For a whole afternoon, Lin Qiubai propped his chin and stared at the beach coast in a daze.
He didn't even have the memory of when Yun Liuling left him.
It was rare to have an afternoon without being disturbed by anyone. It was not until he noticed that the horizon was faintly revealing colorful rays of light. It seemed that there were many monks from different sects fighting there. Only then did Lin Qiubai break away from that kind of deep and focused contemplation. After knowing it, I noticed a burning sensation behind the buttocks.
This feeling is not unfamiliar to him.
It was the sequelae of Zhu Xizhu's one-night indulgence last night. He is a body of the most yin, and his endurance is already excellent, but Zhu Xizhu's tall and burly body is really against the sky, so after too many times, there will still be vague discomfort , It's just that the hangover reaction was more obvious before, so I temporarily divided my attention.
Lin Qiubai is already very experienced in dealing with such embarrassing questions.
He put aside those messy thoughts, and took out a palm-sized round box from the storage bag, with three characters flying and phoenix carved on the front——
Chrysanthemum cream.
On the back, there is a line of lowercase letters flowing like clouds and flowing water into the wood for three points: nourishing and reducing swelling, caring and restraining.
It's not the first time Lin Qiubai has done this. With his fingertips, he dug out a lump of white cream and applied it to the injured area. The burning sensation quickly subsided when he was very cold. At this moment, he heard Ning Lang's voice was faintly heard.
He quickly put on his pants, and just as he threw the chrysanthemum cream back into the storage bag, there was a knock on the door: "Qiu Bai."
"Enter."
Ning Lang hesitated for two seconds before stretching out his hand and pushing the door open. He failed to reach the agreement with Lin Qiubai because of his defeat on the stage yesterday. He struggled and lost the whole night, but he is open-minded by nature, not to mention the juniors from the Beast Sect Give him encouragement, and he quickly adjusted.
After pushing open the door, he saw the young man lying on the rocking chair, the bright sunshine shining through the window sills on the corners of his eyebrows, the hem of his clothes was lifted half way up, revealing a smooth, white, greasy and flexible waistline, Ning Lang's head was buzzing His face slowly turned red, and he forgot what he was about to say.
"Ning Lang?" Lin Qiubai lay lazily on the rocking chair, patted the bed next to him: "Come and sit."
Ning Lang slowly moved over and sat down on the bamboo chair beside the tea table.
"Why did you come over suddenly?" Lin Qiubai asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Ning Lang grabbed the herbal tea and poured it into his stomach, and managed to suppress his pounding heartbeat. Hearing this, he said: "Someone found the entrance of Cangluo near the sea island, and now all the immortal sects are in chaos. Let’s discuss and discuss countermeasures together.”
As the legacy of the gods, Cangluo originally had more than one entrance, but it was blocked by a seal before, so it was not noticeable, and now the entrances with loose seals have been discovered one after another.
Lin Qiubai: "What do those people say?"
All the representatives of the Immortal Sects participated in the discussion and discussion on Central Island. Ning Lang, as the representative of Yushoumen, also attended the meeting. Recalling the faces of those people at the meeting, he frowned: "Elder Zhai Lin and other respected elders They all went to the entrance to see that there is indeed a crack in the seal, but it will take at least 1000 years until the seal is completely shattered and invalidated, so they all think that it is enough to deal with the monsters that escaped."
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qiubai knew why they thought so.
Thousands of years ago, the seal cangluo sacrificed tens of thousands of great powers in the Mahayana stage. Now it is necessary to sacrifice their lives to strengthen the seal. In this doomed age when the aura is exhausted, all the great powers who can cultivate to the Mahayana stage have gone through a lot of hardships. It is naturally impossible for the life-hungry people to sacrifice themselves to block the hole of the gun. As for the seal becoming invalid after a thousand years, they will all die of old age at that time, and they will not be able to control the affairs behind them.
"On the horizon just now..."
"It's also a monster that ran out." Ning Lang took out the palm-sized square mirror from his arms. He asked the contracted spirit beast to stay there to help. scene.
The entrance of Cangluo is located at the bottom of the coastal cliff.
The coast is crowded with monks from various immortal sects. In front of them is a cliff that stretches for thousands of miles as black as ink, surrounded by demonic energy, dead plants and dead trees for miles around, life is cut off, evil thoughts are raging, and the filth is unbearable.
Dao lights of various colors swaying in the sky, with the concerted efforts of hundreds of monks, finally cut off the head of the huge monster, but before the others cheered, the monster's hideous and twisted abdomen suddenly opened a big mouth, sucking a nearby monk into its belly , but after a while, a new head slowly condensed from that majestic cross-section, and the sticky and smelly mucus rustled down, corroding the weeds on the ground into large areas of erosion holes, and suddenly someone blurted out Exclaimed——
It turned out that the deformed and ugly head was the monk who had been swallowed by the monster before.
The monster walked towards the monks with its chubby belly shaking. The translucent belly was uneven, as if some living thing was struggling inside, protruding from time to time a familiar face, or a leg or an arm.
The monks present felt shuddering and disgusting.
The elders of the various immortal sects may be late, but there are quite a few people who arrived, even Patriarch Yu, who "kills his wife and sacrifices to heaven with boundless magic power", was present. Elder Zhai Lin raised his hand to trap the monster with a golden shield. Action, Daoyan Sect Master also made a move, a few Fenglin Volcanic Talismans were as immovable as a mountain, and they were shot like the wind, like a lotus fire falling on the top of the monster's head. Call.
The stench of rotten burnt permeated the air.
Someone ran to the grass and vomited: "Wow——"
There is a time limit for the connection of the square mirror. After the time expires, the mirror image gradually dissipates. Ning Lang still frowns and his face turns pale. Obviously, he is also disgusted, but Lin Qiubai's focus is crooked: "Han Tianzong is not here. ?”
Ning Langniu drank a few sips of herbal tea to suppress the stomach acid that came up: "Han Tianzong is too busy to take care of himself now. The White Snake Secret Sect and Han Tianzong have turned their faces. All the disciples lost their auras, and all their actions collapsed."
Lin Qiubai commented: "Dog eats dog."
"No, Duan Jingsheng will be hated to death now."
At the same time, the remote wing of Huayuan Island.
With the door closed tightly, the air was filled with an indescribable rotten sour smell. Duan Jingsheng lay on the bed with his eyes glazed over. He is now a useless man with broken muscles and no future.What's more, he will be paralyzed on the bed like mud in his next life, and the severe pain of tearing his soul will follow him like a shadow.
Han Tianzong used to push him a lot, but now he hates not being able to pick him up.
Duan Jingsheng has been lying on the bed for the past two days. He has not eaten a drop of water or rice. The smell, normal people can't stay in it for half a minute.
