Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Chapter 357 He doesn’t want to survive (big chapter)

"Little junior sister, is the antidote you gave her?" Yan Dan's voice was high-octave, attracting everyone around her.

Yao Wei immediately went over and pulled up Yao Yu's arm to check her pulse. Yao Yu had no energy at all after vomiting, and her limbs were weak, like a marionette.

Yao Wei's brows gradually relaxed: "That's right, that's right, that's right, Yao Yu vomited out all the Fuyun Pills!"

The disciples of Leiyin Sect looked at each other, overwhelmed with joy.

"Great, great, great!"

Yao Wei dropped Yao Yu's hand, walked to Wan He, raised his hand, and felt that a clasped fist salute was not what a sect leader should do to his disciples.

He turned his wrist, and there was a brocade box on it: "Ghost real sand!"

Wan He pointed at himself: "For me?"

"You are an alchemy cultivator, you will use it when making alchemy!"

Of course Wan He knew that ghost true sand was a necessary material for refining god-level elixirs, such as the Lingbao Fire Gathering Pill, which she got from the kit that dropped from the goddess when she went to Peach Blossom Stream to fight with the goddess and others.

After getting it, she began to study the god-level elixir. In order to refine the spiritual treasure fire-gathering elixir, she exhausted her spiritual power and slept in the Yanyu Pavilion for a whole day.

Yan Yi had come and was guarding the door, but she didn't know it. When she woke up, she just sighed, it would be great if Xiao Jiu'er was here. At least she fell asleep from time to time and didn't have to worry about the alchemy furnace outside.

When I walked outside and took a look, I saw that the alchemy furnace was running well, the fragrance was spreading, and there was actually a thin barrier of condensed spiritual power around it. The rain passed through the corridor without staining it at all.

There was a faint fragrance of green bamboo in the air. She rubbed her neck and turned to look back, but the drizzle of rain dispersed like a lone cloud.

Wan He took the brocade box without any courtesy: "Thank you, Master Wei, for your generous gift!"

Yaoyei's palm was empty, and he paused with his backhand on her head. Wan He raised his eyes and looked at him strangely.

The eyes of Kunlun Snow Region and others were all on his hand, and he slowly stopped his hand: "Very good, good boy!"

At this time, Yan Dan called everyone's attention back with a loud voice: "Look, why did it start again?"

Between heaven and earth, the sky, which was about to see daylight, started to get violent winds again, and the winds and clouds surged.

"The thunder and lightning just now didn't go far? Is the way of heaven coming back again?"

Someone exclaimed: "I have only seen Heaven's blessings in my life, and I have never seen Heaven's anger. I watched two games in a row today. I really made a profit!"

"I'm so wronged. I haven't seen Heaven's blessing yet, but as soon as I came here I saw two scenes of Heaven's anger. I'm really convinced!"

"It turns out that the way of heaven is also a capricious thing. It has gone away and come back again. It is not willing to create all of us, right?"

Yan Tong pointed at Yao Yu: "Is she going to die again?"

"Junior Brother Lianjing? Junior Brother Lianjing?" Wen Zhuo hugged Lianjing and ran quickly to Yan Yi.

"Junior Brother Yan Yi, how could you be so harsh? Your Xueyu attack was too heavy. Junior Brother Lian Jing is no longer breathing!"

Yan Yi lowered his eyes. The sword he just gave Lian Jing was not intended to kill him, but the six of them exerted their strength at the same time, and the spiritual power they hit Lian Jing just added to the sword. material.

Although the injury was serious, it wouldn't have happened if the injured person didn't want to die.

Unless, Lian Jing had a desperate will to die.

"I can detoxify the frost poison, but he may not want to survive!"

As Yan Yi spoke, he turned his sword and struck another sword at the same position on the other side.

Wen Zhuo was going crazy. He was already injured like this, and he still had to take another blow. But Frost Poison was like this. One strike was not enough. If he wanted to live, he had to beg for another strike from the Flowing Frost Sword. It was really hard. , unspeakable damage.

The frost poison has been resolved, but Lian Jing is still not breathing, and the sky is torn apart. This world has suffered the wrath of heaven once, collapsed, and can no longer withstand another one.

Everyone was no longer panicked. Compared to the first struggle, everyone seemed to be much calmer this time.

Many people are already bidding farewell to each other, and some are silently using telepathy to send what they want to say to their families. Although I don't know if their families can still hear them. Anyway, if God is angry, no one will survive.

Unless a miracle suddenly appears, it can influence the way of heaven.

However, the gods have long since fallen, and this hope has become elusive.

Wan He walked to Wen Zhuo, and Wen Zhuo looked at her: "What are you doing?"

