The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Some hazy memories broke into his mind, Shen Liuxiang swayed slightly, and walked slowly towards the residence.

Right now, Shen Liuxiang made a big mistake.

Yushen Jue is a forbidden technique that is not taught in the sect. He heard that Ye Bingran wanted it, so he stole the scroll and gave it to him.Although it was done without anyone noticing it, Ye Bingran was probably ashamed of such behavior, and came to Qing Lingzong to return the spell scroll in person.

In less than half a day, the matter spread all over the country.

"A majestic immortal, it's simply shameless to do such a thing!"

"Bah! What kind of immortal is he? Over the years, his Qing Lingzong's reputation has been ruined. If I were Ye Xianjun, I would have expelled him from the sect."

"Now that everyone in the world knows about this matter, I want to see how Lingzong will deal with it. It is not easy for ordinary disciples to abolish their cultivation base and be expelled from the sect. How to block the mouths of many people."

"Hey, back then, Shen Liuxiang was also an amazing person, but now he is so crazy because of a ruthless sword cultivator, it is hateful and lamentable!"

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From the passers-by on the street to the leaders of various factions, they all know that Shen Liuxiang is like a dog's skin plaster, stalking Ye Jianzun, and even jealous of his fellow apprentice Su Baiche, making things difficult for him in every possible way, and imitating others.

There is a widely circulated painting in the world, Su Baiche is dressed in snow-white clothes, lying on a couch, with several white lotuses blooming beside him.

Cool and fairy, people are more beautiful than delicate flowers.

So here, Shen Liuxiang also wore white clothes and white flowers.

His appearance is naturally beautiful, and the word "elegant" can't stick to it, so he cast a spell to smear his face as pale as a ghost, just for Ye Bingran's eyes.

"Look, I've become what you like, look at me."

Ye Bingran became more and more disgusted, but caring about Qing Lingzong's face, he only avoided it from time to time, and never acted aggressively. Until this time, he caught the handle and asked Qing Lingzong to clean up the house by himself.

Searching for memories, Shen Liuxiang walked towards Chao Yunfeng.

As a fairy, that is his independent residence, and almost no one comes here.

Many disciples walked in a hurry on the road, talking about Chongshengya, Shen Xianjun... But no one recognized Shen Liuxiang, they only thought that this person was weird, and it was better to stay away.

Shen Liuxiang seldom showed up, and mostly stayed in the peak for retreat, or went out to look for Ye Bingran.

All the disciples had an impression of him, white clothes and white flowers, a strand of extra long hair falling to his feet, suddenly like a ghost.

Occasionally, a passing disciple looked at his back, feeling suspicious.

"That man has a bunch of hair, why does he look a bit like Shen Xianjun."

"Don't talk nonsense, Shen Xianjun's long hair tied with Ye Jianzun is a few inches longer, maybe it's a coincidence."

Shen Liuxiang: "..." Luckily, she pulled back that long hair.

This is one of the absurd things Shen Liuxiang did.

When getting married in the mortal world, the newlyweds will each cut a lock of hair and tie it together, symbolizing the unity of the husband and wife.

So one time, taking advantage of Ye Bingran's unpreparedness, Shen Liuxiang cut off a strand of his long hair, knotted it with his own, and announced this to the world, and everyone in the world called him crazy.

Tangtang Xianjun, he is the only one in the ages to do such a shameful thing.

Back in the room, Shen Liuxiang first found a pair of scissors, pulled up the bundle of long hair, raised the blade with his hands, and cut it off with a click.

This thing is really shocking!

Unexpectedly, the red silk tied with hair flashed, and the scissors flew away, even his hands were numb from the shock.

"..." There was even a secret protection.

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, trying to find some other magic weapon, and forcibly cut off the knotted hair. At this moment, something in his arms became hot.

He took it out, and a round object was shining white.

Microphone.

"Where are you?"

The man in blue who sent him away earlier, Immortal Linghua.

Shen Liuxiang answered honestly: "Chaoyun Peak."

There was silence for a long while, and there was a violent shout: "Are you a stupid pig raised by Ling Dan?! You are told to run outside the sect, and come back when the senior brother returns to the sect! You actually threw yourself into a trap? You really think Ling Yue is as soft-hearted as senior brother Well, I still think that the Sifang Blood Pond can't hurt you to death!"

The Sifang Blood Pool, built on the top of Rebirth Cliff, was the most severe punishment of Qing Lingzong.

Shocking thunder, mountains of knives, sea of ​​fire, and clean water.

