Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Master, I will be by your side, find me.

Qiu Wanxuan was so shocked that she couldn't speak, and it took a long time before she said, "What did you say...?"

Mo Ling was probably well-informed, so he didn't care about this situation: "Do you think you took away your original body?"

Hearing this sentence, Xia Churan looked at Qiu Wanxuan and asked in confusion, "Duoshe? Master, what is he talking about?"

There was an uproar in his heart, whose house did he take away?When did you win the house?Isn't the master the master?

Judging from Mo Ling's tone, it seemed that the master had misunderstood something.

He had so many questions that he didn't know where to start.

Qiu Wanxuan also widened her eyes, and hurriedly asked Mo Ling: "You mean, if I am not the original body, I cannot enter this world?"

"Of course." Mo Ling said: "This world was created by Jiang Jin. You are the young master of the Qiu family, so you can become the young master of the Qiu family here."

"All of you who are involved must have a corresponding position in this world. Otherwise, even if you come in, you will be expelled without a corresponding body and identity, and you may even tear your soul apart when you are expelled."

"So, if you weren't you, how could you have lived nearly 300 years as the young master of the Qiu family?"

Qiu Wanxuan took two steps back in a daze, and even staggered slightly because of being too shocked, and was supported by Xia Churan.

"Master, what happened?" Xia Churan was a little worried. Seeing Qiu Wanxuan's pale face, almost frightened, he tightened his four fingers gripping the other's wrist, but he didn't dare to rush Asked, just comforted silently, put one arm around Qiu Wanxuan's lower back.

Seeing that Qiu Wanxuan's breathing began to constrict, his body was in a mess, and he said in a low voice, "Impossible."

How could he be the original owner?

He clearly came from another completely different world!

Seeing this, Mo Ling looked at Qiu Wanxuan curiously with his chin, and comforted him: "I guess you have reincarnated, do you think you are another person? This is not unusual, life and death reincarnation, life is a cycle, You went to another life first, and now you come back to experience it again, although this is rare, I have seen it before."

"Ridiculous." Qiu Wanxuan tried to calm down and uttered this sentence in a low voice, but subconsciously, he vaguely believed that Mo Ling was not talking nonsense.

Otherwise, how to explain his inexplicable kindness and reluctance to Qiu's father, how to explain that although he felt detached from time to time in this life, he never doubted his identity.

But he couldn't believe it.

If this is true, then Jiang Jin is his enemy, and the Qiu family who was exterminated is his...

He was sweating all over, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

It is precisely because he is not the original owner that he can deal with everything in this place calmly. Although he is angry, he is from the perspective of a bystander, so that he can strategize and kill the enemy with his own hands.

But tell him now that he is Sword Master Mingtang, how can he face this world?

With a miserable expression on his face, he clenched Xia Churan's forearm that was supporting him with one hand, and it took him a long time to say: "I don't believe it..."

He refuses to believe it.

Mo Ling shrugged, "That's easy to do. The illusion I made up can help people restore their memories. If you don't believe me, you can recall something when you enter my illusion. It's just that it's hard to say which life you will return to."

Hearing this sentence, the veins on Qiu Wanxuan's forehead twitched, "You are on the top floor of the Tianji Pagoda, and you set up this kind of illusion? Mo Ling nodded, "Of course, the illusion I set up is not fabricated out of thin air, but according to the imaginary It is shaped by memories, but many deep memories of people are not even realized by themselves. "

Hearing this sentence, Xia Churan's eyes flickered.

Qiu Wanxuan showed a dazed expression, and said slowly: "No need."

He once entered the illusion of Mo Ling in the Tianji Pagoda, and saw the night when the Qiu family was destroyed.At that time, he only thought that he had replaced the original owner, so he naturally fell into the original owner's dream, and he didn't think deeply about it.

But now Mo Ling said that his illusion was created by the memory of the immigrant, so if he wasn't the original owner, how could he see the original owner's memory?

It is still the deepest and least known memory.

He closed his eyes for a long time and took a deep breath, "I see."

The evidence was conclusive, so he couldn't help but believe it.

