After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

The battle of Nanhua Daojing caused heavy damage, and the image of Zhexuan Daojun became more three-dimensional in the hearts of the disciples:

"Hall Master Changzhao is a white-eyed wolf who takes advantage of others' danger to assassinate the head!"

"Fortunately, the head of the sect turned the tide, cracked the ghost-controlling bell, and saved the entire Taoist sect."

"The head of the sect is unparalleled in the world, and his cultivation has reached the pinnacle. He is more than a thousand times more powerful than that shameless villain of the master of Changzhao Hall!"

What kind of stupid thing was talking bad about him behind his back? What kind of unparalleled broken sect leader is just a sick man who depends on him to continue his life!

Su Wan bit the white radish resentfully, with a gloomy complexion, several streaks of condensed fire flew out between his fingers, but fortunately, someone swung a mahogany staff to block the disaster for those disciples.

The old man should go to retire at his age, so he wants to meddle in his business!

He glared at He Jing in displeasure. The old man with a goatee was furious and threw his mahogany stick at the disciples, full of anger: "Wait for you, if you don't practice well, gossip behind your back! Next time If you are caught by the old man, your tongue will be cut off!"

"Hey, Elder He..." The disciples were so beaten that they ran away, and when they saw who was coming, they knelt down and kowtowed in fright.

"Don't go to the Shensi Hall to receive the punishment!" He Jing dismissed them quickly, thinking that it would be better to send them to the Shensi Hall than to fall into Zhexuan's hands.

The disciples ran away, Su Wan sneered, seeing through He Jing's thoughts: "Elder He is very scared, although I am angry, I will not kill them!"

He Jing sighed slightly: You wouldn't kill them, at most you'd beat them to the point of hemiplegia.

"Disputing right and wrong should indeed be punished, and it can be punished in a proper way. How can it be messed up?"

He stroked his beloved white beard, cast his eyes on the young man in the shadow of the tree, and couldn't help laughing, kindness rarely appeared on that face that was always rigid: "Zhexuan, the old man knows, Hexuan broke through that You need your help to control ghost banners and bells, Taoist disciples are not cultivated enough, and their vision is shallow, so you must not be as knowledgeable as them."

"You don't need to lecture me." Su Wan didn't want to listen to him wasting his tongue, "I really want to have a long talk with me, so you might as well tell me about my Junior Brother Shuyun."

"That hateful villain!"

As soon as He Jing mentioned Qin Zhaozhu, he became furious, and he didn't forget to hit the ground twice with a mahogany stick.

Ouch, this is so hateful, it makes the old man angry, don't faint and blackmail him.

Su Wan leaned against the tree, folded her arms around her chest, and assumed a comfortable posture.

He Jing knew that he would ask about this matter sooner or later, so he said calmly: "You and that Zhuzi joined the sect together. He loved to pester you since childhood, and you have always been willing to protect him all your life. The relationship between the two of you is closer than other fellow sects. When he was young, he was obedient and behaved according to the rules, but later on, he secretly harbored the heart of a jackal, and did not hesitate to train animals in order to take a shortcut, broke the school rules, and was abolished as a cultivator and expelled from the school!"

"Why don't I remember this?" Su Wan interjected.

"You went crazy a while ago, lost your sanity, and it's normal not to remember the past. Besides, when he was expelled from the teacher's school, you were practicing in seclusion. After you left the seclusion, this matter has passed for a long time. Therefore, He has always held a grudge, if he hadn't come here this time, I wouldn't have known that he joined the Beast Refining Sect, trying to sow dissension and destroy my Dao Sect!"

He Jing let out a sigh: "Zhexuan, seeing that the sects in the Taoist world that stick to the method of refining weapons are declining day by day, Nanhua Dao is in prison, and the situation is difficult. In the past, Lord Qingxiao supported the entire Taoist sect with one person's strength. You hang with the crane. The world is cold and the people are sinister. You are pure in nature and ignorant of world affairs. Don't be used by others without knowing it."

Good natured?Don't know the world?

