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Under the Lanyue Pavilion, the Phantom Dust Master wearing a pale gray Dao robe with a coarse cloth texture was already standing there at some point. The hosta is not topped, a big bun is gently pulled on the head, two strands of black hair are gently hanging on the shoulders, a little cinnabar at the center of the eyebrows, the age looks only about thirty, the end is jade skin and condensed skin, simple and dignified, and graceful.

Although this appearance looks young, in fact, if you dig deeper, she is already nearly a thousand years old, not that she has the ability to stay on her face, but that she has a great way to leave her worries and paths, so the years have not left a trace on her face, only the grace and elegance are more and more natural.

She stood there, in the cold moonlight, full of the kindness of the elderly, and her posture was extremely dusty and compassionate.

Duanmu Ningque's cultivation is almost the best among her peers, and she is also quite conceited, but when Shizun is standing behind her today, she is completely unaware, her heart trembles, and she secretly says, I am afraid that Shizun's cultivation has improved again during this time.

Hurriedly turned around and saluted the master. The Phantom Dust Master waved his long sleeves and said softly: "That's it, Duanmu, when am I behind you, but you don't notice?"

Duanmu Ningque is a person who can't lie, but he never thought that Shizun would ask such a question, so he couldn't help but be stunned, so he lowered his head and said, "No...... It's a futile ......."

Master Illusion Dust interrupted Duanmu Ningque's words with a wave of his hand, but his voice was a little stern: "Duanmu, my cultivation and state of mind, I know, if I am ten zhang away from you, maybe you can't feel it, but now it's just a little bit less, but you don't notice it at all, but why?"

Duanmu Ningque's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Master, don't be angry...... I've been lazy these days...... Neglect to practice...... "Duanmu Ningque was not good at words in the first place, and she cherished words like gold in plain life, and today's words have already made her a little overwhelmed.

Master Taiyi sighed: "Duanmu, don't you want these prevarications on me, your temperament, others don't know, how can I, as a master, not know, if you say that you are lazy and tired, delaying your cultivation, but I am the first to disbelieve." As a teacher, I have repeatedly warned you and your sisters and sisters that no matter when, where, or under any circumstances, you must maintain the sharpest insight, and only in this way can you turn defeat into victory in the most dangerous places. Today is your master behind you, if he is the day, you face those demon demons alone, I am afraid that at this time you have already encountered an accident! Now you're still practicing for a short time!"

Duanmu Ningque only heard cold sweat, and hurriedly turned over and bowed down: "Master's teachings, Duanmu is engraved in his heart." ”

The Phantom Dust Master only made a gesture of support to her, and Duanmu Ningque felt that there was an invisible force that made her unable to resist and was gently helped up.

Huanchen smiled kindly and said: "Today's matter, maybe I was too harsh, I just looked at you from a distance, I was restless, the six gods have no master, and I saw Cangli suddenly unsheathed and roared, pointing to the northwest, but you are even more chaotic, Duanmu, can you tell me what is going on?"

Huanchen's words were tepid, word by word, but he showed a meaningful smile towards Duanmu Ningque, looking at her demeanor, I was afraid that she would guess the reason for this, but she didn't point it out, just waiting for Duanmu Ningque to answer.

Duanmu Ningque Ren never thought that Shizun would have such a question, and there was a sudden nervousness in her heart, she knew that Shizun had always had concerns about that person, and she had hoped that she could kill that person more than once, and she also knew that that person and her were destined to be entangled constantly, and the three big words of illusion and calamity, since Duanmu Ningque knew about it, it became a big stone in her heart.

If it weren't for her identity, or because it was Mo Youfeng's disciple, Lu Wujian was involved in an extremely calf-protective Lu Wujian, if she had the courage to kill that young man, I am afraid that Lu Wujian would not give up.

