After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

As soon as these words came out, Yun Rong suddenly looked at him, frowning tightly.

"What did you say?"

Xie Jincheng repeated again: "I didn't live ten years before I died."

Yun Rong's body froze.

He never thought that Xie Jincheng died twice.

He asked in a harsh voice, "Then the second time, who saved you?"

Xie Jincheng was strangely silent for a while and said: "Let's not talk about this first, you can answer my question first."

Xie Jincheng's eyes fell on Yunrong's face, he opened his mouth and said:

"When I was forced to be a slave in the mortal world, did you know where I was?"

Yun Rong looked at him and said, "I don't know."

After a pause, he continued: "I've been looking for you, but I can't find you."

Xie Jincheng smiled wryly and said, "So you don't know, but I always thought you knew."

With a little relief on his face, he asked again:

"When you fell in love with me, was it in the past life or this life?"

Yun Rong didn't know why he asked this, but still opened his lips and replied:

"Past life."

"Since you died, I turned white for a moment and gave birth to a heart for you."

Perhaps from the years of Chang Mingfeng's company, love has slowly taken root, but he didn't understand it, and it was difficult for him to feel it. Until Xie Jincheng died, the strong emotional impact finally gave him his own emotions.

Xie Jincheng's death changed his new life.

"It turns out that I didn't wait for your response in my previous life, and I didn't really become stupid twice..."

Xie Jincheng exhaled slowly, his voice trembling: "So, since you were reborn, have you never thought about taking my life?"

If he wanted to ask about the past, Yun Rong would not hide it from him, and replied to him one by one: "I didn't want your life, I just wanted to make up for it."

Xie Jincheng's voice was hoarse: "Then why did you want to occupy my identity after rebirth? Isn't it for the convenience of killing me?"

Yun Rong lowered her eyes and was silent for a long time. When Xie Jincheng thought he would not answer, she said slowly:

"Because I also want to spoil you like you spoiled me in the previous life. I want you to be the ignorant me in the previous life, to be spoiled and favored."

Xie Jincheng stared at him blankly.

No one taught Yunrong how to like someone, so he could only learn from Xie Jincheng in his previous life, thinking that it was right to switch the roles of the two.

Xie Jincheng thought to himself, if he had met Yun Rong when he was reborn, then he would be very happy in this life.

"I died twice, but you only died once. You see, you still owe me after all."

Xie Jincheng firmly grasped his hand, tilted his head to look at him, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth:

"So if you want to settle the two, that's impossible, not to mention the debt of love, which will never be cleared."

He clenched Yunrong's hand tightly, and he didn't intend to let go at all.

Yun Rong frowned slightly, these words made him wake up from the original shock and pain.

Looking at Xie Jincheng suspiciously: "Are you lying to me again?"

Xie Jincheng was taken aback, and said:

"I didn't lie to you, I didn't stay for ten years because I really died."

Yun Rong's eyes froze, and he asked:

"How did you die?"

Xie Jincheng did not speak.

His silence seemed to have nothing to say, making the unbelievable words even more unconvincing.

Yun Rong curled her fingers slightly, trying to free her hand from him, but said helplessly:

"You are lying to me again, do you think this kind of revenge is not enough for me?"

After all, Xie Jincheng has lied to him not once or twice since he was reborn.

Even a simple person like Yun Rong was prepared at this time.

He said to Xie Jincheng:

"This time, I won't trust you again."

Yun Rong pulled her hand out of his hand little by little, took a step back, and distanced herself from him.

Xie Jincheng looked at him quietly, then looked at his empty palms, and said helplessly, "All right, if you don't believe me, don't believe it."

He came out of the hot spring, put on his clothes, and asked casually, "Who is the one who taught you the way of ruthlessness?"

Yun Rong said: "The person who brought me into the sect at the age of seven, I haven't seen him since I left the sect."

Xie Jincheng: "What's his personality like?"

Yun Rong: "Lonely, gloomy, doesn't look like a good person."

Xie Jincheng smiled.

"It's the first time I've seen someone describe their mentor like this."

Yun Rong said lightly: "He said at the beginning that he is not my master."

"Have you never seen him again?"

"Yes."

Xie Jincheng seemed to have finished what he wanted to ask, so he took a long breath and said to Yun Rong, "Didn't you ask me how I died the second time?"

