The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

Yi Ying stared straight at the face of the person opposite.

A face as pale as a ghost.

His skin was cold and pale, like a corpse that had been frozen for many years, his pupils were white, but the whites of his eyes were black.

The long hair that fell loose was thick black, like thick ink, without a trace of luster.

This pale and cold complexion made that handsome face look creepy and terrifying.

On the cheekbone of the left cheek, a black dahlia blooms.

Wicked gorgeous.

It seemed to grow out of the flesh, and it seemed to be rotting flesh and blood under the skin.

And the person on the opposite side looked at Yiying with the same eyes, and what he saw in the other person's eyes was a face that was exactly the same as what Yiying saw.

It's like looking in a mirror.

Yi Ying saw another self.

He was only surprised at the beginning, but soon his mood returned to his usual calmness.

Yi Ying thought, he had sent a message to Qing Ming just now, and Qing Ming should have appeared long ago, but now he is the only one here.

Therefore, the situation at this moment must be abnormal, and he should no longer be in the previous time and space.

Phantom array?Or a space enchantment?

Yi Ying recalled that he followed Pei Ying's trail along the backtracking picture of the water mirror before, but in the end the water mirror suddenly shattered, and at the moment of shattering, he found a blurry figure appeared in the water mirror.

Even though the water mirror shattered extremely quickly, the figure was extremely blurred, and the time of existence was particularly short, but Yi Ying still recognized it.

That figure was Qianhua, whose soul was captured by the demonic thoughts, and should be in Biluo Mountain at this moment, losing consciousness and turning into a stone statue.

At the same time, the same thing happened to his other distractions, the water mirrors shattered one after another, and in the last picture, he also saw Fusheng, Zique, Hanlou, and Kongzhai.

For a moment he couldn't figure out what that meant.

Especially, at this moment, he also saw another self.

"Who are you? What is this place?" Yi Ying asked in a deep voice, staring at the other party.

The person opposite suddenly laughed a few times in a low voice, and his face, which was exactly the same as Yi Ying's, slowly changed into a fourteen or fifteen year old boy.

This young man's skin is the same as that of a normal person, with a neat high ponytail, a white Taoist uniform, and a sword on his back.

Seeing the red dahlia logo on the opponent's clothing, Yi Ying's pupils trembled suddenly.

"Yi Ying, don't you remember me?" The boy opened his mouth, showing his neat and white teeth, and his smile was bright and sunny.

How could Yi Ying not remember, the red dahlia was like a firework, blasting his entire field of vision, revealing the almost forgotten memories buried deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

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"Did you see these dahlias? This is the symbol of our Xianliu sect. Not only the clothes, accessories, and sword tassels of the disciples have the logo of dahlias. In the future, when you travel to the cultivation continent, wherever you see this kind of dahlias, It is the branch of our Xianliu Sect, remember?"

The childish voices of the disciples were curious: "Then what if ordinary people are born?"

"The dahlias grown by ordinary people are only red, white, yellow, and purple. Look carefully, the center of the dahlias in our sect is black. As your cultivation level improves, the color around the dahlias will change. The more harmonious the color of the border The closer the black in the middle, the higher the cultivation level, understand?"

"Understood?"

The elder who was teaching nodded with a smile, and found that a child was distracted: "Bai Ying, what are you doing?"

The three-year-old Bai Ying looked into the distance, pointed there with his finger, curious and confused: "Elder, are those fireworks also dahlias?"

The elder followed the prestige, and his expression changed drastically.

The fireworks all over the sky exploded into the air silently.

"There is an enemy attack! Hurry up! Follow me and hide!"

Yi Ying was still called Bai Ying at that time, his parents were both inner sect disciples of Xianliu Sect, both of them were at the Nascent Soul stage.

At that time, Xianliu Sect was still a first-rank sect in Wangyue Tiancheng.

When Yi Ying was three years old, she first entered the Zongmen's school for enlightenment, and on that day, the Zongmen was attacked by enemies.

Wangyue Tiancheng belongs to the border of the Great Wilderness, and nominally belongs to one of the [-] Tiancheng of the Zhenyu Dynasty, but in fact, because it borders the Yaozu, the Zhenyu Dynasty's ruling power over Wangyue is extremely weak.

In Wangyue Tiancheng, the powerful Xianliuzong's words are more effective than the City Lord's Mansion.

Because of this, the law of the jungle follows the law of the jungle.

4000 years ago, the Zhenyu Dynasty almost ruled the entire Xiuzhen Continent. At that time, Mochizuki Tiancheng, which bordered on the territory of the Yaozu, was once reduced to a battlefield.

