Heaven is here to torture me

"Headmaster is here!"

After a while, Xu Zixuan appeared at the entrance of the cave, wearing a cool white Taoist robe, with Luo Nianshan and Zhan Tianyun standing beside him.

Luo Nianshan and Zhan Tianyun are both tall and big, one is gentle and the other is Xiao Sha, but they make Xu Zixuan extremely petite and slender.

Xu Zixuan gave some encouragement with a blank face, his eyes swept over the many obsessed disciples in the audience, and finally turned his attention to Ning Shuyi, or more precisely, to Lu Qingzhou who was on Ning Shuyi's shoulder.

Lu Qingzhou felt an eager gaze, looked up, and met Xu Zixuan's eyes.

The corners of Xu Zixuan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a stunning smile, which made all the disciples present in a daze, and then grinned stupidly.

But soon, they discovered that the Sect Leader's eyes were only focused on one person.

Not only that, but the elder brother Luo Nianshan on the side was clasping his fists and bowing to Ning Shu, showing great respect; even Zhan Fengzhu, who has always been extremely strict with others, seemed to have a hint of approval when he looked at Ning Shu , nodded slightly towards him.

The three admirers in the hearts of Jian Lingfeng's younger generation are all so optimistic about Ning Shuyi! ?

For a while, many disciples cast all kinds of mixed looks at Ning Shu, some were jealous, some were dissatisfied, some were amazed...

Wang Shu clenched his fists and stared fiercely at Ning Shuyi who was standing in front of him because of his "seniority", but Ning Shuyi turned around and blinked at him, making a grimace.

"This boy..." Wang Shu managed to hold back the anger, only to hear Xu Zixuan yell from above: "Thank you, old ancestor, for blessing the descendants!"

All the disciples bowed and bowed, only Ning Shu stood upright on the field.

Lu Qingzhou scratched Ning Shuyi, and Ning Shuyi casually bowed his hands in a casual bow, with an extremely perfunctory attitude.

"Dare to be disrespectful to the ancestor, and he will look good to you later!" Seeing this, several disciples in the back row of Ning Shu secretly sneered, "It seems that we will win soon."

"Silent!" Xu Zixuan glanced over coldly, and then the audience returned to silence.

Xu Zixuan glanced at Ning Shu with dissatisfaction, but Ning Shu stared back "innocently" as if he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Xu Zixuan had nothing to do with him, he simply ignored him, turned around and waved lightly at the cave with the jade left by Baili Chongshan.

A faint green light emerged from the jade, illuminating the entire entrance of the cave, but soon dimmed again.

"The cave has been opened, you should enter in batches, don't make any noise!" Zhan Tianyun shouted coldly, directing the disciples to enter the cave one by one.

As "Master Uncle", Ning Shuyi was naturally the first batch to enter the cave, along with Lu Qingzhou, Wang Shu and others in the same batch.

The moment he stepped into the cave, Lu Qingzhou's eyes went dark, and he immediately realized that he had lost contact with Ning Shuyi, and even the familiar smell of Ning Shuyi disappeared.

This place is probably thousands of small spaces set up by Master...

"Since I'm here, I'll answer the question of the deity..." In the darkness, a cold and familiar voice suddenly sounded. Lu Qingzhou moved his ears, raised his head, and saw a few sporadic lights floating in the sky.

"What is your most powerful weapon?"

Lu Qingzhou flicked his tail, stood up in human form, and bowed respectfully to the light.

This worship is full of all his longing and admiration over the past few decades.

To be able to hear Master's voice here is already the greatest blessing for him.

"Back to Master," he replied earnestly with sparkling eyes, "Yes..."

Outside the cave mansion, Xu Zixuan, Luo Nianshan and Zhan Tianyun stood in front of the jade screen, watching the densely packed names on the ground floor surging like black waves.

"I don't know how many floors the newly recruited juniors and juniors can break through this year?" Luo Nianshan said with a smile, "The best result among the newcomers last time was Junior Wang Shu, who broke through the fourth floor the first time he entered the cave. I'm afraid this year He can go to the next level.”

"Why don't you try again?" Zhan Tianyun glanced at Luo Nianshan, "I remember that you entered the cave for the first time ten years ago, and directly broke through the fifth floor. If you can continue to try, you can go one step further."

"Uncle Master is awesome! This disciple is not skilled, it is a fluke to be able to break through the fifth floor." Luo Nianshan secretly looked at Xu Zixuan, his eyes were full of respect and admiration.

The cave left by the ancestor of Baili Chongshan was actually set up for sword cultivators. There is no danger in climbing all the way, but there are all kinds of strange problems waiting for them, all related to the way of swordsmanship, which will help sword cultivators hone their skills. Kenshin.

The higher you go, the greater the test of the practitioner's Taoism. Although there are many participants, there are only a handful of people who can break through the third floor each time.

At present, the highest breakthrough in this cave is the eighth floor of Zhan Tianyun, followed by Xu Zixuan who is a formation cultivator but has practiced a clear water sword, reaching the seventh floor.

"Someone has moved! It has moved!" The disciple standing in front of the jade screen suddenly exclaimed, and saw several names floating up almost at the same time, moving towards the upper floor.

Both Wang Shu and Ning Shu were on the list of promotions, but a strange name suddenly floated in front of everyone's eyes, and they climbed up the second and third floors without any resistance at all...

"Axue?" The disciple was confused for a while, "Which senior brother left this name, why is it so weird? Is it his real name?"

"Axue?" Xu Zixuan felt as if he had heard this name somewhere, and what flashed in his mind was that cute kitten as white as snow.

