Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhang Yuan was stunned, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to eat?"

"Me. I want to eat meat, I want to eat fish, I also want to eat bones and drink broth. The crab steamed by Mrs. Wang Xiaohu is also delicious. Of course, I, I either dislike the bad vegetable soup, or I am growing Well, those vegetables are digested too quickly, and I’m hungry before noon.”

"Master, shall we eat fish tomorrow? I haven't eaten fish for a long time."

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Okay, let's eat fish."

"really?"

"Ah."

"I just knew that Master treats me the best!"

The young man hugged the young emperor's waist with sparkling eyes, grunted a few times, and then fell asleep contentedly.

Looking at the little thing curled up in his arms obediently, Zhang Yuan felt a pain like needle pricks in his heart.

This strange feeling made him stunned for a long time.

According to Si Yao Xingjun, this little thing was mentally stimulated by some kind of huge stimulation, which caused the soul to shake, and the mind was confused, and the memory in the brain was also scattered and disrupted, as if trapped in a fantasy, staying in the At a certain stage, the cycle goes back and forth, and it is difficult to extricate ourselves.

Similar to the "return of light" in the human world.

The memory at this stage is generally where the knots lie.

Zhang Yuan did not expect that Zhao Zhao would be so irritated by expelling him from the sect.

This little thing has such a firm mind and such a cunning mind, even if he really leaves here, he can still find a way out for himself by relying on his tricks and tricks.

He expected that Zhaozhao would be unwilling to leave, and would try his best to pester him, cling to him, and beg him to take back his life as he did when he was a teacher, and he was even secretly waiting to see what this little thing could come up with this time Ghost trick.Therefore, when he first heard the Sanskrit report, he almost without hesitation was sure that Zhaozhao was pretending to be ill and playing tricks, so as to make him soft-hearted.It never occurred to him that Zhao Zhao would directly choose to commit suicide, not even giving up his hard-working cultivation.

suicide.

Such a selfish little thing, how much he cherishes his life, it is not an exaggeration to say that he cherishes his life like gold, the first time I saw it in the Wulin, in order to escape, he even pushed a stranger like him out as a human shield to block monsters attack.The wound medicine should be kept for his own use, and the delicious food should be withheld halfway, so that he can eat it for himself, and he is not willing to let this "severely injured" outsider take up any cheap money.After knowing that he was just a worthless "outer disciple", he even moved him from the clean and tidy couch to the corner of the compartment full of sundries.

How could such a small thing kill itself so easily.

Could it be that he misunderstood this little thing, and in the eyes of the little thing, his master does occupy a very important position?

But what about the two sold Lingbao?

What puzzled him even more was that although Zhaozhao's current "memories" were related to him, they were not what happened between their master and apprentice.

Is it the same as what he saw in this little thing's illusion when Feng returned to town, this so-called memory is also imagined by this little thing, the picture of their master and apprentice getting along in the future?

Early the next morning, Zhang Yuan took Zhao Zhao to catch fish in the Qingxi River in the back mountain.

Zhaozhao was dressed in a snow robe, with his black hair still loose, carrying a small fish basket on his back, obediently sitting on a stone and waiting, when Chang Yuan came to the stream with his sleeves on his back, and as soon as he stood still, fishes all over the stream rushed out. Come, worship the sword god.

Zhang Yuan casually caught two fat ones, and was about to throw them into the fish basket, but Zhao Zhao turned away, frowned and said, "That's not right, that's not how Master catches fish."

The young man glanced around and saw a bamboo forest next to him, his eyes lit up immediately: "It is with bamboo poles, master always catches fish with bamboo poles."

Chang Yuan then released the fish, went into the bamboo forest and chopped off a moderately thick bamboo with sword energy, cut off the branches and leaves, polished it into a smooth bamboo pole, and held it in his hand.

"But like this?"

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"That's right, but the end of the bamboo pole has to be sharpened and thinned so that the fish can be caught. Otherwise, the fish will slip away."

