The old Gong who died for the world is back

The night on the top of Tianxuan Peak is really cold.

Especially in Yan Tong's room, the interior decoration is simple, there is not even a cupboard to block the wind, and the doors and windows are still ventilated.

The quilt on the bed was very thin, Yan Tong didn't take off his clothes when he fell asleep, and rolled up the quilt tightly, but it still couldn't resist the severe cold of the night.

Fortunately, he didn't fall asleep in the first half of the night, but fell asleep in a daze in the second half of the night, and woke up suddenly, feeling that his whole body was hot.

hallucinations.

He might soon become the only disciple of the head of Linxian Sect who was frozen to death.

The child on the bed got up ignorantly, probably frozen through, and another gust of cold wind blew in, but he didn't feel particularly cold, he just shook his body slightly, hugged himself tightly, and got out of bed.

He staggered out the door, the night in Tianxuan Peak was not only cold, but also very dark, and the lights in the two rooms next to him were turned off.

Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing were still practicing Qi, and needed to sleep just like ordinary people, Yan Tong came to the door of the two, and found that their doors and windows were closed, and there were straws in the gaps between the windows, blocking the gaps tightly.

He yelled outside the door, but there was no movement inside. He knocked on the door, but no one responded.

A monk in the qi training period should not be so ignorant even if he is asleep. These two people must have done it on purpose. They felt that it was cold outside and they didn't want to come out to take care of their little brother.

Yan Tong was still young, and he couldn't tell the difference between good and evil in the world. He couldn't feel anything when he was rejected. He bit his numb fingertips and stumbled forward.

In the room, Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing did not sleep, their doors and windows were tightly sealed, and they lit a stove in the hall. Not only was the room warm as spring, but it was also much warmer than outside.

The two brothers lay down on the bed, Feng Langxing was a little worried: "Why don't you go out and have a look, what if something happens?"

Feng Langyue fell into a drowsy sleep, she didn't even like to open her eyes: "At least it was brought back by Master, so what could happen? We'll talk about it tomorrow."

He still doesn't understand Master's temperament?What kind of apprentice is just a puppy picked up from outside. If he really cares, can he go to retreat by himself on the first day he takes his junior back to the master's gate?

Things that Master doesn't care about, what do they worry about.

Feng Langxing thought about it, and it was the same reason. Besides, it was too cold outside, so he really didn't want to go out.

Feng Langxing shrank into the warm quilt and closed his eyes.

On the other hand, Xiao Youci's situation was not as easy as the two brothers thought. He had indeed retreated, and he was forced to retreat.

Xiao Youci had inner demons, which had existed from a very early age, and at first they only affected his cultivation, allowing his cultivation to stay at Foundation Establishment all year round.

It's not important, what's important is that later, when his master passed away, in order to fight against Di Tian, ​​he taught Xiao Youci his whole life's cultivation. The higher the desire, the more tyrannical the demon.

A few years ago, Xiao Youci had the feeling that he couldn't suppress it.

Once the seal of Lingchuan was broken, it was like a key to unlock the long embankment of thousands of miles. The embankment collapsed, and Xiao Youci could no longer fight. The time of return is also the time when the demons are rampant.

He wants to work hard on his little spiritual energy to suppress the demons in his heart.

But where did the devil come from, why did he come, and where did he hide, Xiao Youci had no idea.

The meridians and dantian are full of pure and upright aura, and the Nascent Soul is also normal.

Xiao Youci was very annoying.

This thing has been fanning the flames and trying to control his body, affecting his actions everywhere.

The more annoyed he was, the more sluggish the movement of the aura became. From dawn to dusk, not only did he not improve, but his cultivation seemed to disappear faintly.

Xiao Youci's patience is not very good, but the heart demon is still whispering in his ears: "Do you hate? Do you resent? Your senior brother broke the seal, and you must be the first to kill... Isn't this Linxianmen his favorite?" Do you value the most cherished thing? If you destroy it, Shi Jianfeng will not listen to your discipline and kill him..."

"What ability does Jiang Zhiyan have, why can he overwhelm you in Linxianmen? Compared with him, how can you not be good?"

"Master favored him back then, and the disciples in Linxian Sect loved him even more. Now that he is dead, they still refuse to accept you...Kill them and let Jiang Zhiyan see, his family and friends have died tragically! "

Its tone was soft, with a deceptive resentment, Xiao Youci had resentment towards Jiang Zhiyan in the first place, but being teased by him like this made him even more angry.

Beside him, Heartbroken Yanshu sensed his master's irritability, soared into the air, and danced wildly in the cave, venting Xiao Youci's uncontrollable true power.

The sword blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, left a series of sword marks on the stone wall of the cave. These sword marks overlapped, some new and some old, obviously accumulated slowly from many years ago.

Xiao Youci was furious and brushed his sleeves, and said sullenly: "Shut up!"

