Take the blame

Why haven't you been enchanted yet?

Rong Jiu flicked his fingers indifferently, and the black flames turned the body of the Mo Dao elder into a handful of dust, which disappeared with the wind.

On the silent peak, there is only the whistling of the wind, and the huge full moon, which is as bright as jade, sprinkles cold silver light, like a blanket of cold snow.

Han Che hid his figure, quietly staring at the young man's upright and sharp thin figure, thoughtfully.The powerful monk's vague premonition told him that something uncontrollable was about to happen, which would probably make him unable to let go of it for the rest of his life.

It turned out to be him?A registered disciple who was coerced and accepted?

He didn't have a deep impression of Rong Jiu, after all, the number of times he had met was only a handful.When he was forced to accept it, he was furious, and he had to take into account A Luan's grievances... Later, he was only given the same as an ordinary registered disciple, never taught him how to practice, never got close, and seemed to punish him for some small things Bingpo Peak faced the wall, and there was no chance encounter after that.

what will happenEnchanted...is that all?

Rong Jiu still just stands there quietly, expressionless, unmoved, his figure is so straight that it is almost harsh, thin and stubborn, but too rigid and easy to break, at this moment he is like a bow stretched to the limit, as if it will be broken at any time.

His eyes were extremely dark, and the deep ink color was like a cold pool of ink, but at this moment, he was ignorant and dazed.

Why haven't I become enchanted yet?I always thought that one day I would definitely be possessed.

Because of the feeling those people said, I have never had it.

He sat on a large rock, took out three jade pendants from the storage ring, and untied the Jade Guanyin around his neck, looked at it, and held the most magnificent and beautiful one in his palm.

The jade pendant was engraved with the word "Bo Xi" in ancient style. It was a storage jade pendant thrown by Bo Xizun, the master of the Phaseless Realm, and it contained a huge amount of resources.

He never used it.

"Bo Xizun..." Rong Jiu muttered to himself, "You have never regarded me as your own son, why should I..."

At the beginning, when he was three years old, he found the Formless Realm through mountains and ridges, climbed up the colorless ladder with his bare hands, knelt on the door for nine days, drew the breath into his body, and built the foundation of the road.If not, Bo Xizun would not have looked at him even if he knelt to death in front of the door.

"What's your name?" The man casually leaned on the jade seat.

"To blame."

"Oh? Which one is to blame?" He seemed to have finally been aroused with such a glimmer of interest.

"It's your own fault."

"It's your own fault. A good name." A smile that wasn't a smile, a mockery that wasn't a mockery.

Bo Xizun, the master of the Wuxiang Realm, has a high position and authority, is extremely cultivated, indifferent, and only respects himself. Even if he is his only parent and child, he will never let him compromise.After all, he failed to fulfill his mother's last wish and was named "Bo Xi".

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"Mother said that everything is your own fault. Since my birth was not what you wanted, then the so-called blood relationship...has or doesn't make any difference."

The real energy surged, and the jade pendant in the palm, together with the pill, spirit stone and talisman in it, shattered into fine powder and fell into the night wind.

He was born with indifferent emotions and weak emotions, and his meager expectations for his father disappeared after the only temptation.

Wuxiangjing couldn't just sit back and watch the family's blood flow outside, not to mention that he was the only bloodline of the realm master's direct line, so he was given a place to stay, but that's all.People in the Phaseless Realm regard him as an invisible person, and no one has spoken to him for a few years, and even if they glanced at him, they ignored him, even if they broke into the library or entered the forbidden area by mistake, no one paid attention to him, no one cared.

He is like a ray of ghost, wandering freely in the huge formless realm.Others may be lonely and crazy, or feel unwilling and angry, but he cultivates by himself and enjoys himself.

Until Bo Xizun's thousand-year birthday, all parties came to congratulate him.He refined the most precious and rare piece of twelfth-grade ink chalcedony into hairpins, and engraved complicated formations with the essence of Seventh Gold. Jade remains.

Abandon it like a bag.

Those subtle admirations that originated from the blood have since disappeared.

He seemed to hear that voice again.

"Don't care about anyone, don't rely on anyone, don't trust anyone." This sentence seemed to be engraved in his soul, and he unconsciously used it to conduct himself in the world, and deeply believed it.

