The Sword Named No Way Out

In the almost blank silence, Gong Wei's pupils contracted to the extreme, and Xu Shuang looked at him firmly:

"During his lifetime, Fahua Immortal Venerable was the closest to the Yejinmen Sword Sect family."

"The more similar you are to his likes and dislikes in life, the higher the chance of being taken away, understand?"

The blood rushed to the limbs and bones in an instant, Gong Wei's tense back muscles relaxed, and when he spoke again, except for hoarseness and shame, no one could hear the slightest difference:

"Yes, disciple understands!"

Xu Shuangce nodded happily, but still didn't let go. Each of his slender fingers contains unimaginably strong spiritual power, just pinching Gong Wei's chin in this way, and suddenly changed the subject after a while: "Then you know who the most hated person by Fahua Immortal was?" who?"

"The disciple doesn't know."

Sect Master Xu's mouth curled slightly, but the smile did not appear in his eyes at all: "Of course it's me."

Probably no one in the world would think that Xu Zongzhu and the dean of the palace are not the object of the other's greatest hatred. Gong Wei opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, and closed it tightly again.

Xu Shuangce said: "My teacher seems to have told you that most of the children in Yuchi's family are rebellious and not worthy of friendship."

Gong Wei said sincerely: "What Master said is true."

"Then why are you still secretly communicating the song?"

The use of the word "Dark Pass" here is really weird, Gong Wei said with a face of shame: "This disciple is temporarily obsessed with ghosts, please be punished by Master."

Xu Shuangce asked back, "Punishment?"

Gong Wei's white satin pajamas were loosely draped over her shoulders, revealing her slender neck, chest and abdomen, only a section of broken silk sash around her waist barely held her shape. Xu Shuangce's gaze fell on it, and he couldn't see his expression clearly in the dimness. It took him a long time to let go of Gong Wei's chin, and without saying a word, he picked up the skirt of the pajamas, and slowly and carefully tidied it up for him. up.

Gong Wei's tone was terrified: "The disciple really knows his mistake, please master..."

"I found that no matter how good you promised in person, once you turn your back on it, you will still continue to do things that make your teacher unhappy."

Xu Shuangce meticulously fastened the belt of the torn pajamas. He leaned over, and the two of them were so close that Gong Wei could even smell the heavy white sandalwood breath coming from the side of his neck, as calm as his tone:

"So I have worked so hard as a teacher, and there is only one way to deal with you."

"Master—"

Before the words were finished, Xu Shuangce stood up and said, "Come on!"

These two words were sounded into the secret, and soon there were footsteps outside the door of the hall, and the two disciples who were on duty for the night came in a hurry, it was Wen Xiuyang and Sheng Bo.

Gong Wei watched Xu Shuangce's sharp chin lift to the surroundings, and wrote lightly: "Pack up his things and move to the main hall."

Xuanji main hall!

That was Xu Shuangce's own living place!

Gong Wei's expression changed, how dare he disturb Master's daily life? He didn't say a few words, but Sheng Bo blurted out: "But the suzerain..."

Immediately afterwards, he was pinned down by Wen Xiuyang.

The eldest disciple who had followed Xu Shuangce for the longest time and ranked first among the younger generation of Cangyang Sect looked tense, staring down at the ground: "Yes."

Although the head of the palace liked to sneak into Sect Master Xu's bedroom to play in his previous life, it was really just for fun. He never thought that one day he would live in and eat and sleep with Sect Master Xu. There was finally a hint of fear on his face full of lifelike fear. It's fake: "Master, I implore you to think twice, how dare the disciples delay the master's pure cultivation? I think it's still—"

His words were interrupted again, only to see Xu Shuangce turned around and pulled him up from the ground with his own hands, his hand was as heavy and strong as fine iron, but his words were completely opposite: "Your beloved disciple, don't be flattered. You will be taken care of by the teacher himself, and you will be happy." There will be no more worries about being taken away, isn't it good?"

"But the master's peace and happiness is the disciple's great wish. How dare you disturb the master's daily life with a humble body?"

"If you are really taken away by Fahua Immortal Venerable, you will not be happy as a teacher."

Gong Wei immediately bowed his head in awe, "I would rather kill myself to become benevolent than let him succeed!"

Xu Shuangce asked coldly: "Since my beloved apprentice is so filial, how can I have the heart to see you die as a teacher?"