He refuted the inner demon, and the corners of his lips immediately overflowed with a touch of red. Xiao Youci was seriously injured, but he refused to stop, but continued to scold him angrily: "What does the enmity between me and Jiang Zhiyan have to do with you?!"

He tricked Jiang Zhiyan into Jiangshan's exquisite mirror to die, but it was based on his own heart, not controlled by some demon!

He just wanted Jiang Zhiyan to die!

Is there any need for this demonic nonsense?What kind of thing is it, and it also wants to control his body?Confused his mind?

Xiao Youci opened his eyes, the dark pupils were already blood red.

The mocking laughter of the inner demon sounded in my ears, it seemed to be saying, Xiao Youci, you know why you tricked Jiang Zhiyan into death, your words can fool those mortals, you can fool the monks all over the world, but you can’t fool Own.

Xiao Youci's mind was shocked, and he spit out another mouthful of blood, his eyes continued to lose sight, and he was about to be controlled by the inner demon, and he went crazy——

Suddenly there was a slight movement at the door, and Xiao Youci's movements stopped instantly. His red eyes had lost focus, but he still looked at the door of the cave: "Who?!"

The back mountain of Tianxuan Peak does not allow anyone to enter, Xiao Youci's closed cave has no door, and beside the rough mountain wall, a small group of black people poked their heads timidly.

Xiao Youci confronted the inner demon, and his body and mind were in the most tense state. This slight movement aroused Xiao Youci's considerable reaction. Before the other party had time to show his face, he waved his sleeves and sent a beam of true power over. But there was a muffled grunt, and a child was knocked off the cliff.

Xiao Youci's red eyes froze slightly, and his mind returned.

Just woke up, and frowned again.

No, his unlucky apprentice was knocked off the cliff by him.

……

Yan Tong was so cold that he couldn't sleep, he went out to look for his two senior brothers, but the two senior brothers ignored him, he had no choice but to stumble outside.

The wind in the middle of the night whipped up the remaining snow on the ground, which confused his eyes. He walked and walked, and for some reason, he came to the back mountain.

There is a small road in the back mountain, leading to the cave where Xiao Youci retreated. He didn't know what that road was for, so he walked along the mountain road in a daze.

Then came to the entrance of a cave, there was some movement inside, and the wind blowing from inside was warm.

Like a small animal greedy for sunlight, Yan Tong approached the entrance of the cave just like that.

There was no light in the cave, only the bright moonlight shone in from outside. He saw his master sitting in the cave, with a few blood-red plum blossoms spread out on his white clothes, and his slender wrists were covered with bruises from his own pinching. His face was full of gloom, and the most important thing was that pair of eyes, which turned out to be blood red when the moonlight shone on them!

The child didn't know what the red eyes meant to a monk, he just felt that the master's aura had completely changed.

In the mortal world, he was a little cold, a little tired, and didn't like to talk to people, but most of the time he was easy to get along with.

Because he is too lazy to argue with others, Yan Tong can also see that his master is different from other people. The way he looks at mortals is the same as when he looks at flowers, plants, flowers, birds, insects and animals. They are cold and have no warmth.

He is so lofty, he doesn't care about anyone, and he doesn't bother to stain any color, white, cold, light.

But at this time Xiao Youci was stained with a shrill red, like a fire without temperature, burning him, the more it burned, the colder it became, it was obviously boiling, but he could only feel the cold that pierced his heart .

Yan Tong unconsciously wanted to get close to him, the flame that pierced his heart was fatally attractive, and he couldn't avoid his eyes.

But as soon as he showed his head, he was discovered by the master, and those red eyes looked at him. He was stiff from the beginning to the end, and he froze in place, watching the zhenqi blowing over him.

The true energy entered his chest, it hurt so badly.

The pain made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

is warm.

Yan Tong's body fell backwards, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was lying in Master's arms.

The person who was wrapped in flames and burned to the point of freezing... his hands were actually warm.

"woke up?"

Xiao Youci lowered his head, and took a casual look at his hapless apprentice: "Didn't I tell you that I'm going to retreat, and I'm not allowed to come to the back mountain to disturb you?"

He couldn't understand how his unlucky apprentice was sometimes smart and sometimes stupid.

If you pick him up, can you help him go to the Qingjun Conference to deal with the errands?Don't raise it for ten years, and finally find out that you are still a fool, right?

But he saw his little apprentice covering his chest, humming and chirping against his chest, and whispered: "Master, it's so cold in the house."

cold?

Xiao Youci was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care about the child's small movements. Yan Tong was so light that he could hug him with one hand.

Xiao Youci got up, hugged the little apprentice in one hand, and held the Heartbroken Smoke Tree in the other, and said, "Didn't Feng Langyue light the brazier for you?"

Yan Tong raised his head: "Master, what is a brazier?"

Xiao Youci frowned, and instantly understood what was going on.