There are three major devils in China, and each of them comes from my own hands.
After a long discussion among my juniors in the Ethereal Sect, they finally invited me to hold a meeting, and politely proposed that they do not hope that Ethereal can produce another immortal, and only hope that I will no longer accept apprentices in the future.
I said yes.
Back at the top of the ethereal mountain to be alone, I deeply felt the pain of the empty-nesters.
Because my days were too busy, I pinched my fingers to fortune-telling for myself. I didn't know I didn't know, but I was shocked. It was actually my first catastrophe after becoming an immortal. At that time, my immortal energy will definitely weaken a lot, and the source of the evil energy at the top of the ethereal spirit may go wrong, and someone has to replace me to suppress the evil energy.
My apprentices are actually guarding against this day, but when this day really comes, none of my apprentices can stand up to them.
I sighed and sighed for a while, but after I had no choice, I had to trouble the juniors of the Ethereal Sect.
When I talked to a few white-bearded old men in the sect, they were even more nervous than me, and they hurriedly ordered the whole sect to prepare. Seeing that they were well prepared, I immediately felt relieved.
That's right, in the past few hundred years, Kongling has been developing constantly, and some things are left to the juniors. Even if it is not the juniors I brought out, it is very reassuring.
Peace of mind, I don’t worry about this practice anymore. The practice that takes me so much time will not make up for the cultivation base I have tossed out over the past few decades. I simply lie by the wine pond every day and drink a little wine and bask in the sun. , recalling the glory days of my past.
It was a fine day, and I was drinking a little drunk when a sudden evil spirit came along with the wind, and moved the wicker by the wine pool like a girl swaying with a slender waist.
My fingers swayed with the wicker, but a voice with a slight anger sounded in my ear: "The doomsday is approaching, the ethereal faction is in a hurry, the master is leisurely, and even the disciples are coming, and I don't even notice it? So relaxed and alert. , if the catastrophe comes, what will Master plan to do?"
I turned my head and glanced at him, Qiangu stood beside me, the black robe blocked the sun, the expression and tone of this speech were like a long time ago when he was complaining that I had drunk too much.
"Now that the Ethereal Sect is very strict about the calamity for me, you can still sneak in quietly. It seems that your cultivation has improved a lot." I said, "Why are you here today, and you want to tease as a teacher? This is I didn't get poisoned this time, but I won't let you take advantage."
He was silent for a moment: "The doom... may it be passed safely?"
I sighed: "In the past few decades, I have been tossed for half my life by your little bastards. Who knows if the thunder will kill me this day."
Eternal silence.
I closed my eyes and said, "You have a lot of evil energy in your body now, and it is very easy to drive the evil energy under the seal of the ethereal spirit. If you still have a little respect for me in your heart, you will not come to the ethereal spirit in the future." I said, "I am now There is nothing wrong with staying here, if something goes wrong in the past... You, and your two brothers and sisters who defected to you, don't let them go back to the ethereal. Never go back to the top of the ethereal."
In the past few days, I have not expressed my concerns to anyone, but at the moment I drank some wine, and Qiangu happened to be here again. I feel that if I don’t say it again, I will not have the opportunity to say it.
After all, these are also… truths. Over the years, my strength has not been as good as before. If I die in the calamity, the seal on the source of the evil energy will definitely be loosened. The ethereal faction may maintain the power of the seal, but if there are demons coming, the evil energy will definitely increase. I am afraid the ethereal faction will be stronger Can't hold back.
"I don't ask for anything else. I know that you are always measured in your heart."
Qiangu was silent for a long time: "I won't let you have an accident."
I chuckled: "Qiangu, I taught you when you were a child, and some things are not counted by what you said." I formed a seal with my fingertips. Before Qiangu could react, I stood up and pressed it against his chest. , the light from the fingertips sank into his chest. He was surprised, and I chuckled, "It's only what I said."
I pushed him, Qiangu covered his chest, his face was pale in pain, and he knelt down on one knee.
"This is a spiritual spell. Qiangu, you remember this pain. In the future, whenever you are near the peak of the ethereal, you will only have pain that is ten thousand times stronger than it is now. Before the calamity, I will form an enchantment on the peak of the ethereal, you Junior Brother and Junior Sister, I'm not worried that they can break in, after all, they don't have the ability, and they won't want to break in too much, only you, Qiangu."
I squatted down, he looked up at me, the pain in his eyes was hard to hide. I touched his head: "I know my body very well, on the day of the catastrophe, maybe I... don't come to me again, no matter what the situation is, don't come to me again. Those three bone-shattering soul-eating whips Come on, I'm no longer your master."
He wanted to grab my hand, but he only grabbed my sleeve, and the pain in his black eyes was hard to hide: "I spent... so much effort just to be able to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you one day. Position, what I want all my life, is only Master..."
My heart flinched.
After so many years, I have heard of his iron-blooded tactics in the devil's way in the rivers and lakes. I know that he is a decisive person in his heart, but at this moment, looking into his eyes, he seems to be the young man who has always stayed by my side. The thing I fear most is that I drive him away.
But what I want to do is what he is most afraid of.
I rubbed his hair: "Let's go."
Although Qiangu has been enchanted, his cultivation is not as good as mine. With a wave of my sleeve, he was sent out of the ethereal peak.
Couldn't come in again after that.
I suddenly remembered that many years ago, under the sun-dappled tree, I wiped the child's face stained with dust and dirt, and I promised him that I would protect him for the rest of his life.
But in the end, in his life, he was hurt the most by me.
On the day when the catastrophe came, I was flipping through the book in the study, and I happened to turn to a page. I knew the tender notes on it. They were copied by Qiangu when I was a child. The crooked words made me laugh inadvertently. Turning, a blank page, but a simple drawing of a person on it, the appearance of me lying on the desk sleeping.