Yun Rong looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Xie Jincheng said word by word: "It was you who took the sword and sent me back to the west."

Yun Rong was taken aback, "Me?"

Xie Jincheng sighed:

"But now it seems that that person is either you, or the bastard you just mentioned, and there is no one else but him."

"He should be very familiar with you, that's why I recognized the wrong person back then, thinking that the person he was pretending to be was you."

Xie Jincheng didn't care about the dazed and puzzled look on Yunrong's face, Yu Jian flew up to the clouds, raised his eyebrows at Yunrong and said:

"So you lost money in the mortal world in those ten years. This matter has nothing to do with you, but I put it on your head, so I owe you, so we still can't make peace between the two of us." .”

Xie Jincheng smiled brightly.

"When I come back from the sect, let's continue to figure out how to pay back."

Before Yun Rong could answer, he disappeared into the night sky.

The moment he turned his face away, the expression on his face became completely cold.

Yun Rong frowned and stood where she was, silently watching the direction Xie Jincheng left.

What Xie Jincheng said just now almost as a joke made him still unable to recover.

My mind is a little foggy.

After thinking about it seriously, I quickly caught a loophole.

"If I really killed you, I would have exposed you when you lied to me that I was a slave for ten years, but I didn't, and you didn't have the slightest doubt about it at the time."

Xie Jincheng lied to Yunrong that he had been a slave for ten years, but Yunrong didn't even believe him at all.

Now Xie Jincheng said that he hadn't been ten years because he died. At that time, he thought Yunrong killed him. Since Yunrong didn't hesitate to believe his lie, Xie Jincheng should have noticed something was wrong, but he didn't.

Yun Rong murmured:

"So, you're lying to me again."

Perhaps because he was used to Xie Jincheng's bad behavior, he just laughed at himself, feeling ridiculous that he believed his words again just now, and then turned and left.

Wan Jianzong.

Xie Jincheng Yujian flew back to the sect without going anywhere, and rushed directly into the Wuhui Peak where the suzerain was retreating.

When the disciples guarding Wuhui Peak saw him, they hurried forward to salute him.

"Meet the elder."

Xie Jincheng didn't even look at them, and said with a gloomy face:

"Step aside!"

want to break in

The disciples guarding the gate didn't dare to let him in, so they hurriedly blocked him and said, "The suzerain is retreating inside, what does the elder want to do?"

Xie Jincheng's eyes froze, and he flipped the two of them to the sides with one palm.

"What am I going to do, where is it your turn to ask!"

The two disciples were not his opponents at all. After being thrown heavily on the ground, they were bound by Xie Jincheng's spiritual power and couldn't get up at all.

Xie Jincheng directly pushed open the closed palace door and strode in.

In the hall, the Sovereign was sitting upright in a black robe with a solemn expression on his face. After hearing the movement, his closed eyes slowly opened.

Looking at Xie Jincheng, whose face was as heavy as water, he seemed to know why he came, stroked his beard and smiled:

"When I used the Two-Life Curse to save you back then, you clearly agreed to it yourself. Why do you come to me so angrily now?"

Xie Jincheng's eyes were as cold as ice, and he snorted coldly when he heard this:

"Really? Then you pretended to be Yun Rong and lied to me, should I thank you too!"

He stepped forward suddenly, grabbed his collar, stared at him and said:

"If it wasn't for you to get in the way, would I be so heartbroken that I would fall under the curse of these two lifetimes!"

Facing the murderous intent in Xie Jincheng's eyes, the suzerain still smiled and spoke softly.

"How wonderful is the Two-Life Curse. Good and evil are divided into two thoughts, one hidden and one revealed. It can not only save your life, but also make you leave only hatred and revenge as you wish."

Seeing the undisguised anger in Xie Jincheng's eyes, he chuckled lightly and said:

"But I didn't expect that you, who only left behind evil thoughts, could be so cruel that you even cut your own heart."

"At the end of the day, it was you who cut off his life, and didn't even leave any room for it. What has it to do with me? I've been helping you from the beginning to the end~"

Xie Jincheng sneered.

"Don't talk about yourself so noble, why are you helping me get revenge?"

The suzerain gradually narrowed his eyes.

