The old Gong who died for the world is back

Yan Tong looked deeply at Xiao Youci.

He held Xiao Youci up just now, feeling that his wrist was very cold.

Yan Tong said slowly: "Master, I look at your complexion, it seems that you are not very good? But what troubles have you encountered in your cultivation recently? If so, I am not in a hurry to form a pill, and it is fine to protect me after Master rests. "

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Youci's face turned ugly.

But he didn't say anything, just said indifferently: "The Qingjun Conference is half a year later, I want you to compete with other sect disciples in the Qingjun Conference, the sooner you build the alchemy, the better."

As Xiao Youci spoke, he paused: "You don't have to worry about protecting the Dharma, I will ask other people to protect the Dharma for you."

Yan Tong is a pure spirit, and his future is limitless, so many people are willing to sell this favor.

Xiao Youci thought the arrangements were all right, but unexpectedly, Yan Tong said, "But I don't want someone else to protect the Dharma, I just want Master to come."

Xiao Youci frowned, he got up, took a step forward, and saw the expression on Yan Tong's face clearly—his little apprentice didn't hide it, and the hotness in his eyes was clear at a glance.

That look made Xiao Youci's heart tremble.

After Xiao Youci gave birth to this skin, there would always be people without eyes looking at him with greedy eyes. He was used to it. Whoever looked at him would goug out that person's eyes. Take a look and goug out a pair.

If anyone who doesn't have eyes wants to talk to him, he will cut off his limbs and cut off his head.

But now this look appeared on his apprentice.

However, his apprentice didn't seem to notice anything, his eyes were hot, but his expression was innocent: "Master, I heard that the auras of the same sect match, the quality of the golden pills built is better, and the cultivation will be smoother in the future. I just want you to help I protect the law."

His little apprentice probably thought he was hiding it well, but his eyes had already betrayed him.

Xiao Youci was silent for a rare moment, and tried to persuade Yan Tong with reason: "I will invite other elders from Linxianmen to protect the Dharma for you. It will affect the quality of the golden elixir."

Yan Tong refused, he stood up and said eagerly: "Master, I just want you to protect me!"

Xiao Youci glanced at him, got up and walked out: "Don't mess around!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Tong took a step forward and grabbed Xiao Youci's wrist—he was too young to hide his thoughts at all, his movements were urgent and dry, and he used a lot of strength, Xiao Youci was pulled by him staggered.

His cultivation base did not recover, and he almost fell into Yan Tong's arms like this.

This time, it can be said to be offensive.

Xiao Youci finally got angry. He felt that he had enough patience with Yan Tong, but some people seemed to be born ignorant of restraint, and they kept offending again and again!

Xiao Youci waved his sleeves angrily, shook off Yan Tong's hand, and scolded angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Yan Tong was woken up by his sound, and finally realized what he had done just now, his face was pale, and he took two steps back.

Xiao Youci looked at him coldly: "I see that you have been down the mountain for two years. You don't know how high the sky is and the earth is thick. If the teacher said that he would not protect you, he would not protect you. There is too much nonsense. Get out and kneel!"

After speaking, without giving Yan Tong a chance to react, he walked out alone.

The moonlight in the courtyard was like water, and the breeze blew through the peach trees, and the peach-pink petals fell on the ground, so that the ground could not be seen.

Xiao Youci didn't know where he went, Yan Tong came out of the house with a sad face, and knelt on the ground with a "plop".

The moonlight fell on him, making his face paler and paler.

……

However, his heart was completely different from the desolation he showed on the surface. He was very calm, even a little too calm.

It would have been better if it wasn't for another gloating voice in his heart that kept laughing at him.

"Why did you say those words to make him angry, and you were kicked out to kneel as a punishment? It's a shame."

"I said, it's not like you can't beat your junior brother, just go for it if you like it, and there's nothing wrong with it."

"..."

If it wasn't for something, Jiang Zhiyan really wanted to die with this devil.

This unlucky devil kept nagging in his ears, from dark to dawn, and at the end, Jiang Zhiyan couldn't bear it any longer, and whispered: "Shut up."

"Your Excellency has been sealed for thousands of years, why are you still so noisy!"

"You are so clever, you have been buried underground for thousands of years, and no one has come to dig you up."

"..."

The devil who was hurt by each other finally shut up, deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, he said unwillingly: "I have a wife..."

Although he no longer remembers who his wife is, she probably died and reincarnated several times.

……

Yan Tong knelt until the next day when the sky was bright, Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing went out yawning, and saw him kneeling in the middle of the yard.

The petals fell all over.

Feng Langyue was stunned, and after several glances, she was sure that the person kneeling in the yard was Yan Tong.

He stepped forward curiously: "Junior brother, when did you come back?"

How can you kneel here?

He wanted to ask the second half of the sentence, but he swallowed it back. There was no one else on Tianxuan Peak this day, and Xiao Youci was the only one who could punish Yan Tong to kneel.

Feng Langyue gloated instantly: "Junior Brother, are you making Master unhappy?"

