Chapter 100: Monster "Master... your ears are red."...
"Could it be that Jiang Lin..." Xie Wuyang's pupils widened, "want to use the souls of the dead to replace the living souls and recreate a physical body?!
Yun Wanzhou was silent for a moment, then replied, "Yes."
If this is true, then the Nightmare Stone...
Xie Wuyang clenched his fists, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This cannot be done."
After saying that, he pointed his toes, and the ring flashed with light and turned into a long sword, and leaped into the cemetery.
"I'm fine!" Yun Wanzhou frowned and followed closely.
The residence of the dead is prone to gathering resentment.
Therefore, each immortal sect would set up a barrier around the tomb forest to prevent the resentment from getting out of control and harming the living.
When Xie Wuyang entered with his sword in hand, he felt fog rising up all around him, pitch black and dark.
"Master, we..." Xie Wuyang frowned and turned around to call out, only then he noticed that the entrance behind him had disappeared at some point, replaced by a desolate and empty area, and even Yun Wanzhou was nowhere to be seen.
"Master?" Xie Wuyang then began to feel slightly uneasy.
He guessed at the time that Jiang Lin could use the Nightmare Stone to reshape his body, and was overwhelmed by inexplicable emotions, and did not pay any attention to what was behind him.
Where is Yun Wanzhou?
Xie Wuyang tightened the hand in his hand and groped his way back along the same path.
Under the thick mist, there are faintly visible stone tablets, standing in rows.
Maybe you are stepping on someone's corpse, or maybe you have accidentally offended someone's soul.
Xie Wuyang knew that Jiang Lin was most likely hiding somewhere, so he didn't dare to alert him and could only carefully explore the scene under the fog.
Until a gust of wind blew by, blurring Xie Wuyang's eyes. Before he regained his sight, Xie Wuyang heard a familiar voice beside his ear, "I'm fine, I'm fine..."
"Master?" Xie Wuyang blinked his eyes, only to feel terribly sore. He raised his hands and rubbed them, and the pain was relieved a little.
"Master is here." Looking at the vague outline in front of him, Xie Wuyang's heart fell back to its place and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"This place is very strange, as if someone has set up a barrier tree. Master and I need to be careful..."
"It's okay." Yun Wanzhou smiled at Xie Wuyang, "I'll protect you."
"Ah..." Xie Wuyang was distracted by Yun Wanzhou's sudden smile and couldn't react to what the other party said for a long time.
We have known each other for several years. Although we are now together day and night under the name of disciple, I have seen many expressions on Yun Wanzhou's face that outsiders have never seen, but this is the first time I have seen Yun Xianzun smile.
The corners of her usually tense lips lifted slightly, her eyes curved slightly, revealing an indescribable softness and tenderness.
Xie Wuyang blinked his eyes, his heartbeat skipped a beat, and then there was an indescribable strange feeling.
"Master is right." Looking at Yun Wanzhou, who looked exactly as he remembered, Xie Wuyang coughed lightly and put aside the inexplicable thoughts in his mind. "Master has a high level of cultivation, so there is no need to worry about the future."
Yun Wanzhou nodded, his eyes falling on the back of Xie Wuyang, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "Even so, I can't guarantee that I have missed something. This place is so strange, we need to find someone quickly."
Xie Wuyang turned around and looked in the direction Yun Wanzhou pointed. He saw a vast expanse of black tombstones stacked on top of each other. He frowned in confusion, "Master, did you see anything?"
"Jiang Lin."
"Jiang Lin?" Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, but still only saw the empty and blurry tombstone.
The fog here is so thick that it's hard to even make out the faces of the people in front of me. Is Yun Wanzhou a clairvoyant?
"Master, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
After all, it is a stele forest belonging to another sect. Who knows how many dead souls and resentful spirits are hidden there. It is normal that they are blinded by something.
"Jiang Lin is just ahead." Yun Wanzhou said.
Xie Wuyang went to look for it again, but still found nothing.
"Master, could it be that you have been deceived by some evil spirit?" Xie Wuyang looked puzzled.
Yun Wanzhou said nothing, as if wanting to see the scenery on the other side of the fog clearly. He took two steps forward and said, "Jiang Lin is just ahead."
Xie Wuyang followed closely with a searching look.
If Jiang Lin is really here, then the Nightmare Stone must be here.
