After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

When the scourge fell, the earth was completely dark, as if returning to the era of chaos.

Su Zhuo stood beside Yun Chen, standing shoulder to shoulder with him in the air, bearing the final scourge together.

The three patriarchs below also looked up one after another, and the patriarch of the Baihu Bai family waved the thunder flag, "All the people present are descendants of gods, so it is impossible to see the younger generation bear this punishment alone, and let the cultivation world Let's see, what are the real four big families!"

Patriarch Bai raised the thunder flag, and a phantom white tiger emerged from the flag, flying into the sky like a hungry tiger rushing for food.

The other two Patriarchs took a look at each, and also sacrificed their magic tools one after another. The Wang family used the dragon pattern whip, and the returning family used the Chongtai seal. The phantom images of their own bodies flew out of the artifacts, shining with various lights.

The phoenix hovering high in the sky raised its head and let out a cry, and merged with the other divine beasts that came, each occupying a piece of heaven and earth, emitting dazzling light.

And it was at this moment that the scourge fell.

"boom--!!!"

It was a force capable of destroying the world, like breaking a dike to release a flood, smashing everything down in one go.

Countless lights flashed, thunder resounded across the entire world, and the situation changed for a moment. The phantoms of the four great beasts flew into the scourge, followed by a burst of sword energy.

"bump--!!"

The sound of huge explosions, the falling sparks, and the flowing fire all over the sky are like some mysterious prayer ceremony.

This scene is so vast and heroic.

Su Rumu stood on the ground, he raised his head and looked into the midair, the fire light passed by his side, but the expression on his face became serious.

His fingers rubbed slightly, his thumb and index finger kept rubbing, at this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He's a smart guy, and has always been an extremely smart guy.

It's just that in front of Su Zhuo, there may be more of a loving side.

The current development is about the same as he expected, Yunchen carried the catastrophe, and the other three masters of the four major families also joined forces, and the Su family's scourge was over.

But there are also accidents, Su Zhuo is an accident.

He really never thought that Su Zhuo would succeed in the fire at this moment, nor did he think that Su Zhuo would really be of the blood of Suzaku.

In this way, he, a person of the pseudo-Suzaku lineage, has no meaning to exist.

Their lineage was originally a joke. They thought that this joke could be hidden, and no one in the world would know about it. Now, there is no way to hide it anymore.

The Su family's scourge has passed, and his mission has finally been completed. Instead of this, he might as well send the other party off.

Su Rumu lowered his head, slowly clenched his palms, and then his eyes moved, his body immediately flew up, and swung his palms towards the person in the air.

At this moment, the scourge had just passed, everyone was more or less injured, and they were all in a mess, and no one was able to react for a while.

Right in front of Su Zhuo, Yun Chen suddenly opened his eyes, he felt it, hugged Su Zhuo, and turned over.

Su Zhuo only saw that he was turning around, he was hugged by Yun Chen, and behind Yun Chen was his father Su Rumu.

Su Rumu's face showed a ruthless look, and that palm was full of true energy, and it hit Yun Chen straight.

"puff--!"

Yun Chen received the palm on his back, leaned forward, pressed Su Zhuo down slowly, spit out a mouthful of blood, several drops fell on Su Zhuo's body.

Su Zhuo opened his eyes wide, almost looking at Su Rumu in surprise.

why?

Why are you doing it!

Just like the previous life!

Su Rumu raised his hand and raised it towards Su Zhuo. Nan Fengling was sucked away from Su Zhuo's hand and returned to Su Rumu's palm again.

Holding the Nanfeng Token in his hand, he stood in the air and watched Su Zhuo and Yun Chen fall slowly, neither sad nor happy, there seemed to be nothing in his eyes, a dead silence.

At that moment, Su Zhuo only saw sadness from Su Rumu.

His father looked like a very pitiful person at the moment.

Just like in the last life, when he walked out of Su's house, when he turned around, the door of Su's house was slowly closed.

His father, standing at the highest pavilion, looked at him without sadness or joy.

When that door closed, it was the moment when their father-son relationship was completely cut off.

At this moment, the Wuqing Dao technique was running wildly again, but it still failed to calm down his emotions.