Su Wan suddenly felt a little funny, why the original owner is different in everyone's eyes, in the eyes of Nanhua Dao disciples, he is an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, in the eyes of Mo Qiuzhe, he is a cruel and ruthless mad dog, in the eyes of Qin Zhaozhu, he is a victim The beauty framed by others is miserable, in He Jing's eyes he is a pure and innocent little white flower...

Which one is he?

Every word this man said was watertight and orderly, but in the end it was half truth and half false, and he would not believe it all.

The current situation of Nanhua Dao is indeed in a dilemma. As the only cultivation method in the Dao world that does not rely on refining beasts to make a name for itself, if there is no Qingxiao Lord with a high level of cultivation to make the Dao Sect stand upright, I am afraid that it will be destroyed by those The small gate of beast refining has been eaten away.

Lord Qingxiao is the former head of Nanhua Dao, the master of the original owner, and now he has gone to retreat to practice, at least it will take decades to come out, and at most it may be hundreds of years.

According to what He Jing said, I am afraid that since Lord Qingxiao went into seclusion, many people came to Nanhua Road to seek trouble. Xu Qingyi's cultivation base is not low, but judging from his behavior of taking the original owner's life, the original owner and him It must be a deadly enemy, and it is inevitable that there will be troubles in the door. From time to time, he will get sick, internal troubles and external troubles. It is very good that Nanhua Road has not been stolen.

This was probably also one of the reasons why he saved him from the mouth of the monster at that time. Without a Zhexuan Taoist Lord, Nanhua Dao was even more vulnerable to wind and rain, and was on the verge of collapse.

It looks like he has no desires and no desires, but in fact he is very sophisticated, and he is indeed not an easy person to deal with.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, He Jing thought he was still angry at his disciple's gossip, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Zhexuan, because you practice diligently, you seldom interact with the disciples in the sect. If you think you have a cold temper, don't worry about it."

"I do not mind."

He doesn't care whether it is said that he is insane or mean and shameless.

What he cares about is that these short-sighted people insist on comparing him with Xu Qingyi.

What is Xu Qingyi? He is a sick child who can only curl up aside and linger on the sidelines when the cold poison attacks. Is he even worse than a sick child?

As soon as her thoughts came back, the more Su Wan thought about it, the angrier she became, and she even thought of dragging Xu Qingyi out of the couch to have a serious fight with him.

Thinking of this, he left the earnest old man He, and went to Shuo Weifeng without looking back.

He Jingzheng was very moved by his sentence "I don't care", and wanted to publish a long speech to praise him, but just started, the child had already disappeared.

The crabapple in the main courtyard of Fusheng Hall was blooming too vigorously, but after a few days, the roots and branches climbed to the eaves of the Nuan Pavilion, and the large clusters of flowers made the green leaves look haggard and thin.

Through the dense flower shadows, it can be seen that the people in the dormitory are meditating on the huanghuali wooden couch with their eyes closed.

After several times of life and death, he almost exhausted his true energy. Now his body is weak and weak, and he needs to constantly guard against the cold poison. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and his consciousness kept falling in the darkness. When he was a teenager, he was sinking into the icy lake.

The turbid water kept pouring into his lungs, choking him so much that he couldn't breathe. The desire to survive made him struggle desperately. Before he could surface, he was suddenly grabbed by his hair viciously and dragged to the bottom of the lake.

"No matter how hard you try, you are still a waste with damaged spiritual roots!" The man laughed contemptuously.

It was cold and dark here, and no light could come in. There were only countless ice cones growing from the ground, and the cold air made his whole body turn purple.

"A person like you, even making a furnace is disgusting to me!"

The vicious voice continued to ring in my ears.

He is not trash.

The young man opened his eyes, intending to climb out of this dark abyss. He stretched out his frozen hands and used all his strength to climb up the stone wall.

I don't know how long it took, until his hands were bleeding and maggots, revealing thick white bones, and finally approached the edge of the abyss.

going out!

He licked his chapped lips with thirst, and crawled out with such hope.

In the end, what I saw was another dark, boundless abyss.

"You just wait here to die slowly! Hahaha..."

