After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Sheng Zhao's attack was too sudden.

Jiang Qianzhou didn't expect that this junior had the guts to strike him with a sword, and was almost cut off by Sheng Zhao.

Jiang Qianzhou was slightly surprised.

His title of sword master is not in vain. If it weren't for his great power at the distraction stage and above, no one would be able to break through the layers of icy sword energy covering Jiang Qianzhou's body.

And Sheng Zhao's current cultivation base is only Jindan.

Jin Dan, who could be crushed to death with a single finger during distraction, let alone Jiang Qianzhou.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Sheng Zhao's sword finally broke through his protection and hit the flesh directly.

Jiang Qianzhou couldn't help becoming interested, and Ren Shengzhao slashed at him again.

The sword light pierced the darkness, and Ling Ran's sword energy bit down like a wolf like a tiger!

When he was only a few minutes away from Jiang Qianzhou, he was suddenly stopped and could not advance an inch.

"Sword Qi transforming into form?" Jiang Qianzhou's voice melted a bit, and he was really pleasantly surprised.

He never expected that besides Yu Anyi, there would be such an amazing talent.

Jiang Qianzhou praised: "Not bad."

However, after all, it is still not as good as the disciples he personally taught. At this age, Yu Anyi is already in the out-of-body stage.

I don't know when An Yi will leave the customs, and when will he be able to fuse the spirit bone?

But what Jiang Qianzhou didn't know was that Sheng Zhao, who lost his memory in this life, didn't enter Jianzong since he was a child, but was picked up by someone when he was 16 years old.

It took only five years to cultivate to the golden core stage, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach after a hundred years of cultivation.

The entire comprehension world was shocked by it.

After Sheng Zhao was suppressed by Jiang Qianzhou, he quickly withdrew his sword and took out a huge night pearl from the mustard space.

Suddenly, the confinement room was as bright as day.

Sheng Zhao was playing with the Ye Mingzhu, he couldn't see the slightest stern look on his face, he just smiled: "I offended Master Jian."

"Some people are afraid of the dark, but it's much better if there is light."

Jiang Qianzhou looked at Sheng Zhao quietly, there was still some cold sweat on his forehead, and there was indeed anger in his voice just now.

He guessed right, this person was really afraid before.

He deliberately dragged people into the confinement room. Apart from verification, he also had the heart of revenge.

Seeing that Sheng Zhao was quite frightened, he finally let down his anger.

Jiang Qianzhou sneered coldly: "It's gold."

Now people who cultivate the Tao are also like this, can't bear any hardship?

Jiang Qianzhou turned around and left.

Sheng Zhao followed behind him, walking the familiar road.

This time with Ye Mingzhu, he could finally see his surroundings clearly.

Time and time again, he walked through the corridor that was originally dark but was illuminated by the night pearl.

Every step I took, I overcame my fear a little more.

When he reached the edge of the cold spring, Sheng Zhao took a light breath.

He felt the biting cold, and slowly warmed his whole body with spiritual energy.

The warmth dispels the cold bit by bit.

Sheng Zhao's hands hidden under his sleeves no longer trembled, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Not long after going deeper, Sheng Zhao saw those brothers who were locked in the cold spring.

They are all in a state of insanity and dying.

Sheng Zhao frowned, how to move the brothers out?

Jiang Qianzhou said coldly: "If you want to save someone, don't dawdle, you have already wasted a lot of time for this deity."

Sheng Zhao held back his anger, woke them up one by one, fed some medicine to dispel the cold and heal their wounds, and turned back when everyone was awake.

Because of Jiang Qianzhou's presence, all the disciples were extremely silent.

After leaving the confinement room, Jiang Qianzhou glanced at the crowd, then at Sheng Zhao: "Get lost."

Before Sheng Zhao could say anything, all the disciples bent down and clasped their fists one after another, answering "yes" respectfully.

Facing the noble and frosty sword master in white clothes, they couldn't express any dissatisfaction at all.

Sheng Zhao: "..."

With a blank face, he led his brothers away.

Sheng Zhao's mind was complicated, all kinds of memories from his previous life kept flashing, and he thought of millions of ways to get revenge on Jiang Qianzhou.

