Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Qiu Wanxuan suddenly had an ominous premonition

In the underground palace of Qisha City far away in the sky.

On the huge and magnificent high seat made of dark gold vines, the luxurious man lazily opened a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at his subordinates who were rushing all the way from outside the hall, and when he reached the high stage, he knelt down on one knee and held the A scroll.

"Several green falcons were boiled to death, and they were sent back in a hurry. I have already experienced it."

The man stretched out his finger and hooked it, and the scroll jumped over several steps and fell into his palm.

There was a seal on the seam of the scroll. The man did not cast a spell, but glanced at him and said, "I heard that they punished a disciple?"

The visitor nodded, "It's one of the threads, but it doesn't matter, someone has already succeeded before that disciple was exposed."

The red-eyed man hummed and snapped his fingers, and the picture scroll unfolded in front of him with a crash.

A figure in a white shirt suddenly appeared in front of the scroll, with picturesque eyebrows, reddish eyes, and a figure like a nine-day exiled immortal.

The three-dimensional image of equal height is so real, as if a real person is standing in front of you.

The man's eyes sharpened instantly, and he involuntarily moved closer, even his breathing stopped for a moment.

But the moment he leaned forward, he heard a slight "bang"!

The figure in the white shirt disappeared, replaced by a white tiger leaping out of the scroll with its teeth and claws open, and let out a deafening roar.

The man was taken aback, and while retreating in terror, he quickly waved his palm away, and at the same time, the people under the steps shouted "Lord", and strode forward at the same time.

A flash of light flashed, and the white tiger turned into smoke and dispersed.

The man was shocked. Before he could react, he heard a crisp voice from the scroll, "Yin Zhou! I knew it was you."

Ru Zun's face appeared from it, "I want to get Xiao Wu's idea, but I tell you, there is no way! I took pictures of your ugliness just now, if you dare to hurt Xiao Wu, I will show it to the Five Realms and let everyone in the world know You, Yin Zhou, will be afraid too!"

After speaking, he made a grimace, and before the stunned red-eyed man could answer, Ru Zun's face disappeared.

Mozun Yinzhou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and let out a puff, and then, under the eyes of his subordinates who didn't know why, he laughed until his shoulders trembled, and finally turned into a loud laugh that resounded through the hall.

The subordinates were frightened by the coercion carried in this heroic laughter, and their whole body became stiff, and cold sweat broke out.

Yin Zhou laughed for a long time before he suddenly stopped, his sharp eyes suddenly swept towards the subordinate who was kneeling at his feet with a frightened face, and said in a dark voice: "Isn't it funny?"

The subordinate froze all over, his eyeballs rolled quickly, and he said anxiously: "Okay... funny..."

He didn't dare to breathe, and he didn't even dare to lift his head. He just felt the blade-like gaze locked on him, and a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead hair to the ground.

But in a breath, he felt that the time seemed endlessly long, and finally, amidst the beating of his heart beating faster and faster, he felt that gaze move away.

Then in his line of sight was the hem of the heavy cloak dragging across the stairs step by step, and the chilling voice came from above again, "I haven't left Qisha City for a long time, let's walk around with this deity."

"Yes." The subordinate finally heaved a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat on his brow, got up and followed the dark back, and disappeared into the hall one after the other with the Mozun.

The disciples of Zangdian Pavilion all looked at the high-ranking ones, and those who were further away dared to discuss before feeling the cold air released by Qiu Wanxuan.

Someone seemed to have just noticed something strange, so he gasped, "When did Senior Brother Xia start calling Master?"

"Sir Jianzun is good-looking, and he treats people leniently, and he protects his disciples everywhere. It would be a fool to have such a good master not to recognize him."

The monk's five senses are sharp, even though the distance is far, but the sound of discussion still falls into Xia Churan's ears, his brows are frowned, are you calling him a fool in the past?

Qiu Wanxuan recovered from her chaotic thoughts, and said coldly: "You made a mistake, when did I give you the elixir?" At the same time, she wondered what was going on?It is clear that Confucianism wants to be a good person, so why does this matter fall on him again?

But Xia Churan said indifferently, "No?"

Qiu Wanxuan was a little apprehensive, thinking in her mind how many bad things she would have to do to get back her mean value if this kid believed him to have done this.

His thoughts were quick, and he had already transitioned from punishing several scriptures to finding faults and scolding in public, and arranged for this kid to go to the outer door to do coolies.

Seeing his pupils trembling imperceptibly, as if he was thinking about something quickly, Xia Churan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flashed sharply, "Then maybe the disciple made a mistake."

Qiu Wanxuan didn't react, and was about to answer the reprimand, but suddenly stopped.

So this kid believed him?

The voice of Fuqiu broke into my mind, "I have a very ominous premonition. The protagonist has a psychological shadow about the position of master. He has never recognized anyone as a master in this life. Come back quickly!"

Qiu Wanxuan's brows were drawn into a ball, and she squinted at the fur ball, thinking that this is not going to work, and she must give this kid a blow to make him realize the status quo.

Can Master be recognized casually?

He cleared his throat, and lightly threw the jade slips in his hand onto the case, "Since you're here, it's just right, you are here to answer their questions."

The disciple at the head of the line glanced at Qiu Wanxuan and then at Xia Churan, and finally reluctantly repeated the question to Xia Churan that he originally wanted to ask Lord Jianzun.