"Report to the suzerain," Wen Xiuyang hurried up at this time, and said in a low voice, "It's already taken care of."

Xu Shuangce glanced at Gong Weiyi with sharp eyes, and walked out with his hands behind his back: "Let's go."

The short journey from the dormitory to the gate of the temple, which was just over ten feet long, has become extremely difficult at this moment, as if there is no return to **** in the world.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's fellow apprentices are fine, the possibility of revealing his secrets is very low, and it doesn't matter even if he reveals his secrets, but Xu Shuangce is different. Gong Wei knew very well that as long as he ate and slept with Xu Shuangce for more than three days, even his foundation could be clearly seen by his calm and sharp eyes, and even a quick death might become a luxury.

I would rather go to the eight prisons of Cangyang than enter the main hall of Xuanji!

Sheng Bo passed by with a pillow and mattress that was higher than others, Gong Wei took a deep breath, made a sudden decision with pain, and stumbled at the moment when he was wrong.

"-what!"

Sheng Bo was caught off guard and slammed onto the ground. He knocked down the bench with a bang, and the things in his hands were thrown out with a bang. A dark blue book was swirling on the ground, and it hit Xu Shuangce's feet with a sound of "Wow!"

Time seemed to stand still, and Xu Shuangce looked down.

The five thick and colorful characters of "Yellow Spring has no love", as well as the affectionate Sect Master Xu and Fahua Immortal Venerable on the cover, are so bright and upright in everyone's eyes.

"..."

Dead silence.

Wen Xiuyang's expression froze, and the eyes of Sheng Bo who fell on the ground almost popped out.

With a plop, Gong Wei knelt down, heartbroken:

"Master, please forgive me! I won't dare again!"

There was no emotional fluctuation on Xu Shuangce's face, even if he measured it with a ruler, he would not see the slightest shifting of the sculpted eyebrows and thin and indifferent lips. He just stared at the cover of the book under his feet, and after a long time, he bent down to pick it up, held it in his hand, and turned a few pages.

"Master..."

"Where did you get it?"

Gong Wei said sincerely: "I bought it in Linjiang."

"Why buy it?"

"The disciple was temporarily deluded by ghosts and went astray!"

"Why don't you throw it away?"

"..." Gong Wei revealed a look of shame.

Xu Shuangce nodded, and said calmly: "It seems that the plot is exciting, and I don't want to throw it away."

Sheng Bo finally closed his mouth that was constantly trembling due to excessive shock, and desperately winked to signal Gong Wei to kowtow and confess, but then Xu Shuangce raised his hand and said, "Come here."

His hand was no different from a summoning banner, Sheng Bo closed his eyes reflexively.

However, at the next moment, the expected picture of bleeding and floating corpses on the spot did not appear.

Xu Shuangce put his hand on the top of Gong Wei's head, touched it, and said in a harmonious voice: "You are young and have heavy schoolwork, so it is not surprising that you are tempted by anecdotes told by others."

"..." Gong Wei's words, "Please don't imprison me in Hanshan Prison, Master" just stuck in his throat.

"You are too slow to memorize, you should practice more." Xu Shuangce paused, and put "Undying Love" in Gong Wei's hand: "From tomorrow onwards, you will go to read this book by heart, memorize a chapter every day, and read each chapter aloud." Recite it for the teacher to check. Remember that the words and sentences need to be smooth, the recitation is fluent, and the understanding is clear, do you understand?"

If it was just dead silence just now, it is now a terrible suffocation like hell.

Everyone's throats seemed to be blocked by a hot stone. After a long time, Gong Wei took a long breath, then let it out deeply and slowly, and stood still for a moment.

His acting skills all his life are at their peak at this moment.

"Plop!" Gong Wei knelt down in gratitude, holding the book above his head with both hands, every word was sincere:

"The master has a good intention, and the disciple is deeply impressed, and will definitely obey the master's instructions!"

Xu Shuangce said indifferently: "Go, my lover."

·

At the same time, visit Kinmen.

"It's almost time to be ugly, where is the young master going?" "Young master!"...

When the voices of the guards came from outside the hall, Yu Chirui was sitting cross-legged behind a large table reading a book.

At that time, Jianzong Wei Chirui, named Changsheng, was only about 20 years old from the outside, and his state had been at its peak for many years. In terms of appearance, Yu Chixiao is quite similar to him, but Jianzong himself has higher brow bones and a narrower nose bridge, so he always gives people a cold and aggressive look, and is not easy to deal with.

