[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 230 [English]

Chapter 230 [Jiaoshan] Young Man

If it is he , what should he do?

Rebirth.

Will want that person to be reborn.

Mo Ran looked at Xu Shuanglin who was curled up on the ground, and whispered: “You didn’t expect that Nangong Liu would be so vicious as to kill Luo Fenghua directly. In despair, you simply used the trick and said that the curse on the ring was left by Luo Fenghua, and encouraged Nangong Liu to follow the rules of the Confucianism Sect in anger, throw Luo Fenghua’s body into the blood pool, and escort it to the eighteenth level of hell.”

“Are you crazy?” Xue Meng on the side was stunned, “Since Luo Fenghua is going to be resurrected, he must cherish this person. Then why should he be pushed into the eighteenth level of hell?”

“Because once the soul enters purgatory, it cannot be reincarnated.” Mo Ran looked at he with pity in his eyes, “This way Luo Fenghua will not be reincarnated immediately. You can study the method of rebirth and let Luo Fenghua come back. Then, build an ideal state, a fair and just place where you are the god.”

Xu Shuanglin: “…”

After a few moments of silence, the man with most of his face rotten suddenly smiled and stared at Mo Ran’s face: “Master Mo, I didn’t realize until today that you are actually a lunatic.”

He paused and said in a very soft voice: “Because only a madman can understand me.”

After finishing speaking, he laughed heartily.

That laughter is like a vulture with bald wings. Although it is old, it still perches fiercely and persistently on the steep cliffs, and will not show any weakness until death.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and said softly to him: “Nangong Xu, listen, there are still people in this world who know the art of rebirth. If you are willing, I will do my best to plead with the guilty master of Wubei Temple to return your master’s life.”

“…”

He opened his palm and handed the broken spiritual core back to Xu Shuanglin: “But please, tell me…”

he is like trying to catch the last floating weed to save one’s life.

He frowned, and where no one could see, there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

“Please tell me, who is the person who has been helping you behind the scenes.” Mo Ran said, “Who told you such an evil rebirth technique? Who taught you the Zhenlong chess game?”

Memories overlap with past lives.

In the billowing smoke of the Confucian Fengmen, Xu Shuanglin stood in front of Ye Wangxi and died from a random knife.

In this case, Xu Shuanglin in his previous life must not have had a specific plan before he died.But in this life, everything is different. Xu Shuanglin laid a secret in Jinchengchi early, designed the sudden change in Peach Blossom Spring, and the crack in the sky with colorful butterflies. After the method of human sacrifice didn’t work, he quickly changed his methods and collected divine weapons everywhere, and finally pulled Luo Fenghua out of purgatory.

Such a method of rebirth was definitely not something he came up with on his own.

“You want to know?” Xu Shuanglin’s eyes flashed with malice, “I have been taught this skill, but I don’t want to tell you.”

“Would you rather be his pawn until the day you die?”

“Chess piece?” Xu Shuanglin smiled, “You also think too much. He understands me and understands my thoughts. He is the same person as me. Grandmaster Mo, give up. I will never tell you who he is. You spent a lot of time running up Jiao Mountain, and you are satisfied with driving me to a dead end, but so what.”

“…”

“In the end, the world will still be in chaos, with smoke everywhere and wars and disputes. He will still raze the upper and lower realms to the ground and turn them into scorched earth. Then, the good people will be rewarded, the evil people will be punished, the capable people will be in high places, and the mediocre people will be slaves.” The smile in Xu Shuanglin’s eyes became brighter and brighter, “It’s really… a better scene.”

Xue Meng was furious when he heard this: “Why do good people get rewarded and evil people get retribution! How can a mediocre person be a slave? It’s up to you to decide whether others are good or evil, capable or mediocre? Those people you made into chess pieces outside…and Nangong Changying…and…and…”

He secretly glanced at Chu Wanning’s face and lowered his voice involuntarily: “And Nangong Si.” Xue Meng looked very unhappy and wronged: “Are they willing to control it for you? Should they deserve to die?”

“Sacrifice is always necessary.” Xu Shuanglin glanced at he lightly, “Mr. Xue, you are still too young after all.”

There was a kind of embarrassment in his expression, and it seemed that he was not very willing to talk to such a fierce person like Xue Meng. He turned his head to Mo Ran again.

