Dedicated every day to make Master go crazy

After seeing Qingli in the back mountain, Wangxiang somehow felt a sense of fear towards Qingli.

Especially when she heard those past events at Qingli's uncle Shen Qianxue before.

Wang Xiang really felt that if she was the one who encountered those things back then, the degree of her obsession would definitely be worse than that of Qing Li now.

Being hurt and betrayed by a loved one can definitely make anyone start to be hostile to the world.

Thinking about it this way, it is not unreasonable for Qingli to become so cold-blooded and ruthless now.

Therefore, when Wangxiang was called away by Qingli the next day, his whole body trembled like a little quail, for fear that Qingli would be killed by waving his hand if he offended Qingli.

The degree of fear was actually worse than when they first met.

Wang Xiang leaned obediently, only sat on a corner of the chair, and carefully looked at Qing Li: "Gu, Gu Master, why did you come to me...?"

Wangxiang was very afraid, but Qingli seemed to be fine.

The man was still wearing the luxurious robe he used to wear, and the color was still the familiar bright red. Compared with the one a few days ago, the style and pattern had changed a bit, so it was obvious that it was not the same one.

It's been some time since Wangxiang came to Qingli, but he has never seen Qingli wearing clothes of other colors.

Qingli seems to have a bunch of bright red shirts of different styles, and this color really suits him very well.

Although everyone in the cultivation world gritted their teeth and called Qing Li a "bloodthirsty devil", but at the same time, no one questioned his radiant appearance.

The bright red really sets off Qingli's appearance to the extreme.

As soon as he appears, no matter where and under what circumstances, he can be noticed at the first sight.

It's like a drop of cinnabar suddenly dripping on the rice paper, or like a drop of blood suddenly appearing in the water, which makes it impossible to ignore.

Wangxiang had always felt this way before.

She felt that Qingli was really suitable for red, and she should always be dressed in red like this.

But now... She doesn't feel that way.

Wangxiang thought of the painting she saw in Dingtianzong.

In the painting is a green hedge 700 years ago.

Qingli, the owner of Huangquan Valley, whose wrists are now as high as the sky, was just a young boy who had not yet graduated from the school at that time.

At that time, his cultivation base was not as good as it is now, his reputation was not as good as it is now, and his aura was far from being comparable to the current Qingli who "can disturb people's souls in a blink of an eye".

But Qingli at that time had the brightest and gentlest eyes in the world.

That painting is said to be drawn by Mu Qianya herself, and the style of painting is really gentle and delicate.

Drawing one stroke at a time, the man recorded the look in Qingli's eyes on the paper one by one with the earnest and cautious attitude of recording cultivation secrets.

In the painting, Qingli is wearing a simple and unadorned dress, the color of which is washed whitish blue.

Qingli in the painting seems to be still young, and should be just an adult.

He seemed to be injured a little bit, and he was clutching his blood-stained shoulder. Perhaps because of blood loss, he looked a little tired, and was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall behind him.

This place seems to be a dark alley, the light and shadow in the painting are flickering, looking at the shadows in the painting, there seems to be a person standing in front of Qingli.

Qing Li in the painting is raising her eyes, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was obviously night, in such a gloomy alley, but when Qingli raised his eyes, it made people feel that the whole scene was lit up instantly.

This is the first meeting between Qingli and Mu Qianya in the small world.

At that time, Qingli, as the only son of the Qing family, was being chased and killed by everyone in the small world. She was desperate and hid in this alley, but happened to meet Mu Qianya who came to work in the small world.

It was Mu Qianya who saved Qingli from the pursuit of everyone.

So it's no wonder that later Qingli was so attached to his master—for Qingli, Mu Qianya was not only his teacher who taught him spells, but also his savior who gave him everything.

Before seeing that painting, Wang Xiang always felt that red was the most suitable color for Qingli.

There is no other color that can bring out the elegance of the hedge more than this color.

But after seeing this painting, Wang Xiang suddenly felt in a trance that blue also suits him very well.

The same ordinary people are unattainable, just... different elegance.

Qingli in the past had clean and gentle eyebrows and eyes like a bright moon and a breeze.

Only the clearest blue can match him.

Wang Xiang was a little absorbed in his thoughts, and seemed to hear something Qing Li said in a trance.

