"Master's anger! The disciple knew that he had lost his words, but it was indeed because he was in a hurry. ”

"Because... Because the disciples are also called! ”

"I just want to know what I'm fighting for!"

Yi Xing was so anxious that there were tears in his eyes, and he suddenly ripped off the bandages on his hands, revealing a bright red mark.

The mark was like a bloodthirsty spell, faintly radiating brilliance, firmly imprinted on the boy's wrist.

Ming Shiyin's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time. He was stunned for a few seconds before he spoke.

"I'll find a way to remove the mark for you."

After thinking about it, Ming Shiyin said in a deep voice. His brows furrowed, and his face was very unsightly. He felt that Yixing should not be involved in this fight.

"Thank you, Master, for thinking about the disciple, but the disciple doesn't want to withdraw from this competition!"

"I want to know the truth, the truth of all this!"

"About the land of the King Continent, the deepest secret!"

Yi Xing's eyes widened longingly, looking at the beloved master in front of him.

Master said that the world is like chess, and there is an infinite universe within the nineteen paths.

So where is he now? Where is this vast universe? Who set up his chess game?

Yi Xing had too many doubts in his heart that needed to be answered, and the unknown in the Cloud Breaking Hall gave him a chance to solve his doubts.

"You're too weak."

Ming Shiyin said unceremoniously.

Not to mention Di Renjie's skills, it is Fox Jun, Marco Polo, and the people of the Great Wall are very difficult.

Yi Xing's strength is too weak, and he is not optimistic.

"Master, the disciple knows that his strength is weak!"

"But I know what Master is craving."

"Isn't Master just trying to open the door of the Cloud Breaking Palace?"

"Isn't this why you went to Di Renjie several times?"

"The disciple is willing to go to the soup for the master!"

"Master doesn't have to rely on others from now on!"

Yi Xing trembled and looked up at Ming Shiyin, his eyes shining with expectation.

He desperately wanted to solve all the doubts in his heart, including the origin of the master who was never willing to go into details.

"Let's talk about it."

Ming Shiyin sighed lightly.

He picked up half of the tea left on the wooden table and took a sip.

The tea is cold, slightly bitter, and the finely crushed tea leaves sink shallowly at the bottom of the cup.

Just like his mind now, he couldn't breathe.

He was extremely eager to open the door of the Cloud Breaking Palace, but he knew that it was not easy to die in this matter.

"Master! Di Renjie is just an outsider! ”

"Would you rather believe him than your disciple?"

"If you are willing to give your spiritual power to the disciple, the disciple will definitely survive to the end!"

Yi Xing knelt on the ground and raised his head, looking at Ming Shiyin pleadingly, Sven's clean face was full of sadness.

"Although the ghost peony can provide spiritual power, its aura is confusing and difficult to control. If your own cultivation is not enough, you can only be counterattacked. You, no. ”

Ming Shiyin shook his head, his slender eyes solemn.

At that time, he poisoned Di Renjie's tea and cast a spell, thinking that he would first open up the breath of the connection between the two, so that in the future, when they joined forces, their spiritual power could be greatly improved.

In this way, the two of them are invincible, defeat everyone, and enter the Cloud Breaking Hall as easily.

As for why he didn't tell Di Renjieming, it was because he felt that Di Renjie would not agree at all.

Because of the previous few times, whether he was in the Ming Mansion to talk about joining forces or giving money to Wuyin Temple, Di Renjie refused, and he was very prejudiced against him.

Ming Shiyin was also so angry that he had a chest tightness and headache.

Thinking that the lure could not be achieved, he simply became a bad guy and coerced, thinking that he could win over Di Renjie.

Which Cheng thought that Di Renjie was actually a master who didn't eat hard and soft, and he didn't say anything about hurting him and running away, but also thinking of various ways to disconnect the two.

Now Yi Xing proposed to let him connect the aura of the ghost peony to him, but Ming Shiyin thought it was not feasible.

The ghost peony is both a deadly poison and a source of great power.

Although the person who is connected can immediately obtain the support of powerful spiritual power, at the same time, it is very easy to be confused by the aura of the ghost peony, fall into the illusion, lose his mind and be manipulated.

For example, people like Di Renjie are profound in cultivation and extremely strong-minded.

It is unlikely that he will be confused by the aura of the ghost peony, and there will be no defection, so he is more assured.

But Yi Xing's cultivation is still shallow, and he is a young man, and his mind is not strong. It is very easy to get lost in desire and be devoured.

Ming Shiyin sighed lightly in thought, and his slender fingers tapped the table twice, as if he was still thinking carefully.

"Master! Do you really believe that Di Renjie can help you? ”

"Why are you so attached to him? The disciple's qualifications are no worse than him! ”

Yi Xing said emotionally, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes turned out to be a pleading look.

Yi Xing clearly knew how powerful Ming Shiyin was, if the master was willing to help him, no one in Chang'an City would be his opponent.

He didn't understand why the master was stubborn and wanted to join forces with Di Renjie. Is there anything Di Renjie can't replace?

Unless! There is something on Di Renjie's body that has something to do with the Cloud Breaking Palace!

"The teacher's mind has been decided, and it is useless for you to say more."

Ming Shiyin's white face was emotionless, and his shining silver hair made him a little cool.

He could see that Yi Xing was desperate to become stronger, but he still felt that Yi Xing was not the right person for him to team up.

Moreover, Yi Xing only saw the ghost peony connection and convey spiritual power, and his strength increased greatly.

But I don't know that if I am not careful, I will go crazy and lose my will. And can a person who lives without a will still be considered a human being? A puppet at best.

Ming Shiyin is unwilling to take such a risk as a beloved disciple.

"Disciple understood."

"But the disciple wants to tell the master, if the master changes his mind one day."

"The disciple is still willing to be connected, even if he becomes a puppet in the end, it doesn't matter!"

"I want to fulfill my wish for Master, and I also want to solve my doubts."

Yi Xing gritted his teeth, looked at Ming Shiyin earnestly, and said word by word.

Yi Xing wanted to know everything and what was the truth behind it.

He wants to be an omniscient person like Master and Ming Shiyin, not a flower raised in a greenhouse. Play chess and drink tea every day.

He didn't want to live his life in a mess. Rather, I want to be a person who understands the world, whether it is the past or the future, I want to hold it firmly in my hands.

Ming Shiyin raised his eyes to look at Yixing who was kneeling in front of him, and his straight figure saw that he was a little thin, and he was indeed a weak young man.

Ming Shiyin's heart was slightly touched.

Yi Xing is the person he adopted and raised, and today seeing Yi Xing's sincere words and wanting to fulfill his wish for him, Ming Shiyin felt that Yi Xing had not been in vain all these years.

There was a slight relief in his slender eyes.

It's just that the Cloud Breaking Hall is very important, and it is extremely dangerous.

Although Yi Xing guessed some, it wasn't all.

In the final analysis, Ming Shiyin was unwilling to get involved in this dark and bloody contest. There was a rare mixture of melancholy in his usual breezy countenance.

"Yi Xing, you should understand your identity."

"You are the descendant of the Duke of England, and I will not be forgiven if I put you in danger."

Ming Shiyin said slowly, with a hesitant look in his eyes.

Tapping the fingertips on the table, he lifted it slightly, and stopped.