The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"What we saw was the scene with the most resentment in her heart." Qin Shi covered his mouth with his fist, and coughed very deliberately, with an unnatural and weird look on his expression.

"His beau didn't show up behind him, maybe they did something else. These trivial things don't affect the overall situation."

"Her resentment is very deep, so strong that it can put the entire Ouyang family under her curse."

The bride's words "he's right, you all deserve to die" and her sudden soaring cultivation level made one after another inexplicably feel that they should be missing some key parts that they haven't seen.

But several powerful people didn't care, and he couldn't help it.

The tragedy has been cast, and now the consideration should be how they get out of the illusion.

The bride was full of resentment and whispered all the time, wanting the entire Ouyang family to be destroyed with her.

Resentment is overflowing in this cursed illusion, and staying inside makes one feel cold all over one's body.But it seems that no one can die?

They asked one after another how they should get out.

Daoist Huantian sighed and answered irrelevant questions: "The heart of the Tao is firm, and the six senses are pure."

The usual arrogant tone sank a little hoarse, tinged with helpless ridicule.

Inexplicable one after another, these people are not quite right.What happened?

No one answered his doubts, and several people were speechless for a while.

The Yin wind roared with strong resentment, a bone-piercing chill permeated the surroundings, and the evil spirit was so strong that it seemed as if a stream of blood could be wrung out.

The peerless powers looked strange, their bodies were cold and motionless, and they were not in a hurry to leave.

One after another, he had no choice but to stand there just like them with inexplicable doubts.

Master, how long will they have to blow the cold wind?

I was bored one after another, counting the time silently in my heart.

Fortunately, after a while, the illusion changed again.

The dark clouds are dark, the grass is overgrown, and sometimes a gust of cold wind blows, the long grass undulates like waves, and the dark green that catches the eye is all desolate.

Obviously, this place is not Ouyang's family with tall pavilions and flowers.

"Where is this?" He asked curiously one after another.

Taoist Juechen was silent for a while, then shook his head.

Fang Xiu straightened up from the squatting position, glanced at one after another, and then quickly moved his eyes away.

"Let's go ahead and see."

The inexplicable weirdness of the few people dissipated a little, and they walked towards the direction of a black shadow in front of them.

A quarter of an hour later, under the dark blue night, many boxy black silhouettes appeared in front of them one after another.

The black shadows are densely packed together, towering into the sky, and there is a depressing old and dilapidated everywhere.

One after another was startled suddenly, this was clearly the street in the world he was in before.

It's just barren smoke and vines, desolate and desolate. After thousands of years of wind and frost, it has long been washed away by the long river of time and turned into a lifeless relic.

Just about to ask, someone already answered him: "This should be the second layer of Yantian Realm."

Taoist Juechen likes to travel around and is very knowledgeable.

He just looked stern and domineering.At this moment, the tyrannical and vicious hostility has eased a lot, and the elegant tone is still a bit cold.

Fang Xiu interjected: "The second layer of the Yantian Realm, there are many such relics. It is said that it is the ancient dynasty of the Mortal Realm ten thousand years ago."

He has also read some of these ancient legends with a long history in books.

He snatched Wen Feng's words, and explained one after another: "The second layer of Yantian Realm has thin aura and cannot practice. Only mortals and low-level monsters live here."

"Ordinary people cannot use the aura of heaven and earth, but can only plunder the limited natural resources. After the resources disappeared, they could not survive, and naturally perished."

"But it hasn't completely disappeared. After thousands of years of reproduction, the remaining survivors have become the appearance of the second layer of Yantian."

He didn't go any further.Because of what the second layer of Xia Tian looks like, he has never seen it with his own eyes.

Few monks come to the second layer where the spiritual energy is thin, and all the people living here are mortals.

"Xiao Qu'er, did you live here before?"

Nodding indifferently one after another: "I was born on the second floor of Yantian, but not in this place. There is a remote mountain village there, which is very different from here."

He traveled from another world, fell into the second layer of Xia Tian when he came here, and lived in a small village named Anshui for a short time.

Later, I met the traveling Taoist Juechen, and was accepted by him as a personal heir to the house, and went to the first floor of Xia Tian.

The monks know very little about the second layer of Xia Tian, ​​and everyone thinks that he was born here and grew up here.

It's good to have this misunderstanding, he doesn't have to fabricate his identity and past to his master.

