nowhere to go

An ink-colored back appeared in everyone's eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Zi and Feng Xi looked at each other, they both sighed.

Back then, the death of the demon emperor Jiang Yan had dealt a great blow to Yan Qinghong. They never expected that the unreasonable cause was the demon emperor, so that when Yan Qinghong's Moon Painting Sword stabbed down, it was too late, and the inner alchemy was exhausted. Destroy the soul to pieces, and it will never be saved again.

Trading Weiyin's death for Chenhuang's current status, not to mention that those who are not familiar with Weiyin have already felt remorse, how could Yan Qinghong, who is sitting in the head, be happy, so these years they Letting Yan Qinghong do nonsense is just turning a blind eye.

Chapter 2

Weiyin, who was taken into the Hall of Knowing Will, carefully raised his head to look at Yan Qinghong.

There was no light in the hall, and the light from outside passed through the window grille on the door and wrapped in smoke and rain gauze, casting a blurred light and shadow on the ground. Yan Qinghong was facing the hall, his face was shrouded in darkness and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

Weiyin hesitated for a while, and asked: "Master, is Weiyin the name of the demon emperor Jiangyan? Isn't he called Jiangyan?"

"His name is Wei Yin." Yan Qinghong replied coldly.

"Then why did the master name the disciple after the Demon Emperor?"

Yan Qinghong was silent for a moment, then slowly walked to the center of the hall and replied, "Because you have the same red lotus mark under your right eye as him."

Weiyin raised his hand to touch the corner of his right eye, and said, "Is it because of this that the master accepts disciples as disciples?"

Yan Qinghong closed his eyes and replied, "Yes."

He didn't stop to ask, he felt that he should have noticed something, but he didn't understand it, and he couldn't explain it clearly, such a strange feeling lingered in his heart, and what he asked and what Yan Qinghong answered had already been solved His biggest doubt today, and he got an answer again in his own way of understanding.

Because he was similar to the Demon Emperor, Yan Qinghong accepted him as his apprentice.

But why?

Yan Qinghong took out a fire talisman from his sleeve and pinched it on his fingertips, silently recited a mantra, and with a soft "go", thousands of candles in the hall were lit at the same time, reflecting that there was no trace of darkness in the hall.

Yan Qinghong turned around and looked at Wei Yin and said: "From now on, you will live in the side hall with me. You will wake up at the hour of the day and sleep at the hour of the day. Some clothes, utensils and meals will be prepared for you. After breakfast, I will teach you Practicing mind and martial arts, what is there that I still don't understand?"

Wei Yin looked at Yan Qinghong in front of him, thought for a while and then asked: "Can disciple leave Zhiyi Palace?"

Yan Qinghong looked at him, and replied after a while: "No."

Wei Yin lowered his head and said, "The disciple understands."

Yan Qinghong looked at Wei Yin, and suddenly flashed in front of his eyes was Jiangyan Yaohuang, who was lying in his arms with the Huayue sword stuck in his chest, covered in blood, his bloody hands were tightly grasping his lapel, that pretty face There are also stars and moon-like eyes showing the despair of being betrayed, calling his name and asking him why, that person is also called Wei Yin.

He has been thinking about his junior brother, Jiang Weiyin, for many years.

Yan Qinghong frowned and regained his composure, and said to Wei Yin: "After taking a bath, go back to your room to practice the melting snow method quietly. You are limited to ten days to complete the first floor."

Wei Yin was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded: "Yes, Master."

The days of practicing with Yan Qinghong were very boring and tedious. Yan Qinghong would pre-determine what to do every day. There was no extension allowed, but it did not exceed his ability.

Weiyin thought that Yan Qinghong would be strict with him, but it was not. Compared with those senior brothers who often laughed at him for being stupid and dull, Yan Qinghong was much more kind.

This day, he was about to report to Yan Qinghong after practicing the mental method, but he ran into an acquaintance, Gu Shuangchi, on the way.

"Senior brother Shuangchi." Weiyin stepped forward and saluted.

Gu Shuang turned around to see him, stopped in his tracks and bowed back, "Brother Weiyin, long time no see."

Long time no see.

Wei Yin was stunned for a moment, it seemed that some time had passed since he went to Zhiyi Hall, looking at Gu Shuang now, he didn't have to tilt his head up to see who it was like when he was a child.

Gu Shuangchi approached and patted Wei Yin's head, and said with a smile, "You have grown taller."

Wei Yin lowered his head and asked, "Brother, are you going to visit Master?"

Gu Shuang nodded and said, "Yes, are you going to find the head too?"

"Well, Master should be in the alchemy room at this time." After finishing speaking, Wei Yin looked at Gu Shuangchi and said, "Let's go together."

It was too lively in the sect yesterday, and the disciple who won after many competitions would become the first disciple of the sect. Although he had never been to watch this competition, he would know immediately who would win in the end, and today he officially became Yan Qinghong's disciple. Gu Shuangchi had to come to pay respects to the teacher.

In terms of time, he joined Yan Qinghong's sect earlier, but compared to Gu Shuangchi, who became the head disciple by relying on his strength, he was like a half-baked joke. In the previous rumors, Yan Qinghong just "followed" him.

