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Chapter 562: Master and Disciple

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    Regardless of whether it is in a Taoist sect or a demon sect, external incarnation is a supreme skill that cannot be practiced by those without great cultivation. Xu Lin is sure that what the four-eyed weirdo in front of him is using must be an external incarnation.  kind, and it is a kind of extremely depleting cultivation.  While Xu Lin used the "Tian Yuan" sword technique one after another to suppress his figure, the monster saw that the blows from Master Qinghong and the demon master were inevitable, so he made the painful decision to use this magical power and tear apart the space.  The clone was sent out without anyone noticing.  But when will the space be torn apart?  Xu Lin looked at the four-eyed strange man with a ferocious smile in the sky, and then looked at the demon lord's baby pill in his five claws that penetrated the demon lord's chest. Xu Lin suddenly felt an indescribable creepy feeling in his heart.  However, it was a feeling that he had not seen for a long time. When Xu Lin was laughing at himself for his purely seeking abuse mentality, he suddenly heard a few crisp sounds of the demon pill cracking.  Xu Lin glanced at the unwillingness and roar of the demon lord's soul in the demon pill, felt another burst of blood rain falling from the sky, and then let the demon lord's body fall to the ground. The rich smell of flesh and blood,  Every part of Xu Lin's body seemed to be cheering with joy.  He was enjoying the taste at this moment, and he was also very excited about the sense of urgency brought about by fear at this moment.  Death? At this moment, it was no longer within the scope of Xu Lin's thinking, because his wish was fulfilled. Xu Lin's red eyes looked to the other side, and he sniffed, as if he wanted to smell the fragrance of the peach blossoms. However,  There was nothing, only a faint clear shadow. Xu Lin could see it vaguely, but he really didn't want to see it clearly anymore.  So he turned to look at the sky, and there was the sound of wind and thunder, but the figure of Master Qinghong flashed past. Xu Lin could see clearly, his person, and every inch of his sword.  For some reason, Xu Lin suddenly figured out a lot of things at this moment. He understood the supreme sword intention under Huang Zi's porch, the courage of Lu Zhennan's Kaitian sword, and even more clearly understood the meaning of Qinghong's sword at this moment.  The true meaning of a real sword.  And there seemed to be many things he couldn¡¯t understand.  The great yin and yang mentioned by the old man with the wine flask hanging on his body, the desperate situation of the woman who was willing to die for herself, and the sword that he had always wanted to see clearly but couldn't see clearly, was the sword of the devil.  Is this sword sentient or ruthless?  Xu Lin hesitated.  He thought about the Demon Lord's sword that asked the sky, thought about the Demon Lord's sword that cut the sky, and thought that the Demon Lord would rather gather all the souls of the world for that sword, but also chop it out. Is it destruction or redemption?  Yin and Yang are twins, and then merge into one?  Xu Lin saw the Dragon Snake Sword in his hand and seemed to feel the sword spirit's energy. Was it anger or death?  A sudden exclamation woke up Xu Lin, who seemed to be sleeping. He raised his head suddenly, but he was shocked. Did he have an epiphany just now?  But reality pulled him back just right, because he saw that the exclamation came from Mingru.  A stream of blood gushes out from the chest of Master Qingxu, sprays out, and drips onto Xu Lin's face. It is hot, just like his character who would rather be broken than destroyed. Behind him,  Mingru's sword stabbed the four-eyed monster crazily.  It was the first time that Xu Lin saw Ming Ru being so heartbroken, and it was also the first time that he felt that that person seemed to be leaving him. In his distracted eyes, Xu Lin saw his own shadow. He saw  The man was looking at him, as if he wanted to say something to him, but Xu Lin couldn't hear him. Suddenly, for some reason, he became afraid of hearing the man's voice.  At that moment, Xu Lin's face began to distort, and when a monstrous sword intent was unleashed, the four-eyed man who was able to block Mingru's sword with ease suddenly changed his face, but not yet.  By the time he reacted, a sword filled with endless killing intent had already reached his face.  The arm of the four-eyed weirdo inserted into the chest of Master Qingxu was suddenly shaken. Master Qingxu was about to be completely shattered, but Mingru used all his strength to snatch it away.  But similarly, due to excessive consumption, Mingru's body fell from a high altitude together with Master Qingxu without the support of Dao Li Yuan Qi.  A blood shadow suddenly flashed out, just above Master Qingxu, tightly wrapped around the two of them and appeared on the ground in a flash.  At the same time, Lu Zhennan and Master Qinghong came forward again, forcing the four-eyed monster to retreat.  There was no chance to deal with Xu Lin, but the person lying in Xu Lin's arms, the person who led him up the mountain, he did not dare to look at him.  Mingru¡¯s tears were like running water and could not be stopped. She reached out and held the man¡¯s hand that was getting colder, sobbing silently.  Xu Lin lowered his head. When the man raised his cold hand and touched his cheek, two lines of bloody tears flowed out of Xu Lin's blood-red eyes.    "Come back, Fourteenth Old Man!" Master Qingxu's voice was very weak and hoarse, but it lacked the cold eyebrows and the gentleness in his eyes, which made Xu Lin's body begin to tremble involuntarily.  For a long time, Xu Lin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out. He looked at the extremely weak body in his arms, looked at the face as pale as paper, looked at him  The firmness between his brows no longer existed, and Xu Lin's eyes began to blur.  "Before Lao Shisan came down the mountain, he said to his master, the younger brother just lost his way for a moment. I have stayed on the mountain for a long time and am familiar with the roads. I will be able to bring him back soon. When the time comes, master, you will keep him facing the wall.  , and then we will eat delicious food every day in the place where he faces the wall, cook a large table of dishes, and satisfy him to death. At that time, the master will admit his mistake without you saying anything. " Mingru's sobs became more intense.  Even bigger, she held his hand tightly, fearing that if she let go, she would never be able to hold it again.  A violent cough caused a strange blush to appear on Qingxu's pale face. He smiled miserably, then looked at Xu Lin and said: "I don't blame you as a teacher. I have never blamed you in these years."  But you have been blaming yourself." He looked at Ming Ru and said, "When Lao Qi and Lao Ten were killed by the Demon Sect, I wanted to kill the Demon Sect with my sword, but there was no sect.  As the first master of a sect, there are many things that a teacher cannot do." Qingxu laughed bitterly and laughed at himself: "What can I do?" Qingxu said to Mingru with another wry smile: "So why?  Master has never blamed you for hating me as a master. It¡¯s because I, as a master, have not shouldered the responsibilities that a master should have!¡± Mingru finally cried, her voice was sad, and she looked at Qingxu with tears in her eyes and said:  He couldn't say anything, he just kept shaking his head.  Master Qingxu stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Xu Lin's cheek again, but it dropped down weakly. Xu Lin quickly grabbed the hand, sobbed for a long time, and finally shouted hoarsely: "  Master" Xu Lin hugged the body that had no warmth at all, as if he saw the Wangyue Peak that had always haunted him, and the master with a solemn face under the Huangzi Porch,  The old Thirteen, who had always been smiling playfully, turned his pale face into something as red as blood jade. He looked up at the sky, at the figures fighting each other, hugging his master tightly, his eyes wide.  Blood red.
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