Cultivate the ruthless way for him

After receiving the report, Ouyang Qing rushed over immediately, but she didn't know much about it.

The six-stroke magic pattern is one more stroke than Wentian, the great devil who confused the Three Realms back then. I'm afraid even the teachers can't tell how deep his skill is.

But as a disciple of the Immortal Clan, and the Kunlun clan guarding this place, even if he is afraid, he cannot just watch innocent people and those disciples of the Immortal Clan from outside being smeared by monsters.

On the way here, Ouyang Qing passed on the news to the teachers.

If there is no accident, the teachers will come to support them at the latest.

"Senior brother Ouyang, do you want to go in and have a look?"

There was no movement inside for a long time, and some disciples couldn't bear the torture of slow cutting, so they gave suggestions.

"No."

Ouyang Qing was still calm and composed, frowned and said: "If you lure him out, there is still a demon-slaying sword array to resist for a while, if you go in rashly, what should you do if you damage the disciple?"

No one wants to take their lives as a joke, this point of view has been recognized by most people.

"Then... let's just wait like this? I don't know if the monster has taken hostages inside."

The owner of the inn shrank his neck and said tremblingly behind him: "There is also a boy who doesn't look very old. I wonder if he was kidnapped here, or is he a little devil?"

As soon as the words were said, the two pear wooden doors opened slowly after creaking.

A Taoist figure walked out of it, dressed in white, with a face like cold jade, and a long body standing in the corridor. Although the clothes are extremely plain, there is an invisible deterrent force around him, which makes people dare not look at him with profanity.

Zhang Yuan's pale eyes casually glanced at the crowd in the courtyard, and asked, "Where is Lu Yuanxiao?"

Lu Yuanxiao is the current head of the Kunlun Clan. Asking with a sword, he is ten thousand years old. His cultivation has reached the Supreme God Realm. He is also a highly respected one among the five clan heads. He has been wandering for many years and just returned two days ago.

Although Lu Yuanxiao is known for his aloofness and indifference to Buddhism, his status is there after all, let alone a mere demon cultivator, he is the head of the other five clans and twelve aristocratic families. When seeing this person, he should be called Lu head.

But the demon cultivator in front of him called his name so casually, without any respect, and even faintly mixed with an order-like tone.

Several Kunlun disciples immediately said angrily: "Who are you, you dare to call our master by name?"

"Senior Brother Ouyang, let's stop talking nonsense with him."

Ouyang Qing was hesitating.

Because of the demeanor of the person in front of him, he really doesn't look like a demon cultivator.

He is different from these young disciples, he started early and practiced under Elder Qingye's sect for a long time. Although he dare not say how much he has achieved in cultivation, he can still distinguish the most basic demon from immortal.

The person in front of him is dressed in Tsinghua University, with a blunt and immortal demeanor, although his whereabouts are a bit surreptitious, can it really be disguised by magic power?

This room is on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly another young man in snow robes walked out of the room.The young man with snow skin and black eyes, with a pair of dragon horns growing on his head, looked at the crowd with his hips akimbo and said, "You guys bully the widowed by your numbers, what kind of heroes are you? Fortunately, you are a rich family. If you have the ability, fight with me."

Ouyang Qing showed a look of astonishment: "Could it be that the young master is... a member of the Dragon Clan?"

The opposite horn on the boy's hair is clearly the dragon's horn.

Zhaozhao sneered and said, "You don't care where I am from, just say whether I dare to fight or not."

Zhang Yuan lowered his eyes helplessly: "Didn't I tell you to wait inside?"

Zhaozhao: "I get angry when I look at them, I really can't wait any longer. Xianjun, you are so good-tempered, why should you reason with them?"

Ouyang Qing was still humbly confirming: "Is the young master really a member of the Dragon Clan?"

The dragon clan is powerful, if it is not a last resort, it is better not to confront each other head-on, so as not to make it clear in the future and implicate the teacher.