Weiyin brought Gushuang to the alchemy room late, and after meeting Yan Qinghong, Yan Qinghong ordered the two of them to get up and walk forward.

Yan Qinghong looked at Gu Shuangchi and said, "Wei Yin, you step aside first."

"Yes." Unanswered, he stepped back ten steps to the side and stopped.

Yan Qinghong first took out a pendant and handed it to Gu Shuangchi, and then formed a seal with both hands to condense a trace of his divine essence, then used his hand as a sword, and while silently reciting a mantra in his heart, he carved his divine essence on Gu Shuangchi's body. Between the eyebrows.After the light faded, Gu Shuangchi had a very slight red mark between his brows, even looking at it from a distance, he couldn't see much change.But the little red between the eyebrows and the pendant he wears both symbolize the identity of the head disciple.

Until the new head, otherwise this point of red and Lingzhu will not disappear.

Yan Qinghong withdrew his hand, and said to Gu Shuangchi who was still bowing his head: "You have already grown up, and you should be clear about the rules you should abide by. Although you must live in the Zhiyi Palace, you can leave at will, and you don't need to know Me. I will personally teach all the other matters of cultivation at the right time, but what is there that I still don’t understand?”

Gu Shuangchi replied: "No."

"Then go down and practice. After one month, I will come to test your Guiye swordsmanship. Remember, I only ask for two words, benefit and stability."

"Disciple obeys." Gu Shuang took the order, stood up and glanced at Wei Yin who had stood aside for a long time, then turned around and walked out of the alchemy room, closing the door on the way.

After the Dan room was quiet for a long time, Yan Qinghong turned his head to look at Wei Yin, and said, "Come here."

Hearing the words, he came back to his senses and looked at Yan Qinghong, stepped forward and called, "Master."

Yan Qinghong looked at Wei Yin. The year Jiang Wei Yin met him was 13 years old, which happened to be Wei Yin's current age. The face in front of him overlapped with the one in his memory. It feels like going back to the past, but after all, it is similar in shape but not in spirit.

"Do you want to ask, do you count as my apprentice?" Yan Qinghong asked.

Wei Yin raised his head to look at Yan Qinghong, frowned and asked, "Does the disciple count?"

He had never paid homage to Yan Qinghong as a teacher, nor had he ever worn a token of Yan Qinghong's apprenticeship. Such a question seemed rude, but it was quite natural.

"Forget it." Yan Qinghong replied, "Extend your right hand."

Weiyin stretched out his right hand obediently as he said.

Yan Qinghong turned Weiyin's palm upside down, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his entire arm, then cut his right index finger and middle finger, pressed them on Weiyin's palm and drew a spell on Weiyin's arm .

The spell drawn with blood gradually faded after Yan Qinghong withdrew his hand, only a red spot the size of a needle's eye condensed on Wei Yin's palm.

Wei Yin looked at his palm and asked, "What is this?"

Yan Qinghong replied: "The blood curse, it will tell me when you are in danger in the future, it is the same as the sword mark between Shuang Chi's eyebrows." There will be some differences, for example, it will tell me you Where are you, and what is your mood at the moment.

Wei Yin put down his hands, looked at Yan Qinghong and asked again: "Master, is this disciple stupid?"

Yan Qinghong looked up at Wei Yin and said, "No."

It's not because one soul and three souls are missing, and the remaining souls are also incomplete. It is a miracle to be able to enter reincarnation and reincarnate as a human being. Now it looks like ordinary people, how can this be considered stupid.

If Jiang Weiyin hadn't been kidnapped by the demon world back then, Yan Qinghong wouldn't be sitting at the head of Chenhuang now, Jiang Weiyin should be the real young talent who should be admired by the world.

Wei Yin lowered his eyes and said, "I understand." Although Yan Qinghong said no, he knew that he was a little different from others. For example, he knew that the point on his palm was red, but the world in his eyes was only black and white. For example, it is difficult for him to remember the appearance of others, and he can only recognize them by feeling.

In other words, his emotions are also very slow, and it always takes a long time to realize whether he is happy or sad at the time.

Like now, he thought he should be a little depressed, but he wasn't.

"You have completed the eighth level of the Melting Snow Heart Technique, and the ninth level will be different from what you have learned before. It is also the time when all previous efforts are most likely to be wasted. You need to forget about yourself and everything around you. Bewitched by illusions, you go astray." Yan Qinghong paused to look at Weiyin, and then said: "It shouldn't be difficult for you, but in order to be safe, you need to have me by your side when you practice the ninth-level mental method until Reached the tenth floor."

"Yes, master." Weiyin nodded.

Yan Qinghong stood up and changed the direction to sit back on the tuanpu, saying: "Sit opposite me, and start practicing now."

Not because he saw that Yan Qinghong had closed his eyes again, he didn't ask any more, went forward and sat opposite to him, adjusted his sitting posture and started to practice seal seals, so not because he didn't see Yan Qinghong who had closed his eyes just now, and started to practice again. He opened his eyes and stared at him intently.

Jiang Weiyin is their teacher