Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

My brain is exhausted, so I’ll write a side chapter.

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Chang Ning was not a talkative person when he was a child. On the contrary, like all naughty children, he teased cats and dogs every day. He was also very considerate and was deeply loved by everyone in the outer sect of Xuantian Sect.

What's more sad than failing in the exam is that the friend who played with you did better than you did.

Chang Ning is that kind of playful but genius existence.

I often ask the elders questions that deviate from the class.

The elders who suspected that Chang Ning was causing trouble in class saw the studious and serious look on Chang Ning's face, and continued to fall into self-doubt.

What changed Chang Ning's character was a secret experience.

At that time, spiritual energy was not as abundant and pure as it is now, so it was difficult for monks to advance.

If you want to advance, you have to keep going into secret realms to find powerful inheritance.

There was a rumor in that secret realm that there was a cave left behind by the fallen sword cultivator, and Xuantian Sect organized disciples to go there to practice. But he didn't want the secret realm to be infiltrated by demons. All the brothers and sisters who had threatened to protect him on the road were killed by a group of demon cultivators in front of him.

Blood splashed all over his face, and the body that hugged him tightly slowly became stiff and cold in his fearful mood.

The demon cultivator, whose hands were stained with the blood of his senior brothers and sisters, grabbed his neck and lifted him up. He smiled and said to his companions that there was a kid with a natural sword body here.

Natural sword body.

It was the first time Changning heard about this thing.

But he didn't have the energy to think. The feeling of suffocation made him subconsciously reach out to grab the hand on his neck.

I don’t know if it was because I scratched my fingernails and hurt the demon cultivator, but he was cursed and thrown out.

Probably because he hit some switch when he threw his body out, Chang Ning unexpectedly obtained some of the mental skills and inheritance of that legendary sword cultivator.

When he came back to his senses, his hands and clothes were covered with blood. He raised his hand and saw the demon cultivator lying on the ground from the blood beads sliding down his fingers.

That was the first time he faced death and killing.

When the sect saw that the soul lamp was extinguished, it sent people to the secret realm to find it. The secret realm that collapsed because of the discovery of the inheritance broke into pieces and dissipated in front of people, and Chang Ning, covered in blood, was revealed.

Surrounded by the bodies of all the people.

From the sect, from the demon cultivator.

Only Changning, whose face was still bleeding, stood among the corpses.

From then on, rumors spread throughout the sect that he had killed those senior brothers and sisters.

Everyone is afraid of him.

From then on, Chang Ning, who was still young, had to live with the lives of his disciples who died trying to protect himself.

Somewhat tired.

Because he was born with a sword, he was accepted as a disciple by Elder Song Mingfeng.

But the senior brothers are still afraid of him.

People in the sect are afraid of him, so he won’t talk to them.

In this way, Changning, who was originally the little pistachio of the sect, became a loner.

Live alone, sleep alone. One person practices and one person experiences.

Until Kunlun Mountain organized the first sect competition, all the new sects went to Kunlun Mountain.

Xuantianzong was the same, but he got lost alone in the Kunlun Mountains. He wandered further and further away, and finally arrived at a place.

Surrounded by ice and snow, only a bright blue tree shimmered, with a fiery red phoenix standing on its branches.

He raised his head and looked at the phoenix.

My heart, which had been sad for a long time, was relaxed at this moment.

Changning tried his best to keep his eyes open, fearing that tears would fall in the blink of an eye.

There was a sound of laughter behind her, and a female cultivator with a ruby ​​wine gourd hanging around her waist led a child over and scolded the child for stealing her candy again today.

Phoenix called out, attracting the female cultivator's attention.

The female cultivator let out a sigh when she saw Chang Ning standing alone under the tree.

"I am Kunlun Mountain Yu Xianzi, kid, which family are you from?"

Xuantian Sect is not famous. This time I just wanted to try my luck and see if I could show up in Kunlun Mountain.

Chang Ning mentioned the name of Xuantian Sect, originally thinking that Yu Xianzi would not know.

But Yu Xianzi was stunned for a moment and asked: "Xuan Tian Sect? Do you know that there is a little girl named Yun Ci in your sect?" She looked at Chang Ning's cultivation and added, "Nascent Soul Realm, Probably an elder from your sect?"

He has always been alone. How could he know the elder's name?

Yu Xianzi nodded, asked his name again and then patted his head: "Good boy, your qualifications should not be wasted. Show me how you swing your sword."

The child was gently lifted by Yu Xianzi and turned into a ray of light that melted into the falling rain.

Chang Ning held the sword on his waist and swung it unfamiliarly.

The leaves of the sycamore tree jingled in the wind, and Yu Xianzi also gently taught him about his shortcomings in the wind.

No fear, no alienation.

It's very ordinary, as gentle as the group of senior brothers and sisters who said they wanted to protect Chang Ning.

Changning put down his sword.

I didn’t cry when my senior brother and sister died, I didn’t cry when I was ostracized by the sect, and I didn’t cry when I got lost.

But under Yu Xianzi's gentle gaze, his face was dirty from crying.

This made Yan Tu, who had grown into a teenager, think that he was his master's biological son who had been lost for many years when he saw Chang Ning for the first time.

Yan Tu couldn't finish his words, but Chang Ning cried so hard that he couldn't control himself.

Finally, Yu Xianzi chuckled, hugged him, and a scent of fragrance rushed into his nose. He heard Yu Xianzi say: "My little disciple, look, this is a boy who is more powerful than you."

In the end, Yan Tu took Chang Ning away, whose tears had been wiped away by Yu Xianzi.

Yan Tu's palms were warm, but his tone was mature: "Since Master has taught you, you can be considered half of my junior brother. Let's exchange a communication charm. If you have anything in the future, you can tell me."

But he didn't have a messenger.

Yan Tu sighed, took one out of his arms and handed it to him, with an expressionless expression on his face: "Take it, there's just one more."

It's great, Chang Ning thought, to have a kind-hearted half-master and a warm-hearted half-senior brother.

That time, he successfully ranked among the top ten in the sect competition and got a sword named Changning from the sword tomb.

Only then did he know what kind of existence Yu Xianzi was in Kunlun Mountain and the world of cultivation.

But after he successfully got the sword, the legendary leader of the righteous path sneaked up to him and rubbed the top of his head: "Congratulations, kid."

The first sentence of congratulations.

A slight smile appeared on Chang Ning's face.

However, the sect was still afraid of him, and even more afraid of Chang Ning, who had successfully contracted a famous sword.

Forget it.

Changning thought, forget it.

Just one person.

After he became the new leader of the righteous path, he was too lazy to deal with those who laughed at him, so he chose to go to the crack to kill the monsters and demon cultivators.

Anyway, Chang Ning thought, none of the sects liked him anyway.

Fortunately, I still have some rare friends.

Until one day, he happened to be in the sect being dragged by Shu Fu to support the ceremony for the sect's new disciples, and he accidentally heard the name of a little girl.

Cloud Ci.

Changning was in a daze for a moment.

So this is ah.