After a long time, the door was pushed open by someone from the outside. It was the little junior who had been here before. After two full days of mental preparation, he returned to this room. Duan Jingsheng's desperate and dull eyes finally responded.
"Ah, ah..." His mouth was full of rotten tongue flesh, fearing that his younger brother would not understand him or run away again, Duan Jingsheng pulled out a piece of rubbing from his arms tremblingly with all his strength. crumpled paper.
This is what he saw on the bamboo slips he found in the Nanhai Library, and then rubbed it according to his memory.
The little junior took it over tremblingly, not quite understanding what Duan Jingsheng meant.
Duan Jingsheng wrote a word on the back of his hand with his only movable finger.
Only then did the junior brother understand, looking at the miserable Duan Jingsheng on the bed, his eyes were slightly red: "Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely deliver it."
Duan Jingsheng's eyes were filled with deep viciousness and resentment.
After leaving the disgusting side room, the junior brother hesitated and did not immediately send the paper to the place designated by Duan Jingsheng. He is just an inconspicuous little disciple, so how could he dare to claim it?
The greatest wish of Han Tianzong's suzerain in his life is that Han Tianzong can become the first immortal sect, and he can spread peaches and plums all over the world. This wish has almost become his obsession, so he holds lectures every month or even every quarter , even though there were not many foreign sect disciples to join him, but he was particularly intoxicated by this feeling of being admired.
After the defeat of Dao Yanzong, his Han Tianzong was about to become the number one immortal sect. These days, his feet were floating when he walked, but just as he was about to kick the door, Duan Jingsheng, whom he had carefully cultivated, dug him a In Dakeng, I not only ruined my cultivation but also offended the White Snake Secret Sect by poisoning the water source for daily drinking.
As soon as the news spread, Huayuan Island, where guests once gathered, was shunned by people.
Han Tianzong's patriarch's dream was shattered.
When the little disciple showed him the crumpled paper, he didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he read it for the third time, he raised his head and let out a heart-piercing laugh, the little disciple was startled. I felt a drum in my heart, and then I heard the Suzerain say: "Do as he says."
After getting approval, the little disciple went to deliver things.
The suzerain of Han Tianzong Wu Nei Tongtong, told the disciples standing behind him: "Don't disturb other people, pack up your things and prepare to leave here."
All the disciples were stunned for a moment, and the suzerain of Han Tianzong showed a malicious smile: "The sea island is about to be destroyed."
...
After sending off Ning Lang who was chattering with him, Lin Qiubai lay back on the rocking chair again.
After touching half a stick of incense, the door was pushed open again, and the familiar wheelchair turned and stopped in front of him. Lin Qiubai raised his head and saw a box of rose cakes on the coffee table. The box was pushed in front of him, with a warm smile: "Apologize, try it?"
The familiar scene reminded Lin Qiubai of 33 days a hundred years ago.
At that time, he often went to Yunshan to touch birds' eggs and dig out snake nests. After all, he often went out to wander around when he had nothing to do. Later, he accidentally picked up a nest of red eggs under the Bodhisattva tree, brought them back to Langyuan, and hatched a nest of red-haired chickens. He raised it for more than a month, but one night he was eaten by a mandrill, and Xiaoju was the only one who survived by luck.
At that time, he was only a little higher than Yun Liuling's knees, crying heartbroken.
It doesn't work if anyone coaxes you.
In the end, it was Yun Liuxing who personally cooked and made cakes for him with Xuemei fruit from Yunshan Mountain. After he tasted it, he found that it tasted good, so he burst into tears.
Xuemei fruit is a unique fruit in Yunshan Mountain. It bears ten fruits for thousands of years. It looks a little like a gourd with a small top and a big bottom. When it is immature, it shows a light blue color. It has a light honey fragrance.After making it into a pastry, it tastes like roses in your mouth, so Lin Qiubai always called it rose cake.
Indeed, I haven't eaten for a long time.
Picking up one, a rich and fragrant floral scent hit his nostrils. Lin Qiubai sniffed and broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. The familiar smell made him nod repeatedly.
It is still the taste he remembers, the skin is crispy and loose, and the skin is thin and crisp. After biting open, there is a bright red indentation. There is a rich and fragrant floral fragrance between the lips and teeth, and the dripping juice is sweeter than honey-eaten bee candy.
Yun Liuting not only has a superb alchemy technique, but also has a superb cake baking technique!
After eating four or five yuan in a row, Lin Qiubai felt that his throat was so tight that he stretched out his hand and poured a cup of herbal tea Shun Shun Qi. However, after just a few sips, he felt that his wrist reaction was a little slow and stiff, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yun Liu Go, with a pitiful smile in Yun Liuxuan's eyes, he leaned over and stroked his temple hair: "Good boy."
There is something mixed into the rose shortbread.
Yun Liuxuan hugged him to his lap, and a whirlpool of cloud-white light emerged from behind out of thin air. The two passed through the whirlpool, and the scene in front of them came to a deep mountain valley with towering ancient trees, lush green grass, and ten miles of misty clouds. .
The scene in front of Lin Qiubai was all too familiar.
The fairyland on the clouds is called 33 days.
The people around him hugged him very tightly, and in the shadows of his hair, there was the scent of bergamot that could not dissipate, as if the pine and bamboo piled up with snow were clean and clear.
What Yunliuyu put in the rose cake was a short-lived Majin powder. Lin Qiubai has now reached the fusion stage, and most of the medicine's properties have been resolved in a blink of an eye. At least the five senses have recovered, and he can still see the scenery in front of him and the faint sound coming from not far away. piano sound.
"Is someone playing the piano?"
Yun Liuxuan carried him forward for a while, before Lin Qiubai noticed the bull-headed rabbit-body nightmare lying on the grass. It turned out to be the snoring sound of the nightmare when it was asleep. Mistakenly thought it was the sound of the piano.
It seems that the Spirit Beast Garden has introduced a new breed.
At least he's never seen one before.
Nearby is a phoenix tree that is as thick as dozens of people hug each other. The leaves and flowers are as bright as fire, and the layers are layered and gorgeous. .
This feeling was very familiar, he looked down and saw that it was Xiaoju.
Xiaoju used to be very clingy to him, but it has been hundreds of years, how long can a red chicken live for so long?
His doubts were all written on his face, and Yun Liuxuan laughed: "Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu..." He sighed: "Back then, the mandrill ate up a litter of cubs, but Xiaoju was the only one left, didn't you think about the reason? "
Lin Qiubai: "Good luck?"
Yun Liuxuan said: "Xiaoju is Suzaku." Suzaku is the blood of the holy beast and has the instinct to suppress the mandrill.
Lin Qiubai: ...? ? ?
What he really didn't expect was that he was so stupid that he could only eat and drink. The real identity of the bald red chick whose hair was almost plucked by him back then was not a chicken, but Suzaku, one of the four holy beasts.
