The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Before Xue Yu could react, another servant knocked on the door and entered the hall, lowering his head and reporting: "Cen Xianjun didn't answer the door."

"My master is in retreat." Xue Yu immediately said, "We were all together when the illusion collapsed. It doesn't matter if my master is here or not, just ask me."

An elder questioned: "But it was Cen Xianjun who handed over Jin Yaojue to us that day..."

Xue Yu suddenly turned his head to look at the person who spoke, and said sharply: "The elder means, could it be that he thinks that my master has done something wrong with the inheritance, or has something hidden?"

Someone had reported everything that happened in the illusion to the upper echelon of Hongwu Palace in detail before, so they knew that Jin Yaojue had fallen into the illusion of the Phoenix Terrace, and was captured by Cen Shu and others after the collapse of the secret realm, and then returned return.

A few days ago, the relationship between the two parties was very harmonious, and Hongwu Palace was always strict about the details, and never asked a single superfluous question.

Therefore, what happened to Fengjiamu, the leader of the realm, why the illusion collapsed, and how Jin Yaojue was captured by Cen Shu, the senior officials of Hongwu Palace had no idea.

At this time, another Jin Yaojue appeared inexplicably, and they became suspicious of the one in their hands after realizing it.

The disciples of Hongwu Palace have a straight intestine from the upper floor to the lower floor. The elder didn't show any embarrassment when he was questioned like this by Xue Yu.

Xue Yu said coldly: "Jin Yaojue is your family's inheritance and not my family's inheritance. Is it true or not? Don't you all know it yourself? Do you still have to ask outsiders?"

"Besides, the illusion collapsed at that time. When Jin Yaojue was handed over to my master by Feng Jiamu, there was no vision of the second golden crow falling to the ground." He paused, then turned his head and said to the small group of Hongwu Palace disciples who had entered the illusion. , "You didn't see it, but you were able to run after us accurately. Hongwu Palace must have a way to determine the position of the inheritance, right?"

Zhuang You could not help but glance at him.

Xue Yu was obviously not there when Feng Jiamu handed Jin Yaojue to Cen Shu, how did he know these details?

and……

Zhuang You frowned and thought, he felt a little strange at the time, even if Feng Jiamu's time-traveling secret realm can even turn a high mountain into a Chongming bird's egg, it definitely has no reason to turn a living person into nothing.

Even if there was, why did he appear in front of them naked in the end instead of where he disappeared?

--Do not.

Zhuang You thought again, he didn't fall in front of them, but precisely in front of Cen Shu.

And the latter didn't seem to be surprised at all, as if he knew that his apprentice would appear for a long time.

For some reason, Zhuang You looked at Xue Yu with a strange expression.

It's a pity that in the huge palace, there is not even one person that Zhuang You can share his doubts with.

The captain leader listened to Xue Yu's question, nodded honestly and said: "That's right."

The group of Hongwu Palace disciples rushed out and searched again the moment they realized that the illusion had dissipated. The two teams were not far away, so they were able to catch up with Xue Yu and his party so quickly.

But this time the search team also used the same method to find the second Jin Yaojue.

"Besides," Xue Yu glanced at Wu Hongyan, "Isn't the Jin Yao that my master gave you already has an inheritor?"

The palace lord nodded: "This decision is naturally true."

Otherwise, he would not dare to teach his daughter directly.What's more, Jin Yaojue needs to be broken before it can be established. The senior officials of Hongwu Palace have confirmed it many times before.

"Then why don't you suspect that the other inheritance is fake?" Xue Yu asked, "Where did you find the inheritance? Where is the mortal inheriting the inheritance? What does it look like? What's its name?"

"Uh, these letters didn't go into details." The elder was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Xue Yu cared so much about who that mortal was.

"Only say they have brought the man back."

Xue Yu asked again: "Don't you find it strange? Then Jin Yaojue is so easy to learn, did a mortal inherit it casually?"

Wu Hongyan's pretty face flushed, and she said angrily, "How is that possible!"

Others may not know how domineering Jin Yaojue is, but her cultivation has been shattered by the inheritance of her body, the meridians in her body are broken every inch, and there is not a piece of flesh and blood in her body that is complete.

If it weren't for the body protection of the strange treasure, she would have died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

Even the daughter of Lian Hongwu Palace master Qianjin learned it so hard.

How could it be possible for ordinary mortals?

After Xue Yu mentioned this, everyone also reacted.

That's right, this is Jin Yaojue, and it's not a gentle exercise, how can mortals inherit it?

Someone said to Xi Ni: "Since that's the case, let's take a closer look when someone returns."

Xue Yu frowned and thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "Actually... there is a place now, and there may be a second Jin Yaojue."

At this moment, outside the mountains of Phoenix Terrace.