The last time the Sifang Pond was opened, it was Ao Yue, the powerful demon clan who caused chaos in the mortal world.

In the novel, when Shen Liuxiang heard that Master Jian came to the sect, he went to see him in a feverish manner, but was caught by the law enforcement elders, thrown into the pool of blood and tortured, and he was dying when he came out.

Even so, he still crawled to Ye Bingran's feet, pulled the hem of his clothes, and foolishly said don't worry, he doesn't blame him.

Everyone in Lingzong was so angry, including Ling Hua who had been defending him all the time, they wanted to throw him into the pool again to wake up.

It's ridiculous to be so lowly!

Shen Liuxiang pondered for a moment.

Right now, apart from Qing Lingzong, there is no better shelter. Since he wants to continue to stay, he must accept this punishment, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

"Don't run away." He said calmly.

"Tell Ling Yue for me, don't bother me, I will personally go to Rebirth Cliff to receive the punishment."

Suddenly, Ling Hua thought he had misunderstood.

what?

Want to accept the punishment obediently?

He turned his head and looked at Ling Dan, seeing the astonishment on the other's face, "Are you sure? Liu Xiang, this is not a joke, Sifangchi even senior brother has to peel off his skin when he enters."

On the day Ao Yue was tortured, the situation changed drastically, the screams were desolate and mournful, resounding through all the peaks, the cowardly disciple hid in the room and did not even dare to come out, and he still has lingering fears.

"I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

Probably a little confused, the light around the microphone gradually dimmed.

Shen Liuxiang put it on the table casually, and searched for clothes in the room. The ink robe on his body was a boy's figure, and it was a bit shorter.

He searched for a long time, but found that the clothes were all white, his eyes were dazzled, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness.

Reluctantly chose a replacement.

Rebirth Cliff is located in a remote place, swords are not allowed in the sect, and it will take some time for all the disciples to rush there.

The small gourd around Ling Jinye's waist swayed lightly, exuding a faint luster.

He walked forward side by side with Zhou Xuanlan, the two of them were leaders among the disciples, their names were very famous, and their every move attracted people's attention, but at this time, due to Zhou Xuanlan's status as a disciple, too many eyes were cast on them.

Ling Jinye looked worriedly at the person next to him, only to find that he frowned slightly, not paying attention to his surroundings, but thinking about something.

"Are you worried about Shen Xianjun?" He asked.

Zhou Xuanlan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

He and Shen Xianjun have the name of master and apprentice, but they have no relationship between master and apprentice.

In the trial of entering the sect, he, Ling Jinye and Ling Mushan were the top three. According to the rules, he would be accepted as a direct disciple by the three immortals. He was unlucky, so he joined Shen Liuxiang's sect.

This master, except for giving him a jade pendant when he was a teacher, ignored him.

In the blink of an eye for several years, Zhou Xuanlan only saw him at that time in the main hall, and for the rest, he heard about Shen Xianjun's amazing feats from other people.

Zhou Xuanlan looked at the jade pendant tied on his belt, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped slightly.

"What's wrong?" Ling Jinye noticed.

Zhou Xuanlan raised his head, with a strange expression on his face, he felt that the white-clothed strange man by the Chun River seemed to be his master...

After a while, he recovered his demeanor, "It's nothing."

He doesn't have a good opinion of this master.

who cares.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came up, the jade pendant on his waist flickered, and the blue halo formed a barrier, surrounding him.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuanlan disappeared in place.

Ling Jinye stretched out his hand and threw it into the air, blinked a little bit, looked down at the jade pendant on his waist, and suddenly realized that Xuan Lan was summoned by his master just like his master summoned him.

After a moment's pause, Ling Jinye's eyes widened.

What good can Shen Xianjun do with Xuanlan?Dragging an apprentice to back him up when he was dying? !He hastily cast a spell on the jade pendant: "Master, help me!"

The aura in the room trembled, and the green light dissipated.

Shen Liuxiang sat cross-legged on the couch, resting his chin on his hands, and blinked at the young man who appeared, his eyes gradually brightened.

Successful.

According to the formula in his memory, he activated the angelica jade on Zhou Xuanlan's body, but unexpectedly he actually summoned someone.

"Hello." Shen Liuxiang smiled slightly.

The big talk has been released, and he has to make some preparations when he really goes to Rebirth Cliff. After thinking about it, there is only one person who can help him.

"Master... Master,"

Coming here out of nowhere, Zhou Xuanlan looked around for a while, his eyes fell on the person on the couch, with an unnatural look across his face, he called out strangely, and asked, "Why are you calling me here?"

