After rebirth, I and the ghosts and gods hand-slashed the white moonlight

Lu Xueyuan held the six-pointed star token tightly in his hand, glanced sideways behind him, and found that no one was coming, so he quietly put it back to its place.

The black and white ban is not a trivial matter, and must not be taken lightly. No matter whether it is a real ban or not, she must make sure that nothing goes wrong before taking action.

With these thoughts in mind, Lu Xueyuan turned around and walked towards the master's bedroom. She reached around the curtain and saw Bai Muchen, half undressed, leaning on the bed with a calm expression as if he was asleep. She couldn't bear it for a moment and stood quietly, looking at him secretly.

Looking at the Master. It has been a long time since she looked at the person in front of her so intently. How wonderful it would be if... there was no hatred and no delusion...

In an instant, Bai Muchen seemed to notice something. He closed his eyes and raised his head slightly. His crow-feather-like eyelashes raised slightly. He opened his mouth and a sound like water slowly flowed through his ears.

"Why don't you wake me up."

"Disciple, seeing as you rarely have a rest, I don't want to disturb you."

Bai Muchen seemed to squint for a while, his expression became much better, and he became more energetic when speaking. He looked like the Lonely God Sword in Lu Xueyuan's hand and smiled gently, "Yuan'er really still likes it the most."

"Master...I just..." Lu Xueyuan didn't know how to explain it for a moment. She forgot that it was Bai Muchen who asked her to get the sword just now.

"It's okay. I promised you, my teacher, and I will keep my promise." Bai Muchen interrupted her with a voice, seeing her embarrassment clearly.

Lu Xueyuan glanced at Bai Muchen lightly, his chest seemed to be pressed by a jack, he couldn't swallow, he wanted to explode but had no way to vent.

Moreover, Lu Xueyuan still had many questions in her mind at this moment, about her iris imprint, her birth experience, and the unfathomable spiritual roots in the Heluo Book... These were all questions she desperately wanted to know.

, but in the end Lu Xueyuan did not ask, but chose a question that was not related to him but was more pressing than these.

"Master, do you know about the black and white ban?" Lu Xueyuan asked tentatively, his brows filled with careful observation.

"I know." But Bai Muchen didn't seem surprised by this question. He leaned on the bed and stared straight ahead, his eyes and pupils relaxed, as if he was recalling things from long ago.

"At that time, there was a great war between heaven and earth, and the ancient gods slaughtered all directions. The three tribes of humans, demons, and demons fled in all directions. As a child at the time, I witnessed with my own eyes the demon tribe's invasion of Qingya Mountain, killing disciples like rivers of blood and seas of casualties. I

In order to seal the demons and open up the ancient secret realm, the master prayed for the protection of Zhenyi, a real person who had become an immortal. Unexpectedly, the prayer came true. The real person who became an immortal from Qingya Mountain really fell from the fairy dust and drew it with his own hands.

The formation has wrapped Qingya Mountain in the protection of the formation from generation to generation, and the black and white ban has become a talisman to open the formation. Legend has it that as long as you get it, you can enter and leave the underworld.

Between the demon world and this place, you can travel unhindered in the three realms, as if you were entering a land where there is no one."

"Then Master has opened it..." Lu Xueyuan was entranced, and he accidentally said what he was thinking without concealing it.

Bai Muchen turned to look at her, and then slowly shook his head. "It has been less than ten thousand years since I became the first master of Qingya Mountain. It is my duty to protect the stability of the people and inherit the teacher's teachings. I have never thought about those things about killing and war."

Things, not to mention the world is peaceful here, the ban cannot be opened unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what will happen?" Lu Xueyuan asked anxiously.

"Otherwise, the demonic army will wait for an opportunity to enter and cause another massacre. Qingya Mountain, and even the entire world, will be a catastrophe..."

After Bai Muchen finished speaking, he was stunned for a long time, and even Lu Xueyuan also fell into deep thought.

"Why did Yuan'er suddenly ask about this?" After a while, he looked at Lu Xueyuan and said.

"Huh? Oh, I accidentally heard other disciples mention it during the trial meeting yesterday. I was curious, so I couldn't help but ask Master." Lu Xueyuan lowered his face and raised his eyes to stare at Bai Muchen. His peach blossom eyes were exactly the same as her words.

Determined.

Bai Muchen didn't ask any more questions, but leaned down as if tired.

Seeing this, Lu Xueyuan quickly reached out and excused himself, "Disciple, I won't disturb Master today. Master, take a good rest and get well soon." After saying this, she turned around, holding the sword in her hand, and walked straight out the door.

"Yuan'er..." Bai Muchen coughed a few more times and called her softly.

Lu Xueyuan stopped but did not look back.

"Remember, come and see me more often." Bai Muchen looked like a lonely old man even though he was ill. He didn't even hide the fragility in his heart.

Perhaps life, old age, illness and death are just like this. Once sick, no matter how powerful a person is, it will be like throwing away a heavy armor, leaving only the softest part inside.

The same is true for transcendent beings such as Master.

"I know, I... will." Lu Xueyuan's eyes were clearly dimming, and his expression could not be seen clearly. After she said this, she walked out of Xixian Pavilion without looking back.

After returning to the dormitory, Lu Xueyuan sat on the bed, put the sword beside him, and immediately fell into meditation. He held his breath and tried to connect with the Gushen Sword. However, unexpectedly, he found that the Gushen Sword at this moment was no longer like the first time she saw it.

