Dressed as a male protagonist

Wei Ling's voice still lingered in Wei Ling's ears: "Wei Ling, come here."

What kind of mood did he say these four words?

And that snort.

Why, why not go there? !Wei Ling's body trembled slightly, and his lips turned white.

Everything happened in an instant, and Lu Wuchen went to see Wei Ling's reaction immediately.He knew what kind of temperament Wei Ling had. Wei Ling would definitely not be able to accept this person in front of him because of Wei Ling's serious injury and death.

Lu Wuchen approached Wei Ling, with a hint of tension in his voice: "Master?"

Wei Ling's eyes were distracted, and he murmured after a long time, "Is he injured?"

Lu Wuchen hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "...not injured."

A monk's body is shattered and his soul dissipated, which represents death.Total death.

Wei Ling closed his eyes: "Impossible."

Venerable Zhaoyue has practiced Taoism for tens of thousands of years, and his strength is comparable to that of a golden immortal. How could he die!He is one of the most mysterious characters in the original book. Although he only appeared twice, his strength is beyond doubt. How could he die so easily?This is impossible! ! !

Wei Ling denied that Lord Wolf was dead over and over in his heart, and even forgot to hide when the big waves came. Fortunately, Lu Wuchen took him aside in time, so he was not affected by the shock.

Lu Wuchen said: "Even if Shizun is sad, he should leave here to be sad again. This person has tried his best to save Shizun, will Shizun not cherish himself now?"

Wei Ling eagerly raised his eyes to look at Lu Wuchen, all the words and bitter emotions were choked in his chest and throat one by one, making his heart ache and his mouth bitter.

He was finally sure that Mr. Wolf really had an accident.

In front of him, Dao disappears | Soul dies.

Lu Wuchen clenched his fingers tightly, and said in a low voice: "He definitely doesn't want anything to happen to Shizun, Shizun, let's go back, shall we?"

Wei Ling shook his head, turned his eyes to the place where Zulong roared, remembering that Lord Wolf said that he might not be able to get out of this way, but he didn't believe him at that time, and his blood surged for a while, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood!

Lu Wuchen trembled, and shouted: "Master!!" He caught Wei Ling's limp body, and found that Wei Ling's eyes were closed, his whole body was cold, and he looked extremely weak.

Lu Wuchen felt a severe pain in his heart, he immediately picked up Wei Ling and quickly left with the sword, never looking at Zulong who was roaring and writhing in mid-air.

Besides Ming Lan and the others, when Wei Ling suddenly left, Ming Lan, Guang Lingzi, and Yun Ya were the most anxious, and Lu Lianjun was also worried.However, the nine-petal lotus platform has been restricted by Wei Ling, and they have been going west all the way out of everyone's control. They have nothing to do.

When the nine-petal lotus platform stopped, it was Xuan Xiang and Xuan Ming from Ci'en Temple who had arrived.

Three hours later, Lu Wuchen broke into the hilltop where everyone was repairing. After Wei Ling settled down, he went straight to find Xuanxiang who was resting in the tent.

"I remember that Ci'en Temple has a secret art of concentrating the soul, can the master tell me?"

Xuan Xiang smiled with unclear meaning: "Reincarnation of life and death is the law of heaven and cannot be violated. Don't be too hard on it, Nephew Yuan."

Lu Wuchen paused for a moment, lifted the hem of his clothes, and knelt down on his knees: "I implore the master to tell you, Yuan Lu will definitely repay the master's kindness ten times and a hundred times in the future."

Xuan Xiang raised his eyes and looked at him: "Well done, why do you want to learn this secret technique?"

Lu Wuchen bowed his head in silence, knelt on the ground and straightened his body.

Xuanxiang got up from the futon, stood with his back to him for a while, and said, "Since that's the case, I can't stop you. But this secret method is not orthodox, and it is a change of fate against the sky, so it is difficult to succeed. After knowing karma, your future cultivation journey will be a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people, so, do you still want to persevere?"

Lu Wuchen said: "Thank you, Master, for fulfilling the task."

Xuanxiang sneered: "Don't thank you too early, the reason why this secret method is difficult to succeed is because it needs to meet three conditions." Signaling Lu Wuchen to get up, Xuanxiang continued, "One is the essence and blood of the holy beasts from all directions; The soil is the root; the third is equal exchange."

Xuanxiang walked in front of Lu Wuchen, and tapped his finger on his forehead: "Secret techniques are not difficult to learn, but these three conditions are the necessary conditions for concentrating the soul. The first two are still a little possible. Three, do you understand what equal exchange means?"

A wave of warm energy entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and Lu Wuchen noticed that there was an extra bamboo slip in his mind, which recorded the art of concentrating the soul.

After a while, Lu Wuchen's eyes were full of dark tides, and he nodded: "Life for life, soul for soul."

Xuanxiang said: "Exactly. And this equal exchange, the sacrificer must give his life or soul voluntarily, otherwise it will never succeed. Therefore, this secret technique has only been successful once in tens of thousands of years."

He doesn't care who Lu Wuchen saves with this secret technique, as long as he doesn't hurt the innocent.

Lu Wuchen said: "Thank you, master, for telling me." Wei Ling's weak appearance flashed in his mind, and Lu Wuchen said, "Also, please don't let my master know about this, master."

Xuan Xiang thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.Only then did Lu Wuchen smile lightly, turn around and leave.

Wei Ling had some dreams.In the dream, he was still young, mischievous and mischievous. In order to play around in the secular world, Nan Jinrong was injured by alien minions, and he had to cultivate for several months.