Li Xiuran's bewilderment was not much less than that of everyone in Hongwu Palace.

He was hit to death by a muck truck just a second ago, but he passed through as soon as he closed and opened his eyes.

As a result, a man who should not have existed here appeared out of thin air on the edge of the illusion newly built by the Phoenix Terrace.

Feng Lingshu, the master of the New Illusion Realm, was originally the same as every day in the past, waiting for the Golden Crow to fall to the Phoenix Terrace, and his silly brother who had forgotten everything offered things to him as if to please him.

It's hard to say whether things work for him, but Feng Lingshu just enjoys Feng Jiamu's blind favor and dependence on him.

But he watched helplessly as the dazzling Golden Crow in the sky suddenly made a tricky turn, and Jin Yaojue, who was supposed to fall into the Phoenix Terrace, plunged headfirst into Li Xiuran's body without stopping.

From Wu Hongyan's point of view, Jin Yaojue's inheritance was extremely domineering and extremely difficult to tame, but when Li Xiuran took the initiative to inherit it, he behaved like a kitten without causing any waves.

Before Feng Lingshu went to the edge of the illusion to check what was going on, the stranger who appeared out of nowhere was frightened by the golden crow's light that jumped into his chest and sat down on the ground.

Snapped.

People have sat out of the scope of the illusion.

This time Feng Lingshu was stupid.

How come the thunderclouds and mist he gathered could stop the monk Almighty from heading for mortals, but couldn't stop this man who appeared out of thin air?

However, he and Feng Jiamu are living by illusion at this time, neither dead nor alive, Feng Lingshu can't get out, and he can't get back the little toy that was taken out by that person.

Standing on the edge of the illusion, Feng Lingshu felt a little bit of embarrassment in his heart.

The little golden bead seemed to be quite important to the group of people outside. He remembered that when the illusion collapsed, his silly brother had already given it to the group of people.

At this time, there was a strange man who was able to take out one of the products of his backtracking.

There should be nothing wrong, right?

How can the fantasy thing be real?

Feng Lingshu went back in time as if nothing had happened.

Dazzling golden light fell from the sky again, and this time it finally hit the Phoenix Terrace accurately.

He turned back nonchalantly.

The Hongwu Palace disciple who had been wandering outside for a long time suddenly sensed Jin Yaojue's existence, and caught Li Xiuran who fell out of the illusion in the blink of an eye.

At Xue Yu's request, the senior officials of Hongwu Palace declared that the inheritance had not been found.

In order to play a full set, he didn't even tell his own disciples who went out to find the inheritance.

For the disciples of the Hongwu Palace, there is little aura outside the black stele, and business trips are a chore that no one wants to do.

Therefore, the team photographed by Hongwu Palace as a cover was not led by elders like last time, but just seven or eight ordinary disciples with low cultivation bases.

They have been away for half a month, they have not made any progress in their cultivation, and their hearts have long been filled with resentment.

At this time, seeing that the inheritance of the Hongwu Palace that he had finally found had not only been inherited by others, but also that the other party was an ordinary person, and even a mortal with very poor aptitude, his nose was almost crooked.

This group of disciples sent a letter to the palace to report, and then they could not help but kidnap Li Xiuran and rush to Hongwu Palace.

The disciples refused to accept him, and naturally had a very bad attitude towards Li Xiuran on the road. They told him more than once that they would return to Hongwu Palace later, and they would definitely ask the elders to dig out the inheritance in his body.

Li Xiuran was bullied all the way, and he already had a preliminary understanding of his situation in his heart.

As an idle gangster, he usually reads novels for leisure, so he naturally recognized that he was hit by a big truck and passed through.

He was inherited from the sky, which sounds like a great inheritance, and this is definitely the configuration of the male protagonist!

Li Xiuran recalled the content of the novels he had read in his mind, and he was ready to move, and wanted to use his inexplicably obtained second life to make a big splash!

When Xue Yu heard that there was a second Jin Yaojue and was inherited by a mortal, he already had some guesses in his heart.

Ninety-nine percent of that person is Li Xiuran.

After Prometheus appeared in advance, the inheritance of Hongwu Palace came to the world in advance, and at this time, he heard that Li Xiuran had transmigrated early, Xue Yu's heart was no longer fluctuating.

There may still be a place for Jin Yaojue in this world of comprehension, and only Feng Lingshu's new time-travel illusion is left—if Feng Lingshu is reshaping his brother's illusion, then the whereabouts of Jin Yaojue will definitely be covered. And reshaped.

The things in the illusion are like flowers and moons in the mirror, with empty appearances, but Li Xiuran is the only person who can't use common sense to determine the affairs of this world.

This Jin Yaojue may be an illusion to everyone else, but it is very likely to be real to Li Xiuran.

