[Comprehensive] The way home of the poisonous sister

Since accepting the urgent order from the head of the family that day, Ziying has left all her bad habits behind her, and her chubby face has also lost the smile it used to have since then, as if she has become a woman with no emotions and no thoughts. wooden man.

Strictly teach fellow disciples every day, except for teaching them swordsmanship and spells, he never talks privately with others at other times, and his personality becomes more and more withdrawn.

Only when she is alone occasionally, Ziying will indulge herself a little and let her emotions be slightly exposed.

On this day, Ziying stood with her hands behind her back on the Juanyun Terrace, looking at the faint scenery in the sky, she felt a rare peace in her heart.

"Uncle Ziying, Uncle Ziying, I finally found you." Ming Chen, who was wearing Qionghua Dao uniform, ran to Murong Ziying, who was sitting quietly and meditating by the Juunyun Terrace, panting.

Murong Ziying turned around, seeing Ming Chen's distressed appearance, immediately frowned, and scolded: "Ming Chen, as a disciple of Qionghua, how could he be so unruly."

As soon as Ming Chen heard this, he immediately put away his breathing that was too fluctuating due to panting, and it took a long time for him to feel better.

"You are so anxious to find me, but something important happened in the door."

Ziying knew that her relationship with other seniors in the sect was not very good, so facing Mingchen who would say a word except when saying hello, Ziying secretly wondered what he was going to say to herself. What.

Ming Chen hesitated, wondering if he should tell the truth directly, but thinking that Elder Zong Lian was still waiting for Zi Ying, he suddenly couldn't care less, and said anxiously: "Uncle Zi Ying, something happened to Elder Zong Lian gone."

Ziying's face changed, and she couldn't believe what she just heard, so she asked again: "Mingchen, what did you say? Say it again."

A piece of bad news, after telling it once, is not as simple as saying it next. Facing the overly hot gaze of Master Ziying, Ming Chen tried his best to control his steps, which was almost frightened by the gaze of Master Ziying. .

Ming Chen carefully looked up at Master Ziying's expression, seeing seriousness written on his face as clean as a white-faced steamed bun, Ming Chen had to try his best to suppress his uncontrollable desire to laugh.

Fortunately, Ming Chen still remembered the serious matter, and was about to tell him word by word.

On the contrary, Murong Ziying lost her usual composure and Yu Jian left Juanyuntai directly.

Ziying walked steadily with the sword under her feet, but she was extremely at a loss in her heart.

After Master Suxi left, Ziying was still the same on the surface, but Ziying knew that everything had changed long ago.

In order not to worry her master, Ziying seldom set foot on Chengtian Sword Terrace recently, but Ziying never thought that she would come here again because of her master's accident.

When Ziying stepped into the Chengtian sword platform, she found that her master was indeed here.

It's just different from the usual master guarding the sword-making platform, today the master is sitting on the bed where he usually rests, his face is as pale as snow.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Ziying ran to Zong Lian's lower seat with a worried expression on her face.

"Ahem...Ziying, you are finally here." Zong Lian, who had all white beard and hair, saw his most beloved little disciple, and his pale face suddenly turned a little rosy.

It's just different from the healthy ruddy, which is obviously a flashback.

"Master, I'm sorry, Ziying is late."

I have never noticed before that the master's back is also unknowingly bent, but I have never noticed it. Thinking of thorns, Ziying's eyes are sour, and there are tears in the clear and bright eyes, and she almost wants to burst into tears. out.

"Ziying, don't cry, Qionghua disciples don't shed tears when they bleed, no matter what state they are in, don't cry."

Zong Lian naturally felt uncomfortable seeing the child he had watched grow up like this.

"Well, Ziying didn't cry, Ziying was just blown by the wind from Chengtian Sword Terrace."

Blinking away the tears in the red eyes, Ziying's swollen face immediately looked like he was about to cry, except that his eyes were slightly red.

Zong Lian knew that his time was running out, so he had to tell him what he had been worried about as soon as possible: "Ziying, Shigong knows that you are very unhappy these days because of your uncle Suxi's departure, but everyone He has his own way to go, there is no banquet in the world that will never come to an end, your uncle Suxi just went to find her way."

"Master told you these things in the hope that you will not be troubled by this matter. Suxi has been trapped in Qionghua for many years, and she will not leave until now, which is already beyond my expectation."

"Ziying, when the master is gone, you should practice hard. This is some of my experience in making swords, and I will entrust them to you today."

As soon as Zong Lian made a tactic, a Qionghua Sword Forging Notebook appeared in his hand.

"Master..." At this point, how can Ziying not know that Master is explaining something behind her, her eyes are so red that she is about to bleed, but she still remembers what Master said not to shed tears, so she tried her best not to let the tears flow, Such a stubborn and obedient Ziying made Zong Lian extremely uncomfortable.

"Hey, Ziying... that's all. Fortunately, there are only you and Shigong left in the Chengtian Sword Terrace. Otherwise, when the disciples taught by you see you like this, what prestige do you have, Ziying, people In this world, life and death are destiny, and even immortal cultivators like us have a limited time after all."

As for the disciples he educated, Zong Lian knew their dispositions very well.

Compared to the fact that his most beloved disciple died without a name because of Qionghua's desire, Zong Lian hopes that Ziying can live the life he wants.

