Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Master is still alive!

Qiu Wanxuan felt that there was no need for him to leave Xia Churan's sea of ​​consciousness, because in the past few days he would always be called by Xia Churan with various excuses, and he would stay there all day long.

Either accompanying Xia Churan in practicing, or being caught discussing various issues, from the prehistoric universe to the customs of all walks of life, it's all inclusive.

It's not that Qiu Wanxuan didn't suspect it, but after thinking about it, she felt that this kid was probably eager to reach the sky, and even though he had nothing to teach, this kid still spared no effort to extract surplus value from him.

From training to chatting, Qiu Wanxuan felt that she was really a tool person.

It's just that the difference from before is that this kid's attitude towards him is different.

Although he was respectful before, he was always cold and his tone was calm.But now, he could hear the ups and downs of Xia Churan's emotions.

I always feel that he saw the Xia Churan who was in the Wanxiang sect in the past.

The two were playing chess and chatting about exercises, the whistling wind was in their ears, it was not harsh, but warm and warm.

The night sky of lightning and thunder disappeared, and the sea of ​​consciousness is now a piece of warm and clear sky, as well as the waves slowly beating on the shore.

But Qiu Wanxuan knew that this was just Xia Churan's superficial appearance in order to get along with him in harmony. He could clearly perceive the turbulent waves beneath the calm waves.

When a sunspot fell, Xia Churan paused slightly, seemingly unintentionally, "Senior's chess moves are very special." When he said this, although he didn't show it on the face, his heart beat fast uncontrollably.

It's very similar to the person who played against him in Tianji Pagoda - Bai Xuan.

When Qiu Wanxuan heard this sentence, she suddenly realized that she might have used the usual method unintentionally.

After all, he played chess with Xia Churan when he was Bai Xuan.Although he consciously avoided the chess moves at first, but when he got to the point where his heart was surging, he was so focused on the game that he ignored his subconscious habits.

Although Xia Churan didn't say it clearly, he felt that the other party must have noticed something.

He made up his mind, pretended nothing happened, and said after dropping a piece, "Really? It's just a common way, what's so special?" After he was afraid that Xia Churan wouldn't buy it, he started to make nonsense again: "You can't stick to the rules, if you are caught The enemy has seized the route, isn't the strategy all predicted? It is always necessary to change from time to time, you see how many ways have I changed since the beginning of the game?"

Xia Churan looked up at him, and saw that he had a calm face, squeezed the chess piece at his fingertips, and dropped it again, "I'm the one who is ignorant."

Qiu Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she should stop playing chess with this kid in the future.

At this time, Xia Churan suddenly frowned, and turned to look at the faint light shining in the distance of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Qiu Wan Xuan understood, "You are busy with business, go." What's the matter with His Majesty the Demon Emperor, always staying with him in the sea of ​​consciousness?

Xia Churan looked over again, staring at him, as if he couldn't see enough, and said after a long time: "It's not something important."

Qiu Wanxuan smiled, "Why do you act like you'll never see me again every time we say goodbye?"

These words caused Xia Churan's expression to change slightly. After a few breaths of silence, Qiu Wanxuan sighed: "Are you afraid that after I disappear, no one will accompany you to practice?"

He saw the other party's pale lips pursed, "Senior..."

Xia Churan's voice paused, before he said, "Do you know your limit?"

Qiu Wanxuan said to this boy, he had never cared about his limit in the instant clock for more than ten years, why did he ask about this now.

Could it be that he is too easy to use as a tool man and is eager to ascend, so he is reluctant to part with it?

He thought for a while, afraid that the other party would be focused on cultivating in the sea of ​​consciousness and would not leave, so he said: "As long as you calm down and not be disturbed by external things, the day of ascension will not be far away. If you can do this, I will I can accompany you until then."

Hearing this, Xia Churan's eyes lit up, "Senior's words are true?"

"of course."

Xia Churan held a chess piece tightly in his palm, nodded slowly, "Okay, that's enough."

Qiu Wanxuan wants to say enough?

But after thinking about it, I understand that it is nothing more than enough time to practice with him.So he waved his hand, "Go ahead, it's not good to practice high-intensity all the time."

Xia Churan hummed, then got up and looked at him solemnly, "Senior, wait for me to come back." After saying that, the figure in front of him disappeared.

Qiu Wanxuan turned her head, and saw a blue child hiding behind a tree trunk, holding a handkerchief she got from somewhere in her mouth, her two ball-shaped hands clenched the corners of the handkerchief tightly, crying with tears in her eyes. To see him.

He smiled helplessly, "Why are you crying again?"

Qingluan hurriedly shrank back, turned her back to the tree trunk, sobbing and said: "Qingluan... Qingluan was just blinded by the wind and sand."

Qiu Wanxuan raised her eyebrows, "Really?"

"Ok!"

Qiu Wanxuan waved, "Come here."

Qingluan's small head poked out from behind the tree trunk, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't resist Qiu Wanxuan's call, and walked over anxiously with her calves.

"Show me your eyes."

In the main hall, Xia Churan lifted his clothes and sat down, and said impatiently, "Talk."

