After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

"From what you mean, you don't want me to undo the spirit contract."

The rabbit in his hand moved, and he secretly rubbed its head with his fingertips, his phoenix eyes were still dark and cold, his gaze was like a hook.

The reason why he wants to break the spirit contract is that the spirit contract means to recognize the master, and the relationship between him and Lu Yao should be more pure. It is easy to affect the mood, and there are always many inconveniences.

Gu Shu took back the rattan, stared at the Taoist in front of him thoughtfully: "Do you really want to unlock the spirit contract?"

"Do you really think I can't come to this beast world?"

Su Wan raised her brows and felt the rabbit in her palm rub against her fingertips.

Hearing this, the young man stopped trying to break free from the tree vines, and his heart fell into the abyss for no reason: Master respects him... he really doesn't like the beast world.

Master Wan Shuling glanced at the little Ayao who was hanging his head, then stared at the young man with sharp and sharp features, stroked his long beard with a branch: "The easiest way to unravel the spirit deed is to One of the two parties in the contract will die, and your cultivation base is so high, the possibility of killing you is very small. The deity needs to keep Xiao Ayao, and will definitely not let you take his life, so there is only one way left ..."

It's all nonsense.

Su Wan's displeasure was hidden in Shuhe's eyes, and he glanced at the furry in his hand, sneaking a glance at him, and then rubbed his long ears against his palm.

"Spiritual beasts and humans take the initiative to form a contract. As long as both parties want to terminate the contract, they can use the method of contract transfer." Linggong Wanshu paused for a while, and then continued, "Contract transfer means that the contract owner transfers the spiritual contract in his hand to another party." One person, however, the deed of the spirit beast will still be connected with the next owner."

That is to say, he can transfer the spirit contract in his hand to others, but Ayao will form a contract with that person because of this. Simply put, it means changing the owner of the spirit beast.

"It's easy. I'll find a dying person to transfer the contract. When he dies, Ah Yao's spiritual contract will be released automatically."

"Absolutely not!"

Mr. Wan Shuling hastily interrupted his thoughts.

"Why not?"

Su Wan pursed her thin lips, waiting for it to make up with a half-smile.

"Spiritual beasts recognize their masters. If they are strong, they will be strong, and if they are weak, they will be weak. Even though Xiao Ayao is not an ordinary spirit beast, he is strong enough in itself, but let him merge with a dying person, and the short-lived patriarch will spontaneously absorb him. The aura of life continued, but caused his cultivation base to be greatly reduced, and there are all villains who captured him, how do you let him live?"

These words made some sense, and he couldn't help but glance at Lu Yao. At this moment, this guy's face was ashen, and his red-gold pupils were suddenly covered with black blue, as if the sun was covered by dark clouds, and it was about to rain heavily.

Realizing that he was looking over, his eyes trembled, and the corner of his mouth forced an ugly arc, his whole body was like withered gray wood, and his voice was heavy: "Ah Yao listens to Master."

Su Wan turned away expressionlessly: "Is there no other way?"

"Only these two can be solved."

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After the rain stopped, it finally ushered in a few cloudy days.

Chi Shuifeng's disciples were doing morning classes in front of the main pavilion as usual, but the people who were pacing back and forth by the desk had changed from He Jing with a goatee to Yun Xingyou with his head stuck in a book.

Elder Yun's hands were not idle either. He held the ruler in his right hand and the book in his left. When he was reading seriously, his spiritual sense sensed something, and then he looked up to the south: "Master?"

The sound was heard, and the kneeling disciples stood up and saluted: "I have met the master!"

A paper book first flew from the sky and landed in Yun Xingyou's hands. Then, a man wearing a white jade bunted crown, wearing a snow-grey crane-pattern cloud satin gown, and a narrow-edged dragon-pattern brocade belt tied around his waist Yun Erzhi, his usually emotionless expression somehow showed a wave of turmoil: "Is this approved by Elder Yun?"

Yun Xingyou flipped through the paper book, looked at it, and nodded: "That's right, it coincides with the day when the new disciple returns home, and the disciples in the Zhexuan Hall also entered the Taoist sect not long ago, so I approved this decree and allowed him to return to his hometown." Visiting relatives, the Sect Leader asked about this matter today, but what's wrong?"

