Shuangcheng has never forgotten Jì, the person she once called her master.

In this life, her life began with Master.

The master calculated her fortune, sent her to reincarnation, and then guarded her for a year, and took her away when she was born.

The parents of this body just gave her a container, while the master gave her life.

In her heart, Master is her parents, her relatives, and her faith.

When she was ten years old, Master sent her to Danxiao Temple and left.

She waited year after year, not waiting for the master to come back, but she slowly remembered the events of her previous life.

She was confused for a long time, not knowing where she should go, and not knowing how to face Master. Unexpectedly, she struggled for so long, but in the end, she couldn't wait for the master to come back.

Shuangcheng closed his eyes and remembered the situation when he returned to Danxiao Temple thousands of years ago.

"Uncle Shi, I'm ...... Can you ask a question? ”

Lingyu looked at Shuangcheng with a hesitant face, and said with a smile: "I want to ask your master?" ”

Shuangcheng nodded slowly: "Hmm." I...... A few days ago, I sensed, is something wrong with Master? ”

Lingyu was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Your master has been on a business trip and has encountered a lot of trouble. ”

"And where is he now?"

Lingyu sighed: "I don't know either. In fact, she thought about directly detonating the main talisman, but in that case, Fan Xianshu would really disappear. She really didn't want to do that unless she had to.

He ...... Can you still come back? ”

Lingyu smiled: "Didn't he promise you?" ”

Shuangcheng lowered his head. Yes, Master promised her. Will come to her.

"If it's fate, I'll see you again."

Shuangcheng returned to the Cangming realm, thinking about this sentence in his heart.

If there is a fate, if there is a fate. Is she really still related to Master? The problems between them are too complex to sort out. Her previous life, and his previous life, had such entanglements. And he seemed to her only because he had received the feelings of his previous life. However, Shuangcheng doesn't think that he is still clear-minded. She left a part of her memory. But there are no feelings. Maybe. In the explosion of the collapse of the Guanghan Realm, Mingxin had exhausted her feelings.

She came up with her own calculations. If there is anything left over from her body, it is probably the talent of divination. After the incarnation. Her hexagram is extremely accurate. There are very few mistakes.

Count the chips and throw them out. The hexagram shown made her sit for a long time.

The next day, news came out from Musou Island. Wushuang real people open the door to accept apprentices. Not a miscellaneous disciple, nor a registered disciple, but a formal disciple.

Three years later, a man named Mu Fan came to Wushuang Island with two teenagers.

For thousands of years, Shuangcheng looked at it coldly. This person named Mu Fan has too many traces of him on his body. The way he does things, the carefulness with which he treats Xiaolu, and the calmness in front of her.

Is that him? Is it really him? If not, why does it feel so much like it? If so, why is he here?

What happened to Master? Could it be ...... Is this his doppelganger?

Mu Fan's growth speed surprised Shuangcheng. She already knew that the person in her previous life was the most outstanding genius in the human world, which was deeply reflected in Mu Fan. His incarnation age was even younger than hers. Now, she is only in the middle stage of transforming into a god, and with his cultivation speed, he will definitely catch up with her before refining the void.

Shuangcheng didn't know what to think, and he wasn't sure if this person was a master or not.

She didn't promise Mu Fan, but the relationship between the two changed significantly.

Mu Fan no longer regarded her as a master, and she did not refuse his closeness.

On the unparalleled island, such as the fairy couple.

Sometimes, Shuangcheng thinks about how good it would be if it was really Master. Thousands of years ago, he gave her a new lease of life and took her as an apprentice. And now, she repaid him.

The affection is gone, and all that remains is the simple emotion between the two people.

He no longer remembered who she was, and he didn't love her because of Mingxin. Those complicated pasts are all thrown away in the past and scattered with the wind. The rest are just her, and Mu Fan, these two people.

Another thousand years have passed, and the two have refined the void one after another.

The big waves are sweeping the sand, generation after generation, and now in Xingluohai, except for those old monks, no one remembers Mu Fan as her disciple. The world says that on the island of Wushuang, there is a couple of unequaled couples.

On the day when Mu Fan was refining the void, he prepared fine wine in the small building between the cliffs of Wushuang Island.

The waterfall falls at your feet, and in the distance you float like a misty mountain.

Mu Fan raised his glass: "Master, this cup is a tribute to your years of teaching. ”

Shuangcheng did not refuse, picked up the wine glass, and handed it to his lips.

