You Are Too Ugly, I Refuse

There is a saying in the human world - don't worry blindly on weekdays, even if the sky falls, there will be tall people to support it.

And when the naivety collapsed, Qing Chuan just wanted to curse: Damn it!

There are nine layers of heaven in the fairy world, and each layer has countless jade towers and tall buildings. Its scenery is no different from that of the mortal world. The place where the secret realm left by the ancient god Yige Shangshen is located.

But for tens of thousands of years, no one has ever set foot in that land, because the only way to the secret place is the tower god pillar in the demon town tower.

But this time is good, the Demon Suppressing Tower is broken, and the sky where the secret realm is located has also collapsed. Countless treasures of heaven and earth in the secret realm have fallen straight to the human world, and there are streaks of spiritual energy in the air, but the immortals dare not Look for the falling direction of those treasures to the lower bound.

——Of course, there are some people who are not afraid of death in every place, and the fairyland is no exception.

Qing Chuan stood at the height of Qianqiu Terrace, carefully counting the number of disciples who had gathered.

With this count, he discovered something was wrong—the Yunjianmen had a total of 380 seven disciples, except for the younger brother who went to the Zhenmo Pagoda with Yun Caiye, and Qinglang who ran to Emperor Xianhua, There should be 380 five talents standing on the Qianqiu platform now.

But he counted three times, and only counted 370 and nine people. Where did the missing six people go?

Qing Chuan frowned, and roared in a low voice: "Is everyone here?"

All the Tsing Yi disciples on the Qianqiu Stage said in unison: "It's all here!"

"What the hell!" Qing Chuan scolded, "The fuck is missing six people, you keep your eyes open and look around! Find out if there is someone in the same room as me! If there is someone who shelters, you will be punished severely. !"

As soon as Qingchuan's words came out, Qianqiutai exploded, and the noise continued.All the disciples look at me and I look at you, and carefully searched for the disciples in the same house in the crowd, for fear of missing something and being beaten by Qingchuan.

"Eldest brother..." Qingying tugged on Qingchuan's sleeve and called him in a low voice, "Are you sure that six people are really missing? How can I count that seven are missing?"

As soon as Qingchuan finished speaking, Qingying raised her chin and began to count the number of people on Qianqiu Terrace, but she only counted 370 people, one less than Qingchuan counted, so she was a little puzzled and asked .

"What? There are only seven missing?" Qing Ya suddenly turned her head, staring at Qing Ying and Qing Chuan dumbfounded, "Aren't you dazzled? I am obviously missing nine people."

Hearing this, Qing Chuan's sword eyebrows frowned even tighter, his sharp eyes swept down the stage, ready to count again, but saw a disciple tremblingly raised his hand in the crowd.

Qing Chuan nodded, motioning for the disciple to speak, the disciple in Tsing Yi got the order, and said in a trembling voice: "Elder brother, the four juniors who live next door to us are gone..."

Qingchuan recognized that disciple, he and the four missing people he mentioned were a group of junior juniors who entered Yunjianmen later in the past thousand years, but those juniors were also taught by him himself, so he is naturally familiar with their character , They are definitely not the kind of people who can do such a thing, but where did they go?

Seeing that Qing Chuan hadn't spoken, the disciple's voice trembled even more: "I... the three disciples who lived with me also disappeared, but we just came together..."

Qing Yuan frowned and asked him: "Could it be that they slipped away after they arrived?"

As soon as Qing Yuan finished speaking, Qing Chuan immediately said: "Impossible, I am very familiar with their temperament, and those few have no courage to do such a thing."

Qing Yuan took a deep breath, turned her head to look at the disciple who spoke just now, and was about to inquire about the details, but the disciple was nowhere to be seen as far as she could see.

"Where's Qing Yiren?" Qing Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at it carefully and asked.

"Junior Brother Qing Yi...he's gone..." The few disciples standing beside Qing Yi just now were also surprised and said suspiciously.

Qing Yuan said: "Isn't he still talking here just now?"

"Senior sister, we don't know, Junior Brother Qing Yi... He disappeared out of thin air..."

Disappeared out of thin air.

As soon as these four words came out, a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared on Qianqiu Stage. This seemingly absurd answer was the only answer.

It would be understandable if the few people they ordered before slipped away quietly, but Qingyi really did disappear under their noses, and the people who were talking together just now seemed to be swaying in the blink of an eye. It disappeared in place like green smoke, which was extremely weird.

But the strange thing is far more than this one, Yun Caiye and Zhu Yuan just walked halfway, he felt a sharp pain from the wound on his right arm that had healed badly, he couldn't help but groaned and knelt down Fall on the sword.

The blood overflowing from the torn wound quickly soaked the clothes, Zhu Yuan looked serious, and quickly peeled off Yun Caiye's clothes, and as expected, he saw a fresh sword wound on the young man's right shoulder, it was like a replay of Bian Bian The situation of the battle on the sandbar.

Yun Caiye's face was terribly pale, and he seemed to realize that something was wrong, he held back the pain in his right arm and pulled at Zhuyuan's shirt with his left hand: "Zhuyuan... are you okay..."

