Su Bian Cultivation World

Yin Banshi felt that he was ups and downs in some mysterious state.He has no wings, no tail fins, but he flies in the air, fluctuates with the waves in the deep sea, and his soul is also light, wandering between the setbacks of the clear sounds of fairy music in the distance.

Wait, where's the music from?

The subtle musical sound changed from small to loud, from far to near, and the clear notes turned round and round under someone's finger, slowly wrapping around Yin Banshi's wrist.

The voice was so familiar, like the spring water of ding dong ding dong, and it was also realistic, outlining a clear stream passing through the bamboo forest.

After becoming the master of Yaofeng Peak, Yin Banshi was several times busier than before.Even when Yaofeng disciples are busy, they don't distinguish between day and night, and it is even more difficult for Yin Banshi to have spare time.

Because of this, he has not been to the bamboo forest behind Lefeng to listen to the piano for a long time.

But he still remembered.

He remembered the bamboo hut hidden deep in the bamboo forest. When Yin Banshi was brought back by Mr. Gongyi, he used to hide there and dare not go out for half a step.

When he was in that linen cult, Yin half-death was up to others, and he couldn't tolerate second thoughts other than life and death.But now that he has escaped...he understands what he looks like now, and it's not that he doesn't know beauty and ugliness.

Mr. Gongyi didn't persuade him or force him, he just casually chatted a few daily gossips with Yin Banshi every day.

The rest of the time is often accompanied by the sound of music, the plain qin of mountains and rivers, the bamboo flute of Liang Zhu's transformation into butterflies, the zither of spring rivers and flowers... murmuring into every sleepless night.

Until one night, Yin Banshi was wrapped in a thin summer quilt, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and the familiar flute never sounded.

Instead, it was Mr. Gongyi who came to his room in person, and before Yin Banshi could say anything, Gongyizhu pushed the casement violently.

The two windows of the mahogany window lattice were suddenly opened. It was a full moon night, and the bright moon was facing the half-dead window. From his position, he could clearly see a round of ice trays.

After the white clouds dissipated in the middle of the night, a bright moon came to the window*.

The cool air of the summer night entered the house through the window with a little breeze, and my heart suddenly brightened in front of the gloomy half dead.

Mr. Gongyi said to Yin Banshi earnestly, "It's time."

The next day, Yin Banshi spontaneously took the first step from the bamboo hut.

Yin Banshi sighed unconsciously—the music sounded in his ears at this time, like that moonlit night with a full moon.

He felt that he was sinking from the shallow sea to the deep sea, but death was so happy?

The musical notes bounced and slid past the half-dead ears, just like those qin and flute sounds in the summer night, neither forcing nor urging.

It was as gentle as a peaceful old time.

Yin Banshi finally opened his eyes.Strictly speaking, he doesn't really have much nostalgia for this world, but he just has to fulfill his responsibilities and obligations as a human being every day he lives.

But now, is it going to be the eternal farewell?

The endless pure black and dotted star-like floating world in the netherworld were reflected in Yin Banshi's pupils, Yin Banshi took a breath of air, and blurted out "Sir" without thinking.

The black ghost holding the piccolo was just a silhouette, but Yin Banshi couldn't help crying when he saw him.

The melodious and refreshing piccolo sounded for the last time, and the shadow moved lightly in the direction of Yin Banshi, and Yin Banshi felt the Dao source in his dantian respond to the notes attached to his limbs, jumping happily—it turned out that he had just wrapped around The sound of the flute on his wrist is really not an illusion.

The power of Daoyuan pushed Yin Bansi back from the inside out, getting farther and farther away from the shadow.

Yin Banshi subconsciously stretched out his hand in that direction, passing through the countless shadows coming towards him with wild gestures, as if chasing after the black shadows that would bite off his own flesh, but he only caught nothingness with one hand.

The power of Daoyuan burned a hole in the center of those black shadows.

And the tallest and tallest black shadow who was farthest from Yin Banshi nodded to him from afar.The black shadow stretched out a shadow puppet-like palm, holding a piece of black gauze that was almost the same color in the palm.

Finally, the piccolo blew melodiously, as if soothing.

Yin Banshi heard the wind whizzing past his ears, and then that strange world suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

The feeling of levitation that had always been there was instantly removed, and Yin Bansheng hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of flying dust.The blue sky, green trees, water waves, pines, everything that belongs to the living people re-enters the eyes of the yin and half dead.

The small world of Xiaguan has been shattered, and he walked once between the border of life and death.

The two pushed aside the crowd, one left and one right, and immediately pressed Yin Banshi's wrist.The person on the left who was crying out of his voice was You Su, who had no energy left to react to him.

The person on the right who whispered "Brother Yin" worriedly is Luo Jiujiang.

Yin Banshi was awakened, he shook Luo Jiujiang's hand immediately, and said eagerly: "Sir! I just saw Mr. Gongyi, outside the world, he..."

"Stop talking, Brother Yin." Luo Jiujiang stopped him in a low voice, "I know where Mr. is...I will bring him back."

The big deal is to sacrifice one's life into the netherworld again, throwing away all flesh and blood, and always be able to pick up the gentleman who is still in the nether world of ghosts and has not changed his youthful character.