With such a background, even in the 3000 years of peace, there has never been a lot of friction and hatred between Wangyue Tiancheng and Yaozu.

It was under such circumstances that a group of forces assembled and attacked Xianliuzong.

That battle was not a big event for the whole moon-watching city, but it was just another internal dispute in the borderlands for the Zhenyu Dynasty, and it was even less worth mentioning for the whole cultivation world.

In the history of the Xianliu Sect, although the disciples suffered heavy casualties in this slightly larger battle, it also defeated those small sects who refused to accept the Xianliu Sect, and even repelled the demon clan who did not give up. Zong took full control of Mochizuki Tiancheng.

Only Yi Ying had her life changed.

His parents disappeared during the battle, no one alive or dead.

Although many disciples died in battle, these disciples also left behind orphans like Yi Ying, but orphans are still different from orphans.

Both parents of some orphans passed away, but they were heroes of the Xianliu Sect. After these orphans were also heroes, the resources of the sect were tilted towards them, which meant that they had disputes with others. For the sake of them being orphans of heroes, the elders They will also be slightly partial.

Some orphans have lost a relative, but there are other relatives and elders in the sect who will protect them.

Only Yi Ying is different, his parents came to Xianliu Sect not long ago, they have no relatives or friends, or relatives and friends also died in that battle.

More importantly, because their bodies could not be found, Xianliuzong did not define the achievements of Yiying's parents for a long time.

Among the group of orphans, Yi Ying was the only one the elders didn't need to favor.

Even so, the difference is unaware to a small child.

Since we all have no parents, we are too busy practicing every day and have no time to think about these things.

Before the age of 12, Yi Ying was a cheerful boy who could bounce around when he walked.

Even if he was always punished by the elders because of his out-of-character, he was a frequent visitor in the execution hall, and he was beaten to the point of crying many times, and he was heartless after crying.

Although he vaguely felt that the elders treated these orphans differently, it was only because of his unpleasant personality, and being too evasive always caused trouble.

Until one day, in a competition within the sect, he clearly won everyone, but the elder picked some mistakes and only gave him No.2.

Yi Ying was a little puzzled, but he didn't care about the ranking, he was very happy when he won, and he was planning to buy something after taking the rewarded spirit stone.

That night, his friend asked him to go down the mountain to play together.

But Yi Ying followed the other party into an ambush circle.

It is No.3 and a group of familiar disciples.

No.3's cultivation base is extremely poor, and his understanding and heart are not good, but his deceased parents are good friends of the elders who take care of these orphans, so the elders are infinitely partial to him.

Yi Ying has never cared about this person, because the real level of the other party is far from her own, not even an opponent.

But No.3 didn't think so. He only got third place in this competition. Instead of hating No.1, he hated Yiying. In other words, his dislike for Yiying had lasted for a long time, but Yi Ying has been ignoring it.

Yi Ying was caught off guard by an ambush, and a group of people took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack one after another.

In the blink of an eye, he lost his fighting power and was lying on the ground with injuries all over his body.

Spitting blood, blurred vision, listening to No.3's sarcastic words in his ear.

Yi Ying looked around and saw the irrelevant smile on the corner of the mouth of the friend who tricked him out, and saw the familiar classmates who went in and out of the room and slept with him every day. But at this moment, those usually friendly faces all smiled and looked at him who was being surrounded and beaten.

Yi Ying has already forgotten their names, and doesn't even remember their faces, but the familiar and satisfied smiles on those faces are extremely clear even after 1000 years have passed.

From that moment, Yiying Chaos' spiritual consciousness suddenly realized.

He wanted to understand all the realities that he had ignored intentionally or unintentionally in the past.

No news from the parents, rumors from the sect, the tacit food chain inside the orphan.

Those jealous eyes every time he wins.

Every time he grinned and grinned, those disciples who were in a low mood cast strange eyes—they were all orphans, everyone had lost their relatives, why was he the only one who could not suffer?

Why do the elders punish him every time?Because only he has no foundation and power, and his parents have neither merit nor reason to stand up for him.

The elder's own nephew, even with all the resources, can't beat him, a wild child who has no one to teach, how can he be pleasing to the eye?

That night, Yi Ying barely stood up and walked back until the middle of the night.

People in one room grinned and winked.

When the elder saw his injury, he asserted that he had fought privately and violated the rules of the house, and punished him severely.

He asked: "Since it's a fight, wouldn't the elder ask who the other person is?"

The other party thought that he was rebellious and disobedient, and he was punished twice.