If it weren't for these, I am afraid that the black-clothed young man would have been in this world long since Phantom Chen knew the secret method he cultivated. Even if the boy is still alive and well, she has never broken off her desire to kill him. Thinking about it, there is nothing to blame her, when this young man originally entered the Sect of Leaving Sorrow, the Phantom Dust Master was too because of his pure nature, and felt that his background was pitiful, so he originally had a lot of intentions.

However, by chance, she learned the secret of the young man's cultivation of the mind, and although she couldn't bear the young man, she made up her mind to kill him if necessary.

So she secretly told Duanmu Ningque that it was appropriate to tell her to go under the Lanyue Pavilion that day and night, and suddenly kill the young man while he was unprepared.

Originally, she thought that the young man's cultivation was slight, and it would be effortless for Duanmu Ningque to kill him, but when she waited for Duanmu to come back in the Duanmu room, she saw her sad face and crumpled liver and intestines, and she already knew everything in her heart.

The phantom catastrophe has been triggered silently, looking at this girl's heartache, I am afraid that she has fallen in love with that young man, and I am afraid that this love is no longer able to turn back. Although Duanmu Ningque has a cold temperament from childhood to adulthood, he is the supreme and filial piety to the master, and never violates the will of the master.

Now that she has returned from the rain in despair, it is the first time that she has violated her wishes, and I am afraid that it will be better to let Duanmu kill him.

Phantom Chen also thought that he had secretly killed the young man, and there was no proof that Lu Wujian was dead. But thinking that this little apprentice Duanmu is unparalleled in intelligence, she must be able to guess that she killed the young man, and according to her temperament, she may not make a big fuss, but I am afraid that the relationship between master and apprentice is already strange.

Therefore, the disposition of the young man had to be put aside, but although the phantom calamity was invisible, it affected the minds of the two more and more.

Since that moonlit night, Duanmu Ningque, who was already extremely cold, has become even more silent, locking herself in the quiet room, and it is difficult to see her figure in the entire Phantom Worry Peak.

Phantom Dust didn't know Duanmu Ningque's thoughts, so she was even more worried, she knew that the Phantom Tribulation was one of the four major death tribulations of life, death, love, and hatred in this world, and among the four major death tribulations, this illusory calamity was the most painful. Unless one of them dies in the calamity, the calamity will cause the two of them to fall deeper and deeper, and they will be miserable for the rest of their lives, like a body attached to a bone.

It's just that although Phantom Chen has the intention to kill the young man, there are all kinds of obstacles, so he hesitates and delays here, fortunately, the young man has been in the Divorce Sect for the past five years, and there is no fault for it, except for this time the disciples were involved in a murderous turmoil, and the person who died was Ouyang Yue, the young master of the four major cultivation families, provoked the children of the four major families, and jointly asked Jian Gu Ling Yijian to come to the Leaving Worry Sect to ask the guilt of the Leaving Worry Sect and was threatened by many parties, and finally overturned. Fortunately, the young man and Duanmu Ningque, Chu Xiao and other young juniors desperately guarded them, and they turned the danger into safety when they left the worrying sect.

First, this murder case is confusing, whether it was the young man's actions is still in the second place, and second, the young man killed the enemy desperately in front of the palace of sorrow, and he regretted that Ouyang Tiande, the head of the Ouyang family, was almost dead with three palms. That righteousness and unyielding made everyone feel unmoved.

There is no reason for Phantom Dust to kill him, and he secretly praises in his heart that if he is not Duanmu's Tribulation, but he is also a model for his juniors, he will weaken his heart to kill him.

However, although the desire to kill him weakened, it did not mean that Phantom Dust gave up, if he really threatened his beloved disciple Duanmu Ningque, Phantom Dust did not hesitate to risk the world's condemnation to kill him. It was expected that in the eyes of the head of her Phantom Worry Peak, that young man was just a mere nameless junior, and if he killed an ant, it would be difficult for the master brother to favor him, but it was impossible for him to turn his face against this insignificant junior.

