Master regards me as the way of heaven

Rong Yu learned that Ye Zhiqiu had gone to Xianle City from Li Qinghui that day. He thought that if he could meet by chance on the way, it would be good to go there together. The experience of wandering is not much experience at all.

Curiosity, suspicion, belief, this is not a simple transformation, at least for Rong Yu, it is not purely influenced by emotion.

There is not only one route to Xianle City, but on the surface, Ye Zhiqiu, who is new to the mundane world, chooses the most reasonable one. Whenever he passes through the more hidden magic villages, he can plan in advance to bypass them one by one, and so on. If Rong Yu, who followed closely behind and saw it, didn't know about the suspicion, he would have lived in vain for so many years.

Rong Yu saw that he was all right, and there was no danger ahead, so he took a step forward to Xianle City. It was already late at night, and he didn't come to Xianle City much, but there were still a few or two acquaintances in the city, who were the first to bear the brunt. The one I saw last time was naturally my most ineffective villain.

Thinking of his four disciples now, when the eldest disciple Li Qinghui took over Yunzhong Peak for the first time, he thought that he did his best as a master, and there were other disciples, and his own disciples would only have more and not less, and they would have no worries about food and clothing. Practice is unimpeded, this child is also calm-minded, and he will always live up to his teacher's kindness and inherit the ruthless way, but such determination is just under his nose, once he leaves his sight, Qian Quanwaiwu is really bearish However, he fell headlong into the love between men and women and couldn't extricate himself.

The third apprentice, Jiang Chu, is the most worry-free. Since childhood, he has been indifferent and calm. He is the most outstanding one in practice. The only worrying thing is that he loses some of himself in front of him. Every time he is reminded, he still takes it for granted. Called an apprentice, you should use the behavior of the master as a mirror to observe yourself Body, self-denial and return to ritual.

Of course, Jiang Chu's temperament is probably now being worn out by Zhiqiu more and more away from the long-term imitated appearance, and there is more of his original temperament in front of others, which Rong Yu thinks is very good.

As for his second apprentice, he really thought about it once, and got angry once. It is reasonable to say that this was taught by a master. Cultivation, but not the slightest awareness of going to the Dao, only more obsessed with the world, I really don't know that this villain is used to seeing good things around him in the early years, but now he can still apply what he has learned?

This He Qingxiao saw that the senior brother abandoned the way for love, but he really no longer indulged in a woman, but he seemed to find a great excuse and comfort for himself, not special, merciless, not ruthless, but...

"Xiao Qingqing, I am the wind, I can't catch it, you wash and cook for me and make soup, but you have made up your mind?"

That day, when Fang Yi stepped into his second disciple's study room without hiding anything at night, what he saw was such a familiar picture. In Rong Yu's eyes, the self-confident look on his face was really... an extremely beast.

Before he had time to reproach him, the man blushed and pushed He Qingxiao away, covered his face and ran out.

Such a scene made Rong Yu speechless for a moment, it was a rare unintentional reprimand, and he just flung his sleeves and left.It's so strange that in the early morning of the second day, after he ordered the villain who voluntarily knelt outside the door to retreat, after thinking about it, he still thought that he should be disciplined. When he came to the door again, he saw that the people in the room had not changed. The woman who still refuses to escape is one step closer to He Qingxiao today. If it wasn't for her sudden appearance, the two of them might have already bumped into each other.

"National teacher, this kind of thing can't be understood by outsiders. It's just a desire to welcome or refuse between partners. As long as the force of pushing away is not to kill me, it's not called beating, it's love, but it's a degree of intimacy. I have to find the right timing, like she pushed me away last night, I am still alive, I just whispered a few words to the woman next to me this morning, she immediately turned pale, when I got closer, she just accepted If you can accept it last night, then let me go a little further." When He Qingxiao talked about the way men and women get along, he was very carried away, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of complacency.

Rong Yu's face turned cold, a cluster of flames ignited in the palm of his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he trapped the elated and disfigured apprentice into a fire prison that gradually narrowed in size.

