villain is a good guy

Fifteen years ago, several disciples of Wangyougu went to the small secret realm of Qinglian, and happened to meet Jianxiu of the Fushan School.

Wangyougu and Fushan sect, both of them are well-known orthodox sects, if they met in the secret realm, even if they were not together, they would not be able to fight each other.

So the elders of Wangyou Valley received messages from their disciples saying that when they met the sword cultivator of the Fushan School, they were not only not nervous, but rather relieved.

Fushan sect, the number one sect in the world, the safety of its disciples must be guaranteed!

Unexpectedly, one day later, the disciple's soul lamps went out one after another.

The elders of Wangyou Valley turned pale with fright, and forcibly tore open the entrance to the secret realm, but all they found were the cold corpses of the disciples, and each corpse had the same sword wound on the side of the neck.

"Without resistance, one move is fatal." Gui Bian, who was still an elder at the time and has now been promoted to the owner of Wangyou Valley, cried bitterly while holding the corpse of his own disciple, "Fushan faction...Fushan faction!"

Then he activated the secret method, vomited his heart and blood, and forcibly extracted the remaining memories of the corpse.

There was no sound in the broken picture, but the picture of the red-clothed sword cultivator raising his sword and falling was reflected in the eyes of every Wangyougu disciple.

Fushan School, Yan Rongyi.

Only he is dressed in a red robe and has profound cultivation, who can murder more than a dozen disciples of Wangyou Valley by himself.

But Gui Bian did not rush to the Fushan faction to ask for an explanation.

Firstly, it is a well-known fact that Venerable Chengying favors his disciples, and secondly...he couldn't figure out why Yan Rongyi wanted to kill Wangyougu and Fushan School without any enmity.

It wasn't until five years later that Yan Rongyi's collusion with Moxiu was exposed.

It turned out that he had fallen into a demon, willing to degenerate, and harming innocent people.

When Gui Bian got the news, he immediately rushed up to Fushan with the elders of the sect masters, and fought his old face, in exchange for the result of being imprisoned for ten years.

Changing someone else, doing all the utterly unconscionable things, but only being imprisoned for ten years, the monks will not be convinced, but Yan Rongyi is the apprentice of Venerable Chengying.

It's not that they are afraid of Venerable Chengying's cultivation, but that all the people in the world owe Venerable Chengying a favor - back then, if Venerable Chengying hadn't rushed into the Netherworld alone and fought the devil to the death, he would not be able to get it back Thousands of years of peace in the world.

So Venerable Cheng Ying punished Yan Rongyi for ten years, and he accepted it calmly.

If everyone owes Venerable Chengying, let him pay it back with his apprentice.

But if you accept it, it doesn't mean that Gui Bian won't trip up the Fushan faction.

So he acquiesced in his disciple's nonsense, and was even proud that Wangyougu could bring face to the number one sect in the world.

It's a pity that Yan Rongyi didn't play cards according to common sense. Not only did he show up, but he also brought Venerable Chengying who was covered in cold.

Gui Bian was dumbfounded.

The disciples didn't know about it, and the elders of each faction were clear in their hearts.

Venerable Chengying used the favor he fought for with his life to change his apprentice's life.

To put it bluntly, this transaction is to roast Wangyougu on the fire.

The other sects were unwilling to owe favors to the Fushan Sect for thousands of years, so they acquiesced to Venerable Chengying's proposal. Even if Wangyougu wanted to avenge his disciple, he would not dare to say that his disciple's life was more important than the common people in the world.

So the matter of Yan Rongyi's obsession should have turned into a small one, and then turned into a small one. In the end, he used excuses such as "misunderstanding" or "being insane".

However, Gui Bian made a mistake, and the matter could not end well.

Sure enough, when Gui Bian thought of this, he was frozen by the icy cold.

The disciples around him didn't realize it, they looked at the number one sword cultivator in the world, and whispered among themselves, completely unaware that his Valley Master's eyebrows were stained with ice and snow, and fine icicles fell from his hair.

Gui Bian knew that Venerable Chengying was angry.

But even if he knew, it was useless.

The coercion caused simply by the difference in cultivation level nailed Gui Bian in place, his vision gradually blurred, his spiritual power stagnated in the dantian, and he lost contact with himself.

In the face of absolute power, Gui Bian has no room to resist.

Finally, some disciples noticed Gui Bian's strangeness: "Master Gu?"

Gui Bian's frozen eyeballs turned with difficulty.

"Gu master... Gu master, what's wrong with you?" The disciple's complexion changed drastically, and he reached out to help him.

At the critical moment, Gui Bian suddenly bent over and vomited, spraying blood and water mixed with jagged ice all over the ground.

"Valley Master!" The ghost cultivators of Wangyou Valley turned pale with shock.

After Gui Bian vomited, his complexion gradually returned to normal, and he waved his hands with a wry smile: "Don't panic, I just... just went crazy for a while."

When a monk enters meditation, it is common for his spiritual energy to go wrong. The disciples do not doubt him, only the suzerains of the other sects show their faces, but no one shows up as a ghost.

Compared with Yan Rongyi's life alone, they didn't want to owe favor to Venerable Chengying.

Yan Rongyi, who was kneeling on the ground, noticed something strange, but he didn't think of the instigator on Venerable Chengying.

He only felt that the owner of Wangyou Valley had a big heart, and all the disciples in the valley scolded the world's number one swordsman, and he could still enter the samadhi with the old god on the ground, and then go mad and spray blood, he is really a strange person.

Besides, Venerable Chengying, seeing Ghost Bian spit out a mouthful of ice-filled blood, was in a good mood, bowed his head with his hands behind his back, and looked at Yan Rongyi who was kneeling in front of him, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

For monks, ten years is but a snap of the fingers.

But during the ten years that Yan Rongyi was imprisoned in Siguo Cliff, Venerable Chengying claimed to be practicing in seclusion, but in fact he never even drew his sword.

He stared at Yan Rongyi who was kneeling in front of him in pain.

Dressed in red, like a boy from yesterday.

"Tolerance..."