Rong Jiu holds another jade pendant.The snow-colored command talisman, with twisted silver patterns, engraved with the word "Zui", is the order of a disciple of Tianyi Sect. The silver pattern represents the registered disciple, and it contains a powerful blow of distraction.

The silver pattern is the name, the gold pattern is handed down, and the blood pattern is the core of the sect, with distinct levels.

Han Che frowned, faintly feeling something was wrong.

"Elder Xuanzheng ignores me, Fairy Bingning regards me as an enemy, and the whole sect treats me like a scourge... I have practiced so far, and I am no different from casual cultivators."

At the age of 13, shortly after he established his foundation, he consecrated, merged, and entered the heart-beating stage.

During the heartbeat period, the emotions fluctuate, the emotions and desires are all magnified, and it is easy to be taken advantage of by the demons and make all kinds of big mistakes.The heartbeat period of every monk is a drama of joys and sorrows.

Rong Jiu had just advanced, when he was summoned by Bo Xizun, who used coercion to force him to bow down to Han Che.

"Isn't there any treasures in the Phaseless Realm? What you have produced is nothing more than mediocre, and I don't even look down on any of them. However, Mr. Xuanzheng's heart is for his beloved disciples who came all the way to ask for medicine, so the master-student love is so deep... presumably Don't you mind accepting this scoundrel from me? Ten drops of Qian Songlin for two apprentices, isn't it a good deal?"

"Bo Xizun——! You clearly know that I vowed to accept only one apprentice in my life..."

"What does your oath have to do with me, and what does your disciple's life and death have to do with me?"

"you!"

Rao is as cold as Xuan Zhengjun, and he is almost runaway by anger, but he is worried that Qian Songlin can't turn his face, his cold and handsome face like a sculpture of ice and snow becomes more and more gloomy, and the storm is about to come.

"Too deceiving!"

In the end, Han Che walked away, and Rong Jiu knelt on the spot calmly, the meridians injured by the coercion and shock were difficult to recover for a while, and he stood up slowly after a long time, his spine straightened almost harshly.

An ice-coloured figure suddenly appeared, Han Che flicked his long sleeves, took him with a huge sword, and walked away with the sword.Rong Jiu was slightly surprised, looked up at the noble and noble figure in front of him, finally there was a ripple in his perennially quiet and deep eyes - even if it was extremely small, even if there was only one trace, it still existed after all.

Han Che is a powerful sword-wielding elder with a transcendent status in the Tianyi sect. People dare not call him by his name directly, so they respectfully call him "Mr. Xuanyu". Xuanyu is not only his dao name, but also his sword name.Standing on the Xuanwei sword, Rong Jiu looked down at the mountains, rivers and land, passing through the vast sea of ​​clouds, his extremely dark eyes were stained with a bit of anger, and became more and more clear.

Cultivation is finally no longer just for the instinct of survival, but for such a free and easy, free and easy.

Han Che's sleeves trembled slightly, and Rong Jiu realized that he had grasped the corner of the master's clothes at some point, with Dong Xuqi's keen spiritual sense, he naturally shook his fingers off immediately.

Mr. Xuanyu had always disliked getting close to people, he had a cold personality, and was extremely arrogant. Bo Xizun forced him to accept disciples and touched his bottom line, but he had to endure it because he wanted something from others. It is conceivable that he was extremely displeased.

Rong Jiu's fluctuating mood instantly calmed down.

Shuangluan, known as Fairy Bingning. The 14-year-old girl already has a peerless posture. Although she is not as magnificent as Rong Jiu's mother, Rong Qingqing, she has a unique temperament that is cold, vulgar, ethereal and ethereal.A beauty lying in bed is still a beauty, and it adds to the pitiful fragility and helplessness.

"Master... who is he?!" Shuangluan rang the alarm.Rong Jiu's mother is beautiful and crowns the Nine Kingdoms, Bo Xizun's appearance is exquisite and out of the world, her appearance is comparable to Han Che's, Rong Jiu's appearance is naturally outstanding, but his temperament is gloomy and withdrawn, which is unpleasant, and few people pay attention to it.Shuang Luan is obsessed with her master, and sees everyone as a rival in love, but when she finds out that Rong Jiu's expression is different, she suddenly feels panic, and has great hostility towards Rong Jiu.

