Embers

I don't know when, Ye Bozhou noticed some changes in his little apprentice.

With no experience in raising children, he sometimes wonders whether such changes will always occur in the process of growing up.

His eyes began to become deep and cold, and his temperament began to become compelling. Many times, he stood there without words or expressions, and he could feel the compelling edge.

Like...a sword about to be drawn.

This made Ye Bozhou very confused, but the busyness of the sect affairs also left him no time to think carefully about why.

When snowflakes fell in the sky, Ember put away her sword and stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the snow with no expression on her face.

He could feel the power surging in his body, which was an unprecedented powerful force, which came from the magic power given by the "Crossing Flower Heart Sutra".

Is this the power circulating in Nie Budu's hands?

Suddenly, the zhenqi in the body started to go retrograde again, and the meridians all over his body began to tingle.

A mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed on the skirt of his clothes. He supported the stone wall, his whole body trembling violently.

This is the price.

If you gain strength, you must pay the corresponding price.

He gritted his teeth, trying to calm the turmoil in his body.

After a long time, everything finally calmed down. He let out a breath slowly, and his whole body fell to the ground, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.

The practice period of "Cuohuaxinjing" is actually not long. From the fact that Nie Budu was able to defeat Master Fengguo Master Handan at the age of 13, it can be seen that people with excellent talents only need one to two years to complete the practice. .

However, the scary thing about magic skills is that the true qi it brings is very domineering, and it will happen frequently. In this way, people will always have the risk of going crazy, which is worse than the pain they have to endure from time to time. Be scary.

Once insane, all rationality will be suppressed. At that time, people will become a Rakshasa from hell, seeing people and killing people, seeing gods and gods, and even being unable to recognize their loved ones.

Maybe it's not that there is no solution, it's just that he hasn't figured it out yet.

His plan is very simple, to complete the "Cuohua Heart Sutra" in the shortest possible time, and then go to the Demon Sect to rescue his elder brother and seek revenge on Nie Budu.

There is still one year left, Nie Budu can only give him another year at most.

Because Nie Budu will be 24 years old this year.

He took off his clothes in the cold wind, and walked to the lake to start cleaning the blood on it. The icy lake made him shiver.

He looked at his hands, and stretched them into the water again without hesitation. His hands were stinging from the cold, but he didn't even frown.

In a blink of an eye, it will be New Year's Eve again.

As in previous years, all the people in Xiaxianmen will gather together, have a meal and watch the show, and then return to the yard to welcome the new year.

The elders of Xiaxianmen were very busy this year, and finally waited for such a day of relaxation, all of them were beaming, chatting and laughing loudly, very lively.

Ember looked at everything in front of her, feeling dead silent in her heart.

In the past, he was still a good disciple of Xiaxianmen. Although he was cold-tempered and didn't like to be lively, he could somehow blend in.

Now, he instigates Fu Yan to steal meth and avoids everyone to practice magic arts. He has already committed the highest taboo of Xiaxianmen, and he is charged with a serious crime. He feels out of place here.

"Jin'er, why are you in a daze, come and eat some meat."

Ye Bozhou gently rubbed his head as usual, and gave him a piece of meat.

Su Jiujiu was beside him angrily as usual: "Junior brother! That's the last piece!"

"..."

Ember silently lowered her head and bit the meat, a feeling of being out of breath welled up in her heart.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to Ye Bozhou when he learned everything, and what would happen to everyone in Xiaxianmen.

But it will definitely be like many years ago, all the good things will be disillusioned, and this time it will be broken by myself.

While the entire Xiaxianmen was in a joyous atmosphere, the Devil's Cult was in chaos.

I was enjoying the New Year's Eve dinner, but unexpectedly, the leader's magic power suddenly started to attack. He flipped the table with a bang, and drew out his sword to slash wildly, leaving the whole hall in a mess.

"..."

The members of the Devil's Cult stood helplessly in the cold wind. They just ate two mouthfuls of food, and they were all overturned before they could taste what it tasted. It's so frightening for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year.

Mo Yuan chased everyone away with a haughty face: "If you have nothing to do, go back to your own residence, and figure out your own way for dinner tonight!"

The congregation all walked away in dismay.

Nie Budu stood in the middle of the hall with his sword in his hand, and the trembling all over his body gradually subsided.

The left and right protectors stood on one side, looking at him with unpredictable expressions.

A ruthless man strode in from the door.

"Master."

"This seat is fine."

The scarlet in Nie Budu's eyes gradually faded, he looked around at the tables and chairs destroyed by him, without any expression on his face.

"Go back and rest early."

With that said, he put away his sword and strode out.

His steps were steady, his back straight, as if nothing had happened.

Only Mo Yuan saw it. As soon as he left the sight of several people, his figure began to shake, and he pulled out his sword and stuck it on the ground with a bang, and barely stabilized his body.

