My buddy is crazy

Xiao Tong probably felt that I was unreliable in doing things.He showed a smile that didn't match his appearance: "According to the teacher's name, using it is a taboo, but you didn't care, I thought at that time, even if you are a bastard who only knows how to draw divination cards, at least you can do things that others can't do. I have never formally worshiped anyone as my teacher, and having you as a teacher is considered... interesting."

I couldn't help but argue: "I'm not a bastard."

The little boy said in a deep voice, "You are not."

After listening to the story behind, I thought, I am a lunatic.

The little boy continued: "You gave me a name, and I am grateful in my heart. But you have not shown any ability. The Lu family is powerful. I tried my best not to drag you down. I can only be more fierce to you. Your temper is actually not good. At first Seeing that I am young, let me go. I am too rude, if you are really angry, you will get angry."

Xiaotong breathed into the white jade again and handed it to me.Every time he exhaled it was like a sigh, but a child his age shouldn't be able to sigh.

Holding the white jade and closing my eyes, I became the young Fu Qingyang again, and the former me flipped my crimson sleeves in the blink of an eye, and turned into a beautiful red dress all of a sudden.

Fangxin Mozun sneered at the young Qingyang: "You want revenge? You have a heart, it's just a lack of cultivation, I'll transfer it to you."

The young Qingyang's voice was tense: "You are a charlatan, what kind of cultivation can you achieve? Besides, even if you are powerful, your cultivation is still the right way. I am a demon cultivator, what are you going to do with me?"

Once I said: "I am a demon cultivator born with demon bones."

My hand trembled, and the jade fell to the ground. Qingyang picked up the white jade, and he was not angry, but smiled: "What? Are you frightened by your own devil bone?"

That's right.

I don't know why, but when I heard the word "magic bone", I was a little terrified.

Qingyang caressed the jade stone with his hand: "In the world, some people are born with demon bones, some are born with Tao bones, and some become Buddhas in ten lifetimes. Demon bones should cultivate demons, Tao bones should cultivate Taoism, and Buddha sons should become Buddhas. No matter how many ups and downs and changes there are in the middle, this is fate and cannot be changed.”

I don't agree with this statement, but I don't want to refute him either.

Qingyang was no longer emotional, and continued to tell the story: "You gave me two paths. One is to help me avenge, wash away my demonic cultivation, let me concentrate on cultivating the Tao, and temper my natural bones; Lu, you change your bones with me, give me a little bit of cultivation, and within three years, I can take revenge myself."

"You chose the latter."

The little boy smiled: "That's right, as long as I avenge myself."

I don't know whether it was to scare me on purpose or it was really impressive, Qingyang explained some methods of bone replacement in detail.It hurts when I hear it, and I can't figure out why I used to torture him and myself like this.

"...Three years later, when I returned to the Lu family, I found that my enemy was dead. The Lu family was still alive, and my cousin was in charge of the family. When he looked at me, his eyes were full of embarrassment—"Brother Lan, I know You left because you couldn’t stand them, I’ll kill them all for you’. The reincarnation of heaven is true, my aunt and uncle persecuted their blood relatives for their perfidiousness, and in the end they were killed by their parents, and the retribution is not good.”

Thinking about the painful method of bone replacement he just described, I probably think that, at least at the time, he was very dissatisfied with the ending.

After thinking about it, I asked.

Xiaotong nodded to confirm my thoughts: "I hate him to the utmost. Because he is the son of an enemy, and because he really despised me. He begged me to join the way, and I agreed, just to keep him by my side for revenge. He I don't know that my cultivation level has increased sharply with you, and I probably feel that I can play with me and applaud, and I am extremely satisfied after I respond. Naturally, my hatred is even worse in my heart. As a teacher, you have always responded to my requests, and you have always responded to me in everything. Not much to say. I asked you for some low-level methods, and you gave them to me directly.

"You know what I want to do, you just don't care what I do. Apart from that, Fangxin Mozun doesn't care about anything else. But fortunately, you don't care about me, and I don't care much about you. At that time, I only had Lili hates my cousin.

Listening to this kind of story like "I hate him with all my heart", I can probably guess what strange direction Qingyang's story will go.

The little boy smiled bleakly: "Before I kill him, I want to turn him into my furnace."