It's just that Zong Lian still didn't forget to warn Ziying's overly affectionate temperament:

"When Shigong sent away his senior brothers and sisters when he was young, he knew at that time that life and the world are impermanent. Therefore, he tried his best to find a shortcut to immortality. Although he finally found a way, he paid more for it. It cost a lot, and because of this, even your master Xuan Zhen, the most cherished disciple of Shigong, sacrificed because of it. Since then, Shigong has already anticipated today's time."

Thinking of Xuan Zhen, Zong Lian still felt a pain in his heart. Even after many years, the child's voice and smile are still vivid in his memory.

Just thinking of Suyao who was full of reluctance when he accepted Ziying as his disciple, Zong Lian was inevitably worried, whether she would criticize Ziying after her death.

"Ziying, Master has something else to entrust to you." Before Zong Lian had time to tell Ziying to be careful of Suyao, his chest suddenly felt tight and his breathing was uneven. He took out something and handed it to Ziying.

"Ziying, Master has been obsessed with sword casting all his life. Although his skill is not top-notch, it can be said to be meaningless. It's just that in Master's heart, he feels guilty."

"This book is for your master Bo Xuanxiao."

"When you meet him in the future, you can give this book to him. Although the incident has already happened, it may not be of much use. It's just, just, I have regrets in the end."

After saying these words, Zong Lian's trembling hands hung straight down, and he lost his breath.

"Master, Master..." Ziying burst into tears, and the wailing in her mouth was like the last lament, making the hearts of all listeners tremble.

Ten years later

Ziying walked towards the Qionghua Hall, and was the first to bow and salute under the head of the sect.

"Murong Ziying, do you know why I called you here this time?"

Suyao looked at the young man with a handsome face and a cold demeanor standing at the top of the steps, a complex look flashed in Suyao's cold eyes.

In the past few years, no one has been teaching him Qionghua's highest mind method. Unexpectedly, his current cultivation level is not even a little bit worse than his own.

My original thought was indeed correct.

After Elder Zonglian passed away, Suyao watched Murong Ziying not only instructing her disciples every day, but she either stayed at the sword casting platform or practiced sword alone.

And his progress is farther-reaching than other disciples.

None of the disciples of the Ming Dynasty could match him in one move.

Such talent makes people hate and envy.

Suyao knew long ago that his talent was terrifying, but she never thought that his talent was so terrifying.

So Suyao stopped Elder Qingyang and Elder Chongguang when they wanted to teach him a higher level of mind.

"Two elders, aren't you afraid that Murong Ziying will become the next Xuan Xiao?"

As soon as Suyao finished speaking, she smiled inwardly after seeing the expressions of the two elders on the opposite side changed, and left pretending to have something to do.

However, even if someone with such talent is not taught, it will still be unexpected, but in Suyao's heart, she does not regret what she did that day.

"Disciple doesn't know."

Murong Ziying just bowed, and she continued to do so when the sect master didn't call out.

Suyao seemed to just come back to her senses, she flicked her sleeves at him, and then said with a dignified face: "Recently, there have been frequent changes at the foot of the mountain, you should go and see if there is a mistake in Chenzhou's Qiankun seal, if there is a mistake, what should I do?" How to do it, I believe I don’t need to explain it.”

The 19th year is approaching, and the matter of binding the two worlds with the net is just around the corner. Although Wang Shujian has not yet appeared, the astrology has appeared recently, and it will appear soon. I just need to wait for the opportunity, and it will eventually appear.

It's just that these Suyao will never tell Murong Ziying.

However, thinking that Elder Qingyang and Elder Chongguang did not support this matter, Suyao felt indescribably annoyed.

Whether it was before or now, they still look down on themselves, but those people who are valued by them will not end well now, thinking about it, Suyao feels even more ironic.

"Disciple obeys."

"Okay, since you have taken the order, go down the mountain as soon as possible." Su Yao flicked her sleeves and ordered him to leave.

After Ziying retreated, she returned to her room, because she was only going to check whether there were any loopholes in the seal, and the delay was not long, Ziying didn't bring anything, so she went straight down the mountain.

Although Ziying went down the mountain alone, she was followed by two little tails.

"Brother Huaishuo, I blame you for being so slow. Otherwise, I would have chased after Uncle Ziying." The girl in a green dress with two beautiful buns looked ahead anxiously, her head twisted. Almost poking out.

The boy who was called senior brother by the girl smiled and shook his head, looking at her dotingly.

Xuanji pouted awkwardly, she was very unhappy to see her senior brother like this, as if no matter what she learned, he would not be angry to stop her, but obviously he always stopped her from being with senior uncle Ziying, Really annoying.

Thinking of this, Xuanji ignored him and directly Yujian, leaving him behind.

Huaishuo watched Xuanji disappear, and then followed.

As for Xuanji's admiration for Ziying's uncle, Huaishuo knows better than anyone else.

That's just the little junior sister's admiration for a heterosexual who is excellent in every aspect, and it has nothing to do with heartbeat.

However, Junior Sister is still young and can't tell the difference between admiration and admiration, so Huai Shuo will naturally stop her and prevent her from sinking into it.

What's more, Master Ziying's heart is not here. If Xuanji keeps pestering him, it will not only hinder the business that Master Ziying wants to do, but may also annoy him. It's just that Huaishuo will not tell Xuanji about these things, and let her Isn't it good to be so happy all the time without any worries?

In this world, there is no need to know everything.