When it is, it is full of hostility, and the sea of ​​consciousness is full of a sense of chilling, but it is surprisingly peaceful, and even the resonance has a lingering meaning.

Could it be that Master has been purified? Lu Xueyuan couldn't help but think.

The master said before that the sword was too violent and he would not let her use it for fear of hurting her, but now he suddenly agreed. He must have found some way to purify it, otherwise the master's temperament would definitely not allow her to take it.

Return to this sword. I just don’t know if the purified Lone God Sword will still have the power it once had. While Lu Xueyuan was thinking about it, he thought of another person, Ming Yi. She could ask him, he seemed to be very familiar with this sword.

, and even personally handed him a formula to help him get back the sword.

What is that mantra?

"Eating souls and seizing souls is the fault of Tianze." Lu Xueyuan seemed to be recalling who came up with this formula.

Suddenly, Gushen Sword suddenly shook its body as if it had received a response, and a red light shot out from the middle of the sword body. However, it seemed to be suppressed by something, and gradually dimmed, and the sword body also recovered quickly.

calm.

Lu Xueyuan was wondering what was going on, but suddenly a gust of cold wind blew open the door. She remembered that she had closed the door just now, but now it was blown open again. So she stood up and closed the door, and then waited for her to suddenly turn around.

At that moment, she couldn't help being startled. There was a person sitting on her bed, with silver hair and a cold expression.

"Why...are you here?" Lu Xueyuan was surprised with a little bit of joy.

"I wanted to come, so I came." The man suddenly looked at her sideways, and his eyes changed from the cold expression just now to a hint of water.

"You...can't come in here?" Lu Xueyuan said, leaning back and looking up and down. Could it be another clone? She thought.

Ming Yi squinted at her with a pair of red phoenix eyes, a playful smile lingering on his lips, "Thanks to you, I have the opportunity to appear here. Did you miss me just now?"

Ming Yi clasped his hands behind his back and walked step by step to Lu Xueyuan. The strong aura around him was suffocating, especially the incense of rotten wood he brought from the underworld, which lingered in Lu Xueyuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

, her soul was wrapped in it like magic.

Lu Xueyuan stepped back in small steps and accidentally bumped into the table. Ming Yi immediately stretched out his hand to hold her waist. His broad and powerful palm pinched her waist as thin as a vine, and then raised his hand to support her.

One hand put her on the table.

"I...I..." Lu Xueyuan's face was red, and she looked like she was facing a formidable enemy. Her hands unconsciously clasped the table beneath her, but her words came to her mouth hesitantly. Ming Yi's breath was like a ghost.

Wrapping around her like this, there was obviously no warmth in his hands just now, but now Lu Xueyuan felt like there was fire.

She just wanted to ask him about the Gushen Sword, not... missing him.

Ming Yi looked at her expression with great interest, and the smile in his eyes suddenly suppressed, and his expression returned to normal, and then asked: "The formula I taught you is not only sensitive to the sword, but also can be summoned

Whether I come here or not depends on my mood."

Hearing his tone, Lu Xueyuan's nervousness and shyness suddenly disappeared. She raised her face and glared at the man with disdain. She snorted coldly from her nose, turned around, jumped down from the table, picked up the Gushen Sword and opened it.

The sword was pointed at Ming Yi, and he continued: "Since you are here to see how you feel, then why are you here? If I knew that this mantra could call you out, I wouldn't have read it even if I didn't want the sword."

Ming Yi stood in the house, the wind outside the window blew his silver hair, and lightly touched the sword blade, but it was like a entanglement, and there was no danger at all.

"So you would rather summon that red-feathered chicken than summon me." Ming Yi stared at the sword in front of him without moving even an inch, and his tone had a gloomy tone.

Red... red-feathered chicken? Lu Xueyuan didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and stood there for a long time. Then he suddenly realized what he was saying, withdrew his sword, and said with a smile: "He is a golden-winged bird, not a red-feathered chicken. If you say this,

When Jin Xuanyi hears this, I'm afraid you two will have to stalemate for a long time."

Like a child! Lu Xueyuan didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, but suddenly remembered the connection between Ming Yi and his mind. Looking up, he saw a cold and indifferent look on his face, not at all the same enthusiasm as before.

The provocative, hot and cold look makes people wonder.

Who likes to ponder? Lu Xueyuan glanced lightly, turned around and sat on the stool.

Ming Yi gently raised his hand, and many pieces of gold foil flew out from his fingertips and fell on the table. The pieces of gold foil flew around and fell, and after a while, they were as high as a hill. He suddenly said: "He has the ability."

You also have gold, silver, property, spiritual stones and magic weapons, I can give them to you, but I won’t allow it regarding your fiancée!”

"How could I agree to him? I don't know what kind of agreement I heard from hearsay. Even if I am really a bloodline of the Phoenix clan, then who I like and who I will be with will not be bound by a small marriage contract! Don't worry, I will take care of this matter myself.

Properly." After Lu Xueyuan finished speaking, he picked up a piece of gold foil, which was illuminated by light and stained with a faint fragrance.

Wait? Could it be that he is jealous?! Lu Xueyuan's pupils suddenly widened, and his heart beat loudly and clearly. Before she dared to think about it further, she heard Ming Yi say again: "I don't like you and him.

It’s so good to come and go.”

"Is this also in the contract?" Lu Xueyuan boldly joked.

"No. You don't have to abide by it, but I have many ways to make you remember my preferences." He said and suddenly walked forward, pinched Lu Xueyuan's chin with his fingers and gently stepped onto the stage, and pressed forward with a thin lip.