"National Teacher, Master, this disciple knows his mistake and dare not do it again." He Qingxiao stood up with his hands on the table, and the high temperature above his head made him sit down quickly.

"You're not affectionate, you're promiscuous." Rong Yu snorted coldly, feeling a little annoyed that he could bear this kid talking nonsense in front of him so much, one partner was not enough, and he was still ambiguous with others .

"If she doesn't want to, the disciple will stop immediately. Although the disciple is passionate and romantic, his reputation is innocent, and he will never insult the reputation of the teacher." He Qingxiao argued in a low voice holding a log.

"When will you calm down your extravagant thoughts and engrave a word with pure spiritual power, and when will you get out of the fire prison again." Rong Yu turned his back and stopped looking at him.

"The hair will be burned off, as well as the eyebrows, and the eyelashes..." He Qingxiao is not a person who can calm down.

If you want to say why his hair and eyebrows are still there, I probably have to thank my little brother for buying a few stones.

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In the north of Xianle City, in addition to the famous Yipin Building, which collects information from all over the world, there is also a large-scale house with high walls and red tiles that is particularly conspicuous. Although it is also in this big city, because it is far away from the market, there are very few people around. Sitting on the street in front of the house and watching for a day, you can still find that the house is shrouded in a huge barrier, even birds will not pass by.

This isolation lasted for seven days.

In the garden planted with bluegrass, the willows are lingering, and the clear pond has no waves. Everything is like a still and beautiful picture scroll. Only the chess player in the pavilion raises his hand and drops his hand from time to time, making two teasing sounds.

"Your place is not very interesting." He Qingxiao rested his chin in one hand and jingled a black stone on the chess cup, "Why do you think the national teacher doesn't live in my place? There are flowers, wine and beauties."

"Tsk." The man in white on the opposite side has a straight posture, his eyelids are not lifted, and his face is alienated and indifferent, which can make people feel cold in the dog days.

"Jiang Qingqing, I have endured you for a long time, is this the way you talk to senior brother?" He Qingxiao threw the chess piece back into the chess cup, but the opponent seemed to be waiting for him to turn his face, and just put it away silently. Baizi straightened his clothes when he got up, shook his sleeves and folded his hands forward, and said, "Farewell."

"Jiang Qingqing!" He Qingxiao slapped the chessboard with a palm, and the black chess pieces splashed all over the ground.

"Brother and friend, brother Gong, the second senior brother doesn't even know my name, so why bother with my attitude." Jiang Chu skillfully avoided all the sunspots without even looking at the ground, He Qingxiao saw that he was about to leave , Immediately teased behind him: "Yo, this is a disciple of the Qing generation, Jiang Qingqing, make it clear, there is nothing wrong."

Jiang Chu paused, and said calmly, "Young junior brother's name is Ye Zhiqiu, try calling him Ye Qingqiu next time."

In a secluded room in the backyard, Ye Zhiqiu has been refining the spiritual fire here for seven days. This kind of progress is not slow for ordinary foundation cultivators, but Ye Zhiqiu is not satisfied with his progress at all. He knew why it took him so long.

For the same thing, the inner demon aroused by the pill furnace three years ago has never been wiped out from his heart. Hatred is like a snowball on an iceberg. Big, until the evil ghost trapped deep in the memory turns into a real form and stands alive in front of your eyes. At that moment, you will know what the landslide is.

But what Rong Yu said is correct, love, hatred, and hatred accompany a person's life. Since he has no intention of embarking on the path of ruthlessness, there is no need to fall into obsession, and regard such sorrow and miscellaneous emotions as stumbling blocks that hinder his practice. Some people Extraordinary and refined, ruthless and desireless, there are people who cherish the world and love the world, and what Ye Zhiqiu should do now is not to encroach on himself and suffer, let alone revenge impulsively, but must strengthen himself.