He looked down at the red-haired dumpling bouncing on his knee with a complicated expression, and was immediately disappointed in the beast.
Just as he was feeling emotional, the scene in front of him changed again.
It’s like being in a boundless abyss and black hole, and what you see is a boundless black curtain, except for the wide golden carved birdcage in the corner, which is placed as a big bed, and there is nothing around, it is a dark place where light can escape. Shen.
The door of the birdcage opened silently, and one could clearly see the long black iron anklet hanging from the head of the bed.
Want to know who it is for.
A warm breath came from the shoulder, and Lin Qiubai's sensitive ears and neck could not help but a thin layer of red, Yun Liuling's hands shackled his waist, the eyes of the young man in his arms were flushed, and his chin rubbed against his cheek. He whispered in his ear: "Qiuqiu is too disobedient, so I prepared a small cage for Qiuqiu."
"In this way, Qiuqiu won't be promiscuous again."
"There are only you and me in the small cage, no third person will be used."
Lin Qiubai's blushing cheeks were a little shocked. In his memory, Yun Liuliu was a kind-hearted and kind-hearted person. How could his taste suddenly deviate? ?
"Qiuqiu," Yun Liuling tightly wrapped his arms around the waist of the person in his arms, his eyes fell on the exquisitely carved birdcage, his eyes gradually darkened, he kissed the smooth white hair of the person in his arms obsessively, and laughed Yan Yan: "Do you like it?"
This day was what he had been looking forward to with all his heart and soul. The golden cage had his seal on it, and once he entered, he would never be able to get out again without him.
He unscrupulously looked at the young man in his arms.
He really wanted to lock Lin Qiubai up, lock him in a cage with black iron chains, and let him just listen to him and look at him forever, let him play Yuezhuang, and unscrupulously stained with dirty and unsightly ambitions.
He thinks that he can only touch him, accept him in this expensive and solid golden cage, keep his eyes on him forever, beg him in fear, the sound of choking and crying mixed with the sound of the black iron chain must be very moving .
He wants to be with him in the abyss.
Lin Qiubai didn't worry too much, after all, no matter how hidden this place is, the Pangu pendant Han Linxiao gave him can be accurately located.
Yun Liuxi regained consciousness from his imagination, and casually grabbed a jug of thin wine from his sleeve. Lin Qiubai refused powerlessly, and was forced to down a large mouthful of thin wine. Immediately his eyes blurred.
The young man in his arms lost his focus, was foggy, and wanted to refuse but was unable to refuse. The ambition buried in Yun Liuling poured out with claws and claws. Rou softly coaxed: "Shh, drink two more sips, be good, take another two sips and it won't hurt."
Lin Qiubai's consciousness gradually became confused, the portrait in front of him gradually doubled, and he could only faintly hear a familiar voice. His cheeks were stained with a faint blush, and his voice murmured indistinctly: "Master, Master..."
"Master is here."
The excess wine overflowed involuntarily before reaching his throat, and dripped down along the full lip line. At this time, Lin Qiubai leaned against his arms without any response, his eyes blurred and tended to be lax, and he couldn't restrain his lips from breathing. It dripped from the corner of his mouth that couldn't be closed.
The moon is visceral and attractive.
It really made people do dirty things to him.
More and more, more dirty things.
……
Like a plump and juicy fruit being split open, Lin Qiubai has already gone through it before entering the cage.
His slight struggle actually fueled the opponent's arrogance. Lin Qiubai felt that his whole body was about to burn, his clothes were scattered over his shoulders, and he leaned his head on the shoulder of the person surrounding him in a daze. He couldn't see Yun Liu's eyes It was full of scorching heat, and the sleeves of the two of them were covered with the rich and mellow aroma of wine, mixed with the scent of bergamot, which made people dizzy.
"It's so pitiful, I'm trembling all over, I really want someone to record it with a shadow stone and observe it repeatedly..."
"I'll be here with me forever and ever, okay? There's only each other in this abyss..."
His eyes were dark, and his flawless white face was buried on the side of the young man's neck and he sniffed deeply. At this time, Yun Liuling did not seem to be a god and Buddha who was compassionate and compassionate, but he seemed to abandon his usual dignified, gentle and generous skin, torn off his disguise, exposed Dirty, greedy and even shocking ambitions blackened and blacked out.
At this moment, it is vividly displayed, daunting and terrifying.
Feeling Yun Liuling's calloused finger bones stained with thin calluses rubbing his lips vigorously, hot breath sprayed down, Lin Qiubai was so uncomfortable that he raised his hand and took it off.
Express your protest with concrete actions.
"Why..." Now I'm not even allowed to touch. Before she could say a word, Yun Liuling suddenly raised her eyes and stared at the mid-air, where a gap suddenly opened, and white light shone through the gap into the darkness. Han Lin with an expressionless face Xiao took a step forward, and beside him was Zhu Xizhu who was carrying a heavy knife and was full of evil spirits.
Just as he thought, the two of them realized that Yun Liuling was taking him away almost at the same time, and immediately locked their direction and chased after him.
What I saw was Lin Qiubai sitting in disheveled clothes on Yun Liuxuan's lap, his cheeks flushed and messy, not to mention the golden birdcage and anklets that looked very interesting, Zhu Xizhu was right Yun Liuting was very prejudiced, and this was like throwing another handful of chili oil on the fire. Seeing this scene with his own eyes, he became more and more furious.
The eyes of the two were like sword lights colliding fiercely in the air, with faint flames splashing everywhere.
Seeing this, Zhu Xizhu squinted his eyes slightly, grasped the heavy knife on his shoulder tightly, raised his shoulders and swung his arm, and slashed down with a heavy knife from above.
Yun Liuling sighed softly, took the rosary from his wrist and threw it into the air to block the blow, then put Lin Qiubai down and put on a layer of clothes, pinched Fajue and turned to meet Zhu Xizhu who fell from the sky.
The fragile and delicate relationship between the three people was finally broken at this moment.
Zhu Xizhu stepped on the thunderbolt and scorched the magic knife with momentum like wind and thunder, and the black phoenix behind him flapped his wings and landed on the sky-filled flame lotus, flying sand and rocks like swallowing the dark sky, and endless Buddhist teachings were engraved on the rosary beads. , the mountains and plains are full of wind and clouds.
The gust of wind blew through nothingness, blowing away the black mist that covered the sky and the sun, and Han Linxiao swung his sword to face him. He originally only aimed at Yun Liuling, but Zhu Xizhu swung the thunder and fire knife to attack indiscriminately, and the violent anger spread indiscriminately. He had to turn around and fight back.
This is destined to be a protracted and inextricably fought battle.
Xiaoju shivered and curled up beside the unconscious Lin Qiubai, timid, pitiful and helpless.
In fact, not only Xiaoju, but the three patriarchs did not hold back their momentum. The earth-shaking fighting style has already caused all the creatures outside to drill holes and escape, and the entire Yunshan Mountain has already disappeared without a trace.
