Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

"What's your name?" Li Tongzhen asked.

"Miao...Miao Wan'er, nice to meet the Imperial Master." Miao Wan'er hurriedly saluted.

"Miao, Wan'er!" Qian Xiaoyi, who was standing aside, repeated in a low voice. His voice was very small, but the emotions in it could not be concealed at all. It was clearly a young boy who was just beginning to fall in love, chanting the name of the person he admired.

Li Tongzhen's expression was originally calm, but when he heard Qian Xiaoyi's voice, he instantly became angry and his loosened hands tightened again.

When he exerted force, the child named Rui'er felt pain and started crying.

Miao Wan's face turned pale, and she quickly knelt on her knees, begging, "I hope Master Imperial Master will show mercy. Rui'er trespassed into the forbidden area, and it's all because of me, as a mother, that I failed to teach him well. I am willing to take the punishment for him."

She spoke so bitterly, but Li Tongzhen did not stop. The child's crying became more and more heartbreaking.

"Master Imperial Master, I am willing to exchange my life for yours." Miao Wan'er felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She gently closed her eyes and took out a dagger.

That year, she was a princess of the State of Chen. She had never met Emperor Xuan, but the people of Chen said, "The northern barbarians attacked the State of Chen for the most beautiful woman in the world."

When the capital fell, she wanted to follow her father, the emperor, and her mother, the empress, but the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and begged: "Princess, only you can save the people of this city."

In the cold wind, she set out on the road to the north. When she was about to leave, King Chen Shun handed her a dagger and cried, "My brother is incompetent. I have to rely on my sister to solve the hatred of this family and this country."

The next year, she finally arrived in Yanjing, but she fell seriously ill. She thought everything was over, but the man beside the medicine stove said, "You are not allowed to die without my permission."

She should have guessed who could be so overbearing, but why would such a person take such good care of her? She was just a daughter of a fallen country.

So, she fell in love with someone she shouldn't have.

Five years passed, and she lived a happy life, but she did not dare to be happy. The dagger had never been unsheathed, but had always been stuck in her heart.

In depression, her health deteriorated day by day. Everyone thought she would die first, but unexpectedly, that person died first.

Now, the only one who supports her is Ruier, but if...

Thinking of this, Miao Wan'er no longer hesitated and turned the dagger around and stabbed it towards her heart.

It happened so quickly that if nothing unexpected happened, the beauty would have passed away in the blink of an eye.

But all this was slow in the eyes of Li Tongzhen. He was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi training. His body had been refined by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and his five senses were far superior to those of ordinary people.

He saw those two lines of tears, saw the helplessness, saw the fearlessness of facing death, but he was indifferent - life is only a hundred years, plants and trees only last for a autumn, no matter how beautiful you are, you will eventually be a skeleton.

When mortals die, they die.

However, when the tip of the dagger was one inch away from his heart, for some unknown reason, a flame suddenly jumped up in Li Tongzhen's cold heart.

The flames burned more and more vigorously, and Li Tongzhen couldn't help but take action. Humans are not plants, even if they have practiced to a very high level, they cannot completely kill everything.

With a clang, the knife in the beauty's hand fell to the ground.

"Take some cakes and send them out." When Li Tongzhen spoke, he was still in front of the Moon Gate. When he finished speaking, he had disappeared into the shadow of the main hall.

"I obey Master's order." Qian Xiaoyi smiled and bowed to the main hall. Then he turned to Miao Wan'er and her son and said, "I'll go get some food. You wait here and don't run around anymore."

At this time, Miao Wan'er had just recovered from her shock. She looked at the knife on the ground with mixed emotions, and then saw that her Rui'er was safe and sound, and she started crying again.

The child was quite sensible. He ran over and held Miao Wan'er's hand and said, "Mother, I'm fine. Next time I will be obedient and never run around again."

Miao Wan'er hugged the child and said, "Don't blame Rui'er, don't blame Rui'er, it's because mother didn't take good care of you."

The mother and son comforted each other and gradually stopped crying.

After a while, Qian Xiaoyi came out of the house and met Miao Wan'er's gaze.

"This little Taoist priest is only a few years older than Rui'er, but he is a good person!" Miao Wan'er smiled.

The beauty smiled sweetly and was very kind, but Qian Xiao's cheeks gradually became hot and he didn't know where to look.

This feeling was like the eruption of a volcano that had been dormant for a hundred years, or like a butterfly flapping its wings for the first time, leaving Qian Xiaoyi at a loss.

He imitated the adults and said with a stern face, "You are glad to see Master. Take the cakes and leave now."

Miao Wan'er took the food box and asked with a smile, "We were in a hurry when we got here, can the Taoist priest take us out?"

The request was in a soft Wu dialect, and the smile was like a warm breeze blowing in his face. Qian Xiaoyi naturally had no resistance at all and said:

"Then follow me, but follow carefully, because the master has set up a killing formation." He deliberately lowered his voice.

Miao Wan'er had no idea about the killing array. Although she nodded repeatedly, there was no fear in her eyes.

