Cang Hai Yue Xin Sect was you, right?"

"..." Ling Feiyu frowned and remained silent.

"First you released those extremely high-cultivation corpses that you met on Qingcang Mountain to besiege my master, and then you dressed up as a man in black to sneak attack my master, and let the master stand in front of me. The seven evil spirits seize the soul."

"Seven evil spirits seize the soul?!" Zhao Lu and Jiang Li changed their faces after hearing the words.

Shen Yuetian looked at the monks from the Hundred Families of Xianmen, and most of them showed expressions of horror.

"Even if you don't know how to use the seven evil spirits to seize the soul, you should have heard that the seven evil spirits seize the soul is a high-level magic technique in the magic way. Among the seven evil spirits, the soul will be scattered within seven days. Even if I suppress it with magic power, it will only To solve the urgent need of the moment, it can be suppressed for a while, but not for a lifetime."

Saying that, Shen Yuetian looked at Ling Feiyu again, "You know very well that once the seven evil spirits capture my master's soul, in order to save him, I will definitely gather all the fragments of the Meiyin butterfly... Just like just now, you thought that the Meiyin butterfly The Yin butterflies merged into one, so the other monks were afraid and hid back, only you rushed up to grab it immediately."

"I was just afraid that you would use the Charming Yin Butterfly to cause harm to the common people, so I rushed over regardless of my own safety." Ling Feiyu denied Shen Yuetian's accusation, and calmly argued: "Shen Yuetian, when you are about to die, you still want to pull me as a backup What? I won't follow your way."

"I pull you as a backstop?" Shen Yuetian couldn't help rolling her eyes, "You think too highly of yourself, don't you? If I, Shen Yuetian, want to pull someone back, I can't just pull you..."

As he spoke, he raised his chin and pointed to the hundreds of families of immortals in front of him, "All of you have to be buried with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the expressions of all the cultivators of the Immortal Sect changed in unison, and they took his words seriously.

"I'm just joking, don't be so scared!" Shen Yuetian looked helpless.

"Shen Yuetian, what on earth do you mean?!"

"Don't think that we will believe you if you pour dirty water on Master Ling."

All the monks of the Immortal Sect started talking one after another.

"Did I splash him with dirty water? You just need to recall what he said just now, don't you know?"

After Shen Yuetian finished speaking, she couldn't help sighing when she saw all the monks looking at me and I looking at you, looking confused.

"I didn't expect you to lose your memory at such a young age! That's what he said just now. He said that I was just under the banner of saving my master. The real purpose is to merge the Meiyin butterflies into one and replace 16 The demon king Gui Ye, who died years ago with more than enough guilt to avenge."

"That's right!" Ling Feiyu said forcefully, "What's wrong with what I said?"

Shen Yuetian smiled, "Master Ling, since you found me, have I ever said something like I want to use the Charming Yin Butterfly to save my master?"

"What?!" Ling Feiyu turned pale with shock.

The monks of the Hundred Families of the Immortal Gate also reacted to Shen Yuetian's reminder.

Although Shen Yuetian hugged the unconscious Lu Fengnan all the time, Shen Yuetian never said that he would use the Charming Yin Butterfly to save Lu Fengnan.

"Just now, my uncle and uncle also realized that my master had been enchanted after hearing me mention Qisha's soul capture, but you...Master Ling, why did you judge from the beginning that I wanted to complete the charm?" Is Yindie trying to save my master?"

"I……"

"Because you know better than anyone present why my master is unconscious... He was hypnotized by me, and the reason I hypnotized him was that he was hit by your Seven Evil Souls and needed rest. At the same time, I also You can sneak into Wushan Tianmen, Yougu Su Clan and Canghai Yuexinzong while he is drowsy to snatch the remaining fragments of the Charming Yin Butterfly, as you wish."

"..."

"Only me, who possesses the bloodline of Demon Lord Suiye, can break the seal of Charm Yin Butterfly and combine them into one. But you have been secretly following my movements, forcing me step by step to take the fragments of Charm Yin Butterfly. It is at the right time, such as just now, to snatch the complete Charming Yin Butterfly from me in one fell swoop."

After hearing Shen Yuetian's words, all the monks of the Immortal Sect gradually began to stay away from Ling Feiyu.

Only the disciples of the Xianquan Sect were still on Ling Feiyu's side.

"You spitting blood!" Xu Shu yelled at Shen Yuetian at the top of his voice: "How could my master do such a thing, and besides, the seven evil spirits seizing the soul is a sorcery of the devil way, and my master, the majestic master of the immortal family, would not do that at all. !"

"He really can't?" Shen Yuetian narrowed his red pupils slightly, and Xu Shu lost all confidence in his determined eyes for a moment.

"I heard from my master that 16 years ago, before the Great War of Immortals and Demons, Head Ling was just a handyman in the Xianquan School, named Zhong Rui, because at that time you had not been accepted by the Ling Xiao, head of Xianquan School, adopted him."