Xie Jincheng continued: "When you were in the mortal world, you met Yun Rong, who was born heartless and ruthless, a person who was most suitable for practicing the ruthless way, so you used another identity to take him away, not allowing him to contact anyone, and asking him to Ruthless cultivation to the peak."

"But a stranger, why do you help him like this? Love talents? It's ridiculous!"

The smile on the suzerain's face finally faded away, and he stared at Xie Jincheng coldly, as if if he said any more, he would immediately shut him up forever.

Xie Jincheng was not afraid at all, and sneered:

"Chu Ci used it on me in the previous life. You should have taught him the forbidden formation that ate my body and raised my cultivation base. After all, no one has ever used it. How can you rest assured that you can use it for yourself? Of course, someone must try it for you. !"

"In the end, I tried my best to replace the person in the eyes of the formation with Yunrong, so that the person you reserved for yourself for you to nibble at the ascension will ascend in advance."

Xie Jincheng looked at him mockingly.

"What's even more unexpected to you is that he would rather give up his ascension and save me back. You don't want your plan to fail, so you want to use my hand to break his feelings for me! You thought he would cut himself apart like me Heart, and then become a tool man in your hand again!"

"It's a pity." Xie Jincheng murmured, "He really broke his way and lost all his cultivation for me."

He raised his head and said sarcastically, "You are really stealing chickens and losing money."

The suzerain's face finally sank, and he slashed at Xie Jincheng with a palm, and said coldly:

"So what if you know? As long as you are in your hands, you won't be afraid that he won't come back obediently!"

Xie Jincheng immediately raised his hand to block it.

In the next second, the two experiences collided, and Xie Jincheng was shocked to take a few steps back, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and frowned, "Chu Ci? Do you have the spiritual power of Chu Ci?"

The suzerain sneered: "What do you think I've been doing in retreat all these years?"

Looking at the blood on the corner of Xie Jincheng's mouth, he squinted and smiled:

"Now you only have the cultivation of your previous life. Naturally, you are not my opponent, why?"

"Has the ruthless truth been broken?"

Extra Story: Past Life (You can watch it or not)

Wan Jianzong has made a joke in the past hundred years.

As the largest sword cultivator sect in the lower realm, Wan Jianzong gathers the most intense sword energy in the world, and it is the dream place of all sword cultivators.

Before the fall of the former suzerain, only two disciples were accepted in the first life, both of whom were sword cultivators, and they were the only two geniuses with excellent aptitude in the world.

Everyone had opened an altar to bet on which of these two would become the next suzerain of Wan Jianzong.

Xie Jincheng beat his senior brother nine to one and became the No. 1 sect master that everyone thought was the next sect master.

But things backfired.

The current suzerain is his senior brother, Chu Ci.

And that proud son of heaven who once caused a sensation in the entire lower realm, who had even better talent and was given high hopes by his master, as a sword cultivator, he couldn't even cultivate sword energy.

There is no natal sword.

There is no other reason, this person is too soft-hearted, despite his outstanding talent, he has no benefit in the way of swordsmanship.

For hundreds of years, his cultivation was no more than that of an entry-level disciple.

It's really embarrassing for his master.

When all the disciples mentioned this elder, they only spat in disdain, and threw out a sentence: waste wood.

The blood on the wound couldn't stop flowing out, and the true energy in the body was almost drained, and it began to ache.

Under the urging of many disciples, the magic circle glowing with golden light kept absorbing his vitality.

Xie Jincheng's face was pale, with blood on his lips, and he smiled ironically.

This is a forbidden formation within the gate, to absorb the talents and opportunities of others, and help the people in the eyes break through the shackles of ascension.

None of the disciples who are trying their best to help out at this moment want him to live.

Vitality and merits were continuously drawn from him, and they were continuously delivered to the sitting man in Tsing Yi in the eyes of the array.

Chu Ci, his most respected senior brother.

When he was young, this man was just a beggar. He was adopted by his parents and took good care of him. After Xie Jincheng's parents died, the two joined Wan Jianzong.

Xie Jincheng stabbed at Chu Ci almost with the last of his strength, and there was never-before-seen resentment in his eyes:

"Chu Ci, you killed my parents, I will definitely kill you today!"

He never thought that the person he always respected and regarded as his elder brother would be the real murderer of his parents.

What's more, Xie Jincheng knew that his talent was not as good as his own, so he let him help him everywhere, and even gave up his natal sword that should belong to him.