Duanmu Ningque has been practicing the path of separation from worries with the master since he was a child, how can he not know the mind of the master, in fact, in the rain of Lanyue Pavilion that night, Duanmu Ningque was not so ruthless, she said not to let the young man come to see each other again, and her heart was also full of pain, but the two of them did not see, the young man could not step on the peak of illusion and worry for half a step, presumably the master had nowhere to kill him.

It's just that the sorrow in my heart is poured out, and who do I want to say? I have to give this deep affection to the red leaves in my hand, the song of the red leaves, and the sorrow and compassion, probably because of these.

Seeing the teacher ask each other today, Duanmu already had a thousand thoughts in his heart in an instant. I'm afraid that the master has more or less seen these clues. Now, judging from the abnormal movement of the Cangli Divine Sword, he is afraid that he has encountered an unprecedented danger, and if he let the master know, he will not have any reason to survive.

In any case, it is impossible for the master to know everything.

With a decision, Duanmu Ningque lightly pursed his lips, and his voice suddenly returned to its original coldness: "Master...... Nothing to do...... It may be that Fang Cai is a disciple of the sword, but he thinks that his cultivation is poor, and he is too aggressive...... So...... So ......"

In the end, the voice was as thin as a mosquito, and although the starry eyes were as cold as water, they no longer dared to look at the master in front of them.

She has such a cold temperament, and she is unwilling to socialize with all the teachers and sisters on weekdays, even if she has told a lie, today's situation is the first time in her life, and it is very difficult for her.

"Smack-" slapped the pavilion pillar in front of him, and the Phantom Dust Master interrupted Duanmu Ningque's words and said, "So...... So what? Duanmu, are you ignorant of being a teacher? Don't forget that the Cangli Divine Sword is for the teacher and yours, if you don't want it, I can take it back!"

After that, the Phantom Dust Master was already full of voice.

Only this time, Duanmu Ningque's heart was like falling into an ice cave, and her body couldn't help but kneel again, but when she knelt down, she had already made a decision in her heart, and her expression and eyes returned to the indifference of the past.

Not sad or happy, he said slowly: "The apprentice is not good, please punish the master, but if the apprentice is not a last resort, he will never deceive the master!"

The voice was cold, and I couldn't hear the slightest sadness or joy.

The Phantom Dust Master was already a little angry, and pointed to Duanmu Ning Que, who was kneeling like this in front of him, and said angrily: "Duanmu, I watched you grow up, your temperament is pure, and you will never make something out of nothing, but today you lie to me for him, as a last resort?

Duanmu Ningque is still like that, not in a hurry or slowly, and said quietly: "It may not be difficult to escape, but it is also a matter of life and death......" After that, the original cold expression suddenly had a more sadness, and he kowtowed upwards and said: "Master, since the return of that rainy night, the disciple is thinking of him in his heart, looking at him in front of him, and dreaming of him in his sleep, the disciple has never cared so much about a person, the disciple is not not disobedient to the teacher's advice, and he also knows that this person is the illusory calamity of the apprentice's life, and the person who should be robbed will not die, and the illusory calamity will not be broken for a day." Therefore, the judgment cannot have anything to do with him. ”

Phantom Dust said coldly: "Do you still know ......?"

"However, the apprentice keeps chopping, and the apprentice can't forget, Master, he is pure-hearted, and he is by no means a vicious person, how can he fall into the devil's way? The apprentice knows that the master treats me like a mountain, and it is impossible for the disciple to disobey the will of the master because of him, so even if I can't let go of him, I can't let go of whether he is lonely in that deserted Mo Youfeng, and I can't let go of whether the demonic heart that erupts at any time will bring him boundless pain, and I can't let go of the dark night, but someone can hold up an oil lamp for him to illuminate his empty room. Master, you know, his experience, since he was born and sensible, he will see day and night from the image of the Cangli Divine Sword, such a simple person, carrying so many pains of life and death, although I cultivate immortals, how can I be ruthless? If I didn't know those things, maybe under that moonlit night, in this Lanyue Pavilion, I killed him with a sword, but now that I know his pain, his suffering, and his life, how can I kill him!" Duanmu Ningque's voice had already begun to tremble a little, and she desperately held back the tears in her eyes, stubbornly not letting it fall.