Zhaozhao snorted softly, and exhaled directly, blowing him half a foot away.

Ouyang Qing fell to the wall in embarrassment, looking at the young man in amazement, who is such a powerful immortal at such a young age?

The Kunlun clan is a big clan that looks down on one side, never has it been so cowardly, immediately a disciple drew his sword and stabbed Zhaozhao with the wind, snow and thunder.

However, the tip of the sword was not close to the young man's half zhang, it was blocked by a wide sleeve.

It was Zhang Yuan who had never spoken.

The man just waved his sleeve lightly, and the disciple instantly fell into the depths of the distant snow peak like a kite with a broken string, including him and his sword.The miserable howl pierced the air, and dragged all the way, but I don't know what happened to the fall.

Zhao Zhao is gearing up: "Is there anyone else who wants to try?"

No matter how good-tempered Ouyang Qing is, no matter how cautious his actions are, if he is repeatedly provoked by others, it will be difficult to maintain a peaceful attitude. Now Zhou Shen has a faint green sword light, and he also sacrificed his spirit sword, and wants to join war situation.

Suddenly there was a misty voice in the air, "Qing'er, stop."

An old man with a crane hair and a childlike face, wearing a silver-white fairy robe, came by a crane, and then followed several elders who were also the same age.They were bathed in the flying snow, with colorful rays of light behind them.

"Master!"

Ouyang Qing was startled, and quickly bent over to salute.

The rest of the Kunlun disciples were also stunned.

The master is either retreating or traveling far away. He may not show up once in 300 years. Unexpectedly, he will personally visit this small guest house this time.

After Lu Yuanxiao landed, he waved his sleeves: "You all exit the courtyard."

"Yes."

Ouyang Qing led all the disciples back, and other foreign disciples, represented by the disciple surnamed Zhao, also left the courtyard hesitantly.

Lu Yuanxiao closed the courtyard door, and knelt down on one knee facing the fairy in the corridor: "The boy didn't know that the king was coming, so he was far away to welcome him, and hope that the king will forgive his sins."

Zhang Yuan said: "Master Lu, we should have seen it before."

Lu Yuanxiao smiled embarrassingly: "That's natural. Although Yuanxiao didn't stay in Kunlun often these years, when he was young and ignorant, arrogant and conceited, he didn't come to fourteen prefectures to seek humiliation and mess with the king. Trouble. Your Majesty has a lot of people, don't care about Yuan Xiao, Yuan Xiao is very grateful."

Zhang Yuan said: "I mean—400 years ago."

"400 years ago?"

Lu Yuanxiao was taken aback for a moment, puzzled.

Zhang Yuan reached out and took out a silver mask from his sleeve, and covered it.

"So, does Master Lu remember?"

Lu Yuanxiao was stunned again for a long time, as if suddenly remembering something, with an unbelievable and unbelievable look on his face.

"Could it be that Your Majesty is... How is this possible?"

"Back then, I would also like to thank Sect Master Lu for giving me the kindness of Dan."

"No, Yuan Xiao still can't believe it, how could it be like this. If that person back then...how could it be, Your Majesty."

Chang Yuan said: "It's a long story, why not go into the room and tell it."

Lu Yuanxiao was eager to find the answer, so naturally he couldn't get it, he immediately drove Baihe aside, followed Chang Yuan into the house, and when he walked to the corridor, he saw the young man in snow robe standing aggressively at the door.

How conspicuous is the dragon horn on the top of the boy's hair.

Lu Yuanxiao was shocked again: "This is..."

Zhaozhao threatened with a vicious voice: "If you dare to bully Xianjun, be careful that I will beat you."

Lu Yuanxiao couldn't laugh or cry.

"Your Highness, don't worry, how dare Lu dare to disrespect your majesty."

Zhao Zhao was surprised: "Do you know my identity?"

