Cultivate the ruthless way for him

"Master, give me a hug."

The young man's soft and waxy voice echoed clearly in the Yuanshen.

Accompanied by the loud and clear promise: "I promise you, I will only accept you as one apprentice in this life, and I will never accept another disciple, okay?"

The imprint of the past, like a hot iron, was branded on my heart one after another.

Zhang Yuan's primordial spirit was shocked, and before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.

He completely forgot.

Forgot to make such a solemn promise to a desperate child in broad daylight.

He forgot that in his long life, apart from God's identity and responsibility, there was also a lonely little guy who lived with him, walked with him, and regarded him as light and redemption.

I forgot that he also gave up on Kenshin, and had such a gentle and emotional side.

He should have forgotten more.

He didn't even dare to face the door of memory anymore.

Because he knows, he will leave eventually, will break promise eventually.

This beautiful beginning did not have a happy ending as the little guy expected.

However, the river of memory will not stop flowing because of his gaffe, more and more memory fragments are still going back to his mind continuously.

He saw that the cultivator was carrying the young man to the door of the Treasure Pavilion.

Zhao Zhao asked, "What is Master going to do?"

The monk put the boy on the doorstep and said, "Master, go get your scales back. You wait here obediently for Master, and don't wander around."

The scales can be reattached within seven days after being separated from the body.

Zhao Zhao nodded obediently.

"Then master must come out quickly."

As early as Zhaozhao said that seven scales were exchanged for eight spirit stones, the monk knew that the little guy was cheated by a black-hearted businessman in the city.

He had seen Zhaozhao's tail, and knew clearly that the scales on the tip of the little guy's tail were not ordinary monster scales at all, but the fairy Lin that could only be cared for by pure fairy energy.

Although he didn't understand how this little guy could grow the scales of a fairy beast because he was obviously a demon core, but this was not the reason for the businessman to cheat.

After Wu Qiuyu entered the store, she directly explained her intentions and asked to buy back the scales at the original price.

The shopkeeper put down the glazed mirror and said with an apologetic smile: "It's unfortunate that the guest officer came, those seven scales were bought yesterday at a high price."

Wu Qiuyu looked at his unconsciously rubbing hands, and asked in no hurry, "Who is it?"

"This……"

The shopkeeper is in a dilemma: "In my shop, there are people coming and going, from all over the world, and there are people everywhere. We only sell standard goods and don't ask for customer information. Guest officer, why don't you take a look at the other scales in our shop. It also has a very nice color.”

Wu Qiuyu put the sword on the counter and said, "Since it's sold, there should be a record of the sale. Let me have a look. I have my own magic to track down the buyer."

The shopkeeper was taken aback.

I muttered in my heart.

Those seven scales were not actually sold, they were still shelved by him, waiting for a price.In the past three days, the price has tripled compared to what he expected. Several merchants are secretly bidding. After flipping through it, he couldn't bear to do it.

Of course, there is no so-called sales record.

If it were an ordinary person asking for it, he would simply fool him, but the young monk in front of him was tall and mighty, with an extraordinary bearing, obviously he was not easy to get along with.

"I'm so sorry..."

The shopkeeper wiped off his sweat, and just opened his mouth when he heard the other party say calmly: "That's not an ordinary scale, and the price must be expensive. I think that such a big Treasure Pavilion like yours has strict regulations, and you will definitely not forget to register it just because of carelessness." .”

"If you send me away like this, I can only assume that the scale is still in your store."

The shopkeeper was startled, he didn't expect this person to be so insightful, and now his back was sweating.

The monk flicked his finger, revealing a section of the scabbard wrapped in gray cloth.

On the body of the sheath engraved with complicated inscriptions, there are some glaring blood stains.

The shopkeeper's legs softened and he almost fell.

Wu Qiuyu took out eight spirit stones from her bosom and put them on the counter: "Bring them here."

Zhaozhao sat on the steps with his chin resting on his shoulders, looked around the store several times, but he didn't see the master coming out, he was worried when he heard the flap of his clothes flapping beside his ear.

Turning around, I saw the monk in Xuanyi striding out.

"Master!"

The boy's eyes lit up.

Wu Qiuyu smiled and handed a spirit pouch to the young man.

Zhaozhao opened it and saw his seven precious scales neatly placed inside, overjoyed: "Master is really amazing!"

"How did Master get the scales back?"

On the way back to the inn, Zhao Zhao lay on the monk's generous back and asked curiously.

The monk explained with a smile: "Master frightened him."

"Ah, how did Master scare him?"

"Master, I smeared some chicken blood on the sword."

Zhao Zhao covered her mouth and laughed.

"Master is really too bad."

The monk exhorted in a gentle voice: "From now on, if you are short of money, you will find your master, and you will never pluck out your own scales again, do you understand?"

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"Remember."

"Didn't I think that Master left and left me to pay for the house?"

The monk said guiltily, "It's because I didn't think carefully."

Zhao Zhao then asked, "What did Master go to do in the middle of the night?"

The monk said cryptically, "Go after an enemy."

"Enemies?"

"Ah."

"A very powerful enemy? Worse than Master?"

Zhao Zhao gripped the corner of the monk's clothes nervously.

Wu Qiuyu felt the young man's emotions, smiled, and said, "Of course he is not as powerful as Master."

Sure enough, the boy let go of his fingers, and snorted: "The next time we meet again, Master will definitely beat him to pieces."

Back at the inn, it was noon.

Wu Qiuyu took Zhao Zhao to eat a full meal in the lobby first, and then went back to the room to reattach the scales to the tail for the little guy.

This process is naturally not easy.