"What?" Wangxiang raised his head in a daze, looked at Qingli, and then suddenly woke up after meeting Qingli's eyes, and the nun immediately sat up straight, "Master Gu, what did you just say?"

"I said that if Wangxiang has almost rested, he can prepare to enter the next world." Qingli looked up at Wangxiang, "But I'm more curious now, what was Wangxiang thinking just now?"

Wangxiang was silent for a few seconds, then swallowed.

She didn't want to tell Qingli what was in her heart, she just wanted to find a reason to prevaricate it.

But under Qingli's eyes, she really didn't dare to lie, so she hesitated for a moment, then stammered and said: "It was when I went to the mortal world, I heard some rumors about Dingtianzong... ..."

Hearing this, Qingli raised her eyes and looked at Wangxiang again, but that look seemed to be clearly telling Wangxiang to "continue".

So Wangxiang swallowed his saliva and continued: "I, I heard that Mu Qianya, the peak master of Ding Tianzong's sword holding peak... seems to have become seriously insane recently, and the peak masters of the other five peaks of Ding Tianzong are trying to find a way wanted to save him."

As Wang Xiang spoke, he glanced at Qing Li more and more cautiously.

In fact, before she said these words, Wang Xiang was not hesitant and afraid, she was really worried that Qingli would find out that she was actually found by Ding Tianzong.

She couldn't even imagine how Qingli would treat her and Shenyimen at that time.

But it was because of this fear that Wang Xiang wanted to test more and more, whether Qing Li had noticed it or not.

Only then did I say such a sentence.

Wangxiang was in a disturbed mood, but Qingli's expression was normal.

After hearing this sentence, the man didn't even move his expression, he just raised his right eyebrow and said, "Oh?"

Wang Xiang really couldn't figure out what he meant from the word "Oh?", so he asked in a more cautious tone: "Then, according to Gu Zhu's guess, what method will they use?"

As he spoke, he stared at Qingli firmly.

Qingli smiled.

The man stretched out his hand to pick up the empty tea bowl in front of him, rubbed it between his fingers, and said, "These are the only ways to treat a maniac. The first method is to use a secret method to guide the devilish energy from the maniac to other cultivators. Go to the meridians. Of course, this is a forbidden technique. After all, when the devilish energy enters the body, any monk will inevitably end up in a state of madness. Dingtianzong is a decent family, so he would never do this. The second method is to let Those who have possessed demons will get their wishes fulfilled, once the demons in their minds are eliminated, the demon energy will disappear by itself."

"Speaking of it," Qingli said, smiling at Wangxiang, "Wangxiang, the exercises practiced by your teacher, besides assisting monks in their journey into the world, seem to have a unique advantage in this aspect? After all, they are all fake. Apart from the disciples of Shenyi Sect, how do other people know whether these small worlds are formed by the obsession of obsessives, or... the demons of the possessed?"

"From this point of view, if Ding Tianzong wants to see sister's inner demon of Mu Qianya, he should just go to your Shenyi Sect to seek help."

As soon as Qing Li said these words, Wang Xiang's body froze instantly.

Wang Xiang could clearly feel the cold sweat on her back at that moment, she didn't even dare to look up into Qing Li's eyes, she just felt that the other party's gaze seemed to be on her, with a smile that was not a smile, which made her tremble all over.

Wangxiang swallowed, and she obviously felt that her voice was trembling when she spoke this time: "Yes, is it? I haven't heard Shimen mention it, maybe Ding Tianzong hasn't figured out what to do Do?"

"Maybe." Qingli smiled when she heard the words, and the man's tone was soft.

Wangxiang felt that Qingli looked away from him, and the man looked at the teacup in his hand again, with a careless expression on his face.

It seemed that the question that made Wang Xiang instantly silent was just a question on his whim, without any real meaning.

"Hahaha, it should be like this." Wang Xiang laughed a few times, even she felt that her laughter was really embarrassing, but she really couldn't think of what to say to change the subject, so she closed her mouth.

After a moment of silence, he pretended to be calm and said: "Then Guzhu, let's enter the next world, I'm ready."

"Yeah." Qingli nodded, and said in an authentic tone, "It's been hard work looking at my hometown."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it should be." Wang Xiang hurriedly waved his hand.

The nun performed the spell while replying.

The spell is not complicated, Wang Xiang closed his eyes, and was about to enter the small world, but heard Qing Li speak suddenly.

