Cultivate the ruthless way for him

After crossing the snow-capped mountains and heading west for a hundred miles, you will reach the boundary of Xizhou.

"Zhao Zhao."

"There seems to be someone in front..."

Ruthless suddenly opened his mouth vigilantly.

Zhaozhao stopped, looked up, and saw a black figure standing in the vast snow field.

That person's body was covered with snowflakes, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were like snow casts, he did not know how long he had been standing in the snow.At this moment, I am looking up at the endless ridges.

Hearing the movement, the man also retracted his gaze and slowly turned his head.

Zhao Zhao was stunned.

The four eyes met each other for a long time, Zhao Zhao began to walk over, and calmly asked: "Is Your Majesty also here to stop me?"

Zhang Yuan has already taken off his silver mask, leaving only a light red mark on his forehead.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he said expressionlessly, "Why, don't you even call Master now?"

Zhao Zhao looked at Chang Yuan's chest, where there was no trace of being stabbed by the sword.

After a moment of silence, the young man said: "I was at fault for everything before. I know that I am no longer qualified to be a member of Your Majesty's family. Your Majesty wants to expel me from the sect, or clean up the sect. I have nothing to say. It's just—— "It's just that you won't be willing to die, and you won't let me slaughter you, right?"

Zhang Yuan was not surprised, he almost said these words with a smile.

Zhaozhao pursed his lower lip, acquiescing, and quietly pressed his hand on the spirit sword behind his back.

Zhang Yuan looked at the young man's subtle movements, and saw that the young man who used to cling to him was now guarding himself like an enemy, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of desolation in his heart.

"I won't hurt you that day, and I won't hurt you today."

"If I really want to fight with you, I won't wait until now."

Zhao Zhao paused, raised his eyes, looked at Chang Yuan in surprise and confusion.

As the cultivation base in Yuan Mansion soared, the young man's pitch-black eyes became colder and clearer, like grapes washed in ice water.

Chang Yuan said: "The matter of Wu Qiuyu really made me angry and disappointed, but I am not a foolish person, I know that stabbing me is not your intention."

"Do you know how hard and rough it is for you to fight against the five major clans with your own strength and justify the name of a traitor from the Immortal Sect?"

"You're still young. It's still too late to let go of your obsessions and focus on your cultivation. Your name is already in the Book of Gods. As long as you are willing to turn around, I can immediately build a fairy mansion for you in Xuexiao Palace. Good!" Life, isn't it good?"

Of course it is good.

Zhao Zhao thought in her heart.

Ever since he was recognized as a demon clan after the Centenary Banquet, he has spent all his time trying to curry favor with others, turning himself into a selfish person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. so what?

If at this moment, he was still living in Qilin Palace, a helpless and unaccompanied weak young man, he would roll happily and immediately move to Xuexiao Palace, his own fairy mansion.

But he met the master.

After falling from the clouds to dust and mud, at the saddest and most desperate moment, when he almost lost his life, once again, he enjoyed the unique love in the world.

Only then did he know that what he really wanted was not a noble fairy status, nor a luxurious life of rich clothes and fine food. As long as there was someone who really loved him, he would live in a dilapidated thatched cottage and wear rough clothes. He is also happy to wear sackcloth clothes, drink bitter vegetable soup, and be hungry at night.

But the master left.

He is homeless again.

In this world, it is impossible for anyone else to love and cherish him like Master.

Zhao Zhao knows clearly and cruelly that since he chose to enter the path of ruthlessness, he is no longer a normal person.Unlike Liu Wenkang, he has great love in his heart and takes pleasure in pursuing the ultimate power in the world.He grew up pampered, he longed to be cared for, loved, and enjoyed the flattery and compliments of his peers, he was such a worthless person.He didn't enter the Tao after breaking through the so-called seven emotions and six desires, but went to another extreme.

There is no master in the world, for him, it means that all four things are empty.

Zhaozhao raised the corner of his mouth to make himself look more relaxed, and said, "Thank you Xianjun, you can tolerate me with a big belly, don't care about me."

"It's just that I've made up my mind and I won't go back."

"I'll see you later, Xianjun doesn't have to show mercy to me anymore."

"Last time, I said that I want to invite Xianjun to drink, but unfortunately there is no wine shop here, so I have to do it next time."