At first, their spiritual consciousness was divided into Lin Qiubai's body, until half a day later it became intense, and the victory or defeat was often just a flash, so their spirits were highly concentrated.
Lin Qiubai woke up in a trance. A familiar figure in the distance was fighting. He didn't care to delve into it. His lips were sore and limp, hot and dry. He seemed to have fixed a movement for a long time, and his muscles hurt like tears when he moved a little. The effect of the medicine has been resolved, and he closed his eyes for a while and finally sat up with his body propped up.
What happened before seemed like an inescapable nightmare to him.
Although the time is short, he already has a physical fear of the small dark room. He really doesn't like to stay in this dark, boundless space. The torn vortex is still not far away. Lin Qiubai licked the dry His lips struggled to move his body into the whirlpool.
This crack was torn by Han Linxiao, it was not broken and unstable like the previous cracks.
The other end is connected to the island.
After landing, Lin Qiubai sat on the ground, closed his eyes and panted for a while, and waited for the weakness of his limbs to gradually subside before slowly opening his eyes.
The scenery in front of him was slightly familiar, the blue sea, the blue sky, the vast mist, and the terracotta soil around the cliffs and barren trees, which was extremely quiet. He thought for a while on his forehead, and finally remembered that this was the entrance near Cangluo that he had seen from the water mirror.
The entrance of Cangluo is under the cliff of Lindao, not far from him.
There are still traces of the previous fighting techniques around, but the matter has come to an end, and the entrance of Cangluo is also recognized as a dangerous place, so there is usually no one, and the whole island has no insects or birds, and it is empty and quiet.
Standing up straight on his knees, Lin Qiubai walked slowly towards the beach. The hem of his clothes and the crevices of his fingers were all sticky, and he rinsed in sea water several times to get rid of the slippery feeling.
In fact, he felt that something similar remained in his throat. After taking a deep breath, his throat was burning, and his whole mouth was filled with the faint smell of bergamot, but considering the salty sea water, he still didn't rinse his mouth with it.
"Autumn White."
While he was concentrating on washing his hands, suddenly a clear, gentle and slightly pleasant voice sounded from behind him. The feeling of being caught off guard could easily send a chill down the tailbone.
Sensing the sound of dead leaves being crushed behind him, Lin Qiubai slowly turned around, and standing behind him was a smiling young man in black and short shirt, just like Yuncheng's chic and lively appearance when he first met, It makes people feel close at first sight.
Lin Qiubai said, "It's you."
Zhou Zhizhi walked over slowly with his sleeves on, staring at the slightly surprised young man in front of him, with a warm smile on his face: "Long time no see, Qiu Bai."
The dead branches and leaves on the ground were trampled to pieces.
The smile on Zhou Zhizhi's face was calm and friendly, but his spiritual pressure was unscrupulously released. From the perspective of cultivation, it is speculated that at least he had a cultivation level of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, which was very different from Lin Qiubai's impression of the Jindan Stage, an extremely terrifying spirituality. The pressure was released, causing all the swimming fish in the nearby water to flee in fright.
Lin Qiubai licked his dry lips, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the approaching person. It was still the familiar person but everything seemed strange.
Zhou Zhizhi took out a silk handkerchief from his cuff and handed it to him: "Wipe your hands."
After a short pause, Lin Qiubai took it and wiped his palms. Zhou Zhizhi rolled his sleeves and said with a smile: "We meet again after a long absence, Qiubai seems to be very strange to me." His voice was full of regret.
Lin Qiubai looked up at him.
On a deserted island with few people and no one there, the entrance of Cangluo is not far away. The monk's physique is naturally extremely uncomfortable and disgusted with the magic energy. When everyone is avoiding it, Zhou Zhizhi's behavior is very abnormal and abrupt.
"Or..." Zhou Zhizhi lowered his voice: "Is my appearance more familiar to you?"
Although he controlled it well, his tone still revealed some suppressed but uncontrollable excitement.
As soon as the words fell, his facial features were like mud that had been wiped away, and began to change constantly, from Xiu Zhaoxuan who Lin Qiubai was familiar with, to the confidant of the Second Young Master Yu, to the round-faced disciple of the Yushoumen...even ordinary The shopkeepers and waitresses in the hall all met Lin Qiubai once, and there are many other people who just pass by without characteristics.
One can imagine how he secretly hid in the crowd with different appearances to spy on Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai's cheeks were pale, and he took two steps back: "Who are you?"
Noticing his subconscious actions, Zhou Zhizhi seemed to be pleased.
The face that was constantly piled up and reshaped was finally fixed on a simple and unremarkable plain face.
This face is also famous, it is the face of Mr. Zhou's family who is famous for cultivating truth and shops all over the world, but if Yu Chuci is here, he can recognize that this face also belongs to Lin Qiubai in the previous life.
Zhou Zhizhi gently stroked this face on the stage, and asked with a smile: "Qiu Bai, are you really Lin Qiubai?"
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Zhou Zhizhi was born in the Zhou family, a well-known cultivator family. The single lineage of the Zhou family had placed great hopes on him since he was a child. He was talented and diligent in learning from the directors of various families. Unfortunately, the Zhou family made too many enemies, and he passed away in an accident.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually entered the body of Lin Qiubai, who had three separated souls. Affected by his soul, his face gradually grew ordinary. This was Zhou Zhizhi from his previous life.
Zhou Zhizhi smiled and said: "I was cautious. I thought it would be smooth sailing forever, but I didn't expect the way of heaven to collapse. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn again. This time, time went backwards, and I returned to my own body in the Zhou family. And my first The time is to get rid of those hidden troubles and watch you carefully—”
He suddenly smiled, "It's really surprising, the little fool who lost his three souls in his previous life turned out to be normal, and what he did was completely different from his previous life, which greatly aroused my curiosity."
It is undeniable that he has long regarded the body that he has used for decades as his own, so he would rather destroy it than watch another soul occupy this body and live a more unrestrained and happy life than him.
He is jealous, unwilling, and even disgusted. What makes him most resentful is the Yuncheng Spirit Seed, Fenyan Illusion, Heaven, Earth and Flame, all of which he obtained in his previous life. Now Lin Qiubai accepts them all, like robbing what should have been belongs to his life.
Thinking of these, Zhou Zhizhi's gentle face contorted for a moment.
So he gave Yu Chuci three tricks, and even Le Mu, Duan Jingsheng, and Qiu Zijian were pawns he played with in his palm. The elders were all tools he used during his applause, but none of them could match Lin Qiubai.
He is always watching and coveting in the dark, like a creepy snake spitting out poisonous messages in the shadows.
On the surface, he led the clan to prosper, and the scenery Yueji was kind and generous, but in private, he gradually became an out-and-out paranoid lunatic.
