Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhao Zhao didn't want Zhang Yuan to accept Liu Fuying as an apprentice, not only because of the jealousy and jealousy of young people.

After all, now he can clearly distinguish "Master" from "Cheap Master".

The master promised to only accept him as an apprentice.

The cheap master does not have this restriction.

He was able to enter Xuexiao Palace to study art, didn't he also benefit from the "favorite" of his cheap master.

But Liu Fuying is hypocritical and artificial, which is really disgusting.

For example, even though Liu Wenkang was responsible for the lives of the twenty disciples in Fenghui Town, this Liu Fuying couldn't get away with it.Most of the cultivation bases are not clean.These aristocratic families are glamorous on the outside and full of talents, but they have hidden a lot of dirt and dirt inside, and they are not much better than this little demon with "corrupt morals and bad intentions".

In front of them, Zhaozhao doesn't feel inferior at all, but is more unconvinced.

For example, Liu Fuying.

He used to rely on Mo Yu's soul in his body to seek Zhang Yuan's care.

How could the cheap master accept such a person as an apprentice?

Who knows what is the purpose of this person entering Xuexiao Palace, will he hurt the cheap master?

"He's the guy."

Zhao Zhao thought for a while, then hummed in a low voice, "Very bad moral character."

"Master, can you not accept him as an apprentice? There are many ways to repay your kindness, and you don't have to accept an apprentice."

Zhang Yuan was listening silently at first, but after hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

This little thing, he doesn't know what kind of moral character he has, yet he even despises others' bad moral character.

"This matter has been settled."

"Stop talking."

Zhang Yuan raised his hand to release a wisp of sword energy, extinguished the light of the Ye Mingzhu, and warned with a hint of silk in his mouth.

Zhao Zhao also knew how important he was, and he didn't really think that Zhang Yuan would change his mind just because of one of his shameless words.

But Zhao Zhao couldn't help but want to say it.

Zhaozhao knew that once Liu Fuying formally joined the ranks, Zhang Yuan might not care about him anymore.

In Xuexiao Palace, there is no place for him anymore.

From now on, he will no longer be a junior disciple of the God of War, or a closed disciple of the God of War.

People all worshiped him because of their noble status, amazing talent or great kindness to Xuexiao Palace. As long as he was there, he relied on unrefined means to stalk him, and half forced the cheap master to accept him as an apprentice. Christian.

People call them apprentices.

His name is Pan Gaozhi.

Everyone has a formal apprenticeship ceremony, the right family, you love me, only him, still relying on the jade card given by the manager, there is not even a formal entrance ceremony.

It's like picking up trash and giving it away.

Zhao Zhao was angry, jealous and sad.

Thinking that today is the last day for me to be a "little disciple" of my cheap master, I feel even more sad.

My heart couldn't help but throbbing.

The primordial spirit also trembled slightly.

Zhaozhao knew that this was a sign that his mental illness was about to break out again, and he couldn't get into a corner and put himself in danger.He came to take medicine to cure diseases, not to commit suicide.

The most important thing for him now is to cultivate, improve his realm, break through the 35 ruthless situations, and make himself stronger as soon as possible, instead of being jealous of others.

"Hold your breath."

Zhao Zhao warned herself in her heart.

"Don't talk to that Liu Fuying."

"Competing with garbage is a waste of life, a slow suicide."

If a small loss outweighs the big, and then leads to the old injury on the back, the loss outweighs the gain.

Thinking of this, the vibrating soul really calmed down a lot.

After the mentality was adjusted, the wounds all over the body began to scream again.

Zhao Zhao snorted, turned over, faced inward, pulled up the quilt, and covered his face.

Changyuan Nahan.

This little thing is still throwing a temper tantrum?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the boy rolled back rolled up under the quilt like a snow dumpling, and rolled into his arms.

Zhang Yuan: "..."

After Zhaozhao calmed down for a while, he finally figured it out.

Taking medicine is more important than getting angry.

So he hugged Zhang Yuan's waist again, smelling the familiar lotus scent, and fell into a deep sleep.

**

Early the next morning, Zhao Zhao got up before dawn, and came to the entrance of the Heavenly Dao again.

A moment before Maoshi, Zhao Zhao sat cross-legged on the square, eating the breakfast brought by Lingshu—his favorite milk soup.

Lingshu was worried: "Young Master is really going to enter the Heavenly Dao trial again?"

The young master just broke through the first level of realm yesterday. According to the normal rules, he needs at least three days of recuperation before he can start the next trial.Otherwise there is a danger of physical exhaustion.

Zhaozhao held the bowl in one hand, squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Dongfang Jiang's impenetrable white belly, and took a sip of milk happily.

"Yes."

"You remember to prepare wound medicine and delicious snacks for me in advance. I will go in this time, and it will take about three days to come out."

Lingshu sighed: "The subordinates know that the young master feels uncomfortable because the emperor wants to accept the young master Liu as an apprentice, but the young master can't make fun of his body because of this matter. Such continuous trials, It's very dangerous."

"Do not worry."

"Your master, I am very talented, and nothing will happen."