The golden armor guard bowed his head, "The spies sent by the lord to the Wanxiang sect reported that the venerable doctor had indeed returned to the sect, and there was also news from the Ming hall that all the magic tools and other objects of Lord Jianzun had been transferred to the sect. It is not easy to sneak into the treasure house of the sect with heavy soldiers."

Xia Churan shook his head, "There is no need to look for the deed."

Before, he thought that Master was unconscious, but now he knows that even if he set up a soul-gathering formation, the other party would not join the formation, and that person would not accept him sacrificing himself.

In order to save him, he did not hesitate to dig up his bones with his own hands, he did not hesitate to utter evil words, and he even did not hesitate to...

Xia Churan clenched her fists uncontrollably when she thought of the Tianji Pagoda.

After so much painstaking efforts to save him, how could he just watch him set up a soul-gathering array to exchange his life for his life?

He must find a way to have the best of both worlds.

Jin Jiawei was a little taken aback. Before that, the lord repeatedly issued strict orders to find out the deed, saying that he didn't want it and then he didn't want it?

After all, Shangyi was unpredictable, so he didn't think too much about it, and presented another scroll saying: "The lord previously ordered a thorough investigation of what happened that day at the Santa of Tianji Pagoda. The spies made an unannounced visit and recorded it here."

Seeing Xia Churan flipping through the scroll, Jin Jiawei said again: "That day after the master of the Tianji Pagoda entered the seventh level, the outside of the tower was already surrounded by people from all walks of life, all waiting to grab Baixuan. The Qisha City is here."

Hearing this sentence, Xia Churan's brows were tightly furrowed, "It's full of people?"

In his memory, after he got out of the tower, he only saw Master alone, and there were no onlookers at all.

Could it be an illusion?After all, what the other party is going to do cannot be exposed to others.

But he has Qingluan, as long as he wants, Qingluan can help him escape from the illusion at any time.Before that, it was because Qingluan didn't respond that he always thought that he had already left the tower.

After all, Qingluan fainted after Master drew his sword, if it was an illusion, he would have noticed and reminded him early in the morning.

He asked in a deep voice: "Did no one see Sword Master at that time?"

"No, not only has no one seen it, there is no trace of Sword Master in the Wanxiang Sect, and he has disappeared since that day."

Xia Churan's pupils trembled slightly, stood up and asked urgently: "There may be a teleportation exit within a hundred miles around the Tianji Tower, have you checked it, has anyone seen Gu and Jianzun, or any dragon flames?" Burnt traces?"

In fact, the first half of the sentence was an extra question, because the environment he saw at that time was the canyon exit commonly used by Jingling of Tianji Pagoda, and it was also the place where the most onlookers gathered.

Jin Jiawei shook his head, "I've checked everything, there are no witnesses, and I can't find any traces of Long Yan."

Xia Churan was stunned when he heard the words, and suddenly fell back to the high seat.

At that time, he saw the words "Dragon Flame Burning Body" in the life book, and immediately ordered a thorough investigation when he returned to the demon world. If he really used Dragon Flame at that time, it is impossible that he did not leave any clues.

Now it seems that there is indeed a problem.

If what he saw at that time was not an illusion, and it was only him and the master, and there were no witnesses or clues left behind, then it can only explain one problem - he did not leave the Tianji Pagoda at all.

Because as long as he is still in the Tianji Pagoda, Jingling can transform any scene and pretend to be outside the tower.

In this way, it is reasonable that no one has seen them, and there is no trace of burning dragon flame.After all, the entire tower body is scattered, even if there are traces, they will disappear without a trace.

But this leads to a bigger question: Why can Master enter the tower?Why did Jing Ling help him?

His brain was running fast, and after connecting all the previous things, he suddenly had a guess——

What if Master entered the tower early in the morning?

And not only to enter the tower, but also to get Jingling's approval, so that Jingling will help him.

Thinking of this, his eyes froze, and he hurriedly asked, "When did Bai Xuan leave the tower?"

"When several people surrounded him, it was past time."

Xia Churan remembered that the group of people he met when he left the tower told him it was noon, so Bai Xuan left the tower after him.

He carefully flipped through the scroll again, looking for every clue. After a long time, he stared blankly at the handwriting everywhere, and his heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

The timelines of Bai Xuan and Shizun completely overlapped.

The time when Bai Xuan entered the pagoda was exactly the time when Master disappeared, and when Bai Xuan broke through the barrier on the seventh floor, he and Master were also inside the pagoda!

This series of coincidences was so unbelievable that he had to have a guess that made him shudder.

What if Bai Xuan...is the master?

Everything makes sense.

If this is the case, Jingling can not only help fake the canyon environment for the successor, but also suppress Qingluan and make him faint.

It's not that he didn't doubt Bai Xuan's identity before, and even because the two were too similar, he had delusions repeatedly.It's just that he wished to think that when he came out of the pagoda to see the master, Bai Xuan was still passing through the seventh floor of the Tianji Pagoda, so he deluded himself into thinking that the two were not the same person.