When he was in a trance, he was called back by "Little Junior Brother".

He smiled subconsciously: "What's the matter?"

The senior brothers regained their composure, knowing that it was the junior junior brother who saved them, they felt a little ashamed, but more grateful.

Lu Jing took the lead and said, "Thank you, little brother, for saving my life. The brothers will remember it in their hearts!"

Sheng Zhao seemed to be angry: "How come you have such a relationship with me just once in?"

"Look at the seniors who are not imprisoned stupidly?"

Lu Jing was unconsciously relieved by Sheng Zhao's indistinguishable attitude from before, and scolded him, "You're teasing the seniors again."

Others followed Lu Jingdao:

"outrageous."

"Stinky boy, you're the only one who's locked up like a fool."

……

Sheng Zhao laughed: "Okay, you can thank me if you want, remember to bring me something delicious next time you go down the mountain."

"The roast chicken from Jiuxiang Tower, the bamboo wine from Dongxiang...oh, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from that shop last time."

Sheng Zhao has only been in Jianzong for five years, and he still can't get down the mountain.

The usual greedy tongue is all brought back by the seniors.

But no matter which peak's senior brother is happy to see Sheng Zhao being deflated, every time Sheng Zhao has to talk about it, and then he grabs one that he is willing to buy for him.

It's bad, these people.

Seeing Sheng Zhao's bright smile, Lu Jing couldn't help showing a smile on his serious face: "Okay, I'll buy them all for you."

The other brothers also laughed: "Jing likes to eat some children's things."

Sheng Zhao snorted, turned his head and ignored them.

My heart is ashamed and warm.

How lucky he is in this life to have such a sect friendship. You must know that in the last life, he was always the one who was bullied.

Thinking about it now, those disciples were able to gather and bully him because of Yu Anyi's help.

And Sheng Zhao's fiancé, Qi Hua's handwriting, oh no, ex-fiancé.

Sheng Zhao, who was in a trance, suddenly felt a loud noise behind him, the brothers were discussing something.

He listened carefully.

"This time I almost confessed to being in the cold spring where people froze to death, and Sword Master was too ruthless."

"Shut up! If we hadn't made any progress in our cultivation and failed Master Jian's expectations, Master Jian would not have locked us up."

The rest of the brothers were dejected: "That's right, we have embarrassed Master Jian, and we should be locked up for a few days."

"Jianzun is willing to accept us as registered disciples, it is already a good deed, but we still make Jianzun so troublesome..."

Lu Jing listened quietly and remained silent.

……

Sheng Zhao's fingertips turned white from being pinched.

Once upon a time, he was also like this, naively thinking that Jiang Qianzhou, who was dressed in white and snow-covered, was not wrong.

The only one who was wrong was himself.

"That's wrong." Sheng Zhao pursed his pale lips, turned around with a cold face, and said lightly, "He gave you the honor of being named disciples."

"And then? Did Jiang Qianzhou give you the resources and classics for cultivation?"

Lu Jing frowned slightly, opened his lips, and then closed them again.

He couldn't bear to scold his younger junior brother.

Although the junior brother is flamboyant and does not obey the rules, he is the junior junior brother of Jianzong.

Five years ago, at the beginning of Sheng Zhao's entry into the sect, they were attracted by the beautiful young man in red clothes, and the brothers from all peaks competed to tease them.

They exchange their hearts for their hearts.

Sheng Zhao, who was silent at first, also gradually let go of his temper. They saw Sheng Zhao's flamboyant appearance today, and it was a lie to say that they didn't like the younger brother.

No senior brother can scold Sheng Zhao who was spoiled by him.

Even now Sheng Zhao directly calls Sword Master by his name, outrageously picking on Sword Master's fault.

No one interrupted Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao said word for word, "He didn't."

"He has been in seclusion until now, and he has never paid attention to how you are practicing, and now he wants you to die as soon as he leaves the seclusion."

"He is a teacher in vain, why do you continue to respect your teacher?"

The senior brothers looked hesitant, all in deep thought.

Junior brother is too daring to say, what they said today must rot in their stomachs, and they will not let Sword Master know.