Listening to Shen Yuetian talking about her past, Ling Feiyu's face turned cold inch by inch, and her eyes were full of murderous intent when she was looking at Shen Yuetian.

"You wholeheartedly want to worship under the Xianquan sect to cultivate immortality, but you were tested as a fake spiritual root, so you can only do odd jobs, is there such a thing?"

"..."

Shen Yuetian asked Ling Feiyu deliberately with interrogative sentences, which left Ling Feiyu speechless.

Some monks who were young and late in the Xianmen Hundred Family immediately whispered to each other when they heard Shen Yuetian's words.

"Why is the head of the Xianquan sect actually a pseudo-spiritual root?"

"No way? Isn't the pseudo-spiritual root unable to cultivate immortals at all? Since he can't cultivate, how did he become the head of the sect?"

Gossip got into Ling Feiyu's ears, Ling Feiyu frowned, and said in a low voice, "Shen Yuetian, what are you trying to say? I used to be a fake spiritual root, but so what?"

Shen Yuetian knew that Ling Feiyu had to admit it.

Because since Lu Fengnan knew that Ling Feiyu 16 years ago was a fake spiritual root, it meant that Xiao Mohan, Yin Bailuo, Su Zishan and the others must also know about it.

So even if Ling Feiyu wanted to deny it, she couldn't do it.

"My adoptive father, Ling Xiao, the previous head of the Immortal Spring Sect, personally guided me in cultivation, found a new spiritual root for me through untold hardships, implanted it in my body, and gave me the qualification to cultivate immortality..."

"No!"

Before Ling Feiyu finished speaking, Shen Yuetian denied it outright.

"Transplanting spiritual roots is something that no one can do in the history of cultivating immortals. Your adoptive father Ling Xiao is actually far inferior to the suzerains of the other four sects, so it is even more impossible for him to implant new spiritual roots for you."

"Hmph!" Ling Feiyu sneered disdainfully, "What you said is just your guesswork. In fact, I do have a new spiritual root. Otherwise, how can I cultivate immortality with a fake spiritual root?"

Asked by Ling Feiyu, Shen Yuetian shrugged and replied calmly: "Of course you can, because you are not cultivating a fairy, but a demon."

As soon as Shen Yuetian said this, all the monks of the Immortal Sect looked at Ling Feiyu with horrified eyes.

But Ling Feiyu looked calm, "You say I'm a demon cultivator? You're joking!"

"Of course it's not a joke." Shen Yuetian shook her head, "I'm telling the truth...you are a demon cultivator, and the reason why you can pretend to be an ordinary monk is because you used the panacea left by my mother, Shen Qingqing."

After swiping, Ling Feiyu's face changed suddenly.

"How is it? Did I hit the mark?" Shen Yuetian said while looking at Xiao Mohan, "Sect Master Xiao, although my mother studied under the Yunshui Sect, she is your cousin after all, so she is from the Yuexin Sect... Back then, my mother could be said to be an alchemy prodigy in the world of cultivating immortals, and she had many unique alchemy recipes, including the seven-color magic light pill that I showed you at the Demon Hunting Fair."

Looking at Shen Yuetian, Xiao Mohan remained silent.

"Sect Master Xiao, do you still remember? There is a kind of panacea that only my mother can make. It's called Zhu Ling Pill."

Xiao Mohan frowned, and replied: "I remember."

"The prescription of the Infusion Pill has been lost for a long time, even I don't know how to make it, but once it is successfully refined, as long as it is taken at regular intervals, it can change the monk's aura, hide the breath of the demon cultivator, and achieve the effect of confusing the real one."

"It's easy for you to say, since Shen Qingqing's alchemy formula has long been lost, why do you think I can make it?" Ling Feiyu asked Shen Yuetian sternly.

"Because only the Spirit Infusion Pill can allow you, as a demon cultivator, to stand here aboveboard, as the head of the Xianquan sect." Shen Yuetian said firmly.

This made Ling Feiyu laugh, "Shen Yuetian, after all, you just assumed that I am a demon cultivator, but in fact, you have no evidence to prove that I am a demon cultivator."

"What if I have it?" Shen Yuetian smiled brightly, revealing two small pointed canine teeth.

"What?" Ling Feiyu lowered his eyes, showing a look of vigilance.

At this time, Xu Shu yelled again, speaking for the head of the family, "Shen Yuetian, it's useless even if you procrastinate here to mess around and spout blood. My master is not a demon cultivator, and you have no evidence at all."

"Blood……"

At this time, Lu Fengnan, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth, and pointed his sharp Qinghan sword at the ground.

All the monks of the Immortal Sect lowered their heads unanimously, looking at what Lu Fengnan was pointing at.

Ling Feiyu also lowered his eyes and looked down, seeing his severed right hand.

From the cross section of the right hand flowed gurgling blood, the color of the blood was purple-black.