Chang Yuan said: "That's what ordinary people do, Master doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Holding the bamboo pole with one hand, he walked into the stream with his sleeves behind his back, inserted the bamboo pole into the water at will, and when he picked it up again, there were already fishes of different sizes and colors strung on the bamboo pole.

Zhao Zhao was dumbfounded.

Jumping up excitedly: "Master is amazing!"

The young man skipped over, pulled the fish off the bamboo pole one by one, and put them into the fish basket. It didn't take long for the fish basket to be full.

"What about the remaining ones?"

Zhang Yuan put it on with grass and held it in his hand.

Back at Xuexiao Palace, Zhang Yuan continued to use his celestial power to help Zhao Zhao stabilize his celestial yuan, and handed over the fish to the celestial official.

A hot pot of steamed fish was ready soon, Zhaozhao tasted it, then put down his chopsticks unhappily: "This is not made by Master, I want to eat what Master made."

"The fish master cooks are delicious."

Chang Yuan has lived for eight thousand years, and has never been in a kitchen, let alone cooking. He stood in front of the stove, knocked the fish out, put the whole fish into the pot, and directly used the immortal yuan to ignite the true fire of Samadhi. Said that he made a half-baked braised fish in a simple and rude manner. The scales of the fish were connected to the skin, and they were burnt to black.

The fairy official stood far away, seeing that the king was making fish, neither scraping the scales of the fish, nor disposing of the stolen goods in the belly of the fish, just burning it whole, and couldn't help feeling very fond of the young master who was still waiting to eat the fish.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhao ate with great relish, not only eating two bowls of rice in one sitting, but even drank the dark sauce.

Like a kitten, lick the plate clean.

"Great, Master, shall we still eat fish tomorrow? We have three fish a day, enough for ten days."

Zhang Yuan nodded with complicated emotions, and asked, "Apart from fish, what else do you want to eat?"

"I'm not a pig, so I don't think about eating all day long."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Zhao Zhao said: "Of course it's too much, but Master has to go to the mountains to practice every day, so he doesn't have that much time to accompany me."

The boy counted with his fingers again.

"I want Master to go shopping with me, buy me new clothes, new toys, I also want Master to accompany me to hunt and catch crickets, there are so many. By the way, Master hasn't combed my hair yet."

Zhang Yuan looked at the young man's shoulder-length black hair, got up, took out a horn comb, and carefully helped the young man to gather the black hair. He was about to pull out the red hairband that turned into cold jade fingers from his sleeve, when he suddenly moved a meal.

Zhao Zhao shook his head, wondering: "What's wrong with Master?"

Zhang Yuan was already speechless, because he found that, in just half an hour, the immortal power he injected into Zhao Zhao's body lost its effectiveness again, and the young immortal energy began to collapse again.

"fine."

Chang Yuan looked as usual, took out the hair tie, and tied the boy's black hair into a ponytail.

Zhao Zhao touched the hair tie, was at a loss for a moment, and asked, "Is this a gift from Master?"

Chang Yuan nodded.

"Yes, Master gave it to you. Master... wanted to give it to you a long time ago."

"Thank you Master, I like it very much."

Zhao Zhao wrapped the hair band between her fingers and played with it.

Knowing that Zhang Yuan couldn't delay any longer, he immediately sent Sanskrit to invite Si Yao Xingjun over.

Si Ming Xingjun sighed: "Chang Yuan, this little guy has sealed himself in an illusion, and he doesn't want to come out. Now you are the only one who can wake up this little guy and stop his immortal essence from collapsing. You must Be patient, so as to coax him, don't provoke him any more, and don't mention anything about being expelled from the sect. Don't you feel how this little guy treats you as a master? If he I really don't have you as a master in my heart, I only use you as a tool, as a springboard, I can buy some gifts to please you, and I don't have to die to grab some bath beads from that fox demon. Not to mention, because you will be expelled from the master's door if you just say Give up your life."

Zhang Yuan's voice trembled for the first time.

"What if you can't wake up?"

