My masters are all over the world of comprehension

A series of embarrassing coughs came from his throat.

Yu Chuci wanted to keep his balance, but his eyes turned black and white, and he couldn't stand still. Fortunately, the disciples around him came over to support him after being shocked, so they supported him and did not kneel down directly even though he was teetering.

The last hope was also shattered, disappointed, the atmosphere in the room was disheartened, and the monks who were originally full of admiration for Yu Chuci also showed doubts.

"Is this really Yu Xianyou?"

"It should be true, but it's not as powerful as in the legend."

"It's really disappointing. Fortunately, I thought I could catch it, but I didn't expect it to be mediocre."

"It's really unremarkable."

……

All these whispers fell into his ears, Yu Chuci clenched his hands tightly, his face was pale, and he suppressed Tian Dan who was in severe pain with great patience.

These people are also ghosts and ghosts, and they changed their attitudes when they saw that things were not as good as they expected. It was also because they claimed that they could not offend Dao Yanzong, so they didn't make it worse.

Zhao Bin fed the elixir carefully to Yu Chuci and drank it. After drinking the medicine, his complexion recovered a lot, and then he turned his head, piercing the faces of all the people present with his sharp knife-like gaze, making them dodge again and again. Angrily said: "What nonsense are you talking about! Have you forgotten that my junior brother is the only one who can attract the resonance of Bai Yue Xianqin!?"

Hearing him mention Baiyue Xianqin, all the people present kept silent, Zhao Bin was categorical: "You can guarantee it——"

"If my junior brother can't wake him up, no one can wake up this crazy way!"

As soon as the words fell, an erhu piercing the clouds and breaking the dawn sounded in the silent study.

The sound of the zither, which was originally lingering endlessly, was shaken out of the sky, and the sound of the erhu spread its wings and went straight to the sky.

The exhausted and sluggish crowd suddenly became excited. Whether the song is good or not is another matter, but its lethality is extremely strong.

Lin Qiubai's long eyelashes are half-closed, and he seems a little shy to perform in public. No one would have imagined that he can play such a penetrating voice. What he plays with the erhu is a golden song that has been popular all over the world. , but now everyone is so overwhelmed by the extremely fast-paced erhu sound that they simply can't bring themselves to appreciate it.

As the saying goes, a piece of erhu can break people's intestines.

But Lin Qiubai forcibly pulled the erhu out of the modern electronic reverberation. From the beginning of the sound, there was a climax and never came down. Because it was too shocking, even the disciples of Dao Yanzong didn't react, and they were stunned. stand still.

The erhu reverberated in their minds like a stereo whirling, and Yu Chuci and the refreshing ditties he played had long been forgotten in the corners.

At the peak, the sound of the erhu has reached a new level. Everyone was almost dumbfounded when they heard the erhu version of the dolphin sound. The unique sand string sound of the erhu sound is loud and penetrating. At that time, the erhu tune was transformed into lifting your hijab very appropriately.

But the Tianling cover was not raised, but the coffin board was lifted.

Everyone: "!!???"

Crazy Taoist cultivator sat up from the coffin, covering his head, "Don't, don't pull it..."

It wasn't until the erhu sound disappeared that everyone's wandering souls gradually returned, but their eyes were still erratic, and Yu Chuci also touched his chest with lingering fear, but he hadn't even breathed yet, and heard the monk in black not far away muttering to the people next to him: " You also said that Junior Brother Yu can't do it and others can't do it, heck, I'm laughing myself to death."

Yu Chuci's face was ugly, and Zhao Bin heard it too, but he said it himself, and now that he was slapped in the face, he bit his back molars and swallowed the breath.

In my heart, I made up my mind to give these people some color.

Crazy Daoxiu looked at Lin Qiubai twice more, looking back and forth on the profile of his face, then shifted his gaze to the mole of tears at the end of his eye, and suddenly shivered uncontrollably.