Now he has found Lin Qiubai's weakness.
He didn't even have the memory of when Yun Liuling left him.
It was rare to have an afternoon without being disturbed by anyone. It was not until he noticed that the horizon was faintly revealing colorful rays of light. It seemed that there were many monks from different sects fighting there. Only then did Lin Qiubai break away from that kind of deep and focused contemplation. After knowing it, I noticed a burning sensation behind the buttocks.
This feeling is not unfamiliar to him.
It was the sequelae of Zhu Xizhu's one-night indulgence last night. He is a body of the most yin, and his endurance is already excellent, but Zhu Xizhu's tall and burly body is really against the sky, so after too many times, there will still be vague discomfort , It's just that the hangover reaction was more obvious before, so I temporarily divided my attention.
Lin Qiubai is already very experienced in dealing with such embarrassing questions.
He put aside those messy thoughts, and took out a palm-sized round box from the storage bag, with three characters flying and phoenix carved on the front——
Chrysanthemum cream.
On the back, there is a line of lowercase letters flowing like clouds and flowing water into the wood for three points: nourishing and reducing swelling, caring and restraining.
It's not the first time Lin Qiubai has done this. With his fingertips, he dug out a lump of white cream and applied it to the injured area. The burning sensation quickly subsided when he was very cold. At this moment, he heard Ning Lang's voice was faintly heard.
He quickly put on his pants, and just as he threw the chrysanthemum cream back into the storage bag, there was a knock on the door: "Qiu Bai."
"Enter."
Ning Lang hesitated for two seconds before stretching out his hand and pushing the door open. He failed to reach the agreement with Lin Qiubai because of his defeat on the stage yesterday. He struggled and lost the whole night, but he is open-minded by nature, not to mention the juniors from the Beast Sect Give him encouragement, and he quickly adjusted.
After pushing open the door, he saw the young man lying on the rocking chair, the bright sunshine shining through the window sills on the corners of his eyebrows, the hem of his clothes was lifted half way up, revealing a smooth, white, greasy and flexible waistline, Ning Lang's head was buzzing His face slowly turned red, and he forgot what he was about to say.
"Ning Lang?" Lin Qiubai lay lazily on the rocking chair, patted the bed next to him: "Come and sit."
Ning Lang slowly moved over and sat down on the bamboo chair beside the tea table.
"Why did you come over suddenly?" Lin Qiubai asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Ning Lang grabbed the herbal tea and poured it into his stomach, and managed to suppress his pounding heartbeat. Hearing this, he said: "Someone found the entrance of Cangluo near the sea island, and now all the immortal sects are in chaos. Let’s discuss and discuss countermeasures together.”
As the legacy of the gods, Cangluo originally had more than one entrance, but it was blocked by a seal before, so it was not noticeable, and now the entrances with loose seals have been discovered one after another.
Lin Qiubai: "What do those people say?"
All the representatives of the Immortal Sects participated in the discussion and discussion on Central Island. Ning Lang, as the representative of Yushoumen, also attended the meeting. Recalling the faces of those people at the meeting, he frowned: "Elder Zhai Lin and other respected elders They all went to the entrance to see that there is indeed a crack in the seal, but it will take at least 1000 years until the seal is completely shattered and invalidated, so they all think that it is enough to deal with the monsters that escaped."
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qiubai knew why they thought so.
Thousands of years ago, the seal cangluo sacrificed tens of thousands of great powers in the Mahayana stage. Now it is necessary to sacrifice their lives to strengthen the seal. In this doomed age when the aura is exhausted, all the great powers who can cultivate to the Mahayana stage have gone through a lot of hardships. It is naturally impossible for the life-hungry people to sacrifice themselves to block the hole of the gun. As for the seal becoming invalid after a thousand years, they will all die of old age at that time, and they will not be able to control the affairs behind them.
"On the horizon just now..."
"It's also a monster that ran out." Ning Lang took out the palm-sized square mirror from his arms. He asked the contracted spirit beast to stay there to help. scene.
The entrance of Cangluo is located at the bottom of the coastal cliff.
The coast is crowded with monks from various immortal sects. In front of them is a cliff that stretches for thousands of miles as black as ink, surrounded by demonic energy, dead plants and dead trees for miles around, life is cut off, evil thoughts are raging, and the filth is unbearable.
Dao lights of various colors swaying in the sky, with the concerted efforts of hundreds of monks, finally cut off the head of the huge monster, but before the others cheered, the monster's hideous and twisted abdomen suddenly opened a big mouth, sucking a nearby monk into its belly , but after a while, a new head slowly condensed from that majestic cross-section, and the sticky and smelly mucus rustled down, corroding the weeds on the ground into large areas of erosion holes, and suddenly someone blurted out Exclaimed——
It turned out that the deformed and ugly head was the monk who had been swallowed by the monster before.
The monster walked towards the monks with its chubby belly shaking. The translucent belly was uneven, as if some living thing was struggling inside, protruding from time to time a familiar face, or a leg or an arm.
The monks present felt shuddering and disgusting.
The elders of the various immortal sects may be late, but there are quite a few people who arrived, even Patriarch Yu, who "kills his wife and sacrifices to heaven with boundless magic power", was present. Elder Zhai Lin raised his hand to trap the monster with a golden shield. Action, Daoyan Sect Master also made a move, a few Fenglin Volcanic Talismans were as immovable as a mountain, and they were shot like the wind, like a lotus fire falling on the top of the monster's head. Call.
The stench of rotten burnt permeated the air.
Someone ran to the grass and vomited: "Wow——"
There is a time limit for the connection of the square mirror. After the time expires, the mirror image gradually dissipates. Ning Lang still frowns and his face turns pale. Obviously, he is also disgusted, but Lin Qiubai's focus is crooked: "Han Tianzong is not here. ?”
Ning Langniu drank a few sips of herbal tea to suppress the stomach acid that came up: "Han Tianzong is too busy to take care of himself now. The White Snake Secret Sect and Han Tianzong have turned their faces. All the disciples lost their auras, and all their actions collapsed."
Lin Qiubai commented: "Dog eats dog."
"No, Duan Jingsheng will be hated to death now."
At the same time, the remote wing of Huayuan Island.
With the door closed tightly, the air was filled with an indescribable rotten sour smell. Duan Jingsheng lay on the bed with his eyes glazed over. He is now a useless man with broken muscles and no future.What's more, he will be paralyzed on the bed like mud in his next life, and the severe pain of tearing his soul will follow him like a shadow.
Han Tianzong used to push him a lot, but now he hates not being able to pick him up.
Duan Jingsheng has been lying on the bed for the past two days. He has not eaten a drop of water or rice. The smell, normal people can't stay in it for half a minute.
After a long time, the door was pushed open by someone from the outside. It was the little junior who had been here before. After two full days of mental preparation, he returned to this room. Duan Jingsheng's desperate and dull eyes finally responded.
