The hard way to raise an apprentice

The scorched flag was rolled up by the cold wind. In the long wind and snow, the piercing sound of the collision of swords and swords was carried to the top of the mountain by the wind.The bottom of the mountain is full of black and white figures fighting, and a few vultures are hovering over the corpses that have not been completely buried by the heavy snow. The blood on the corpses has frozen, but the broken hilt is still held in the hands of the corpses. .In the distance, shouts could be heard endlessly, as if the battlefield spread all over Xilai Continent.

"You villain, if your master hadn't fought the White Demon Mountain alone to save you back then! Where did you come to achieve what you are today!!" The old man with a white beard held a light sword and roared angrily.

"For the sake of your master, please spare your life and come with us." The woman in the white dress stood on the spirit sword, her eyes seemed filled with impatience.

"Go back, he will forgive you." Another man sighed softly.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, there are several white-clothed people standing there, all of them are good-looking, and their clothes are fluttering. Although they look young, they have all reached the stage of leaving their bodies, and the cultivation base of the old man has reached the middle stage of the cave.The spiritual power gathered on them gave off a faint halo, but under the peaceful protective layer, there was an earth-shattering power rolling.

"Follow you, where are you going, Demon Sealing Tower?" The man in black who was surrounded by everyone laughed softly, raised his head and looked at the sky, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow was falling, he suddenly looked at those few People, with bright red eyes showing a lazy expression, "By the way, who gave you the qualification to look down on this deity?"

As soon as the words fell, a monstrous coercion swept over them, and the almost real killing intent pulled them down from midair. The youngest and most promising people in the world of cultivating immortals were pressed down by the heavy killing intent and almost knelt down. Even the old man He also bent his knees.

They forgot that this person is not only the disciple of the master, but also the new generation of Demon Lord of the Demon Realm.

"Ahem..." There was a light cough, and the man in black turned his head instantly, only to see the only person who had withstood the pressure standing not far away, holding his sword on the ground, covering his face with one hand and coughing, the bright red blood Runs through the fingers.

"Master! You still come...to see me!" The man in black showed a happy expression, and he stretched out his arms excitedly as if to hug him, "Come with me, Master!"

The young man in white clothes not far away put down his hands, his stern face was even more ruthless under the ice and snow. This young man looked like he was only in his early twenties, but he was already very advanced. He opened his thin lips lightly, "Rebel, come with me!" go back."

The man in black's expression froze, he slowly lowered his arms, and stared blankly at the other party. Suddenly he smiled, with a desolate smile, "So, you are the same as them."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a pitch-black long knife appeared in his hand. The hostility entwined around the blade like black smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a gale and rushed in front of the white-clothed boy. But he sighed, raised the sword and waved it, the sword energy turned into a rainbow, cutting a deep mark on the rock in front of him.In just a few breaths, the entire mountain top was deserted, the rocks were broken, and the air was filled with a burning smell.The strong wind raged, heavy snow whizzed by, and the blades of the swords collided with each other, making ear-piercing buzzing sounds.Two people whose cultivation bases were at the peak of the two worlds fought in the most ordinary way, and this ordinary confrontation of swords had already destroyed a thousand-year-old spiritual mountain.

They could hardly be seen in the snowstorm, and the two blurred figures collided in mid-air.Maybe it won't be a problem if it goes on like this for a hundred years...

There was a clear and crisp copper bell from nowhere, logically speaking, it could not be heard in this noisy battle, but at that second, the world seemed to be muted, and only this crisp copper bell echoed between the sky and the earth. The figure suddenly stopped! ! !At such a moment, before the man in black had time to withdraw his sword, the black blade pierced straight into the white costume, and blood splashed on his face in an instant.

Blood is warm.

The always proud white figure fell to the ground, with blood gushing from his heart. He covered the wound with his white hands, blinked and raised his eyes to look at the man in black, but he didn't seem to react.

"...Master..." The man in black stared blankly at the people on the ground, followed the slight ringing of the bell, and suddenly turned his head to look at a corner of his clothes behind the rock not far away, and instantly swung the black knife in his hand, immediately He rushed over with the consciousness of the master, and before the man who was still giggling ferociously while holding the Tongling hadn't reacted, he cut off the other's neck with a knife.

The black knife returned to the man in black with blood. At that moment, he knew who he had killed. He trembled with anger. It was that guy. Still angry, he bent down stiffly and looked at the person lying on the ground.

