Master dismantles CP with bare hands in the human world

Just after dawn, Jing Yuan ran into Shuangjiang Baixue Residence with many gadgets in his arms.

He arrived so early on purpose, just to avoid other people, and spend some time alone with Master before retreating, even if Master doesn't say anything to him, as long as he can look at Master.

For so many years, he has been walking alone and aimlessly in this world. He thought he was used to such a lonely life, but everything began to change after that day——

That day when he crossed the catastrophe, he accidentally injured the master without thinking about it. When he saw the wounded master who had passed out, his mind was blank.

The thunder catastrophe was extremely dangerous. Last time he got through a thunder catastrophe in a daze in his sleep. Fortunately, the thunder catastrophe didn't hurt anyone else, it just smashed a row of roofs next to him.

Because the previous thunder disaster had left him with lingering fears, so this time when the thunder disaster first showed signs, he secretly hid in this desolate place, intending to pass through the disaster quietly.

But he never thought that Master would appear here!

His pupils constricted, he held his breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and stretched out his hand to check the master's breath.

And breathe!

The heart he raised was finally let go.

After crossing the thunder tribulation, his body was extremely weak, but he didn't dare to delay, he was worried that Master's injury would worsen.

Although the master treats his disciples less generously than the other two immortals in Kunlun, but the master has no bad intentions, so he has always respected the master but also kept him at a distance.

He gritted his teeth and walked back to Kunlun step by step with the unconscious master on his back. He had no extra spiritual power to go back with the sword, so he could only use this stupid method.

Kunlun has set up multiple layers of barriers, and the road leading to the Kunlun Mountain Gate is not like other sects, which are built with stone steps one by one. It is still a steep and rugged mountain road.

He remembered that when he first went to Kunlun nine years ago, many people walking beside him who were also going to Kunlun to learn from him kept complaining——

"Why doesn't Kunlun build stone steps? This mountain road is really exhausting. I'm exhausted."

"I heard that it is to test the willpower of the disciples, so I don't practice it."

"Assess the willpower of what the hell, isn't cultivation just to see who has more spiritual roots and talents, and the willpower to walk the mountain road is useful."

"You can't say that. After all, cultivation takes years and months, and those who don't have willpower can't persevere."

"Hmph, people with spiritual roots and talent will naturally be able to cultivate like a fish in water and advance by leaps and bounds. Only those fools without talent need such strenuous things as willpower."

At that time, the ten-year-old skinny Jing Yuan looked up at the majestic and majestic Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and heard the constant complaints in his ears, he thought that he must go to Kunlun.

No matter how rough and steep the mountain road is, he will have to step over it. He is going to Kunlun!He wants to learn something in Kunlun, and then do something that must be done!

Memories of the past flashed in his mind uninterruptedly, Jing Yuan carefully carried his master on his back, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he was out of breath, looked at the long mountain road, bowed his head and continued to walk forward.

He passed through layers of barriers of Kunlun, his lips turned white, and his head became dizzy.

As long as... as long as you make it to the mountain gate, there have always been disciples guarding the mountain. As long as you get there,... the master will be saved.

He bit his lip fiercely until the bite bleeds, using the pain to keep his consciousness awake.

Kunlun’s mountain gate has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes, but it still stands tall. There are two sentences carved on the left and right sides of the mountain gate.

The handwriting is strong and powerful, and despite years of wind and rain, it is still as clear as before, without any damage.

Jing Yuan remembered that when he stumbled and finally climbed to Kunlun nine years ago, the master stood in front of the mountain gate in a gray Taoist robe, looking solemnly at the people who climbed to Kunlun. Discipline——

Xu Jinhou's voice was thick and his words were resounding, "Those who enter our Kunlun must first swear by two iron rules, one is to 'kill all traitors and evil spirits', and the other is 'Kunlun does not rule the affairs of the world'."

After all, Jing Yuan was young at that time, and he didn't know the heavy meaning behind these two iron rules. He only knew that as long as he swears to these two iron rules, he can step into Kunlun.

So, with a hoarse voice, he looked at the eternal fairy mountain, exhaled slowly, and solemnly swear, "Jing Yuan swears here today, from now on, he will take it as his duty to 'kill all traitors and evil spirits', and take 'Kunlun is not the master'." The world's affairs' come to discipline yourself, if you violate it, you will be punished by heaven."

The others swear one after another, and the oaths they say are similar.

Xu Jinhou looked at the crowd and nodded, and said calmly: "I hope that you will follow these two iron rules in your actions in the future. If you violate them, your cultivation will be destroyed and you will be expelled from Kunlun!"

Scenes from nine years ago flashed before my eyes, and everything seemed like yesterday.

Jing Yuan's footsteps were vain, and when he could hardly hold on, he finally reached the gate of Kunlun Mountain.

He saw the disciple guarding the mountain gate running towards him and his master in a hurry when he saw him and his master, and then he couldn't hold on any longer, his eyelids became heavy, his eyes darkened, and he fell heavily on the ground head-on.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally woke up again.