"Master, I know that you are good to the apprentice, for fear that the apprentice will be burdened by this illusory calamity, therefore, since the apprentice saw him that night, he has already made up his mind, since I can't kill him, nor can I go against the master's painstaking efforts, I can only lock myself in this illusory peak, and dance the red leaves every day, so that I will never have anything to do with it for a lifetime!

Duanmu Ningque suddenly raised his head, and his face was already stained with tears.

Huanchen's heart was suddenly shocked, although this apprentice was plain and cold, but in front of himself, who was a master, he was humble and polite, and he was often smiling.

Moreover, Duanmu Ningque's smile is even more beautiful, she has a cold temperament and rarely smiles, but those few smiles are like the first sun of an iceberg, making people seem to hear the ice water melting, sweet and clear.

However, after she said this, the Phantom Dust Master woke up suddenly.

Yes, the little apprentice in front of him seems to have never shown even the slightest smile since that day, and the coldness in his expression makes people feel the chill from the bottom of their hearts.

With a long sigh, the Phantom Dust Master was a little distressed and wanted to pull Duanmu Ningque up, but Duanmu Ningque was extremely stubborn, no matter how she pulled it, her posture was still so bleak and kneeling, and she never moved for half a minute.

Mrs. Illusion Dust had no choice but to wave her hand and said, "Duanmu, what are you doing? Why did I say again that you would kill him again?" That young man once defended my dignity with his own strength, how can I be a person who doesn't know right from wrong...... It's just Duanmu, the heart method he refined, once it starts, there will be no turning back, do you know?"

Duanmu Ningque just wanted to answer, but felt a pair of warm and powerful hands softly hold her hand that was so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

But seeing that the Phantom Dust Master said too softly: "Duanmu, I asked you that day if you liked that young man, and you said that you just saw him pitiful, but today I want to ask you again, and you also ask yourself, do you really like him?"

This soft sentence made Duanmu Ningque feel as heavy as a mountain, and in his originally cold eyes, he was suddenly sad, suddenly happy, and suddenly confused, and finally his eyes darkened, and he only lowered his head and muttered: "I don't know ......."

"I don't know ?......" The Phantom Dust Master smiled bitterly a few times, and suddenly said: "Idiot, idiot, you just said that you are thinking of him, looking at him in front of you, and dreaming of him in your sleep, it is already like this, but you still don't know it? I'm afraid that you are already uncontrollable, and the illusory calamity has been planted for a long time......"

"I really like him?..." Duanmu Ningque said stupidly, as if talking to himself and as if questioning.

Is this what I like, like this boy who has been watching in the illusion since he was a child, and in reality there have only been a few short contacts?

From childhood to adulthood, she looked at the young man in the virtual image and cried, she also cried, she looked at the young man in the virtual image and laughed, she also laughed, her joys, sorrows and sorrows had long been closely connected with him.

And all this, the young man never knew, the only thing he could remember was that before leaving the palace of sorrow, I didn't believe the words of this unknown senior sister, as well as the life and death of the side by side.

But that's enough, isn't it?

Duanmu Ningque lost his mind slightly, and muttered to himself: "It's good that he likes me, it's good that he doesn't like me, he thinks about him like me...... That's it!"

The Phantom Dust Master shook his head suddenly, and said with a long sigh: "Duanmu Ningque, today the teacher wants you to promise me two things, otherwise the teacher will immediately take the young man's life!"

Duanmu Ningque's body was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Master, please speak, Duanmu obeys orders!"

"Okay, this first, if you don't take his life, forget it, but you can't help him, let him fend for himself, if he bears the backlash of the Silent Demon Heart, count him as a creation, if he is eaten to death by the Silent Demon Heart, you can't help, you may do it!"