Sword Master Mingtang is himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a wry smile. It turned out that Sword Master's current life was his previous life, and after going around and around, he returned to the original point.

Xia Churan understood the conversation between the two, and narrowed her eyes slightly, so the master was reincarnated once and returned to this world.

His heart skipped a beat, so would the reincarnation have something to do with his memory?

After all, in Tianji Pagoda, he also entered the illusion and saw completely different memories. In that memory, as Mo Ling said, the memory really belonged to him, so the fairy he saw in the realm would be Master?

Thinking of this, he turned his head to Mo Ling and said, "Can two people enter your illusion at the same time?"

Mo Ling nodded, "Of course, but the premise is that you have a common memory, otherwise even if you enter the country, you will be separated."

Qiu Wanxuan, who was still immersed in shock and grief, turned her head and looked at Xia Churan in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

But he saw the other party cast a firm and comforting look at him.

"Master, trust me." Xia Churan looked at Qiu Wanxuan, her eyes wanted to see into his heart, and said to Mo Ling without looking aside: "Let's try."

With just one look, Qiu Wanxuan stopped hesitating, no matter what Xia Churan wanted him to see, he didn't care, as long as he was with this person, even if there was hell ahead, he wouldn't be afraid.

What's more, he has already seen the appearance of hell.

Mo Ling nodded, "As you wish."

As the words fell, a burst of light suddenly lit up from under the two people's feet, and the strong light rushed straight to the dome like a torrent, enveloping the two of them.

Xia Churan held Qiu Wanxuan's hands tightly, "Master, I will be by your side, find me."

The voice gradually dissipated in the ears, and Qiu Wanxuan's sight was caught in a bright light.

..

Under the huge crabapple tree, a fairy with a high-winged silver crown stands on the top of the cliff with a sword in his hand, facing the vast sea of ​​clouds with rolling clouds and clouds. , and then turned into dense electric light, which diffused like fireworks and scattered in all directions. For a while, the air was filled with fine electric light, like a sky full of stars.

After a while, there was a rumbling sound like thunder from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. Before long, under the pure white sea of ​​clouds, rays of light radiated in arcs, and the entire cliff felt a slight tremor.

A sigh came from behind, "This is Master's light rain."

Qiu Wanxuan turned around, facing the two disciples, he nodded slowly, and said to the man who spoke: "Aran, if you can practice this style, you can go a step further in the sword realm." After speaking, he turned his wrist, Then he handed over the sword in his hand, "Try."

The man in the black shirt beside Aran frowned, and said in an unexpected tone, "Master, that is your natal sword."

Aran paused for a moment when he stretched out his hand, and raised his eyes to Qiu Wanxuan. Encouraged by the other party's eyes, he took the sword calmly.

Qiu Wanxuan didn't look aside, and sensed the dangerous aura emanating from the people beside her, said in a deep voice: "If you can control the master's natal sword, you can naturally use it."

A sharp arc flashed in the eyes of the man in Xuanshan.

A Ran raised his sword in front of his eyes, his eyes swept across the white sword, showing joy, and then followed the move just now and swept the sword.

The dissatisfied voice of the man in the black shirt came from next to his ear: "Master, you are joking, but your sword spirit doesn't even allow disciples to touch it."

Qiu Wanxuan didn't answer, but watched with admiration as the sword energy swung by the little apprentice swept across the sea of ​​clouds at a speed of light, ignoring the unwilling gazes of the people around him.

The sword qi ignited bursts of star-like light among the clouds, clattering and crackling, and superimposed to form a faint thunder. Aran's eyes lit up, "Master, I'm done!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around excitedly, and saw Qiu Wanxuan looking at him and nodding in satisfaction, "Very good, Aran."

The fairy has a smile on his brows and eyes, his clear eyes are sparkling, and the bright red at the end of his eyes complements the begonia flowers on the treetops, which is too beautiful to behold.

Ah Ran's breathing was slightly stagnant, and it took him a long time to suppress his throbbing heartbeat, and solemnly handed back his natal sword: "Master used the sword of light and rain to kill the blood demon and change the peace of the world. It’s not as good as Master’s, but it will definitely advance to another level soon.”