Shen Liuxiang stretched out his slender index finger, and poked his face: "Do you know how to solve the disguise?"

After digesting his memory, he remembered that instead of applying powder on his face, he used spells to make it look like this, and washed it with water, which didn't work at all.

"Low-level spells, disciples will naturally be able to unlock them," Zhou Xuanlan said suspiciously.

It is impossible for Shen Liuxiang not to know such basic spells.

"Come, come, help me break this spell first." This face was like a ghost, Shen Liuxiang couldn't take it anymore, and immediately beckoned him forward.

In the novel, Shen Liuxiang was also a little curious about the original appearance briefly, what would the face look like without the cover of magic spells.

"...The disciple has exceeded the courtesy."

While Zhou Xuanlan was speaking, he kneaded the formula, and immediately his index finger landed on Shen Liuxiang's forehead.

Lightly.

The spell was undone, and the spacious room was quiet for a while.

Zhou Xuanlan maintained the movement of lightly tapping his fingertips, and didn't move for a long while, his eyes fell on the cheek that was close at hand, he was dumbfounded, and the whole person seemed to be stunned.

Shen Liuxiang was worried about being blinded by the cast light, so he quickly closed his eyes. After waiting for a long time, the apprentice still didn't move. His slender black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his thin lips: "Okay, I want to open my eyes." gone."

The wind from the window was getting stronger, and the paper on the table was blowing rattlingly. The boy in black woke up from his stupefaction, and withdrew his hand, "It's okay, Master."

I heard that Shen Xianjun of Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty was originally beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

Now it seems that what was said was true.

Shen Liuxiang opened his left eye first, looked at Zhou Xuanlan, and found that his expression was not right, his heart skipped a beat, and immediately opened his right eye, "Bring the bronze mirror!"

Scared the child, how ugly is this? !

At least give passersby a face!

Anyway, I used to be in the entertainment industry, relying on my face to make a living...

Zhou Xuanlan looked around the room, found the mirror and handed it over.

The figure reflected in the mirror has a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and his complexion is not as pale as before with powder, but white with aura. Upon closer inspection, there is a small mole on the corner of his right eye, and his thin lips are lightly hooked. At the same time, the tails of the eyes will be slightly raised, which is a bit attractive.

Shen Liuxiang lost interest when he saw a face similar to his own, but fortunately, it was much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Next, there is only a magic weapon for protection.

Sifang Pond is world-famous, and those who enter will be forced to shed most of their spiritual power, and then experience the pain of being struck by rolling lightning, cut into pieces by thousands of knives, surging sea of ​​fire, and bone melting and blood melting.

Shen Liuxiang felt his scalp go numb just thinking about it.

We have to figure out a way.

He remembered that in the book, Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty had a treasure called the soul-protecting garment, which was the only top-level defensive magic weapon in the cultivation world, but few people knew where it was.

In this world, apart from the suzerain Ling Ye who knew everything, there was only one person left, who knew it by accident.

That person was Zhou Xuanlan, and that was the main purpose of Shen Liu calling him, but how to get Zhou Xuanlan to reveal the whereabouts of the soul-protecting clothes was a serious problem.

If he was Zhou Xuanlan, he would absolutely keep his mouth shut.

This kind of magic weapon is not something that a mere disciple can know or know...

Shen Liuxiang thought for a moment, and thought of the young man by the Juechun River, who was clearly looking cold, but threw him a warm robe before leaving.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Shen Liu slumped down, walked directly to the coffee table, took a sip of cold tea, "As you can see, the spiritual power was diverted during the training for the master, which damaged the sea of ​​consciousness, and I can't remember some spells. "

After all, he covered his face and coughed.

Zhou Xuanlan half-believed these words.

Some monks will indeed go into a state of madness due to unsteadiness and other reasons during the cultivation process. At least, their cultivation base will be damaged, and at worst, they will die.

But Shen Liuxiang's cultivation is advanced, and he has already entered the Nascent Soul Realm, so how could he make such a mistake.

When he was wondering, he heard Youtan, "Master, I called you this time to explain the funeral."

what? !

Zhou Xuanlan raised his head abruptly, and found that Shen Liuxiang had walked to the window at some point, and the wind was blowing against his thin figure, causing his clothes to fly and his black hair to dance.

He turned his head slightly, looked at Zhou Xuanlan, his beautiful eyebrows drooped, and there was an indistinct sadness in his eyes, "Over the years, I have been indulging in the word 'love' for my teacher and made many mistakes. , it's you."