Unexpectedly, Xia Churan's answers were fluent, and several disciples in succession failed to confuse him.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and at the same time, they thought who could beat this guy so that they could continue to ask His Majesty for advice?

Qiu Wanxuan frowned slightly without compromising, then her eyes moved slightly, and she pointed at a disciple and said, "Tell me about your problem."

The man stepped forward, "It's Your Majesty." Then he said to Xia Churan, "I major in Tai Chi Yuan Qi, and logically speaking, compared with my brothers who mainly practice sword intent, I can condense Qi faster and have a more solid foundation. , I feel that the spiritual energy in my body is full now, but I have been stagnant in the practice of Qi training, and I have not been able to break through to the foundation, why is this? I also ask Brother Xia for advice."

Based on Qiu Wanxuan's understanding of the original book and the answers just now, he judged that Xia Churan majored in sword intent and was good at combat practice, so he deliberately picked this disciple's question and asked it, which obviously surpassed Xia Churan's. areas of expertise.

In fact, Qiu Wanxuan had just probed this disciple with his spiritual sense, and already had the answer in his heart.This person seems to be full of condensed energy, but one has to be careful to find out that because of his eagerness for success and greed for success, the spiritual energy in his body is chaotic and collides with each other.In the end, the spiritual flow will be stagnant, like a stagnant river, unable to break through or mobilize spiritual power.

But this is strange, if it is not for experienced medical practitioners, or advanced cultivation bases who can manipulate spiritual consciousness into the opponent's body, they will not be able to see it at all.

The solution is not difficult, but it requires someone with a high cultivation level to sort out the spiritual veins and gradually discharge the messy spiritual energy, which is time-consuming and laborious.

He knew that with Xia Churan's age and cultivation, he would not have such insight, so he thought that when he couldn't answer, he would speak a few provocative words in public, so that this kid could see his true face, and he would stop yelling "" Master".

Qiu Wanxuan's face was indifferent, and she had already thought about and arranged some lines of the vicious master in her heart, but she heard Xia Churan say: "If it is indeed consummated but has never entered the realm, it means that the spiritual energy in the body is like a pool of stagnant water, without waves and waves. Naturally, there is no way to break through."

Qiu Wanxuan raised her eyebrows, although her thoughts were different, her conclusions were pretty much the same, should it be said that a blind cat met a dead mouse?

The disciple's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Then, can Senior Brother Xia have a solution?"

Qiu Wanxuan thought that with Xia Churan's current cultivation base, she might not be able to sort out the meridians, so she shook her head imperceptibly, and brought the teacup on the table to her lips.

All eyes were on the boy.

Xia Churan took a look at Qiu Wanxuan and saw that he was sipping tea with stretched brows, so he said calmly, "If the tea is cold, no matter how full the tea cup is, I still can't drink it. It's better to pour it."

Qiu Wanxuan choked on the fresh tea he had just taken, coughed twice and then looked at Xia Churan in surprise, the disciples around him were in an uproar.

"This means..." The disciple said incredulously, "You want me to disperse my breath?"

Only then did Xia Churan turn his eyes away from the immortal, and looked at the disciple and said, "When the moon is full, it will lose, and when the water is full, it will overflow, and vice versa."

"The so-called extremes must be reversed. If you have the foundation of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, even if you lose your spiritual energy, you will soon be able to recondense it. At that time, the spiritual veins will be completely new, and there will be no obstacles."

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes lit up, it's a good way to draw fire from the bottom of the pot!

Moreover, you can solve the problem by yourself without relying on others. Although it is risky, if a monk does not even have this bit of courage, it will be even more difficult to move forward in the long road of cultivation in the future.

Qiu Wanxuan was a little excited for a while, and when she looked at Xia Churan, her eyes couldn't help showing joy.

It's been a long time since I met such a good seedling. He found another way and was quick-witted, so he couldn't help but cherish his talent.

The disciple looked stunned, but after all, his approach was too extreme, and dispersing and concentrating his qi was almost equivalent to re-cultivation. Although he had a solid foundation, he was still a bit aggressive in the end.So he hesitated, turned to look at Qiu Wanxuan and said, "I don't know what your lord thinks of this method?"

At this time, Qiu Wanxuan had completely put aside the thought of giving his apprentice a bad name, and just nodded, "It's a good idea."

Xia Churan couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he heard the words. This was probably the first time in his life that he had been sincerely affirmed by his teacher, and his heart skipped half a beat for no reason.

After receiving Sword Master's answer, the disciple gained more confidence, and happily clasped his fists at Xia Churan and said, "Thank you, brother, for your guidance."

Amidst the compliments from everyone, Mao Qiu's voice came into Qiu Wanxuan's mind abruptly, "This is your method? You are praising him!"

The big fat cat was rolling and splashing, looking like it was going crazy.

Qiu Wanxuan was pulled back a little, and while being urged by the fur ball, he really became addicted to teaching. It had been a long time since he had met a student with such qualifications, which aroused his desire to test for teaching.

He was about to speak, but when he raised his eyes, he met Shang Xia Churan's eyes, which were filled with stubbornness, dissatisfaction, and even disgust for him.But now, he even saw a trace of warmth in the young man's eyes.

Qiu Wanxuan suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Oops.

The author says:

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