"Are you in a stable mood?" Rong Yu opened his eyes, and withdrew the hand that was lightly covering him.

"It's much better." Ye Zhiqiu made a tactic with one hand, and then led the spiritual energy to circulate for a small circle. During breathing and breath adjustment, a group of cyan-colored flames was burning in the center of the sea of ​​​​qi. He opened his eyes that had returned to clarity, There was a calm smile on the corner of his lips, "How much did you guess?"

Rong Yu stood up, gave him a hand again, and said, "It's almost the same, we'll leave for Xiaoyaomen tomorrow."

"But is there any news from the third brother?" Ye Zhiqiu has been in seclusion for the past few days, and has never seen anyone except Rong Yu. He only remembers that after Rong Yu brought him to this house that day, in order for him to concentrate on refining the spiritual fire , Said that Jiang Chu was the one to inquire about the news, and if there was any big move, he would notify the Zongmen Cuisine, and the most important thing for him to do was to practice quietly. For some things, others might not be as thorough as he himself.

This is true, Ye Zhiqiu's Yi Wuyou Golden Core cultivation base can be defeated in a moment, but if he asks for help, even if he really kills this person, it is nothing more than a lack of enemies in this world, not Eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Rong Yu nodded, took his hand, supported the back of his hand with his palm, and said, "Show me the spiritual fire."

"This fire, I was going to give it to you." Ye Zhiqiu blushed a little when he mentioned this matter, his heart was absolutely sincere, but he wanted to leave from He Qingxiao's hand as soon as he came back that day Spirit Fire pushed him into the room without saying a word, no matter how he explained the purpose of buying this fire, he didn't listen at all, and just closed the door to guide him to refine it.

Rong Yu's temper is really hard to fathom, but one thing is for sure, that is, this person is sincerely treating him well, and it is the kind that doesn't care and is a little unreasonable.

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The two brothers and sisters in the garden were still tugging, but this is what outsiders would think from a distance, but Jiang Chu looked impatient and wanted to leave. He Qingxiao relentlessly pulled at his sleeve. What kind of personality, other people don't know, how can he, a senior brother, not know.

"Don't get used to love with a cold face, it seems that you dislike me. You said that the elders and young are orderly. We don't have the spiritual fire yet. The younger brother took the lead. It's not that Xiaoqing you are not cute, no Make good use of the time when you are a junior." He Qingxiao spoke more vigorously when he saw that Jiang Chu was unable to get away, and he had no choice but to dare not disturb the tranquility of the master and do it himself.

"Shut up." Jiang Chu clenched his hands into fists, and even the meditation spell could hardly isolate the buzzing people.

"Junior brother Ye Qingqiu, little Qingqiu," He Qingxiao suddenly threw off Jiang Chu, and seemed to find something interesting, only waved his hands and shouted at Ye Zhiqiu who had just walked out from a bush of flowers and shrubs, and did not forget to use it He elbowed Jiang Chu who was beside him, and whispered, "Just try it, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

When Huadie calls others "Little Qingqiu"...

Ye Zhiqiu: Who am I?Who is calling me?Is it me?I'm finally from the Qing Dynasty?

Li Qinghui: As expected of my "second" junior brother. (There is no face recorded in this episode, and there is a name, proudly passing by with the sponsorship fee)

Jiang Chu: Can images be eaten?"Little Jiang Chu" who cocked his legs and ate melon seeds and chatted gossip, is it okay to "speak clearly" and "think clearly"?I am not the most handsome, but I must be the one with the most nicknames. He is not the smartest, but he must be the one with the most heads.

Rong Yu: (buzzing buzzing) (slap, this world is much quieter)

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Author: (holding a cup of hot tea) Xiao Qingqing, Xiao Qingqiu sounds a bit like him, I think he's cold, how about you?

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Thanks Cup Empty Moon Mine x1

Thank you for the little cutie Qiu Luo Cao Ku who gave me the nutrient solution x6, siax2, Mr. Yan Dong x1

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