Duanmu Ning couldn't help but hesitate, and a few inexplicable lights flashed in his eyes, and in the end, his eyes were still cold, and he only said coldly: "The apprentice can do it!"

The Phantom Dust Master nodded, and continued: "This second, if he is lucky enough to bear the backlash of the Silent Demon Heart, regain his clarity, and go to the right path, that day and earth will be free, the sword will ride the wind, and you can go with him for the master and you, but if he has borne the backlash of the Silent Demon Heart, he will eventually fall into the Demon Dao, and collude with the people of the Demon Sect, if you see him one day, you will be merciless, and you will personally kill him, can you?"

Duanmu Ningque just wanted to answer. Phantom Dust Master Taiyi waved his hand and said, " If he is a demon, Duanmu, do you know that in this world, in addition to the seven heavenly books that can transform the demon heart into the purest aura, the only thing that can be restrained but cannot reverse the attribute of the demon heart is the sword in your hand, now, the young man's cultivation of the demon heart is still shallow, and the cangli in your hand has the effect of cleansing the soul, and can also suppress the evil qi of the demon heart, but the sword is one of the four great swords cast by the ancient Nuwa, and he has been enlightened for half a lifetime, but he can't get the essentials, just use it as a self-defense sword, only you can control this sword by nature, and I have checked a lot of classics for the teacher, and I don't know what is going on, however, Although you can control Cangli, but after all, you can only exert one-twelfth of the power of the Cangli Divine Sword now, and guess for the teacher, if you want to completely control Cangli, you must reach the highest realm of the Infinite Dao of Separation from Worries - it is possible to leave the Infinite Realm of Sorrow Infinite Dao. However, that Infinite Realm, without a hundred years, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve, but the Silent Demon Heart cultivated by that young man is different, and the Demon Dao Exercises have always been based on ruthlessness, shortcuts, and speed, and only focus on the rapid improvement of one's own cultivation, but not the cultivation of the inner mind. Therefore, although you can suppress the Silent Demon Heart at this time, that is, you can suppress it for ten or eight years, one day his Silent Demon Heart will exceed your control over Cangli, and at that time, once he enters the demon, and you are the only one who suppresses him, he will definitely kill you and then quickly!"

Duanmu Ningque knelt on the ground, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion and warmth surged in his heart, it seemed that Shizun was for himself whenever and wherever he was. And he always broke Shizun's heart, and couldn't help but tremble: "Shizun is an apprentice everywhere, don't say what Shizun said, if he really becomes a member of the Demon Sect in the future, Duanmu will not be soft!"

Seeing Duanmu Ning Que like this, the Phantom Dust Master knew that she had understood her hard work, and felt a little relieved in her heart, and said: "Duanmu, you don't have to hide it from me, just now Cang Cang is so abnormal as the Divine Sword, and the place it points to is in the northwest direction, I think it should be a burial cave!"

Duanmu Ningque's expression darkened, it seemed that this matter had already been known to the master, but it was meaningless for me to conceal it, so he nodded hurriedly and said, "It should be." ”

The Phantom Dust Master let out a long sigh, stood up suddenly, walked to the entrance of the Lanyue Pavilion, and slowly looked in the northwest direction.

At the end of the northwest, it was as dark as ink, and the thick fog was rolling, and there was an indescribable depression.

Suddenly turned his head and said to Duanmu Ningque: "Duanmu, I also know that now Mo Youfeng and others are presiding over the disciple assessment, and the young man is also among them, just now I saw that the Cangli Divine Sword has never had a strange movement, although the Cangli Divine Sword restrains the Silent Demon Heart, but after all, the two are the same, so they can also perceive the situation of the owner of the Silent Demon Heart, from this, it can be seen that the young man must be in an extremely dangerous place, touching the Silent Demon Heart, looking at the situation of Cangli, I am afraid that the young man can no longer bear the evil aura brought by the Silent Demon Heart, alas! I'm afraid he's dead and alive this time!"