My fingertips rubbed the slightly rough surface of the paper, and a thunderstorm suddenly fell from the sky and struck me. I was fine, but the scroll in my hand was completely burnt.
I was stunned for a while, looked up, Tianlei smashed a hole in my hall, I saw the sky outside from the hole, the clouds were dense, and the second tribulation thunder was about to fall.
"I won't split it in the morning, but I won't split it late." I felt an inexplicable anger in my heart. With a wave of my sleeves, a killer move flew towards the sky, "You're not trying to find happiness for me."
Xian Li hit a dark cloud and collided with the tribulation thunder that was about to fall in the sky, causing the sky and the earth to become bright, and there were disciples who came from the mountain outside exclaiming.
I went out, and before the third tribulation thunder came down, I let the disciples into my room, protecting the seal of the source of evil energy, while I went to the Lingxu Cave, formed a barrier there, waiting for The robbery thunder chopped down one after another.
The top of Lingxu Cave was flattened by a thunderbolt that was stronger than the other, and finally the thunderbolt fell on me. I was too lazy to spend my energy to protect the appearance of my flesh, so I meditated and closed my eyes, protecting the inner core with all my heart.
Dao Dao Tianlei brought me more pain than Ling Chi scraping the bones, but I was reminiscing over and over again in my mind about my apprenticeships over the past ten years. Although all three of my apprentices made my heart throb, but thinking about it carefully, what did he do? It brings me a lot of happiness. Among them, what I think about the most is Qiangu, who is the first apprentice, who is...
I like my master's apprentice the most.
I suddenly had a thought, if I am fortunate enough to survive this thunderstorm, maybe I should go to Qiangu, unlock the curse on him, bring him back to the top of the ethereal mountain, teach him to return to the immortal way , guarding the top of the ethereal with me, I am even, willing to be with him...
Change your identity.
But before I could have more thoughts, the last thunder fell, and my consciousness fell into a blur.
It's just that at the moment of blurring, a voice who has suffered more than me calls out hysterically: "Master! Master! Master..."
I think I've probably... not survived the catastrophe.
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The world is white, and I don't know when I will wake up.
It was as if I was stunned by the evil energy in the Binding Monster Pool in order to save Qianzhi. I could hear the outside voice and feel the movement outside, but I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't move my body, and these things had no effect on the outside world. Perception, I am sometimes clear, sometimes vague.
But at any time, I seem to hear a voice whispering in my ear: "Master, it's been fifty years, haven't you slept enough?"
"Master, it's been a hundred years, how long do you want me to wait..."
"Master, it has been three hundred years, and the wine pond has been dried up by the sun."
"Master... Catkins by the pond are flying all over the vestibule. Do you hear the sound of my sweeping the floor today..."
I heard.
I opened my eyes and saw the carved bedside, the warm wind blowing in slowly outside the house, I turned my head and saw Qiangu from the window sweeping the floor with a broom outside. "Shasha" repeated over and over again, like an old monk who was concentrating on ascetic practice.
Not so lonely.
This is still the pinnacle of the ethereal spirit, I have not removed the curse mark on his body, and the voices in the dream are still in my ears, thousands of years, thousands of years, how many years of pain you have endured, and accompany me here.
I moved my fingertips and sat up.
The figure sweeping the floor outside stopped almost at that moment.
He turned his head and saw me through the window. I also saw him. His face was pale due to the constant pressure and pain, and his face was as thin as if he hadn't eaten enough for a long time. He suffered a lot for me.
I struggled to pull out my lips to laugh, but I failed in the end. Only the brilliance of my fingertips turned, and I felt a little uncomfortable after not using a spell for a long time, but compared with Qiangu, I was embarrassed to mention it at all.
The silver brilliance swayed and floated to Qiangu, submerging between his eyebrows. I waved at him: "Qiangu, come."
A few years later, people on the rivers and lakes talked about it with great interest.
Once, the only three demons in the land of China were taught by the only immortal in the land of China. And in the end, this immortal, and his eldest apprentice, gave birth to another litter of little devils...
☆、Master is sick
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"Lie down."
"I do not want."
"Are you going to lie down?"
"Me!" I looked at the big devil's face, thinking about the legend that he flattened a mountain and wiped out a sect with a wave of his hand, I shrank my neck, "I lie down..."
Sleeping on the mud floor, the big devil mercilessly smeared two handfuls of grass and mud on my face: "Remember, he will come from the southeast, you have to pretend to be hungry and not physically strong, but he will give you food, You can't eat it."
"Why? Will he poison me?"
The big devil was silent for a moment: "No, but you have to have integrity."
"What kind of integrity is it to not eat when you are hungry?"
He sank: "Do as I say."
So I shrank my neck again: "Okay."
I answered his words, but made him frown: "Don't be so useless!"
I roared in my heart, coercing others to do things and thinking that others are not strong enough to resist! Really sick!
But in the end it was someone under the eaves, I had to swallow my anger, turned my head to look at the road to the southeast, and asked a question that had been brewing in my mind for a long time: "Will he... think I'm lying in the middle of the road? Get in the way, and then stab me?"
The big devil glanced at me from the corner of his eye: "No."
"Are you so sure?"
"affim."
Of course he can be sure. I asked this just to ask for insurance. After all, the person who is about to come over is the big devil himself three hundred years ago.
Looking at the silent and serious profile of the big devil, I thought that it was not only me who did not expect things to develop like this, but also the big devil himself...
The author has something to say: Come, come, the second part of the master series - master is sick and come out
At present, this short story is published in the March issue of "Reading Novels", and it should be sent to Jinjiang in June~ Put a wedge first~