"Also, pay attention to your wording. What do you mean Liu Fuying came to the trial because she was uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable in my heart, but I think when the trial is my own business, it has nothing to do with him. He has Is that a big deal?"

Lingshu is a servant, so it's hard to say anything.

I can only ask: "Young master, pay attention to protection. In three days, the subordinates will come here to pick you up on time."

"Row."

Zhao Zhao threw the bottomless bowl over, patted the dirt on his robe, stood up neatly, and went to the entrance of the Heavenly Dao that was about to start without looking back.

In the history of the [-] states, the disciples who cultivated the path of ruthlessness could almost be counted on two hands.

If you narrow the scope down to successfully entering the Tao and ascending to God, you won't be able to use up one hand.

Because Zhaozhao is the only one among the new disciples this year who chooses the way of ruthlessness, and only this little boy is tested in the way every day, and the guardian of the way "ruthless" is already familiar with Zhao Zhao.

"Little guy, you just broke through the tenth state of no situation yesterday, and you come again today, are you looking for death?"

As soon as Zhaozhao stepped into Wuqing's way, Wuqing opened his mouth coldly.

The guardian of the Tao has no physical form, and spreads in the Tao like smoke and air, peeping at everything in the Tao and monitoring the trial process of the disciples.It is said that they were born at the beginning of the primordial world, and even the gods of the upper god level may not be able to see their original appearance.

Because no one chooses a way for a long time.

Even if you choose, most of them will give up halfway.

While the guardians of other Taos are conscientiously performing their duty of guarding the Tao, Ruthless spends most of their time hibernating.

Therefore, Wuqing was really excited when Wuqing was awakened from hibernation with a bang that day.

After excitement.

Wu Qing saw a young man who was less than five feet tall and seemed to have no hair yet came in with a spirit sword on his back.

Ruthlessly and calmly lay back.

A kid who hasn't even eaten much salt, probably doesn't even know what love is, dares to practice the way of ruthlessness, and the parents don't care.

In the past, those old guys who were over half a hundred years old rarely passed the ten trials. For such a brat, it would be good if they could pass one.

At the beginning, Wuqing was completely holding the mentality of watching a joke, waiting for Zhao Zhao to retreat when he knew the difficulty.

Don't even bother to read the jokes.

In the first trial, it took the little boy ten and a half days to crawl out of the refining environment covered in blood, and he couldn't even hold a sword.

Think ruthlessly and indifferently.

Ok.

I know I'm afraid this time.

I will definitely not dare to come next time.

Unexpectedly, five days later, the boy appeared in the Dao again with the spirit sword on his back.

The second trial, stumbling, took half a month.

The third trial, improved a bit, took eleven days.

Fourth way...

fifth way...

Relentlessly belatedly realized that this time I might encounter a little freak who didn't take the usual path.

Until yesterday morning, Zhao Zhao successfully broke through the tenth ruthless situation in only half a year, and his ruthless expression finally became solemn.For the first time, he used strange eyes to look at the young man who had just come out of the refinement realm, covered in blood, lying half dead on the ground.

But ten is a hurdle.

In the past, many disciples of the fairy clan who were full of ambition stopped on the tenth way.

Even if the little brat is lucky enough to pass the ten times, he may not continue.

Ruthless thought that the verification results would have to wait at least three days later, but he never expected that Zhao Zhao would come again this early in the morning.

Ruthlessly suppressed the excitement: "My deity asks you, what are you doing here so early?"

Zhao Zhao: "Practice."

"Fix your head."

"Your physical strength does not meet the requirements, so you cannot carry out the trial, so leave quickly."

Zhao Zhao sat down cross-legged.

He tilted his head and looked at the book floating in the sky.

Said: "I won't go."

Ruthless: "What did you say?"

Zhaozhao: "The heavenly book only says that the duty of a Taoist is to supervise the disciple's cultivation, to prevent the disciple from opportunistically practicing in an improper way, but there is no such thing as checking the disciple's physical strength. I follow the normal steps in a dignified manner, and my physical strength has almost recovered. , why can't it be repaired?"

I thought relentlessly, it's only been one night, and you've almost recovered?

However, as a Taoist, he really has no right to interfere with his disciples' cultivation.

He asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"Think about it."

"Please ask the priest to open the No.11 No Situation for me."

Three days later, Lingshu went outside the entrance on time to wait for Zhaozhao to come out.

Except for his own young master, few people can be locked in the heaven for three days and three nights.

Lingshu often suspects that the kendo practiced by the young master is not the same way as other people's kendo.

As the sky was getting brighter, the gate of heaven slowly opened, and other disciples had already started to enter the dao in groups for trials. Lingshu waited until noon, but Zhaozhao didn't come out.

This kind of thing is not unheard of.

Lingshu went back to have some lunch, and continued to sit in the square to wait, but he waited until the sun set, night fell, and the entrance to the Heavenly Dao would soon be closed again, and his figure remained undiminished.

Lingshu finally became anxious.

Although the young master was not punctual in the past, he rarely exceeded such a long time.

He said that he had just finished the trial yesterday and his physical strength had not yet recovered, so it would be very dangerous to continue the trial today!