Then I heard him say, "...... After this cup, the relationship between you and me is severed. ”

Shuangcheng looked up at him.

Mu Fan also looked at her with a focused expression: "From now on, I won't call you Master anymore." ”

She didn't move, and Mu Fan didn't move. His eyes were gentle and persistent. After all these years, he still hasn't given up.

In this look, Shuangcheng saw a lot of things, her heart moved, closed her eyes, raised her head and drank the glass of wine.

The liquor went down the throat and burned hotly.

Shuangcheng had the urge to cry. He is the Master, and he must be the Master. She had only seen such a look in her master.

Tears slid down, but the person was held in his arms.

Shuangcheng closed his eyes and tears rolled down.

I can't tell what it's like in my heart at the moment, but I feel that after so many years, my heart has finally settled down. It's Master, it's really Master.

Before she knew it, her mind was confused.

By the time I woke up, night had fallen.

She lay on the cliff, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a sky full of stars.

"Awake?" A familiar and unfamiliar voice came.

Shuangcheng pressed his aching head and slowly sat up. She saw Mu Fan standing on the edge of the cliff, his wide sleeves raised in the night wind, like a huge bird with black wings.

She seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water all of a sudden, and her originally fiery heart slowly cooled down.

"You ......"

Mu Fan laughed. His laughter, as well as his voice. Familiar and unfamiliar.

She said familiar because the way she laughed was what she was used to, and she said strange because there seemed to be something different in it.

Coolness climbed up from the soles of Shuangcheng's feet, like a cold hand, grabbing her legs and slowly climbing up.

"Who are you?" Shuangcheng let out a low voice, and then found out in horror that his true yuan was actually controlled. Can't even lift it!

Mu Fan chuckled: "I'm Mu Fan!" Or who do you think I am? Fan Xianshu? ”

Shuangcheng finally knew where that fear came from. He actually knew Fan Xianshu! How did he know?

"You ......"

"Curious how I know?" Mu Fan spoke first.

Shuangcheng closed his mouth.

"Because. This is his body! ”

Shuangcheng's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Mu Fan in front of him. Master's ...... Body?

"Hahahaha......" Mu Fan laughed out loud, and a starry sky pattern appeared on his body. Little by little. In the end, he became the appearance of Fan Xianshu.

Shuangcheng looked at him stupidly. This moment. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad. After looking forward to it for so many years, she finally saw Master again, but Master ......

"Who the hell are you? What happened to Master? ”

Mu Fan - Jian Bufan held his hands behind his back. looked at Shuangcheng in front of him, and his eyes showed nostalgia: "How good it would be if you knew your heart......"

This reincarnation is different from the last time, and the Shuangcheng in front of you is also different from the Shuangcheng in the previous life. Mingxin ruined his feelings in that explosion, and most of his memories, this Shuangcheng is a newborn Shuangcheng, and it can't become Mingxin.

There were a lot of things flowing in Jian Bufan's eyes, like love and hate, and finally laughed.

His laughter was eerie and creepy.

Hearing Mingxin's name, Shuangcheng suddenly understood: "Are you Jian Bufan?" ”

Jian Bufan chuckled, walked up to her, squatted down, and reached out to touch her face, but the result could only be thrown away by Shuangcheng.

Jian Bufan laughed: "You are really different from Mingxin. ”

Shuangcheng said coldly: "Of course I'm different from her. Mingxin is dead, and she has perished along with the Guanghan Realm. If I'm not mistaken, it seems that the reason why she ended up like this is because of you. ”

Jian Bufan still looked at her with a smile: "It's okay, Mingxin is gone, I'll let you go and bury her......" The voice was as soft as a whisper, as if with infinite affection.

Shuangcheng sneered and sneered: "What are you pretending to be affectionate and meaningful? The person who harmed Mingxin like that is obviously you. Can you get rid of your guilt by sprinkling your anger on us? ”

"I'm not guilty!" Jian Bufan chuckled, staring at her and Mingxin's faces that were both similar and different, "Is there any conflict between me killing Mingxin and letting you be buried with me?" Who said it was revenge? ”

Shuangcheng's lips moved, but he didn't speak, he could only stare at Jian Bufan incredulously.