"He is the son of the Lord of Wuxiang Realm. Bo Xizun gave up Qian Songlin and entrusted him to take care of him as his teacher."

"Master... Didn't you say that Aluan is the only apprentice?"

"He is just a named disciple."

"That won't work either!...Master, A Luan would rather die like this than Qian Songlin..."

"Bullshit!"

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It turns out that Mr. Xuanyu is not indifferent and arrogant to everyone.

Master.

Rong Jiu didn't go in, turned around and left.The heartbeat period magnified all his emotions, but his emotions were almost nonexistent, and only after the enlargement could he perceive such subtleties.

Subtle worship, dependence, and jealousy quietly took root when he didn't realize it.

The disciples of Tianyi Sect hated Rong Jiu very much.Wuxiangjing and Tianyizong both belong to the sect of cultivating immortals, but Wuxiangjing is a family-type force. Tianyizong is very uncomfortable with his utilitarian attitude towards life, and Wuxiangjing doesn't like Tianyizong's sanctity and hypocrisy. It's just fine on the surface.Being the son of the Lord of the Phaseless Realm, humiliating the idol of the sect, Elder Xuanyu, making Fairy Bingning unhappy... These crimes are enough to make him isolated.

Rong Jiu doesn't care, there is actually not much difference between Tianyi School and Wuxiangjing.He cultivated by himself, went to Zangshu Pavilion when he had problems, and went out to fight for resources if he needed it... He could handle everything by himself.Except that there are classics to read, they are similar to casual cultivators.

It's a pity that the heartbeat period has not been broken through.

Until a battle of secret realms.The only time I cooperated with the same sect was when the spirit beasts rioted, and everyone activated all kinds of life-saving cards. At the end of the battle, they rushed to the teleportation formation. When the light came on, the frenzied beasts were about to catch up, and a senior brother instinctively pushed him... …

Rong Jiu watched the so-called "senior brothers" disappear into the formation with a blank face.

Not surprising at all.

What he cultivates is the ruthless way, which freezes the seven emotions and six desires, and is not disturbed by foreign objects, in order to obtain a purer killing and fighting intent.This is Jianxiu's favorite way, pure and tyrannical, but when forming alchemy, he must develop affection and stick to his heart so as not to be taken advantage of by demons.

It is impossible for people to be completely ruthless. The monks let nature take its course and cannot go against the sky.It is the right way to create something out of nothing, and to create something out of nothing.

The beast tide made him seriously injured and nearly died again and again, and he fled desperately. It also made his Tao more pure and perfect, and his sword more indestructible.He felt a little dazed during the life-and-death struggle, but he had no time to think about it.

He returned to the sect with bruises all over his body, but what awaited Rong Jiu was Han Che whose face was covered with frost, his eyes were as deep as water, and his expression was as cold as when he was forced to accept disciples a few years ago.

"Master..."

"Rong Jiu! Tell me, what is a fellow disciple?"

"...An irrelevant person."

"You! Traitor! Let me go to Bingpo Peak to face the wall and think about my mistakes. If you still don't wake up, you don't need to come out!"

Rong Jiu got up and left calmly.

"Sure enough, he is the son of Bo Xizun, cold and ungrateful, unbearable..."

The voice was very low, but he heard it.

He felt a little subtle.Traitor?It turns out that I'm still considered an apprentice... made?How?Throw me into the beast tide?

ridiculous.

Bingpo Peak, the cold air invades the bones, cuts the skin and cuts the veins, it is irresistible under the Nascent Soul.

But Rong Jiu felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

With love, worship and dependence can easily turn into admiration and admiration, just like Shuang Luan.And Rong Jiu's dependence on adoration, before it could be stimulated, was gently brushed away like a speck of dust.

Even he himself didn't realize it yet.

The energy surged, the true essence circulated on its own, and thunder robbed one after another, and after everything subsided, it had already formed a golden pill.Wuqingdao had the ability to break through out of nothing, but he didn't feel that he had any feelings, and he couldn't figure it out, so he didn't investigate further.

After that, he put away the disciple order hanging on his waist, left Tianyi Sect, practiced and practiced alone, and regarded himself as a casual cultivator.Seeing the disciples of Tianyi Sect outside, they are also like strangers.