Qingli: "Speaking of which, there is actually a third way to treat the obsessed. To deepen and infinitely enlarge the demons of the obsessed, until the demons completely swallow the obsessed, can achieve the same as helping him achieve his long-cherished wish Effect."

"It is said in ancient books that this method is called "fighting poison with poison". I wonder if Wangxiang has heard of it?"

……what? !

Wang Xiang, who was performing the operation, was startled, and was about to open his eyes to ask Qing Li what he meant by this, but there was a whirl in front of his eyes.

The spell has worked.

A new world has begun.

*****

a few months ago.

Dingtianzong Lingjian Peak.

"This is really the only way?" Shen Qianxue frowned, looking at Zhao Qianku who was sitting on the chief seat, "Senior brother, you also know how much trouble Xiaoli and Qianya had back then, he absolutely couldn't Willing to help us."

Perhaps in Qingli's mind now, let alone treating Mu Qianya who was in a maddened state, if he hadn't been unable to do so for the time being, he would have killed Mu Qianya with a single sword.

"Since 500 years ago..., Qianya's symptoms of madness have become more and more serious. If left alone, in this huge cultivation world, who can stop Mu Qianya who is completely mad." Zhao Qian sighed bitterly, Said.

A complete obsession is not the same as a normal obsession.

People who have gone mad can still maintain memory and reason, and there are ways to heal them, but those who are completely crazy are simply a puppet of demonic energy who only knows how to kill.

In the past, the cultivation world was not without monks who were completely bewitched for various reasons. The practice world had a customary way of dealing with such completely bewitched monks—that is, no matter who the person knew or why he was bewitched, he would It is necessary to use all the abilities of the cultivation world to kill him, and to completely shatter his soul.

After all, once a monk who is completely possessed by demons re-enters reincarnation, or enters the small world and seizes his home, the symptoms of demonic possession will not be relieved.

But it is naturally possible to do this to other people, but if the matter is placed on Mu Qianya...

The skill of a person who is completely enchanted will be greatly improved. Mu Qianya has no opponent in the cultivation world except Qingli because of his high cultivation base and sword repair. Once he is completely enchanted... maybe even Qingli will be too Not his opponent.

At that time, in the realm of comprehension, who else will control him?

"There is really no way to do this. We can't watch the entire cultivation world go to waste." Chen Qianhai sighed, "But if you don't try at all right now, let Qianya decide to kill himself, it's really..."

"I heard recently that Qingli is seeking the help of the Divine Will Sect to enter the small world. As long as the Divine Will Sect assists us, it will not be difficult." Zhao Qianku said.

He glanced at Shen Qianxue who opened her mouth hastily as if about to say something, and said: "Of course, if Qingli is completely dragged into Qianya's heart demon like this, with Qingli's sensitivity, he will definitely be able to find out soon. If we merge the world of obsession with Qianya's demon world, then there will be no problem."

With the bottom of the world of demons and the obsession of the world of obsession, even if Qing Li is keen, he probably won't be able to detect it.

Shen Qianxue opened her mouth when she heard the words.

The female cultivator seemed to want to say something to refute, but in the end she sighed silently and closed her mouth.

When nodding in agreement with Zhao Qianku's plan, Shen Qianxue didn't know why the eyes that Qingli looked at her 200 years ago suddenly flashed before her eyes.

At that time, Jian Xiu in blue was firmly pressed to the ground by her master, and when Shen Qianxue came to the Sword Holding Peak, she saw Mu Qianya buried her head in Qingli's neck.

Mu Qianya held Qingli's wrist with one hand, while the other hand was placed on the belt wrapped around Qingli's waist, as if she wanted to take it off.

Qing Li was seriously injured, and his cultivation was locked by the Immortal Binding Cable. At that time, Mu Qianya's cultivation was much higher than his.

The blood on Qingli's struggling wrists could not shake Mu Qianya in the slightest.

Then he heard the voice of Shen Qianxue appearing suddenly.

Qingli turned her head, at that moment Shen Qianxue clearly saw the light in Qingli's eyes that instantly lit up.

But then... Shen Qianxue turned and left after being dazed for a moment.

Shen Qianxue had repeatedly told herself that what she did was right and there was no way to do it, but after so many years, she still couldn't forget the blood in Qing Li's eyes when she saw her leave at that moment.