It wasn't until someone pushed him that he came back to his senses and slowly told what happened——

Although Crazy Daoxiu speaks insanely, he is an orthodox Maoshan Taoist priest in the mortal world. He entered the cultivation world and studied under Sanqingguan. With majestic demonic energy, he pinched his fingers and calculated that Yuncheng was in danger, so he went to the city lord's mansion to tell the truth, but no one took his words seriously.

Crazy Daoxiu ventured through the fog alone to find out, but passed out halfway, and was sealed in an ice coffin until he was awakened by the sound of a horn.

Having said that, he still has lingering fears.

Hearing the word "mood energy", Yu Chuci's heart sank. Last time, the sharp pain of Pingdang Mountain's spiritual energy exhausted and the golden core was about to break apart seemed to be coming back. He had already had a physical shadow on the demons.

There is a phantom formation in the mist, easy to enter and difficult to exit, but Crazy Daoxiu can watch the stars and calculate gossip, which can be called a human-shaped compass. The formation can deceive people's eyes, but his gossip board cannot be deceived.

Hearing that they could leave this ghostly place, everyone relaxed.

The visible position in the mist was only a dozen feet, and people followed people very close. In order to cope with the danger, Xiu Zhaoxuan kept Lin Qiubai behind him.

But after walking in the dense fog for a long time, nothing happened peacefully, and everyone was very relaxed. At this moment, a person suddenly screamed not far away, as if something frightening happened.

Xiu Zhaoxuan's expression tightened, hesitating whether to go over to have a look, and he was worried that Lin Qiubai would stay here, he hesitated for a while, he told Lin Qiubai not to move and stand where he was, and after getting a positive answer, he quickly He rushed towards the screaming place.

When he arrived, other Dao Yanzong disciples had also arrived, but there was no one there.

Yu Chuci felt something, and glanced at Zhao Bin who was smiling.

He is extremely sensitive to human voices. The scream just now was clearly the sound of one of the Chixia Peak disciples when he saw a black shadow in the mansion. Zhao Bin recorded it and used it to divert the tiger away from the mountain. It seems that he planned to attack Lin Qiubai.

Zhao Bin looked down on mortals extremely, and held grudges extremely. He couldn't see the benefits that Lin Qiubai brought to him by awakening the mad Taoist priests.

When we get out of the fog, there will be no such good time, place and people.

So despite the risk, he decided to do it.

Most of the low-level monks were waiting in place, and their visibility was very low in the fog. They could only see three or five people around them. They were chatting together in a group at this time. Lin Qiubai's trumpet also made them remember deeply, and they were curious about him. There were a lot of people there, and the black-clothed monk who had mocked Yu Chuci before came over and asked, "What's the name of this fairy friend?"

It was getting late, Lin Qiubai was hungry and gnawed on preserved fruit, and smacked his lips, "Lin Qiubai."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all over the place.

That name is really thunderous, famous all over the world.

The news of the cultivation world has always been well-informed, and the life of cultivation is very boring, so they can only find fun in other places, but any gossip can cause a lot of trouble.

This is the protagonist in gossip.

It took a long time for the black-clothed monk to recover his voice, and coughed dryly, "Long-awaited, long-awaited."

Together with the people around him, he silently looked at the person in front of him. It was rumored that Lin Qiubai loved Master Hongyu so much that he would not hesitate to climb on the bed to get it. They thought he would be an infatuated and crazy person, but now When I saw it, I found that I was slender and weak, my lips were as red as mulberries, and I looked cute and harmless like a dodder flower clinging to others. Oh, and I have to add a good erhu.

Just as they were thinking this way, someone suddenly gave a soft "Huh", "Is it raining?"

The drizzling water fell on top of their heads, and the monk in black raised his hand to touch his forehead. The pungent and nauseating smell came over his face, just like the smell of rotten flowers and rotten leaves after decades of fermentation. He put his hands down stiffly and raised his head slowly.

