Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gu Qinghan squinted and said: "Whether you are talking nonsense, you will know after reading it."

Shen Feibai said earnestly: "Qinghan, why are you messing around with your apprentice? The former head of the sect was so loyal to Yuntian all his life, how could it be possible that 60 years after his death, he suddenly became a disaster inside the sect."

His voice changed a little, he was very annoyed, he was full of disapproval and asked Xingshi: "I think it's just because your apprentice has delusions, just put up with it and say something else, how can you let him slander my father-in-law Yue?" reputation!"

"Since that's the case, you can ask for more blessings."

Gong Zhengyu smiled coldly, shrugged nonchalantly, and pulled Gu Qinghan to leave.

"and many more!"

"lady!"

The woman stopped them, and Shen Feibai lowered his voice dissatisfied to remind him.

The island owner's wife glanced at her husband hesitantly. Out of the corner of her eye, she touched her daughter on the couch. She felt that the sky was about to collapse, and her arrogant attitude collapsed instantly. She was just an ordinary mother. In the face of her daughter's life, I can't care about anything.

He smacked his lips twice, but still begged earnestly: "I'll take you there, I'll take you there..."

"lady!"

"Come with me, I'll take you through..."

"Murong Xiaxuan!" Shen Feibai became anxious for a while, violently squeezed Murong Xiaxuan's upper arm, and pulled her back vigorously, his eyes were red: "You are fascinated by the nightmare, how can you let outsiders enter your father's house?" The opening of the mausoleum will prevent him from resting in peace!"

"Let me go! I want to save my daughter!"

"She's not dead yet!" Shen Feibai frowned and sternly said, "Your father is kind to me, and betrothed you to me, and even entrusted me to take care of the entire Shaogu sect and the entire Penglai sect. No matter what, I will not let anyone disturb his rest today!"

Shen Feibai's attitude was resolute, Gong Zhengyu glanced at this person indifferently, and laughed in his heart.

The hostility condensed from the mention of paranoia just now gradually dissipated, and the theatergoers folded their chests and said briskly: "There is no need to open the coffin, just take a look outside the mausoleum."

With Gu Qinghan's cultivation base, he should be able to detect whether something is wrong inside the mausoleum.

Even if you can't see it, it's really impossible. He still has forbidden techniques here, using blood as a sacrifice, and the blood of the Demon Lord is enough to make the Nightmare crawl out of the ground.

The more you hide it, the weirder it becomes.

Gong Zhengyu recalled that night when he asked if he had done any heinous things, but he didn't realize it at the time. Looking back now, his attitude towards it was indeed a bit weird.

Originally intended to be passed on to Murong Xiaxuan as the head of the sect, it was suddenly passed on to him...

Gee.

How could he be considered a good person if he secretly ate something that gave birth to an illegitimate daughter.

Gong Zhengyu blinked his eyes and looked at Gu Qinghan, with the corners of his mouth raised, showing him a bright smile.

Murong Xiaxuan agreed without hesitation, but Shen Feibai still wanted to stop, Murong Xiaxuan pushed the man away, and walked out quickly with tears in her eyes: "Follow me, I'll just take you there."

"lady!"

Gong Zhengyu stopped him with a smile: "What are you in such a hurry for, or are you saying that your father-in-law's body was really used by you to do bad things?"

"Nonsense!" The corners of Shen Fei's mouth twitched in anger, "You'd better save Gong'er, otherwise, with your few words, even if it's to disrespect your master, I will punish you for being disrespectful." Senior, the crime of spreading rumors!"

"Okay." Gong Zhengyu said indifferently.

Shen Fei was furious, as if he had punched cotton wool, and glared at him, "Follow me!"

Shen Feibai caught up with Murong Xiaxuan, and the two led the way, flying towards a relatively low hill behind the continuous mountain range.

Gu Qinghan led Gong Zhengyu to follow closely behind, skimming over the mountains below the high altitude, and landing on the top of the hill.

Leaving the magnificent and magnificent palace here, it is so secluded that even the rustling of the leaves being blown by the wind can be heard, and the needle drop can be heard, and the feet step on the dead branches and leaves, making a crisp "click" sound, stirring A person's nerves.

The crow cried, awakening the sleeping birds, and flew away from the branch.

Not far away, covered by leaves and bushes, a raised stone tablet and a grave made of bricks could be vaguely seen. Murong Xiaxuan urgently beckoned to Gong Zhengyu, "This is it."

Gu Qinghan pinched a tactic, dispersed his consciousness, and after half a stick of incense, looked at Gong Zhengyu with a solemn expression, and shook his head unobtrusively.

"What did I say! Qinghan, your disciple is really outspoken and lacks discipline!" Shen Fei was aggressive.

Murong Xiaxuan's heart was shaken, her brows furrowed and she began to cry, she glanced at the two complainingly.

Gu Qinghan frowned slowly, his face was extremely cold, he moved his lips, and was about to speak when someone pulled his hand, Gong Zhengyu stepped in front of him and blocked the man behind him, the corners of his lips curled into a twitch A cold arc.

So what if there is no cultivation base.

He is the born emperor of the Three Realms, and he has a lot of ways to make the Nightmare appear.

