After the death of the master, the rebels treated me in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

In the human world.

Bai Xinghua stood quietly on the spot, looking at Wen Ziyi who was deep into the ancient forest, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

The last time I wanted to touch Wen Ziyi, but I didn't know why I passed out. After waking up, I was lying on the ground with a soft light sword hanging by the side of my neck.

As expected of a natural sword heart, he had already bound his natal saber during the foundation building period. He made a mistake and took it lightly.

He was tricked by a sword!

But well-

With his hands behind his back, Bai Xinghua gently tapped his palms, this time he couldn't run away.

He took his apprentice down the mountain to slay demons and eliminate demons. Wen Ziyi accidentally strayed into the ancient forest of Ji Yuan, and met the demons in the ancient forest.

You know, Ji Yuan Gulin dared not trespass easily even if he was a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

It's all because in the ancient forest lived a monster snake born in ancient times. It is rumored that it has two horns on its head and is about to fly to become a dragon.

Bai Xinghua's eyes dimmed, and she secretly planned in her heart.

After he was seriously injured, if he went to save his life by himself, no matter how unreasonable Wen Ziyi was, he would have to warm him up a bit.

As long as there is friendship, Bai Xinghua can slowly and logically become Wen Ziyi's sweetheart.

Thinking of the power that the natural sword heart can bring to him, Bai Xinghua couldn't help but smile, like a spider ready to go, squatting quietly on the web, staring at the butterfly about to hit the spider web.

You can have a full meal.He thought darkly.

****

Bai Xinghua missed a little bit.

Wen Ziyi didn't enter the Jiyuan Ancient Forest alone, there was a shadow behind him - Bai Xinghua's first apprentice, Fu Xiangqiao.

Fu Xiangqiao and him were incompatible for a long time.

She didn't expect Master to bring him to Jiyuan Ancient Forest specifically to find opportunities for him.

How did Fu Xiangqiao swallow this breath!

She was originally the apple of her father's eye, but after entering Lingyan Mountain, she became Bai Xinghua's chief disciple. She had already secretly given her heart to the gentle and gentle master, so there was no room for others to take a share of it.

Not to mention, Wen Ziyi almost destroyed her Dao heart before, causing her to go mad!

To this day, Fu Xiangqiao's cultivation level has not been improved, and she can only rely on some unorthodox spells and magic weapons to cover up her weakness.

So even though Master only let Wen Ziyi enter Jiyuan Ancient Forest alone, she still followed, only thinking that the ancient forest is full of dangers, and if there is a chance to kill Wen Ziyi, it would be a good thing.

Wen Ziyi took big steps, and walked into the depths of the ancient forest in a short time.

The gnarled branches blocked most of the light, and the ancient forest exuded a damp earthy smell, which made Fu Xiangqiao feel a little uncomfortable.

Every time you step on it, there are limp dead branches and leaves, and there are long snakes with bright flowers coiled on the tree beside you. Even if it can't hurt her, it still makes her sick.

Half of Wen Ziyi's face was hidden in the darkness, only the razor-sharp jawline was exposed to the light sunlight, and her fair skin matched her rosy lips.

He tilted his head slightly, Fu Xiangqiao's every move was under his control.

Not far away is a deep, dark cave.

Bai Xinghua told him that the Sword Immortal was sitting in this place back then, maybe he left some sword manuals behind.

Wen Ziyi knew that he was not telling the truth, but walked in without hesitation.

There was a long voice that seemed to be calling him.

Once entering here, the five sense organs were deprived, except for the pulsation of her chest, Wen Ziyi could hardly feel her own vitality.

Fuxiang's skillful and clumsy stalking has long been exposed. Her breathing is too heavy, disturbing the things in the cave.

There was a rustling sound, as if something was moving underground.

Tremblingly, she opened the storage bag, took out an expensive night vision bead, swung her arm violently, and slammed it against the wall with a bang.

The night vision beads shattered into luminous sand, which dispersed in the narrow cave, illuminating the land within ten feet.

Fu Xiangqiao only took one look, then sat down on the ground in fright, propping her body with her hands, her calves were still trembling.

Her spiritual consciousness was stabbed suddenly, and her whole body was clamoring for her to escape from this place quickly, but Fu Xiangqiao sat paralyzed on the ground, all her courage and strength were sealed, she only dared to stare blankly at the giant snake above her head.

No, maybe it wasn't a snake anymore.

It has turned into a half-dragon.

The huge and incomparable head was held high, only the bright red letter occasionally hissed out, and the two eyes stood in a straight line, fixedly looking at her not far away.

Just the coercion coming to her face can break Fu Xiangqiao's spine.She doesn't want to die yet, she still wants to go back to find Master!

The luminous sand only stayed for a moment, and suddenly, the surroundings returned to darkness again.

Except for the hissing sound, there is only the frantic heartbeat.

Fu Xiangqiao swallowed her saliva, her hands were convulsed, she couldn't control her, she opened the storage pouch several times, and took out something from it.

Wen Ziyi was also restrained by the giant snake, the tassel on the soft light sword was wrapped around his palm, and the long sword reflected light weakly, quietly waiting for the master's decision.

The sword spike is soft and light, and Fang Xingjian tied it on for him at the beginning.

The man held his hand and helped him straighten out his sword art move by move. From a child who was trembling while holding a sword, he grew into a man with sharp strikes. No one knew his growth better than Fang Xingjian.

Fang Xingjian.

Wen Ziyi felt a familiar feeling in his heart again, thousands of ox hair needles pricked his chest lightly, itching and painful, as if something was about to tear his flesh and jump out of his body.

He held the soft light sword tightly, and his figure was like the shadow of Fang Xingjian, exactly the same, almost completely overlapping.

He killed the master, but remembered all the moves of the master.