The matter is of great importance, so it is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go by mistake.
Although he had deep doubts in his heart, because the other party was Yun Wanzhou, and with a subtle selfish motive in his heart, Xie Wuyang still chose to find out the truth.
Xie Wuyang raised his arm and waved away the fog in front of him, then walked into the depths of the fog.
"It's just ahead." Yun Wanzhou's voice was close at hand.
"Master, there's no need to repeat yourself so much," Xie Wuyang couldn't help but laugh, "It's not that I don't believe it."
Yun Wanzhou pretended not to hear and continued, "Jiang Lin is just ahead."
Xie Wuyang paused, and the words behind him stopped abruptly.
"Master, are you really sure that Jiang Lin is right in front?" Xie Wuyang's tone was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard from it.
The person behind him seemed stunned for a moment, then repeated his previous answer, "Jiang Lin is just ahead."
A cold light flashed in Xie Wuyang's eyes, and he turned the evil-killing sword in his hand and stabbed it fiercely behind him.
“Puff——”
The sound of something tearing apart suddenly rang out.
Xie Wuyang's expression was gloomy, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "You are not him."
After saying that, he exerted force with his right hand, and a strong spiritual light passed through Zhuxie's abdomen, as if it had the power to split the sky and cover the earth, and the fog within a radius of several miles dissipated.
A ray of light from the sky fell and shone into Xie Wuyang's eyes.
Xie Wuyang's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled and he closed his eyes.
The sword energy dissipated along with the monster's ferocity, and Xie Wuyang turned around to look at the mess behind him.
The winding ravines drawn by the sword energy were imprinted in the eyes, dust was everywhere, and countless corpses were exposed to the light of day, dividing the world in front and behind into two.
Xie Wuyang lowered his eyes to hide the loss in them, and when he raised them again, only indifference and ruthlessness remained.
It is indeed an evil spirit.
Xie Wuyang looked disdainful as he stepped on the corpse of someone unknown.
Just as I was about to move forward, I suddenly saw a white figure flying from not far away.
She has a graceful figure and an outstanding posture.
Before Xie Wuyang could react to who was coming, he had already retracted his foot that was about to land on the corpse, looking well-behaved and harmless.
“Master!”
Yun Wanzhou sheathed his sword and landed gracefully. He looked at the surroundings, his brows furrowed in worry, and asked, "When did it happen?"
"It was just a fight with a monster."
"Are you injured?"
"No." Xie Wuyang shook his head, looking calm and composed.
Yun Wanzhou looked at him carefully, and only after confirming that he was really okay did he breathe a sigh of relief. "It's good that you're fine."
After saying this, Yun Wanzhou patted Xie Wuyang on the shoulder and stepped forward. "When I was looking for you just now, I found that there is a center of the formation here. If our guess is correct, the Nightmare Stone must be here..."
"Master." Xie Wuyang suddenly called out.
The words on Yun Wanzhou's lips stopped abruptly. He turned around and was rushed into someone's arms.
The boy had a slender and frail figure, with his arms tightly wrapped around his waist, as if he was afraid that the person he was holding would disappear without a trace if he wasn't careful.
When they were young, Yun Wanzhou had held his disciples in his arms many times, and he did not avoid them much when they grew up.
But after all, he respected his teacher, so although he never mentioned it, his disciples gradually became distant from him when they grew up.
Such hugs seem to be very common.
But in his heart, Yun Wanzhou vaguely sensed some other feelings, which made him restless and at a loss. He didn't even know where to put his hands, and they hung down helplessly at his side.
"Master..." Xie Wuyang's lips moved. After the impulse, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He awkwardly tried to find a topic, "The monster I just encountered was very powerful, but I still won."
"Yeah." Yun Wanzhou nodded.
If he were an ordinary disciple, he would certainly say something like, "That monster transformed into Master's appearance to deceive us, but I could tell at a glance that it was not Master," to take credit for it and show off his deep master-disciple relationship.
But Xie Wuyang couldn't do that. The thoughts in his mind were dark and gloomy, extremely rebellious, and he was even so audacious as to use the names of others as master and disciple to satisfy his own selfish desires.
Xie Wuyang felt both satisfied and guilty, and his hands on Yun Wanzhou's waist tightened more and more.