But in exchange for his kindness and revenge!

Chu Ci didn't move, he looked at him with disdain, and even felt that he was not wrong at all, so he took it for granted:

"I used tricks to let them die in the hands of the bandits, so that you can worship Wan Jianzong without any worries and achieve today's achievements. You should thank me. But you, anyway, are useless, and you have fulfilled me so many times. Not bad this time."

Hearing this, Xie Jincheng vomited a mouthful of blood.

The master once warned him that he was too kind-hearted, he would not fight or grab, so he would be bullied one day without edges and corners.

Now it is fulfilled.

His chest heaved with anger at the shamelessness of the person in front of him, Xie Jincheng couldn't help but question: "Kindness? Do they deserve to be avenged by you for their kindness? I'm kind, so I should risk my life to be your stepping stone?"

Chu Ci looked at him mockingly: "Yes!"

Even though Xie Jincheng hated him so much, he couldn't help it, he couldn't do anything.

The stabbing sword with scarlet eyes was easily blocked by the boy in red who suddenly appeared, and he shook it away mercilessly.

Looking at the boy, Xie Jincheng was in despair.

Yun Rong, his apprentice, is also his sweetheart.

The young man has the appearance of a celestial being, and was born with a sword bone. He is a natural swordsman, and his appearance and talent are unparalleled in the world.

But he has no five senses, and he is heartless and ruthless.

The man looked at him, his monster-like face was still incomparably indifferent, as if nothing could move him: "Stand back.

He showed no mercy to Xie Jincheng.

Being beaten to the ground by his apprentice, Xie Jincheng hardly cared about losing face.

He couldn't even stand up, barely supported his body with the sword, and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth vigorously.

Looking at Yunrong stubbornly, his heart was more disappointed than sad.

Xie Jincheng: "You want to stop me from avenging my parents? Even if he wants to use my life as a ladder for him to ascend, you still want to help him?"

Yun Rong just said coldly: "I only follow the orders of the sect."

Xie Jincheng's hand holding the sword froze.

"Apart from Zongmen, have you ever cared about anyone or anything in your life?"

Yunrong's voice was very cold, as if all emotions were frozen.

"My whole life is only for the sect."

Just for the sect?Xie Jincheng smiled wryly, then what is he?What is the friendship between master and apprentice all these years!

This heart, why can't it be warmed no matter how you cover it?

【Host, this is the third time. Every time you change his life against the sky, the price you pay for it is your talent and cultivation. 】

Xie Jincheng has been reduced from a proud person to a good-for-nothing.

【It is impossible for him to fall in love with you, and he is doomed to fall. 】The system voice is cold, he is just an emotionless machine.

Xie Jincheng gave up his ascension, and finally got the chance to modify the ending of him and Yunrong in the original world.

Yunrong died for him, and he couldn't give up.

But every time, this person is so indifferent.

Even if he loses his cultivation, talent, and pride because of this, even in the last life, he and his parents will be caught up.

Xie Jincheng pursed his lips: [I... can't turn back anymore. He just has five senses and is slow to love things. As long as I continue to persevere, one day I can warm his heart. It will definitely be possible...]

After spending several lifetimes, he has become obsessed with demons, and it is impossible for him to give up.

The system sighed, knowing that he had a deep affection for that person and couldn't persuade him.

Chu Ci looked smug, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Master said back then that you were more talented than me, and you were destined to rise to the top, but now I really want him to take a good look, who is the apprentice he is most proud of!"

Xie Jincheng ignored him, but instead looked at Yun Rong who was always calm.

If you can ascend to God and unshackle you, will the real you come back?

Swallowing the elixir in his hand, the chaotic qi finally calmed down.

He did not hesitate to risk his soul and soul to restore himself to his prime.

The huge sword intent enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which was released with the sword master as the center, and none of the people inside could move under this kind of coercion.

Chu Ci's eyes were astonished, it's impossible!How could this trash have such a high level of cultivation!

The next moment, he was thrown out of the formation by Xie Jincheng.

Chu Ci's pupils shrank: "What do you want to do?! Get lost! It's mine, mine!"

Xie Jincheng imprisoned Yun Rong, who was also immobile.

The latter frowned and kept struggling.

Xie Jincheng hugged him tightly.