Because he is the son of luck favored by heaven.

Xue Yu glanced at Wu Hongyan who had been sticking to him since leaving the meeting room.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, the little girl is still a budding flower, but she can already vaguely see how proud she will be when she grows up.

But no matter how proud she is, Li Xiuran can't be so savage to ask for double cultivation for such a little girl.

He has to admit that the plot of the book has changed a lot since his arrival.

Tiandao seemed to be aware of Xue Yu, the existence that threatened the growth of his son of destiny, and was stumbling him everywhere.

"Brother Xiaoyu, what are you thinking about? So preoccupied?" Wu Hongyan shook his arm holding him.

"Nothing." Xue Yu said hastily.

Wu Hongyan is also a martial idiot. After Xue Yu defeated him, she visibly began to pester Xue Yu to fight again.

If monks want to grow, they must go through beatings. The disciples of Hongwu Palace are not afraid of beatings, but rather yearn for them.

After Wu Hongyan's sea of ​​Qi was completely emptied, the newly regenerated spiritual power was more condensed and pure, which surprised her very much.

And said he wanted to be sucked a few more times.

Xue Yu was so pestered by her that he finally remembered.

When he was beaten by Wu Hongyan before, the opponent's spiritual power was also punched into his body by Wu Hongyan with the strength of the fight, just like when he was touching Cen Shu, the pure spiritual power was transmitted to him from the mouth.

Although the speed of absorbing spiritual power is not faster than that given to him by Cen Shu, it is already many times faster than him turning around the sky by himself!

Xue Yu looked at Wu Hongyan with bright eyes, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was already late at night when Xue Yu turned back to the room.

There was no skylight in the black stele, and they forgot the time when they were typing.

yes they are.

Xue Yu sucked up Wu Hongyan's sea of ​​energy in the name of sparring, but he still had a lot to say.

Wu Hongyan then called several Hongwu Palace disciples to let Xue Yu suck one by one—ah no, it was to learn from each other and make progress together.

Everyone hit it off and took what they needed, and the air was filled with joy for a while.

With so many people queuing up to suck for him, Xue Yu started to get drunk again after sucking and sucking, and when he returned to the room, he seemed to have drunk again, his cheeks were flushed, and he was a little confused.

As soon as Xue Yu entered the room, he suddenly felt a cool gaze fall on him.

He squinted his eyes and looked forward, only to see that Cen Shu, who had been in sedation for several days, was awake at this moment, staring at him unblinkingly with a pair of dark eyes.

"Master, you're awake!" Xue Yu happily jumped over and slid into his arms skillfully.

The movement of throwing himself into his arms and sending him into the embrace was a bit big, and the spiritual power in his meridians that had not yet been digested jolted, and Xue Yu couldn't help but burped.

A completely unfamiliar spiritual force emerged from the depths of Xue Yu's throat and hit Cen Shu's side neck.

The young man's pitch-black pupils shrank suddenly, and his light-white fingertips caught the other's pulse.

In fact, there is no need to tap the pulse at all, his sea of ​​Qi is full, and the spiritual power in the meridians is full, and dozens of different mixed spiritual powers have already emanated from the sea of ​​Qi in the meridians that Xue Yu can't hold.

The little man in his arms was blushing, with a satisfied attitude that had been fed by someone, lazily nestled in his arms, smelling like someone else on his body.

Xue Yu didn't think it was obvious enough, so he hooked Cen Shu's collar and showed off cheerfully: "Master, although you don't absorb spiritual power for me, I can still absorb it from others!"

The stranger's breath rushed towards the tip of Cen Shu's nose indiscriminately, and the anger that had arisen out of nowhere instantly rose to the top of his head.

His eyeballs suddenly changed color, and his red eyes fell on Xue Yu's overly red lips.

In the silence, Xue Yu let out a soft "Huh".

"The hostility, it's coming out again."

He hiccupped again, rubbed against Cen Shu reluctantly, groaned and acted coquettishly: "Master, can you bear it by yourself today?"

He said shyly, "I'm holding on." Cen Shu: "No."

Xue Yu didn't seem to expect the other party to say that, and said dumbly, "... huh?"

In the next moment, the scalding fingers firmly clamped Xue Yu's jaw tightly, with a huge force, as if trying to crush his jawbone.

Xue Yu struggled with a "woo", but the other party's fingers holding him did not move at all.

Cen Shu lowered his head and looked into his eyes, the blood in his eyes was flowing, and his eyes were filled with terrifying anger.

However, his voice was still very steady, even indifferent, he said word by word: "I said, no."

After all, the glow of the only night pearl left in the room also faded away.

Before the extremely thick darkness descended, Xue Yu only saw two spots of red light suddenly pressing towards him in front of him.

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