"Nothing's wrong..." Yun Wanzhou frowned slightly and patted Xie Wuyang's arm. "Are you really fine?"
Xie Wuyang closed his eyes, sniffing the cool sandalwood scent, and shook his head, "Disciple just wants to ask Master for a reward."
"What reward?" Yun Wanzhou asked.
At that moment, Xie Wuyang recalled that chaotic and beautiful dream in which he committed insubordination. His Adam's apple moved slightly and he almost blurted out what he wanted to say.
you.
I want you.
Under the dome seat.
The Immortal of the Sky.
Yunwanzhou.
"I want..." Xie Wuyang clenched his fists silently, took a deep breath, and stepped back from Yun Wanzhou's arms.
The original body had not experienced the world yet, and had a pair of pure and untainted eyes. No one could see the surging and suppressed desire hidden in them.
"Master..." Xie Wuyang's eyes were burning as he pursed his lips. "How about you just smile at your disciple?"
"W...what?" Yun Wanzhou's pupils widened slightly. He had never expected Xie Wuyang to make such a request.
It is both abrupt and groundless, catching people off guard and unexpected.
"Disciple just suddenly remembered that when other disciples did good things, their master would always smile at them and say a few kind words to encourage them. Even the head master would praise Brother Xu when he won the competition." Xie Wuyang blinked harmlessly. "On the contrary, I, in all my years in Cangqiong Mountain, have never seen Master smile."
In fact, it's been more than just Cang Qiong years, Xie Wuyang added silently. In his past and present lives, he had never seen Yun Wanzhou smile once.
The only time was when it was the phantom transformed by the monster just now.
Recalling what happened just now, Xie Wuyang couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
Thinking about it carefully, although the monster had the same skin as Yun Wanzhou, its expression and movements were only a little bit similar. Why was he so confused at the time that he didn't see the clue?
Yun Wanzhou was silent for a long time, not knowing what answer to give.
As a master, it's harmless to agree to a few small requests from your apprentice. Although Xie Wuyang's request was a bit presumptuous, it wasn't excessive, so he just laughed it off as a joke.
Yun Wanzhou's face was calm, but he was torn between his conscience and his conscience, and his brows were furrowed.
But how should a person... laugh like this?
Just as Yun Wanzhou was racking his brains, even digging back to his childhood, he heard the young man's clear and melodious voice calling out, "Master, you won't even agree to this little request?"
"No." Yun Wanzhou's face was cold, and he suddenly turned around. "Since it's a reward, you can't be so perfunctory. When we return to Cangqiong Mountain, go pick out some elixirs and spiritual tools to aid your cultivation."
The operation was smooth and flowing. When Xie Wuyang came to his senses, Yun Wanzhou had already walked away for a long distance with a flick of his sleeve.
"Master... Master!" Xie Wuyang hurriedly followed and grabbed Yun Wanzhou's sleeve. "Since it's a reward for a disciple, shouldn't you listen to his opinion?"
Yun Wanzhou said nothing.
Xie Wuyang paused and tugged at his sleeve. Seeing that the person in front of him had indeed stopped, he immediately felt more confident. "Master, how could you do this..."
Come to an abrupt end.
Xie Wuyang's gaze moved from Yun Wanzhou's neck to behind his ear. As if he had seen something incredible, his pupils suddenly widened and he loosened his sleeves.
"Master, you... I..." He was so incoherent that he lost his mind. He stared at the red mark beside his ear and said, "Master... your ear is red."
Yun Wanzhou was originally fair-skinned, but now the blood was rushing up, and her skin was red all the way from behind her ears to her neck, just like a fallen plum blossom in the snow, gorgeous and eye-catching, captivating.
Xie Wuyang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and it seemed as if there was a fire hidden in his body, which was getting more and more intense, and he was clamoring for him to do something to calm it down.
"You're seeing things." Yun Wanzhou pretended to be calm as he straightened his sleeves. "Instead of overthinking it, it's better to find Jiang Lin first. It can also be considered as an explanation to myself..."
Yun Wanzhou felt a strange and cool touch on his neck, his pupils widened, and he turned around suddenly.
Xie Wuyang raised his hand, his fingertips resting on Yun Wanzhou's neck, his eyebrows and eyes smiling, his face looking pure and innocent, "Then what is this?"
He tapped the back of his red neck.
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