Tsinghua knew that under normal circumstances, the little apprentice would not hide anything from him, unless there was a problem.
He sighed and said firmly to Shang Rongxian's clear phoenix eyes, "Xiaoxian, tell Shishi, what happened next?"
He can't let his apprentice fool him, it's too irresponsible.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes, looking well-behaved and well-behaved, but her words and sentences had an imperceptible inducement, she said softly, "I met Uncle Shi."
"Uncle? Which uncle?" Tsinghua was startled, but he didn't seem to have reacted. He couldn't remember who was in the sect.
Immediately he remembered, it seemed that there really was a junior brother outside.
"Have you met Qingbo?" Tsinghua asked.
Rong Xian nodded: "Yes."
Tsinghua's eyes turned cold, Qingbo's heart was not right, they had not contacted each other for a hundred years after leaving Xuanhua Mountain. I heard that that person became the city owner of Ziwei City, but I didn't expect to be met by a young apprentice.
Thinking about the attitude of the apprentice and the secrecy in his words just now, and the news that the Sword Emperor's blood was suddenly revealed, Tsinghua's face changed, and he suddenly raised his voice and asked, "What did he do?"
Seeing Tsinghua's expression, Rong Xian almost guessed what he was thinking.
Rong Xian sighed in her heart that Uncle Qingbo's role was so great that he could still be used as a black pot for her now.
She called Qing Bo so many uncles, which is really not a loss.
Then, she pushed the boat and said, "Uncle Master wants the blood of the Sword Emperor."
She seemed to be really frightened by the true face exposed by her uncle, and her expression became much paler.
After a long while, she came back to her senses, looked at the master who was patiently waiting for her to continue, and said uneasily: "Many people now know that the sword emperor's blood is on the disciples, Master, will I implicate you?"
Tsinghua connected the two sentences before and after, his eyes sharpened, and he was more certain that the news of the birth of the sword emperor's blood was from Qing Bo, and Qing Bo was forcing his disciples to death.
Chingbo this vile bastard!
But Tsinghua did not know that Rong Xian's two sentences had no causal relationship.
"What else did he do?" Tsinghua asked sharply.
He smelled a few medicinal scents on the little apprentice, all of which were the most yang things. Based on his experience, he had already determined that these medicinal materials were used by the young apprentice for himself.
But the little apprentice's body is obviously healed, and even if he hasn't recovered, he can't use these herbs.
Tsinghua's heart sank slowly, his eyes fixed on the little apprentice, not letting her escape at all.
Rong Xian was not at all surprised that the master could find the flaw, she had already guessed it when she was refining the Burning Flower Pill.
Rong Xian was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Uncle Shi wants to arrest Jiuliu, but the disciple let him go. Uncle Shi was very unhappy, so he got him, got banned drugs..."
Tsinghua's face instantly became extremely ugly: "What banned drugs?"
"Shade."
Tsinghua closed his eyes fiercely, shading from the sun. That was shading.
There is a rare medical script in Xuanhua Mountain that records the highly poisonous sunshade. I thought it had disappeared, but I didn't expect it to reappear. It was also used by his junior brother on his apprentice.
He was very clear about the toxicity of the sunshade. Looking at his apprentice standing in the sun, he said in an extremely difficult voice: "You used Zhuohua."
His tone is very positive. The second head of Xuanhua Mountain also likes to concoct alchemy and medicine, and is very interested in the forbidden drugs recorded. He has also read the essay. The medical book records the medicinal properties of sunshade, and that head It took hundreds of years to develop a pill that restrains the properties of sunshade, which is Zhuohua.
However, the effect of Zhuohua is only five days, and in these five days, the person who takes it will always suffer from the pain of burning his body, and he can only take five capsules in his life.
After that, the medicinal properties of shading and burning flowers will destroy the soul of that person, and there will be no life.
Tsinghua's straight back seemed to be slightly bent at this moment, and he asked with a tired face, "How many capsules did you use?"
Rong Xian pinched the hem of her sleeve, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "One pill, today is the last day."
Tsinghua stretched out his hand and said in a tone that he would not accept any rejection: "Leave the rest to me."
Without any hesitation, Rong Xian handed the jade bottle to Tsinghua with confidence. Tsinghua looked at it and found that there were exactly four left in it.
Holding the four scorching flowers tightly, Tsinghua's eyes were full of sadness. He closed his eyes in pain, and threw the bottle into the air. A cold sword qi shot out from his eyes, connecting the bottle with the medicine pill. All destroyed.
Although this thing can make the apprentice live in the sun, it is undoubtedly a drink to quench thirst, and it is a poison wrapped in sugar. It will not only make the apprentice suffer, but also kill his apprentice. He will never allow it .
Seeing Master's sword energy scattered in anger, Rong Xian hurriedly knelt down and held on to the hem of Master's clothes tightly, her bright and clear eyes filled with confusion: "Master, don't be angry, I, I know I'm wrong. ,I… "
She didn't care about those pills, but was more worried about Master's mood. But she didn't seem to be able to say where she was wrong, and could only clumsily admit her mistake to calm her master down.
Tsinghua squatted down slowly, he looked at his little apprentice, his voice was full of pathos and desolation: "You are right, and it is not you who is wrong."
He gently stroked the little apprentice's hair, looking at these eyes without any resentment, he seemed to see the vast sea and the clear sky in a trance, which was full of shocking tolerance.
She tolerates all the evil in the world, but she walks the road of goodness unswervingly. What is wrong with her innocent heart, why does she have to endure so much.
Tsinghua occasionally thinks wildly, if his little apprentice can be a little more presumptuous and vicious, take his own pain and take anger at others without any reason, and take revenge on those who hurt her, will he feel better? !
But just thinking about that scene made him feel ridiculous.
His little apprentice will not become like that, those phoenix eyes will always be clean and clear, and that kind of crazy hysteria will never appear on the young apprentice.
"Master..." Rong Xian called out in an uneasy voice.
She pretended that she didn't realize what made the master angry, and the blank and innocent look made Tsinghua feel powerless: "Master, don't be angry, the disciple knows it's wrong."
Tsinghua pulled her up and sighed, "Xiaoxian, it's not you who is at fault, and the master is not angry because of you."
Rong Xian said with a pure face, "Then why is the master angry? The disciple is going to arrest the person to relieve the master."
Tsinghua's heart softened, and when the little apprentice wanted to coax people, it was really impossible for people to refuse.
He rubbed the little apprentice's hair and said, "Just don't put yourself in it."
He said with a serious expression: "The matter of the sword emperor's blood is over, you and your teacher will return to Xuanhua Mountain."
He had to find a way to get rid of the toxicity of the sunshade, and he couldn't just watch the little apprentice live in darkness all his life.
Tsinghua sensed the changes in the outside world, and without waiting for the little apprentice's response, it quickly turned into a sword shadow and flew out.
Rong Xian: Such a good uncle, give me a bunch of ヽ()()
(End of this chapter)