Jiang Zhiyan raised his head and looked carefully at the cheap senior brother in front of him—he hasn't gotten rid of Qi training for so many years, his body has undergone a slight change, he looks more mature, and the frivolous youthful spirit he used to have faded a lot.

But it was still so unpleasant, especially the way he looked at Xiao Youci.

If it wasn't for Xiao Youci's coldness enough to keep out all messy thoughts, Jiang Zhiyan wouldn't be able to be his junior for so many years in peace.

But the superficial peace still needs to be maintained, Jiang Zhiyan smiled miserably: "I came back late yesterday and made Master angry."

Feng Langyue patted him on the shoulder very understandingly, and said: "It's okay, Master won't bother with you because of these trivial matters. If you kneel for a hundred or eighty days, he will calm down."

Jiang Zhiyan: "..."

Feng Langyue yawned and went to eat, Jiang Zhiyan knelt until noon before he got the news and told him to get up.

Xiao Youci did not show up.

Ditian gloated and said, "As you wish, your junior brother is angry with you."

Jiang Zhiyan didn't answer, he descended the mountain with a depressed body, and just as he reached the door of the elder hall, he bumped into an acquaintance.

It was the little junior sister who was rescued by him when he was practicing at the foot of the mountain. Her name was Lingyin, and she was from Yuheng Peak.

She went up to chat with Jiang Zhiyan, but Jiang Zhiyan didn't answer and seemed not in a good mood.

Lingyin was very concerned about him: "Did you quarrel with someone? Why do you look so unhappy?"

Jiang Zhiyan forced a smile: "It's nothing, I didn't rest well last night, I'm tired."

Lingyin said: "Did we waste your time by dragging you to talk for too long yesterday?"

As she spoke, she remembered another matter, and worried: "Is your master unhappy?"

She is a junior in the sect, so she doesn't have much chance to meet Xiao Youci face to face, and she rarely sees Xiao Youci, but only watches from a distance. The headmaster Xiao is a very cold person at first glance, and everyone says he has a bad temper not good.

Jiang Zhiyan's smile seemed even more forced: "It's nothing, it's none of your business."

This is the default that Master is not happy.

Lingyin frowned: "You just said a few more words to your fellow apprentice brothers, and you didn't do anything serious. Why is he angry?"

She had heard about it a long time ago. Yan Tong learned how to read and write in Qingzhu Academy during these years on Tianxuan Peak. He cultivated himself through self-taught skills. He became a golden elixir at the age of 15. Where can I find such a good apprentice? ?

What else is Xiao Youci dissatisfied with?

Even such trivial things have to be preoccupied.

Lingyin defended Jiang Zhiyan's injustice, but Jiang Zhiyan didn't want to say more, so he left in a hurry and went down the mountain.

……

On the other side, Xiao Youci fell into a nightmare again.

Without cultivation, he needs to sleep at a fixed time like ordinary people, and when he sleeps, he will dream.

Instead of dreaming about his senior brother, he kept dreaming about a river.

The river water is no different from the river water, both are shallow rocky beaches and reeds, but Xiao Youci knows that the name of this river is Huchi River.

In the dream, he was a child, living beside the Huchi River, with both parents, grandparents, and a younger brother who was nursing.

Life in the village was very hard. His parents traveled between the village and Dai County, so they had no time to take care of him, so he often played alone by the river.

He dreamed that he was pushed into the water many times, and climbed up by himself in embarrassment.

He also dreamed that children in the village threw small stones at him, calling him a disaster star, and Xiao Youci was often beaten to the point of bleeding.

These dreams are too real, just like the hallucination Xiao Youci saw when he took Yan Tong to his house to find his younger brother. When he woke up, his whole body was full of suffocating despair, as if he was really pushed down by someone Like water.

But he is the head of Linxian Sect, even if he lost his cultivation, he wouldn't be so embarrassed by a few children.

There has never been such an ignorant brat in Linxianmen.

Where do these feelings come from?

The more Xiao Youci thought about it, the more confused he became. He began to think about that Huchi River repeatedly, thinking about everything by the river, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Every time I woke up from a nightmare, I was sweating profusely.

Xiao Youci sank into nightmares and inner demons every day, and even forgot about his apprentice's return to the sect.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed.

On this day, news came from the Elder Hall that Di Tian had been found.

He immediately went to the Presbyterian Hall. In the center of the hall, a water mirror was standing, and the picture displayed on it was Dai County.

Situ Chen had been waiting here for a long time, and when he saw Xiao Youci approaching, he immediately said: "The person suspected of Ditian has besieged Dai County for half a month, and the magistrate of Dai County has asked for help from the nearby Beast Control Palace and Liuyin Palace, Both sects have sent disciples to deal with it."

"As soon as these disciples entered Dai County, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no news could be sent out. Three days ago, the deputy palace master of Liuyin Palace had already rushed to Dai County, and she went in... There is no news until now, I am afraid it is More bad luck than good luck."