How can a cat be so lucky?

That's probably not an ordinary cat...

Could it be a civet?

After half a day, most of the disciples had been sent out of the cave, and the names still on the jade screen became less and less, only three or four remained.

But "Axue" was still far ahead, reaching the eighth floor first.Wang Shu and Ning Shu stayed on the fifth floor together.

After the disciples woke up, they all sat around in front of the jade screen, their eyes wide open, and they were very nervous.

Not to support which one, but to worry about my own pocketbook.They all bet on Wang Shu to win. They thought there was no risk and they could win, but they didn't expect that guy who only had the third level of Qi Refining could actually reach the fifth floor!

What kind of monster is he!

"It's moving!" An exclamation made everyone's hearts stop for a moment, and even Xu Zixuan couldn't help looking down at the audience.

The huge jade screen was empty, and in the area on the fifth floor, the two names trembled together.

Suddenly, a name disappeared from the screen.

With a "bang", a figure flew out of the cave and was caught by the disciples outside.

"It's Senior Brother Wang Shu!"

"what!?"

The crowd gathered around in disbelief, and found that the one who was ejected and fell asleep was indeed Wang Shu.

Wang Shu's face was slightly pale, and after being rubbed by everyone, he finally regained consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he jumped up from the ground, pushed aside the crowd, and looked towards Yuping.

When he saw the words "Ning Shu Yi" breaking through the fifth floor, and then easily crossing the sixth and seventh floors, Wang Shu's energy and blood rushed to his heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Unexpectedly, he could really reach the eighth floor..." Xu Zixuan muttered softly, frowning slightly, "I just don't know if he can see it on the eighth floor..."

"Master, is there something on the eighth floor?" Luo Nianshan didn't understand what it meant, and Zhan Yuntian explained: "The eighth floor has a psychic method left by the ancestors back then. Only' Only the inheritor of the Lieyang Sword can touch it. But what will happen after touching it, I don't know."

"Could this cat also..." Luo Nianshan glanced at the dazzling name on the jade screen, then shook his head to get rid of this absurd thought.

A cat can go to the eighth floor, perhaps only because it has a simple mind and fits the eyes of the ancestors.But how can a cat know the "Fire Sun Sword"?I was really stunned.

On the eighth floor of the Patriarch's Cave Mansion, the originally dark answering space was turned into a bamboo courtyard, and a sword stood on the open space in the bamboo courtyard.

The first time Lu Qingzhou opened his eyes, he saw the green rapier, and couldn't help but walked forward and pulled it out of the rock.

"Qing Ling? Is that you?"

Lu Qingzhou caressed the Qingling Sword fondly, as if a lost treasure was found again.

The Qingling Sword is a celestial weapon created by Master himself for him.

At that time, he was flattered, and after receiving the Qingling Sword, he refined it into his natal weapon.

During his lifetime, the Qingling Sword was always by his side, slaying demons and demons, and helping justice, until the end of his life...

"Zhouer?"

Suddenly, a cold male voice resounded out of nowhere, stirring the string that had been silent for a long time in Lu Qingzhou's heart.

He suddenly raised his head, only to see a tall and thin white figure appearing in front of him, with white clothes better than snow, silky hair, and a face as white as if he could not see a trace of blood, but his eyes were covered with a black cloth, which was already The only "color" in his whole body.

"Master... Master?" Lu Qingzhou's voice was hoarse, and there were bursts of sourness from the tip of his nose.

His steps changed from hesitation to swiftness, like a child who had been away from home for a long time, suddenly returned to his hometown, couldn't help rushing forward, and in a few steps he ran to the front of Baili Zhongshan.

"The disciple pays respect to the master!"

Lu Qingzhou was about to bow down, but was supported by those snow-white jade hands. When he raised his eyes, Baili Chongshan's usually indifferent face was close at hand.

"It really is you..." Baili Chongshan reached out and gently touched Lu Qingzhou's cheek, his pale lips parted slightly, and his voice was a bit choked, "Are you... all right?"

The touch from the fingertips is slightly cold, but what is transmitted to the heart is a little bit of warmth.

At this moment, Lu Qingzhou felt that the master in front of him was a little strange.

His master Baili Chongshan is the only person in the world who can listen to the teachings of the way of heaven, and is also the person who is closest to the way of heaven, so he is called "the man of destiny".

Baili Chongshan cultivated the way of ruthlessness, should be ruthless and desireless, and have little popularity, but for some reason, he picked up Lu Qingzhou, who was an orphan, and took him as his only disciple.

In addition to fulfilling his duties as a teacher, preaching, accepting karma and resolving doubts, Baili Chongshan has always been indifferent to him, and he is also indifferent to his actions.

Even when he was forced to leave the sect back then, Baili Zhongshan still cherished ink like gold, with a deadpan face, and just told him to "do it for himself".

There was no anger, no disappointment, as if his departure hadn't affected him at all.

Lu Qingzhou knew that Master's indifference stemmed from his Dao heart, so he never complained.

It's just that when he left the teacher's gate and kowtowed farewell to Baili Chongshan, his eyes were rarely red, and he felt sad, feeling like an abandoned orphan, and he was alone without roots.

Since then, he has never seen Baili Chongshan again.

He guessed that the master in front of him who cared about him might just be an "ideal" in his heart, just a dream created according to the desire in his heart.

But even if it was a dream, he was willing to immerse himself in it.After all, Master has never treated me so kindly before...

The dream was sweet and warm, and Lu Qingzhou, who was extremely lacking in family affection, was intoxicated by it, until there was an explosion in his ear like a thunder.

"Let him go!"