Cultivate the ruthless way for him

"Your Majesty, the young master is still kneeling outside and hasn't left."

Sanskrit looked worriedly at the outside of the hall, it was already almost three o'clock, Xuexiao Palace was covered with snow all the year round, and it was extremely cold at night, if this continued, the young master would definitely suffer from frostbite.

Your Majesty Ke Guan's complexion is like snow, and there is a chill in his eyes, showing no signs of calming down.He has served the emperor for so many years, and it was the first time he saw the emperor so angry.

Also, the treasury is the king's private treasury, which represents the king's heart.

Jun Shang was born with a sword heart, and has always been indifferent to others. This is the first time he has opened his private treasury and given gifts to disciples.Even if the king doesn't say it, it also contains love and expectations for the little son.

Unexpectedly, the little boy actually...

well.Not to mention your majesty, even an ordinary person like him, if someone resells the gift he took the trouble to give to others, or resells it as a profit-making tool, he will probably break up with that person.

His Majesty's anger, he understood very well.

It's just a young master, it's really pitiful to look at.

Fanyin bit the bullet and begged for mercy: "Actually, the young master may have unspeakable difficulties, and the emperor will expel the young master from the teacher without even asking. Isn't this punishment...too severe."

Zhang Yuan took a sip of wine indifferently.

severe?

He admitted that he had some prejudice against the little thing.

But he is not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil. Over the years, he has set up all kinds of strict rules, trying to get back the temper of the little thing.Even if this little thing likes to play tricks and has a small temper, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to harm others and sticks to the moral bottom line, he can turn a blind eye to it.

Little things usually pester him, cling to him, and do everything possible to please him, even if his heart is as cold as iron, he still can't remain completely unmoved.He knew that it was because of his status as a demon clan that he tried hard to find a new backer for himself, to improve his status and status, that's why he was so attached to his master.

Isn't it just that he wants to pretend to be a tiger and show off his willfulness? It's just the nature of a spirit beast. He can manipulate him, let him go, and give him shelter at an appropriate time. Since he is his disciple, no one in the three realms can bully him at will.

He is not a pedantic, stubborn, unreasonable person. Even if he knew about the trials in the forbidden area and the unclear wound, even if he knew that the little thing was talking nonsense in front of him and concealing countless things, he would not bother to delve into it.But today, this little thing trampled his master on the ground.

He also began to understand that in the eyes of this little thing, he was just a tool to maintain his identity and status.On the surface, this little thing clings to him and flatters him, as if he can't live without him, but in fact he doesn't take him seriously at all, and can sell the things he gave for money in turn.

How different it is from a cold-blooded and ruthless poisonous snake.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but think of the past when they met for the first time in the foggy forest that day. In an emergency, the little thing pushed him off the carriage without hesitation, and used it as a meat shield to resist the attack of monsters.

If it were the same situation today, this little thing would still push him out without hesitation.

Master?

Heh, this little thing has no morals at all. How could he ever be regarded as a teacher, and how could he be respected.Those acting like a baby, flattering, and being attached are all acting. He has lived for 8000 years, but this is the first time he has fallen into the hands of this little thing.

Snapped.

The fine jade lamp cracked into fine lines in the hands of the young emperor.

Sanskrit was startled.

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

Zhang Yuan sneered: "Do you still think that this gentleman has wronged him? This little thing is so cunning and clever, but if he has a point, he can say it is ten points. If there are really unavoidable difficulties, why should I ask this gentleman. I'm afraid that in his eyes, all things in the world that can bring him benefits are good things. It doesn't matter how much affection is, let alone who gave it to him. So selfish, so self-interested, so cold-blooded and ruthless, this gentleman is simply amazed .”

"However, the young master's daily expenses are not large, and he has the monthly money given by the emperor. It is reasonable to not need such a large amount of money. Could it be that he really encountered some difficulties?"

Zhang Yuan asked back: "Look at his appearance, does he seem to be in trouble?"

"He doesn't need a lot of daily expenses, but if he wants to make friends or please others, he doesn't need money to open the way for him. As you can see, there is no magic beast left by the so-called Guardian Zuo in the Liu residence. He has no relatives and no reason, so why give false testimony for him, besides, Liu Fuying does not have a good relationship with him, she was just stabbed by him with a sword a few days ago, so repaying grievances with kindness is to see that he is beautiful? This is just one thing, He never dared to tell me the truth, what about other things? How much did he do behind his back?"

Sanskrit was taken aback.

Your Majesty is suspicious, did the young master secretly make friends with other aristocratic families?If not, where will the money go.

"Today, for his own selfishness, he can sell the personal belongings that I donated to him. Tomorrow, will he even be able to sell this gentleman?"

"I can't accept such a disciple."

"Go and tell him that you don't have to kneel down, even if you kneel down there, I won't see him."

These words are so cold and decisive, Sanskrit's lips moved a few times, and finally he couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, are you really going to drive the young master out of the school? The young master has a pitiful background, and I'm afraid he has nowhere to go except Xuexiao Palace." ah."

Zhang Yuan sighed lightly.

"With his ability, he has his own way to find a new backer for himself and a better place to live than here, so why should you worry about it?"

"No matter how bad it is, doesn't he still have his own people? It's because he hates the poor and loves the rich, so he insists on being a member of the fairy clan and doesn't want to go back."

Sanskrit voice: "But in the Three Realms, there is no better place to settle down than the Fourteen States. The young master has just entered the Heavenly Dao for half a year. If the king drives the young master down the mountain at this time, the cultivation path of the young master will also be difficult." It’s going to be a waste.”