"Life and death have destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, people are like this, immortals are like this, everything is easy to talk about if you don't break the realm, once you break the realm, even I..."

"Master."

Just as he was speaking, Zhao Zhao came out of the hall barefoot.Standing in the light of the melting snow, the young man looked as beautiful as a snow elf, as if he might be blown away by the wind at any moment, he walked up to Zhang Yuan, and said, "Master, I thought about it, we still have too many fish, how about we have too many fish tomorrow? I invite them to come over to our house as guests, okay?"

Who are they, Zhang Yuan does not know.

Zhang Yuan just reached out and touched the top of the boy's hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Zhao Zhao didn't go to sleep immediately, and excitedly pulled Lingshu and Sanskrit together to help him tidy up the place for the guests and the dishes to be prepared for tomorrow.

"This is my first time treating guests, so it must be grand and not lose face."

"They invited me several times before. I was afraid that Master would be unhappy, so I never dared to invite them over. But if it keeps like this, I will lose face."

The next day, Chang Yuan personally came forward and invited all the fellow disciples who had good friends with Zhao Zhao to come to Xuexiao Palace as guests.

The banquet was directly placed in the water pavilion next to the soup pool in the back mountain. The long table was filled with delicious fish cooked in various ways and all kinds of rare delicacies specially prepared by Chang Yuan, just like the little master. , sitting in the most central seat.

Most people didn't know about the news of Zhao Zhao's illness. They were amazed when they saw the luxurious banquet and the Houshan Tangchi, which only God of War Zhang Yuan himself was allowed to set foot on.

Everyone presented gifts prepared in advance to Zhao Zhao one by one, and sincerely praised: "Zhao Zhao, your master treats you very well. Who knows that this Tangquan is the most taboo of fireworks, and the God of War is willing to let you entertain guests here."

"That's right, Zhaozhao, you lied to us before, saying that the God of War doesn't like to be noisy, there are very powerful magic circles everywhere in Xuexiao Palace, and there is no place to treat guests. Just now we traveled all the way, and we obviously saw many quiet and beautiful places. The gazebo and the little garden."

Zhaozhao invited everyone to sit down one by one: "Of course my master treats me very well, it's useless for you to envy me. These fish were caught by my master himself, and they are for my body. If it wasn't for the fear that if I couldn't finish eating them, I would spoil them. I am reluctant to give you food."

Everyone was shocked.

"What? God of War catches fish for you?"

"The God of War can still catch fish!"

"Of course." Zhaozhao said proudly, "My master not only knows how to catch fish, but also cooks braised fish for me. However, master will only cook it for me alone, so you will not be so lucky."

Everyone was amazed, and immediately gathered around Zhaozhao to ask about the taste and cooking method of the braised fish personally made by God of War.

Zhao Zhao let out another blow.

"In short, I have never eaten such delicious braised fish. It is really the best braised fish in the world. You can also ask your master to cook it for you."

The teenagers regretted: "Our master doesn't know how to cook at all, let alone enter the dining room, a place where outer disciples work."

After eating, a group of teenagers received Zhang Yuan's amnesty again, and went to the soup pool to soak up the fairy spirit.

After the lively banquet ended, Zhao Zhao sent everyone away satisfied, and pestered Chang Yuan to make him a bowl of noodles, with two eggs added, just like birthday noodles.

At night, Zhao Zhao put out all the lights in Xueyang Hall, quietly curled up in Chang Yuan's arms, and said, "Thank you, Master."

Zhang Yuan was injecting immortal power into Zhao Zhao's body, he was stunned for a while, and asked, "You just called Master... what?"

"Master."

The young man raised his head, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

"I know that accepting me as a disciple is not the original intention of the master. I also know that I am not a good disciple. The master actually...has never liked me. I was the one who stalked me and insisted on relying on the master. "

"It's true that I lied to Master about many things. Master asked me to copy the rules at least twice a day. To save trouble, I used a puppet amulet every time to secretly copy the second time for me. Master asked me to be frugal. Every time I go down the mountain to practice, I live in the best restaurants in the city and eat the best food and drinks. The master told me to be tolerant, but I will actually take revenge. If anyone bullies me, I will definitely bully them back even worse."

