Infinite Luck Master

Things spread quickly!

However, in less than a day, Ren Zizai and Su Jing had a dispute, and the injury had spread throughout the Yin Yang Dao Sect.

After Ren Zizai learned about this, he rushed directly to Tiandao Peak as soon as possible.

On top of the cloud platform...

Dao Wuya has been waiting for a long time.

"Oh, senior brother, this matter is really my fault. I don't know how to teach my son, but it makes senior brother laugh."

As soon as he reached the cloud platform, Ren Zizai had a guilty look on his face and said: "Speaking of which, there is nothing wrong with children being jealous, but it is a pity that this boy Qingping is really too infatuated with Xiaozhu. The male disciple next to him lost his mind when he got close to him, and actually did such an outrageous thing, using the sect's mission to beat up this nephew Su Xian... I don't know how to teach my son, I don't know how to teach him."

"Junior brother, you are serious."

"Don't be serious, don't be serious... Fortunately, I heard someone say that it was my unfilial son who was scolded by Nephew Su Xian and was seriously injured. Fortunately it was him, otherwise I would really have no place to be ashamed of in this Dao Sect."

Ren Zizai had a look of rejoicing on his face and said apologetically: "Thanks to Nephew Su Xian, I have the honor to appear in front of Senior Brother. Senior Brother, I wonder where my rebellious son is now? Don't worry, I will definitely come back when I get back." Teach him a lesson, alas... This child's mother died early back then. I was just a son, so I was a little arrogant. But even if I was arrogant and violated the sect's rules, I would still be severely punished. This time, I will never do it. If you continue to practice favoritism, show no mercy to this child!"

At the end of the sentence, he was already harsh in his words!

This old fox...

Dao Wuya smiled on his face, but he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart. What this guy said was really clever. He pretended not to know that his son was seriously injured, and emphasized that those who violated the sect's rules must be severely punished... You must know that serious injuries My fellow disciples in the Dao Sect were sent down the mountain to destroy their own spiritual consciousness and the skills in their minds.

And even if the Yin Yang Dao Sect majors in spirituality, once the skills in a person's mind are forcibly destroyed, the brain will be damaged to varying degrees. By then, Su Jingke will be completely destroyed.

As for the cause of the incident, he directly concluded that the children were jealous.

In a few words, this guy actually had the initiative completely in his own hands.

Unfortunately, the reality is...

Dao Wuya smiled bitterly and said: "This is the weird part of the matter... Oh, that's all, junior brother, it's useless to talk about it. You'd better come with me and take a look."

With that said, he should go forward first.

At this time, Ren Ziyou was still confused and said: "Why, senior brother, the jealousy of the younger sons and daughters will make you have something to hide? If you are worried that the younger brother will protect the traitor, you can punish him yourself and do something My little brother, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that!”

This old fox, doesn’t he know that too much is too little?

I don’t believe it. You don’t know that your son is seriously injured and dying now…

Dao Wuya couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed. This Su Jing was really a thorn in the side. As long as you were gentler, you could keep yourself in an invincible position. But it was better for you to attack so ruthlessly and kill him directly. Ren Qingping was completely ruined. Even if he was cured in the future, he would probably have to spend the rest of his life on the bed...

My original intention was just to urge him, even though my junior brother had repeatedly promised that this boy would not become a Taoist idiot who only knew how to practice.

In my own mind, the more Taoist idiots there are in the Taoist sect, the better... These people only know how to study Taoism. In the future, there is no way someone will be blessed with great fortune and enter Taoism!

But Su Jing is the only one who can't do it... He must have extremely rich combat experience. Otherwise, why would he study Kung Fu for himself in the future? !

Although he also knew that such eager urging might make this boy who didn't have much sense of belonging feel rebellious, he had no choice but to do it. His life was running out... He couldn't wait too long, he had to do it as soon as possible.

As for that little quarrel, it doesn't matter if you think about it. Firstly, Junior Brother Xiucheng is here, and secondly, he is just a junior. I will sincerely apologize at that time, and then promise some small benefits. As a dignified Taoist master, I can give you like this Thinking about his face, you can put an end to his resentment, right?

It's a pity... Who would have expected that this kid would just beat the opponent he arranged for him to death...

This is passive.

Dao Wuya suddenly felt that it was hard to control.

There was silence all the way, and when he arrived at a stone room, he opened the door, and the strong fragrance of medicine spread out.

He sighed: "Junior brother, you can see for yourself."

"I……"

Ren Zi's relaxed expression suddenly froze.

How could he not know that his son was seriously injured?

Just to take the initiative, he had to suppress his worries deep in his heart and pretend to be indifferent. But now he knew that his son was inside, and the fragrance of the medicine was extremely strong, and he smelled the life-extending fragrance. Smell, is his injury so serious?

"Then... little brother... let's go in and have a look."

There was also a bit of hoarseness in the always relaxed voice. Ren Zizai felt as if he was heading to hell, his heart was lifted, and he walked in slowly.

Then, I saw the burning fire pot. What was burning in the pot was not firewood, but various rare herbs. Such luxurious use and the aroma of the herbs came from this... And the rich spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was... Slowly flowing towards the piece of black coal on the bed, constantly warming his broken body.

“Hoo~~~~”

Ren Zizai's eyes instantly became wet. At this moment, he forgot to pretend, and forgot to take the initiative. In the center of his eyes, there was just this piece of charcoal. The son who used to be handsome and handsome now has no good flesh on his body, and even his breathing is intermittent. , as if the soul will return to the netherworld at any time.

"Son...I...my son...ahem...ahem..."

Ren Ziru was struck by lightning, and he staggered back two steps. His mind was completely lost. A mouthful of wow, a mouthful of hard work was already aroused...

"Little Su Jing, you and I are incompatible!!!"

He roared angrily.

Dao Wuya sighed softly: "Ah...junior brother...you...don't be too..."

"Brother!!!"

Ren Zizai shouted angrily: "Qing Ping is certainly at fault, but he just wanted to teach that boy Su Jing a lesson. From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of killing him. How dare Su Jing do such a cruel thing?" ? ! Does he still have any rules in his eyes... Senior brother, you often say that rules are the most important thing in a sect, so let me ask you, if this kid breaks such a big rule, do you want to deal with him according to the rules? !”

"But here's the problem."

Dao Wuya sighed: "He didn't do anything wrong..."

Ren Zizai pointed at his son who was in a dilemma of life and death and shouted angrily: "Isn't this wrong?! At this stage, you still think of favoritism?!"

Dao Wuya frowned, with a look of displeasure in his eyes. He thought that from beginning to end, it was you who had caused the trouble. Even though Xiao Su had gone too far, you used Spring and Autumn brushstrokes to mark out your faults, only holding on to your faults. It's someone else's fault, but now you still have the nerve to talk to me about sect rules?

He said coldly: "Junior brother, can you really not see clearly what kind of spell your son was injured by?!"