Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan.

When Elder Chu said the name, he was sitting on a high seat, with one hand supporting his chin, his expression was not happy or angry, only a little bit of interest in his heart.

A person who has been ruined and wears a mask all year round and does not show his true colors?

…It looks a bit like him.

When he was at the bottom of the Demon Abyss, he swallowed too many monsters and souls, was infested by the devil energy, and his body showed an inexplicable abnormality.

When they first crawled out of the Demon Abyss, all the humans who looked directly at him turned white due to fright, fell to the ground, and some were scared to death.

Of course, this is not only because of his weird appearance, but also because of too much darkness and evil thoughts condensed in him, which will make people contaminate.

A mortal without a cultivation base can't even bear the price it takes to look at him directly.

Even if he himself has no intention of killing these people.

Later, after he wandered around the world for a while, he had a slightly human form. After putting on the mask, he could no longer see the appearance of the monster, and those filthy and unknown powers were also restrained under his deliberate control.

He became the lord of the demon door and commanded the demon way, and the mask on his face was never taken off.

No one knows his true face, and he has no interest in letting anyone know. Many people say that he looks ugly and looks like a ghost. In a certain sense, he is actually not a lie.

He lifted his lips and sneered from the bottom of his heart.

Human beings are really creatures that are used to judging people by their appearances. They have a physical body, skin, appearance, and appearance. They are only external appearances, but they are often used to make everything a person has.

And his world is blood red.

The appearance is the same, dull and boring. He stared at the magic palace, stared at the entire world, but saw the huge darkness enveloped and the evil thoughts lingering in everyone.

Like clouds covering the sun, turbulent.

The world calls him a demon.

But where in this world is not evil, who is not a demon?

Nowhere is clean.

No one is an exception.

Above the banquet, the voices of silk, bamboo, talk and laughter were mixed together, the enchanting dancer twisted like a snake, the flying tulle wrapped around the fragrance of the wine, and darkness was hidden deep in the shadows.

He drank the wine in the glass and suddenly felt a little boring.

The banquet dissipated, his knuckles lightly buckled the armrest of the seat, his eyes flashing scarlet, he took the Shura sword on the table, laid his knees flat, and now pulled it out inch by inch.

He put the long sword in front of his eyes, and the cold light of the sword reflected half of his face wearing a ghost mask.

The Shura sword made a low humming sound. "Don't worry," he said, "the deity will soon let you... taste the blood."

Lifting the sword, he got up, and just walked a few steps, but suddenly he felt that his heart was slightly pulled by something.

It's like a feather fluttering, slightly itchy.

He was slightly surprised, looking inside the heart palace, but saw a little jade man sitting in the middle of the heart palace, eyes open, looking up at him.

He was startled, and the surrounding still life suddenly shattered like a phantom. The place where he stood was no longer a cold and drowsy magic palace, but a quiet and peaceful bamboo building.

Shen Shu returned to reality.

His gaze still fell on the letter at the bottom.

A corner of the letter paper is exposed, and on it is the signature written in elegant pen and ink.

His pupils suddenly became extremely dark, and he could hardly restrain his violent anger and desire to tear up the letter.

If it is said that the memories he has are real, or these memories are just as he guessed, they are part of his own "future", then his master will become Chen Weiyuan someday in the future. Taoist couple?

What a joke!

Behind him suddenly heard the sound of Ye Yunlan putting down the bamboo bowl after drinking the ginseng soup.

Shen Shu reduced the expression on his face, picked up the stack of letters, turned around, supported the edge of the table with one hand, a little smile appeared on his face, and said: "It seems that the student has been in retreat for two years. , Master’s life is not yet pure."

Ye Yunlan looked at the stack of letters in Shen Shu's hand, passing a little uncomfortable across his face, and said in a low voice, "Don't look at those things."

After the Tianchi Mountain Forum on the Taoism was established, the rumors about his injury were spread, and the spread became more and more distorted.

Although He Lanze warned and stopped, not many disturbers came to him, but more and more letters were sent to his residence.

At first he was just a disciple of the Tianzong who knew where he lived. Later, I didn’t know who had leaked where he was. All sects and sects of the spiritual world began to send letters, and even sent some elixir, magic weapons, Treasures and ilk.

Some gifts with a signature on the letter can still be returned, but gifts without a signature can only be stacked in one place, and after so many times, although most of the people who were rejected were reluctant to withdraw, many people still Even if you erase the signature, you still have to send a letter to him... and I don’t know if that’s the case. The content of the letter is becoming more and more straightforward and unsightly.

Ye Yunlan stood up and wanted to get the letter back, but didn't notice Shen Shu's darker eyes.

