From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

Jiang Zheng was speechless, his expression became depressed, and he hurried on his way silently, but his speed slowed down.

Kong Qing was right. He clearly knew everything, did everything, and yet admitted nothing.

This left him speechless for a moment, and it seemed that nothing he could say was powerless. He realized that he was indeed becoming more and more hateful.

But he didn't kill innocent people. Those he killed were all in power.

No, I am not wrong!

Jiang Zheng's eyes became firm, and he believed that although what he did was a little inappropriate, it was far from being unforgivable.

I don’t know whether I am forcing myself to defend myself, comforting myself, or deceiving myself.

…

It was a bitingly cold night. On the steps in front of the door, a soft white figure curled up, seemingly in a deep sleep.

But the cold wind blew on her fragile body, and she shivered in cold while half asleep and half awake.

"Alas... why bother?"

A purple figure landed in front of the girl. Looking at Meng Qingqing who was shivering from the cold, Jiang Zheng sighed and felt a headache.

I just can't figure it out, why is this girl so stubborn? She would rather sleep on the ground than give up. Is she really not smart?

But despite this, Jiang Zheng remained firm in his inner thoughts and did not show any compassion.

After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Zheng couldn't bear to see her sleep like this all night, so he squatted down.

"I'm afraid he's a fool. How can he be frozen when he's already at the sixth level of Qi Refining?"

While shaking his head helplessly, he picked up the girl. Although he was determined not to accept her as a disciple, he decided to let her sleep in the house for one night and drive her away tomorrow no matter what.

Half asleep and half awake, Meng Qingqing seemed to realize something. She opened her hazy eyes, saw that it was Jiang Zheng, and immediately closed her eyes.

Jiang Zheng didn't realize that the girl in his arms had woken up. He put her on the bed in the second bedroom and walked straight into the training room.

After Jiang Zheng left, Meng Qingqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her ears pricked up quietly, and after confirming that there was no one around, she opened her eyes carefully.

"Great! He actually got in!"

She roared with excitement in her heart, success!

The master let her move in. What does this mean?

Accept her as your disciple!

After achieving her goal, Meng Qingqing tried hard to suppress her excitement and almost jumped up with excitement.

Then she blinked and looked around the room. Soon, sleepiness came over her and she fell into a deep sleep.

The night passed quickly, and it was not until noon that Meng Qingqing opened her eyes, but she did not get up immediately.

I just lay flat on my back, staring blankly at the ceiling. My eyes were awake, but my mind was still not.

"Oh no, I got up so late, Master won't be angry!"

Suddenly, she realized that this was not her boudoir. She was so scared that she woke up immediately, got out of bed and rushed out of the house.

"master?"

"master?!"

"master……"

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find Jiang Zheng. Finally, she pressed her face against the stone chamber like a thief and listened carefully. She could faintly hear the sound of the rapid flow of spiritual energy.

After realizing that the master was practicing, he tiptoed away with light steps.

The sun is shining.

Meng Qingqing stood in the yard, put her hands on her hips, and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Alright, be a good cow... No, that's wrong. On the first day of being a good disciple of the master, you must behave well. Come on, Qing'er! You can do it!"

After encouraging herself, she picked up the broom beside her, took out a small bowl of sweets from the storage bag, stuffed it into her mouth, puffed up her cheeks, walked towards the door with full energy, and began to clean the yard.

After cleaning outside, he cleaned inside the house and finally took care of the spiritual plants in the backyard. He didn't finish everything until dusk.

The setting sun hangs in the sky.

Meng Qingqing sat tiredly in the pavilion, rubbing her legs and pinching her shoulders. She felt sore all over. She had never done so much work since she was a child. She couldn't adapt to working so hard all of a sudden.

“Mmm~ delicious!”

After another bowl of sweets, her fatigue was swept away. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction. As expected, as long as she ate sweets, no matter how bitter the food was, it would not taste bitter.

After looking at the sky, she went back into the house, tiptoed, put her ear to the stone chamber, and listened for a long time with a pout.

"It seems that the master will not come out today..." She looked depressed and went back to the second bedroom to lie on the bed. For some reason, she suddenly felt her nose sore and she wanted to cry inexplicably.

So I took out another bowl of sweets, and after eating it, I felt better and fell asleep.

Under the dark night.

An old man in a purple robe was suspended in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the courtyard below.