Zhu Yuan gently put down Luo Xiye, then went to help the young man, comforting him: "I'm fine, Master, you—"

Before Zhu Yuan finished speaking, the wound on Yun Caiye's right shoulder healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never appeared before, and even the faint pink scar that hadn't disappeared since then completely disappeared.

Yun Caiye opened his eyes wide, pulled up his clothes and guarded his sword, and headed towards Yunjian Gate.

As soon as he arrived at Yunjianmen, he found that in the gate... the remaining disciples were all gathered on Qianqiu Terrace, and after hearing the sound, they quickly looked towards him.

"Master! Junior brother!" Qing Ying quickly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhu Yuan's safe and sound figure.

From the moment Qing Yi disappeared, the Yunjianmen disciples in front of him began to disappear one by one in the order they entered the Yunjianmen—like going back in time.However, in the past ten thousand years, Zhu Yuan was the last disciple of the Immortal Family to worship at Yunjian Sect.

Qingying doesn't know how to describe her mood when she realized this, not to mention that Zhu Yuan is one of the seven core disciples of Yunjianmen, and is Master's beloved disciple, and more importantly - he is Master's favorite people.

All these disciples have seen what Yun Caiye has been through these tens of thousands of years, and they can naturally see how happy the master is when the junior brother and master are together.

If the little junior brother suddenly disappears before the eyes of the master... No, the little junior brother was raised by the master himself, he will not disappear suddenly, but will change from a youth to a teenager, and then to the appearance when he was still young, even Yu turns back into an egg before finally disappearing.

For the master who loves to disappear deeply, this is like torture, and the knife stabs the heart of the master.

So when the number of missing people exceeded 70 people, and she was the next two people, she didn't have any fear in her heart, but felt sorry for Master who might be sadder than her.

"Master... you and junior brother are fine... that's great..." Qing Ying pursed her lips, trying not to let the tears in her eyes fall, and showed a happy smile.

"Qingying!" Yun Caiye's heartstrings tightened, her pupils constricted, and she ran towards Qingying, trying to grab her sleeve.

However, he grabbed the air.

Where Qing Ying was standing, her figure was no longer there.

Yun Caiye took two steps back in disbelief, Qing Yuan was already covering her mouth and crying on Qing Shi's shoulder.

But at this time, there was a sound of a thick bell that seemed to come from the ancient times, magnificent and long, with boundless waves of aura, hitting people's eardrums over and over again, and resounding through the entire sky in an instant, in the fairy world reverberates from every corner.

This is the heavenly bell of the Tianyu Temple.

When the seeds of the sky sounded, the fairy world was in a hurry.

Until the most critical moment, Xianhua will not let people ring the world clock.

They don't need to raise their heads, and they can control the immortals who are heading towards the Tianyu Temple with their own magic weapons in the sky.

Yun Caiye originally wanted to follow Yujian, but suddenly received a letter from Qin Qing's Bai Luan.The letter said that he knew where Yabai was, and he wanted Yun Caiye to feel the past, and if it was later... he would not be a ghost, but would turn back into a human.

Yun Caiye thought about it for a moment, then put Luo Xiye in Qing Chuan's arms, and Zhu Yuan and herself did not go to the Hall of Heaven and Earth to meet Xianhua, but went to the underworld.

Because it is useless even if they go to the Hall of the Universe, the speed of going back in time is extremely fast. By the time they arrive at the Hall of the Universe, most of the immortals in this fairy world may have disappeared, and the remaining people will argue and discuss for a while... The six realms are really hopeless, so it is better to seize this only chance and try.

Yabai really went crazy this time, Yuncaiye held his sword in the air, and saw that the world was almost a sea of ​​blood, ghosts and ghosts were everywhere, the dead returned to the mortal world, the emperor's star dimmed, and his fate was reversed.

Realizing that the spiritual power in his body was disappearing little by little, and his cultivation base was constantly retreating, Yun Caiye frowned and murmured: "What the hell is he going to do..."

Qin Qing just stood guard at the gate of the underworld and waited for Yun Caiye to come. The ghosts and ghosts in his ghost palace have almost left, and now there are only black and white impermanence and bull-headed horse faces left. Seeing Yun Caiye's figure, Qin Qing jumped forward and pulled Clutching his sleeve: "Oh my god, you've come, I'm an ordinary ghost now, if you come later, I will return to the sun."

Yun Caiye frowned and said, "You... died before I became a fairy, and I haven't turned back into a mortal yet, so how could you return to the sun?"

"It seems to be the same..." Qin Qing was stunned, and then pulled Yun Caiye straight to the innermost hall of reincarnation in the ghost hall, "then come quickly, Qin Qing is in the hall of reincarnation, why did he come here? I don't even know... The key is that we still can't open this door!"

Turning around a wall, Yun Caiye didn't see Yabai, but instead saw Xuan Jiuming.

He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a feather crown, with a handsome figure and starry eyes, completely different from Yun Caiye's demeanor when he saw him the last time.When he saw Qin Qing and Yun Caiye approaching, he stepped forward and said, "Qin Qing, you are here..."

Qin Qing let Xuan Jiuming speak, and leaned closer to Yun Caiye's ear and whispered, "He was crushed to death by the stone that fell from the hole in your fairy world."

Yun Caiye: "..."

"But fortunately, he came to the underworld by himself, and his mana seems to have recovered."