"Doesn't she believe me?" Qian Xiaoyi thought, put one hand back into his sleeve, took out the bell, and slowly cast a spell.

Beside the courtyard wall, a row of zombies with green faces and fangs suddenly opened their eyes wide and growled continuously in their throats, as if they were about to rush forward.

With a clang, the food box in Miao Wan'er's hand fell to the ground, her face full of horror.

"Back off!" Qian Xiaoyi yelled while secretly shaking the bell.

Mortals don't know the trick, it seems that Taoist Qian just roars and immediately drives away the ferocious zombies, which is so powerful that it can't be more powerful.

Qian Xiaoyi was very proud. He picked up the food box and threatened again: "Let's go. Follow me and don't trigger the killing array!"

Miao Wan'er and her son followed Qian Xiaoyi, trembling with fear all the way and not daring to say anything extra.

At first, Qian Xiaoyi was very proud, but gradually he began to regret it. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say and just felt extremely awkward.

The three of them walked in silence until they walked out of the backyard. Miao Wan'er finally let out a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know what to call you, but thank you, Taoist priest."

"My name is Qian Xiaoyi, you can call me Xiao...or just call me Taoist Qian." Qian Xiaoyi said with a smile.

"Rui'er, quickly thank Taoist Qian." Miao Wan'er did not thank him directly, but pulled the child and said.

"Thank you, Taoist brother." The child was very well-behaved and bowed to Qian Xiaoyi as he spoke.

“Brother…” Qian Xiaoyi felt extremely disappointed when he saw Miao Wan’er was half a head taller than him, but he still patted his chest and said, “You’re welcome, you’re welcome. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, just tell me my name and I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you again.”

"If Rui'er really has the disciples of the national master as friends, then we will never be bullied again!" Miao Wan'er sighed and asked with a smile: "Master Qian, were those monsters the killing array set up by your master?"

"No way, those zombie warriors are just toys."

"Ah, are those monsters zombies? Do they really eat people?" Miao Wan'er's tone was three parts fear and three parts curiosity.

"Of course not. If we don't use magic to control them, they will bite people. Those bitten will not only die miserably, but also..." Qian Xiaoyi kept the suspense to a maximum, and suddenly shouted: "... before long, they will also become zombies, unable to live or die!"

At this moment, a cold wind blew by, rolling up the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound, which made the horror even more apparent.

Miao Wan'er was filled with fear and couldn't help but move closer to Qian Xiaoyi.

The subtle fragrance intoxicated Qian Xiaoyi's heart, as if he was falling into the clouds. He swallowed his saliva and said with a red face: "But don't worry, they are just used to move things, just hard labor."

"Moving things! The National Master and the Taoist priest are really like immortals. They can be controlled." Miao Wan'er exclaimed.

"They are just some low-level techniques, far from being immortals!" Qian Xiaoyi explained, scratching his head.

"Oh! You are so lucky to be able to practice such powerful magic." Miao Wan'er looked depressed.

"Everyone can practice cultivation, but... if one's spiritual roots are not good, it will be difficult to achieve success in one's lifetime."

Miao Wan'er's gloomy eyes suddenly brightened up and she asked, "Can everyone practice? What are spiritual roots?"

"Spiritual roots are everyone's ability to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Only when you sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can you practice."

"The ability to feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth, how can I know this?"

"I heard from Master that it seems that a special instrument is needed to measure it."

"A special magic weapon? Then it must be very precious!" Miao Wan'er said, frowning deeply.

It is most heartbreaking to see a beautiful woman frowning. Although it is someone else's trouble, Qian Xiao's heart is in knots: "I have to think of a way to make her happy."

He thought for a moment and said, "It is indeed very precious. I heard from Master that only a sect can have such a magical weapon. However, if you have the same spiritual roots, you can sense it a little. Otherwise... I can help you sense it and try."

What he said was half true and half false. If Li Tong was really casting a spell, he would be able to sense it a little, but it was very difficult for him.

"Really? How can I sense it?" Miao Wan'er was overjoyed.

Qian Xiaoyi looked serious, stretched out his right hand and placed it in front of the other person.

Miao Wan'er immediately understood and stretched out her right hand to press the other person's palm.

It was a slender hand, with nails like carefully polished jade pieces, which felt infinitely soft at the first touch.

"It would be great if we could just keep holding on like this." Qian Xiaoyi's heart was beating like a deer. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to use his magic power to cause resonance.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not feel anything. He was afraid that the other party would be disappointed, so he lied and said, "I only felt a little bit, but this is usually inaccurate. It may be that my magic power is not enough, or our spiritual roots are different."

Miao Wan'er was very smart, so she naturally understood what was meant. However, she did not show any disappointment, but asked, "Can you help Rui'er sense it?"

Qian Xiaoyi did not refuse. He stretched out one hand to hold Ruier's small hand and poured a stream of magic power into the other's body.

In the silence, Miao Wan'er's eyes were wide open, full of concern.

After a long while, Qian Xiaofang finally opened his eyes and said, "Hey! It seems to be a good fire spirit root!"