cp dismantled into Shura field [Quick Pass]

The smell of medicine in the room made Lin Xing dizzy, and he opened his eyes.

In this world, he was reclining on a rosewood couch, sunk in a soft brocade mattress, with a plain brocade quilt over his body.After sitting up, the brocade quilt slipped off, and the long white hair on the shoulders poured down, like satin, glowing with silvery white light.

gray hair?

He stroked his white hair in surprise, and his bony fingers passed through it, as if disturbing a stream.

Fortunately, these hands have smooth skin and belong to a young man.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and a young man entered the room with lowered eyebrows and a medicine bowl in his hand. When he saw Lin Xing woke up, he respectfully called out, "Master."

Lin Xing raised his eyes to look at him.

The young man was extremely handsome, with soft brows, slightly pursed lips, and dodged eyes, as if a little nervous.As soon as Lin Xingyi's eyes fell on him, he lowered his head.

At this moment, Lin Xingyi's emotion value: 10 appeared in front of his eyes.

Lin Xing frowned: Is it him?

Not necessarily.

He is the one who has emotional value in every world, but not necessarily in this world.

The words of No. 07 still echoed in Lin Xingyi's ears.

"Task objectives: 1. Increase the emotion value of the task object to 100

2. Reduce the bond value between scum cps to 0

3. Harmonize the np text into 1v1"

It seems that this task has returned to normal, and it is no longer about reducing the emotional value.

Lin Xingyi asked: "Is the target of the emotion value task Han Yun?"

No. 07: "The objects of this mission are four people, all of whom have different emotional values ​​and attributes."

"Four people?" Lin Xing was furious: "One is about to die of exhaustion, come four? Are you kidding me?"

No. 07: "The task bonus is four times the normal one."

"I don't care about this." Lin Xingyi said: "Tell me, does he have the original memory? Which one of the four characters? What's the new name?"

"He only has the memory of the people in the book." No. 07 said: "Only when the emotional value of all task objects reaches 100, the host can know who he is."

Lin Xingyi: "Are you deliberately embarrassing me?"

No. 07 said: "As long as you complete this task, you will be able to see him in this world."

Lin Xingyi shut up.

After thinking about it, it is not a loss to see him in this world. No matter how the evil capitalism squeezes him, the money will be given, and the cake will be beautiful, forget it.

Lin Xingyi asked again: "What's his name in this world?"

No. 07 replied: "Shao Heng."

......

The master in the boy's eyes is in a daze.

On weekdays, Master is elegant and dignified, like white snow in the mountains, sacred and inviolable.However, at this time, his eyes were sleepy, and the reddish corners of his eyes and the red mark on his forehead were reflected in a gorgeous color.After removing the hair crown, the loose silver hair poured down on the shoulders and neck, and a few strands of messy hair were lingering indistinguishable from the slender neck.

The young man quickly looked away, not daring to blaspheme the master anymore, and when he came forward with the medicine bowl in his hand, he only dared to look at the book on the master's bed.

The young man said timidly: "Master, don't wait for the medicine to cool down."

Lin Xingyi took the medicine bowl.

The original owner seemed to be in poor health, the room was filled with the smell of medicine, and his body was also stained with the faint scent of medicine. He drank the medicine juice and frowned.

too bitter.

After the bitter medicine entered his throat, Lin Xing woke up for a moment, then felt sleepy again after a while, and lay down again.The young man knew the master's physical condition and knew that the master was tired again, so he left consciously. When he turned around and closed the door, he couldn't help but peek at the master again.

As soon as Lin Xing lay down tiredly, the voice of No. 07 rang in his ears: "Do you want to read the world line?"

Lin Xingyi chose "Yes".

At first Lin Xingyi didn't take the np text seriously, until he read the world line, his three views slowly split in his mind.

The beginning is normal.The original owner's name is Huan Lin Mugui, he has no family, no sect, he is a casual cultivator in the cultivation world, white clothes and white hair, light gauze hat, a Jiangshan sword to cut down the world's demons, protect the common people, and those who are destined have seen his true face, saying that he is beautiful and incomparable Chou, with a lofty demeanor and a peerless elegance.

Being extremely talented, he has already reached the peak of Mahayana at a young age, and he can be expected to be the best in the world of cultivation.

However, when the gate of the world was opened for him, he resolutely chose to turn back after stepping on the heavenly ladder.

At that time, the human world was experiencing natural disasters, frequent earthquakes and droughts, rampant monsters, and the emperor had no way. Lin Mu returned a Jiangshan sword and plunged into the chaos.

For him, his way is not to rank among the gods in the fairy world, but to protect the common people in the world.

