Girls are not allowed to stay, really girls are not allowed to stay! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to take a good rest?" Qing Huan asked sternly.
Wei Yin smiled good-naturedly, "It just so happens that the old ancestor came out of closed-door training, untied the celestial rope for me, and helped me heal my wounds. The master and the elders were also found by the old ancestor."
So Qing Huan cast her eyes on her old man at this moment, and smiled: "Master, long time no see."
The old man trembled all over, and when the young apprentice smiled, he felt hairy all over, always feeling that this girl was going to play tricks on him... "Hmph, do you still have me as a master in your heart?" Although it was a question, the expression was obvious love. Yu Hengzi stepped forward and grabbed Qing Huan's hand and squeezed it, then looked at her bones carefully, speechless: "Little disciple, you..."
Qing Huan smiled but said nothing, leaned into Yu Hengzi's ear and said something, Yu Hengzi was very excited, his eyes widened, and he almost couldn't even speak. "you you you-"
Wei Yin looked over curiously, Qing Huan smiled and did not explain. What happened four hundred years ago, the current disciples don't know, don't Chang Chunzi and the others also know? Weizhong, such a demon cultivator actually got mixed up with Wan Jianzong, and even became the real person in charge of teaching, what a shameful thing this is! "You bastard! Today, I will clean up the door!"
Changchunzi hated Weizhong to the extreme. He never forgot those monks who died four hundred years ago, and he even almost gave birth to demons because of this during his recovery. Looking at the handsome man in purple robe in front of him, Chang Chunzi's heart was bleeding. He is rigid and serious, and he has only accepted two apprentices in his life, one is Wei Yin, who has high hopes, and the other is Wei Zhong. Although he didn't value Wei Zhong as much as he did Wei Yin, but he taught him carefully and didn't let up in the slightest.
However, even so, Wei Zhong still went astray. Thinking of four hundred years ago, when Wan Jianzong was almost wiped out, Chang Chunzi looked at Wei Zhong with anger and disappointment in his eyes.
But Weizhong didn't seem to see Changchunzi's hatred of iron and steel. He is an extremely cruel person. In his heart, there is nothing comparable to his great cause of cultivating immortals. "Master, what's wrong with me doing this? I want to become stronger, I want to become a fairy, am I wrong? I'm not wrong!"
"The matter has come to this, and you still don't know your fault!" Chang Chunzi was extremely disappointed, "Did you ever have any regrets for the disciples who died at your hands four hundred years ago?"
"The weak prey on the strong, this is the world of cultivating immortals. They are too weak, and the weak will naturally die." Wei Yin said as a matter of course. "If I practice according to your teaching, master, when will I be able to ascend to the immortal way? Day after day of practice and experience, every time I cross the tribulation, I am likely to die. Why do I have to work so hard? I can easily become an immortal, Lei Jie crossed over to other people. Master, do you know? Using a monk’s heart and spirit beasts to cultivate is really getting twice the result with half the effort! If you don’t believe me...Look!” He unceremoniously released his coercion.
The weaker disciples in the hall all looked ashen and trembled all over. It's not that they all feel fear, but instinct. When the subordinates face the superiors, they can't help but feel fear and anxiety.
Qing Huan quickly supported Wei Yin, his slender body leaned on her body, a girly breath that smelled like flowers and fruits lingered in his breath, his handsome face suddenly flushed slightly.
"Master has always valued Wei Yin, and wanted to hand over the position of head teacher to him, so why did he ever think about me?" Wei Zhong thought about it. Today, the elders will inevitably face a fierce battle when they leave the customs. In this case, Why should he hide and hide from now on, anyway, with his cultivation level, he can compete with Yuhengzi Changchunzi and others, so it's better to fight to the death. He was not a person of the righteous way, and he never cared about the extra lives in his hands. Now that he thought about it, his tone of speaking became frivolous and arrogant. "Now Wei Yin is a useless person, and his cultivation has only reached the foundation building. I would like to see, master, who are you going to give the position of head teacher to?"
After finishing speaking, he turned to Qing Huan again, "What did you say that you want me to call Weiyin out? It turns out that my uncle rescued him early in the morning. But it doesn't matter, now he is just a useless person, and he can't do anything good. If my uncle If you like it, take it away." He waved his hand as he spoke, as if Wei Yin was some worthless trash.
"It's...it's the late stage of Mahayana!" Changchunzi murmured, no matter what, he couldn't believe that in just four hundred years, Wei Zhong could be compared with Yu Hengzi who had cultivated for more than 10,000 years. stronger!
Wei Zhong proudly looked at the shocked and fearful expressions of the people in the hall. This condescending feeling of looking down on all living beings made him feel very wonderful. He deserves to be so noble, and these lowly races should pay homage to him! "Look, it's fast and safe to practice like this, so why not do it?"
"Evil... evil, evil!" Chang Chunzi couldn't stand it anymore, he swung his fly whisk and bullied him, and the other elders also surrounded him.
Everyone is a real person with extremely high cultivation, but compared with Wei Zhong who is only one step away from crossing the calamity, it is still not enough. Seeing this, Yu Hengzi also joined the battle. As soon as Yu Hengzi, who was also in the Mahayana stage, appeared, the situation changed suddenly. In front of her body, although her cultivation level is not as good as those of real people, she is better than a famous swordsman. I saw her sword flower, and her attack was extremely fierce.