And now... this kind of thing is about to happen again.

*****

700 years ago.

The old small world.

Mu Qianya had just finished her mission and was about to return to the cultivation world, but suddenly heard a burst of noise not far away.

Mu Qianya has a high level of cultivation, so she didn't need to listen carefully to hear what a large group of people said.

"It's really unlucky to be escaped by that kid from the Qing family again! This kid doesn't know where his vitality came from, but he is just an ordinary person without cultivation. This time we injured him so badly that he was able to escape alive."

"Hey, what a disappointment. It's hard to find his whereabouts. If you don't catch him this time, the other families will find him first, and such a good thing will not be our turn!"

"Cheer up! There are only a few roads! Search one by one! I don't believe he can go to heaven?!"

"That's right, search quickly! This kid from the Qing family must belong to our Sheng family!"

Mu Qianya listened a few times, and then roughly understood what they were talking about.

But Mu Qianya had outstanding talent since she was a child, and didn't need any "blood and flesh of the Qing family" to deepen her comprehension, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

But Dingtianzong is an orthodox sect after all, Mu Qianya was educated by Dingtianzong since she was a child, and could not accept the behavior of these people, so she waved her sleeves.

At that time, Mu Qianya was already No. 1 in the world of comprehension, and the power of his sleeve should not be underestimated. Although he deliberately suppressed his power, he still made those monks vomit blood. Not minor internal injuries.

The monks knew that they had stepped on a hard board this time, so although they felt sorry, they could only slip away as quickly as possible.

Later, Mu Qianya found the badly injured Qingli in an alley leading to the outskirts.

The man was covering the wound on his shoulder, and leaned against the wall with a pale face. Sensing his arrival, Qingli raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Venerable, for saving me."

At that time, the man's eyes were too bright when he looked up, Mu Qianya was stunned for a long time.

Thinking about it later, the so-called love at first sight is nothing more than that.

Seeing that Mu Qianya just looked at him and didn't speak, Qingli couldn't help laughing and said: "Your Majesty's life-saving grace should be repaid with treasure. But Qingli is alone and has nothing valuable. How about... I invite His Holiness to drink?"

Qingli said as she turned her head and glanced at the alley on the side: "I secretly buried two jars of wine under the tree over there, both of which were freshly brewed in the market, and I will share one jar with the Venerable?"

Mu Qianya frowned: "... You walked this way just for these two jars of wine?"

He had seen Qingli staggeringly insisting on walking here even though he was being hunted down, and he thought that he was hopeless in his heart and wanted to die.

At that time, Mu Qianya and Qingli had actually met for the first time. Mu Qianya had a cold temper all the year round, and he seldom talked.

He usually speaks bluntly when talking to people, except for those brothers and sisters who have been with him for hundreds of years, almost no one can understand what he said.

But miraculously, Qingli understood.

The man immediately understood what Mu Qianya meant, and he couldn't help laughing: "How is it possible? They are numerous and powerful, and their cultivation is high. Does it matter which way I go?"

"I won't ask for death," Qingli sat on the ground, raised her eyes to look at Mu Qianya, her eyes were full of bright and fragmentary light, "The world is so interesting, why should I ask for death?"

Mu Qianya never drank alcohol before.

He doesn't like the spicy and bitter taste of wine, so he never drinks alcohol.

But that day, Mu Qianya took the jar of wine that Qingli handed over.

Together with Qingli, he drank the two jars of wine buried under the tree one by one.

The man in blue sat under the tree, held up the wine jar, and touched the wine jar of the man in white standing beside him.

"The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring."

"The kindness of life-saving can be repaid with fine wine."

Later, when Mu Qianya brought Qingli back to Dingtianzong and accepted him as a disciple, she once looked at him and said.

There was a rare faint smile in Jianxiu's voice: "Repay your love for the wine."

……

In Huangquan Valley, there was once a child who had just started, who heard about Mu Qianya and Qingli's past somewhere. The young child had a pure heart, and if he had any questions, he couldn't hide and ran to ask.

He raised his head, grabbed the green fence that was drinking, and asked: "Gu Master, Gu Master, did you have a good relationship with Mu and Mu Qianya before?"

The man in red lowered his eyes to look at the little boy beside him, and then he seemed to smile with his eyes closed: "Yes, very good."

It's a pity, after all, it's just that year.