"This elder caught you alone today, so I will only punish you alone. If you are capable of fighting but not able to hide your tail? If you say one more word, I will double the fine. You don't want to be imprisoned for the rest of your life, so continue to try Try! Seeing that Elder Ben does what he says, dare you?"

Yi Ying gritted her teeth and looked at them.

Elders from other peaks were also there, and when they heard this, they just smiled and shook their heads, and calmed down the elder with nice words: "You will be punished if you do something wrong, so why get angry?"

The elder showed disgust on his face, and said mockingly: "I don't even think about it, why don't people beat others and only beat him? How did No. 2 come to this level? I'm afraid it wasn't cheating."

In the following two years, because of Yi Ying's questioning last time, that elder targeted him especially.

In class, Yi Ying would be punished for answering the questions correctly. The reason was that he was not calm enough and flaunted his knowledge.

If he answered wrongly, he would be punished even more, on the grounds that he was hopelessly stupid.

Even though Yi Ying is neither good nor wrong, the elder still has a reason to punish Yi Ying.

Because some other disciples made mistakes, although Yi Ying is neither the disciple in charge, nor has any friendship with these people, and even has enmity with them, but the elder thinks that these people made mistakes because Yi Ying failed to set an example, and it is the elders who say it. Yi Ying had high hopes, and the people around him had nothing to say.

At the same time, rumors about Yiying's parents were rampant in the sect.

The better Yi Ying is, the more ugly these rumors are.

——They said that when the Yaozu gathered other sects to form the Xianliu Sect, it was because Yiying's parents were from the Yaozu and colluded with outsiders to lead the way. Otherwise, his parents didn't understand why everyone else's corpses were found?Otherwise, why did the elders not only target him but others?

Although there is no evidence, many people in the sect still believe it.

Moreover, if one of Yiying's parents is from the Yaozu, then Yiying has the blood of the Yaozu, and there is no need for them to bully him.

Yi Ying has never been a submissive person, he sued the head of the sect in a fit of anger, seeking justice.

However, that high-ranking man with an immortal demeanor didn't even look at him. He looked at the surrounding sect disciples and announced coldly that the rumors were true and that Yiying's parents had indeed colluded with the Yaozu. The news of the deaths of the two men was pressed with silence.

"Since you want justice, I will give you justice!"

"Did you hear that? Your parents are sinners of the sect. The reason why these orphans lost their parents will be blamed on your parents!"

"Father's debt, your parents killed our parents, what face do you have to live with us in Xianliu Sect?"

"The Zongmen raised you regardless of previous suspicions. What kind of eyes do you have? Do you still dare to harbor dissatisfaction?"

"Master, this kid looks just like his traitor parents, born rebellious, I think it's better to abolish his cultivation and expel him from the sect."

The head of the sect didn't accept it, but put him in the black prison where disciples who committed serious mistakes would go.

Yi Ying doesn't believe them, he doesn't believe a single word these people say about friendship, sect, good and evil.

During the days when she was bullied and bullied, Yi Ying devoted all her time and energy to cultivating.

His parents are not monsters, only his mother is a ghost cultivator.

Yi Ying has a special physique. While practicing the sect's martial arts, he also taught himself how to practice ghosts, and he condensed two golden pills.

When he was imprisoned in the black prison, his cultivation had already surpassed many others.

He didn't resist, let the dharma body be imprisoned, and with the golden core cultivation base, he used the distraction technique that only transforms the gods, let the ghost body go out, and personally investigated the events of the year.

Since two years, Yi Ying has not given up on the investigation. After he was imprisoned in the black prison, the Zongmen may want to quell the rumors. It is inevitable to talk about what happened back then. Following the clues, Yi Ying discovered a secret.

It turned out that his parents were not traitors, and the real traitor was someone else.

The head of the sect is also well aware of this, but in order to paralyze the enemy, these big shots deliberately follow the rumors and put the crime of traitor on Yiying's parents.

"Let that child be wronged. In order to prevent him from being affected, I have no choice but to temporarily lock him in a black prison. When the matter is over, I will restore his reputation and compensate him."

"The head of the sect has good intentions, and I only hope that this child can understand."

"Does he still dare to feel resentment in his heart?"

Yi Ying listened to these words expressionlessly, and returned to the darkness.

"...It's just two little Nascent Soul cultivators. They are dead anyway. The dead are no better than the living. Wouldn't it be natural to help them raise their sons and use their names to do something for the sect? Let me tell you, Or the head of the sect is too soft-hearted. For the sake of the sect, it is worth sacrificing one person, even a hundred people. Without the sect, where would they still be? Blame him for his own incompetence."