"cough--"

Su Zhuo coughed up a stream of blood, lost all the energy in his body, and his arms hung down weakly.

This is the sequelae of the ritual of bathing in fire. In the next half a month, he will have no cultivation, and he will be so weak that any monk can kill him.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his pale face looked so fragile.

Yun Chen grabbed the cold light sword, and then stretched out a hand to hug Su Zhuo. At this moment, he was about to reach his limit, and he basically had no strength to fight again.

He has resisted too many scourges, and he also needs a good rest.

He wanted to protect Su Zhuo very much, but there was not much true energy left in his dantian at the moment. He hugged Su Zhuo, turned over and touched the ground with his back, and the two of them fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Yun Chen swallowed the blood in his throat, a white light flashed in his mind, and he didn't recover for a while.

It took a long time for Yun Chen to look at Su Zhuo who was pressing in front of him, and he hugged him, regardless of whether he was seriously injured or not.

"Don't be afraid, Master will protect you."

"Don't be afraid."

He spoke very quietly, almost subconsciously.

Su Zhuo coughed and spit out another mouthful of blood. He had almost no strength in his body and could only allow himself to be embraced by Yun Chen.

He tried his best to look into the air, and found that Su Rumu was fighting with the other three masters. With his strength, he would not be the opponent of those three.

But at this moment, everyone was injured by the scourge, and their strength was greatly reduced, and Su Rumu occupied the top for a while.

Su Zhuo kicked heavily, obviously unable to hold on anymore, he took out the Phoenix Token with difficulty, and used the last bit of true energy to release.

"bump--"

The phoenix token bloomed in midair, forming a small phoenix mark.

Afterwards, Su Zhuo couldn't hold on any longer, closed his eyes and passed out heavily.

In the end, Su Zhuo seemed to hear several cracking sounds, but he wasn't sure what it was, and he couldn't care what it was, because he was too tired, really tired.

He fell into a coma for a long, seemingly long time.

In the drowsiness, he felt unprecedented relaxation, as if he didn't have so much right and wrong.

It's as if nothing happened, and nothing will end.

He seems to have returned to his childhood. At that time, he had a father who loved him so much that he was almost inseparable by his side. He could get whatever he wanted, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Those colorful fragments of memory, in the ruins of time and space, flickered with mottled brilliance like colored lenses, and then shattered little by little.

Dissipated like grains of sand in the ocean.

Su Zhuo opened his eyes in a trance, and what he saw was the roof of the bamboo house. He couldn't recover after looking at it for a long time.

The body felt extremely weak, and there was no strength. The joints of the whole body were slightly aching, especially in the dantian, which was very chaotic, but unexpectedly peaceful.

It is slowly recovering at the moment, and it will take about ten and a half months to resume operation, and during this period, he has no power to restrain the chicken.

Su Zhuo let out a breath, and seemed to wake up.

But at this moment, the bamboo door was opened, and the sunlight from outside fell in with a 'creak' sound, and some dust was floating in the light.

A person came in, that person came with a light, but he couldn't see his face clearly, he stood there, cast a breath-like gaze.

Su Zhuo was dazzled by the sudden white light, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them.

He couldn't see the person clearly, but he could feel that this person was not his master.

He narrowed his eyes, and the man walked towards him, took a few steps, and finally stopped in front of his bed.

At this time, Su Zhuo finally saw the other party clearly.

If it is said that his master, Yunchen, is as beautiful as the moonlight or the snow, then this person, under the moonlight on a spring night, with a cool mist brushing by him inadvertently, is illusory and elusive.

His appearance has no meaning to him, those eyes seem to hide the whole world, and hide behind everything.

He was wearing a silver-gray Taoist robe, with a simple hair crown, and a long golden tassel hanging from his right ear. There were three small jade buttons on the tassel, which fell on his waist and flowed slowly as he walked.

It's like flowing light.

What is different from ordinary people is that he has silver hair, which looks like sparkling light. He looks very young, without a trace of beard, and his chin is very smooth, as if emitting a soft light.

This is a person who cannot be touched.

Inexplicably, Su Zhuo felt that it should be so.

He looked at the person who came, showing some puzzled eyes, while the other person lowered his eyes like spring, "You are seriously injured, and you won't be able to get out of bed for a few days."