"Ah, ah..." His mouth was full of rotten tongue flesh, fearing that his younger brother would not understand him or run away again, Duan Jingsheng pulled out a piece of rubbing from his arms tremblingly with all his strength. crumpled paper.
This is what he saw on the bamboo slips he found in the Nanhai Library, and then rubbed it according to his memory.
The little junior took it over tremblingly, not quite understanding what Duan Jingsheng meant.
Duan Jingsheng wrote a word on the back of his hand with his only movable finger.
Only then did the junior brother understand, looking at the miserable Duan Jingsheng on the bed, his eyes were slightly red: "Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely deliver it."
Duan Jingsheng's eyes were filled with deep viciousness and resentment.
After leaving the disgusting side room, the junior brother hesitated and did not immediately send the paper to the place designated by Duan Jingsheng. He is just an inconspicuous little disciple, so how could he dare to claim it?
The greatest wish of Han Tianzong's suzerain in his life is that Han Tianzong can become the first immortal sect, and he can spread peaches and plums all over the world. This wish has almost become his obsession, so he holds lectures every month or even every quarter , even though there were not many foreign sect disciples to join him, but he was particularly intoxicated by this feeling of being admired.
After the defeat of Dao Yanzong, his Han Tianzong was about to become the number one immortal sect. These days, his feet were floating when he walked, but just as he was about to kick the door, Duan Jingsheng, whom he had carefully cultivated, dug him a In Dakeng, I not only ruined my cultivation but also offended the White Snake Secret Sect by poisoning the water source for daily drinking.
As soon as the news spread, Huayuan Island, where guests once gathered, was shunned by people.
Han Tianzong's patriarch's dream was shattered.
When the little disciple showed him the crumpled paper, he didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he read it for the third time, he raised his head and let out a heart-piercing laugh, the little disciple was startled. I felt a drum in my heart, and then I heard the Suzerain say: "Do as he says."
After getting approval, the little disciple went to deliver things.
The suzerain of Han Tianzong Wu Nei Tongtong, told the disciples standing behind him: "Don't disturb other people, pack up your things and prepare to leave here."
All the disciples were stunned for a moment, and the suzerain of Han Tianzong showed a malicious smile: "The sea island is about to be destroyed."
...
After sending off Ning Lang who was chattering with him, Lin Qiubai lay back on the rocking chair again.
After touching half a stick of incense, the door was pushed open again, and the familiar wheelchair turned and stopped in front of him. Lin Qiubai raised his head and saw a box of rose cakes on the coffee table. The box was pushed in front of him, with a warm smile: "Apologize, try it?"
The familiar scene reminded Lin Qiubai of 33 days a hundred years ago.
At that time, he often went to Yunshan to touch birds' eggs and dig out snake nests. After all, he often went out to wander around when he had nothing to do. Later, he accidentally picked up a nest of red eggs under the Bodhisattva tree, brought them back to Langyuan, and hatched a nest of red-haired chickens. He raised it for more than a month, but one night he was eaten by a mandrill, and Xiaoju was the only one who survived by luck.
At that time, he was only a little higher than Yun Liuling's knees, crying heartbroken.
It doesn't work if anyone coaxes you.
In the end, it was Yun Liuxing who personally cooked and made cakes for him with Xuemei fruit from Yunshan Mountain. After he tasted it, he found that it tasted good, so he burst into tears.
Xuemei fruit is a unique fruit in Yunshan Mountain. It bears ten fruits for thousands of years. It looks a little like a gourd with a small top and a big bottom. When it is immature, it shows a light blue color. It has a light honey fragrance.After making it into a pastry, it tastes like roses in your mouth, so Lin Qiubai always called it rose cake.
Indeed, I haven't eaten for a long time.
Picking up one, a rich and fragrant floral scent hit his nostrils. Lin Qiubai sniffed and broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. The familiar smell made him nod repeatedly.
It is still the taste he remembers, the skin is crispy and loose, and the skin is thin and crisp. After biting open, there is a bright red indentation. There is a rich and fragrant floral fragrance between the lips and teeth, and the dripping juice is sweeter than honey-eaten bee candy.
Yun Liuting not only has a superb alchemy technique, but also has a superb cake baking technique!
After eating four or five yuan in a row, Lin Qiubai felt that his throat was so tight that he stretched out his hand and poured a cup of herbal tea Shun Shun Qi. However, after just a few sips, he felt that his wrist reaction was a little slow and stiff, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yun Liu Go, with a pitiful smile in Yun Liuxuan's eyes, he leaned over and stroked his temple hair: "Good boy."
There is something mixed into the rose shortbread.
Yun Liuxuan hugged him to his lap, and a whirlpool of cloud-white light emerged from behind out of thin air. The two passed through the whirlpool, and the scene in front of them came to a deep mountain valley with towering ancient trees, lush green grass, and ten miles of misty clouds. .
The scene in front of Lin Qiubai was all too familiar.
The fairyland on the clouds is called 33 days.
The people around him hugged him very tightly, and in the shadows of his hair, there was the scent of bergamot that could not dissipate, as if the pine and bamboo piled up with snow were clean and clear.
What Yunliuyu put in the rose cake was a short-lived Majin powder. Lin Qiubai has now reached the fusion stage, and most of the medicine's properties have been resolved in a blink of an eye. At least the five senses have recovered, and he can still see the scenery in front of him and the faint sound coming from not far away. piano sound.
"Is someone playing the piano?"
Yun Liuxuan carried him forward for a while, before Lin Qiubai noticed the bull-headed rabbit-body nightmare lying on the grass. It turned out to be the snoring sound of the nightmare when it was asleep. Mistakenly thought it was the sound of the piano.
It seems that the Spirit Beast Garden has introduced a new breed.
At least he's never seen one before.
Nearby is a phoenix tree that is as thick as dozens of people hug each other. The leaves and flowers are as bright as fire, and the layers are layered and gorgeous. .
This feeling was very familiar, he looked down and saw that it was Xiaoju.
Xiaoju used to be very clingy to him, but it has been hundreds of years, how long can a red chicken live for so long?
His doubts were all written on his face, and Yun Liuxuan laughed: "Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu..." He sighed: "Back then, the mandrill ate up a litter of cubs, but Xiaoju was the only one left, didn't you think about the reason? "
Lin Qiubai: "Good luck?"
Yun Liuxuan said: "Xiaoju is Suzaku." Suzaku is the blood of the holy beast and has the instinct to suppress the mandrill.
Lin Qiubai: ...? ? ?
What he really didn't expect was that he was so stupid that he could only eat and drink. The real identity of the bald red chick whose hair was almost plucked by him back then was not a chicken, but Suzaku, one of the four holy beasts.
He looked down at the red-haired dumpling bouncing on his knee with a complicated expression, and was immediately disappointed in the beast.