The piercing grinning sound gradually drifted away with the man's footsteps.

The young man froze on the spot, then let go of his hand suddenly, and the whole person fell from the top at a high speed, "slapping" on countless ice picks, which pierced through his body sharply and fiercely, leaving only the crisp sound of dripping and dripping as blood dripped down. .

So cold.

He opened his eyes, his eyes gradually lost their spirit, and the coldness gradually came over him, beginning to engulf his consciousness.

Suddenly, the sky was bright, and a burst of warmth came from the outside world, stroking him tenderly and lingeringly.

Then someone held his scarred hand, not at all disgusted with his blood-stained and dirty appearance, his appearance was hidden in the light and shadow, calling him gently but firmly:

"Brother."

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a face full of spring breeze entered his eyes first.

The man was sitting on a low chair beside the couch, with his elbow resting on the brocade tencel mattress, his right palm dragging his chin, looking up at him mildly and harmlessly.

He was a little dazed, and was startled to realize that it was just a nightmare that haunted him, so he hurriedly straightened his expression: "What's the matter?"

"Let's see if brother is better."

Su Wan looked at him carefully, and found that he could still find the bloodless sickness in him, and couldn't help feeling frustrated: When will this sick man get better, so we can have a good fight with him?

He noticed that Xu Qingyi's cool eyes fell on his wrist.

He glanced at his wrist, remembering the shackles he broke when he coaxed the cold to attack, and raised his head with a smile, as if it had nothing to do with him:

"Senior brother, it's because the shackles are too thin and brittle, and they broke if you didn't pay attention."

He said very seriously: "Even so, I am well-behaved and have not done anything bad."

"If you don't like it, give me another one."

He held out his left hand, revealing a wrist with well-defined veins, in which slender and purple blood vessels could be faintly seen criss-crossing.

"Tomorrow, you need to go to the Shensi Hall for trial."

Probably because he didn't want to see him messing around, Xu Qingyi changed the subject indifferently.

Shensitang?He knew that this place was built for the trial of disciples who violated the school rules. Most of them were punished for minor mistakes on weekdays.

It seems that the original owner's obsession cannot be avoided, and what should come will always come.

He could still think of how those people would attack him with sharp tongues when he stood in the Shensi Hall tomorrow.

Su Wan lowered her head casually to the side of the couch, and slowly closed her eyes.

He wasn't worried that Xu Qingyi next to him would take this opportunity to kill him, after all, this person must be counting on his vicious dog to keep Nanhua Road well.

Su Hexiang lingered in his nostrils, the previous sentence "The head of the sect is a thousand times more powerful than that shameless villain of the Lord Changzhao" was engraved in his heart, like a fishbone stuck in his throat, his clothes were covered with thorns, it hurt him I feel uncomfortable all over.

How long will it take for Xu Qingyi to recover?How powerful was he in his heyday?He especially wanted to know the answer, the shell of the original owner, he thought it was powerful enough.

Damn it, you have changed your life in another world, can't you escape the fate of living in the shadow of others?

The long-standing stagnation made him perverse and violent, and he suddenly got into a dead end. He grabbed Xu Qingyi's hand unconvinced, and sent him his true energy: I must let this person get better quickly, and then fight him , I must be better than him!

The warmth covered the back of the hand, as familiar as in the dream, Xu Qingyi's clear eyes trembled, as if being burned by the fire, he hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pressed down again.

"release!"

Frost formed in his eyes, and his voice was cold.

"Brother, you should think about it."

Su Wan still closed his eyes, and there was a little laziness in his tone, "I'm not like you, who can sacrifice his life for Nanhua Dao. If there are any snakes and rats who come to the door tomorrow, the whole sect will live or die. It has nothing to do with me!"

"As a disciple in the sect, how can we stay out of it!" Xu Qingyi said coldly, frowning.

"Brother, I'm afraid of death."

He moved closer to him, "You don't think that my action this time is to save the whole sect from danger?"

Su Wan opened his eyes, the dark pupils were dark and hard to see, he grinned and said: "Senior brother, I only acted to save you."