“If it falls into your hands, you can kill or behead it as you please.” He even said in an understatement, “I still have a Lingchi Fruit in my Qiankun Bag. If you feel resentful, it doesn’t matter if you feed it to me.”

he said, mocking coldly: “Anyway, when I was twenty years old, I was already delayed by you famous righteous men, so I might as well do it again.”

Huang Xiaoyue said: “Who has overtaken you? It’s so shameless to open your mouth and tell lies!”

But Mo Ran knew what Xu Shuanglin meant.

At the age of twenty, Ling Chi was not in the body, but in the soul.

Nangong Xu also devoted himself to practicing martial arts and had a good heart. He also listened to his master’s instructions to be a gentleman for the rest of his life and to kill evil with his sword.

But that Lingshan Conference cut him into pieces.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and saw that Xu Shuanglin was miserable and could not live for long.Perhaps it was because he was so similar to his previous life. Even if he had any grudges, at this moment, he could not bear it. He said: “… Luo Fenghua’s soul core is still there. If you cast the rebirth spell again, maybe you can see him again.”

“Use it again?” Xu Shuanglin smiled. He looked at the spiritual core in his hand with interest, and at his flesh that was rapidly festering due to lack of spiritual power. He said lazily, “I’m going to die. If I die, there will be no fairness in the world. What’s the use of coming back? Isn’t it better to suffer and be bullied by you sects like you?”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he actually crushed the soul core with his own hands. The fragments stuck into his palms, and his hands were filled with blood.

Mo Ran: “!”

Xue Meng: “Are you crazy?!”

Everyone was also at a loss and didn’t know what was going on. Some were dumbfounded, some had gray faces, and some had alert eyes, all staring at the inhuman, ghost-like man on the ground.

Xu Shuanglin paid no attention to anyone. He looked at the last trace of Luo Fenghua in this world, watching it completely disappear into ashes, and finally laughed and cried, his face covered with blood and tears, and he laughed horribly and crazy.

From now on, no one can see anyone, no one can hate anyone, they have all turned into dust and ashes, great, great.

He slowly stood up and walked forward unsteadily under the gaze of everyone. He walked to the Shenwu Formation. There was a weapon there, which was the konghou.

He sat down and plucked the strings a few times with his withered and rotten fingers.

The backlash of Zhenlong’s chess game became more and more serious. He’s seven orifices began to bleed, and his fingers began to burn. Eventually, his whole body was engulfed by the calamity fire, but he still played in the light of the fire.

He’s expression seemed to be a little happy and relaxed, but those comforts and relaxations were soon no longer visible. His skin and flesh were rapidly shrinking, curling, and drying up.

Fierce fire dominates the sky.

Xu Shuanglin’s loose voice came out from the fire. The voice was calm and calm, still unruly, as if no matter how great the pain was, he could not be affected, and no matter how close death was, he could not be intimidated.

“The best years are when you are young, with light hooves and fast horses, and you can see all the flowers in the world…”

There were many elderly people in the crowd, and in this lazy, light and breezy tune, they suddenly remembered the young man at the Lingshan Conference.

The crane is in green clothes, with bright eyes.

The young man walked out of the dark corridor, walked out of the wasteland of memory, and stepped into the arena with confidence, carrying a sword that he had experienced in many battles, and his hands were covered with calluses from practicing swordsmanship.

He is so young, so handsome, so lively, even a little arrogant.He glanced at the lords of the ten sects and the spectators who were shouting and drinking, and suddenly grinned, his smile was extremely clean.This young man in his early twenties stopped, straightened his back, faced the sunny arena and the bright future in his eyes, clasped his fists and said:

“Confucianism Sect, Nangong Xu. Today’s first battle, I would like to ask all the seniors to give me your advice.”

Finally let down, young man travels.

After a long time, the fire went out, leaving only five masterless divine weapons on the soul summoning platform, and a rebirth formation that had not completely disappeared and was circling and twisting in the air.

Neither Luo Fenghua nor Xu Shuanglin is here anymore.

Xue Zhengyong was a little in disbelief. He opened his eyes blankly and murmured: “Is this…all over?”

“Amitabha, cause and effect, reincarnation, are all retributions.” Master Xuanjing of Wubei Temple closed his eyes and clasped his hands, sighing, “Old monk, I hope all hatred in the world will return to dust.”