He fought with the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm for a day and a night. There was no suspense in this battle, because his cultivation was very high, and he would be able to kill the demon successfully, but for some reason, the hidden wounds in his body were triggered inexplicably. Wasted, the Jiangshan sword that accompanied him for decades was also broken.

At the moment when his life's cultivation was exhausted, Lin Mu's heart was ashamed. Although he saved his life, he could no longer fulfill his "Tao".

There are always villains in the world of humans and demons, who can't be killed or killed. When a demon master falls, there will be a new demon master. If the new demon master still covets the world, what can he do?

The emperor is licentious and lawless, and the people of the world are in dire straits, who can he protect?

Lin Mugui hated this feeling of powerlessness.

Lin Mugui's deeds are widely read in the cultivation world. People are grateful for his kindness, but also regret his cultivation.

Lin Mugui chose to retire.

He could no longer reshape his body, dragged his wounded body, and hid in the bamboo house.Wearing a light shirt and loose white hair, the face covered by the white gauze bamboo hat all the year round is as pale as snow on the mountain top, and the red mark on the forehead becomes more vivid.

However, this ordinary person's body no longer has spiritual power surging.

Occasionally, he would step onto the grass with bare feet, pick up a branch as a sword, and know the sword formula by heart, and the figure he swung was as before, but he no longer had the lethality of the past.

More often, he would sit on the steps in front of the bamboo house, watching the sea of ​​bamboo swaying in the wind, the sun rising and setting, and falling asleep when he was sleepy. Immortal, he is very desperate, do not know how long to live like this.

until a man arrives.

That day, Lin Mugui was sitting on the steps watching the sunset, when a tall figure came up against the light, the golden sunset glow sprinkled on the man, the sweat on his forehead was crystal clear, his facial features were carved like knives and axes, and he was handsome and handsome.

The man was stunned for a long time after seeing Lin Mugui, until Lin Mugui asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Mugui hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, but it still sounded very nice.

The man came back to his senses: "I, Song Shuanghan, is the head of Cangyun Mountain. I came here to invite immortals... I came here to invite seniors to teach swordsmanship in Cangyun Mountain. My disciples can improve their swordsmanship, and I am extremely grateful!"

Lin Mugui's tone was very alienated: "I have become a useless person, you can go."

Song Shuanghan didn't give up: "Senior is highly respected and highly skilled in swordsmanship. It is more than enough to educate the disciples. As long as the senior can help the disciples of Cangyun Mountain to improve their swordsmanship, I will give everything to repay the senior..."

Lin Mugui laughed at himself: "My sword has long been broken, and my soul is buried in the loess, how can I teach you?"

After saying that, he stood up, tall and tall, his white clothes were dyed the color of sunset, and moved with his movements, making everything around him lose their color.

He walked into the bamboo house and closed the door to thank the guests.

The next day, Lin Mugui opened the door and saw that the soil in the yard had been turned over by someone, and a big pit had been dug out where the Jiangshan Sword should have been buried, and the broken sword had disappeared.

Lin Mugui said: "Weird man, why dig a broken sword?"

Three days later, at night, Song Shuanghan came to the bamboo house again holding the rebuilt Jiangshan Sword. He was out of breath and couldn't hide his joy: "Senior, I found the best sword builder in the whole cultivation world, and rebuilt the Broken Sword for Senior."

The broken sword was repaired, and it looked the same as before. There was faint spiritual power flowing on the surface. Lin Mugui suddenly recalled the glorious days. sleeve, and knocked the Jiangshan sword to the ground with a "clang".

"The sword can mend, but how can the heart and the broken body be mended?"

Song Shuanghan was not annoyed, picked up the Jiangshan sword, and suddenly stepped forward to approach Lin Mugui.As the masculine breath approached, Lin Mugui unknowingly took a step back, his back hit the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Song Shuanghan looked at him steadfastly, there was light in his black eyes.

While Lin Mu was in a daze, Song Shuanghan grabbed his hand, and led him to caress the blade of Jiangshan sword, and led him to hold the hilt.

The moment Lin Mugui touched Jiangshan Sword, he was already very surprised, and he was even more shocked when he held the sword hilt.

The moment he grasped the sword, spiritual power surged in his body again!

Song Shuanghan suddenly drew out his saber, Lin Mugui felt the crisis, so he drew out Jiangshan sword to fight him.Lin Mugui, who possessed the Jiangshan Sword, felt the spiritual power surging in his body for the first time in a long time, his blood screamed excitedly, and his former style reappeared again. He subdued Song Shuanghan in less than ten moves, and put his sword at his throat.

Lin Mugui was very excited, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and against the red marks on his forehead, his face was dyed brightly, and he was extremely handsome.

