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

Fang Xingjian didn't hold back his hand, and went towards the death spot everywhere, the long sword danced with wind, and instantly drove Bai Xinghua into a desperate situation.

"Fang Xingjian—"

"How dare you touch him!"

Seeing the blood cut all over his beloved's body, Yu Chao was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart, he took a breath, took out the talisman and threw it out.

There was a crackling sound, a burst of thick smoke rose, this spell condensed all his cultivation bases, even a monk at the Mahayana stage could stop——

Before Yu Chao's thoughts fell to the ground, the long sword had already burst out of the smoke, reflecting the warm sunlight, but it made people feel cold all over.

The mist tugged at Fang Xingjian's clothes, but it didn't have any effect. He was immediately left behind, like a flying eagle rushing to the ground, and arrived in front of Bai Xinghua in the blink of an eye.

Facing the protagonist in the original book, Fang Xingjian did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and he concentrated all his life's knowledge into one sword, and he went out with all his strength——

Bai Xinghua's throat was cut open by him, and blood sprayed all over the sky, Yu Chao's roar and the noise of fleeing in the square covered up a small sound.

The blushing sticky moan from the nasal cavity.

Fang Xingjian's expression turned pale, and he stared at the person in front of him warily.

Bai Xinghua was dressed in white clothes that were stained crimson with blood, with blue veins popping out of her forehead, and there seemed to be many insects wriggling under her skin, which were about to break open the tender skin in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, a very strong scent of chalcedony diffused from his body, blowing across the entire square with the wind, and the monks stopped in their tracks and looked over in despair.

The aura that was as clear as a lotus disappeared from his body, and he turned into a sweet and fragrant flower that is charming and charming, showing a charming attitude in every move.

Bai Xinghua stretched out her fingertips to watch his plump and round light pink nails carefully, then suddenly pointed at Fang Xingjian, with a bad tone:

"You, you—"

"Obviously it would be easier to die, but it would be unpleasant to have to come back to find me. If this is the case, then no one should think about it."

Fang Xingjian sneered: "Finally you have revealed your true colors."

"Mo Xiu, Bai Xinghua."

Bai Xinghua raised her index finger: "Hey, I'm not a lowly species like Moxiu."

He smiled softly, his brows and eyes full of amorous feelings, and the monks around him surrounded him and obeyed his command.

"I am a spiritual creature transformed from the chaos of heaven and earth, whether spiritual energy or demonic energy, they are all transformed from the energy of chaos in my body—"

"I am the world, and the world is me."

Fang Xingjian squinted his eyes, as if recalling something in a flash, but the thought was fleeting, and he had dissipated before he realized it.

With the long sword in front of him, he said coldly:

"It doesn't matter who you are, after all, after this, you will only be the dead soul under my sword."

Bai Xinghua smiled coquettishly, all the monks turned their faces, and countless magic weapons were aimed in the direction of Fang Xingjian, ready to go.

"Then give it a try."

This group of people was clearly captured by him. Fang Xingjian didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he couldn't help being restrained in the face of people pouring in one after another.

But it was impossible for him to be trapped, and the deterrence was severely suppressed. All the monks below the Nascent Soul stage were thrown to the ground, and they fell dizzy and could no longer stand up.

He drew his sword and rushed forward, only seeing Bai Xinghua's head.

Bai Xinghua's cultivation level skyrocketed in an instant, from the transformation stage to the Mahayana stage in an instant, and the fight with him was so fierce that even Fang Xingjian didn't know what to do. Even if he had the upper hand, he was only five or five in this battle.

It is worthy of being the protagonist of the original novel.

Bai Xinghua didn't realize that he was forced into a desperate situation for a while, raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, and caught a confused monk in front of her, who happened to be Li Binbai whom Fang Xingjian was familiar with.

His hands froze, Bai Xinghua snorted, and immediately shot a red light at him, scolding with a smile:

"Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingjian, why don't you have a long memory?"

As soon as the words came out, even he was stunned, not knowing where this "never" came from.

But Bai Xinghua didn't think too much, she threw away the meat shield in her hand, and rushed up in the blink of an eye.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

He is not just as simple as a succubus, he just likes to tease people around, so he exists as a succubus in the world, otherwise, with his cultivation base, he would be a pioneer in the human world and the devil world.