He was just curious: "We are in the illusion of Ouyang's family, why did we come here suddenly?"

Is this related to Ouyang's family?Or is there some mystery in the curse in order for the bride to be buried with the entire Ouyang family?

"Yantian's second layer of spiritual energy is thin, we are in an illusion, and our cultivation is also limited." Daoist Huantian quickly noticed the abnormality.

He arrogantly sneered: "This little trick is nothing to be afraid of."

The cultivation base is limited, which has no effect on several peerless sword cultivators, but for ordinary monks, it is quite troublesome.

This has happened to me twice before.Once for Endless Cliff, and once for Liu Zhang.

In order to deal with him, Liu Zhang specially created such a forbidden barrier to suppress the magic weapon of Taoist Juechen.

The female cultivator of Ouyang's family was not strong enough to deal with the clan members she wanted to kill, so she used a method similar to Liu Zhang's.

The aura of the monks is limited, and the power of Taoism and magic weapons is less than [-]%, so it is difficult to protect themselves in case of danger.

The method is correct, but it is unavoidable to feel weird when encountering this situation again and again.

How come these people seem to have discussed it.

Is there no other way to deal with monks who are highly cultivated or possess magic weapons?

"Junior brother, don't worry." Qin Shi saw him frowning, and comforted him softly, "Sword cultivators use sword energy to control the enemy, not relying on spiritual energy like Fa Xiu."

"Master and uncle and I have already comprehended the sword intent, and it will not be affected in this illusion."

I have known it for a long time.Liu Zhang told him that there was no need for Qin Shi to say it again.He is not wise enough to know nothing.

The exquisite thin lips raised slightly, and gave the other party a false smile, then turned to the front, and when no one saw it, lowered the indifference.

A group of people continued to move forward, and as the pace moved, the surrounding scenery was like misty clouds and mist, and the aggregation and separation were constantly changing.

Not long after, the sky turned from dark to bright, sparse starlight fell, and a pale sun covered by overcast clouds rose.The surrounding phantoms gradually condense into vast and desolate mountains.

The few people were in the mountains, and as far as their eyes could see, they were all stretches of mountains stretching to the sky.

There is an isolated village at the foot of the mountain, scattered with low and simple farmyards.

The cool wind and cold dew desolate the sky, and the fields of carnations and purple chrysanthemums are desolate. (*1)

There was a sudden pause in the footsteps one after another.

Her clear eyes narrowed slightly, and she observed carefully for a moment.

The scenery here seems familiar?

Seeing him stop, Fang Xiu suddenly turned his head: "Xiao Qu'er, what's wrong?"

He raised his head and glanced at Taoist Juechen one after another.

After seeing the illusion of Ouyang's family just now, several people looked strange, and Master's expression was also a little gloomy, and it gradually eased after arriving at the second floor of Xia Tian.

However, at this moment, the beautiful phoenix eyes showed a bit of sternness, like a god sitting high on the clouds, gentle and noble, but looking down at all things in the world, ruling over life and death.

Taoist Juechen looked directly at the village in front of him, standing tall and thoughtful.

Sensing his lover's gaze, he turned his head instantly and looked back quietly.

Their eyes met, and there was a kind of incomprehensible and incomprehensible hazyness in Qing Junfeng's eyes.

But he knew that Master also had an impression of this place.

It seems to be here.

He tightened his fists half hidden in the big sleeves of his toga, and stepped forward resolutely one after another, walking towards the village in the mountain.

He had a feeling, a vague but sure idea in his mind, he knew where to go.

Go straight through the rough dirt road in the village and come to a small slope behind the village.

There is a meadow of wild grass here, and the white wildflowers have strong vitality. Even in poor mountains and bad waters, where the land is barren, as long as the spring breeze blows, a messy but vibrant flower field can bloom.

A thin young man was lying on the grass.

She was dressed in coarse linen, stained with some faded stains that were difficult to wash off, and the unruly blue shirt still couldn't conceal the magnificence and beauty that was like a finely carved white jade.

There is a leisurely and leisurely smile on the corner of the delicate mouth, humming an out-of-tune ditty, and at a glance, it can make people feel refreshed.

However, it is too thick and incompatible with the light tones around it, giving people a kind of alienation and indifference isolated from the world for no reason, which clearly shows that he does not belong to this place, and it seems that as long as there is a storm, he will go with the wind.

Everyone was silent for a while, speechless.

This is the continuation in the illusion.