"The rash on my arm was not caused by the talisman class at all, but just a simple allergy. In order to avoid punishment, I let the master feel sorry for me and allowed me to stay in the main hall to sleep, and deliberately did not apply medicine."

"The wound on my back was not wounded by a monster in the Liu Manor at all, but by a real big demon. I gouged out a piece of bone and imprisoned the magic energy in that wound with a forbidden technique. Only by being inside can I hide my eyes and ears for so many years. I..."

"I'm still jealous of Mo Yu and Liu Fuying. I'm jealous that they have a good family background and high talent. They don't have to work hard like me to get the master's favor. I'm jealous. They all have formal apprenticeships." From the very beginning, the ceremony was appreciated and valued by the master. Unlike me, who came from a humble background and has corrupt morals, it will only dishonor the reputation of the master."

"I even...had resentment for the master, let me live in the hall of thinking, and ignored me. On the day of the trial of entering the heaven, in fact, I have been waiting for the master. I hope that the master can Like other masters, send me in personally."

"But," the boy's eyes turned red suddenly, and his body trembled violently.

"However, I am still very grateful. Master is willing to take me in, protect me for so many years, and give me a place to stay."

"Master."

Zhao Zhao hugged Zhang Yuan's waist even tighter.

He said softly: "I have lied to Master, and I have already told Master. Where is Master?"

"I want to know... other than because I was stalking me, and because I look like Mo Yu, was there... a little other reason for Master to accept me as an apprentice?"

Zhang Yuan's Adam's apple rolled.

Zhao Zhaohu said anxiously again: "No need."

"Master, there is no need to answer."

"I actually understand everything."

The last one Zhaozhao was attached to, rubbed his head against the embrace filled with familiar lotus fragrance, and said: "Master, don't worry, from now on, I will never pester Master, cling to Master, or cause trouble for Master."

"I gotta go."

"Master, take care of yourself."

"Zhao Zhao!"

When Zhang Yuan came to his senses, the young man had let go and ran out of the hall barefoot.

Almost at the same time, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the situation changed suddenly.

72 thunderbolts gathered in the sky over [-] states, sending out roars and roars that shook the world.

Zhang Yuan's heart trembled violently, he dodged to chase out, and saw under the strong wind and thunder, the young man was holding a sharp sword, his snow robe was completely stained with blood, his black hair was hanging down to his waist, and the red hair band was tied around his wrist, Standing on the high cliff on the westernmost side of Xuexiao Palace.

This is - everyone woke up from their sleep.

In the Daoxin Palace, Mr. Nan Shan put on his clothes and rushed to the outside of the hall, with his eyes wide open, he looked at the sky above the thunder and lightning in disbelief: "The 72 thunderstorms are the catastrophe that can only be achieved by ascending to the realm of the gods, but now in the fairyland There are only a handful of gods, either born noble, or from the ancient primordial origin. Who wants to ascend!"

In Zixia Palace, which is separated by a mountain, Lord Bihua also has a dignified and suspicious face.

Among this class of disciples, the only one who has the aptitude to become a god is her disciple Ye Heng. Now, who are these 72 thunder calamities born for?

Xuexiao Palace.

There was a strong wind and thunder, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. 72 thunders from the sky merged into one, and hit the young man standing on the edge of the cliff with a sword like an elf in the snow.

Even with the cultivation base of the God Realm on Changyuan, it is impossible to get close.

However, such a catastrophe, how can a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy be able to bear it.Zhao Zhao's pupils were gradually covered by thick frost, split in two, and glaring blood flowed out.

"what are you going to do!"

"return!"

"I order you to come back!"

Zhao Zhao turned his head, looked at Zhang Yuan with infinite attachment and indifference, and with the power of the 72 thunders, he jumped towards the abyss.

All his misery, obsession, and obsession are finally coming to an end.