Qiu Wanxuan took the sword, "Only with a good sword can the power of this style be exerted. Although your sword is good, it is only a ground-level sword. I want to make a heaven-level sword for you as a teacher, but I still lack a few materials..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man in the black shirt with a blunt tone: "Master, you were seriously injured by the blood demon back then, and the damage to your heart veins has not healed yet. It is better to let the disciples do it for you. Bar."

Ah Ran was overjoyed when she heard that Qiu Wanxuan was going to forge a sword for herself, but when she heard what the senior brother said again, she lowered her gaze and said in a low voice, "It's okay, the disciple's current sword is very good."

"As long as the master is good, the disciples don't want anything else."

Ah Ran looked over with a pair of eyes as dark as an ancient well under the moon. His cold and resolute face was handsome and heroic, but such tough facial features and thin and sharp lips spit out the most intimate words.

Qiu Wanxuan's heart softened, and she was about to say something, when she heard the man in the black shirt next to him snort indiscernibly, his expression was a little distorted, and he changed the topic and said: "Master, there are pools of blood appearing in all four realms The rumors about it have made people panic. And the moon is full recently, it is the time when Master's old illness relapsed, so it is inconvenient to go out of the mountain, why don't you let Aran and I go down the mountain to investigate, if it really is the revived blood pool left by the blood demon back then, It’s better to directly destroy the weeds and eradicate the roots.”

Qiu Wanxuan's attention was diverted, and she frowned slightly, "But if it really is a pool of blood, it may be dangerous."

"It's okay, it's not the resurrection of the blood demon, it's just a few pools, we just need to be more careful. Could it be that Master loves Aran so much that he doesn't even want him to take such a risk?"

There was a bright sour taste in these words, and even Aran noticed it, so he said seriously: "Master is worried about the safety of the disciples, and naturally the senior brother is also included."

After thinking about it, Qiu Wanxuan nodded, "Alright. You guys remember that this time we are only doing an investigation. If you are in danger, go back to the mountain immediately."

Aran said worriedly: "Master needs to retreat when the moon is full, we are all gone, who will take care of Master?"

The man in Xuanshan raised his eyebrows, "There is a Taoist boy at the mountain gate, why is there no one to take care of the master? Let's go back early."

Qiu Wanxuan also nodded, "This matter cannot be delayed, let's go."

After staying for a while, the two took orders to go down the mountain.

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes followed the figures of the two until they disappeared into the distant sea of ​​clouds, out of sight.

It took a while for him to hold his chest, with a look of pain on his face.

The sword he swung before had already moved his heart, and his spiritual power was exhausted. At this time, the sky was getting dark, and half a hazy full moon appeared on the horizon, so he took a deep breath and went to the cave for retreat.

The two went down the mountain in the dark.

Aran was eager to go early and return early, so he galloped with his sword without stopping. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he was stopped by the people behind him.

"Ah Ran, the location of the blood pool rumors are all over the place, if we don't act separately, it will be faster to find out."

Aran nodded, "Alright, then I'll go east."

The other party nodded, "I'm going to the west."

He didn't have any doubts, and when he finished speaking, he took his leave, turned around and walked away with his sword.Seeing his disappearing figure, the man in the black shirt in Tuliu slightly curled his lips, his smile became more and more unrestrained, and when he disappeared into the sky, the man turned back in the same direction as when he came and went.

..

Aran returned to the mountain gate in a daze, what happened after he found the blood pool, his mind was only in chaos, he only remembered that there was a full of killing and resentment that needed to be vented, and finally the amulet planted in his body by the master protected him at a critical moment It was only after he was killed that he regained his sobriety, and finally, relying on his obsession to return to the mountain, he got rid of the control of the blood pool.

It wasn't until he saw Master's bamboo garden in the distance that his mind became clear.Even because he was about to meet Master, his heart jumped up.

He didn't notice that his eyes had already been stained with a light layer of dark red.

Master was not seen in the bamboo garden.