The first thing to do when you wake up is to go to the head to receive the punishment.

The head of the sect just patted him on the shoulder, and shook his head helplessly, "This was just an accident, not your fault. You just passed through the thunder calamity, and your body is weak. Go back and cultivate yourself."

"Master, how is Master?"

The head of the sect sighed heavily, "This day the thunder is overbearing. Junior brother was struck by the lightning, his spiritual veins were blocked, and his spiritual power was completely lost. I'm afraid it will take several months of cultivation to recover."

Jing Yuan lowered his head when he heard the words, and blamed himself very much, "Master, I..."

Xu Jinhou raised his hand to stop him, and comforted him: "You don't have to blame yourself, if you want to come to junior... I won't blame you, don't think too much."

Although the head told him not to blame himself, he was still very guilty that he had harmed the master.

Jing Yuan took a deep breath, the head didn't punish him, but he couldn't pretend that nothing happened, so he invited himself to Siguoya Siguo.

Siguo Cliff has always been the place where Kunlun punished students who made mistakes. The abyss under Siguo Cliff is dark. Even when the sky is shining, the abyss is still shrouded in darkness.

It is said that the treacherous abyss under the cliff is connected to the frightening ancient wasteland.

If someone commits an unforgivable felony, then this person's final destination is this ancient wasteland.

It is rumored that all kinds of extremely ferocious monsters and evil gods were imprisoned in the Eternal Wasteland. No one who entered the Eternal Wasteland could come out alive.

Jing Yuan knelt on the Cliff of Thoughts, his dark eyes stared at the treacherous dark abyss below. For a moment, he felt that the abyss was also staring at him coldly, as if piercing through his appearance. skin, staring at the crazy obsession in his heart.

He knelt on Siguoya for three days. He thought he would wait for the news of Master's punishment. After all, Master has always been strict. I didn't blame him at all, didn't punish him, and let him go back and have a good rest.

He didn't think the head would lie to him, but he also knew the temper of the master, how could...

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He wondered if the master was just out of face, but in fact he didn't forgive him at all in his heart.

After all, he caused Master to lose all his spiritual power, even if Master wanted to beat him up to vent his anger, he would never say anything.

He still understands the principle of respecting teachers.

So he went to Master Frost's Snow White Residence.

This Frostfall White Snow Residence is located in a field of emerald green bamboo, with hundreds of stone steps. It is desolate and lonely all year round, and it is the existence that all the disciples of Kunlun Mountain walk around.

Jing Yuan only comes here at the end of each year when the master inspects the cultivation of the disciples.

Looking at the stone steps, Jing Yuan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, but his pale face was now flushed abnormally.

He gritted his teeth and went up the stairs.

These hundred stone steps, in normal times, he can quickly reach the gate of Frostfall Baixue Residence with a few taps of his toes, but now that his spiritual power is overdrawn, it seems that he has walked these hundred stone steps for centuries.

He stumbled and stumbled all the way until he reached the waning moon and the stars hanging in the sky, and finally came to Frostfall Baixuejuli.

The lights in Master's room had already been extinguished, and he knelt in the courtyard, waiting for Master's punishment.

He was so dizzy that he couldn't tell what time it was.

Then he saw Master push the door and come out in a trance.

Master said to him coldly: "What are you doing here?"

He responded like a puppet on a string, "Master please punish me."

Then he heard his master scold him, and coldly scolded him to leave.

So he stood up in a daze, but at this moment his heart hurt badly, he had difficulty breathing, he was sweating profusely, his feet were soft, and he passed out as soon as his eyes went dark.

After that, the master actually took care of him for one night.

At that time, he felt that Master Xu was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, but he was very kind to his disciples.

So he asked the head of the sect to take care of his master in this frosty white snow where everyone hides like snakes and scorpions, so that he can alleviate a little guilt in his heart.

In the little by little relationship afterwards, the master would pretend to be cold and arrogant and say some words of concern for him, he would inadvertently accommodate his request, he would stand in front of him when others bullied him, and he would take him to see it in person. Old illness, will remember his birthday and give him a precious birthday gift...

Master treated him so well that he couldn't even count them.

Master is like a ray of light, casting a ray of light in his lonely and dark heart, and giving him thoughts and support during the years when he should have walked alone.

During the short year he spent with Master, his heart was warm, hot, and scalding hot.

At this moment, Jing Yuan was standing in Shuangjiang Baixueju, he took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised an arc of joy.

He thought about how long Master would be in seclusion for four years, what to do if Master became bored, so he specially spent one night to go to Yingliu Town at the foot of the mountain to buy a lot of gadgets and various snacks.

He held these things in his arms like holding hard-won treasures.

"Master has always been upright and serious, I don't know if I will like this."

He knocked on Mu Chu's door with a feeling of uneasiness and whispered, "Master..."

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