In the trials of the Dao of Heaven, the disciples were carried out separately and seldom together, which meant that even if the young master was in danger, no one would be able to find out.

This is how to do.

He is a servant, a low-level monk, and he is not even qualified to enter the heaven.

Who should I turn to for help?

Young Master Sinan?Mr. Xie or Mr. Lu?

No, they just entered the Heavenly Dao.

Lingshu took a deep breath and thought, he can only go to Mr. Zhang Yuan!

Lingshu rushed back to Xuexiao Palace in a panic, and was told by the fairy officials that Zhang Yuan was in the Forbidden Palace.

Mo Yu had reached the critical moment of waking up. During this period of time, if there were no other important matters, Zhang Yuan would stay in the palace all day long.

When Lingshu reached the jade steps of the forbidden hall, he was stopped.

In addition to the immortal officials of Xuexiao Palace, guarding outside the Forbidden Hall, there are also soldiers from the Celestial Clan sent by Tianjun and Empress Tian to protect Aizi.

"I have a very urgent matter to report to your majesty, and I hope you will accommodate me."

Lingshu was explaining, when a voice came from behind: "Who is making noise here?"

this voice...

Lingshu frowned, turned around, and saw Liu Fuying who had changed into the fairy robe of the unified disciple in the state.

Liu Fuying didn't know the Spiritual Pivot, and after being reminded by the servants around her, she suddenly understood, her eyes flashed, and she asked, "What's your urgent matter?"

Lingshu said: "It's about my young master."

"Oh."

"It's... Si Zhao. What happened to him?"

Normally, Lingshu would never reveal the situation to such an outsider who doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, but at this moment, only Liu Fuying might have the opportunity to enter the Forbidden Palace to spread the word.

I can only truthfully say: "My little son is trapped in the way of heaven and has not yet come out. I am afraid he is in danger. Could you please ask Mr. Liu to tell you that right now, only you can save my little son from coming out?" .”

"What should I do?"

Liu Fuying lowered her head and smiled, touched a white jade finger wrench in her hand.

"You're too nervous. It's not uncommon for you to be unable to come out on time for trials in the Dao of Heaven. If you wait any longer, you dare to disturb Your Majesty because of such a trivial matter."

"But my little son was supposed to come out early this morning, and it has been more than a whole day, and the entrance to the Heavenly Dao will be closed soon..."

"No matter how important your little son is, how important is His Royal Highness Mo Yu? Your Majesty is currently casting a spell with Lord Si Yao Xing to wake His Highness Mo Yu. If the spell is suddenly interrupted halfway and causes irreversible damage to His Highness, can you bear the responsibility? If you continue to make noise here, don't blame me for ordering the heavenly soldiers to drive you out."

After finishing speaking, Liu Fuying walked up the jade steps gracefully.

"You—" Lingshu's face was livid with anger, thinking that this person is really hateful.

However, there are heavenly soldiers guarding here, and it is true that he is not able to resist, Lingshu gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, so he could only turn around and head towards the Daoxin Palace, hoping to invite Nan Shanjun.

On the steps, when Liu Fuying reached the entrance of the hall, she met the Sanskrit sound coming from inside.

Sanskrit asked, "What happened?"

Liu Fuying said: "It's nothing, an ignorant servant bumped into the Heavenly Soldiers."

Sanskrit didn't think much about it, seeing Liu Fuying was holding a plate of pastries in his hand.

"Master Liu, this is it?"

Liu Fuying rolled her eyes: "This is specially made by Fuying for Junshang and Si Yaoxingjun. Junshang entered the palace early in the morning to protect His Royal Highness Moyu, so he must not have eaten yet. Fuying is afraid that Junshang may be sick. Chi, I specially made some pastries from my hometown."

Sanskrit nodded.

"Master Liu has a heart."

"It's just that your lord doesn't have the habit of eating at night. I'm afraid the casting of this spell won't end until the middle of the night. Moreover, according to the regulations, the subordinates have no right to invite Mr. Liu into the palace to rest."

Liu Fuying smiled obediently and said: "It's okay, I have nothing else to do, just wait here for your lord."

Lingshu Yujian rushed to Daoxin Palace in a hurry, because he was too impatient, he walked halfway, and accidentally fell from midair.

Seeing that it was coming to the time of Hai, when the entrance of the Heavenly Dao was closed, there was no longer any delay, Lingshu gritted his teeth and got up, not caring about the injury on his foot, and was about to hold his sword again, when someone asked in front of him: "Why are you in such a hurry, my friend? Need help?"

Lingshu raised his head and saw a person wearing a bright yellow brocade fairy gown, with a white dragon pattern embroidered on his chest, a white jade crown in his hair, and two strings of pearls and jade on the crown, Shi Shiran stood in the night with the noble spirit of Qinghua all over his body. , followed by a crowd of followers.

Among the Immortal Clan, apart from the Celestial Clan, only one clan is qualified to wear such high-standard costumes—the real leader of the five clans, the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea.

The visitor was none other than Huaibi, the crown prince of the Dragon clan who came to visit the Fourteen States again.