When the red light hit, Fang Xingjian's chest felt cold, and it was unbearably itchy for a moment, as if something had crawled into his body and wriggled.Even in the face of Bai Xinghua who was rushing straight, he couldn't even raise his hand holding the sword.

He desperately used his spiritual sense to push Bi Haichao Shengjian, but in a duel between masters, just one wrong angle could kill him, not to mention his half-disabled figure now.

The long sword wailed, and was sent flying by Bai Xinghua.

Bai Xinghua's five fingers clasped together, heading straight for his heart.

"puff--"

The sound of long armor piercing into flesh echoed in everyone's ears, but Bai Xinghua's smile was frozen at the corner of his mouth.

In the square where countless people gathered, there was only a small arena that was a pure land, Bai Xinghua looked at the person in front of him sadly, and even forgot to hold his hand.

And Fang Xingjian fell into a familiar embrace.

At the very moment, someone rushed over and held him tightly in his arms, blocking Bai Xinghua's powerful attack, only the violent heart beating of that person was in his ears.

Thump, thump.

In a daze, he seemed to see someone who accompanied him growing up in the Demon Realm.

Sunset and stars rise, day goes and night returns.

That person will come back to him.

Wen Ziyi's long hair hung down, and his chin rested on the top of Fang Xingjian's hair, completely exposing his frail neck to his eyes. If he wanted to, he could even bite Fang Xingjian to death.

Wen Ziyi's face turned pale from the pain, but she still held her breath, patted Fang Xingjian's back lightly, and smiled softly: "Master, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Fortunately, it wasn't too late."

Fang Xingjian got rid of his embrace, his eyes were black and gray, the Gu worms wriggled wantonly under his skin, even if he poured all the spiritual power to force him back, or even just let the Gu worms drill down a little bit more.

His eyes became more and more blurred, and the strong sleepiness forced all thoughts to stop, and his eyelids gradually closed.

Wen Ziyi, why did you come to rescue him?

That was the last thought that hovered in his mind.

****

A cold itching slid across Fang Xingjian's cheek.

He slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet a pair of round golden pupils.

He lowered his eyes and saw that he was wearing a simple dress, which might not be in this world.

In a daze, Fang Xingjian heard himself say, "You are my doom?"

Two icy white fingers twisted a black snake that was not as thick as the little finger, hanging in the air.

The scales are black and shiny, and the pair of golden pupils are also beautiful, but the stupidity in the eyes can't be covered, and they just stare at themselves.

"What kind of hexagram did Wangguixi calculate for me, that this little thing of yours can become my doom?"

He raised his smiling face and snorted, but gently put the little snake into the palm of his hand and let him coil it in a circle.

"Forget it, since it's a calamity, I want to see if it's you, the little snake, or my fate."

"What's your name?" He raised his hand and rubbed his head. The matter of choosing a name really gave him a headache, and Wang Guixi's name didn't sound very nice.

Feeling his emotional turmoil, the little snake gently brushed his tail with his palm, and a sense of comfort was revealed from the golden pupil.

Fang Xingjian looked over in amazement, never expecting to be comforted by this little snake, he burst into laughter, his eyes just fell on a piece of crystal clear flame stone behind him.

The flame stone containing the pure fire element actually gave birth to a spirit snake.

Ever since he was an egg, countless turbulences have occurred in the world. Even Wannian Wangguixi, who is used to the changes in the world, couldn't help reminding him that countless disasters would happen because of him in the future, and Fang Xingjian's In their fate, they are destined to have a teacher relationship with him.

So he searched for the taste and found it.

This little snake is disaster itself.

He withdrew his eyes, brushed the little snake's cold scales, and said softly:

"Let's call it Chiyu."

Sincere and kind, transparent as jade.

—

The little snake lived in his fairy mansion.

"Master, that stinky bastard is robbing me again!"

"I don't have one, Immortal Elder, that is obviously the magic weapon you gave me."

Fang Xingjian has ten heads and one head. He thought that it would be good for Chiyu not to touch the dark side and let him grow up in the sunshine, but he didn't expect this guy to live such a simple life. Every day he went to the mountain to dig out bird eggs and went to the sea to fight Wangguixi. I didn't work hard at all the spells I learned.