After Zhao Zhao finished speaking, he saluted lightly and was about to move forward.

Chang Yuan clenched his sleeve-hidden hand into a fist, and asked softly, "Wu Qiuyu, is that so important to you?"

Zhaozhao lowered her eyelashes lightly, without making a sound.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, his finger bones were blue and white.

It suddenly occurred to me that on that night a hundred years ago, that little boy curled up in his arms and asked him: "I want to know, Master accepted me as a disciple back then, except because of my stalking, and because of me and Mo Yu looks alike, is there any other reason?"

He didn't understand such a question at the time.

Now, he never expected that he would also want to ask: Is there any other reason why you worshiped me as your teacher back then, other than because I was born like Wu Qiuyu.

All these years, those coquettish, admiring, flattery, are they all fake, without a shred of sincerity?

Although he has not fulfilled his duty as a master, he is trying his best to protect him. How can he bear to see a person like him wandering around again.

Zhang Yuan would not ask questions in the end, he took a moment to relax, opened his eyes, and said, "Since there is no wine shop, why not drink a pot with me here."

He flicked his sleeves lightly, and there was already a sapphire jug in his palm.

Zhaozhao felt vaguely familiar.

Chang Yuan sat down on the rock, and said: "It was fished out from the cold pool by the spirit pivot back then."

It was only then that Zhaozhao remembered that the batch of high-grade lotus fine wine he brewed in Shisizhou at the beginning of the year could not be delivered to Changyuan due to various reasons, so he secretly buried it in the cold pool, and planned to bury it for 30 years. It has been 130 years since the opportunity was given to cheap master.

Zhao Zhao was silent, and then sat down on a rock beside him.

Chang Yuan produced two jade cups, opened the wine jar, filled it with liquor, handed one cup to Zhao Zhao, and kept the other cup for himself.

The faint fragrance of lotus mixed with the smell of wine pervades among the snow-capped mountains.

Holding the wine cup, Zhaozhao took a sip of the wine, and immediately felt a lingering heat in his throat, along with his body.

Chang Yuan also sat down on his knees and took a sip.

The two drank one cup after another, neither of them spoke, they drank until the dusk fell and the night fell.The snow is still falling silently, reflecting the surrounding fields.

After Zhao Zhao drank the last half of the wine, he got up and said goodbye to Chang Yuan with his sword in his hand.

Zhang Yuan also got up, took out another red hairband from his sleeve, tied it between the young man's hair, and said: "I know that in your eyes, you may not be able to look up to me as a master."

"It's just that there is a long way to go. I hope that you will be safe and sound."

"If you are tired, you can go back to Beichen Immortal Mansion or Xuexiao Palace at any time. As long as you want, these two places will always be your home."

"Also—you cultivate ruthlessness, even if you have Wu Qiuyu, don't obsess too deeply."

Zhao Zhao lowered his eyes, didn't say anything, turned around, and walked towards the depths of the vast snow-capped mountains.

Chang Yuan stood in place for a long time, waiting for the boy's figure to disappear completely, Fang waved his lotus sleeves, and thousands of red sword shadows were formed, hanging on the top of the snow mountain, illuminating the rugged mountain roads.

**

In front of Xuexiao Palace.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan waited anxiously outside the main hall. After a long time, the closed door of the main hall slowly opened.

Mo Yu stepped out of the hall with the Sanskrit voice, and said with a slight smile, "I kept you waiting, Patriarch Xuanyuan."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan subconsciously looked into the depths of the solemn and majestic hall: "Your Majesty, he..."

"Oh, you said Master."

"I'm really sorry, Master recently had an old injury and needs to retreat for several months. In the future, the big and small affairs of Xuexiao Palace will be taken care of by Gu, the big disciple. I don't know why Patriarch Xuanyuan came here in a hurry this time?"

"This……"

Xuanyuan Hongxuan rushed to the field, suspicious in his heart, and asked with concern: "But was hurt by that traitor?"

"A traitor?"

Mo Yu looked over sharply: "What traitor?"

Xuanyuan Hongxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I know that this matter should not be made public, but there is no need for Your Highness to engage in riddles with this old man. I already know what happened in Zhongzhou. This old man knows that your majesty's seclusion is not an outbreak of old wounds. Instead, he was stabbed with a sword by that little demon, a traitor under his sect. To tell you the truth, the old man came here this time because of that little monster..."