Anything on the dark side can't escape his jurisdiction in the end.

Gong Zhengyu took Ling Shuangjian from the man's hand, his eyes were faintly red, and a hint of predation flashed between his brows, he raised his hand and slashed vertically on his arm.

puff!

The meridians were cut off expressionlessly, and the blood in the veins spurted out fiercely, splashing the young man's face, and his already sinister appearance became even more coquettish and magnificent.

The movement was so fast that even Gu Qinghan couldn't stop it in time, the man's eyebrows twitched, he pulled Ling Shuang back, and vigorously pinched Gong Zhengyu's upper arm to prevent excessive blood loss.

But the blood was still dripping on the mud along the slender and slender fingers, seeping into the ground, dyeing the mud at the feet bright red, weird and gorgeous.

The red robe almost blended into the night. Gong Zhengyu was like a demon walking out of the night. His white teeth were exposed from the gap between his raised lips. In one word: "Get up."

Shen Feibai's pupils shrunk into a small spot, and his chest heaved violently as he looked at him. His cultivation in the Hollow Realm was enough to allow him to see things at night. Dots automatically close together.

!!!

How is this possible!

boom--

The grave bag of the mausoleum trembled suddenly, as if it had collapsed from the inside.

Gong Zhengyu's arm was back to normal, only the splashed blood remained, proving that he had indeed cut his wrist with the Lingshuang sword just now.

Gu Qinghan couldn't calm down the complicated emotions in his heart. What he saw with his own eyes was completely different from what others said. He lowered his eyes, shocked, distressed and unhappy... Various emotions were mixed together, and he let out a deep breath.

The surrounding scenery suddenly retreated extremely, and the four of them fell into a white mist. Gong Zhengyu knew at a glance that they were forcibly dragged into a nightmare, and quickly grabbed Gu Qinghan so as not to be separated from him.

"Ahhh!"

After the man screamed in pain, the white mist gradually dissipated, and they returned to the first main mountain of the Shaogu sect. In front of them was a quiet valley, Pixintan was still quiet, and the voice came from the hut.

Shen Feibai was nowhere to be seen, Murong Xiaxuan felt cold all over, Wan Tong's neck was pinched from behind, unable to move.

"Ahh! Ahh!!!"

With another scream, Gong Zhengyu and Gu Qinghan stepped forward and kicked open the door of the hut.

There is a huge glazed mirror in the middle of the room. Inside the mirror is a gray-white Taoist robe, but a steady man in his early thirties with his hands and feet handcuffed. His clothes are tattered and covered with signs of whipping. Outside the mirror, Shen Feibai took the place of the man, his hands and feet were bound by black iron chains, and there was a bright red welt on his face.

Murong Xiaxuan's eyes were shocked, and she rushed forward: "Fei Bai!"

When she saw the scene in the mirror, she was so dazed that she couldn't even think about crying, and she sat on the ground weakly, the fine lines at the end of her eyes were slightly revealed due to sobbing and trembling, she suddenly met the man's eyes, and murmured He called out: "Father..."

Gong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, Shen Feibai looked to be in his early forties and had a beard, unexpectedly his father-in-law was very young.

After cultivating to the golden core stage, a monk can delay aging, and when he reaches the spiritual transformation, his appearance will no longer age with age. Those who can cultivate to the spiritual transformation at such an age are outstanding talents, one in a million.

"...What, what's going on here?" Murong Xiaxuan was at a loss and froze in place.

How could her father be tied up here, and how could Fei Bai be tied up here?

"Father-in-law."

In the mirror, there was a dull voice of a young man. Shen Feibai, who was 20 years younger, had a good appearance, with a coldness between his brows and eyes, and slowly appeared in the mirror.

At the same time, with a stiff "Penglai Island Master", a black mist suddenly floated out of the bamboo house corresponding to the mirror, and turned into a calm and serious handsome man in his thirties, who was the same as the young man in the mirror. Shen Feibai moved in unison, pacing and approaching.

Murong Xiaxuan was completely dizzy, she didn't know which side to look at: "Father... Fei Bai..."

"Madam! Madam, save me! Qinghan! Save me!" Shen Fei's white eyes outside the mirror rolled wildly, causing the sound of tinkling black iron chains colliding with each other.

Gong Zhengyu held grudges very much, and said angrily, "Save you? If he doesn't arrest me or your wife, why should he arrest you?"

"You!" Shen Feibai's face was pale, but as Murong Bai approached, his pupils widened and his whole body was trembling, he said stiffly: "Maybe you used blood to lure it here to frame me on purpose!"

He had seen it just now, this person was so evil, and his wound healed in an instant, he might be some kind of monster.

"In the past, everything in the Shaogu Sect was fine. Since you came, strange things have happened one after another. Just who are you?"

"Heh~" Gong Zhengyu snorted with a smile, "You ask me? You just heard that I have delusional disorder, and you haven't heard what I imagined?"

"you!"

"That's right." Gong Zhengyu raised his chin, cast a condescending glance at the man, and shook his head: "This deity is here to retrieve the original demonic energy that has been sealed by heaven for thousands of years."