Moreover, what the younger brother said seems to be correct.

Sheng Zhao then sighed: "Also, brothers, don't underestimate yourself, you are worthy of yourself, and you are also worthy of your master."

"With the talents of the senior brothers, it's not easy to have a golden core stage cultivation base. How can you say that you are embarrassing to the sect?"

"On the contrary, the sect is proud of disciples who practice diligently like senior brothers."

The brothers looked at each other and clearly saw the emotion in each other's eyes.

After a long silence, he said in a complicated mood: "Thank you, Junior Brother, for your explanation."

Sheng Zhao knew that they had listened, but it would take a while to fully accept it.

Jiang Qianzhou is too good at pretending, and he is too confusing, so I don't blame the brothers.

It's good to finally figure it out.

Sheng Zhao looked up at the sky, it was already evening.

He said: "That's the end of the conversation, brothers, think about it carefully."

"Next time I'll have a drink with the seniors, I'll go back first." Sheng Zhao waved his hand with a smile, and before the seniors could answer, Yu Jian flew away.

Seeing Sheng Zhao walk away, Lu Jing sighed lightly: "Young brother is right, Master Jian never cared about us before."

"After today's incident, Sword Master will inevitably cancel our registered disciple status."

Lu Jing: "I hope brothers and sisters will not be discouraged at that time, and don't use other people's unrealistic expectations to force yourself."

"On the way of cultivating the Tao, it is enough to have no shame in your heart and no shame in the world."

"It has nothing to do with others."

The brothers all responded, "Yes."

-

The Tianshan Mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, the peak pierces the sky, and half of the waist is covered with heavy snow.

All eyes are white.

Chill.

However, a hot spring was opened up at the top of the peak, which melted the snow, attracted spring, and plum blossoms were in full bloom.

Sheng Zhao is afraid of the cold.

This is specially developed by Wu Yu for him.

Sheng Zhao looked up at the sky, the moon was already on the branches.

Earlier than the prescribed access control.

On the way back, he was dragged by senior brothers from various peaks to ask about today's affairs, which delayed him for hours.

Wu Yu might have to punish him for copying the Heart Sutra a hundred times again.

Sheng Zhao got a headache just thinking about it, he jumped off the sword and turned into the yard.

Looking up, he saw the man in white waiting for him.

The man was wearing a white shirt and was sitting upright under the plum tree.

The exposed side face is handsome and beautiful, with cold and shallow eyes, and the frosty and unclean moonlight sprinkled all over his body, making him look like an exiled fairy in the Moon Cold Fairy Palace.

This is the person who picked Sheng Zhao back to Jianzong when he lost his memory in this life, and Wu Yu, who had a mentoring relationship with him for five years.

Sheng Zhao's current master, the leader of the Righteous Way, is Wuwang Immortal Venerable.

Hearing the sound, Wu Yu turned slightly to the side and said, "Come here."

Sheng Zhao obediently walked over and admitted his mistake: "My mistake——"

Wu Yu interrupted: "Heart Sutra, one hundred times."

Sheng Zhao seriously defended: "I came back late today because I did a good person and did a good deed. I saved my brother from the same school—"

Wu Yu didn't even move her eyebrows, her face was expressionless: "Two hundred."

Sheng Zhao shut up: "...Oh, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Wu Yu's hand clinging to the teacup was slightly stiff, and he replied faintly: "Let's eat."

Why didn't she pull his sleeves and act like a baby to him this time, begging for a lighter punishment?

Sheng Zhao sat down opposite Wu Yu.

Cultivators don't need to eat or drink, but when Sheng Zhao lost his memory, he just fell into the mortal world, and formed the habit of eating three meals a day.

Wu Yu also ate and ate with Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao lifted the lid, steaming steam came out instantly, and at a glance, it was obvious that Wu Yu had been warming it with spiritual power.

The current master is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Because Wu Yu doesn't eat meat, all the dishes on the table are vegetarian.

But even the vegetarian dishes were deliciously prepared by Jianzong's kitchen.

Fragrant.

Sheng Zhao couldn't help but picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

The two sat opposite each other, eating in silence.