One after another, there are mixed flavors.Looking at my past self from a completely onlooker's perspective, it's a bit ironic.

It turned out that in the eyes of others, he looked like this.

He had carefully practiced the fake smile that he thought was invulnerable in front of the mirror.He thinks self-righteously that his smooth and smooth hypocrisy is impeccable.

It turned out to be full of flaws.

The sharp and arrogant edges and corners were so cold that he didn't even want to get close.

This is Anshui Village on the second floor of Xia Tian.He lived here for a while.

There was an innocent and lovely little girl next to her, her pure mind was unaware of his indifference.

She picked pale white wildflowers, wove them into a garland, and placed them lightly on his head.

The soft and waxy voice said sweetly: "Brother Lu, you are prettier than these flowers. My mother-in-law said, the village chief and grandpa said that he has never seen anyone more beautiful than you in most of his life. "

He hooked his lips indifferently one after another, and patted her head.

He wanted to tell her that it was useless to look good.The beasts in the mountains don't care what people look like, no matter how beautiful they are, they are all delicious in their stomachs.

To survive, strength is everything.

But these words are of no use to a young girl except to let her realize the cruelty of the world prematurely.

When she grows up a bit, she will have too many opportunities to comprehend by herself, without anyone needing to teach her.

In the wilderness village on the second floor of the Yantian Realm, the life of ordinary people is extremely difficult, and she has not had a few years of carefree life for her.

"Brother Lu, Xiao Ling, it's time to eat." A muscular middle-aged village woman walked up the hillside and called out to the two of them.

The women in the village have to go to the fields to do heavy farm work. They are exposed to the sun and rain, and their bodies are strong and their skin is rough.

Phantom followed the lively Xiaoling one after another, walking down the hillside.

The others followed the two of them one after another and walked into a simple courtyard in the village.

The farmhouses are low and narrow, and have nothing to do with the beautiful pastoral life of picking chrysanthemums and planting beans in the east fence.

There are only simple wooden tables and chairs in the room, which have been used for many years, and the paint is chipped, mottled and dilapidated.

Most of the bowls and plates on the table also have cracks and gaps, and the dishes are filled with pale green vegetables, and there is very little greasy meat.

Daoist Huantian frowned: "You, you used to live here... eat these things?"

He used to live in the small bamboo courtyard in the remote area of ​​Lingyuan Peak, and that bamboo courtyard was already the most humble house that Daoist Huantian, who was full of bells and lanterns, had ever seen in his life.

But compared with this place, that place can already be called light and elegant.

Succession has not always lived in Anshui Village.But he didn't see anything wrong here.

What's more, already in this place, he can't change the status quo by his own power, there is no other way but An Zhisu to deal with it calmly.

There is no one to take care of the wild flowers in the mountains, and in the barren land, vigorous mountain flowers can still bloom.

The jaw with exquisite and smooth lines is lightly lightly.

Qin Shi suddenly felt guilty and regretful.

He couldn't understand before, why the master would accept a mortal with mediocre qualifications and no merits, who has passed the Double Ninth Festival and has not yet entered the Tao, as a personal biography.

The successors of the Sen Luo Sword lineage have been great powers for generations.The continuous existence is an insult to the master.

Not only that, the master's pampering and doting towards his junior is far more than his own.He doesn't hesitate to use elixirs and magic weapons, even the natal sword that is connected with his heart and blood can be given.

He, the proud son of heaven who was admired by thousands of people since he was a child, has never received such love from his master.

He was not angry in his heart, he was extremely displeased with each other, and often ridiculed, ridiculed and ridiculed.

Now that I think about it, those insinuations and sarcasm are like sharp knives, cutting my heart every word.

The words have been exported, and the water is hard to take back.All he can do in the future is to devote his life to being kind to him a hundred times and a thousand times, so as to make up for the mistakes he made when he was ignorant back then.

Just moved two chopsticks one after another, planed a few mouthfuls of rice, suddenly there was a panic noise outside the courtyard.

The light-leaking door nailed with broken planks was pushed open with a bang, trembling and rattling.

A middle-aged man dressed as a villager looked flustered, stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Brother Lu, it's not good. The wolf demon is here again!"

It is not easy for ordinary people on the second floor in summer. Small mountain villages like Anshui are often infested by wild animals.

One after another, with superb swordsmanship, he lived in Anshui Village, and was given a meal and a night's grace, so he served as a village guard in the village.