"Qing'er... don't blame grandpa. Grandpa is dying and can no longer protect you. The people in this sect are evil. If you follow this new elder, you can at least live in peace for the rest of your life."

The wrinkles on Meng Yangzi's face were like ravines, hiding guilt and loneliness. Tears flowed through the wrinkles like rivers carrying sadness.

His birthday is approaching, and the only thing that worries him is his only granddaughter. She is simple-minded and not good at fighting with others. It will be difficult for her to survive in the Lingxi sect where people are treacherous.

He heard about Jiang Zheng's deeds some time ago, and all these deeds proved that there was no problem with the character of this genius young man, although he was a bit bloodthirsty.

But if one wants to survive in this world, killing is inevitable, especially the justice that the young man pursues, which proves that he has a clear sense of right and wrong.

This alone is enough to overwhelm countless people.

So he immediately decided to let his granddaughter become Jiang Zheng's disciple. This way, after he passed away, his granddaughter would have someone to rely on in the sect.

The next day, Meng Qingqing slept until noon again, and when she got up, she did the same thing as yesterday.

He first lay in the stone chamber and listened for a while, then walked to the door with a depressed mood, ate a bowl of sweets and became full of energy, and ate another bowl of sweets after cleaning the entire courtyard.

Sit in the pavilion, prop up your head to watch the sunset, look at the cranes, listen to the stone chamber, and go to sleep.

She repeated this routine every day, patiently waiting for Jiang Zheng to come out of confinement.

The bad thing is that the sweets are all gone, so life becomes more and more bitter.

…

The sun rose, and scattered golden light was reflected on the mountain top.

Jin Ling stood on the top of the mountain like a sculpture, motionless, as if waiting for something. As soon as his sharp golden eyes opened, he looked towards the top of Lingxi Mountain.

If you look closely, you will find that its golden feathers are stained with blood.

The day before yesterday, it rained heavily and thundered, but it still stood on the top of the mountain motionless, allowing the wind and rain to blow against it.

The sky was filled with roaring divine thunder, and a horrific bolt of lightning fell. Fortunately, it only struck an ancient tree nearby. It blinked its eyes at the flying ashes, then closed its eyes again and remained motionless.

Such a handsome creature was naturally extremely eye-catching. Many disciples of the Lingxi Sect who passed by noticed it. At first, some people just glanced at it a few more times.

Later, someone who was attentive discovered that it seemed to do nothing every day, just standing on the top of the mountain, as if waiting for something.

A bold idea emerged in the minds of some disciples. If such a handsome creature were to be taken as a spiritual pet, wouldn't it be extremely powerful?

But the golden eagle was so handsome and huge in size that it looked like it was not someone that could be easily messed with, so everyone just thought about it and gave up.

It is common sense that the bigger the monster is, the stronger it is. Judging from the terrifying size of the golden spirit, it is probably a great monster in the foundation-building stage.

But the truth was shocking, a disciple bravely approached and after sensing it, he found that the aura of the golden creature was only that of the fourth level of Qi Refining.

So everyone couldn't bear it any longer, and several disciples with cultivation level around the fourth level of Qi Refining went together, intending to subdue the Golden Spirit, but the result shocked everyone.

The golden creature's methods were extremely terrifying. When its pair of golden wings flapped, sacred golden light flowed. It just stood there motionless, flapping its wings.

Suddenly, golden light burst out in all directions, and within a few breaths, all the disciples who went to provoke him were killed on the spot. Even the disciples who were at the fifth level of Qi Refining were killed without an intact body. It was a horrible sight.

But there were still some people who didn't believe it, and another Qi Refining Level 7 disciple went to challenge. After a fierce battle, the golden creature didn't move a single step, but the Qi Refining Level 7 disciple followed in the same footsteps as his predecessor.

At this moment, everyone truly realized the horror of this golden creature, and no one dared to offend it anymore.

But after several attempts, everyone discovered a strange place. It seemed that no matter what happened, the creature was unwilling to move even a step.

Even when a disciple attacked it from afar with a flying sword, it simply used golden light to destroy the flying sword and did not chase after the disciple.

So everyone came up with an idea. They gathered a large group of monks, surrounded the creature, and used flying swords to attack it from a distance.

Since it can't move, we'll have to find a way to wear it down until it's exhausted.