At this moment, his dark gold light armor has been taken off and placed beside the desk, and he is wearing a brown gold-rimmed robe with an eagle's back. The prestigious divine sword "Rakshata" stands quietly beside him, silently exuding a huge sense of oppression.

He was holding the book in one hand and stretching forward with the other, when the door of the temple was pushed open with a bang.

-Snapped!

Yu Chirui closed the book in his hand like lightning, and the cover of the Sword Washing Collection perfectly covered the booklet inside—"Kaiyuan Miscellaneous News and Gossip Special: The Walking Fort of the Masters of the World in Fighting Power Competition, Jianzong Yuchi's Longevity Chapter!" "—Looking up expressionlessly, I saw my nephew Yu Chixiao striding in with the wind.

"Reporting to the Sword Sect," Yu Chixiao bowed and bowed, and said solemnly, "I have important business to do, and I need to leave immediately, so I'm here to ask for my resignation!"

"..."

Three question marks neatly appeared above Yu Chirui's head, and Shaoqing took back the hand that was reaching for the melon seed plate without saying a word, and hummed calmly.

Yu Chixiao turned around and left.

"Don't die." Just as he stepped across the threshold of the hall, a sentence came from behind him.

Yu Chixiao turned around helplessly: "Why do you have to remind me of this every time I go out since I was a child, uncle?"

Without raising his head, Jian Zong waved his right hand, indicating that he could leave.

The heavy and tall palace door closed again with a bang, Yu Chirui's hand turning over the book stopped, and he said in a low voice for a long time:

"Because people die easily."

——Twenty years ago in Daishan Xianmeng, the river outside Xunshu Palace flowed over the mossy rocks, and the familiar figure on the rocks turned his back to the light, fishing cross-legged, but the laughing voice scared the little fish away: "By the way, Changsheng, I slipped to Cangyang Mountain to look for Xu Shuangce last night, and guess what happened? The surname Xu actually issued a decree saying that Hua Xianzun and dogs are not allowed to go up the mountain. I am really angry!"

The young Jianzong hung his fishing rod and said calmly, "Impossible."

Gong Wei said: "How is it impossible?"

"The dog did nothing wrong."

"Yuchi Changsheng!"

Yu Chirui shrank his head to avoid the fishhook, and said: "You dog will be killed by Xu one day."

"Nonsense, I can't even die if he dies, believe it or not, I might not lose to him in a fight?"

"You will not lose. You will be killed at most."

"Yuchi Changsheng!"

…

"Are you all right?" Yu Chirui finally couldn't help but turned his head and asked, "Where's your sword?"

The ceremony was about to begin, and Gong Wei beside him was dressed in the same grand dress as him, with a swallow-colored robe embroidered with gold maple leaves and wide sleeves, and two small golden coins adorned on his girdle. I don't know if it's because of the tight girdle, but he looks abnormally tense, his cheeks are as pale as ice and snow, but his eyes are dark, staring straight at Shengxiantai in the high mountain stream.

"Miya Wei?"

"...It's okay." Gong Wei suddenly looked away as if waking up from a dream: "It's okay."

Yu Chirui squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of his line of sight just now, only to see a figure standing against the wind on the high platform in the distance, it was Xu Shuangce who was in charge of the grand ceremony of the Immortal Alliance.

"Didn't you two have a truce recently?" He asked suspiciously.

There was no answer to this question for a long time, Yu Chirui turned around, only to see that Gong Wei was tightly buttoning his cuff with one hand, it seemed that there was something hidden in the sleeve, with such force that even the veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

A trace of unease came from nowhere, and Yu Chirui lowered his voice: "Gong Zhengyu!"

Gong Wei suddenly asked: "Do you believe that some people in this world are born to accomplish a certain thing?"

"What's the meaning?"

"..."

Gong Wei opened his mouth under his stare, but didn't say anything, and suddenly smiled hastily: "Do you think I will die?"

The word death has appeared hundreds of times when the two of them were teasing each other, but only this time, Yu Chirui's eyelids twitched for no reason: "Gong Zhengyu, you..."

"Just kidding," Gong Wei interrupted him suddenly.

After a while, he smiled again, even though it seemed that the corners of his pale lips were barely curled up, and he took a deep breath: "...just a joke."