Wei Zhongyin smiled and said: "You are looking for death!" Saying this, he dropped the long sword in his hand, clenched his fists with both hands, and growled in a low voice. Gradually, Jiuying separated from his body, and finally stared at the group of monks in front of him with drooling eyes and green light. Wei Zhong said harshly: "Eat them, let's practice together!"
With the beast Jiuying, the situation turned again. Yu Hengzi and others were beaten so hard that they could only parry, but had no power to fight back. . Slowly, they have a bad image.
Wei Yin was very anxious, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is not high now, so he can't help at all. Seeing that his eyes were almost red with anxiety, Qing Huan said, "I can help, but you have to promise me one condition."
"you say!"
"I haven't thought about it yet. When I think about it, I will naturally ask you for it." After finishing speaking, Qing Huan patted Ji Guang, and Ji Guang let out a long roar, and flew away.
Although Jiuying is an ancient fierce beast with a strong evil spirit, Jiguang restrains it. What's more, Jiuying has a natural fear of Jiguang in his bones. Just like a mouse is afraid of a cat, Jiuying, who was still very powerful just now and played with real people at will, wailed, and didn't even dare to dodge, lying on the ground trembling. Seeing this, Weizhong gritted his teeth. His real body is the beast Jiuying. Unfortunately, he committed a lot of evil back then and was sealed by the immortal in the back mountain of Wan Jianzong. Only a skin remains. The fierce beast without intelligence, after seeing the nemesis beast, would not resist or struggle at all, and was so frightened that it lay on the ground, and even its size shrunk a lot.
"Teacher Daoist, I wonder if I can borrow the Ziyun sword?"
"Ah... uncle, please." Chang Chunzi cupped his hands.
The elders summoned the Purple Cloud Sword together. The whole body of the sword was purple, and the body of the sword was carved with very delicate patterns, exuding a solemn air. It was a divine weapon at first glance. Qing Huan pulled out the sword, completely oblivious to the strange expression on the old man's face. She walked up to Jiuying, but Jiuying was afraid of her and didn't dare to move at all, so she raised the sword in front of Weizhong, and chopped off Jiuying's head. The nine heads all fell to the ground, and the nine infants turned into dust and disappeared instantly.
Wei Zhong is going crazy! That's his physical body! It's his physical body! At that moment, he had the heart to die with Qing Huan, but as soon as he rushed towards Qing Huan, her finger pressed against his forehead, and he couldn't move.
How is it possible... how is it possible? ! He is a half-immortal who is about to cross the catastrophe, how could he be caught by a woman's finger and be unable to move anymore? ! What the hell is going on here? !
Qing Huan looked at him indifferently, and said: "Ordinary people who want to become immortals are going against the sky, so they have to undergo a great test before they can be accommodated in the way of heaven. Countless monks choose to refrain from the world and practice hard, with a firm heart, and they are dedicated to cultivating immortals , and you... just want to use Mei Aorong's pure yin and body dual cultivation, not only to enjoy the joy of being upside down, but also want to ascend to the sky in one step. Later, you even use evil methods to absorb other people's cultivation, cultivate immortality and heart, you The Way can never be achieved.”
Wei Zhong only felt that something in his heart was broken by her. He refused to accept this fact, so he shook his head desperately. Qing Huan's fingertips lightly tapped between his eyebrows, and he fell out of the whole body, feeling stupid Crouching on the ground, his cultivation was exhausted in an instant.
Mei Aorong rushed over like crazy, staring at Qing Huan with resentment in her eyes: "What kind of enmity do you have with me, to harm my family like this!"
Qing Huan didn't pity them, and those who never know the wrong ones don't need her pity. She turned to Chang Chunzi, "Teacher Master, now Wei Zhong has been abolished by me, Jiuying is dead, Mei Aorong...Let's leave it to Master Master, I just hope Master Master can save her life."
Changchunzi was still immersed in the astonishment that Qinghuan had tapped Weizhong with a finger, and he just nodded his head stupidly.
Seeing this, Qing Huan returned to Ji Guang's back and was about to leave. But Wei Yin chased him out: "Qing Huan!"
she turned back.
"You..." He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
She had treated him so well and done so many things for him. He... really liked her. He originally thought that if Qing Huan was willing, it would be okay for the two of them to become a couple of double cultivation. However, after hearing what she said just now, dual cultivation is not the right path. But even then, he didn't want her to leave.
"What is the cultivation of immortality?" Qing Huan asked.
"Cultivate the immortal and cultivate the heart." This is the first sentence every monk hears when starting out, but no one has ever really done it. In order to become immortals and become stronger, they lost themselves and had already forgotten what their original intention was.
"Since that's the case, the road to immortality will be long in the future, and you should cherish it yourself." Qing Huan lowered her head and smiled. "Thank you old man for me."
Seeing that she still wanted to leave, Wei Yin stretched out his hand involuntarily: "Qing Huan! Stay, isn't it good to stay?"
Qing Huan knew that if he didn't give him a reason to give up, he was afraid that in the next thousand years, his love would be her: "I have become a fairy."
Since then, there has been little trace, and there is no day to see each other again.