Zhang Yuan was indifferent: "Instead of cultivating a black sheep for the common people in the world, it is better to stop the loss in time. In the future, the common people will suffer less disasters. My crimes are lighter."

"But just now, the young master asked his subordinates to tell the king that he has something important to say to the king."

"I have heard enough of his nonsense, let him tell others."

This is really no room for change.

Fanyin sighed and went out of the hall to deliver a message.

**

The jade steps were all silvery white. The young man was only wearing a thin snow robe, kneeling upright on the frosty cold jade ground, his black hair hanging down to his waist like a waterfall, his eyes were red, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his body trembling slightly .

"Immortal officer."

Seeing the Sanskrit voice coming out, the boy's eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Is Master willing to see me?"

Fanyin suddenly couldn't bear it.

He hesitated and said: "It's getting late, young master, let's go back first."

The brilliance in the young man's eyes dimmed suddenly, the corners of his lips trembled, and he said in a daze: "Master, he still refuses to see me, does he? Or...he will never see me again."

The last sentence.

The boy bit his lower lip, and his body trembled violently again.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have sold Master's things secretly, and I shouldn't have lied to Master. No matter what, I shouldn't have sold what Master gave me."

Zhaozhao's eyes turned red, and he got up suddenly and rushed to the door of the hall, knocking on the door and begging, "Master, I was really wrong, please don't drive me away, okay?"

"I was really wrong."

"I shouldn't have done that."

"I……"

Boundless despair and grievances welled up in his heart, engulfing the young man.

After knocking for a long time, the two palace doors remained motionless like towering bronze mountains.

Zhao Zhao slid down, hugged her knees and leaned against the door of the palace, crying helplessly.

Sanskrit saw his heart ache, walked over, and advised softly: "Your Majesty is currently in a fit of anger, and this young master will only irritate Your Majesty. It is better to go back first, and try to explain after your Majesty's anger subsides."

Explanation.

How would he explain it.

Explain how the wound on his back came about, explain how his clansman threatened him with this wound, and extorted money from him?

How clearly Zhang Yuan sees every detail, how well he understands him.

He will definitely get to the bottom of it and dig out all the shady facts buried deep in his heart.

That's right, he was not injured by some low-level monster at all, but by a real big monster. He was swallowed, and the risk of being demonized was very high.

He spent so much effort and suffered so much to cover up this matter. Once it was uncovered, there would be no place for him in the fairy clan.

Zhao Zhao's unprecedented panic and despair.

"Master, will he really calm down?"

After a while, the boy raised his foggy eyes and asked tremblingly.

Sanskrit choked up and nodded.

"Of course."

"Your Majesty loves the young master very much. Your majesty... he will definitely see the details and understand the difficulties of the young master."

Dear.

This word makes Zhao Zhao feel very unconfident.

Zhaozhao raised his eyes, looked at the whiteness stretching for thousands of miles in the distance, and the glass lamps emitting light yellow halos under the corridor, and suddenly thought, where is the place for him to shelter in the vastness of the three worlds.

Where can such a him be accommodated.

Master, where are you?

Guanyin Village.

Where is it again.

Zhao Zhao sat withered outside the hall all night, and at dawn the next day, Zhang Yuan still did not appear, and the immortal officials couldn't bear it, and said: "Your Majesty has already gone to the forbidden hall, young master, don't wait, go back and rest first."

Everyone told him to go back and rest.

This is like a silent sentence.

Zhaozhao bowed her head, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of her lips were pursed. Finally, she stood up and walked down the jade steps.

It took a long time to walk the thousand zhang jade steps, halfway through, the young man finally lost his strength and fell down.Zhaozhao got up mechanically and continued to walk, but fell down again after walking a few steps.

Something rolled out of his chest.

It's his baby scales.

Zhaozhao was startled, and hurried to pick up the scales, and when he was about to hide them in his chest again, the boy suddenly froze.

The scale that had been exuding a faint silver light was now dimmed, without any light at all.Zhao Zhao's mind went blank, he raised his sleeve almost in a panic, and wiped the surface of the scales vigorously.

It was still dark.

No response.

impossible.

How could his scales be gone?

impossible.

Master said that he will definitely wait for him.

Except for that one time, Master has never missed an appointment.

The young man's body trembled, and tears rolled down like broken beads, falling on the surface of the scales, splashing a splash of water.

Zhao Zhao knelt on the steps, frantically wiping the scales.

Bright.

Light up quickly.

"Little guy, what are you doing?"

A slightly suspicious voice came.

Zhaozhao raised his head, and saw Tianjun with fluttering beard and hair, and a bright yellow dragon.

Zhaozhao's eyes lit up, as if he had been rescued, under the surprised eyes of Tianhou and all the priests, he held the scales in his hand in front of Tianjun: "Do you know why my scales disappeared?"

"You must know that, don't you?"

Tianjun looked at the scale, remembered the past, nodded and said: "That day when I saw this thing for the first time, I felt familiar, and then I remembered that this is the soul breath technique that has disappeared for a long time."

Zhao Zhao was taken aback: "Soul breath?"

"Yeah, the breath of the soul after death, but there are still things that you care about, and you can't let go of it, so I used this forbidden technique to inject a wisp of remnant thoughts into the scales to protect the people around me. If I guessed correctly, I will send it to you." The person with the scales has been dead for 300 years, right?"