The villain's daily corpse collection

Huo Feng dodged in time and used the power of magic to resist the sword. After a brief confrontation, both men stepped back.

He sighed in his heart that the disciples in the sect were rewarded for their hard work, but if they went to heaven one day, he wondered what they would think, whether they would be disappointed... This is what they meant by the difference between heaven and earth.

Although the two were fighting, Huo Feng hardly attacked. He was using defense to turn the situation around, like a feather falling in the slanting wind, turning hardness into softness.

"Do you think Lord Huo has never faced the enemy head-on?"

"Is he worried that he might be too harsh and hurt his fellow disciples?"

"You are already gods, why do you still have so many concerns? What's the point of sparring without fighting?"

"Looking at the Lord God's moves, I feel that he seems to be avoiding something..." Senior Sister Tang Yu was able to see through the details and realized that Huo Feng was not just not taking action out of courtesy.

"Senior Sister, why do you say that?" Gu Yu asked.

The people watching the fight nearby were still thinking and discussing, when suddenly, a little sister nearby exclaimed.

They turned their heads to look, and they didn't know what tricks Huo Feng used, but he made the little junior sister's figure fly far away, and the soft sword also followed its owner, and finally the sword hit the bamboo pole behind them.

The little sister slowly returned to the provocateur team from a distance, confused by her failure just now. She felt a sweet and fishy taste in her throat, and heard her brother remind her: "You are bleeding." She raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, and blood gushed out from her lips. She still didn't understand why she was beaten away. Did Lord Huo take action just now?

The four of them looked at Huo Feng, but they couldn't see his expression. He kept his head down, as if looking at his palm.

…It was that force, it appeared again and hurt people.

"I..." Huo Feng wanted to apologize and end everything, but the topic was diverted to another direction.

"Your Majesty, you are so skilled! We didn't see the moves you used just now, but since you are so powerful, you shouldn't mind if we attack you together!"

Huo Feng didn't know how the fight would end. He just lost control of his strength, but the other party obviously didn't take the bloodshed as a big deal. After all, they had already started fighting, and everyone cared more about winning or losing. Injuries were common.

But he couldn't allow this power to continue hurting people.

"Okay, I'll come too!"

After Gu Yu finished speaking, he drew his sword and stepped forward. The other men were not to be outdone and began to besiege Huo Feng. Huo Feng had no choice but to deal with them and drew his sword as well.

But he found that the only thing he could mobilize now was the red cloud hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness, that dangerous and powerful force. The existence of this force suppressed his own spiritual power. He hesitated whether to continue, but the opponent's attack was pressing step by step, full of fighting spirit, so he had to fight back. But the more he fought, the more vigorous the power became, and finally -

The power of the demon got out of control and exploded in his body.

He launched a counterattack, and the power of his sword knocked everyone dozens of meters away. They were all injured by the force.

"Mo Wei!" Huo Feng couldn't help but called out softly.

At the same time, the surrounding bamboo forests were also affected, and the green bamboo leaves fell down like a drizzle.

The young monks' well-dressed robes were torn by the sword, leaving them with wounds all over their bodies, and the tiny wounds slowly oozed bright red. The four of them were so dizzy from the shock of this force that they could not tell east from west and north from south. They could only try to stand up crookedly.

The eldest sister temporarily regained consciousness through her Qigong and took the lead in saying goodbye: "As expected of you, you are the Divine Lord. We are humbled by you. Thank you very much for playing around with us juniors. We are so sorry for the offense."

Huo Feng waved his hand to signal them to leave, and the young monks supported each other and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Wang Wei appeared behind Huo Feng at this time, curled the corners of his lips, and then turned normal: "Lord God, are you looking for me?"

Huo Feng turned around immediately. He felt complicated. The move just now made him at a loss. He had no control over that power at all. How could he have made such a move and knocked everyone to the ground at once?

"Did you see it just now? That power appeared and got out of control again. I..."

"Oh? I didn't see it. I was going to look for Chunhe, but then I remembered that I should remind you again to try not to use magic." Wang Wei looked around at the mess. "Oh, am I too late?"

Wang was pretending to be surprised, but she was the mastermind behind the scenes, hiding in the dark to observe Huo Feng's movements, and when the time was right to mobilize the power of the devil to attack those monks. As long as she made him do something that was inconsistent with his code of conduct and made him suffer from this power, sooner or later he would compromise himself.

Huo Feng looked at Wang Wei calmly, "Do you know something but are hiding it from me?"

"I'm not obligated to tell you anything. As for me, I'm offering to help you out of kindness, but I won't force others to do anything they don't want to do. Good luck to you." After saying that, Wang Wei turned around and left.

Huo Feng clenched his hands. From the moment he was resurrected, he realized that everything was going out of control. The strange and supernatural things might just be episodes in his long life, but he would never use such excuses to cover up the fact that it might hurt others. Whether this power was his or not, it was in his body at the moment. Even if he didn't think about it, it was related to him.

Mo Wei, is this mysterious woman an enemy or a friend? Why does she want to help him? Huo Feng was full of doubts, but at the moment he didn't have the key to the whole thing, so he could only believe what he wanted to believe.

"I am willing to take you as my master." Huo Feng said bluntly, "As long as... you have a way to remove this power from my body."

