Master from the Lunatic Asylum [Transmigration Book]

On the sixth day of February, it was warm and cold.

The snow in Cangyunzong has not yet melted, and the thin layer reflects a glistening white light under the sun's rays. When you step down, you can still hear a soft "creaking" sound.

This is a rare holiday in the sect. After the three unshakable bells a day, the Cangyun Sect is very quiet in the morning. Only a few extremely diligent disciples still insist on getting up early to practice, forming a lonely mountain. landscape.

Suddenly, two figures rushing towards the foot of the mountain broke into the lonely scenery.

The two are one in front of the other, the former is wearing a blue inner disciple's clothing, and his footsteps are as fast as a gust of wind, as if he is afraid that the people behind will keep up, while the latter is more casual, wearing a simple plain robe and bed sheet, walking towards Wrapped around his body, he followed behind that disciple, almost being thrown off several times, but the next moment he miraculously caught up with his predecessors.

This man looks quite young, with a very fair complexion, and the light clothes can't hide his handsome appearance. On the contrary, when he jumps and runs back and forth, he shows a somewhat unearthly elegance, but he is a bit too thin. For no reason, he looked a little weak.

A jade token was hung around his waist, dancing continuously with his running movements, faintly visible and unclear.

Suddenly, the green-robed disciple who was walking in front paused without warning, and the young man also had to stop. With this pause, the token immediately showed its original appearance, and the word "elder" was big enough to catch the eye.

The cold wind hit this man unscrupulously, he turned slightly sideways, and looked at the green-robed disciple with a half-beat bewildered look in his eyes.

"Reporting to the elder, the residence of the outer disciples has arrived."

While talking, the green-robed disciple made a courteous bow. If it weren't for the speed at which he had exhausted his whole body and his full strength, and the impatient look in his eyes, this scene at this moment would have been called Last respect and harmony.

In fact, if he hadn't been punished by his master for his slow progress in cultivation, even the green-robed disciple who led the way this time would be extremely unwilling. He just wanted to deal with the matter quickly so that he could go back to practice immediately and not waste time here.

"Well, good."

The young man called the elder paused for a while before slowly agreeing. The ill-fitting robe was hanging loosely on him, looking a little funny. He was looking down at the snow on the ground. Thinking about something.

Seeing this, the green-robed disciple closed his eyes, hiding the trace of disgust in his eyes.

A fake is a fake, even if you get the title of elder by some other means, you can't get the elder's cultivation and courage.

He didn't want to say more, he just made a palm outward movement, and said lightly: "Please."

This is a villa at the foot of the Cangyun Sect's main peak, with pavilions, towers and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings. At first glance, it even gives people the feeling of entering a palace, but in fact, this is just the outer disciples of Cangyun Sect.

Because it is close to the mountain gate, the number of people coming and going is obviously much higher than that of Neifeng. Occasionally, a few people who looked this way would immediately stop and salute as soon as they saw the green robe disciple wearing the inner disciple's attire, with an extremely respectful attitude.

The green-robed disciple was unmoved, even stingy with his eyes, and led the young man to a courtyard silently all the way, and said in a deep voice:

"right here."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the young man intentionally or unintentionally, carefully observing the expression on his face, trying to find some fear or nervousness.

After all, the person he is about to take over is a hot potato that the entire Cangyun Sect is unwilling to touch.

Unfortunately, no.

No matter how curiously Ren Qingpao disciple looked at him, he couldn't find anything he wanted on this person. He still looked down at the ground, as if he could see a flower from the snow all over the ground.

I have to say, his slow-moving, unhurried meekness like a paste is really annoying, and I wish I could slap him sharply.

The words were not speculative, more than half a sentence, and the left and right had finished leading the way. The green-robed disciple cupped his hands and made a farewell salute, and turned to leave.

Before leaving, passing by the young man, he finally couldn't help it, and asked quickly:

"What are you looking at?"

The young man paused and raised his head for the first time.

It was only then that the green robe disciple discovered that his facial lines were actually a bit sharp, but because he was young, he was well-modified by a few strands of hair. Instead of looking cold and hard, he gave off a delicate and delicate appearance. Out of the dust, the feeling of a young man who doesn't know the world.

This person really has a good skin.

"Snow." The young man's voice was very soft, with a youthful clarity and a youthful deepness, falling on people's hearts like feathers, arousing people's desire to explore.

The green-robed disciple was taken aback.

The long eyelashes covered the sight of the person in front of him, and also covered his emotions. He pointed to the soles of the disciple's feet, then pointed to his own, and then raised his eyes slightly, as if to judge whether the green robe disciple had understand.

Those were extremely black eyes, focused and deep when looking at people, but immediately looked away when the green-robed disciple looked back.

——This person doesn't seem to be used to staring at people.

The green-robed disciple looked in the direction of his finger, and saw footprints sunk in the snow that the young man stepped on, but there was no trace under his own feet.

He miraculously understood what the young man meant, and with a strange voice, he said, "Taxue Wuhen, injecting spiritual energy into the soles of the feet, it can be done at the foundation-building stage or above."

If I remember correctly, this elder is Jindanqi.

Did he just look at such a thing?

Most of this person has an intracranial disease.

No wonder it's so rubbish.

Nodding thoughtfully, the young man wanted to say something, but when he looked up, the green-robed disciple had already left.

Snowflakes fluttered all over the sky again at some point, and fell on the shoulders of the stunned young man, looking a little inexplicably lonely.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked at the courtyard in front of him, stopped to observe for a while, and then wandered inside.

The initial steps are clumsy, but after a while they are light and graceful, and after a while, they are already as swift as the wind.