Song Shuanghan was so fascinated by the sight that his Adam's apple, which was only an inch away from the sword's edge, rolled up and down in a circle.

After a long time, Lin Mugui calmed down and realized that the atmosphere was not right. With a cough, he withdrew the Jiangshan sword and threw it behind his back.

Suddenly there was thunder in the sky, and heavy rain poured down. Song Shuanghan took off his coat, pulled Lin Mugui over, and covered the two of them with the coat, "Run!"

Lin Mugui ran with him in the rain like this.

At this time, the two fought to the mountainside, and there was a distance from the bamboo house on the mountain. It was the first time that Lin Mugui, who had never been alone, felt the feeling of being with others on the way to the bamboo house.

This feeling was extremely strange to him, he couldn't describe it, he only knew that his silent heart began to beat again, and he suddenly wished to continue running like this, never reaching the finish line.

After Song Shuanghan sent Lin Mugui into the bamboo house, he withdrew and stood in the heavy rain.

"Senior, I'm sorry." Song Shuanghan's black hair was soaked by the rain, and the rain dripped down his cheeks: "I have infused this sword with spiritual power in a special way, and it can only be used once once infused, sorry."

"I know." Through the rain curtain, Lin Mugui said, "However, thank you very much."

Thank you for making me feel so happy after a long time.

"Senior, I'm about to leave." Song Shuanghan said: "Please accept the Jiangshan sword, senior. The human race will never forget the kindness that senior has shown to the human world."

Song Shuanghan cupped his hands and bowed before turning around to leave.But Lin Mugui said softly: "Let's wait for the rain to stop."

Song Shuanghan happily jumped up the steps and stepped into the bamboo house. Because he was too reckless, he almost threw himself on Lin Mugui. Lin Mugui staggered and almost fell, but Song Shuanghan quickly grabbed his wrist.

Song Shuanghan smiled and said, "Okay."

The rain never stopped, Song Shuanghan meditated in the bamboo house all night.

When he was about to say goodbye the next day, Lin Mugui asked, "Do you still count on what you said earlier?"

Song Shuanghan was surprised at first, and then said pleasantly: "Yes!"

It is a long way from Zhushe to Cangyun Mountain.

Everywhere he went, Song Shuanghan would tell Lin Mugui about the local conditions and customs, and take him to taste all kinds of delicacies. Although Lin Mugui had already had a bigu, he couldn't help Song Shuanghan's hospitality, and would always eat the dishes that Song Shuanghan picked.The ups and downs of the world are all in the food, Lin Mugui felt that he was alive, and even the corners of his brows and eyes were smiling.

Finally, the two arrived at Cangyun Mountain.Cangyun Mountain is a very small sect with only a dozen disciples. Song Shuanghan felt that the number of people was insufficient, and the ability of the disciples was not enough to be Lin Mugui's direct disciples. Prestige to recruit new disciples?"

Lin Mugui agreed, and put forward his own idea: "I want to establish twelve ways of apprenticeship according to the topography of the twelve peaks of Cangyun Mountain. The difficulty of each step will increase. Be my direct disciple, and you can enter the master's door after breaking through the five paths."

Song Shuanghan held his hand and asked happily, "What do you need me to do?"

Lin Mugui's fingers trembled, but he didn't break free: "It's enough to hunt all kinds of monsters and goblins as obstacles. As for what each road is, I will set it up."

Song Shuanghan's eyes brightened: "Okay."

The fact that Lin Mugui joined Cangyun Mountain to recruit disciples caused waves in the entire cultivation world.

"But senior Lin Mugui who gave up becoming a fairy to save the world?"

"it's him!"

"But I heard that after beheading the Demon Lord, his skills and physique were exhausted, and he has long since retired. How could he enter the world?"

"Although his body is damaged and he can't fight, his mind and sword art are unrivaled in the world, and he must be more than enough to educate his disciples!"

"If you can get senior Lin Mugui's advice, your cultivation level will definitely improve greatly! I guess, there will be a large number of monks pouring into Cangyun Mountain, and the small sect of Cangyun Mountain will be revitalized because of Senior Lin Mugui!"

......

In order to go to Cangyun Mountain to learn from masters, countless monks flocked to Cangyun Mountain to learn twelve ways, but most of them could only pass the first five ways and were accepted as ordinary disciples, and only a few could continue to break through.

The No.12 peak of Cangyun Mountain.

Lin Mugui stood on the top of the yin and yang gossip diagram, with a silver crown, half a bunch of white hair, and fluttering clothes, like an exile.

He is waiting for the first disciple who has broken through the twelve paths of apprenticeship.