[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

I have something to admire, but I can't get it.

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You have to use this method to know that you have fallen into the magic way.

It turns out that I have already become a demon.

I often hear people say that one thought becomes a fairy, and one thought falls into a devil.Yu Yanbai used to always feel that those people who have done so many unscrupulous and evil things are still cultivating immortals and proving the Dao as if nothing happened, and he didn't believe it.But it turns out that becoming a demon is such a simple thing.

Demons, do not have evil thoughts of doing evil, because evil thoughts are common to mediocre people.

The devil is the obsession that makes no progress but insists until the head is broken and the moths rush to the flame. It is madness and obsession.

Yu Yanbai was walking aimlessly at first, but unexpectedly, he returned to the small courtyard and stood in front of the master's room door when he came to his senses.

He was silent for a long time, raised his hand to knock on the door, but put it down weakly, and smiled sadly.

He thought, what he wanted originally was to cut off the cause and effect of the two, but now that he has fallen into a demon, wouldn't it be more reason to leave the Qingwei Sect, so that he can claim to cut off the status of master and apprentice?

It's ridiculous that the world seems to know people's hearts, but it rained heavily without warning.

The clear night turned into a thick and heavy rain curtain, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground was clear and recognizable.

Yu Yanbai took out his sword amidst the sound of rain.

This sword was forged by the master himself. It was made by refining the air of cold ice and melting the world's strange materials. It was originally an inexhaustible treasure that was dependent on his blood and could grow together, but he was no longer worthy of using this noble sword .

He took the sword out of its sheath and looked at it carefully.

When he drew the sword, he was very gentle, and his eyes softly looked at this long sword that was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut the moonlight.

The edge of the sword was completely exposed, and the moonlight coming through the gap between the rain and the rain seemed to be pouring down on the sword.

Then he decisively snapped off this peerless sword.

The sharp sword cut through the palm of his hand, the bones were deep enough, and the blood flowed down, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, but it was a precious place, and he put it on the ground in front of the door with both hands.

This sword didn't have a name yet, but he was about to bid farewell to it.

Just as if those old days hadn't burned out, he was about to burn them into a cup of scalding wine and drink it into his bosom.

He knocked slowly at the door three times.

One, two, three.

Every time so hard, so restrained.

It was a farewell that seemed to be biting my lips so hard that I refused to shed tears.

When he raised his head for the last time, his eyes had turned blood red.But Yu Yanbai didn't care about these.

He took out a scimitar he had picked up from those scumbags earlier.

He used a knife in his previous life.

So he decided to abandon the sword and reuse the knife.

He hadn't held a knife for a long time, so he tried it out, and suddenly remembered the word "one knife and two breaks", and sneered.So he felt stupid for intentionally getting wet from the rain, so the rain around him evaporated in an instant.He walked away slowly, seemingly not in a hurry, but suddenly he had walked out of the [-]-meter field. All the rain that fell beside him along the way was evaporated in an instant.His palm was dripping with blood, but the wound was gradually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that the scorched smoke was emitting from the healed wound, and the grass and trees were all withered wherever it passed, and there was an ominous atmosphere.

After a while, they arrived at the gate of a courtyard.He smiled and glanced at the wooden sign engraved with "Xuan Bo, Head of the Qingwei Sect" on the door, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, and the entrance of the guardian formation was cut open just like that.Yu Yanbai walked into the yard leisurely, and sure enough, he saw Xuan Bo standing in the porch with his clothes on.

Seeing that it was him who came, Xuan Bo was a little surprised at first. After carefully looking at the knife he was using and the blood-red eyes, he suddenly realized, so he smiled softly: "This is troublesome, it seems that I can no longer use it. Martial nephew called you——Yu Yanbai?"

Yu Yanbai's eyebrows and eyes are very good-looking, but there is an indescribable sense of sharpness.

Age is rarely seen on a cultivator. Although his bone age is 23 years old, he still looks like a young man with a clear and clear appearance.He didn't like to laugh at first, but now he always has a faint smile on his face, and he has a charming beauty like a peach blossom.

Yu Yanbai said: "Tell me, if I kill you, will my master hate me?"

Xuan Bo was gentle and elegant, while tidying up his clothes in a leisurely manner, he pretended to ponder and said with a smile: "——this, what exactly is it, why don't you give it a try?"

**

It rained heavily.

Chu Songluo leaned against the window and watched the heavy rain, and sighed silently.

This world depends on Yu Yanbai for a living. Although there are some rules of operation in normal times, such a sudden heavy rain must be because of Yu Yanbai's inner sadness.

This is not surprising, because whenever Yu Yanbai's author describes his struggle and unwillingness, it always rains to exaggerate the desolate and tragic atmosphere and the irresistibility of fate.But Yu Yanbai was in a bad mood, but he didn't come to him, just stood outside the door without saying a word, could there be some other reason?