"Who are you?" Su Zhuo had never seen this person before, so he was very vigilant.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if a smile appeared, "You have never seen this deity, but this deity knows you. According to your seniority, you have to call this deity Master."

"Master?" Su Zhuo murmured in a low voice.

That is, his master's master?

He naturally knew that there was another master above his master, and it was rumored that he was an immortal, but he heard that he had retreated a long time ago, but the outside world rumored that he had fallen, so he didn't know exactly how it was his master.

But counting his age, this immortal must be a thousand years old.

This, is it still alive?

It's not that Su Zhuo was rude, the lifespan of an ordinary monk is directly proportional to his cultivation base, the higher your cultivation base, the longer your lifespan, but it's not that there is no limit.

The lifespan of a soaring monk like his master is about a thousand years old.

If you step into a demigod, you will be three thousand years old.

The lifespan of ordinary monsters is longer, but [-] years is the limit of many monsters. There are very few monsters that are tens of thousands of years old, just like it is difficult for human monks to have old monsters that are thousands of years old.

No matter how high the cultivation level is, the limit is the limit, and one cannot control oneself at all.

Su Zhuo vaguely remembered that when his master came to worship under the Linyuan Immortal Sect, that immortal was actually hundreds of years old, and his master was certainly not the only disciple under the sect, but until now, his master Almost all of his classmates have perished, and he is the only one left.

And this immortal, is he still alive?

Su Zhuo's eyes fluttered a little, and then he shouted after a long time, "Master, Shizu."

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Good boy."

He leaned over, the golden tassel hanging from his ear, on it was a small sapphire buckle, very small, just enough to fasten the tassel of the rope.

Su Zhuo smelled the fragrance from the other party's body, which was different from his master's cold fragrance, the scent on the other party's body was more calming and elegant.

He stretched out his hand, placed it on Su Zhuo's wrist, pressed his fingers slightly, then released it after a while, and then covered Su Zhuo with a blanket, "Your injury has healed a lot, but your body is very exhausted. Have a good rest."

"Master, where is Master?" Su Zhuo could feel that his body had no strength, he could hardly move, only his fingers could move a little bit.

"He was injured more seriously than you and is recuperating in retreat."

Su Zhuo was a little worried, the scourge was not so easy to resist.

Xu Shi could see Su Zhuo's worry, and the man shook his head slightly, "Don't worry, with his cultivation base, he will be able to leave the customs in a few months."

Su Zhuo looked at the nominal master again. He had never seen this person before, and he only knew about it from the master's words before, but he didn't have any impression at all with a few words.

"Where is this?" Su Zhuo could tell that this was not Jianfeng.

Jianfeng is cold all year round, even in the bamboo house in the bamboo forest, it is cold, unlike here, there is sunshine outside the door, a warm spring.

"The deity's Wufeng."

"Wufeng?" Su Zhuo muttered.

He has never heard of Linyuan Xianzong and Wufeng, but there is a large forbidden area behind the main peak.

"Don't worry, Linyuan Xianzong is safe, you can rest at ease." The man said, and then put his hand on Su Zhuoyan.

Su Zhuo closed his eyes subconsciously, but there was a scent lingering at the tip of his nose, which made him drowsy, so he couldn't help falling asleep quietly.

Then, Xianzun withdrew his hand.

He looked at Su Zhuo who was sleeping soundly, seemed to think of something, turned around and slowly left the room, and then closed the bamboo door.

As soon as he came out, it was a warm spring outside. It was on the top of a mountain, like a backyard, surrounded by bamboo and plum blossoms, and the sun fell through the clouds. There were no high walls, no fences, and there seemed to be no necessary.

He stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the grass, and the wind blew his silver threads, sparkling.

Who gave a low laugh and blended into the warm spring scene.

For the next few days, Su Zhuo lay in bed to recuperate.

His external injuries were only some skin injuries, mainly due to some serious internal injuries, and his weakness after experiencing the ceremony of bathing in fire.

The immortal who claimed to be his ancestor would come here several times a day, but he was often in a coma, which was the protection of his body mechanism, because he was too weak and didn't have much energy to stay awake.