The person standing in the wind glanced at the paper book in his hand: "It's nothing."

Seeing the double petals of roses disappearing into the clouds, Yun Xingyou looked at the paper book in his hand again, and suddenly remembered that the last time Hexuan came to Shensitang, he also left in such a hurry after a glance, he always felt a little strange , but it's hard to tell where the blame is.

Xuehui's figure walked across the mountains, riding the wind at an extremely fast speed, and in just a split second, he arrived at the Yanxi Peak at the end of Fuyu Mountain.

The main hall with white walls and blue tiles came into view. When the doorman was sweeping the floor, there was a "rustling" sound of the broom rubbing against the ground.

Bai Ying broke in from the outside, without waiting for the doorman to salute, his cold eyes swept across the hall first, but he couldn't find the familiar face, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, a pair of beautiful eyes added a little too much anger, Then he walked out with unsteady steps, and the next moment he was hidden among the peaks like a snow crane taking off with fluttering wings.

Compared with Yanyan Peak, Shuowei Peak is much more lively. Four or five disciples wearing indigo silver fine-striped shirts are practicing swords on the stage. The collision of sword blades sparked two or three sparks.

Changshu drew out her long sword, swung the blade of her right hand and chopped it on the stake, and was about to withdraw her hand when the silver bell tied around her waist suddenly shook.

She felt baffled, and after pulling off the bell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, which frightened her, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground.

"Master!"

The disciples on the stage were distracted by Bai Ying, and stopped practicing swords.

"Master, Master?"

Changshu was even more surprised. The sound transmission bell is usually used for tracking, but she is staying in the Taoist gate now, and Master still uses the sound transmission bell to find her.

Xu Qingyi just stared at the bell in her hand, unexpectedly said: "In your hand?"

"This sound transmission bell was given to the disciple by the master, so it is naturally in the hands of the disciple."

The bell was originally emitting a silver light, but at this moment it gradually returned to its original state.

She rubbed the pinnae of her ears in puzzlement, and when she regained her composure, she remembered that she had been taken away by the silk-gold beast, and the silver bell was also taken by them. Later... Fifth Master took the silk-gold beast, so the silver bell fell In the hands of Uncle Wu.

Could it be that since then, her master thought that the sound transmission bell was always in the hands of Fifth Master Uncle?

But when she went to look for Uncle Fifth on the day of the Lantern Festival, Uncle Fifth returned the voice transmission bell to her.

Changshu wanted to explain, but the person in front of her was gone.

Picking up the sword on the ground, she thought: Why did the master use the sound transmission to find the fifth uncle? Could it be that... the fifth uncle left the Tao again? !But he is still injured, where can he go?

The hilt of the sword was firmly grasped, and Changshu looked into the distance with a worried face, temporarily losing her mind to practice swords.

【I asked you to kill that beast, but you refused to do so. Now that he has gone with him, you don't want to see that man again. 】

Ever since he learned that that person had left Nanhua Road, the voice had been muttering in his heart and never stopped.

Where did it go?

The original depression and anger were replaced by dazed self-consciousness, Xu Qingyi's vision was erratic in the mountains and forests, and he suddenly lost his way.

Where did it go?

He walked towards the mountain gate uncontrollably, but reason stopped him at the moment of leaving the mountain gate: as the head of Nanhua Dao, he must not leave the Taoist gate easily.

【He won't come back. 】

said the voice again.

Stopping in front of the mountain gate for a moment, he looked forward for a long time, feeling empty in his heart, as if a deep hole had been stabbed in his chest for no reason.

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After nightfall, only natural light can be seen in the forest, weak and bleak, reflecting the twisted old trees and dead vines, the atmosphere is really scary.

There was faint green fluorescent light floating on the old tree, which also illuminated the young man beside him.

"Little Ayao, spirit beasts form a pact with humans, and the ones who are injured will eventually be beasts," Wanshu Linggong said slowly. Hunting and killing, although the owner you recognize is indeed a powerful character who can help you increase your spiritual power, but..."