Luo Jiujiang stared at Yin's half-dead eyes, and repeated to him again: "I will pick up Mr. back."

"As for now..." Luo Jiujiang's tone became more serious, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the boundary membrane, piercing the body of Xuanwu who was far away from him, "I will take revenge on you and sir."

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Dong Shuangyu gave up the position of the sand table to Jiaotu, and quietly retreated from the hall.

Jiaotu immediately moved to the boundary bead where Shen Yuan was, and moved his fingers on the sand table repeatedly, not knowing what mechanism he was trying to fix.

Dong Shuangyu took one last look at his back, and resolutely closed the palace door.

He walked all the way through the long corridor made of gold and jade, and passed through the gate of the triple flower palace. Some of the guards who were stationed were newly granted the status of the Sun and Moon Monster Race. When they saw Dong Shuangyu, they were extremely respectful, and Dong Shuangyu just nodded slightly. Never stopped for this.

Finally, he came to Ni Kui.

Ni Kui still remembered how he was stabbed by Dong Shuangyu for no reason last time. When he saw him, he sneered and turned away angrily.

The deputy envoy of Xuanwu in the holy land came out from the back room through the curtain. When he saw Dong Shuangyu for the first time, he was taken aback for a moment, and then squeezed his lips tightly to hold Ni Kui's shoulder.

Almost the moment that pale cold hand touched Ni Kui's shoulder, Ni Kui shook violently, as if being scorched by fire.

"My lord." Deputy Xuanwu called to Dong Shuangyu respectfully.

Dong Shuangyu smiled and nodded at him, as if he had a good temper, and he was not angry at all because of Ni Kui's attitude.

Vice envoy Xuanwu heaved a sigh of relief, he gave Dong Shuangyu a flattering smile, and even got a nod from Dong Shuangyu.

"I don't know what your lord is doing here?" Deputy Xuanwu asked respectfully.

"About the new batch of Sun and Moon Monster Clan." Dong Shuangyu said flatly, "Last time you and Suan Ni were not selected, but this time I may be able to recommend one."

Deputy envoy Xuanwu heard the sudden good news, his expression was as if he saw a piece of pure gold pie hit his head.He was ecstatic and suspicious at the same time, and even stumbled a bit when he spoke: "This, this, why, my lord...why is it me?"

Dong Shuangyu lowered her eyelashes and smiled meaningfully: "It's not you, there can only be one between you and Suan Ni—but Suan Ni is born with nine clans, so he has his own source of Dao, doesn't he?"

Deputy envoy Xuanwu licked his lips subconsciously, obviously comprehending an answer from Dong Shuangyu's sure-fire look and Yun Liwuli's answer, and quickly convinced himself.

Dong Shuangyu ordered: "Come closer."

Without hesitation, the other party took three steps in parallel, and walked in front of Dong Shuangyu in a few strokes.

Dong Shuangyu smiled again, and then, without any warning, just like the day when he suddenly jumped up and pierced Ni Kui, the same short dagger pierced Xuanwu Deputy Envoy's heart from the same position, and the tip of the dagger revealed blood and flesh. A trace of internal organs hangs.

Dong Shuangyu twisted her wrist, slowly pulled out the dagger, and said softly, "Master Xuanwu returned it to me again."

He raised his hand to catch Deputy Xuanwu's fallen body, and then slowly lowered him to the ground.

Ni Kui was stunned by the sudden turn of events in front of him. He swallowed, and subconsciously covered his chest. The old wound that Dong Shuangyu poked once but had completely healed seemed to recur at this moment. .

He took a deep breath, and seemed to feel that this approach was not very imposing, so he raised his voice and asked fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Dong Shuangyu saw through his sternness at first glance, and he just pointed out the door for this question.

"Your grip is dead. If you want to go across, you can do it now."

Ni Kui reacted for a while before realizing that the "opposite side" refers to the Three Thousand Alliance, not the West Hall opposite the East Hall.

He said without confidence: "I am under Master Xuanwu wholeheartedly."

Dong Shuangyu said with a smile: "This is very boring."

"..."

Dong Shuangyu restrained her smile, and said seriously: "I hurt you on purpose before, as compensation, I can take you away now - counting the time for thinking, you only have a quarter of an hour."

"It must be now?" Ni Kui asked nervously, "I can't even think about it?"

"Only now." Dong Shuangyu said softly, "Because after a while, I won't even be able to walk by myself."

Ni Kui took another deep breath. He looked at the body of the deputy envoy lying dead on the ground, and thought of Han Qianling, the same clan he hadn't seen for many years... Of course, there was also Luo Jiujiang, who was barely a friend.

"Then I..."

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Across the two layers of boundary membrane, Luo Jiujiang faintly felt that a Qi mechanism was locked on his body.

And through the other party's consciousness and aura, Luo Jiujiang also traveled through the world, silently "seeing" the shadow of Xuanwu.

At this time, behind Xuanwu is the Sun Moon Monster Clan he newly bestowed, a new species that he has given to this world by himself.

He felt the power in his palm, like the dragon god soaring thousands of years ago.

Behind Luo Jiujiang, there was only the heavy human race with exhaustion carved on his face.

But he didn't care, he smiled lightly, spread his palms by his side, and immediately took Han Qianling's hand.

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