Lu Yuanxiao stroked his beard and smiled: "Not only did I know that, when your highness was born, I went to the East China Sea to give gifts. Oh, by the way, it seems that I gave your highness the Four Treasures of the Study."

Zhao Zhao didn't remember it at all, because he didn't like reading books, so he made sure that this person had no evil intentions, so he moved out of the way.

As soon as Lu Yuanxiao entered the room, he couldn't wait to ask: "Your Majesty, what is going on?"

Zhang Yuan invited him to sit on the small couch by the window, and said: "This lord has just learned the truth. Thousands of years ago, the demon Lord Wentian escaped from the cave of ten thousand demons with a strand of soul, and this lord also transformed into a strand of divine consciousness. After tracking for a full 600 years, I used the pseudonym Wu Qiuyu at that time."

"But that Wu Qiuyu had already been swallowed by the devilish energy at that time, and his body was covered with magic lines, which was irreversible. Since he is the avatar of the king, then the king—" "Actually, this king was not spared either."

Lu Yuanxiao opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

Zhang Yuan rolled up his sleeves, exposing a section of his arm.The pale skin was covered with strangely shaped magic lines. "

Lu Yuanxiao showed a look of extreme shock, and suddenly stood up.

"How could this be?!"

At the beginning when the disciple sent the news, he thought it was a mistake, but unexpectedly, it was true.

Zhang Yuan's mind was calm, and he said: "Perhaps this gentleman should have such a catastrophe by fate."

After all, Lu Yuanxiao was the head of the sect with profound experience, so he knew that this was not the time to be sentimental, so he asked: "Then, has your lord thought of a countermeasure? Can this thing, with your lord's cultivation, not be eliminated?"

"If there is a way, Wu Qiuyu from 400 years ago would not have sacrificed herself to the devil?"

"But your lord is different from Wu Qiuyu after all."

Wu Qiuyu?

Zhaozhao was eavesdropping on the window outside. Hearing this name, the fragments of the Sea of ​​Consciousness seemed to be stirred up by a hurricane, and it was extremely uncomfortable. what.

Zhaozhao's heart was empty, and he was stunned for a while, then continued to listen with his ears open.

This movement is also very familiar, as if he has done it before, and has done it many times.

Zhao Zhao suddenly felt a little boring, and sat down on the steps sullenly.

"Hey, little white dragon, what are you worried about?"

The crane turned into a young and ostentatious man with thick rouge painted on the end of his eyes, and sat beside him.

Zhao Zhao said: "You won't understand."

The crane said with a smile: "We are both spirit beasts, why don't you understand? Although your dragon clan has a higher status, we cranes are also very smart."

Zhao Zhao glanced at him: "You haven't forgotten anything, how can you understand my feelings?"

Xianhe was taken aback.

"Have you forgotten something?"

"Yes."

Zhao Zhao became more and more unhappy.

There is a lack of memory of nearly 1000 years, how can he be unconscious, he has accidentally heard the whispers of the guards and maidservants in Guanglong Palace several times, but he knows that no matter the father, mother, concubine or elder brother, they all coax Look at him, lie to him, don't want him to remember.

He just followed them.

It's just that sometimes he can't help feeling uncomfortable when he touches certain people or certain things.

For example, the person named "Wu Qiuyu" just now.

He can be sure that he must have known him before.

Xianhe sighed: "That's really pitiful, but how could you forget things for no reason, did you break your head? Or was it deliberately sealed?"

"You just broke your head."

But these words reminded Zhao Zhao.

His memory will not be lost for no reason, it must be sealed somewhere, since his brother and his father, queen, mother and concubine don't want him to know, so he secretly went to see it behind their backs.

It's just a memory, it won't lose a piece of meat after reading it, and can it still hurt him?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhao felt much more relaxed.

Said: "Thank you, Big White Crane."

"You're welcome."

Bai He rolled his eyes: "It seems that you have already thought of a solution."

"Nature."

Zhao Zhao raised his hands behind his back and said proudly.