"Master is very good, but I am not good,"

Lu Yao sat leaning against the tree trunk, looking small against the backdrop of the huge ancient wood, "As long as Master can release the contract, I don't care who the contract transferer is."

Master Wan Shuling saw that there seemed to be an indelible haze around him, and was about to comfort him, when the branches and leaves trembled suddenly, and a beast roar came from the east side, and all the vines stretched eastward immediately.

"Someone broke in again?"

The young man turned into a white tiger and ran towards the east with a "swoosh".

Hundreds of short arrows tied with fire flew in from the miasma and landed in the forest, causing all the vegetation to be burned by the fire. The fire became more intense and black smoke billowed.

The beast engulfed by the fire wailed endlessly, rolled over on the grass, bloody and bloody, emitting bursts of pungent burnt smell.

The Taoists came in menacingly, and they used magic tools to screen out the miasma. When they saw the beasts in the forest, their eyes were shining, and they held the animal traps and the beast nails, and launched a siege to the beasts.

The Taoists came prepared and had plenty of ways to deal with the wild beast. The sharp hook hooked into the back of a short-tailed deer in an instant. The hook pulled back, dragging the boka into the net.

The one-horned fire ox didn't care about the nails driven into the bone, and rushed to rescue the deer. The compass at the top of the array net shone, and it sucked it straight into the cage.

It hurriedly pawed at the soil with its hooves, but no matter how hard it tried, its body still couldn't resist the suction behind it, leaving a deep dragging mark on the grass.

"small fire!"

The white tiger jumped into the air from the fire, immediately attracting the attention of all Taoists:

"Snow Cloud Soul Tiger?!"

"Didn't the people from Junshanmen say that Xueyun's soul tiger was beheaded by Daoist Zhexuan? Why is there another one?"

"Never mind him, if we catch it, it's ours!"

"Don't worry about those low-grade spirit beasts, come and catch this Xueyun soul tiger for me!"

All the Taoists took back the released animal traps, and all surrounded the white tiger standing in the pool of blood.

The white tiger's golden eyes flashed ferociously, its animal spirit dispersed, and it raised its sharp claws to attack a villain. Fall from high altitude.

A large number of Taoists came to help through the miasma, some people clapped their hands, and several controlled iron-skinned sand beasts appeared from the miasma, and started to bite the white tiger.

Seeing that they are of the same clan, the white tiger couldn't bear it, he really didn't want to kill each other, when he attacked, he didn't lay down his hands, but was forced back step by step.

Seeing the opportunity, the Taoists spread out from all directions, throwing the beast nails in their hands one after another, trying to take it down in one fell swoop.

Feeling bad, the white tiger leaped to avoid it, bit the Sharon Beast's neck and shoulders hard, and threw it away. The rest rushed towards it and bit its back.

However, an extremely bright fire mark appeared on its forehead, and the light caused the surrounding Shalu beasts to scream and flee in all directions.

The Taoists froze for a few seconds, and hurriedly flung the magic weapon in their hands, they must catch it!

The fire burning in the forest stopped spreading, as if it had life, it even broke away from the trees used as fuel, and rushed towards the Taoists like crazy.

The human's screams were louder than the beast's, Su Wan turned his face to the side and coughed lowly, and then walked out from the firelight, the red gold dyed his fair skin, highlighting the two dark eye holes The place is full of deep black mist surging, gray and red embers are floating around his crow-green clothes, it seems that he is the source of the fire.

"Ayao, come to me."

Standing on the blood-stained ground, he glanced at the bewildered little tiger. He spoke slowly and lazily, with an inherent calmness and indifference.

The ferocity in the little tiger's eyes completely faded away, and he ran towards him obediently like a nightmare.

The Taoist priests all over the ground were tormented by the fire, all of them were ashamed, and some of them asked uncertainly: "Is that... Daoist Zhexuan?"

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感谢在2022-08-0800:40:19-2022-08-0915:34:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece of turbid wine and a smile from the sea;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5730504410 bottles; 1 bottle of Takizawa and turbid wine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!