"Qi... Rui..." The boy in white was spitting out blood desperately as he spoke, his brows were slightly frowned, making people feel pity, and he tightly grasped the hem of the man in black with his blood-stained hand.

"Master!!!" The bloody pupils of the man in black trembled.

"Live..." The boy in white put his bloody hand on the cheek of the man in black, and suddenly smiled, he said, "Live...go."

"Get out! How dare you kill him!!" The woman yelled like crazy with tears in her eyes, her spiritual power soared, and the thunder that attracted it kept hitting the ground around her like a whip.

"Bold and wicked!! It's unbearable for you to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors!!!" The old man behind him roared.

Deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors?Bully?Mozun lowered his head and looked at the young man in white who was lying on the snow in front of him. He still had such an indifferent expression, his dark eyes were lifeless, his white hands were covered with blood, and his white robe, which was always clean and tidy, was also stained red with blood. ...

But just now, he laughed...he let himself live...

"Didn't you come...to catch me to the Demon Sealing Tower?"

Isn't it true?

No one answered him.

The only person who knew the answer was already lying on the ground, and the heavy snow seemed to bury the boy in an instant.Mozun suddenly squatted down. At that moment, he seemed to be no longer the supreme Moyu Venerable, but just an apprentice who made a mistake.His trembling hands picked up the already cold corpse, his arms clenched tightly, as if he wanted to rub the other into his body, and he howled like a child.

In an instant, the blizzard seemed to stop, but it was replaced by dark clouds, which almost overwhelmed the dark clouds rolling in black and heavy, like the end of the world, the whole sky was filled with the sound of thunder, which made people's ears numb. Stop flickering, pregnant with terrifying power.

"What's going on!!" A man exclaimed in surprise.

"This is... the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation!?" The old man was surprised.

"He wants... to cross the tribulation?" The woman was taken aback, the Demon Lord was already the number one in the demon world, "What kind of nine-day thunder tribulation does he have to overcome by himself?"

Doesn't it say in the book that the magic cultivator crossing the catastrophe will cause heaven's punishment?Isn't the Nine Heavens Thunder Calamity the calamity of a cultivator? What are you trying to do?The woman just recalled the history books she learned a long time ago, but she didn't realize it. Whether it is a cultivator or a demon cultivator, there has been no one who can lead to the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation in nearly a hundred years.

"He has half the blood of a cultivator," the man frowned. "Who remembers where his cultivation level is?"

"...He won't, has he already reached the tribulation period?" The woman suddenly smiled bitterly, and finally a cultivator who hadn't been seen in a hundred years appeared in the tribulation period, and it turned out to be a demon cultivator.

"Could it be...he wants to shatter the void!!!" The old man's eyes widened suddenly, "Evacuate Tianze Mountain!!!"

Above the nine heavens, dark purple lightning as thick as a bucket struck the ground in an instant, shooting violently at every place, as if to split this spiritual mountain into two.

"It's the body of the younger brother!!!" The woman shouted unwillingly.

"Withdraw!!" The old man roared, "You can't hold on to this lightning calamity!!"

They immediately withdrew to a distance, and the woman turned her head unwillingly and glanced at the two figures in the center of the thunder calamity. Even if it was the nine-day thunder calamity, they were actually isolated by the soaring power of the demon king, and the dark purple lightning struck heavily on the first floor. On the dark red barrier, if he holds on, he will ascend to immortality and shatter the void, and future generations will not care whether he is a demon cultivator or not, and will only remember that he is a rare genius in the cultivation world.

It seemed that there was only the sound of thunder left in the world, and the last bolt of lightning was about to move in the clouds.Suddenly, the man in black stood up holding the body of the boy in white.

"Shattered Void?" The man in black chuckled, as if everything in this world had lost its appeal to him, "What's the use... just disappear." With a light wave of his hand, the darkness covering the sky The red protective barrier fell apart.

The last nine-day thunder tribulation struck instantly! ! !

Mozun looked down at the person in his arms and sighed softly.

"Gu Yi."

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"kindness?"

On the speeding carriage, the little boy in white suddenly opened his eyes. He looked around, looked down at his hands, then touched his face, and suddenly sighed.

"Young Master." There was a voice from outside, it should be someone who was driving, the carriage stopped slowly, the door was opened, the sudden sunlight pierced his eyes, the boy covered his face, and then slowly lowered his hands.

The black eyes like the night sky are slightly narrowed, his eyebrows are picturesque, the bridge of the nose is high, the chin is slightly raised, the long black hair is tied neatly, and the immature face already reveals a trace of majesty. The thin lips look a little displeased.