Hearing a tremor coming from the retreat cave, his footsteps faltered slightly, and he immediately looked for the sound and left.

But after blasting open the stone gate, the scene in front of him made the blood in his whole body burn, and the red in his eyes became deeper.

Master was pressed on the couch by his senior brother, and red marks were pinched on his fair neck.

He didn't know where the power came from, releasing coercion to cover the entire cave, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Let him go."

Afterwards, his brain was flushed with anger, and after Chaos seriously injured his opponent, he heard Master's unbelievable voice: "Aran? Did you... touch the pool of blood?"

He was awakened by this sound, and stopped immediately.

"Master, I didn't mean to..." When he said, he seemed to be aware of the abnormal aura he was carrying, and he took half a step back to try to distance himself from Qiu Wanxuan.

Just as he was trying to explain something, he heard a voice: "Be careful!"

A sword energy formed a shield wall in front of him, blocking the sudden attack of the shadow.

Qiu Wanxuan moved her sword energy, covered her lips and coughed continuously, and blood oozes from between Ruyu's fingers.

Seeing this, Ah Ran was burning with anger, scarlet light surged in his palm, anger was burning in his eye sockets, and the shallow dark red suddenly burned into a blood red.

The strong wind swept towards the opponent like a shield wall, and the eyes of the man in the black shirt in front of him showed fear, and then there was a loud noise, and the strong light shattered the mountain stone into pieces.The rocks rustled down, and the whole mountain collapsed.

When the mountain collapsed, he quickly picked up the master by the waist, turned into lightning and retreated tens of feet away.

When all the dust settled, among the rocks and rubble, I saw a black figure crushed to blood by the rock fragments.

Qiu Wanxuan looked at the collapsed mountain ridge, the big apprentice who was killed with a single palm, and the aura that was released from Aran's body, which was the same as that of the blood demon back then. He was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, "Aran...you... "

Scenes of the bitter battle against the blood demons and the devastation of life flashed in my mind one after another, and the blood surged up in one breath, and Qiu Wanxuan coughed again and again.

"Master!" Aran stepped forward to help in a panic, but Qiu Wanxuan instinctively took half a step back.

He saw Master frowning, and even opened his bloody hands subconsciously in a gesture of refusal, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Master..."

Xu Shi realized that his actions had stabbed the other party, so Qiu Wanxuan hurriedly stopped, panted for breath, and then said cautiously: "Aran... Blood Pond, did you go in?"

"I...I don't remember." Aran's face was miserable, his aura was completely lost, and he looked at Qiu Wanxuan with pleading eyes, like a gray-faced puppy, afraid that his master would not want him.

Qiu Wanxuan's heart softened, and after thinking for a while, she said to herself, "It's okay...it's okay...the teacher will find a way." This sound is to comfort the other party, but also to comfort myself.

The resurrection blood pool is a spell used by blood demons to resurrect themselves.

Once in the pool, I'm afraid...

He raised his eyes to look at Aran, and saw that the other party's originally clear eyes were stained with red mist, but still looked at him enviously. He felt a dull pain in his heart, and finally endured the repulsion caused by the blood demon He reached out and patted the other person's face, "Don't worry."

Aran raised his eyes to look at the master, and involuntarily grasped the other's four fingers covering his face, his eyes gradually became firmer, "Master, I will not bring the blood demon back to life, even if I want to die..."

"That's not the case." Qiu Wanxuan interrupted reassuringly, trying to cover up the worry on her face, "As long as you keep your heart and are not controlled by demons, you will be fine." He comforted Aran, and at the same time gently Get a little inspiration.

"Master..." Aran looked at the other party, his eyes full of remorse.

Suddenly a spiritual light flashed, his eyes went dark, and he fainted into a warm embrace. Finally, he heard the master whispering in his ear: "Sleep, it will be fine if you wake up."

The author says:

If Baozi is a bit confused, let me explain: the master is the sword master, because of "some reasons", he reincarnated into the story of the Haitang line, and was sent back to the original world as a time traveler to be saved by the system plot.

Jian Zun's life is the first life, and Haitang's life is the second life.

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