Being the young master of the dead demon world has a tendency to be masochistic

Immortal world, ancestral hall.

Bai Xiyuan looked up at the portraits of his deceased parents, the former head of Qianjuemen and his wife, his eyes were a little dazed, but he seemed to be thinking about something.

She added kerosene to the coffins of her parents, lit the candles, took out a few sticks of incense from the incense tube, and lit them.She knelt in front of her parents' spirit tablets, praying for their spirits in the sky, so that she could find their murderer as soon as possible.

She muttered a few words in her heart, then stood up, stretched out the hand holding the incense to the jade stove, and then inserted it.

Bai Xiyuan was startled to find sandalwood powder scattered around the jade stove, she thought to herself, the ancestral hall in the fairy world is rarely visited by people, even if someone came, it is absolutely impossible to offer incense to the previous sect masters and respected sect masters one by one.

Therefore, she can conclude that the person who came here specially came to offer incense to her parents.

"Bai Ning." An old but vicissitudes voice came from behind Bai Xiyuan.

Hearing that, Bai Xiyuan turned around and saw that it was Bai Changqiu who came, she saluted and said, "Master, why are you here?"

Bai Changqiu didn't answer, but just looked at the portrait of Bai Xiyuan's parents, his eyes gradually clouded, and the sharpness of the past faded, he looked like an old man with a bright head and pale face.

After a long time, Bai Changqiu finally spoke: "Bai Ning, all these years, I know that you have never given up on finding the cause of your parents' death."

Bai Xiyuan's heart froze, and she also admitted the matter: "Yes, Master."

"You must think that your teacher killed your parents." Bai Changqiu sighed, and his thoughts returned to that turbulent period.

At that time, there was a melee between immortals and demons, and the situation in the Three Realms was changing. Bai Xiyuan's father was also Bai Huanchu, who took the position of sect master. He deliberately planned to kill his parents in vain, thinking that he would eliminate future troubles.

At that time, the leader of the demon world practiced sorcery, and also secretly hid the inner thief in the fairy world, so he colluded with both inside and outside, and took the opportunity to cast a voodoo on Bai Huan and his wife.After a few years, Gu Xie broke out in their bodies, and the living Gu began to erode their internal organs, corrode bones and meridians, until finally, the immortal veins were broken, and the cultivation base was gradually exhausted, and the couple lost their fairy status , in pain.

If Bai Huan was the head of the sect at that time, if people in the world knew that he had exhausted his cultivation and lost his immortal status, it would inevitably lead to chaos in the world.So, he asked Bai Changqiu to kill their husband and wife, and told the world that they had betrayed the fairy sect.

Bai Changqiu said: "Bai Ning, your guess is not wrong, it is indeed the master who killed them with his own hands."

Bai Xiyuan trembled all over, her face turned pale, she couldn't accept this fact in her heart, even though it was indeed said from Bai Changqiu's mouth.It was hard for her to accept that the master who loved her in the past killed her parents even though he was justifiable.

"So, in the Book Collection Pavilion in the Immortal World, I destroyed all the records about them, just to prevent you from seeing the rumors about the Bai Huan couple's rebellion. This matter is only for the teacher and your parents in the heavenly spirit, no one Know the truth of the matter." Bai Changqiu said.

Afterwards, Bai Changqiu paused, and smiled wryly, "No, there are, and there is one more."

Bai Xiyuan asked: "Who?"

"Your brother, Bai Yin." Bai Changqiu said.There was bitterness in his heart, and at the same time, a strong sense of guilt swept over him.

He went on to say: "He witnessed the death of Bai Huan and his wife..." Bai Changqiu's old voice was trembling all the time: "At that time, he knew nothing about Bai Huan and his wife's plan, and he always thought that being a teacher was for He killed his parents after robbing the position of sect master. Gradually, Bai Yin was entangled in resentment, and he wanted to inform the world of the crime of killing the sect master as a teacher."

"However, in this way, all the sacrifices of Bai Huan and his wife fell short. As a teacher, I had to take away his immortal bone, so that he would never become a fairy. As a teacher... I owe him."

It was heard that Bai Xiyuan had already shed tears, and fell down on the ground like a lost soul, staring blankly at the portraits of her parents.Now, her thoughts are confused, and she doesn't know what to do. She clearly hates her cowardly self, but tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably.

After she calmed down a bit, she stood up, walked towards Bai Changqiu, and asked, "Bai Yin, where is he now?"

"Mortal world. I don't know the exact whereabouts as a teacher."

After Bai Xiyuan bowed to Bai Changqiu, she left in a hurry.

In the huge ancestral hall, Bai Changqiu looked up at the portraits of the masters and elders of the Xianmen, and sighed in his heart: "The scenery in life is infinite, but it can't compare with the stability after death. Does it mean that the longer you live, the less you can see the so-called morals? What is cultivation, what is right and wrong, what is obeying the destiny, what is rebelling against the Dao?"

Banished Spirit Pavilion.

After all, Mo Xie came to the door, and it came faster than Su Nanxuan expected.