Then he stopped resisting and let all the golden light on his body be taken away by the magic circle and sent to Yun Rong.

"Don't move, I will use myself as a sacrifice to help you soar, you will definitely be able to restore your memory, and you will definitely be able to come back."

The person in his arms really stopped resisting, and Xie Jincheng was overjoyed when he finally felt a little moved.

But the next moment, Yunrong spoke, and what he said made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

The man raised his eyes, his tone was calm, and he looked at Xie Jincheng with indifference:

"Why do you refuse to let me go every life?"

"I don't want to ascend, and I have never lost my memory, I remember it clearly..."

Xie Jincheng was stiff all over.

The chill penetrated to the bone.

What do you mean?

He couldn't believe his ears, he even suspected that he must be dying and had hallucinations.

Must be.

His voice trembled, and the smile on his face froze: "You remember? But you kept begging me to let you go?"

Never thought that he gave up everything for him in the past few lives, but what he got in return was to let go.

Obviously in the first life, it was Yunrong who struggled with his last breath before he died to ask him to agree——

No matter what, please never give up on me.

And it was the person who asked him to say this at the beginning, but now he said to him——

Let go!

How ironic.

Yunrong seemed to find him annoying, frowned, and said impatiently: "I remember, but so what? Do you have to take what you said before? Who would foolishly keep a promise for hundreds of years? People's hearts Everything changes."

Xie Jincheng's heart was completely dead.

He almost cried out: "But I kept it!"

He kept it for several lifetimes and lost everything.

Yun Rong looked at him coldly: "That's your obsession, what does it have to do with me?"

The system seemed to sigh. He was obviously a robot, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for Xie Jincheng: [I told you before that the person you pursued from life to life may not be the same person as before, but you don't believe it? . 】

Xie Jincheng was still holding Yunrong in a daze, but his whole body was cold.

Anyone who tries to change the past will have no good results.

Now he has nothing.

Maybe he and Yun Rong died together in the first life, without ascending, or as heartless as the person in front of him, and he would not end up like this, with all the debt of gratitude.

As if he had figured it out all of a sudden.

Xie Jincheng pushed Yunrong away in a panic, muttering in his heart.

Yes, Master is right, everything has gains and losses.

He blindly treats people kindly, without desire or desire, so he loses his sharpness and bottom line, and can only be bullied and betrayed by others.

Clearly soaring, but still delusional about that relationship.

So in the end, he had nothing left.

It's his fault.

He shouldn't force it.

Looking at the extremely unfamiliar face opposite, Xie Jincheng felt relieved like never before.

He let his zhenqi run wild and didn't care about it.

A huge internal force enveloped the mountain stream, making a mournful cry similar to the whining of the wind.

In the next moment, Xie Jincheng in white clothes exploded with a monstrous blood mist, dyeing the entire Huangshan Mountain in a shocking red light.

He blew himself up.

The last tear fell from the eye, and it just stayed in the corner of the eye, turning into a sad tear mole.

He looked at Yun Rong who was rarely in a daze, and smiled like never before:

"The life I owe you, I will pay you back today. From now on, I will let you go and myself."

The system beeps continuously.

Xie Jincheng knows that he has no next life, and the person who blew himself up will be completely destroyed.

But he still couldn't help being lucky, and told the system:

[System, if there is a next life, please seal all my emotions and memories of him, live only for yourself, and do whatever you want. 】

This time, I am not perfecting others, but only myself.

The mechanical sound of the system soothed the tearing feeling around him:

[The host formats all emotional memories, task...]

Xie Jincheng fell into a deep sleep.

On the cliff filled with blood mist, the man in red suddenly knelt down on the ground with his head covered, his expression crazy, and his cold expression was broken like a mask.

Chu Ci was killed by his sword in panic, and the huge sword intent cut him into ashes.

Thousands of nine-colored spiritual birds surrounded Wanjianzong, and auspicious clouds shrouded in golden light fell on the man in red.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

This young man is probably the youngest ascendant in Wan Jianzong's history.

But there was no trace of joy on his face. Instead, he looked at the man in white in a pool of blood, pouring out his true energy like crazy, until the man completely lost his temperature, and he cried bitterly while trembling.

Three thousand black silk, every inch becomes snow.

All the emotions and memories that Yun Rong had taken away came back.

But it was too late.