Wan He glanced at him, looked down at Lian Jing he was holding, and suddenly raised his hand: "Pa"

A big-eared melon seed was thrown on Lian Jing's face, and she cursed angrily: "I'll beat your love brain to death!"

Wen Zhuo was shocked and hurriedly stepped back: "Little junior sister Wan He, are you crazy?"

Wan He grabbed Lian Jing and slapped her again: "Pah"

"Slap your love brain on you, you want to die, and you're dragging us with you!"

Wen Zhuo's mind went blank, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching: "Little junior sister Wan He, he is already in a miserable state..."

Wan He shook his head: "No, no, no, it's not miserable enough!"

She slapped her again and shouted: "If you miss, you can die. If you live in love, you will drag everyone down. If you die, let Yao Ruo live on her own. There are so many handsome men around her. It's good!"

"Snapped"

"clap clap"

Everyone gasped in shock.

Wen Zhuo stepped back anxiously: "Eh, eh?

Eh eh eh? "

Reluctantly, he retreated and Wan He followed him, one step back, one step after another, one step back, one step after another, but in the end he didn't get very far, and Lian Jing got slapped in the mouth.

The spiritual power around him fluctuated, and his pine-green robe swayed. Standing aside, Wen Zhuo suddenly saw hope: "Master, please hold Wan He quickly, this child is crazy——"

Not only did he not move, he calmly told his disciple: "Don't hide, let her fight!"

Wen Zhuo was dumbfounded, where is this from?

"Master, are you crazy too?"

Liu Qing was really crazy. He raised his hands and pointed at the sky and kept yelling: "Crazy, crazy, crazy. You want to kill us. You are also a lunatic, you crazy bitch." , you bitch, you madman, you bitch!"

He drew out his sword and made wild gestures towards the sky, which made Yan Yang frown: "A disciple of Penglai Immortal Island, don't you have enough mental endurance?"

But there was a surprise.

Wu Si is the calmest one.

When Yao Yu took out the memory stone and confessed, she was shocked, and then she became surprisingly calm.

No matter it was the explosion of heaven, the collapse of the world, the struggle of the disciples around her, the mad resistance, or the current indifference to everything, she always maintained a motionless posture.

It seems that they are meditating, and they seem to be comprehending, what is the foundation of life, what is the meaning of living, what is the way of heaven, and why can the way of heaven control their life and death?

How can they escape from heaven?

What is right and what is wrong? Are there any clear boundaries between right and wrong?

What is right in her eyes must be right in the eyes of others?

Things are wrong to her, such as what Yaosuo did, but in Yaosuo's own eyes, is it right or wrong?

What is the ultimate goal of cultivating immortality, and what is the end of cultivating immortality?

Just fly to the ninth heaven?

Or continue to practice and become a god?

The miracles have died and the gods have fallen. Could it be that the gods will never come to the world again?

At this time, she was calmly observing the way of heaven, observing the appearance of all living beings, thinking, and comprehending.

"Little junior sister, let's not fight. It's hard to persuade the damned devil. You have saved one after another. How can you finish saving them?" Yan Tong went to pull Wan He away.

Wan He shook his hand, which was numb: "But senior sister, if he doesn't want to live, we will all die too..."

Yan Tong was confused: "What's wrong today? How come Yao Yu and Lian Jing can influence our life and death?"

Is there anything special about these two people?

Your cultivation is not the most outstanding, and your identity is not unique. What is the reason why you can still lead everyone to death?

Wan He raised his head and wanted to point it out to Yan Tong, trying to tell her why this heavenly law appeared.

But when she raised her eyes, she was stunned. A touch of hosta green appeared in the sky, disappearing into the clouds in an instant, heading straight to where she was looking that day.

"Senior sister, have you seen it?"

She pointed to the sky and shouted urgently.

Yan Tong squinted: "What are you looking at? That eye appears again, right?"

Wan He knew that she was the only one who saw it. At this moment, the sound of a flute suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

It's like the first ray of morning sunshine shining through the mist in the quiet village.

The melodious sound of the flute permeates the ancient bamboo building, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, or like a gentle breeze blowing in the bamboo forest.

Every note is like a green bamboo leaf, jumping and twinkling in the night.

There are ripples on the lake surface, and the mountains in the distance and the bamboo forest nearby seem to be swaying gently to the sound of the flute.

Yan Tong opened his mouth: "At this time, Master's mysterious flute..."

Yan Dan was equally shocked: "It's Master playing the Xuan Flute. I haven't heard this piece before?"

Yan Zhong looked solemn and said: "It's Zhuang Sheng's dream. You came late, so it's normal that you haven't heard about it.

