Chapter 934 meet again
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Does a disciple in the Nascent Soul stage have the ability to change his fate against the will of heaven?
Su Jiu doesn't believe it.
So the first one that can be ruled out is the masked man.
In this way, it can only be someone else.
She was a little curious. She was curious about who was replaced by the person who was also curious about who was changed.
During their period, people with such a life star didn't look like simple characters no matter how they looked.
But now is obviously not the time to say this.
Because the door changed not long after Su Jiu put the life star well.
The door gradually became blurred, as if it would completely disappear after a while.
Su Jiu didn't dare to waste his time at this time, so he pulled Yun Huanling and Chu Luohen and stepped into it.
After all, this may be their only way out.
...
The secret courtyard of the Shuiyue Sect still sounds melodiously, but compared to the house where there were only one person, there are now two people.
Qi Song sat on the side and drank tea quietly, while the masked man played the piano as if no one was around.
From this point of view, it seems quite a quiet and quiet time.
But they all knew very well that there was never any peaceful time in this world.
Time passed quickly, and the tea had been changed several pots, but the sound of the piano was still uninterrupted.
Suddenly, the harsh sound from the broken string suddenly rang out.
The masked man held the piano and stopped the noise from continuing.
At the same time, his eyes, which were relatively gentle before, suddenly became cold.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside.
The person who came was the guard who was so masked by the man who liked to carry around.
The masked man said in a faint voice, "Don't you let you monitor the formation?"
“There’s a problem.”
The masked man curled the corners of his lips, "I'm almost dying? Bing Yinfeng's male disciple will die if he dies. As for Yun Huanling and Su Jiu bringing me back, Yun Huanling..." When he said this, the masked man couldn't help frowning.
"Eliminate his memory and throw it back to Tianji Sect."
The masked man arranged it as if no one was around, without notice of the guard's increasingly ugly expression.
The guard took a deep breath and lowered his head two points deeper. "It's not so. After entering the mirror array, they entered the final door."
"Pan" the sound of tea cup shattering.
It was not because someone deliberately broke it, but because it fell off the body.
"How is it possible!" How could a normal person enter the final door?
The masked man finally couldn't help but squint his eyes, "I didn't expect that the two disciples taught by Bing Yin Peak were so amazing. If you have the fate, you are afraid that they will not be able to leave!"
Qi Song was not afraid of annoying the masked man. "If you have no life, your plan to change your life will be ruined."
The masked man looked at Qi Song coldly. Although he didn't like to hear what this person said, it was also a fact. If Su Jiu really died there, the thousand-year plan would be ruined!
No wonder, no wonder people in the world say that Tianyan Sijiu will have a glimmer of life, and this only possible glimmer of life has really been found by them.
The other buckles of this composite array are all existences that he can interfere with. Only the final gate of the mirror array is a field that even he cannot interfere with. And the most annoying thing is that the person who goes out there is the position where he is eventually teleported is random.
In other words, the directional teleportation array he set up before was useless.
This is the limit of the rules of that person's formation.
The masked man knew that even if he was angry, it would be useless. He couldn't help but sit down and gently tapped the desk. "You go and find the water and let the orders go on. After an hour, you will start to want the three of them."
The guards got the orders.
Qi Song took a sip of tea indifferently. "As far as I know, the final door of the mirror array leads to is any place in the entire Cang realm. What are the uses of these disciples of the Shuiyue Sect?"
The masked man stopped talking, but his cold eyes were still telling his displeasure.
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Li Yishi has been digesting the shock and unknown brought to him by his master and his sect in the past two days.
Since he came out of that space inexplicably that day, he went to find his master to confront him.
At the beginning, the master just dodged, did not answer questions positively, and even scolded him.
However, after he told his master all the news he got from Ming Yun and Qian Xin, his master finally admitted it.
But facing such an admission, Li Yishi did not feel relieved, but felt even more uncomfortable. You should know that the Shuiyue Sect is his belief and his master is his closest person, but now, he only feels that he is a monk who grew up in lies.
Faith is brittle and the master who treated him well in the past was not the justice he imagined.
He even did a lot of shameful things.
He could understand the reason why the master didn't tell him, probably because he hoped he could keep clean.
But this "cleanness" is particularly ironic to him. How could he get clean in such a sect?
Li Yishi drank a lot of wine, and he might really need to re-examine his position.
At the same time, in the dense forest of the Shuiyue Sect, Mingyun was fighting with a white cultivator wearing a straw hat.
Mingyun felt more and more angry as she beat her. Li Yishi, a useless thing, never existed at critical moments, and she also had to face this disgusting woman alone.
Yes, the person who was fighting with Mingyun and trying to take her life was Mu Ran.
Just the day before, for some reason, they were suddenly circulated from that space. By chance, she and Mingyun were both transmitted to the back mountain. Mu Ran didn't walk for long before she found Mingyun's traces. She first quietly followed her for a while and then raided her after finding that there was no helper around her.
But Mingyun is a person who is used to being careful and alert, and Mu Ran's sneak attack obviously failed.
So the two of them started to fight like this.
Ming Yun hated Mu Ran and made her lose all her face.
But Mu Ran also hated Mingyun. He first hated for taking away talent, and then hated for killing his relatives.
It can be said that the two of them have long been a situation of dying.
The back mountain was empty and no one was present, and Mingyun no longer concealed her usual natal magic weapon. As for the broken sword that looked very similar to Su Jiu's Shuanghan Ziji Sword, she had already had enough of it.
A lamp with green light suddenly appeared in Mingyun's palm. As for Mu Ran, she seemed to have been on guard against her lamp.
A Buddha weapon suddenly appeared in her palm, which was a long magic weapon somewhat similar to a vajra.
After seeing the magic weapon in Mu Ran's hand, Ming Yun contracted her pupils with conditioned reflex, but after seeing its grade clearly, she laughed out loud with disdain.
"If Su Jiu's Nine Star Purple Pearl can make me more alert, just you, the broken stick, still want to compete with my Netherworld Lamp?"
Mu Ran narrowed his eyes and went back ironically, "Your broken light is worthy of being compared with Su Jiu's Nine Star Pearl? They are holy tools. You, a broken light that cannot even reach the spiritual treasure, are worthy of fighting with my stick!"
Ming Yun was furious. What she hated the most now was that others said that she was not as good as Su Jiu. After hearing this, she also became ruthless for a moment and directly activated the Netherworld Light.
The Netherworld Lamp suddenly shone green, and clusters of ghost fires floated out of the lamp, directly attacking Mu Ran. Mu Ran was not afraid, and pinched a complex fingering, causing layers of golden light to bloom in the Buddha's instrument.
All the ghost fires that are approaching are purified completely.
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