He dropped the food he had just eaten, took a simple and simple but well-maintained iron sword, and hurriedly followed the middle-aged uncle out of the village.

The guards spontaneously formed by the strong and healthy villagers also rushed out from the door of each house, and twenty or thirty people took the cold iron and walked towards the direction where the wolf demon attacked.

Someone on the road said worriedly: "Recently, for some reason, these wolf demons come here so frequently."

"It used to come once a few months, only a few sporadic ones at night. Recently, they come every three to five times, and the number is increasing."

"Now they appear in groups during the day, and there is no time for people to live in peace."

A group of people walked out of the village, crossed the farmland, and started a fierce confrontation with the wolves who attacked the village.

Standing at the front of the team one after another holding a sword, his swordsmanship is exquisite, and even if he has more than one enemy, he will not lose the wind in the slightest, but the few people who can only watch from the sidelines in the illusion frown slightly.

The white jade is stained with blood, burning brighter than bright light, and dazzing in color.Glimpse reveals a kind of beauty that directly hits people's hearts and is soul-stirring.

But the way of attacking but not defending, completely ignoring the dripping wounds, and exchanging injuries for lives, is frightening to watch.

The shots are extremely fierce one after another, ruthless to the enemy, and ruthless to himself.

"Junior brother, it's really inappropriate for you to not care about yourself like this."

Qin Shi once again recalled the contests with him one after another.

They used their bodies as bait one after another to win him a move, but they both knew how dangerous the situation was at that time.

They raised their mouths in disapproval one after another: "What's wrong?"

They fight each other to the death, either you die or I die, this is the only way to win.

Qin Shi was speechless.The situation at this time was even more dangerous than when he was fighting swords, and everyone's life was hanging by a thread.

He was born in a wealthy family, and his childhood was smooth and straightforward.Along the way, there are warm days, cool breezes and flourishing flowers.

It was a predicament he had never experienced, or even imagined.

Fang Xiu remained silent, and glanced at Taoist Juechen.

The line of Juechen's lips was slightly pursed, and there was a bit of restlessness hidden in his seemingly indifferent expression.

After about half an hour, the villagers drove away the wolves and ended the fierce battle of life and death.

Rolling through the mud one after another, his whole body was covered in dust and blood, but he didn't look dirty, but instead had a dazzling color of white jade quenching blood.

He followed the villagers back to Xiaoling's house, finished half a bowl of cold food, and then went back to his room and lay down on a wooden bed with thin fur and cold quilt, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Wild beasts often attacked the village, and he had to hurry up to recover his strength and prepare for the next battle.

The phantom of the phantom flickered, the twilight merged, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

Fang Xiu's heart tightened.Even though he knew it was an illusion, he still hoped that the passage of time would slow down so that those who were still alert in shallow sleep could sleep for a while longer.

The lonely moon hangs high, and the streamer shines quietly on the earth.There were bursts of howling ghosts and howling wolves in the mountains, which instantly awakened the sleeping wilderness village.

Phosphorescent Dendrobium, like stars flickering, like fireflies shining (*2)

The villagers quickly lit the torches, went out of the village again, and started a fierce fight with the wolves.

Still rushing to the forefront one after another, stepping through the world of mortals and dying without hesitation.

In order to survive, every time it is ruined.

The villagers of Anshui Village have lived here for a long time, and the village guards have already experienced countless battles with wild beasts.

However, this time, it was completely different from before.

The bloody eyes of the wolves that attacked tonight were more vicious, tougher, and harder to deal with than ever before.

The huge head wolf bit off the necks of several villagers with one bite, blood spattered everywhere, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

One after another, I knew in my heart that I am afraid that I will be doomed tonight.

The guards were broken, and the wolves rushed into Anshui Village.The old and young women and children in the village either fled in all directions, or raised their knives to resist, but everyone looked terrified.

The cries, shouts, and howls of wolves in the village mixed into a desperate whine.

Everyone has seen the fate of this small village of hundreds of people.

Like the other mortal villages that silently disappeared into the mouths of monsters, after tonight, there will be no such remote village called Anshui in the world.

While fighting to the death with the wolves one after another, he also ran into the village with the enemy.

He killed a wolf demon, and suddenly heard a familiar shout from the corner of the earth wall: "Brother Lu!"

Following the sound, it was the aunt who provided him with board and lodging.