"Master!"

Mo Yuan hurried over to support him.

"Mo Yuan, help me go back."

Hearing his words, he started to tremble, and Mo Yuan said angrily, "Those two damned foxes, I wish you could make room for them sooner! Why do you still accommodate them until now!"

Nie Budu snorted softly: "How could I die so easily? The two of them do have the ability to manage the Demon Cult. Wouldn't it be a pity to drive them away?"

Mo Yuan looked at his pale face and said impulsively: "Why don't you just order us to attack the Xiaxian Gate directly! Then we can get the "Cuo Hua Xin Sutra"!"

Nie Budu couldn't help coughing up blood as he walked, and his voice was intermittent.

"If we attack Xiaxianmen...then the whole Baidao will besiege us...do you think...the Demon Cult is really the opponent of the whole Baidao?"

And it is hard to say whether the "Wrong Flower Heart Sutra" is really as powerful as it is said in the legend. If it can't extend one's own life, and let the Demon Cult be besieged by Bai Dao, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Mo Yuan had no choice but to kick the snow angrily.

"How's it going over there?"

Mo Yuan choked up: "The work was completed two days ago..."

Nie Budu endured the pain and smiled: "That's good."

Mo Yuan said in a hoarse voice: "There are many peach trees planted there, and they will be full of peach blossoms in spring. You will be very happy to stay there in the future... and it is very quiet, and no one will disturb you Rest... the artisan's design is also very secret... those dead foxes will not be found easily..."

As he spoke, he was already sobbing.

Nie Budu sighed faintly: "You are so big, why are you crying? Take me to see it when you have time. There are always so many academic affairs, and I don't have time to take a look in person."

Mo Yuan wiped his tears with his sleeve, nodded his head heavily: "Yeah!"

……

……

After the New Year's Eve dinner, it is usual to watch a firework.

This year's fireworks are extremely beautiful. It is said that they were given by Wanyue Mountain Villa to thank Xiaxianmen. Large and large flowers bloomed in the night sky, bringing the atmosphere of the New Year to the entire Xiaxianmen.

Su Changjiu couldn't help sighing: "Look, people will still enjoy it, they can watch such beautiful fireworks every year."

Ye Bozhou laughed: "It's because they always spend money on this that the strength of the villa has always been so weak."

Su Jiujiu rolled his eyes: "Life can be fun for a while, I think you are always so picky, and you probably won't be able to spend the money you keep in the future. Could it be that you keep it for a wife?"

Ye Bozhou gave a "you don't understand" expression.

Su Jiujiu leaned over and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you can't spend it, I'm willing to help you, brother."

Ye Bozhou wanted to whip him.

Ember watched the fireworks in the sky.

This is already, the ninth year since he came to Xiaxianmen.

Back in the yard, Ye Bozhou and Ember started to make dumplings.

Ember held the dumpling stuffing and mixed it absent-mindedly.

Ye Bozhou grabbed the dumpling stuffing and put it aside, then pressed him against the wall with force, and took a closer look at him.

"What's the matter, you seem to be very unhappy since the afternoon?"

Ember lowered her eyelids: "No."

Ye Bozhou kissed his forehead with some distress: "Is it because he has grown up? Jhin'er doesn't seem to tell me anything recently."

Ember smiled helplessly: "No."

Ye Bozhou sighed lightly: "Okay."

She lowered her head and licked his lips, then kissed him.

"If you are in a bad mood, tell me. Don't forget, I am not only your master, but also your husband."

Ember only grabbed one word to retort: ​​"It's a wife."

Ye Bozhou raised his head and rubbed between his eyebrows: "Okay, it's my wife."

Then he hugged him in his arms: "I really don't know how to hurt you."

Ember just wanted to smile, but the corner of her mouth twitched, and suddenly pushed Ye Bozhou away abruptly and forcefully.

……

Ye Bozhou was unprepared, staggered by his push, almost fell to the ground.

Some inexplicably raised his head, and the whole person was stunned.

Ember's body trembled slightly, she bit her lips tightly, her eyes were dark red, her expression was painful and indifferent.

Ye Bozhou felt his eyelids twitch heavily: "Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ember stretched out his hand with great effort to stop the other hand, drew his sword, and gritted his teeth when his thoughts were confused: "Quick... get out..."

Immediately afterwards, his eyes became scarlet.

Ye Bozhou's expression froze, and a fierce aura that did not belong to Ember rushed towards his face.

"Jin'er!"

Ember's rationality had been submerged, and he slowly walked towards Ye Bozhou with a strange expression he had never seen before.

Ye Bozhou hesitated for a moment, but moved his hand away from Jieyou's sword hilt.

……

Ember raised her hand and drew out her sword!