But he couldn't interrupt Yu Yanbai's independent choice, and vaguely felt that it would be better to wait for a while.

After stopping for a while, Chu Songluo pushed open the door when he felt Yu Yanbai was gone, and immediately saw the broken sword lying on the ground, and the pattering blood.

Yu Yanbai abandoned the sword and left, should he use the sword again?

After thinking about it carefully, Chu Songluo understood that Yu Yanbai wanted to cut off contact with him, and wanted to never see him again.But why?Chu Songluo almost wrote "I can fall down" on his face, and Yu Yanbai should also be full of kindness, longing and admiration from the past and present, why did he want to make a clean break instead?

Chu Songluo reasoned anxiously what was wrong.

Is it Xuan Bo's problem?

In Yu Yanbai's eyes, he should have been seriously injured, and then he was taken advantage of by the big bastard Xuan Bo who took advantage of others' danger, so he was ruined by the ruthless sword.

——He should hate Xuanbo and want to replace him with his own body, right?

Seeing the duck he got flew away, Chu Songluo hesitated again and again, and finally decided to take the risk and try to trace the origin of the world.

Looking at the origin of the world is completely different from simply observing the laws and flow of the world, that is, the plot of a novel, but it has to go back to the more core part.So he became more careful, and mobilized his own world law to attach to the surface of his body, like the ocean flowing into the sea, quietly blending into the core of the world law.

Gradually approaching the source, he redoubled his determination to avoid being swallowed and assimilated by the laws of this world inadvertently, like a swimming fish, quietly touching the "source"——

In a daze, he saw a girl in pajamas with messy hair sitting cross-legged on the bed and swiping her phone, giggling while reading comments, then lay down on the bed and rolled a few times, muttering to herself, "Hey——we all hope There is no cp..."

Chu Songluo didn't feel any disobedience in seeing this scene, because his author set him up in his previous life to be a cool president who was worth a lot of money and was invincible, and he also ate all men and women, he didn't taboo meat and vegetables, and he played with everything, so these Even the strange words are all clear.Later, he transmigrated into a big stallion, but it was a pity that he was forced to eat only men, but it was smooth sailing——

It's just that halfway through, his world suddenly collapsed.

He shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, stopped thinking about it, and continued to observe the "origin".

The girl seemed to think of something, she got up and jumped out of bed, opened her notebook, found a word document named "Settings", and deleted a lot of words about Yupei in one go.Then she opened the outline again, deleted all the paragraphs with the subtitle "Fallen Devil", and began to clatter on the keyboard to type new content.At the same time, he muttered in a low voice, "Ah—but I still can't bear Xuan Zhi's setting... Forget it, forget about this era when little goblins go crazy if they have flesh."

This little information is enough for Chu Songluo to understand the situation. In order not to be discovered by the world that he is an outsider, Chu Songluo retreated silently and cautiously from the encirclement of the law.

That's how it turned out, in ordinary words, the whole book is Xiaoshou's novels that are forced to play without CP. There is no need to set up Xuanzhi, a little master who is elusive and elusive.

——But it turns out that I am Yu Yanbai's predestined person, and Yu Yanbai will fall in love with me without so much effort.

When Chu Songluo messed up the timeline, and the settings that were originally deleted did not conflict with the current world, they would naturally play a role.So Yu Yanbai's emotion for Xuanzhi is not ordinary love, but an unimaginable and hopeless longing and belief.

——It turned out that he was possessed by a demon.

Thinking of the broken sword that was left behind, Chu Songluo gradually understood Yu Yanbai's thoughts.

Yu Yanbai pinned all his fantasies about beauty on Xuanzhi.

When Xuanzhi was hurt, he was no longer the perfect and transcendent sword fairy in his previous life, but he himself was intact. The first thing Yu Yanbai thought of, who had been tortured and gradually despaired, was destiny reincarnation.

He probably thought that Xuan Zhi had taken on that humble and filthy fate for him, so he hated the fate and resented himself.

But in his own heart, Yu Yanbai is just a dilapidated filth, even if he falls into a devil, it is nothing more than the world's contempt.

So he is willing to suffer, to leave Xuanzhi, to bear his own fate, so as to realize the protection of Xuanzhi with his life.

Next, he is afraid that he will make some gestures to prove to Tiandao that he is no longer at odds with Zhengdao, especially Xuanzhi.

Chu Songluo pondered for a while, and immediately figured out how to deal with it.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingwei sent people to wait for the head to arrive, and Ping Han, the head of the head, went to find out, but was surprised to find that the formation in the courtyard of the head had been broken, and Xuan Bo was dying in the courtyard, his right arm was crushed. It was cut off directly, and the wound was scorched black, obviously it was done by the devil, even with the limb extension pill, it couldn't be saved.