He stretched out his hand to get the letter, but Shen Shuyi grasped his wrist.

"It's just a few love letters. Master is so important. Could it be that some of them made Master tempted?" Shen Shu said jokingly.

Ye Yunlan was startled, his eyebrows were a little pale and languid, and said: "As a teacher, I have already said that I have a Taoist companion, and I won't do it again in this life. You don't have to ask me that way again."

"...And these letters are ready to be burned for the teacher's book."

Shen Shu condensed his eyebrows slightly, carefully observing Ye Yunlan's expression, and did not see the slightest concern about these letters from his indifferent expression, only fatigue and boredom, as always.

It was just the things he heard in his memory that finally made him feel like a dog in his throat.

"In that case, it doesn't matter if this pile of letters is dealt with by the disciple to help Master, right?" Shen Shu said.

Ye Yunlan pursed his lips, turned his head and said, "It's up to you."

Shen Shu looked at him deeply, and then snapped a finger in his left hand, igniting the spirit fire with a spell.

The flame began to burn from the corner of the letter, and then gradually swallowed the letter, and finally disappeared into the air, leaving no ashes.

Ye Yunlan's complexion was always pale and indifferent, and he looked out the window without looking back at the pile of letters.

After personally burning the letter, Shen Shu calmed down a bit.

He looked at Ye Yunlan's always indifferent expression, and realized that the other party was a little angry, and said: "This is a disciple's momentary gaffe. I forgot what the master had said, and it won't be anymore."

He saw that Ye Yunlan was still silent, a little sour in his heart, and he spoke again.

"Actually, the disciple is very curious about what kind of character Master was like in the past, so that Master has always kept this in his mind until now."

Shen Shu paused, and then said, "Can the teacher tell the teacher the name of the teacher? In the future, the disciple can also go to worship during the Qingming Festival."

Ye Yunlan said indifferently: "He is arrogant by nature, and he goes far away. He once told me that there is no need for anyone to worship him after death. You don't need to know his name."

Hearing this, Shen Shu pursed his lips.

Wouldn't he even refuse to tell him his name?

Ye Yunlan didn't want to continue this topic, and turned to: "After half a month, you can go to a place as a teacher."

Shen Shu nodded without thinking, "Where?"

Ye Yunlan: "Netherworld."

Shen Shu: "Netherworld Secret Realm?" He pondered for a moment, "Master said that it was the secret realm of the cave that was left by the legendary emperor before the Great Emperor Nether was going to ascend?"

Ye Yunlan gave a faint "um" and said: "There has been news from Zhanxing City at the junction of East Continent and Southern Frontiers, and the secret world is about to appear in the world, and it will open in half a month. And if you want to solve the puppet mark on your body, Need? The soul-attracting flower blindly, but the soul-attracting flower has long been extinct in this world, only in the archaic relics, there will be some remaining."

Shen Shu frowned and said: "Emperor Netherworld is not a good person in the ancient records. The secret realm of the cave is bound to be innumerable. This matter is about the disciple himself, and the disciple can find it on his own. Why should the master be himself? Taking personal risks?"

Ye Yunlan said: "This matter is the teacher's own plan."

However, Shen Shu suddenly held his thin and pale hand and said: "Master, you know that you have injuries on your body, and your injuries have gotten heavier in the past two years. So what? Although the puppet seal is related to the free life of the disciple, if it will affect the master...Tui'er would rather be controlled by the puppet seal all his life."

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, disagreeing with his words.

He closed his eyes and said: "I have decided, you don't have to say it anymore."

After that, despite Shen Shu's persuasion, he did not relax.

Shen Shu saw persuading him not to move, Shen Shen looked at him for a long time, cleared the bamboo bowl on the table, and slammed the door away.

When the sound of his footsteps drifted away, Ye Yunlan opened his eyes and looked at the closed door quietly.

He could not tell Shen Shu that he had personally experienced the Netherworld.

He also knew where the soul-attracting flowers were most likely to be found in the secret realm.

——Netherworld secret realm, it was the secret realm where he was designed to frame and kill the disciple of the same sect in his previous life, and then was abolished the golden core and expelled from the sect.

He lives for the first time, he doesn't know if the people behind him will do it again, but he knows that the secret realm is indeed dangerous. There are almost ten monks who enter the exploration. Even with the cultivation of Shen Shu Yuanying, it may not be safe.

And if he is there, he can guide the way, and at least it will prevent Shen Shu from stepping into some dangerous traps. There is no bones left. If it is true that life and death are at stake, he will use the forbidden technique to return to the Void, and he will always be able to protect Shen Shuyi. Life.

As for himself...

Life is like wind and rain when it comes, and dust when it goes.