Wang Wei turned his back and smiled complacently.

*

"Is the God ready?"

Chun He stepped into the Qiongji Pavilion and looked at the screen decorated with mountains and rivers. Behind the screen, there was a figure accompanied by dim light, which blended into the silent ink embroidery. After a while, Huo Feng walked out from behind the screen. He changed into a new set of clothes, which was the Taoist uniform worn by Tianhemen disciples on formal occasions.

Compared to the embroidery patterns on the regular uniforms that can be modified according to different teachers, this one is unified for the entire sect, and the shape is more solemn. The dark texture on it is like flowing clouds, and the indigo satin is thick and elegant, which reminds him of the Tiancao official uniform that has been completely hidden in the bottom of the box.

I will only wear this once in my life, Huo Feng thought.

He had just been distracted for a moment behind the screen, and was now immersed in long and messy memories.

He couldn't go back to heaven, nor did he want to go back. What was the meaning of the Heavenly Wish-making Office, helping people realize their wishes, but in the end, he couldn't even help himself.

Working in an unrecognized department with a boss who was elusive, who would believe that Si Yuanfu could really achieve anything? In the end, he himself did not believe it.

A thousand years passed on earth, but for the gods in heaven, only a thousand days had passed. After many twists and turns, they returned to the starting point. Now, they have to become a member of the Tianhe Gate again.

Become a disciple? Huo Feng laughed at himself.

Huo Feng once had a master for a short time. There was no apprenticeship ceremony, but the master just passed by and gave him some pointers. From then on, in his heart, that person was his master.

But later, the man passed away, and his disciples had already gathered around him. Huo Feng could only hide in the grass beside the tomb to pay homage secretly. It was Chun He, his junior sister, who happened to pass by and saw this, that Huo Feng confessed some of his inner thoughts to her.

It was well known to everyone that outer disciples were not valued. Apart from envying the core disciples who were surrounded by the crowd, he could only seize the opportunity, practice diligently, and not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Later, he succeeded and had the honor of visiting the heavenly palace that everyone longed for. He was willing to sacrifice himself in the end. But now, he was forcibly resurrected, and they asked him to leave his past behind and forget about it. At the moment when he wanted to end it all and become a martyr again, there was actually someone chasing him and wanting to take him as a disciple?

In his spare time in the Heavenly Palace, he had read a few rebirth stories collected by his colleagues. The theme of other stories was what if life was repeated, but he woke up in a mess and could only bite the bullet and move forward. The world seemed to always push him, making every choice and taking every step for him.

And what he wanted... yes, what he insisted on, he did not intend to give up. As long as Mo Wei removed that harmful power, and then left this divine body to Tianhemen, his mission would be completed.

"Maybe it can be even earlier." He had some calculations of his own in his mind.

Wang Wei walked in from outside the door. She was also wearing an indigo-colored Tianhemen Taoist robe. The shape seemed to have been slightly adjusted, making her look more stable, but there was a slightly unsteady look on her face.

"This entry process is too complicated, Chunhe, how long have you been holding the ceremony like this? I suggest you keep it simple." Wang Wei complained about the outdated rules of the sect without any hesitation.

Chun He smiled awkwardly: "It has been like this since I joined the sect. Mo Wei, you will be a guest elder of the sect in the future. If you have any ideas, please feel free to bring them up. Only then will we have the opportunity to improve."

As the name implies, guest elders are invited to serve temporarily in the sect and are not completely bound by the sect's rules. They are equivalent to a powerful foreign aid. This is also Ying Wangwei's request. After all, her real purpose of coming here is not to revitalize Xuanmen.

Huo Feng: "Since you find it troublesome, why not skip the apprenticeship ceremony." Wang Wei felt that there was something else in his words and did not respond.

"Since the Divine Lord ascended to heaven, he naturally rose to the position of elder in the Tianhe Sect. This time when he returned again, the position of the head sect should have been inherited by the Divine Lord, but he... refused."

Chun He's tone showed regret, but Huo Feng listened expressionlessly, "So, you are here to become my disciple as an elder of the sect. Since you are all from the Heavenly Palace and are high gods, we won't talk too much about the seniority rules of the mortal world. However, this ceremony——"

"Yes!" Wang Wei responded straightforwardly, "I just heard the elders talking about some old things. As a new guest elder who has just joined the sect, I want to take the sect's last Divine Lord as my disciple, so of course I have to do it in a grand manner."

Old story? Huo Feng looked a little unnatural, and Wang Wei noticed the subtle changes in his mood intentionally or unintentionally.

Huo Feng suppressed his emotions and hesitated to speak. Chun He saw the clue and said, "I'll go to the main hall to see how they are preparing. The apprenticeship ceremony will be held in half an hour. You can just come to the main hall then."

"My heart is dead and my hope of survival is slim. If this is the case, are you still determined to take me as your disciple?" Huo Feng waited until Chun He walked out of the bamboo forest before asking, seeming to be very cautious.

"Of course." Wang Wei answered without hesitation.

"I will not give up what I want in this life. The final result will not change. Are you still willing?"

"Of course." Wang Wei smiled lightly and said bluntly, "However, the Lord of God has only woken up for a few days. Have you really decided what you want in this life - to die?"