After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

The next day, the penalty hall.

When I came here again, it was still a familiar place. Chu Ci went up to get a special whip, walked up to Xie Jincheng, and handed it to him: "Martial nephew, you must not be soft-handed, otherwise your master's flesh and blood will not hurt. It will be less."

Xie Jincheng took it and touched the barb on it.

"I know."

The whip was raised high, and then slammed down again, each time it used all its strength, it hit Yun Rong's back heavily.

"One whip, two whips, three whips..."

The disciple counted loudly at the side, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

Yun Rong frowned, and did not make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Until the last whip was about to fall, the strength in Xie Jincheng's hand suddenly lightened.

"Master, I have no strength." He said innocently.

Xie Jincheng was seriously injured before, and he used all his strength just now, but now he looks really weak.

Seeing that Xie Jincheng still couldn't help being soft-handed, Chu Ci secretly rejoiced, and said with a smile: "The order of the suzerain cannot be disobeyed. Since my nephew was soft-handed just now, I can only double the number of whips."

Xie Jincheng handed him the whip.

Chu Ci was taken aback.

"The suzerain didn't say that I must beat the whip at the back, so I'll trouble my uncle to do it." Xie Jincheng said suddenly.

Chu Ci looked at the whip, then at Yun Rong, who was so rare that he let him manipulate him with his arms tied, and reached out to take it.

"What? Is my nephew afraid that I will continue to be soft?" Chu Ci asked with a smile.

Naturally, he didn't expect that Xie Jincheng's softness in the end would be intentional.

Xie Jincheng: "Yes, so Master must not be soft-hearted."

If Yun Rong is beaten to death by his hands, the suzerain will definitely not let him go easily, it is better to let Chu Ci be the knife, he will not be merciful anyway, Yun Rong is dead, he is looking for trouble, Yun If Rong is not dead, this account will only be counted on Chu Ci's head.

Xie Jincheng only needs to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

"Of course, Uncle Master will never be soft-hearted." Chu Ci smiled inexplicably.

Xie Jincheng gave him the whip, and ran away beforehand on the grounds that he couldn't bear to watch.

Chu Ci tutted his tongue and said: "Junior brother, you disciple really loves you, but you are a little stupid. As a senior brother, of course you have to soften your hands occasionally. After all, I love my good junior brother so much~"

After hearing this, Yun Rong chuckled lightly.

"He's not stupid, he's much smarter than you."

Borrowing a knife to kill someone also makes the knife complacent and complacent.

Chu Ci snorted coldly.

"I'll see how you can still laugh later! Don't you always put no one in your eyes, are you self-confident? I'll let you cry and beg me later!"

The whip in his hand was raised high, his eyes were full of sternness, and his entire face was twisted together due to excessive excitement.

"First whip!"

His voice was trembling with excitement, and he slammed it down!

As a result, there was a "clang".

Chun Jun unsheathed, and the cold light brushed against Chu Ci's neck, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly, and he even stopped breathing for an instant.

The whip in his hand was scattered and lying on the ground, as if mocking his rhetoric just now.

Chu Ci said in disbelief: "How dare you disobey the order of the suzerain?!"

Yunrong: "Yes."

He was reprimanded for a moment, then glared at the disciple who stood silently and acquiesced in this behavior.

"Could it be possible that you also ignore the orders of the suzerain?"

The disciples said in unison: "The Punishment Hall has always only obeyed the orders of the elders, and is not under the jurisdiction of the sect."

Chu Ci tightly clenched his fists and stared at Yun Rong fiercely.

The shackles that trapped him on Yunrong were easily turned into a pile of scrap iron by Chun Jun, and he walked out slowly, with a piercing aura that made it hard to breathe.

"The Zongmen can punish me only because I am willing to accept the punishment. If I don't want to, what can the Zongmen do?"

Yun Rong looked at Chu Ci who was gnashing his teeth lightly, and said lightly: "You have nothing to do."

After speaking, he left here calmly.

Tall and tall, with an unmistakable temperament, he still looks like he doesn't put anyone in his eyes.

Like the moon in the clouds, high above.

After he left, Chu Ci shouted angrily:

"One day, I will pull you down from your high position, and see you fall into the mire and never climb up again, and see you being trampled underfoot, smashing the self-esteem and pride of the place. Sample!"

Yun Rong heard the words, turned her face slightly, and said softly:

"That day will never come."

He may die, at the hands of Xie Jincheng, but he will not tolerate being like that.

After leaving the punishment hall, there was still a fine snowfall outside, Xie Jincheng's white clothes almost melted into one, and silver frost formed on his hair and eyelashes.

When outsiders saw it, they thought he was waiting here because he was worried about Yunrong. Only Yunrong knew that he wanted to know whether he was dead or not in the first place.

Sure enough, after seeing Yun Rong coming out safe and sound, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately hid, replaced by eyes full of worry.

He ran over and hugged Yun Rong, and said in a trembling voice:

"Master, I am so worried about you, but fortunately you are fine."

Yun Rong calmly took a breath, thinking that he must have pressed his hand on his wound on purpose, right?

After all, he whipped him himself, so he knew where it was without looking.

"Go to Changming Peak to clean up, and then we will go to the Mortal Realm."

"Master's injury doesn't need to be taken care of?" Xie Jincheng looked at Yun Rong's injury, thinking that Chu Ci's attack was too light.

Yun Rong: "No need."

Xie Jincheng nodded, it seemed that he was easy to do, and he could still jump.

Suddenly remembered that Yunrong told him that the disciple courtyard was burned, and he has been living in Yunrong's room since then, so he said:

"Master, do you want someone to rebuild the disciple's courtyard? It seems that the disciple has been living in the master's room, which is not in compliance with the rules."

Yun Rong: "No need, it's too wasteful to build a courtyard for you alone."

Xie Jincheng: "But there will be other juniors and juniors in the future?"

This person is too stingy, it's just a courtyard, can't afford to repair it?

"There will be no one else, I will only accept you as a disciple." Yun Rong paused and replied.

Xie Jincheng froze for a moment, then sneered inwardly.

You can really do it, just point at me alone as a disaster.

In Changming Peak, Yun Rong received a letter from the Hehuan Sect, which was about Su Yu's spell on Xie Jincheng.

He opened it and looked, his brows gradually knit together.

"Is it difficult?" Xie Jincheng asked.

Before the system said to help him check, so far there is no news.

Yun Rong crushed the paper into powder, his calm expression was covered by sullenness, and looked at Xie Jincheng with a frown, but only said:

"For the time being, it won't have any effect on you. When I come back from the mortal world, I will go to the Hehuan Sect to inquire about it, and I will tell you then."

Xie Jincheng could only nod his head, and then being embraced by Yun Rong, Yu Jian flew out of Wanjianzong, fell straight down, and headed towards the mortal world.

Along the way, Yun Rong was thinking about what was written on the paper:

——Stove tripod.

Hehuanzong is good at the method of double cultivation, through Huan.Love enhances each other's cultivation, and the furnace is a cultivation tool for people to continuously improve their cultivation.

Su Yu...