All his reasoning and logic were based on his conviction that he had already left the tower at that time.

But now...

He looked at the secret report scroll in his palm, and even his hands began to tremble slightly.

But the words "Dragon flames burned the body, no bones left" on the life book were engraved in his mind like a brand, reminding him all the time.

But.Can the fate book be wrong?

Master, are you lying to him?

Thinking of this, his heart beat violently, pounding against his breastbone.

The stagnant air that had been pressing on his chest for the past few days actually began to loosen. He propped his forehead with one hand, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and suddenly let out a low laugh.

The laughter was trembling, and bystanders couldn't tell whether he was laughing or sobbing.

That person..of course he would lie.

Not only lied to him, but also played him around from time to time.

The previous secret realm must have been arranged by Master in advance. In order to lower his vigilance and lure him there, he deliberately set up a so-called mirage.

And in the entire Yaozu town, it happened that only Bai Xuan discovered the true location of the secret realm, and happened to have an accident when he was about to enter the country. In the end, Bai Xuan pushed him into the secret realm, while he stayed outside.

Everything was so coincidental that he couldn't help but believe it.

If his deduction is true, then the master... is not only alive, but has always stayed by his side as Bai Xuan, taking care of him, teaching him, and saving him time and time again!

Thinking of these, he couldn't restrain his excitement.Involuntarily tightened his fist.

But before that, he can't be too happy, he needs conclusive evidence, not vague inferences.

After all, he has been disappointed too many times, and every time his heart hits the bottom, he can no longer stand such ups and downs, heart-wrenching despair.

He looked at the people on the steps, and said coldly: "Call the ghost king, I have something to ask."

He needs a definitive proof, and he needs someone to help him make sure that Master is still alive!

Last time, after Xia Churan smashed the ghost world and pulled out the life book from the ground, the Yin Division of the Ten Palaces was forced to surrender to the Demon Emperor. Now Xia Churan is the master of the two worlds.

The rift in the air opened wide after the teleportation formation was activated, and a ghost with a hood poked its head out of the dark rift. He staggered a bit, then knelt down and said, "What is the Lord's order?"

"Gu asks you, besides Gu, who has read the life book?"

If the ghost king had any face, he must be terrified at this moment, "The book of fate is sealed by the way of heaven, no one dares to read it." The implication is that only you who are not afraid of the sky will dare.

Xia Churan's cold and stern eyes swept over, and the ghost king's legs felt weak, if he had legs.

"As the king of ghosts, you can't even look at it. How do you judge merits and demerits in the life of the deceased?"

"There is an evil mirror to judge merits and demerits, and there is no need for a life book."

Xia Churan didn't give up, and asked again: "Could it be that the fate book can't make mistakes?"

Hearing the words, the ghost king seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you really know how to joke. The fate book is inherited from the way of heaven. It has been buried in the ground of the soul hall for millions of years, and it corresponds to the Sansheng stone in the upper heaven. How could it go wrong?"

But as soon as he laughed, he saw Xia Churan's face so gloomy that he could draw water, and immediately stopped laughing.

Since the fate book cannot be wrong, could it be that he was wrong again?

Xia Churan suddenly waved out a wave of anger, and the ghost image under the steps was sucked in. Xia Churan grabbed the ghost king's robe and said viciously: "Say it again, why can't the fate book be wrong?!"

The ghost king looked at Xia Churan's eyes that were burnt red with anger, the surrounding air pressure was so low that it was difficult to breathe, and the fear that the ghost world was almost crushed last time struck again, tremblingly said: "I, I, I ..Don’t dare to lie to the Lord..It’s true, no, no, it can’t be wrong.”

Xia Churan didn't change his words when he saw that the ghost king was so scared, and suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill that froze his heart.

After a long time, he let go of the Ghost King, and said in a low voice, "Get lost."

The ghost king didn't know whether he was petrified or he didn't hear it, he froze in place, Xia Churan yelled again: "Get lost!"

The coercion carried in this sound almost made the whole hall tremble slightly.

After the ghost king reacted, he was so frightened that he rolled and crawled back into the crack.

The space rift disappeared together with the ghost king's figure. Xia Churan sat back on the high seat slumped, and he stretched out his hand to bury his entire face in his palm.Is it really necessary to expect the gate of heaven to open wide, to try the illusory life-defying change after ascending to the heaven?

Does all his hope of living depend on this, and is it not even a possibility of hope?

No.

He didn't believe it.

The red in his eyes became deeper and darker, thinking of the person who was being imprisoned, who was no different from Master in every way.He finally got up by pressing the armrest of the seat with difficulty, and walked towards the dungeon step by step.

The author says:

In fact, Xiao Xia has already made up his mind, but he has been deceived so many times that he can't believe it (shrugged helplessly);

I think this is dropped, but the next chapter will definitely drop completely!

PPS: There is Baozi who wants to create a super chat of this article on WB, but the number of people is not enough. Is there any Baozi who is willing to help?For specific operations, please refer to the comment area of ​​Chapter 57;

(Although I am cold-hearted, I have a thick skin——)

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!