Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

At the last moment of her life, Luo Hongyan's eyes were very clear. She looked at Chang Qing gently. Chang Qing had seen this expression for many years, and every time he saw it, he felt particularly disgusted.

But he knew that this was her expression full of love.

He seemed to remember that something important was slowly dissipating with the passage of time, and it seemed to be slowly becoming deeper.

Finally, the hand he placed on Luo Hongyan's neck slowly loosened, and turned into an equally gentle caress.

He stood up, drew the long sword behind him, and pointed it at Xie Zun.

"Devil, don't talk nonsense! Today I will kill you all for the sake of justice!"

......

At the funeral of the old patriarch, all the leaders of the righteous path, various families, sects, and well-known figures came to attend.

The new patriarch Luo Hongyan, who succeeded to the throne, announced in public the great achievements of Chang Qing in this battle between good and evil, turning the tide, saving the Luo family from danger, and killing several Xie Zun.

Many years later, the two of them naturally became husband and wife and took charge of the family affairs.

On the wedding night, Luo Hongyan was really beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy from heaven descending to the mortal world.

Chang Qing sat next to his wife who was dressed in red and wearing a phoenix crown, but his expression was still as calm as ever, without any waves.

He had not laughed or cried for many years.

Luo Hongyan held his face and felt that his expression was very hard.

Yes, hard, if this word can be used to describe a person's expression, Chang Qing's expression is as hard as it has been for many years.

Like a stone.

"Chang Qing, do you know?" Luo Hongyan held his face and spoke slowly.

"Back then, the moment I rescued you from Baihua Cave, I think I fell in love with you." She spoke very slowly, word by word.

She was very different today from usual. Her face without makeup was now heavily made up, which was less elegant than usual, but more gorgeous, and her red lips seemed to be dripping with blood.

"For so many years, we have been together, living and dying together. The more we experience, the more I feel that my love for you has not changed."

"Chang Qing, hold me tight."

Chang Qing held his beautiful wife in front of him like a puppet. He held her tightly, fearing that he would not be able to help but push her away if he lost his strength.

That night, his disgust and hatred for Luo Hongyan reached its peak.

The depression, hatred, desire for killing, and suppression of his heart in his heart were almost at their limit.

He knew that it was not Luo Hongyan's fault, but he was the one who was wrong.

He was a monster with a beast in his heart.

He had imagined that if he peeled off his skin and turned it over, would he see the face of an evil ghost?

But he couldn't remember why he was like this.

He only knew that love was hate and hate was love. He loved Luo Hongyan, so he hated Luo Hongyan.

Love was wrong and hate was right, so he couldn't love, couldn't become a beast, and couldn't be wrong.

He wanted to be with Luo Hongyan. This was hatred, and hatred was right.

......

Since then, his cultivation had not improved at all. He accompanied Luo Hongyan every day, retreated behind the scenes, and helped her deal with various trivia in the race.

After taking charge of the family law enforcement hall, he established the Shadow Guard, which was dedicated to catching evil monks in the surrounding area. He personally interrogated them, and those evil monks were often tortured to regret being born in this world.

He could gain a moment of joy from these people.

Gradually, he also got a notorious nickname among the evil monks, "Living Yama".

Some people rumored that he had not made any progress in his cultivation for many years, which led to a distorted mentality and he enjoyed torturing evil monks. Although what he did was righteous, it was still despised by some people.

Only he knew what was going on.

Where did the good and evil come from? Evil monks were also born by their mothers and raised by their fathers. What he did to those evil monks was more like evil than the evil monks.

But he didn't care about these.

Sometimes Luo Hongyan would still have a moment of tenderness with him.

He hated it, but also cherished it.

Later, Luo Hongyan became pregnant and gave birth to a son and a daughter.

Seeing the two children being born, their cute appearance, his disgust and hatred reached a peak again.

He handed over the Law Enforcement Hall to Luo Hongyan and disbanded the Shadow Guard.

Because he was worried that he would lose himself in his disgust for the children and the joy he gained from those evil practitioners.

Sometimes he asked himself why he did this, why he insisted on these, isn't it good to follow his heart.

Once upon a time, he vaguely remembered that he dared to love and hate, and lived only for himself.

Every time he thought of this, he would shake his head violently in his heart.

He knew what was right, what was wrong, what was good, and what was bad.

Hate was right, hatred was right, resentment was right, and suffering was right.Later, his children grew up, and they had children, and their children's children had children, and he was already very old.

Many years ago, he stopped practicing in order to make himself more controllable.

Now, his wife Luo Hongyan has reached the half-step of becoming a saint and is about to advance to Tianhuang, but he is still the Venerable Qianqiu.

Since he got old, Luo Hongyan simply did not deliberately keep her beauty. A woman dresses up to please herself. Beside the sickbed, she had white hair and wrinkles on her face, holding Changqing's hand.

In a daze, Changqing seemed to see a man walking in from outside the house. The man was high-spirited, tall, and had a resolute face. He stood not far from the bed, looking at him quietly.

"Huo... Jiutian..." Changqing looked at the man and murmured.

"Hmm..." The man nodded, with a complicated expression.

After a long time, the man asked.

"Tell me, how did you do it?"

"Hmm......?" Chang Qing was a little stunned. He was very old, so his brain was not as fast as when he was young. After a long time, he suddenly realized.

"Ah...... I remember." His cloudy eyes shone with a gleam.

He suddenly smiled. He hadn't smiled for many years. But this smile was the same as when he was young. It was unique to him, a standard smile that was slightly proud, slightly sarcastic, and very light when the conspiracy succeeded.

"So...... did I pass your test?"

The man nodded, but shook his head.

"I set up this test to see how people who are crazy because of the insane can survive and find ways to detoxify."

"I found that you are cold-blooded by nature. You treat everyone with no waves. You face anyone as if you are facing flowers, plants, and trees. You have no sadness or joy, no love or resentment."

"So I let you live with the only person you love, let you live a happy and fulfilling life, all for the day when you can't control yourself and the moment you are possessed by the devil, I will kill them with my own hands, so that you will collapse and destroy your spirit."

"But you have been tortured by the insane all your life. Don't you hate them? Those people you should love."

Chang Qing nodded first, but then shook his head.

"You... this poison is still not strong enough."

"It just makes me unable to distinguish between joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, but it still allows me to distinguish right from wrong."

"I am who I am. I decide what I want to do. I will not change because I like, hate, love or hate."

The man thought for a moment, still a little puzzled.

"But what people want to do is determined by their hearts, isn't it? Your heart will tell you joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. How do you do it? You can live without a heart."

"What I want to do is not determined by my heart, but by me." Chang Qing shook his head, and then said helplessly: "I know nothing about philosophy. Don't ask me anymore. My mind is already very confused."

"Just think of it as responsibility and will supporting me."

"Well..." The man thought for a while, and then felt relieved.

"I left this inheritance to find someone who has a way to crack this upside-down trick. I don't want this technique to be lost, and I don't want future generations to repeat the mistakes of the past."

"You passed the test."

"Really." Chang Qing smiled indifferently, "Thank you."

"But there is an embarrassing question." The man scratched his hair, "I thought it was extremely difficult to pass this inheritance test. Only one person who passed it would appear in tens of millions of years."

"But now, two people have appeared at once."

Chang Qing was stunned, not quite understanding what he meant.

"Also, although you passed the test, your performance was not as good as the other one, so I can't give you this inheritance."