A voice sounded from Gululu beside him, it was thrown from Fu Xiangqiao's direction, Wen Ziyi lowered her eyes coldly, and took two steps back.

"boom--"

A talisman suddenly exploded at his feet, and a burst of fragrance rose slowly.

Wen Ziyi's heart sank, and her murderous aura overflowed instantly.

This turned out to be the Beast Attracting Talisman in the Spirit Beast Mountain!

As long as there is a little bit of breath, the wild beast will follow him like crazy until it eats him.

How dare Fu Xiangqiao use the beast-inducing talisman in such a small place!

Wen Ziyi squinted and looked over, just as she saw a warm yellow light bursting from Fu Xiangqiao's feet, she only smiled sinisterly with mocking eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

In the cave, only Wen Ziyi, who was covered in the fragrance of the beast-inducing talisman, was left.

The hissing sound above the head became louder, and the half-dragon demon snake twitched restlessly on the ground, breaking the gravel in the cave, and flying in all directions.

Wen Ziyi raised her long sword vigilantly, the soft light buzzed and trembled, obviously knowing that the opponent was a difficult enemy to deal with.

The long snake was in front of him almost instantly.

The bloody mouth opened suddenly, and the rancid smell rushed into the nasal cavity, Wen Ziyi frowned, covered her nose and took two steps back.

He has made all preparations, even if he dies in battle, it is his fate.

Sleepless nights can be relieved.

The ancient giant snake that was about to transform into a dragon hit Wen Ziyi heavily, and the stench of the wind blew his long hair into a mess, only the long sword did not move at all.

boom--

With a loud noise, the head of the long snake hammered a big hole in the ground.

It is less than an inch away from the tip of Wen Ziyi's shoe.

The long snake opened its mouth deeply, with a simple and long voice, as if it came from far away:

"Welcome for a long time—"

"I can see my Lord again."

****

The fresh air filled his lungs, Fang Xingjian took a couple of breaths, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had broken into someone's memory again.

The scene in front of him was extremely bloody.

He couldn't see his own appearance, he only saw a wooden bed in front of him, on which lay a bloody corpse, and he couldn't even identify a man and a woman.

The sharp weapon was drawn from the throat to the lower abdomen, and the gastrointestinal viscera rushed out of the abdominal cavity, all mixed together, and no specific organ could be distinguished.

His face was even more mushy, scalded alive by the hot oil into a piece of rotten flesh.

Man watching acid reflux.

But the owner of the memory didn't seem surprised, he just put his palms together and bowed, then turned around and took the door out.

There were anxious people outside, wrapped in coarse linen, and a thin, yellow-faced child, clinging to his mother's legs, poking out half of his head, staring at him curiously and fearfully.

An old man with a serious white beard came forward and was their backbone. He tremblingly asked:

"In the end, who killed Master Wei?"

"Since Mr. came to our village, he has been teaching and educating people, and everyone is full of praise for him." The old man wiped away his tears, but he dared not take a step forward.

Mrs. Wei's death was so miserable that his stomach would churn just by looking at it.

"It was the work of evil spirits."

This voice is very familiar, but slightly younger.

It is Zhou Yunyi, the supreme ghost cultivator in the original book.

The old man took a step back in horror, the beard on his mouth was trembling, he turned around and told the child to take it down first, and then hesitatingly said:

"How can there be ghosts? Our village is full of honest people, but noise is rare."

Zhou Yunyi thought for a while, and asked, "Is Master Wei married?"

The old man shook his head: "I was alone when I came here, and I still want to tell my youngest daughter to Mrs. Wei."

His face turned cold, he pondered for a while, and only told the old man not to worry, he would squat here tonight to hunt for ghosts.

Zhou Yunyi entered the lineage of cultivating immortals by accident, and his talent of dual spiritual roots is not that good, and he didn't want to enter the sect to be controlled, so he traveled around the world on his own, and he could also eliminate demons and defend the way along the way.

He stroked his smooth chin.

Why was Mr. Wei, who was harmless to humans and animals, killed by a female ghost? Could it be that female ghosts killed indiscriminately?

This situation is quite rare.

Fang Xingjian thought to himself, the person who died must be Wei Chiqiu, and the female ghost Zhou Yunyi was talking about was undoubtedly the ghost that he had let down.

Although the person died, it didn't affect Fang Xingjian's displeasure.

Such a weak mind and dangling in the pile of makeup every day, he can have today's end, which is also created by himself.

Fang Xingjian's eyes went dark, and when he opened it again, he changed places.

It is the familiar Ning'an Temple.

At this time, the temple was resplendent and resplendent, and even the body of the Bodhisattva was plated with gold and inlaid with jade, which shows the prosperity of incense.

Zhou Yunyi carried a clay pot in his hand, on which were densely sealed a lot of charms, he was not very good at spelling seals, so he could barely win by quantity, to suppress the evil spirit of the evil spirit.

He quietly put the clay pot on top of the Buddhist hall, hoping to use the charm of the Buddha to cleanse the ghost and let her escape into reincarnation as soon as possible.

Zhou Yunyi clapped his hands, and was about to go out when a sharp howl bumped into him.

A couple in blue clothes fell down the steps in shock, and the candied haws in the children's hands fell to the ground.

Everyone stared at a mountain.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, surging black air covered the entire mountain, faintly spreading over the entire capital city.

The child murmured and shouted: "It's Leiyun——"

Standing in front of the main hall, Zhou Yunyi opened his mouth in astonishment, his pupils trembling, and stared at the black cloud intently.

Only he knew that it was not a thunder cloud, but a gushing devil energy.

Such gushing demon energy seems to turn this place into a demon realm!

At this moment, on the Buddhist altar that everyone ignored, a talisman was blown away by the wind.