"It's time to—"

"Please Fahua Immortal—"

Yu Chirui watched Gong Wei pass by and walked towards the beautiful and vast high platform surrounded by clouds, mountains and mists. The crimson robe gradually disappeared into the depths of the cold wind without leaving any traces, just like many It was the same as the first time he appeared in this world for no reason years ago. After that, everything was like a whirlpool of nightmares. The details and images were gradually blurred, exaggerated and even grotesque in countless repetitions, and finally cut through by a scream from far and near:

"Report to Jianzong! A shocking change on stage!"

"The dean of the palace has passed away!"—"

That sharp ending sounds like a heavy hammer, smashing the deep winter of the 28th year of Taiyi, the situation of the Immortal League in the world, and even many young monks' cognition of seeking immortality.

That is to say, since then, many people have realized that even if they can cultivate to move the wind and rain, move the stars, or even reach the sky with their hands and eyes, they will eventually die.

Misfortune and fortune, the avenue is impermanent.

Life and death and parting are only a moment.

·

The Great Hall of the Golden Gate was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground, Yuchi Rui stood up for a long time, just as he stretched out his hand to the "Rakshata" sword, suddenly in mid-air - buzz!

A messenger token on the table suddenly flew up automatically, bursting out a criss-crossing thousand-mile formation. A man in a dark blue cloth shirt with a gold hook on his waist stood in it. The word turned out to be Ying Kai.

What's the matter in the middle of the night?

Before Yu Chirui could say "Why?", Ying Kai clang heavily supported his body with his sword, gasped and said, "The thousand-degree mirror world is not damaged."

Yuchi Rui twitched his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Immediately afterwards, he saw Ying Kai raised something in his left hand, half the size of a palm, densely engraved with strange inscriptions, it was the bronze lens that Xu Shuangce forcibly pulled out from the heart of Ghost Xiu when he was in Linjiangdu!

"I went back to the Immortal League and opened the Forbidden Mirror Palace, and none of the Thousand-Mask Illusion Mirrors was broken, which proves that this lens did not come from the Thousand-Degree Mirror Realm."

"..." Yu Chirui blinked inexplicably, then pointed to the lens in his hand: "They look the same."

Ying Kai seemed very tired and out of breath: "I know, by comparing the inscriptions I even found the mirror that this fragment is supposed to belong to, but it is intact, so I can only think of a copy as an explanation But the thousand-degree mirror world itself is an ancient artifact, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to copy it—”

Boom! Boom!

Boom!

Suddenly there was a sound from the opposite side, from far to near and getting louder, interrupting his words.

Yuchi asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Ying Kai turned his head hastily, but he couldn't see clearly what was behind him through the display array, he could only vaguely distinguish that the surrounding environment was extremely dark, and the vibration made the ground gradually start to shake.

"...Xu Shuangce said that the ghost cultivator in Linjiangdu is related to Gong Wei, but I don't believe it. I want to come down and verify this for myself." Ying Kai's Adam's apple moved up and down, probably swallowing his saliva: "But tonight is probably a horoscope. Out of luck."

Yu Chirui raised his sword: "Where are you?"

Boom!

Boom!

The ground shook violently, and Ying Kai turned around and pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and said, "If I still have no news after twelve hours, according to the law of the Immortal League, the Cangyang Sect Master will act as the leader of the League." Zong' together to assist."

Yu Chirui shouted: "Ying Kai!"

Before the words fell, Ying Kai waved decisively, and the visible array dispersed in response—

Yu Chirui's figure turned into tens of thousands of light spots together with the magic circle, and then quickly disappeared. The darkness in the underground palace returned, and Ying Kai could only hear his own breathing, which became the only air flow in the thick and intractable corpse stench around him.

Boom!

Like countless heavy objects hitting the ground at the same time, it's getting closer.

Boom!

closer.

Boom—

The ground suddenly shook violently, and then returned to dead silence.

"...Junior Ying Chenyuan, it is unfortunate to disturb the seniors." Ying Kai's pupils tightened, and he said softly, "Offended."

The next moment Ding Shanhai unsheathed, the sword light exploded, instantly illuminating countless pairs of muddy and corrupt eyes around—

In the darkness, blue and white faces approached Ying Kai's side, all of them stared at him, their knees were stiff and could not be bent, and there were densely packed faces as far as the eye could see.

It turned out to be countless dead bodies that were lifted from the coffin.