Xue Meng’s eyes turned white. He, this old bald donkey didn’t contribute much along the way, but he was quite good at dealing with hindsight.

“What should we do next?” He turned to ask his father, “Are we just going down the mountain like that? But he has a colleague, and we don’t know who that person is.”

As they were talking, Jiang Xi suddenly shouted: “Be careful! Everyone, stay back!”

Everyone suddenly followed He’s gaze and saw that when the rebirth formation in mid-air shrank to half the size of a palm, it suddenly spread again at an alarming speed. It was like a sore opened in the sky, and strands of twisted black energy poured out of it.

Xue Meng was shocked: “What’s going on? Xu Shuanglin is dead, shouldn’t this rebirth array disappear with it?!”

Jiang Xi pinched his fingers, stared at the array of eyes for a moment, and cursed in a low voice: “No, no! This is not a corpse demon! It is not a rebirth! I am afraid that we and Xu Shuanglin have all been deceived!”

“What?” Xue Meng was taken aback, “Not a corpse demon, nor a rebirth? What could that be!”

Jiang Xi said angrily: “It doesn’t matter what it is. The top priority is not to allow this formation to be fully formed.”

In addition to he, several other masters also reacted quickly. In the blink of an eye, Chu Wanning, who doesn’t like nonsense the most, has pulled out Tianwen and hit the center of the barrier!Unexpectedly, although he was leading the way, someone was following closely behind him. Suddenly, a dark green shadow emerged from the crowd, like a cheetah attacking, with a cold dagger flashing in his sleeve, stabbing towards Chu Wanning’s back, as if to stop he’s action.

“Master!”

“Master——!!”

The two people who screamed were Xue Meng and Shi Mei, but they were far away and it was too late to help.

A snort.

It was the sound of the blade sinking into flesh and blood. Xue Meng closed his eyes suddenly. When he opened them again, his face was pale. He looked in that direction with a pale face.

he was stunned.

The author has something to say: Regarding the issue that some people don’t understand that Luo Fenghua and Ye Wangxi are not alike:

Ye Wangxi’s image in front of everyone is different from her image in front of Nangong Si and Xu Shuanglin. This is also an explanation why some people thought that Ye Wangxi became soft before. She naturally has a daughterly side in front of the people she likes and is close to. She is not a fixed masked person labeled as a gentleman.

Let’s talk about Luo Fenghua. Luo Fenghua is said by all outsiders to be respectful and courteous, with a measured approach and retreat. But the Luo Fenghua we see now is shy, awkward, hesitant, and has the same soft look. Why? One reason is because of his age.The age of Luo Fenghua in the memories shown to you is when he was younger, and the monks in the article think he looks like him. That is because the monks understand he, and it was at the mature age when he experienced two sect mutinies and finally became the master of the Confucianism Sect.If Luo Fenghua, who was young and young at the beginning, had the demeanor of a leader later, and he was a person who had never seen the world and was born in poverty, then I think it is completely illogical… The second reason is that Luo Fenghua in the memories is seen from the perspective of Xu Shuanglin. Luo Fenghua, like Ye Wangxi, has a relatively relaxed attitude towards the people closest to him, and he can cry, laugh and be soft.Of course, it is impossible for him to open his round eyes and look confused and good-tempered when the leader appears in front of everyone. If he treats visitors from all over the world like he treats his disciples, he is waiting for the Confucianism Sect to be slaughtered…

Therefore, before Xu Shuanglin left, Luo Fenghua was the soft master.

After Xu Shuanglin left, Luo Fenghua became the gentleman-like leader in everyone’s mouth.

Just like in this life before Xu Shuanglin’s rebellion, Ye Wangxi was a gentleman in the eyes of everyone.

Later, Xu Shuanglin revealed his true face, the Confucianism Sect was destroyed, Nangong Si was left alone, and Ye Wangxi became a soft woman willing to help him.

He changed from soft to strong, and she changed from strong to soft. Their lives were just turned upside down.Because they are supporting characters, I will not write about each stage of them in detail, let alone what they are in the eyes of each group. Many of these supporting characters are left blank for everyone to understand by themselves, and I am just selecting some plots that I feel are necessary to explain, and explain my own thoughts.