The one who opened the car door was a masked guard in black, with deep eyes under his sword eyebrows. He frowned slightly, as if he realized that he had displeased the boy in white, and hurriedly spoke.

"The road ahead is wronged, young master, please go with your subordinates on horseback."

"... Kunou?" The little boy seemed to be asking something.

"It's the young master." The guard nodded immediately.

"Hey..." He sighed, and the tense atmosphere was swept away, "Let's ride the horse."

The carriage was unloaded, and only the chestnut horse was left. He looked up at the "horse". The chestnut horse shook its head, and suddenly turned into a Qilin beast, with dark red scales and claws flying, and mouth popping. Wisps of green smoke came out, and he shook his head and flicked his tail.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Qilin beast was the treasure of the demon world. It could fly up and down the sky and enter the sea, but it has degenerated for thousands of years and can only run. If you say that it is different from a horse, it will spit out real fire on your face. Qilin beasts can travel tens of thousands of times a day, do not eat for several months, and are rare in the world who can spit fire.

"I've wronged you, Qiuqiu." The little boy said.

Yes, this majestic Qilin beast is called Qiuqiu.

The guards carried him up and sat on it together. The Qilin beast raised its hoof and ran out in an instant.

"How long will we go?"

"Young master, don't worry, you can go to Xiaoyaomen at night." The guard named Jiuzhong replied, he looked down at the young master sitting in front of him, and suddenly felt that the young master had matured a lot, and he was not as old as when he left the city a few days ago. The panic, after all, is still a ten-year-old child.

Sure enough, in the evening, they arrived at a field, where red flowers bloomed all over the mountains and plains, and under the reflection of the setting sun, they seemed to be burning with flames.

"Young master, please keep this jade card. If anyone brings you into Xiaoyaomen, show this jade card to him." Jiu Zhong knelt down on one knee and tied the jade card around the boy's waist, looking up at his little boy. The little young master, "Young master, please rest assured, when the city master removes the disasters in the city, he will definitely take the young master back to the city."

Jiuzhong couldn't bear it, because this child was going to be hidden in Xiaoyaomen, so he must not reveal his talent and identity. The day before leaving the city, the city lord forged the young man's spiritual root as a low-level three-level spiritual root. His identity was unknown and his talent was insufficient. Xiaoyaomen, the head of the gate, would definitely be ridiculed. He couldn't imagine what kind of life such a noble young master would face.

"Jiuzhong." The little boy suddenly put his hand on the head of the guard who was kneeling on one knee. There was no panic in his eyes, but calm and calm like the surface of a lake. "Don't worry about me."

Jiuzhong was stunned for a moment, the young master seemed to have grown up suddenly.

"Someone is coming," Jiuzhong saw a figure appearing by the stream in the distance, "Young Master, take care!"

The boy glanced at the distance, then looked back, Kunou and Qilin Beast had disappeared, he tilted his head as if recalling something.

"...Brother Ye...?" He touched the jade pendant on his waist.

The figure walked along the stream and stood not far away. It was a young man in white clothes and carrying a medicine basket, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face, a pair of clear eyes that were reddened by the sea of ​​flowers, small Beads of sweat hung on his fair forehead, and he was holding a red flower in his hand, staring at him in surprise.

"Who are you!?" The other party shouted, "This is a forbidden area!"

He turned to look at him, and spoke softly.

"My name...Gu Yi."

"Gu Yi?" The other party seemed to be thinking about whether there was such a person in Xiaoyaomen, "I'm Ye Ming, are you a new disciple of Xiaoyaomen?"

Gu Yi blinked, looked down at the jade pendant on his waist, and Ye Ming followed his line of sight.

"You have the jade pendant from the outer door of Xiaoyaomen." Ye Ming said, "Did no one tell you that you can't come here without a mission."

Seeing that the little boy didn't speak, Ye Ming sighed and put on a gentle smile, "I'm sorry to scare you just now, I am the head of Xiaoyaomen's disciples this year, you can call me... Senior Brother Ye."

"Senior Brother Ye." He said obediently.

"Let's go, my mission is finished, I'll take you back." Ye Ming threw the flowers in his hands into the medicine basket behind him, walked up to Gu Yi's hand, and felt the other's little hand tremble, probably Usually not used to touch.

Gu Yi looked up at the elder brother who was a head taller than him, and smiled slightly.

'Xiaoyaomen, we meet again. '