But every day Su Zhuo would try to get up, at first he couldn't move at all, but he could sit up slowly in the past two days, but it was still difficult to get out of bed, his legs had no strength, and it was difficult for him to walk.

Too weak and too tired.

But today, when he was trying to get out of bed, that fairy just opened the door and came in. He stood aside and looked at Su Zhuo.

He didn't make a sound, didn't stop him, but made Su Zhuo stop.

He looked over in confusion, until now he was still somewhat wary of this immortal.

The other party looked at him for a while, then went out and pushed a wheelchair over, put it beside the bed, and asked him, "Do you need help from the deity."

Su Zhuo shook his head, and went to the wheelchair. There was no strength in his waist, and he fell directly from the bed. The immortal stepped forward, just to support Su Zhuo who fell down, and then put him on the wheelchair.

"Thank you, master." Su Zhuo said in a complicated way.

He hates himself who is weak and powerless at the moment, as if everything needs to depend on others.

And that immortal venerable just pushed him out slowly.

At this moment, the spring/color outside is just right, the sun is very warm, even if it falls on the face, it will not feel hot, there is wind blowing around, Su Zhuo has not got out of bed for several days, and he is somewhat nostalgic for this scenery.

A small white butterfly fluttered its wings and slowly flew from the next flower to Su Zhuo's finger.

Su Zhuo moved his fingers slightly, but the little butterfly didn't seem to be afraid, so he stopped and didn't leave.

Su Zhuo raised his hand, he shook his finger, the little butterfly let go of it, and then slowly flew towards the plum blossom next to him.

Plum blossoms have always bloomed in bitter cold places, and will not bloom in spring.

Therefore, the plum blossoms here are extraordinarily weird.

Two petals of the bright red plum blossom were blown down by the wind, but the fairy stretched out his hand to catch it.

He put his palm in front of his nose and sniffed lightly, "The scattered pieces are turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

Su Zhuo said nothing, he just looked at the scenery in front of him, and then lowered his head after coming for a while, "Master, is Master retreating at Jianfeng?"

He is still Sword Master's disciple, so he should return to Jianfeng.

"nature."

"The disciple wants to go back to Jianfeng."

"After your body recovers, the deity will send you back."

Su Zhuo didn't speak again, he and the immortal didn't talk much, and they really didn't have much in common.

I don't understand, I am not familiar with it, so I am naturally not enthusiastic.

With his current physical condition, it will take at least a few days to recover, but he has been lying in bed for several days, and he doesn't like lying in bed like a disabled person every day.

"Are you worried about your master?" the immortal asked.

Su Zhuo recalled the previous events, "The master was implicated by me, and the disciple felt guilty."

"This disciple of mine was already famous when he joined the deity's sect. He knew that he had a high xinxing. At that time, I was also busy with retreats, and the relationship between me and him as a teacher and student was two points thinner."

Su Zhuo was a little puzzled, he still remembered that his master told him that the master would blow on the wound when he was in pain.

But thinking about it, this immortal doesn't look like a person who can blow wounds.

His master lied to him again.

"After the deity came out of retreat, I found that he had become the sword master of the world, and he had established himself a long time ago. After thinking about it, the deity owed him two points in the end."

"Master has never cared about you, Master."

Su Zhuo thought of himself, in the last life, did that sword master treat him as coldly as the immortal master treats his master?

But his master didn't seem to care about it.

"The deity knows that Yun Chen is a lonely person, and he just wanted to use the name of the deity to get an identity to take root in the cultivation world." Said the deity, and then set his sights on Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo has no emotions, he has always been like this, after practicing the ruthless way, the whole person looks even more deserted.

Xianzun stretched out his hand and took off a plum petal that fell on Su Zhuo's hair.

As soon as his hand approached, Su Zhuo noticed and raised his hand to resist.

"There is something on your head." Xianzun said, then slowly took off the plum blossom, and put it in Su Zhuo's hand.

Su Zhuo's eyes are still full of vigilance, because since he woke up, he has only seen the other party, and the other party told him everything.

He had to be on his guard.

But Xianzun didn't seem to care at all, he shifted his gaze to the distance, "Actually, when I accepted Yun Chen back then, I also had some selfishness in it."

"What?" Su Zhuo asked.

"Yunchen is actually a bit like the deity."