Wu Yu only took a few mouthfuls before stopping chopsticks.

He could see that something was wrong with Sheng Zhao. In the past, there was a rule of not talking when eating or sleeping, but Sheng Zhao would also open his mouth to say a few words.

Didn't say a word today.

Sheng Zhao didn't have much appetite, seeing Wu Yu stop chopsticks, he stopped too.

Sheng Zhao rolled up his sleeves and made tea.

The tea was hot, and he was not afraid, instead, he touched the cup with his fingertips, feeling the scorching warmth.

"Cold?" Wu Yu asked.

Sheng Zhao shrunk his fingertips and shook his head: "It's okay."

Wu Yu stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Sheng Zhao's hand.

When he first entered the sect, Sheng Zhao didn't want to stay on Tianshan Mountain.

The mountains are full of snow, and there is ice hidden under the snow.

it's too cold.

Wu Yu had no choice but to take Sheng Zhao with him all the time, even sleeping in the same bed at night.

Because Sheng Zhao hadn't entered Taoism at that time, he was an ordinary person who couldn't eat elixir, so he could only warm it carefully with spiritual power.

Wu Yu had to watch the time, and spent spiritual energy to warm up Sheng Zhao.

Later, Wu Yu brought hot springs to the top of the mountain, and Tianshan Mountain finally gained some popularity.

Sheng Zhao has also entered the Tao, so he doesn't need to pester him all the time.

It's just that before going to bed every night, he still used to breathe out Sheng Zhao who was hooking his fingers.

The aura of the world's largest Mahayana period has extraordinary effects.

Wu Yu only needs to guide the spiritual energy around the body of Sheng Zhao who has entered the Tao, and Sheng Zhao will not be cold overnight.

This is the habit of the two of them for five years.

Now, Sheng Zhao avoided it.

When Wu Yu was about to meet him, Sheng Zhao raised his hand and drank the cup of hot tea.

The hotness rolled into the stomach.

Wu Yu also withdrew his hand, and he stood up: "Go to bed early."

Sheng Zhaole said: "I have to copy two hundred times all night, I can't sleep."

Wu Yu: "No."

Sheng Zhao: "Huh? Don't copy anymore?"

Wu Yu made a "hmm" and said coldly: "You saved someone, and your merits and demerits will be equal."

Sheng Zhao smiled and rolled his eyes: "Okay."

Wu Yu left under the tree and went back to her bedroom.

When he was about to leave the yard, he looked back at Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao sat cross-legged on the futon, and the hem of the red dress was also spread on the ground, like a blooming flower.

Pieces of plum blossoms fell on his body, and the pink and red melted together on his clothes.

He was looking down at his white jade-like wrist.

The side face exposed under the ink hair is so beautiful that it seems to burn people, like a ball of fire, dazzling and burning wantonly.

However, Wu Yu always felt that the fire was much dimmer than usual. His eyes were complex, and after one glance, he turned and left.

Sheng Zhao looked at his right hand.

The bones are distinct, thin and fair.

It was this hand that Jiang Qianzhou pulled when he dragged him into the confinement room today.

What a coincidence.

In the last life, Jiang Qianzhou also pulled this hand, dragging Sheng Zhao, whose meridians all over his body were severed and struggling like a puddle of mud, under the eyes of everyone.

Then, he personally pulled out Sheng Zhao's spiritual bones.

Jiang Qianzhou moved very slowly, as if he was deliberately torturing Sheng Zhao.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he reached into Sheng Zhao's severed back with his left hand, and pulled out the spirit bone alive.

Sheng Zhao was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

After a long time, he saw that Jiang Qianzhou's well-articulated hand was dripping with blood at the moment, holding a crystal clear jade-like bone.

Jiang Qianzhou looked at him as if he was looking at a corpse, with an expression of disdain and disgust: "You have become a demon, so it's no wonder that this deity cleaned up the door and kicked you out of the teacher's door."

Sheng Zhao was delirious, he curled up into a small ball in pain, and heard Jiang Qianzhou's words in a daze.

His voice was like a mosquito, and he kept repeating: "It's not me... I didn't... I wasn't possessed..."

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