Chiyu has already turned into a human form, and the child who is not even up to his waist height is not afraid of people at all. When he saw him appear, he ran quickly, hugged Fang Xingjian's waist tightly, and exposed half of his head to scold Wangguixi who was opposite him. :

"Master gave it to me!"

Wang Guixi didn't know how to curse, and her face was flushed with anger: "You, you are talking nonsense, you stinky snake!"

Fang Xingjian curled his lips, raised his hand and slapped the little kid on the head hard.

"Chiyu, return it quickly."

Only then did Wang Guixi raise his chin and snorted, like a victorious rooster, snatched back the thing in his hand, fearing that he would be entangled again, he ran away quickly, not forgetting to thank him.

"Thank you Xianchang!"

Fang Xingjian shook his head helplessly, pulled the child behind him towards him, and squatted down, "What's the matter, you have a room full of magic weapons, which one didn't I prepare for you?"

Chiyu looked at the ground aggrievedly with her big bright eyes, her chubby little hands intertwined in front of her, and her voice sounded like she was about to cry:

"Smelly bastard..."

Another pat on the head, "No cursing, he is your senior."

Chiyu covered his head, feeling even more aggrieved, sniffing, and changed his mouth:

"Wang Guixi showed off in front of me, saying that only he has that kind of thing, and the master never gave it to me."

Fang Xingjian, a majestic sword master of the generation, is regarded by everyone as the uncrowned king of the Three Realms. Countless people have speculated about how he practiced swords in private and retreated, but no one could have imagined that he was actually a daddy every day in the Immortal Mansion.

Grandma Fang sighed: "Then I'll buy you one too, don't you want to grab his again, you understand?"

Chiyu was muffled and did not speak, but nodded his head weakly.

Fang Xingjian felt a little distressed when he saw it, and he pressed the child's head helplessly: "You child, you are competitive...how can you be happy, I'll buy you two?"

Chiyu lowered her head, her big eyes showing a hint of calculation, and she was still crying when she spoke:

"I don't want two magic tools, I want to sleep next to Master tonight, is that okay?"

Before Fang Xingjian could react, he immediately added: "It doesn't matter if Master doesn't want to, I, I'm already this old, I should sleep by myself..."

Fang Xingjian looked at him like a wronged little daughter-in-law, how could he not agree, he sighed deeply, thinking that his disaster had actually started from here.

"alright."

A successful smile flashed in the eyes of the "little daughter-in-law", which made those golden pupils even more shining.

In the night, the child who was not as tall as his waist turned into a prototype, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and a black snake as tall as a person wrapped around his waist to his calf, making his whole body ache from the pressure.

Sword Master thumped his back, straightened his waist, and said that he must change to a bigger bed in the future.

****

Memory is like a revolving lantern. When Fang Xingjian opened his eyes again, he felt a little confused when he met those narrow golden pupils.

I don't know if I'm still in a warm dream, or I've returned to the reality of impermanence.

"Master is awake? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

It's Wen Ziyi.

Fang Xingjian's expression froze, and after regaining consciousness, he summoned Bi Haichao Shengjian and pierced Wen Ziyi's arm directly.

If he had been slower to dodge, it would have hurt more than just his arm.

He withdrew his sword indifferently, and left the bed, his eyes could freeze to death.

"I said, when we meet again, you and I will be enemies."

Ting Ming, who was next to him, saw the whole process, and was out of breath for a long time, and rushed forward quickly.

"Why don't you have any conscience at all! The young master will help you..."

Before Fang Xingjian could make a move, Wen Ziyi had already swung out a formula, knocking Ting Ming far away, but she was backlashed by spiritual power, and her complexion turned pale.

He looked directly at Fang Xingjian, still showing a smiley face: "It doesn't matter, as long as Master thinks, you can kill me at any time."

Fang Xingjian frowned, looked around and found that this was the Demon Palace, he was in a bad mood for an instant.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Wen Ziyi's pair of golden pupils, which were exactly the same as Chiyu's, flickered, and lowered her eyelashes to hide the sadness in her eyes.

"It's nothing, I just want to be good to Master."