But accompanied by his master, Zhao Zhao was not afraid at all, and he didn't cry out for pain, and obediently let the monk fiddle with the tip of his tail.After all seven scales were connected, Wu Qiuyu wrapped the boy's tail with a bandage again.

Five or six days later, Zhaozhao's injuries were basically healed, and he was able to get out of bed freely.

After breakfast that day, Wu Qiuyu said to the young man seriously: "I'm afraid we have to leave here and go somewhere else."

The inn is not a long-term place, Zhao Zhao knew it long ago.

"Master, where are we going?"

The boy was sitting on the bed, eating pastries while asking.

Zhao Zhao actually didn’t care much about the answer.

As long as I can be with Master, I can go anywhere.

Wu Qiuyu said: "Master doesn't know either, let's go and watch as we walk, how about we settle where Zhaozhao likes?"

Zhao Zhao happily said: "Then there are so many places I want to go. I want to go to Kunlun to see the snow, to Penglai to see the sea, to the East China Sea to pick up beautiful shells, and I want to ride a horse in the Northwest."

"Then let's go next to each other and live in each place for a while, shall we?"

"Uh-huh!"

In the afternoon of that day, Wu Qiuyu settled the rent and headed west with her new apprentice.

To the west is the most difficult part of the Shu Road, but it is also the most beautiful place.

That day and night, the monster disappeared among the mountains to the west.

The monk planned to try his luck again. If he could meet a monster, he would kill it along the way. If he couldn't find it, he would take the little disciple to travel around first, and then slowly map it.

Fearing that Zhaozhao would be tired, Wu Qiuyu specially bought a small donkey and asked the boy to sit on it.

Nothing happened during the journey, so Zhao Zhao asked curiously.

"Why is Master always wearing a mask?"

"Why doesn't Master have any family?"

"..."

The monk answered patiently: "Master is afraid of getting sunburned, so he wears a mask to protect himself from the sun."

"Master actually doesn't really remember whether he has family members. Master has forgotten a lot about the past."

Zhao Zhao said: "Master is lying."

Wu Qiuyu laughed: "Why did Master lie to me?"

"If you are afraid of getting sunburned, why do you have to wear it at night?"

The little guy is very clever, and he is not easy to deceive.

Wu Qiuyu smiled, and said: "It's okay to tell you the truth. Master wears a mask because he is so handsome. As long as he shows his face, he will definitely attract countless peach blossoms."

"Slightly slightly slightly, Master is too smug."

At night, the two masters and apprentices directly rested in the ruined temple in the mountains, and went on their way early the next morning.

Sometimes when the moon was shining in the mountains, they would not stop at night, and Zhao Zhao would just curl up in the pouch hanging from the donkey's body and sleep.

The moonlight fell gently, revealing every detail of the young man's feather-like eyelashes.

Zhao Zhao didn't sleep honestly, most of the time, he hid in his pouch, staring at Master without blinking.

Master is indeed very handsome.

The boy thought contentedly in his heart.

From now on, this will be his own master.

He is no longer a helpless little monster with no family or reason.

In this world, he has a master.Don't dislike his origin, only treat him well as a master.

A few days later, they had just passed a small town, and when they were about to leave the middle of Sichuan, there was a sudden cry of distress from the mountain road.

It was evening and there was no one in the mountain, so the voice was so abrupt that even the birds in the forest were startled.

Wu Qiuyu took the donkey aside and asked Zhao Zhao to wait obediently under the tree, and went to the direction where the sound came from alone.

It was beside a small stream in the valley, lying a middle-aged man in a bunt, with a bundle of firewood thrown beside him.The man's face was ashen, and there was a thick layer of black air all over his body.

"Xianjun save me..."

He vaguely saw a black figure holding a sword approaching, and the man struggled to stretch out his hand.

Wu Qiuyu first suppressed the demonic energy in the man's body with immortal energy, and asked, "Who hurt you so far?"

The man panicked and said, "It's a magic dragon, a black dragon."

Wu Qiuyu's complexion changed slightly.

"Are you sure you read it right?"

But the man rolled his eyes and passed out.

Wu Qiuyu took the man to a nearby cave.

Zhao Zhao consciously fetched water, started a fire, squatted on the ground, and asked curiously, "Master, who is this?"

"It should be a woodcutter nearby. I'll ask him carefully after he wakes up."

"Oh."

The young man seemed to understand but nodded.

The monk was preoccupied that night, and sat in the cave all night. On the second day, he woke up in a daze and said to Zhao Zhao: "I'm afraid we will stay in Sichuan for a while, and we won't be able to go to Kunlun for the time being."

Zhao Zhao asked, "Will it take long?"

"Not long."

The boy yawned: "Then I'll just wait for Master obediently."

At this time, the man also woke up leisurely.

The man knelt down on the ground, thanked Zhang Yuan, choked up and said, "The villain is Wang Er, a villager in Guanyin Village at the foot of this mountain. He went out to cut firewood yesterday, and on his way back to the village, he wanted to drink water by the stream, but suddenly the water jumped up. A big black dragon came out, and it rushed towards the villain with its teeth and claws. If the gods hadn't rescued the villain, the villain would have died in the hands of that monster."

"The big black dragon?"

Zhao Zhao's expression changed.

"But the whole body is full of black air, and the eyes are blood red?"

"That's right, has the young master seen it?"

Zhaozhao rolled his eyes, lowered his head guiltily, and said, "No, no, I just heard people say it."

Wang Erdao: "The monster is hiding in the nearby mountains and forests. I'm really afraid that he will break into the village and harm the villagers, so I have to report back to the village as soon as possible."

After all, he staggered and was about to get up.

Wu Qiuyu held him down and said, "Where is Guanyin Village? If it is convenient, I will go with you."