After that, the Phantom Dust Master shook his head and said, "Time, fate, and luck! But if he dies like this, your phantom calamity will be solved!"

After saying that, he peeked at Duanmu Ningque's reaction, but saw Duanmu Ningque's whole body trembling extremely slightly, and the expression on his face was also extremely sad and painful.

When he was looking, he saw Duanmu standing up suddenly and turning his head to leave.

Phantom Chen said sharply: "Duanmu, where are you going? Don't forget what you promised me just now? Don't be obsessed!"

Duanmu Ningque's figure suddenly stood there as if frozen, motionless.

The west wind blew from nowhere, ruffling the hair behind her back, and the pale blue gauze skirt fluttered helplessly in the wind.

Under the shadow of the moon, the figure stood like that, lonely, cold, and even with a hint of despair and depression.

Suddenly, he turned his head, and in his beautiful eyes, two lines of jade-like tears could no longer be suppressed.

"Master......." There was a sad cry, and Duanmu Ningque was already desperate to cry and fall into the arms of Master Fantasy Dust.

The sorrow was loud, but the Phantom Dust Master didn't persuade her, just gently patted Duanmu Ningque's back, she knew that she had never laughed easily, nor cried easily, but now she was too depressed.

However, Duanmu Ningque suddenly stopped crying, and in an instant, the two jade fingers of the right hand that were originally holding the Phantom Dust Master Tai quietly stood up, and at an extremely light and extremely fast speed, they pointed towards the two meridians of the Phantom Dust Master. The Phantom Dust Master suddenly sensed badly, and already knew that this was Duanmu Ningque's secret trick, and in a panic, he wanted to dodge, but he was too late.

She never dreamed that this ordinary and extremely obedient apprentice, although he had a cool temperament, would ...... to herself

"Bang-", "Bang-" two soft sounds, almost inaudible. Duanmu Ningque's slender fingers had already pointed at the two meridians of the Phantom Dust Master.

The Phantom Dust Master suddenly felt that his body was numb, and he couldn't move, although he was conscious, he couldn't say a word.

After Duanmu Ningque finished doing this, he suddenly retreated, took three steps back, and stopped in front of the Phantom Dust Master, already in tears.

He only said softly: "The disciple is offended!", and after that, he suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed three times.

Then he resolutely stood up and called softly: "Cangli!"

With a clear sound, the faint blue light once again swept brightly across the sky, and the chaos suddenly appeared.

Duanmu Ningque floated above Cangli, and suddenly turned to look at the master who couldn't move under the Lanyue Pavilion.

Gritted his teeth, didn't hesitate any longer, and said coldly: "Cangli, take me to-"

Cangli Divine Sword knew his master's thoughts, and with a brisk roar, carrying Duanmu Ningque, a streamer roared towards the sky.

Duanmu Ning Que Imperial Sword rode the wind, and his heart was even more anxious, and he couldn't wait to come to the end of the northwest in one step.

While flying in the sky, he said secretly: "You have to hold on...... Wait for me!"

............

Lanyue Pavilion, Duanmu Ningque's pale blue figure has disappeared from the sky for a long, long time, but the Si people are gone, and the old scene is still there.

The west wind is bleak, the red leaves are like blood, the moonlight is miserable, and everything is quiet.

Suddenly, the person who was motionless on the Lanyue Pavilion suddenly shook his head slowly, and slowly walked towards the pavilion, but the slight footsteps abruptly interrupted the silence in the sky.

I don't know how long it took, in front of the red leaf forest, under the Lanyue Pavilion, there was no one anymore, leaving only a word of vicissitudes and compassion, and the bleak west wind lingered for a long time.

"Idiot, do you really think that just by virtue of your cultivation, you can really control the meridians of the teacher silently? That's it! Life should be like this, why should I be persistent......