He blamed himself very much. Since then, he has never gone down the mountain casually. Even if he goes down the mountain, he must be fully prepared; at the same time, he has paid a lot of attention to improving his strength.

He dreamed of himself in the 21st century again, the one where he was sitting in front of the computer and typing, and he wrote exactly the passage where Venerable Zhaoyue appeared. The scene of the death of the deceased, not the appearance.

"Master? Master?"

Someone called him in his ear, and Wei Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

He was in a tent, the top of the tent was lifted, revealing a round opening with a diameter of three meters, the sun was dazzling, and Lu Wuchen was sitting beside his bed.

"Master, it's time to drink the medicine."

Wei Ling closed his eyes wearily, and after a while, opened them again, somewhat indifferently: "What medicine?"

Lu Wuchen said: "Master suffered internal injuries, and also contracted a cold."

Only then did Wei Ling realize that the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and his body was also scorching hot.He stood up, took the medicine and drank it, silently watched Lu Wuchen wipe his mouth, frowned and asked, "Is there any movement from the alien race now? Has the sea receded? Has anyone sent to rescue the people along the coast?"

The foreign race suddenly attacked Zulong, and the people along the coast could not evacuate in time.Even monks like them almost died in the sea, not to mention those mortals who are as fragile as paper.Wei Ling asked this, but with a fluke attitude, thinking that he could save the next one.

It happened that Minglan came in, and immediately answered: "Are you still worried about this? Don't worry, with Fairy Lu and Senior Brother Xuanxiang here, it's not your turn to worry about it. Hurry up and get healthy, and go back to the sect to report your safety. In order to prevent the sect master from calling you every day to ask about your situation."

Wei Ling was puzzled, why did he ask "daily" just after he fell into a coma?

Lu Wuchen said: "Master has been in a coma for five days."

Wei Ling frowned: "Five days?" It's been so long...

"By the way, when you were unconscious, someone seemed to send you a message." Minglan handed a storage bag to Lu Wuchen, "This is the medicine sent by Fuyao, see if you can use it."

Wei Ling asked, "What's the content of the subpoena?"

Minglan: "It's a semi-finished communication talisman that you refined before. Only you can receive the content of the communication. I originally wanted to help you find the person who sent the message, so I followed the remaining breath of the message talisman for a distance, but the breath was too weak. , I left before I found anyone."

Wei Ling's expression changed: "Feici!"

That's right, he left Feici with a farmer and promised to pick him up in two days, but seven or eight days have passed now!

Seeing Wei Ling propped himself up and trying to get up, Lu Wuchen and Minglan said at the same time, "What are you doing?"

Wei Ling said: "The person who summoned him is my new disciple. He was fostered by me in a farmer's house. If something happened to him, he probably wouldn't be summoned. I have to go and see him."

Minglan was surprised: "Are you accepting disciples again?" Remembering what Wei Ling said before that he didn't want to accept apprentices, Minglan pursed her lips and smiled, "Your injury is still not healed, let me help you take a look. You take that Tell me about the appearance of the disciple and the place of foster care."

Wei Ling tried to run the spiritual power in his body, and found that the injury was indeed serious, so he talked about the location of the village, and imprinted Jiang Feici's appearance into Minglan's sea of ​​consciousness with Yuanli, so that it would be convenient She recognizes.

After Minglan left, Lu Wuchen brought food to Wei Ling to feed him.Noticing the strange silence of the protagonist, Wei Ling said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Lu Wuchen raised his eyes and glanced at him, wondering if it was Wei Ling's illusion, but a trace of grievance flashed in him.

"In the past few days, I have visited the East China Sea several times, but I haven't found that person's scattered soul. I guess, he may not be dead."

Wei Ling froze for a moment before realizing that "that person" was referring to Mr. Wolf.

"...The soul is gone, so naturally I can't find it."

Lu Wuchen cleaned up the dishes, and said in a low voice: "There are some secret techniques recorded in the Nine Turns Mystery Tower, which can collect and repair the soul fragments of monks. That person has a high level of cultivation, even if his soul is scattered, he should leave some soul fragments or soul breath It’s there. But I searched for it several times using secret techniques, but it’s not there.”

Hearing what Lu Wuchen said, Wei Ling felt hopeful.

"Master, do you still remember? He once said that he asked Master to go to the Forest of Silence to find him."

Wei Ling said: "Yes, he said so. And more than once." He even told him so before triggering the catastrophe, does this mean...

Suddenly, Wei Ling looked at Lu Wuchen: "How do you know what he said to me?"

Lu Wuchen paused, and said after a long while, "I just... miss Master, and take a look once in a while."

"Presumptuous!!" Wei Ling raised his voice unconsciously, and there was a stern look in his eyes.He suddenly remembered that Bai Ying said that the formation of the bamboo building can be seen outside, could it be that this bastard has been spying on him in the secret realm? !No wonder he can draw those shady pictures! !

Lu Wuchen returned to the bed and knelt down with a plop.

It was the first time that Wei Ling saw the protagonist give in, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked him coldly, "What are you doing?"

Lu Wuchen said: "In the past, it was the disciple who was wrong. Master can be beaten or punished, but don't get angry anymore."

Wei Ling snorted, wanting to ridicule him, and remembered that he detoxified himself, and went to the sea to search for the soul fragments of Venerable Zhaoyue for himself.

However, what he wanted was an apprentice, but what the other party wanted was not a master.Such heart and soul, he felt uncomfortable.

He and Lu Wuchen can't go on like this.

"...Get out, don't admit your mistake if you dare to be disrespectful to your teacher in the future, Wan Zongmen will definitely not tolerate you!"

Lu Wuchen's face turned pale, and he looked up at Wei Ling in disbelief: "Master..."