Before I became the legendary boss

It was a seemingly ordinary morning.

That day Xuanyun was meditating and adjusting his breath in the cave, and a message talisman from the master told him to go to the main hall for a gathering.Xuan Yun went there as promised, and when he got there, he found a group of disciples whispering outside the door. "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!" "How did it do it? It's too weird?!" Xuan Yun looked into the arena and saw a person standing in the center of the hall.

The body is like Lanzhi, the temperament is clear and spiritual, the aura of the whole body is pure and pure, not like ordinary people.And when Xuan Yun stepped into the hall, he turned around quickly.A pair of black and white eyes looked at Xuan Yun from the floating world.In an instant, the voices of people around all faded away, and the light and dust were completely silent.Xuan Yun's figure was reflected in those clear pool-like pupils, as if he had been watching him quietly from ancient times to the present, from the prehistoric days of the world to the end of all things.

Xuan Yun didn't think that he would look at himself like this.

How could this be so?how is this possible?

Xuan Yun's face was calm, but there was a shock in his heart.

Plants need to form a pill to take shape, how can it shape a human body?

Even though Xuanyun has traveled all over the world and read a lot of books, he has never seen such a miracle.

Did it get any chance after he left?

But I saw it with my own eyes last year, and it was indeed just a spirit tree in the spirit gathering period.

When Xuanyun's thoughts were mixed, he humbly announced that this is the ancestor's posthumous virtue alive, and he is a model that the disciples of the whole sect should learn from.This shape-changing spirit tree should learn from this school, so that this good story can be carried forward.

"There are elders from our sect gathered here, come, let me introduce you..."

Xuan Yun was still puzzled, but the Lingmu had already picked up the teacher respect tea and walked up to him.

The cup is trembling.

No.Not a cup.It was the other party's entire body that trembled like a leaf falling in the wind.

He bowed his head deeply.From Xuanyun's point of view, he can only see a small piece of white on the back of his neck, but his whole body exudes a hopeless and desperate aura.One can't help but think of the cubs in the mountains and forests crying helplessly around their mother after the mother was beaten to death.It doesn't ask for anything, just asks the mother to look at it and answer it.

Xuan Yun looked at his fingers that were scalded red by the boiling water, and took the cup of tea.

The child in front of him seemed overjoyed, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.This childish joy, the enthusiasm to do everything for what one wants, suddenly lights up in Xuan Yun's eyes like a spark.That's right, why did the other party transform into form before the alchemy period, and why, as a grass and tree, he had so many emotions——

He walked towards himself again.Going beyond common sense, race, and all kinds of criticisms to come to Xuanyun.Even if I never said a word to him, even if I turned around and left decisively.But his eyes were still as clear as before.No resentment, no fear, he looked at Xuan Yun as if looking at his whole world.In his eyes, his figure has nothing to do with the disciples of the outer sect or the elder who sharpens the sword, the lone star of Tiansha or the immortal king who attained the Tao.A hundred years apart, there is only "Xuanyun" from beginning to end.

Xu Huai opened his mouth in surprise, "Junior brother, this is..."

Xuanyuan nodded.

"Yes."

He heard his own voice answer quietly.

"I will take him as an apprentice."

This is against the rules.

Countless people said.

Whether it's gathering spirits from vegetation or attracting apprentices from evil stars, it's all too ridiculous.

"Junior brother, your Yu Ge swordsmanship is so strong that it is so strong that it is probably compatible with this wood spirit..."

Even Huanhua persuaded like this.

But Xuanyun didn't know about these things.

"It's okay, just don't let him learn this sword."

Those who can't and shouldn't be nothing compared to the relationship that has been silent for a hundred years.In the great hall that year and that day, from the moment the two met again, some things disappeared like a torrent of water, and there was no room for turning back.

In the past, it was the banyan tree who always used his spiritual sense to spy on him, but now Xuan Yun hides his figure and stands outside the window of the academy to observe him.The child practiced calligraphy stroke by stroke carefully, listened to the etiquette of people with a confused face, and was surrounded by people talking after class.Even though those people laughed at him and ran on him, he was still ignorant, but the people at the next table couldn't see him and drove them away for him.

"Don't pay attention to them, all of them can't spit out ivory, isn't it just jealous that you have Elder Lijian as your backer!?"

The child obviously understood half-understood. He held up the textbook and asked the deskmate for advice, and the deskmate waved his hand.

"get out of class is over, what books are you still reading! Come on, listen to me tell you a story about the first year of entropy..."