Su Nanxuan stood on the opposite side of him.With an extremely bewitching and terrifying smile on Mo Xie's face, he said, "Could it be that Mr. Nanxuan forgot what he promised me?"

Su Nanxuan had expected such a day long ago, so he was not surprised, and said calmly: "Of course I will not forget, who is the only god you speak of?"

Hearing that, Mo Xie's sharp and piercing laughter reached his ears, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Your old acquaintance, Lord Baiyu."

These words came into his mind, and Su Nanxuan's smile froze instantly.After a while, he said slowly, "Why did you kill him?"

Bai Liuchen never mentioned to him the matter of ascending to cross the catastrophe.Su Nanxuan remembered that Le Modao said that when Bai Liuchen suppressed his own spiritual consciousness, he also suppressed other people's memories. He actually naively thought that Bai Liuchen could do it with his cultivation alone.

The scope of casting mana is so wide, and it involves the three realms, and only gods can achieve such a state.

"It seems that he didn't tell you about it, but that's okay, I'll tell you instead. As for why he should be killed, he has a godhead after all. Getting rid of him can avoid future troubles. I'll be more at ease, isn't it? Is it?" Mo Xie asked.

"Impossible." Su Nanxuan revealed his determination in words.

"Oh? Could it be that you are going to break your promise? This is not your usual style, Mr. Nanxuan. Well, let's change to another one, cooperate with me to kill Bai Changqiu, and our deal will end here." Mo Xie had expected Su Nanxuan for a long time. He would refuse him, so he changed another condition that was worthwhile to him.

Su Nanxuan's expression became even colder, he knew in his heart that he had been fooled!

Mo Xie clearly wanted to let himself walk into the trap he set step by step. Whether he killed Bai Changqiu or Bai Liuchen, it would be at a great disadvantage to the heavens.It was nothing more than that he just wanted to use himself, but this time, he would not pay any attention to the so-called transaction.

"It is absolutely impossible for me to cooperate with you." Su Nanxuan sneered.

Hearing that, Mo Xie laughed extremely sharply and sinisterly, he instantly turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the air.Before leaving, he only left one sentence: "You have to know that there is a price to be paid for breaking the deal!"

Su Nanxuan didn't know what the price he said was, he only knew that he couldn't stand on the same front with him, even if he wanted to kill, he could only do it by himself, and he couldn't help others to intervene.

Ever since Mo Xie left those words, Su Nanxuan always felt a tightness in his chest, as if a big rock was pressing on his heart, and he was always absent-minded.

In order to make himself tired, Su Nanxuan devoted himself to preparing for the battle almost day and night.Sometimes he accompanied the troops to practice martial arts, and sometimes he discussed strategies with Le Modao and several generals.

Seeing that he hadn't rested for many days to prepare for the battle, Feng Yin was worried that he would be overwhelmed, so she decided to put medicine in his tea to let him have a good rest.

That night, Feng Yin came to the living room with tea, and saw Su Nanxuan looking up at the poem engraved on the wall, without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

"The long-cherished wish of the banished immortal is to be in peace for a long time, and he will fall into the abyss of right and wrong for it," Su Nanxuan said silently in his heart.

Feng Yin put down the teapot, walked towards the center of the living room, followed Su Nanxuan's gaze, he knew it was a poem, but he didn't know what it was about.

"Did you write it? What does the poem say?" Feng Yin asked curiously.

Feng Yin squinted his eyes and looked at his master up and down. No matter what he thought, Su Nanxuan was not a romantic and elegant person, and he had nothing to do with literature and art. If he said yes, he could only blame himself for being blind.

However, Su Nanxuan did not disappoint him, he denied it: "I didn't write it, it was given by someone else."

Even if he didn't say it, Feng Yin could still guess who the "other" Su Nanxuan was talking about.So, he teased deliberately: "Oh? It was given by someone else. I see that the poem is not very well written. Destroy it! Come on, hurry up..."

Su Nanxuan covered Feng Yin's mouth with his hand, and said, "Don't touch it, otherwise, I will compete with you!"

Feng Yin managed to break free from his hand, and said: "If you don't touch it, don't touch it. Why are you so anxious! Could it be that counterfeit product sent it to you, seeing how you care so much."

This time, Su Nanxuan was speechless, turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Seeing this, Feng Yin felt sour in his heart, worse than eating sour grapes, thinking, since he was clearly standing beside him, why couldn't he take a good look at himself.

Feng Yin turned around, poured Sunan his "well-prepared" tea, handed him the teacup, and said, "Drink tea, I won't talk about it."

Feng Yin put on an aggrieved look, not so much as an apology, but as a deliberate act.

Since these days, Feng Yin has often served tea and water beside Su Nanxuan, and he took the teacup as usual, and drank it down without much suspicion.

Su Nanxuan said: "Today's tea is very sweet, where did you get it?"

Hearing this, Feng Yin said with a guilty face: "Is there? Maybe you are too thirsty?"

Su Nanxuan raised his eyebrows: "Maybe! Feng Yin, come over and have a drink together!"