If the Qingpao disciple is still here, he will definitely find that what he is using at this moment is exactly what he used when he was on his way, the most complicated and difficult footwork of the Cangyun sect's inner sect: light cloud step.

And there was no footprint on the snowy ground in the courtyard.

The courtyard is bigger than imagined, with multiple buildings and pavilions, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is also in the best location in this huge villa. A little bit of spiritual energy overflows from the lake, and the water is shining, so you can walk freely in the courtyard from time to time. The unhurried posture, those who didn't know it thought it was a tourist who entered by mistake.

But in fact, he came to pick someone up.

Pick up his future apprentice.

Take the future... the apprentice who will kill him.

[Mission target is 300 meters to the northwest]

The electronically synthesized sound without any emotion played without warning, and Shi Gu stopped in his footsteps.

"How did you come?"

[It's your first contact with the protagonist, let's take a look]

There is an uncontrollable trace of fatigue in the electronic sound, but it is well hidden, and it is impossible to detect it without listening carefully.

This is a book world called "Four Ruins Continent", and 006 is Shigu's auxiliary system. The task of the two is to push the plot to the end, making this a complete and independent world.

006 came from an article about the end of the world.

Maybe it was because the zombies and shells flew together in the century-old war that was too physically and mentally exhausting, or maybe the disobedient host was too much of a headache, at first glance, 006 felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

With the continuous development of the big and small worlds, the number of writers has increased by leaps and bounds, and more and more book worlds have been born one after another, and various problems have emerged one after another. The biggest problem is: insufficient number of people in the system.

As an old-fashioned system, 006 has managed a full [-] worlds, and the work content is staggeringly heavy.

Since the hosts are in daily contact with the Lord of Luck who is related to the lifeline of the world, life and death crises are commonplace. The mortality rate as high as 80.00% makes countless hosts discouraged, and they fight wits and courage with the system all day long to avoid tasks.

Among the [-] hosts under his command, Shi Gu is undoubtedly the most worry-free one.

He has never met such a worry-free host. He has never asked him a superfluous word since the binding. The system was worried for a while.

Because of this, 006 has always been in a state of stocking for the time, and it is the first time for him to come here since he was bound and left a month ago.

But even though he doesn't come here often, he has always maintained a high degree of attention to this place, because it is so special because of the time.

As we all know, the world of cultivation has always been the most unstable of all worlds, and as one of the largest worlds of cultivation among thousands of worlds, Sixu Continent is especially unstable.

Instability means that the system has low understanding of the plot, and most of the functions cannot be used. Even here, except for the normal operation of the task distribution mechanism, 006 can hardly do anything, and does not know any plot.

What is even more desperate is that the original body of the original host of the Sixu Continent has been destroyed, and there is no way to resurrect the body.

For this reason, 006 traveled all over the world, big and small, and it took a lot of effort to find Shi Gu's special physique that can freely travel through the boundaries of the world without being crushed into pieces by two different forces of the world. Let him be the host.

In the beginning, 006 was actually very nervous.

After all, his ability to display here is really limited, and the main god contract is not very binding on the person wearing Shigu, but Fan Shigu is a little thoughtful, and it is as difficult as heaven to successfully complete the plot here.

Fortunately, he is obedient from time to time, neither acting like a monster nor asking too many questions. He always looks like he is quietly letting others touch him. While 006 has lost his mind, he can't help but want to take care of him more. , so as soon as he sensed that Shigu was about to contact the son of luck, he rushed back immediately.

Thinking this way, he opened Shiji's taskbar.

The first few innocuous side tasks have all been completed, 006 can't stop nodding in his heart while watching.

It had been a long time since he had met a host who even completed side missions seriously.

And Shi Gu's current task is the big red character at the bottom of the task bar.

[Accept the hero Yu Zhan as a disciple. 】

The northwest is an exquisite wing room.

Before he got close, he vaguely heard a strange sound.

"Crack - click - click -"

The sound is not loud, at least it's hard to hear if you don't listen carefully. There is a sound from time to time, which is very regular, some are like the muffled sound of knuckles hitting a stone, and some are like the sound of something breaking.

006 sensed it, and secretly yelled that it was not good, and just as he was about to make a sound, the overly dedicated host pushed the door open.

This is not a small room, the interior decoration is exquisite and gorgeous, curling cigarettes are floating in the room, and the smoke is lingering.

Shigu has smelled a lot of incense since he came to Sixu Continent. This one is definitely the best one. It is light and elegant, with a little bitterness, refreshing. Compared with it, the situation inside the house is not so comfortable. up.

There are five people in the house.

One was dressed fancy, and stood aside casually, probably watching a play, while the two, dressed in gray costumes of outer disciples, hid in a corner, shivering.

There is also a person who is also dressed as an outer disciple, lying on the ground half dead, being trampled underfoot.

Shigu paused.

The one who stepped on was a tall young man, with long hair partly tied up, and a slender and muscular figure outlined by a black dress. Even with his head lowered, he could see his extraordinary appearance from the vaguely exposed outline. He bent over and grabbed the arm of the person on the ground, not knowing what he was doing.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, the man raised his head, revealing a pair of extremely aggressive eyes, which were deep and gloomy.

There were black magic lines creeping up half of his side face strangely, with a kind of evil beauty.

He seemed to be smiling, but he didn't seem to, just hooked his lips like this, stared at Shi Gu gloomyly, and at the same time crushed the bones of the person under him bit by bit.

"Crack, click—"

The crisp sound of bone shattering echoed in the house.

"What's up?"

The deep and magnetic voice was pleasant to the ear, full of undisguised killing intent.

006 checked the arm, and the bone was broken into dozens of joints.