As a grass and tree, he naturally doesn't understand why people feel depressed and indignant because of the benefits of others.He has a clear mind from beginning to end, without any distracting thoughts, and he doesn't feel comfortable getting too involved with others.But Xuan Yun knew this but did not stop it.He began to gradually not understand his own mind.Do you want to complain to yourself after he hits a wall everywhere?Or do you hope that he will face the difficulties and go back and never learn from others?It's ridiculous that he has practiced for a long time, and he thinks that he has a deep understanding, but now he can't even understand this.

So Xuanyun put the chance of choice in the opponent's hands again.If he wants to continue to practice in the human world, he will definitely teach him everything; if the other party wants to quit, then he will not stop him.

The result was beyond Xuanyun's expectation again.

"I would."

said the child loudly.He was a little shorter than himself, and he looked up with a look of sincerity that could be seen at a glance.

"I would."

For the first time, Xuan Yun felt overwhelmed by that clear and strong emotion.

The other party is not a human being, so he cannot clearly understand what the other party wants.This banyan tree is naturally grown, not bound by the world, does not need grains, and does not need anything valuable in the eyes of people.He seems to like to learn the common sense of human etiquette, but he doesn't want to be the same as human beings—he will still go back to rest in his own tree; he seems to want to improve his cultivation, so he can endure the pain of spiritual pressure, but It seems to be satisfied with only knowing some simple spells.The most common thing to do on weekdays is to water the spirit grass.

Sure enough, he still has a grassy heart.Xuan Yun thought.No struggle with the world, no desires, no desires.To him, the world may be just a fleeting sight.If he gets bored one day, he can leave on his own and return to vegetation.

But Xuan Yun was wrong.

He didn't expect that Lingmu, who had no struggles with the world and no desires, would one day be disturbed by a sudden agitation, and his spirit body exploded, involving everything around him.The catastrophic scene was unforgettable: gravel splashed, vegetation grew crazily, and the sky was filled with panic. Among the broken walls and tiles, the child stood there dumbly.There was emptiness, sadness, and even more sourness in his expression.When he looked at Xuan Yun, he moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to call him, but he couldn't make a sound after all—his eyes told Xuan Yun that he was in too much pain.It hurts so much.

Things were quickly investigated.The testimony of the witnesses is convincing, the disciples of Qingweilou have no respect for their elders, they humiliate the elders at the top, and bully the juniors at the bottom, and they are punished strictly according to the law of the sect.But what happened to He Rong was much more complicated.He wantonly destroyed the house of Lingzhi Garden, and almost destroyed the precious nursery.But there was a reason for the incident, and the disciples of the Baicao Pavilion spoke out to protect each other, and after careful consideration, they were sentenced to a three-month ban and were not allowed to participate in the competition.This punishment, which was neither light nor heavy, naturally attracted criticism from some people.

"The grass and trees have no intention to cause such a disaster, so it can be seen that it is not suitable for cultivation among ordinary people. Is it too reluctant to let him continue here?"

Xuan Yun closed his eyes, and the child's grief was still vividly reflected in his eyes.His nearly broken spirit body was being warmed in the magic weapon, and fell asleep together with the three souls and seven souls.Xuan Yun could feel the little light and warmth, and leaned against him gently.Like a ship entering the port, the chick has found its mother.He wholeheartedly rejoices because of him, grieves because of him, is handicapped because of him, and hangs a thread because of him.

How could he just leave.

"What happened to He Rong is due to my lax discipline. If he has to be severely punished for this, I am willing to bear it on my behalf."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience was shocked.Who would have expected that Xuan Yun, who is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, would protect his disciples so much.Xuanyun is now recognized by the sect as the next person to ascend the Tao, who would dare to speak to him when strength is the most important thing?The person who suggested it immediately fell silent.

After that Xu Huai left him alone and persuaded him as a senior brother.

"At that time, Master always hoped that you could get rid of your non-attachment and non-thought temperament and live a little bit of anger. Now seeing you like this, I don't know whether it is happiness or worry..."

"Teaching grass and trees to practice Taoism is really a little bit reluctant. Knowing that it can't be done, you can't do it, even if you are a saint, you can't do it... Do you really mean this?"

"I've made up my mind."

Looking at the perseverance in those eyes with humility, he sighed again.

"Hey, no matter, it seems that you deserve this calamity..."

The way is:

Dependence arises, extinction and extinction end, and flowers bloom and fall and return to dust.

Half good, half evil, half following one's heart, difficult to understand, difficult to return to the truth.

The author says:

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