The aunt's hair was as dry and messy as weeds, her dusty face looked panic-stricken, and the corners of her eyes, which had been wrinkled prematurely, shone with determination.

"Brother Lu, the village is hopeless." She couldn't bear to look at the village full of mourners and rivers of blood.

"Can I ask you one thing?"

They were silent one after another, and nodded resolutely.

At this time, the aunt was holding a hatchet in one hand and holding Xiaoling in the other.Xiaoling clung to her tremblingly, her eyes full of horror.

No one taught her the cruelty of the world, but she had experienced it personally too early.

"Hurry up, hurry up and take Xiaoling out." The situation was critical and the time was short, the aunt's tone was anxious.

She didn't say any more, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The village is hopeless, and she hopes to take Xiaoling out of the village one after another to escape the catastrophe.

He frowned slightly one after another: "What about you?"

"You are very skilled in martial arts, you might be able to escape. If you take me with you, you won't be able to run fast." The aunt pushed Xiao Ling to the side of the other party and urged her eagerly, "Listen to Brother Lu carefully."

After finishing speaking, she urged one after another: "Go! Go!"

At this time, a wild wolf found the three of them hiding in the dark corner of the wall.The blood-red eyes were frighteningly glowing in the dark night, approaching them step by step.

The aunt will look behind her one after another, pull her back, and raise her hatchet to meet her.

Gritting her teeth one after another, she pulled Xiao Ling up: "Let's go!"

He himself didn't know if he could escape tonight.But entrusted by others, I can only try my best.

All the farewell between life and death is only in an instant.

He took Xiaoling with him and started a night of frightening escape.

The other looked at the past self one after another, and frowned tightly.

He was just a mortal before, and he didn't know anything about monsters.

Although I was surprised, why this group of wolf demons tonight is different from before, more fierce, and the villagers are no match at all.

But he didn't know why, and he didn't explore it later.

Now that he is a monk, he has a deeper understanding of monsters.At this moment, it was obvious at a glance that these wolf demons were by no means ordinary.

Yan Tian's second layer of aura is thin, and mortals can't practice, and so are monsters.

Low-level monster races don't have much monster power.

This group of wolf monsters has blood-red eyes that are extremely powerful, and their monster power is also stronger than the wolf monsters they encountered before. Mortals are far from their opponents.

Why did such a group of powerful monsters that had never appeared here suddenly attack the village?

...no, not never.

He had seen the huge alpha wolf before, and they had fought against each other before.

At that time, it was just an ordinary wolf demon, instead of being so powerful now, it suddenly became something else.

What happened to these wolves?Why did it suddenly become like this in a few days?

Phantom took Xiaoling along the way one after another, and fled under the moon.

This is not an easy task.

The wolves chased them all the way, trying to drive them all to death.

The pack of wolves was extremely fast, and killed all the Anshui villagers who were about to flee along the way. In the middle of the night, only Li Lie and Xiaoling were left.

After fighting the wolves for most of the night, he was already covered in bruises.

At this time, the sky was suddenly covered with goose feather heavy snow, frosty wind and snow, and within a short period of time, the vicinity of Anshui Village instantly turned into a vast ice field covered by thousands of miles of ice.

Under a lone moon, beside the continuous mountains, two figures, one big and one small, were struggling to escape.Behind them was a group of ferocious wolf demons with eyes as red as blood.

"Brother Lu, I can't run anymore." Xiaoling was extremely exhausted, her tear-filled face was full of painful despair.

"Go on your own and leave me alone."

The corners of the eyes, which were brightly colored due to the blood stains, slightly curved: "Persist for a while, and you will be safe soon."

Whether it is the current succession or the past succession, he himself does not believe this.

The endless mountain range connects to the end of the sky, and the sky is cold and there is no way to escape.

The author has something to say:

*1 Baijuyi East Market for a late break (retired to Wei Village at that time)

*2 Manjiang Red Phosphorus Fire

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

Chen Ze: Life in Lingyuan Peak one after another must be very pitiful

One after another: Lingyuan Peak is heaven!

2.

Qin Shi: In short, I just regret it. It's all because I was young at the time, and I couldn't get back after chasing my wife in the crematorium for the rest of my life.

3.

Lianlian is actually a native of the Yantian Realm.

Remnants of the Doomsday.

But this setting has nothing to do with the main line of the story, so ignore it.

Still as an upright young man who was brainwashed by Master Ajin's literature.