Are they just two little Nascent Souls?

The dead are not as good as the living?

For the sake of the sect, is it just sacrificing one person?

Blame him and his parents for their incompetence?

Yi Ying was emotionless, listening to those words calmly.

A year later, the sect disintegrated the hostile alliance forces in one fell swoop.

The head of the sect came to see him in person, took him out of the black prison, and explained the truth in public.

For their parents on the hero monument.

"You are wronged, child."

Although the 14-year-old Yi Ying was imprisoned in a black prison for a year, his skin was slightly pale and unhealthy, and he wore a high ponytail. He still smiled heartlessly, full of youthful purity and brilliance: "The disciple is not wronged. For the sake of the sect, sacrifice I am worth it alone, it is only my fault that my cultivation base is low and I am unable to contribute to the sect in other places."

"It's very good that you understand righteousness deeply. As for the low level of cultivation, I checked your grades and found that your aptitude has always been very good, and you are a malleable talent. It's just that you have been delayed this year." The headmaster said with satisfaction Nodding, with a noble expression, "I have two compensation plans for you, you can worship me as a teacher, or, I heard that Yu Luo Xiaotai is going to accept apprentices, I have a famous post with you here, you can go to Biluo Mountain to meet Try your luck, if it doesn't work, you come back, and the disciple seat of this seat is still reserved for you."

"Thank you sir."

The heartless young man smiled brightly, took the name card with both hands, turned his back and left, the bright smile on his face disappeared in a second.

His lips were pursed into a thin and unruly straight line, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his pale complexion lost his healthy complexion, and his expression was indescribably sinister and determined.

Power is really a good thing, it can trample on anyone's fate at will, turn one's hand into clouds and turn one's hand into rain.

If you say you are a traitor, you are a traitor; if you say you are a hero, you are a hero.

If you are punished, you can't refute a word. Even if you are sacrificed, you still have to be grateful.

What head disciple?What Yu Luo Xiaotai famous post?

He doesn't want these, he wants power.

In those years, the human half of Yiying practiced with Jiu Shichen on Biluo Mountain, and the ghost half of Yiying stayed in Wangyue Tiancheng.

He put on a mask to conceal his identity and age, and formed the Immortal Killing Alliance with the small sects in Mochiyuetian City that were hostile to the Xianliu Sect.

On the day Zisangjun Yan Bing broke the hell way, Yiying led people to wash the Xianliu sect with blood.

He sat on the throne of the head of the sect, recalling that the judgment of the diametrically opposite fate was all done here.

Yi Ying pinched the head's neck, surrounded by ghosts.

"Power is such a good thing."

In a word, let him fall into a black prison, and everyone wishes to kill him quickly.

With one word, he was promoted to the clouds, and he heard that he might become the disciple of the head of the sect, and all the former fellow sects became brothers and friends.

Those who were tricked into the trap by him, all satisfied and irrelevant smiling expressions, with kindness and friendliness, slightly flattering, it seems that all the past hurts no longer exist.

"What kind of immortal sect? It's not as upright as the demon clan and the demon sect. You are high above, but you can see how they treat me in the past two days? It's not because of truth, kindness, beauty, my ability, or because I'm from the same sect as them, let alone What kind of friendship and love, moral cultivation, right and wrong, good and evil, just because the power of the head of Xianliu Sect has benefited me. Power is so easy to use. If this is the case, why should I benefit from others as they please? I am power, how can I Isn't it better?"

He laughed, and looked at him with complicated eyes when he saw the sect leader was on the verge of death: "It's all my... fault, just one thought..."

In the head's bloodshot eyes, Yi Ying saw that his face had changed.

From that ignorant, bright and bright boy, he became a pale and cold ghost.

Yi Ying was very satisfied, he smiled and said: "Since the headmaster knows that he was wrong, as compensation, let's use your cultivation and flesh and blood as the nourishment for my magical skills! Is this dahlia beautiful or not?"

On his left cheekbone, a black dahlia bloomed from his flesh, like a poisonous flower from a dead man's bone.

When the voice fell, the sect leader was exhausted because of his cultivation and turned into a dead corpse.

Yi Ying let go of his hand, and the withered corpse was annihilated into ashes.

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes in the glare of the sun: "Xianliu Sect, don't keep a single one. Including a dog, a chicken, any living thing, if you keep one, it will be exchanged for your lives. "

"In the Cultivation Continent, wherever the dahlia blooms, there will be no mercy. I want this flower to disappear from this world."

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