"Patriarch Xuanyuan speaks carefully."

Mo Yu coldly interrupted Xuanyuan Hongxuan's words.

He said with a smile: "Master's retreat is indeed a relapse of an old injury. How could I not know about these pretentious things that Patriarch Xuanyuan said. As for Xiaoyao, the three disciples of my Xuexiao Palace are all from the decent fairy clan. Once the little demon said it, he didn't know where it came from."

"Okay, the old man made a slip of the tongue, not the little demon, but that Si Zhao who was born in the Qilin Palace. Your Highness should already know what he has done recently."

"This son is Wu Qiuyu's accomplice who was ordered to hunt down the immortal clan in the past. In just a few days, he destroyed more than ten immortal veins in Zhongzhou, stole the pulse heart, and forced the masters of the immortal clan to pour dirty water on the old man, causing the world to turn upside down. It’s nothing for the old man to suffer some losses and gain some reputation, but if he is allowed to act mischievously, I’m afraid that more immortal sects will be harmed in the future. Therefore, the old man came here to ask the king to issue another order to hunt down the immortal clan, and put this The son was arrested and brought to justice."

"Come out and talk to His Highness about the situation."

When Xuanyuan Hongxuan gave an order, several immortal patriarchs from Zhongzhou came out of the dark like turtledoves.

Mo Yu swept across the crowd: "What Patriarch Xuanyuan said is true?"

"It's true, it's true."

Everyone chattered about the destruction of the immortal veins, consciously ignoring the secrets that were revealed, and signing the matter.

Mo Yu nodded.

"When you encounter it, Gu is very sympathetic."

"It's just that evidence is needed in everything. Do you have any evidence for this matter?"

"This..." Everyone looked at each other and fell silent for a while.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan snorted and said: "There are many witnesses to this incident, my envoys in golden clothes and those disciples of the immortal sect have seen it."

Mo Yu said: "Since it is evidence, it should be provided by a third party who is not involved in it. Besides, the killing order of the immortal clan is no small matter, and the patriarchs of the five clans need to sign jointly. Except for the patriarch Xuanyuan, can the other four clans sign it? "

"The killing order of the immortal clan against Wu Qiuyu was signed by Tianjun himself. Since this son is Wu Qiuyu's accomplice, there is no need to investigate further..."

"I don't know anything about Wu Qiuyu. I only know that things must be done according to the regulations. Since Patriarch Xuanyuan wants to issue another order to hunt down and kill the immortal clan, let's go and get the signatures of the other four clans. At that time, there will be five If the family unites to testify, I can also be confident and bold to be the master for you, so that I will not listen to one side and believe it, and create unjust, false and wrong cases."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan's expression changed several times, and after a while, he said: "Okay, just follow what His Highness said."

He didn't hide his anger, and walked away.

The rest of the Immortal Sect Patriarchs shivered and followed.

Sanskrit asked worriedly: "What if Xuanyuan Hongxuan really has the signatures of the five clans?"

Mo Yu said: "No."

"Master, do you have any news?"

Sanskrit shook his head: "Your Majesty has not returned yet."

Mo Yu nodded.

"I will try my best to deal with this matter, trouble the immortal officials, and try to communicate with Master."

"My subordinate understands."

After the Sanskrit voice retreated, Mo Yu summoned his guard Chao En: "You immediately send a letter for Gu to His Highness Huai Bi in the East China Sea."

After leaving Xuexiao Palace, his confidant couldn't help but ask Xuanyuan Hongxuan: "His Highness Mo Yu is clearly protecting that little demon with his words, why did the Patriarch back down?"

Xuanyuan Hongxuan's face was also extremely ugly, and he said: "You don't know Mo Yu, he is ruthless, he is not inferior to Zhang Yuan, the god of war, when Tianhou clansmen committed crimes, he was mercilessly beaten to the extreme cold in the west Now that he has just woken up from the tribulation, and his sharpness is in full swing, I should not confront him head-on, as long as I can get the signatures of the other four clans, I have nothing to say about him."

The confidant hesitated: "The other three clans are easy to talk about, but the dragon clan..."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan said to himself: "This matter involves Wu Qiuyu, it's easy to handle."