Maybe it's because the soil here in Wushui is very soft. At this time, more than a dozen thick and ugly mud pillars rise up to cover the sky, like a big python with claws and claws. One of the monks couldn't dodge and was swept into the air. , was sent to the mouth of the puppet manipulator who manipulated the mud python and was swallowed clean, but in the blink of an eye.

This scene frightened everyone into panic and panic.

The smelly water just now is the slime attached to the mud. The puppet seems to regard the monks as a delicious meal. More than a dozen mud pythons twisted and stretched out towards the crowd. The monk with the highest cultivation level reacted the fastest. Pi Lian was rolled back without being scratched.For a moment, everyone panicked, crying, screaming, endless.

Xiu Zhaoxuan and the others were rushing back anxiously.

The black-clothed monk was nervously at a loss when suddenly the sword from his waist was pulled out unexpectedly.

Seeing that Lin Qiubai was holding the sword and was about to walk over, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Young Lin Xianyou, don't let it go!"

But the mucus with hallucinogenic effect has invaded the skin unknowingly, and the resistance movements of the monks present have gradually become rigid, their expressions have become muddled like puppets on a string, their eyes have gradually become hollow, and instead they raised their feet, willingly moving towards the dangerous place walk over.

It's like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

At this moment, it was like a clear light blooming and then suddenly retracting.

All the illusions of temptation spread before everyone's eyes like cracks, and the Lingtai was suddenly clear. When they saw the figure standing in front of the puppet that had been pulverized into powder, they suddenly opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

The man stood alone with a sword in one hand, his crimson clothes were like a red glow.

It was Lin Qiubai.

He actually cut down the weird puppet with a single sword.

The air was suddenly eerily still.

After the puppet was pulverized, the manipulated mud python also collapsed, turning into a large puddle of mud that can be seen everywhere.

Lin Qiubai's shoulders were thin and weak, and the wind rattled his empty sleeves, but at this moment, the black-clothed monk felt that the back was not like a cripple whose spiritual root had been crippled, but rather like someone in an abyss. The ferocious beast that spies on its bared teeth is waiting for an opportunity, and once an opportunity arises, it will not hesitate to bring about a catastrophe of life and death.

There was a layer of sweat on his back, and his heart was still beating wildly, but when Lin Qiubai turned around, a blush appeared on his porcelain-white cheeks, and he said softly, "Okay, so scary."

Putting down the sword seems to turn into a look that looks easy to bully again.

On the contrary, the black-clothed monk was even more worried.

At this time, the voice of the Daoyan Sect disciple who had gone and returned faintly entered everyone's ears, full of anxiety and worry: "Why did the voice suddenly disappear? Nothing will happen, right?"

"I don't know what happened to them?"

"Last time, the Pingdang Mountain demons chopped off many heads, this time..."

Listening to their discussion, Xiu Zhaoxuan seemed to have a picture of Lin Qiubai being beheaded in his mind, his eyes turned red immediately, and several people felt deep pain and grief, as if they had foreseen that they would not survive.

Lin Qiubai returned the sword and listened carefully to their mournful voices.

Black-clothed monk: "..."

At this time, the people who survived the catastrophe also stood up one after another, hugging each other with tears streaming down their faces. These voices came to their ears so clearly that Xiu Zhaoxuan was startled, and immediately quickened his pace.

He came back in a hurry, saw Lin Qiubai still obediently standing there nibbling on preserved fruit, he was relieved, he felt relieved after rejoicing, touched the top of Lin Qiubai's hair, his heart ached, and comforted him: "Scared!" No? The senior brother will not go anywhere, but will protect you here."

Black Friar/Other witnesses: "..."

They are the ones who really need protection, and they are also the ones who are really frightened. You think Lin Qiubai is weak, helpless and lovable, but his brows have not moved from the beginning to the end, and the puppets are rotting everywhere like this The scene can still eat preserved fruit.

Brother, how thick is your filter?