After a long time, she spat out a sentence: "You are such a madman!" ”

Jian Bufan laughed: "Crazy? In the eyes of you people, I'm a madman. Anyway, I don't expect you to understand me. ”

Shuangcheng glared at him fiercely for a long time, and couldn't help but ask again: "What about my master?" What did you do to my master? ”

"I'm alive, of course he's dead." Jian Bufan stood up, "Between me and him, we are the same true spirit, and we can only live one, you should know about this, right?" ”

Shuangcheng knows. After she turned into a god, Lingyu no longer hid anything from her. Lingyu said that she was a disciple of Fan Xianshu and his only relative, and she was qualified to know a thing about him. It's just that there are some things that she can't understand with her current realm, so Lingyu simply mentioned it.

At this moment, hearing Jian Bufan say the word "dead" lightly, the anger buried in her heart suddenly ignited.

"My master is dead? So what are you doing here? It took two thousand years to lurk around me, don't tell me that you don't have a plan! ”

Jian Bufan looked at her gaze with a faint appreciation: "It is worthy of the reincarnation of Mingxin." Yes, I came to Wushuang Island, of course, for a purpose. ”

His gaze made Shuangcheng creepy: "You ......"

Jian Bufan chuckled lightly and slowly stretched out his hand: "I left something on Mingxin's body, I wasn't sure if it was transferred to you, but it was finally confirmed just now." God really still treats me well, Mingxin only left a little Yuan Ling, and my things are still kept. ”

Seeing his outstretched hand, Shuangcheng couldn't help but want to step back. But her true yuan stagnated, and after only moving a little, her body was frozen, and she watched Jian Bufan's hand reach out to her.

Simple and extraordinary things remain in Mingxin, in the Yuan Spirit...... Shuangcheng intuitively felt fear.

"Don't move." Jian Bufan's voice was gentle, "It won't hurt too much, it'll be fine in a while." ”

Shuangcheng's neck was choked by him, and his other hand reached into her heart.

"Ah......" The heart-rending pain occurred in the next moment. Shuangcheng only felt that something had been stripped out of her primordial spirit alive.

Jian Bufan let go of her, and Shuangcheng fell to the ground, his consciousness still awake, and the pain was still there.

Master, Master...... With tears in her eyes, she silently recited her faith in her heart, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain of being split in half. She has to endure it, she must endure it, she doesn't believe that the master is really dead, she must survive, waiting for the day when she will see him again.

Jian Bufan's palm was lying with a ball of golden light, a faint color, but it seemed to contain infinite vitality.

He sighed and said, "Don't blame me, if there was no such thing, when the Guanghan Realm exploded, the Yuan Spirit of Mingxin would have been completely destroyed, and there would be no existence of you." So, you are alive thanks to me. ”

"Okay, you can go in peace. Live a thousand more years, and you've earned it. Jian Bufan smiled and stretched out his hand, pinching Shuangcheng's neck again, and was about to force-

A sword light, as if coming from the void, suddenly appeared and slashed from the top of his head.

The stars on Jian Bufan's body flashed, and he quickly retreated.

But the sword roar still sounded, and a deep crack was cut out of his star world.

At the same time, a blue light appeared, wrapping the two in one, quickly repairing her injuries.

A crack was torn open in the space, and Lingyu's figure appeared.

She looked at Jian Bufan with a smile: "Do you really think I'm defenseless? Although I'm not good at the art of deduction, your cultivation has not recovered, and it is a little difficult to cover it up. ”

Jian Bufan's face was calm, he looked at a purple-clothed figure stepping out of the crack in the space, and smiled gloomily: "Huaisu, what if you are prepared?" It's a pity you're late, I've got what I wanted. ”

Seeing the light in his palm, Lingyu's face sank.

Jian Bufan was even more proud: "You two, I can't beat you, so I won't fight with you." Let's go! ”

"Don't think!" Lingyu scolded, and the magic circle appeared in his way.

At the same time, Xu Rei's sword aura fell.

Time stood still for a moment, and the sword qi slashed down, setting off wild waves in the waters of Wushuang Island, and Jian Bufan had disappeared without a trace.

"Let him run again!" Lingyu was depressed.

"Mahayana monk, how can you stay so well?" Xu Cheng was very calm, "Especially if he is Jian Bufan." ”

yes, especially since he's Jane Bufan.

"Teacher, uncle......" In the blue light, there was a double voice.

Lingyu beckoned, loosening the restraints on her.

Shuangcheng's injuries had been repaired by Lingyu, but she still felt extremely painful in her heart, she looked at Lingyu and burst into tears: "My master is ...... Is it really dead? (To be continued......)