There are also bloodstains scattered on the ground, although they were washed away by the heavy rain last night, they seem to seep into the ground like a dark red mark, winding all the way.

The crowd summoned the elders of the sect to bring the sect head back to the sect for treatment, and at the same time divided several people into searching along the bloodstains, and they came all the way to the courtyard of Immortal Xuanzhi!

But he saw a broken sword lying in a pool of dried blood at the door of Master Xuanzhi.With sharp eyes, Pinghan recognized that it was Yu Yanbai's sword belonging to Xuanzhi's sect.Fearing that the situation would be bad, he opened the door and broke in to see, and saw that Master Xuanzhi was seriously injured, lying unconscious on the bed.

Master Xuanzhi's disciple Yu Yanbai fell into the devil, first seriously injured his teacher, broke his sword to show that he was in conflict, and then almost killed Master Xuanbo, the head of the Qingwei Sect, and fled to the realm of demon cultivation in fear of crime.

The news quickly spread to all sects in Xumatai, and the whole world was in an uproar, Qingwei sect directly withdrew from this autumn contest.

The Qingwei Sect has been the boss of the decent sect for so many years, and now the head of the sect has been severely injured, and the most powerful Xuanzhi Zhenren is still unconscious. If the power within the sect cannot be stabilized quickly, other sects that have been suppressed for thousands of years may be ready to move up.Everyone discusses and speculates whether the pattern of decency will change, and what kind of turbulence there will be.

**

Chu Songluo had been pretending to be ill recently, and every day when he woke up, he would stare at the Broken Sword without saying a word, then practice the sword, vomit blood, meditate, and fall asleep.In fact, in the middle of the night, he could feel someone standing beside his bed, without saying a word, only once tentatively stretched out his hand, just touched his face, and quickly retracted it as if he had been burned.

After more than half a month, Chu Songluo put away the broken sword, put it on the bedside, put on his hair, and went out with the sword in his arms.These days, the boy serving the medicine hastily asked him, "Where is the real man going?"

Chu Songluo's face was calm and unwavering, as if he had become that ancient and powerful sword again.

"The disciple is rebellious, and I have no way to teach the disciples, so I should personally cut him under the sword."

The boy turned pale with shock, but he didn't dare to stop him. Seeing him go away with the sword, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and rushed to report to the head.

Chu Songluo knew that Yu Yanbai hadn't actually gone to the realm of the demon cultivator at all, but had been hiding on his peak all the time.Chu Songluo himself was "seriously injured", and those boys were so low in cultivation that they couldn't even notice him.

After traveling like this for two days, Yu Yanbai secretly followed him here.

Chu Songluo reckoned that with the ability of the injured Xuanzhi, he might not be able to hold on at this time; at this time they had already reached the boundless wild mountains and forests, so he used the old trick again to force himself to vomit a mouthful of blood He came out, jumped off the sword, and staggered a few steps because of the loss of strength before barely standing still with the help of a tree.

He took out a elixir and took it, and his complexion improved a bit, so he found a rocky cliff that was not covered by grass and trees, and went to the midair with Yujian, and made a hand formula, and it was on this mountain without a sound. Breaking through a cave, thinking of the scar left by Xuan Bo's whip in an instant, he secretly pushed away the healed place, and entered in a hurry.

Yu Yanbai followed all the way, seeing that he didn't care about his body, he was startled and annoyed, at this moment he saw his face was pale after applying the formula, and a long and narrow bloodstain oozes from his chest, he couldn't help being startled, he immediately pinched the invisibility formula and entered up.

Seeing that his master's cultivation base had dropped so much that he could not even feel his own breath at all, he couldn't help but feel sore in his heart.He also took off his shirt with a pale face, revealing a thin chest with a hideous whip mark on it.It turned out that Xuan Bo's whip was carefully refined, and a magic formation was added on it to prevent the wound from healing.

Although to Chu Songluo this point of formation is almost useless, using it to pretend to be pitiful and show off masculinity is not a loss of the interest in playing with Xuan Bo.

Yu Yanbai was shocked and angry when he saw it, he had no doubt that the culprit of the whip marks was Xuan Bo, he only regretted that he hadn't killed him cruelly at the beginning, but suddenly heard a clear voice when he was in a complicated mood.

"Come out."

Yu Yanbai was shocked in his heart, but he still took chances and didn't move.

But he heard his master say in a familiar and cold tone: "I indulged you to recuperate your wounds on my peak, and now I have exhausted my teacher-student relationship. I should do my best to lead you to such a wilderness these two days." Do it all—it’s too much for a teacher not to teach.”