There is not much to love and regret.

And he has no so-called starting point and end point in this world. Just like a lone boat, wandering in the world.

Even if it goes far away, the fallen leaves return to their roots.

...

Tianzong, Yaofeng.

On the rugged rock wall in the middle of the mountain, there is a hidden cave.

The cave is so deep that it is difficult to see the end from the outside world.

At this moment, there was laughter coming out of the cave.

The ghostly laughter resembled ghosts, laughed like crying, and contained the meaning of madness. It shocked the birds that were perching on the cliffs, cypresses and cypresses.

The cave is extremely deep, where it is difficult to see the sky. Rongyan's clothes are scattered against a rocky bulge, and he holds a blood-stained blade in his hand.

The blade was dripping blood.

Compared with two years ago, his face is much more haggard, and there are even white hair growing behind him, but his eyes contain a burning and crazy look.

And in front of him, there was a huge cavity, filled with Gu worm corpses, and sticky sap with a rotten smell.

Two blood-red, cicada-like Gu worms were carefully placed on his knees. One of them was slightly larger and the other was smaller.

"It's been five years, Acacia Gu... has finally been trained?... Hahahaha..."

Rong Ran stared at the two Gu worms feverishly.

After five years of long time, invested in countless treasures, nourished with the blood of the heart, and suffered from the pain of the heart, finally, according to the formula given by his father, he refined these pairs that can completely change a person's mind. , Let the middle-gu people love the Albizia Gu of the upper and lower Gu people completely.

But it's worth it.

The clothes on his upper body were taken off, and the blade cut open his pale chest. He pressed the big Albizia Gu into the knife mark in his heart, his eyes were sometimes diffusive and condensed, his lips wore a weird smile, and his hoarse voice called out. A name.

"Alan..."

...

Looking at Yunfeng, Yuntian Palace.

Jun Qiyun stood in the peach forest with his eyes closed, like a silent stone sculpture.

The gorgeous color of the peach blossoms is incompatible with his snow-white appearance.

The breeze blew, and the peach blossoms covered his snow-white clothes, brushing his slender sword-holding hand.

On the hilt, a mysterious jade hangs quietly, and on the quaint black scabbard is engraved with a beautiful peach blossom.

After a while, he opened his eyes, glazed eyes reflecting the clear blue sky and peach blossoms.

In the past few years, he has continued to practice ruthless Taoism, and the Taoism has become more and more complete, and the phantom in his mind that has been transformed by the demons has gradually faded.

Think about it, it's time to solve it.

The Taiqing Duer Sword slowly unsheathed, and his long frost-colored eyelashes and cold eyebrows were reflected in the Qingyu sword body.

He swung his sword indifferently.

The peach blossom fell like a shower, and was crushed into the void by the sword qi.

The sky full of wind and snow invaded here, falling into Jun Yunjun's clothes and hair, assimilating the only bright color in the original Yuntian Palace into a cold and merciless white.

The demons have disappeared.

Ruthless way? Go further.

Maybe in a hundred years, you can touch the steps of Taxu.

He thought indifferently, but suddenly a person's face passed in his mind.

The face of that person seemed to be detached from the mundane, the heaven and the earth seemed to be pouring onto the other person, a little blush at the end of his eyes, like blood and tears.

Even if you cultivate the ruthless way, it is hard to ignore this thrilling beauty.

He retracted the Taiqing Duer Sword into its sheath, turned and walked out of this ice and snow.

Passing through the cloister, stepping into the palace, and seeing a person waiting in the palace. His white clothes and black hair are facing him.

Jun Qiyun's heart moved.

But when he heard the sound, he turned his head, revealing an elegant and beautiful face. When he looked at him, his expression was supple and respectful.

"Rong Ran has seen Master."

Jun Qiyun frowned and said quietly, "What are you looking for me for."

"This time, the disciple is begging for something." Rong Ran said softly.

Jun Qiyun: "Say."

Rong Ran: "The disciples stationed in Zhanxing City came to the news that the Netherworld Secret Realm was about to be born. The Nether Secret Realm was left by the Great Emperor Nether, and the relationship between them is very big. The various sects have already geared up, and the more I am going to explore the secret realm, my Tianzong disciple There is no exception."

"It's just that the senior brother Helan who is most qualified to lead this secret realm suddenly retreats a few days ago, but the remaining disciples, and the rest of the peak disciples who are qualified to lead this secret realm, are of equal strength, and it is difficult to convince the crowd. Bringing people there will cause distractions and it will be detrimental to my sect."

Rong Ran paused and bowed in salute.

"Therefore, Tuer wants to ask Master to spread the decree, and let Tuer lead this trip to the secret realm."