Just as he was feeling emotional, the scene in front of him changed again.
It’s like being in a boundless abyss and black hole, and what you see is a boundless black curtain, except for the wide golden carved birdcage in the corner, which is placed as a big bed, and there is nothing around, it is a dark place where light can escape. Shen.
The door of the birdcage opened silently, and one could clearly see the long black iron anklet hanging from the head of the bed.
Want to know who it is for.
A warm breath came from the shoulder, and Lin Qiubai's sensitive ears and neck could not help but a thin layer of red, Yun Liuling's hands shackled his waist, the eyes of the young man in his arms were flushed, and his chin rubbed against his cheek. He whispered in his ear: "Qiuqiu is too disobedient, so I prepared a small cage for Qiuqiu."
"In this way, Qiuqiu won't be promiscuous again."
"There are only you and me in the small cage, no third person will be used."
Lin Qiubai's blushing cheeks were a little shocked. In his memory, Yun Liuliu was a kind-hearted and kind-hearted person. How could his taste suddenly deviate? ?
"Qiuqiu," Yun Liuling tightly wrapped his arms around the waist of the person in his arms, his eyes fell on the exquisitely carved birdcage, his eyes gradually darkened, he kissed the smooth white hair of the person in his arms obsessively, and laughed Yan Yan: "Do you like it?"
This day was what he had been looking forward to with all his heart and soul. The golden cage had his seal on it, and once he entered, he would never be able to get out again without him.
He unscrupulously looked at the young man in his arms.
He really wanted to lock Lin Qiubai up, lock him in a cage with black iron chains, and let him just listen to him and look at him forever, let him play Yuezhuang, and unscrupulously stained with dirty and unsightly ambitions.
He thinks that he can only touch him, accept him in this expensive and solid golden cage, keep his eyes on him forever, beg him in fear, the sound of choking and crying mixed with the sound of the black iron chain must be very moving .
He wants to be with him in the abyss.
Lin Qiubai didn't worry too much, after all, no matter how hidden this place is, the Pangu pendant Han Linxiao gave him can be accurately located.
Yun Liuxi regained consciousness from his imagination, and casually grabbed a jug of thin wine from his sleeve. Lin Qiubai refused powerlessly, and was forced to down a large mouthful of thin wine. Immediately his eyes blurred.
The young man in his arms lost his focus, was foggy, and wanted to refuse but was unable to refuse. The ambition buried in Yun Liuling poured out with claws and claws. Rou softly coaxed: "Shh, drink two more sips, be good, take another two sips and it won't hurt."
Lin Qiubai's consciousness gradually became confused, the portrait in front of him gradually doubled, and he could only faintly hear a familiar voice. His cheeks were stained with a faint blush, and his voice murmured indistinctly: "Master, Master..."
"Master is here."
The excess wine overflowed involuntarily before reaching his throat, and dripped down along the full lip line. At this time, Lin Qiubai leaned against his arms without any response, his eyes blurred and tended to be lax, and he couldn't restrain his lips from breathing. It dripped from the corner of his mouth that couldn't be closed.
The moon is visceral and attractive.
It really made people do dirty things to him.
More and more, more dirty things.
……
Like a plump and juicy fruit being split open, Lin Qiubai has already gone through it before entering the cage.
His slight struggle actually fueled the opponent's arrogance. Lin Qiubai felt that his whole body was about to burn, his clothes were scattered over his shoulders, and he leaned his head on the shoulder of the person surrounding him in a daze. He couldn't see Yun Liu's eyes It was full of scorching heat, and the sleeves of the two of them were covered with the rich and mellow aroma of wine, mixed with the scent of bergamot, which made people dizzy.
"It's so pitiful, I'm trembling all over, I really want someone to record it with a shadow stone and observe it repeatedly..."
"I'll be here with me forever and ever, okay? There's only each other in this abyss..."
His eyes were dark, and his flawless white face was buried on the side of the young man's neck and he sniffed deeply. At this time, Yun Liuling did not seem to be a god and Buddha who was compassionate and compassionate, but he seemed to abandon his usual dignified, gentle and generous skin, torn off his disguise, exposed Dirty, greedy and even shocking ambitions blackened and blacked out.
At this moment, it is vividly displayed, daunting and terrifying.
Feeling Yun Liuling's calloused finger bones stained with thin calluses rubbing his lips vigorously, hot breath sprayed down, Lin Qiubai was so uncomfortable that he raised his hand and took it off.
Express your protest with concrete actions.
"Why..." Now I'm not even allowed to touch. Before she could say a word, Yun Liuling suddenly raised her eyes and stared at the mid-air, where a gap suddenly opened, and white light shone through the gap into the darkness. Han Lin with an expressionless face Xiao took a step forward, and beside him was Zhu Xizhu who was carrying a heavy knife and was full of evil spirits.
Just as he thought, the two of them realized that Yun Liuling was taking him away almost at the same time, and immediately locked their direction and chased after him.
What I saw was Lin Qiubai sitting in disheveled clothes on Yun Liuxuan's lap, his cheeks flushed and messy, not to mention the golden birdcage and anklets that looked very interesting, Zhu Xizhu was right Yun Liuting was very prejudiced, and this was like throwing another handful of chili oil on the fire. Seeing this scene with his own eyes, he became more and more furious.
The eyes of the two were like sword lights colliding fiercely in the air, with faint flames splashing everywhere.
Seeing this, Zhu Xizhu squinted his eyes slightly, grasped the heavy knife on his shoulder tightly, raised his shoulders and swung his arm, and slashed down with a heavy knife from above.
Yun Liuling sighed softly, took the rosary from his wrist and threw it into the air to block the blow, then put Lin Qiubai down and put on a layer of clothes, pinched Fajue and turned to meet Zhu Xizhu who fell from the sky.
The fragile and delicate relationship between the three people was finally broken at this moment.
Zhu Xizhu stepped on the thunderbolt and scorched the magic knife with momentum like wind and thunder, and the black phoenix behind him flapped his wings and landed on the sky-filled flame lotus, flying sand and rocks like swallowing the dark sky, and endless Buddhist teachings were engraved on the rosary beads. , the mountains and plains are full of wind and clouds.
The gust of wind blew through nothingness, blowing away the black mist that covered the sky and the sun, and Han Linxiao swung his sword to face him. He originally only aimed at Yun Liuling, but Zhu Xizhu swung the thunder and fire knife to attack indiscriminately, and the violent anger spread indiscriminately. He had to turn around and fight back.
This is destined to be a protracted and inextricably fought battle.
Xiaoju shivered and curled up beside the unconscious Lin Qiubai, timid, pitiful and helpless.
In fact, not only Xiaoju, but the three patriarchs did not hold back their momentum. The earth-shaking fighting style has already caused all the creatures outside to drill holes and escape, and the entire Yunshan Mountain has already disappeared without a trace.