Fang Xingjian turned his face sideways, he was weak all over, and he was already reluctant to swing a sword, since he couldn't kill Wen Ziyi, the taste of his next attack would change, he just stood where he was.

"I don't need it, that's fine, I don't want to be with you."

Wen Ziyi hurriedly raised her head, asked her subordinates to bring out a person, and looked at him cautiously:

"Master has been affected by the Gu worm. I don't feel relieved to leave alone now. I even brought Que Shuangrong to you. Why don't you let her talk to you?"

Just as Fang Xingjian was about to open his mouth to argue, Wen Ziyi said desolately again: "I know Master doesn't want to see me, and I won't annoy you again. When you recover well, I won't stop you no matter where you go."

"I beg you, Master."

Fang Xingjian frowned, seeing him lower his head, as if seeing Chiyu who was muffled in his memory.

There was a pain in a part of his heart that he deliberately ignored.

Before he could speak, Que Shuangrong had already been brought up.

She changed into a generous and exquisite dress, even though her face was tired, her expression was not dull, she looked exactly the same as the outstanding elder sister in the past.

"Fang Immortal."

Wen Ziyi had already led people back down, and there were only him and Que Shuangrong in the room.

The decoration in this room is the same as he had in Lingyan School, and the familiar Que Shuangrong was in front of him. For a moment, Fang Xingjian couldn't tell the time, as if the previous experience was just a nightmare.

The elder sister sent Wen Ziyi back to him with a bruised nose and swollen face, and stopped by to say hello.

Fang Xingjian smiled inwardly, closed his eyes and took a shallow breath. When he opened his eyes again, his old emotions were suppressed, and he just asked softly:

"Are you feeling better?"

Que Shuangrong nodded and poured him a cup of tea, and the two sat at the table.

She stared at the tea in the teacup, the aroma was tangy, it was Fang Xianchang's favorite drink, Xue Ding Yun Jian, unexpectedly Wen Ziyi could even remember these details clearly.

In this case, why did the two turn their faces again, and now the master and apprentice have turned into enemies?

Thinking of this, Que Shuangrong also tentatively said: "Fang Xianchang, maybe I am talking too much, but there are some things I really have to say."

"My obsession may have something to do with Baixian...Bai Xinghua. After Wen Ziyi knocked him off the cliff, my spiritual consciousness seemed to be liberated from the cage."

"I saw with my own eyes that Wen Ziyi brought you back, and then used his own body as a vessel to catch a lot of female Gu and put them in his body to lure the Gu in your body to crawl out."

Her memory was a bit confused, she didn't know about Fang Xingjian's fall into the Demon Realm, she only knew that he was kicked out, and now he came back to take revenge.

Que Shuangrong asked: "Is there some misunderstanding between you two?"

Otherwise, how could he assassinate the person who saved him as soon as he opened his eyes?

Fang Xingjian tightened his grip on the teacup, put it back on the spot without taking a sip, really didn't know what Wen Ziyi was going to do.

He killed Bai Xinghua, the protagonist of the original novel, induced Gu for him, was attacked by him, and brought back Que Shuangrong, whom he had always worried about, in that environment.

But it is also a fact that he killed his teacher by hand, an indisputable fact.

Fang Xingjian only felt that his emotions were messed up, and his past and present lives were intertwined, which made him really confused.

Que Shuangrong sighed, quietly looking at the teacup in his hand:

"I've wasted all these years. Who is Bai Xinghua, a demon cultivator or a human cultivator? Why did she attack me in the first place?"

Fang Xingjian raised his head and asked, "Is he dead?"

Que Shuangrong shook his head: "I don't know, Wen Ziyi has already sent someone to look for it, saying that if you want to see a person, you want to see a dead body."

Wen Ziyi's people...

And those devil cultivators who killed innocent people indiscriminately, why did Wen Ziyi betray the Lingyan faction, and why did she fall into the devil?

He took a deep look at the teacup in his hand, and ignored it if he couldn't figure it out, he was a swordsman and not a weaver.

"That's it."

Fang Xingjian picked up the long sword at his waist and placed it on the table forcefully, making a loud noise.

"Wen Ziyi, come out, I have something to ask you."

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