Not long after I became a disciple, I heard it once. That time, when I followed the Master to the Demon Realm to worship a person, the Master played it once, and after that, he never played it again! "

Yan Yang was surprised: "Senior Brother, have you followed Master to the Demon Realm?

Can you go to the Demon Realm at will?

Isn’t it said that monks always go there and never come back?

Master actually took you there to worship?

Which master are you worshiping?"

Yan Zhong recalled the scene at that time and summed it up concisely: "The reason why the master is called the master is that the name is not known to others, and when the master took me there, he turned into a demon!"

Saying this, although it answered Yan Yang's question very well, it also aroused his interest even more.

"How are you pretending? Tell me in detail?"

Yan Xiu slapped him on the back of the head: "Is now the time to talk about this?

Can't you see that Master is fighting against the way of heaven alone? "

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure of Kou Shaolv suddenly flashed beside him. Yantong turned around, looked at the empty side, paused for two seconds, and exclaimed: "Ah - little junior sister -"

"昘"

There was another sound beside her, and she turned around in surprise. The person standing next to her just now was gone.

"Ah - fifth junior brother -"

The green bamboo figure flashed, chasing the figure of Kou Shao Green, and the figure of Kou Shao Green chased the figure of Hosta Green.

Yan Zhong bent his legs and flew up: "If we haven't come up yet, when will we wait?"

Yan Xiu said lazily and followed him.

Yanyang cheered loudly: "Master is here, so are we, and we'll do whatever it takes to fuck him!"

"Young junior fellow apprentices dare to go up to you. Why don't I dare to do it? Tiandao, you bastard, if you dare to hurt my fifth senior fellow apprentice, grandpa, I will fight with you!"

Yan Dan cursed and chased after him, Yan Tong uttered an ouch, stepped on the flying sword, and ran straight to chase after the others.

"Wait for me - I want to draw the Heavenly Dao, can we all come together?"

The trapped Jing Xian raised his head and twitched at the corner of his mouth: "Yan Mo, this bastard, is getting more and more courageous. He is sick, and he has taught other people's children to be sick. He has misled others' children, and the whole litter has been sick!"

"Don't worry, don't think that if God is angry, we will all die, and you will be free. We must kill you before we die!"

The Qingtian Cliff soldier put a knife across Jing Xian's neck and roared angrily.

Jing Xian rolled his eyes: "It's up to you, everyone has to die anyway, no matter what, I still have so many people with me, it's not a loss!"

Yao Wei injected spiritual power into Yao Yu to strengthen his foundation, but the law of heaven became angry and his cultivation also shrank sharply.

Song Zhi raised his eyes and watched everyone in the Kunlun Snow Region rush out of the barrier and fly away in the windy and rainy outside. Some pictures that he shouldn't have flashed through his mind.

"Master, Junior Brother Lian Jing has moved?" Wen Zhuo's exclamation interrupted his thoughts.

Song Zhi came closer to check and found that Lian Jing was gradually breathing and her pulse became stable. Wen Zhuo was pleasantly surprised: "Master, are you alive?"

Songzhi nodded: "I can't die!"

Lian Jing opened her eyes and the first thing she said was: "Wan He, you hit me again!?"

In the secret realm of the Demon Slayer Conference, he was whipped by Wan He.

A big slap hit him on the left side of his face, which made him dizzy and unbelievable because it was the first time he had been hit like this since he was a child.

Now, when he was about to die, Wan He opened his bow from left to right and slapped his face a total of twelve times, six times on each side.

He seemed to hear Wan He mutter: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder, you must be symmetrical. I wish you good luck on your journey!"

I really put a lot of effort into sending him to death, and even gave him such a big gift...

If you don't die, you will be beaten to death.

"Are you awake? Junior Brother Lianjing, are you alive?"

Wen Zhuo was so excited as she held him that she just wanted to stamp her little feet.

Lian Jing stood still, holding her swollen cheeks: "I feel like I am already on the way to Fengdu. The wind is blowing on the road, and there are many confused souls like me lining up silently.

But I was walking fine, and suddenly I was slapped on the face. It hurt so much that only a dead person could feel it. I watched myself dodge and become weak.

After taking another two steps, I was slapped again. At that time, I felt that I couldn’t see people clearly, and the ghosts around me had become transparent. Then I felt the extremely real pain spreading, and I could see everything. When I’m here, I only know that Wan He’s slaps are heavier each time..."

Wen Zhuo was embarrassed: "Well, senior brother hugged you and didn't avoid her. Don't be sad. She has always been very violent. When you get better, let's go find her to settle the score..."