Zhou Xuanlan was stunned.

Master's expression, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a fake.

His mood suddenly became complicated. When he was a child, he was a teacher, and he had fantasized about how his master would treat him well, but Shen Liuxiang shattered his dream. No matter how long it took, he didn't care about the word "master".

Now... why bother to mention it.

"Master, there is no need to be like this. This disciple doesn't have the slightest bit of resentment." He suppressed the slightest touch in his heart, "Master, the blessings are as good as the sky, so how can we talk about the funeral."

Shen Liuxiang was silent for a while, and put his hand on the window sill: "You should know that ten years ago, as a teacher, he was injured by the demon clan and almost died in Huangquan. Although he was rescued by Ye Bingran, the injury has not healed. Something went wrong, to make matters worse, this body is... exhausted and withered."

Zhou Xuanlan couldn't believe it.

He watched, Shen Liuxiang's lips were red and his teeth were white, his complexion was very good, why did he run out of fuel, "Master must be joking."

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, almost failing.

asshole.

Questioning his acting skills, what is the difference between this and smashing his job? !

Shen Liuxiang straightened his back, turned around, and his handsome face showed anger: "Could it be that you think Master is lying to you!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, his face turned pale in an instant, and he spit out blood "Wow", the bright red blood slid down the corner of his lips, leaving traces on the white jade-like skin, making it particularly glaring.

Zhou Xuanlan's face changed slightly: "Master—"

Shen Liuhang wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, and after taking a breath, he said in a hoarse voice, "I will tell you a truth, don't be confused by appearances, see the essence of things clearly."

He coughed lightly, and explained slowly: "There are countless people staring at Qing Lingzong from the outside world. If you know that this fairy king is about to die, you will be less afraid. While the suzerain is not around, some people will inevitably be unable to restrain themselves, so I am a teacher. ... must not show any discomfort!"

Zhou Xuanlan was astonished.

Is it actually for the sake of the sect, forcibly suppressing the restless spiritual power in the body?

His tone was lighter: "Master, don't be discouraged. Even if you can't use your spiritual power, at least your life will be safe. When the suzerain returns, you will definitely be able to find a way."

Shen Liuxiang's eyes flickered slightly: "But the master can't last him back, and he will go to receive the punishment in half an hour. With his current body, he will bear the punishment of Sifang Pond, and he will escape death."

Zhou Xuanlan frowned: "Master, can you tell the law enforcement elders truthfully..."

"Impossible," Shen Liuxiang tossed his sleeves, with a dignified expression, "If I don't step into the Sifang Pond today, I can't stop the people talking, and the world will say that Lingzong is selfish and has no discipline. Convince the disciples in the sect and shake the clan rules, and it will cause serious trouble in the future."

Zhou Xuanlan's heart trembled slightly.

It was also for the sake of the sect, he never thought that the master who had smeared Qing Lingzong everywhere would have such an awareness.

Seeing his expression, Shen Liuxiang felt that it was almost done. He took out a brocade storage bag and said in a deep voice: "In the past, I was ashamed of you for my teacher. From now on...cough, probably there will be no future."

He walked up to the still childish Zhou Xuanlan, held up his hand, and put the storage bag on his palm, "This is the accumulation of my teacher for many years, you put it away, and treat it as...cough, as a master Congratulatory gift, you will definitely win this time in the disciple competition... But, as a teacher, I can't see it."

After finishing speaking, he smiled lightly at the young man, with blood on his lips.

Poignant and decisive.

Zhou Xuanlan's throat suddenly felt blocked, and he was speechless.

He felt that the master's fingertips were cold, grabbing his hand, it was like ice silk slipping through, and it was soft in the cold, which made him stunned.

"If you are a teacher and have not survived this calamity," Shen Liuxiang let go of his hand, turned to press on the apprentice's shoulder, bent slightly, and looked directly at those pair of ink-like pupils.

A few words: "Remember, don't slack off in your practice. In addition, no matter what happens, you must take care of it... In short, as a teacher, I don't want to see you too soon under the Nine Springs."

After finishing speaking, Shen Liuxiang withdrew his hand and sighed with a disappointed face: "If the senior brother is here, this calamity will not be difficult to solve. Ask him to protect the soul... That's all, it's the destiny, so it's useless to talk."

Zhou Xuanlan looked down at the storage bag, and his knuckles tightened slightly.

Soul armor?

Shouldn't bother, but...

Damn!

Why does he just know where it is! !