At first, their spiritual consciousness was divided into Lin Qiubai's body, until half a day later it became intense, and the victory or defeat was often just a flash, so their spirits were highly concentrated.
Lin Qiubai woke up in a trance. A familiar figure in the distance was fighting. He didn't care to delve into it. His lips were sore and limp, hot and dry. He seemed to have fixed a movement for a long time, and his muscles hurt like tears when he moved a little. The effect of the medicine has been resolved, and he closed his eyes for a while and finally sat up with his body propped up.
What happened before seemed like an inescapable nightmare to him.
Although the time is short, he already has a physical fear of the small dark room. He really doesn't like to stay in this dark, boundless space. The torn vortex is still not far away. Lin Qiubai licked the dry His lips struggled to move his body into the whirlpool.
This crack was torn by Han Linxiao, it was not broken and unstable like the previous cracks.
The other end is connected to the island.
After landing, Lin Qiubai sat on the ground, closed his eyes and panted for a while, and waited for the weakness of his limbs to gradually subside before slowly opening his eyes.
The scenery in front of him was slightly familiar, the blue sea, the blue sky, the vast mist, and the terracotta soil around the cliffs and barren trees, which was extremely quiet. He thought for a while on his forehead, and finally remembered that this was the entrance near Cangluo that he had seen from the water mirror.
The entrance of Cangluo is under the cliff of Lindao, not far from him.
There are still traces of the previous fighting techniques around, but the matter has come to an end, and the entrance of Cangluo is also recognized as a dangerous place, so there is usually no one, and the whole island has no insects or birds, and it is empty and quiet.
Standing up straight on his knees, Lin Qiubai walked slowly towards the beach. The hem of his clothes and the crevices of his fingers were all sticky, and he rinsed in sea water several times to get rid of the slippery feeling.
In fact, he felt that something similar remained in his throat. After taking a deep breath, his throat was burning, and his whole mouth was filled with the faint smell of bergamot, but considering the salty sea water, he still didn't rinse his mouth with it.
"Autumn White."
While he was concentrating on washing his hands, suddenly a clear, gentle and slightly pleasant voice sounded from behind him. The feeling of being caught off guard could easily send a chill down the tailbone.
Sensing the sound of dead leaves being crushed behind him, Lin Qiubai slowly turned around, and standing behind him was a smiling young man in black and short shirt, just like Yuncheng's chic and lively appearance when he first met, It makes people feel close at first sight.
Lin Qiubai said, "It's you."
Zhou Zhizhi walked over slowly with his sleeves on, staring at the slightly surprised young man in front of him, with a warm smile on his face: "Long time no see, Qiu Bai."
The dead branches and leaves on the ground were trampled to pieces.
The smile on Zhou Zhizhi's face was calm and friendly, but his spiritual pressure was unscrupulously released. From the perspective of cultivation, it is speculated that at least he had a cultivation level of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, which was very different from Lin Qiubai's impression of the Jindan Stage, an extremely terrifying spirituality. The pressure was released, causing all the swimming fish in the nearby water to flee in fright.
Lin Qiubai licked his dry lips, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the approaching person. It was still the familiar person but everything seemed strange.
Zhou Zhizhi took out a silk handkerchief from his cuff and handed it to him: "Wipe your hands."
After a short pause, Lin Qiubai took it and wiped his palms. Zhou Zhizhi rolled his sleeves and said with a smile: "We meet again after a long absence, Qiubai seems to be very strange to me." His voice was full of regret.
Lin Qiubai looked up at him.
On a deserted island with few people and no one there, the entrance of Cangluo is not far away. The monk's physique is naturally extremely uncomfortable and disgusted with the magic energy. When everyone is avoiding it, Zhou Zhizhi's behavior is very abnormal and abrupt.
"Or..." Zhou Zhizhi lowered his voice: "Is my appearance more familiar to you?"
Although he controlled it well, his tone still revealed some suppressed but uncontrollable excitement.
As soon as the words fell, his facial features were like mud that had been wiped away, and began to change constantly, from Xiu Zhaoxuan who Lin Qiubai was familiar with, to the confidant of the Second Young Master Yu, to the round-faced disciple of the Yushoumen...even ordinary The shopkeepers and waitresses in the hall all met Lin Qiubai once, and there are many other people who just pass by without characteristics.
One can imagine how he secretly hid in the crowd with different appearances to spy on Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai's cheeks were pale, and he took two steps back: "Who are you?"
Noticing his subconscious actions, Zhou Zhizhi seemed to be pleased.
The face that was constantly piled up and reshaped was finally fixed on a simple and unremarkable plain face.
This face is also famous, it is the face of Mr. Zhou's family who is famous for cultivating truth and shops all over the world, but if Yu Chuci is here, he can recognize that this face also belongs to Lin Qiubai in the previous life.
Zhou Zhizhi gently stroked this face on the stage, and asked with a smile: "Qiu Bai, are you really Lin Qiubai?"
·
Zhou Zhizhi was born in the Zhou family, a well-known cultivator family. The single lineage of the Zhou family had placed great hopes on him since he was a child. He was talented and diligent in learning from the directors of various families. Unfortunately, the Zhou family made too many enemies, and he passed away in an accident.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually entered the body of Lin Qiubai, who had three separated souls. Affected by his soul, his face gradually grew ordinary. This was Zhou Zhizhi from his previous life.
Zhou Zhizhi smiled and said: "I was cautious. I thought it would be smooth sailing forever, but I didn't expect the way of heaven to collapse. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn again. This time, time went backwards, and I returned to my own body in the Zhou family. And my first The time is to get rid of those hidden troubles and watch you carefully—”
He suddenly smiled, "It's really surprising, the little fool who lost his three souls in his previous life turned out to be normal, and what he did was completely different from his previous life, which greatly aroused my curiosity."
It is undeniable that he has long regarded the body that he has used for decades as his own, so he would rather destroy it than watch another soul occupy this body and live a more unrestrained and happy life than him.
He is jealous, unwilling, and even disgusted. What makes him most resentful is the Yuncheng Spirit Seed, Fenyan Illusion, Heaven, Earth and Flame, all of which he obtained in his previous life. Now Lin Qiubai accepts them all, like robbing what should have been belongs to his life.
Thinking of these, Zhou Zhizhi's gentle face contorted for a moment.
So he gave Yu Chuci three tricks, and even Le Mu, Duan Jingsheng, and Qiu Zijian were pawns he played with in his palm. The elders were all tools he used during his applause, but none of them could match Lin Qiubai.
He is always watching and coveting in the dark, like a creepy snake spitting out poisonous messages in the shadows.
On the surface, he led the clan to prosper, and the scenery Yueji was kind and generous, but in private, he gradually became an out-and-out paranoid lunatic.
Now he has found Lin Qiubai's weakness.
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