It's the voice of the Master!

Chang Yi, who was originally tired, immediately lifted his spirits and responded anxiously in Zhihai, "Master, is it you?" ”

"It's you, isn't it?"

"Changyi, go back." Zhihai's voice sounded again, heavy and tired, "It's dangerous here, it's not the place for you to come. ”

Of course, Changyi knows that there are dangers here, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life. But compared to the news that Master is still alive, what are these crises?

Listening to the sound of the sound in Zhihai, he almost cried with joy.

Master is still alive!

This is simply the best news he has heard in nearly a hundred years!

"Master, where are you now?" Chang Yi pinched the breath trick, dodged left and right to avoid the flickering tentacles, and kept asking anxiously in the sea of knowledge,

The voice of the sea disappeared again.

Changyi shouted a few times in succession, but still did not respond.

Even the aura that he had sensed before disappeared with him.

"Master?" Chang Yi's heart sank.

His master has always been considerate and caring for his disciples, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a reason, he would never leave the disciples there and make the disciples worry.

Master must have stumbled over something, or been trapped by something.

…

As Chang Yi guessed.

In the stone chamber under the sea more than 100 miles away, the embarrassed man who was trapped in chains suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the white-robed old man who suddenly appeared in the stone chamber.

Seeing that his eyes were clear, the white-robed old man frowned.

I don't know what's wrong, but lately, Dao Yuan's time of waking has been getting longer and longer, and the time between each wakefulness has been getting shorter and shorter.

This is not a good sign.

The white-robed old man immediately raised his right hand to control the cold crystal in the stone room to float in front of the man trapped by the chains, and at the same time, his left hand flipped over, and an incense burner appeared in his palm, with three unlit incense sticks inserted in it.

He pointed at the incense burner and blew lightly, and the three incense sticks spontaneously combusted without fire, and a few wisps of white smoke wafted out.

This is a funeral soul incense that confuses the mind, from the ancestor of the Yue family in Qiluo City, and has long been lost.

Looking at the entire cultivation realm, only he still had a box in his hand.

If it weren't for the fact that it had reached the most critical juncture now, he would be reluctant to take out this incense that would be one less than one stick.

"Soul Burial Incense." The embarrassed man trapped in the chains obviously recognized the incense as well.

His face turned cold, and he said in a heavy tone: "Back then, the ancestor ordered all the soul burial incense to be destroyed, but I didn't expect you to ignore the order of the ancestor and hide such forbidden things privately. ”

"Huh." The white-robed old man sneered, "Do you think that the ancestor ordered the destruction of the soul burial incense in order to cultivate peace and stability in the true realm?" Naive. ”

As he spoke, he had already stopped snorting, and with that, he waved his hand and sent the white smoke from the censer in the direction of the chain.

The embarrassed man trapped in chains is not good in secret.

He might be able to restrain his mind and avoid the gaze that stares at Han Jing, so that he does not fall into hatred. But with the addition of soul burial incense, he may not be able to keep his mind.

He didn't know exactly how he planned it, but he had a rough idea of what he was planning. After a few sobers, listening to what Daoming said, what he was planning should have reached the last moment.

He was an important part of his plan.

No matter what his plan really is, he can't let him succeed!

Especially now, several of his disciples are also in the Wuxiang Sea, his life may have been given up three hundred years ago, and he has survived to this day, if he can keep the safety of several disciples, it will be worth it!

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the bloody taste in his mouth instantly expanded several times compared to before.

One breath, two breaths.

After three breaths, the white-robed old man waved his sleeves and moved the 10,000-year-old cold crystal to the man's eyes, and at the same time cast a spell to reflect the scene of Bihua's death and being bled and beheaded on the surface of the cold crystal.

The illusion dissipated, and the eyes of the man facing the cold crystal were still clear.

The white-robed old man was secretly surprised.

In the past so many years, using the scene of the fall of Bihua to stimulate Dao Yuan has been tried and tested, and today, with the burial soul incense, it should be twice the result with half the effort.

He never thought he would fail.

But Daoyuan's clear and bright eyes at this time clearly told him that he had failed. Whether it was the illusion he created or the soul burial incense, it was useless.

How is this possible?

Demonizing that bead is only one last step away.

He only needed a little more black qi to make that bead fall into darkness completely.

"Bihua has only been dead for three hundred years, have you already forgotten her?"

"Now you are indifferent to her death, you are so cold-hearted and cold-blooded, can you be worthy of Bihua, who is deeply in love with you?"

"I can't imagine that Senior Brother can still say such a crooked reason." The man trapped in the chains tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a sarcastic smile, "If I am really blinded by hatred, I will use it for you and forget who the real enemy is, and I will be ashamed of Bihua." ”

As the man spoke, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The white-robed old man was stunned, and immediately flew forward, came to the man, and grabbed his wrist.

In the next moment, his eyes widened, and he said angrily, "You actually cut off your heart and burned your soul, you don't want to die?" ”

"Senior brother laughed."

The man's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Breaking the heart and destroying the soul, naturally your life cannot be saved." ”

The question asked by the white-robed old man was almost equivalent to nonsense.

There is no one in this world who can survive after the blood and blood of the people are gone, and the soul is burned out.

He didn't want to live either.

If he can sabotage TD's plan before he dies, his life will be worth it.

"Crazy, you're crazy." For the first time, the white-robed old man showed a nervous expression.

In his plan, he envisioned a variety of ways to deal with the unexpected.

But these accidents did not include Daoyuan's sudden soberness and determination to commit suicide.

Didn't he always want to keep this life and make what he did public?

He is not afraid that he will die, and the truth will bury the sea forever?

As he spoke, the white-robed old man waved his hand to loosen the chains, took out a Heart Protector Pill, clasped the man's cheek, and forced the pill into the man's mouth.

"Daoyuan, you and my senior brother, you know that senior brother doesn't want your life. If you live, you can be let go after the senior brother is completed, and then you will still be the ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect, and the entire sect and even the entire cultivation realm will obey you. ”

"If you die, I will not be able to ascend to the upper realm at most, and your bones will sink to the bottom of the sea forever, and when I return to the sect, I will still be revered, and those disciples of yours will ......"

The white-robed old man didn't finish his words, but the threat in his words was already very obvious.

If he didn't do what he said, he would have to let the remaining disciples of Luxia Peak be buried for his half-failed plan!

In the face of this threat.

The man trapped in the chains only looked at him coldly, "There is no impermeable wall in the world, senior brother, your plan will not succeed." ”

"Sooner or later, your true colors will be known to the world."

"And this day will not be too far away."