Su Zhuo turned around on Xianzun's body, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think it looked like it.

His master is the sword master, and even Jianfeng is cold.

But the Immortal Venerable in front of him is different, he looks a little gentle, but illusory.

It's not like that by any means.

"You don't believe it?" Xianzun looked at Su Zhuo with a funny face.

Su Zhuo didn't argue, "Master said yes, so it is."

Immortal Venerable raised his eyes, not knowing where he was looking, only his voice sounded slowly, "It looks like it."

Pausing for a moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and continued.

"For example, if Yun Chen likes it, the deity also likes it."

Su Zhuo didn't understand very well. His master seemed to have nothing to like in these years.

But he doesn't understand his master either, he didn't understand it in the last life, and he doesn't seem to understand it very well in this life.

"You've been staying in the house, you must be bored, I found someone to talk to you today." Xianzun asked Su Zhuo to look forward.

Sure enough, a person came slowly in front of him, that person was eight feet tall, smelled of blood all over his body, the knife mark on his cheek trembled slightly, he looked frightening, like some kind of evil spirit.

Su Zhuo was a little surprised, "Master Zhanfeng?"

He subconsciously looked at Xianzun, "Could it be that Master Zhanfeng was the one who protected me before?"

When Su Zhuo was planning Tianlin Secret Realm from Linyuan Xianzong, the master Zhanfeng followed him all the time, saying that he was entrusted by others. At that time, he thought it was his master, and later he thought it was his father. no.

Didn't expect to be the ancestor of Xianzun?

Immortal Venerable nodded, "I still have some things to do, he will chat with you, and let him send you back to rest when you are tired."

While speaking, the peak master Zhanfeng also came in front of him, and he clasped his fists in salute to the Immortal Venerable, "Liuguang Immortal Venerable."

Immortal Liu Guang nodded, "You stay with him, and give him whatever he wants."

"Yes." Master Zhanfeng didn't raise his head.

After finishing the order, the Immortal Venerable turned around and left, not knowing where he went.

Su Zhuo waited until Liuguang Immortal Venerable disappeared, then looked at Zhanfeng Peak Master, "Is Master Liuguang Immortal Venerable called by the outside world?"

The master of Zhanfeng also waited until the person disappeared, and then let out a sigh of relief. He looked quite unhappy. These days, those who fight have to be called to chat with others, "Why, don't you know? That's right, Liu Guang When Immortal Venerable became famous, I was just a kid playing with mud. At that time, Immortal Venerable Liu Guang beheaded and killed the three major demon kings in the demon world by himself. Thought he was gone."

"Since he has not fallen, why has Immortal Venerable Liuguang never shown up?"

Master Zhan Feng chose a piece of clean grass, and then sat down, sitting next to Su Zhuo. He was big, and he was about the same height as Su Zhuo after sitting down. By the way, I thought he was dead long ago, but he is still alive, like an old monster, and now I am his designated handyman."

Su Zhuo remembered the last time when the Lord Zhanfeng protected him, and nodded slightly in agreement, "You have worked hard."

Master Zhanfeng waved his hands with an indescribable expression, "It's not hard work, life is hard."

The author has something to say: Pre-received article: "Emperor Brother"

Copywriting: Su Jiu always thought that he was not so annoying, the second brother was very kind to him, and the fourth brother often came to visit him. Although the father was busy, he would occasionally give him things until the prince brought someone to force the palace. , he was pushed out by everyone as a scapegoat.

One by one, he was blamed for all the crimes, and when he looked around, he was completely indifferent.

The second brother said: "It's just a dog. Do you really think you are brothers with us?"

Brother Sihuang said: It's really funny when my brother kneels on the ground and barks, hahahaha!

The emperor said: You are a rebellious son!If I had known today, I should have strangled you!

Under the eyes of everyone, he raised his sword and slayed himself, and finally ended the life that everyone hated, but he turned into a ghost and hovered in the hall, refusing to disperse. He saw the prince who had always been aloof and arrogant, hugging his bones and weeping bitterly for the first time. .

Then he was reborn, back to the time when he was only seven years old, and when he met the second emperor brother for the first time, the second emperor brother held a small wooden bird and asked him gently if he liked it?

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