When you wake up, all the apprentices are betrayed and leave the teacher's door

Such a catastrophe happened in the Jiaolong Secret Realm. The mountains and forests inside were destroyed and the rivers dried up. Naturally, it will not be able to continue to open in the future. Moreover, once the incident of monsters borrowing their disciple status to sneak into the realm of comprehension broke out, it attracted the attention of many sects.

Over the years, although the human world had a truce with the demon world, and Beiming Demon Lord didn't seem to take care of ordinary affairs, the demon cultivators underneath kept moving.The comprehension world has long been suspicious, thinking that this matter is probably ordered by the demon king, and after experiencing what happened to Mian Kui, they can basically conclude that the demonic energy is indeed what he did.

It's a pity that the monster was locked on the Dharma boat by Gu Rongjing. When Xian Yu confronted Jiaolong, the aftermath shook thousands of miles and shattered the already precarious boat, and Mian Kui died in it.

Xian Yu was very sorry when she heard about this incident. She thought that she was in a hurry and forgot to put the little monster in a storage bag with her, otherwise the Northern Sea Demon Lord would have heard his "prestige" by now.

If Zheng Shengling knew what he was thinking, he would probably vomit blood.

After coming out of the secret realm that day, the corpses of the innocent disciples who died were placed on the backyard of the inn. Dozens of dark wooden coffins were lined up one by one, almost filling the space, waiting for the heads and elders of their sect to come to pay their respects. It converges.

In addition to placing the remains, there are still many doubts about the secret realm, and Wan Jianzong also needs to give an explanation to the several sects who heard the news.

And Xian Yu just decided to stay for a period of time because of Gu Rongjing's injury, and later got involved with the monster, and he would inevitably be called around for interrogation.

Now that the Ruyi Gate is in decline, it is not Xian Yu's turn to make decisions in the world of cultivating immortals, and he is too lazy to get involved, so he simply excuses that he is timid and avoids seeing guests, and only lets Zheng Shengling deal with it for him.

Anyway, Zheng Shengling came from a famous family and was also one of the parties involved, so what he said was more credible than him.

He guessed right, Zheng Shengling told the whole story of what happened in those few days. At first, everyone was very serious, until he told Xian Yu's conjecture, those sects showed contemptuous expressions, and only said that it was a child talking nonsense, The matter is already very clear, it's just that the Beiming Demon Lord Cholera messed up the world and took the opportunity to make a deal with Jiaolong.

Now is the Dharma-ending era. After Xian Yu fell into a deep sleep, she hasn't had a Mahayana period for hundreds of years.They don't want to believe that there are still people in the world who can drive Jiaolong, which is also reasonable.

Only Liu Wuming and Jiang Wenyun of Wan Jianzong didn't say a word.

Zheng Shengling explained for a long time, but they killed him saying that Xian Yu is just a low-level person in the cultivation world, which is not credible.

He was very helpless, but in the end he was just a noble son, he had no real power in the sect, and he couldn't represent anyone.

In the end, it was Jiang Wenyun who patted his hand, and Zheng Shengling closed his mouth embarrassingly, not being stubborn anymore.

Although not many people believed Xian Yu's words, as soon as the news of the action in the extreme north came out, the major immortal sects in the cultivation world immediately started a large-scale operation to investigate the abnormal disciples in the sect and clean up the monsters of the demon cultivators. Dangerous, dare not do anything beyond common sense and arouse suspicion.

Of course, no matter how the gust of wind blows during the intensive cleaning, it has nothing to do with the wishful door of the three melons and two dates.

After a few days of recuperation in the inn, Xian Yu watched Gu Rongjing take a nap on this day, so he went to visit Wangyun during his spare time.

His condition has eased a lot. These days, his juniors from the same school took turns to take care of him. Zheng Shengling would go to talk to him when he was free, but Wang Yun still slept a lot and didn't wake up much, which made Zheng Shengling very worried.

"Wang'er hasn't had a good rest for a long time, and his body is exhausted. It is also a good thing to fall asleep, which means that the wound heals quickly."

Jiang Wenyun said helplessly, "I've come to see people these few days, and I tell everyone I meet, but you don't believe me. If there is something wrong with Wang'er, wouldn't his master come to me sooner to settle the score?"

Wang Yun's master is Elder Liu Wuming Liu of Wan Jianzong.

Xian Yu couldn't help being lost in thought.

Speaking of which, Zhao Sheng said that after one of his disciples defected from the sect, he joined Wan Jianzong and became an elder.

It's a pity that they only sent three people out this time, and one Qi Xuan.Although he had never met this person before, he knew from the information Zheng Shengling said that he didn't meet the requirements.

"I don't believe you." Little Fenghuang usually looks like a young master. He looks at everyone with his chin, but he can restrain himself a little in front of his mother, and muttered, "I'm afraid of accidents..."

Jiang Wenyun snorted and tapped his forehead, "You."

The mother and son quarreled for a few more words, and Zheng Shengling caught a glimpse of Xian Yu's slightly dazed look from the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered that he was also injured, and hurriedly said, "Xian Yu, Senior Brother Wang Yun helped you look at your injuries when you were unconscious, and said Your meridians have some old wounds, and you need to recuperate well. Now is a good chance, why don't you let my mother see it again?"

Although he didn't want Jiang Wenyun and Xian Yu to get close, but at the critical moment of life and death, Xian Yu fought all his meridians, and would rather risk the danger of losing his cultivation and never being enlightened to save them. He will never forget this kindness.

Xian Yu came back to her senses, and was not surprised to hear them mention her injury.

He knew the meridian injury well, and had seen it several times, but with a master in front of him, he naturally wouldn't refuse Zheng Shengling's kindness.

He stretched out his hand and said briefly, "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

Jiang Wenyun actually wanted to attack him a long time ago. When she rescued him from the river bank that day, she looked at him casually, and was instantly shocked by his whole body: the spiritual root is perfect, it is simply an excellent cultivation seedling, and Brother Liu, who became famous at a young age, did not give up.

Seeing him for the second time, he was surprised again: this time he was surprised that he only had a golden core cultivation base, and judging from the signs, he should have just broken through.

It's just that Zheng Shengling and Wangyun were in a critical situation at the time, she took a quick glance and was quickly occupied by more important matters, and she didn't mention it much because she was afraid of offending the other party.

Now that she finally had a chance, Jiang Wenyun immediately took out a hand pillow, handkerchiefs, silver needles and other commonly used tools, which she lined up in a row, with a solemn expression, more careful than when she was diagnosing her son's pulse.

Zheng Shengling: "..."

He had ten thousand words to say, but finally held back.

Although Jiang Wenyun is a woman, she also has the title of elder in Wan Jianzong, and she will teach her disciples homework regularly every month.

She herself has already reached the middle stage of fusion, and in today's comprehension world where spiritual power is scarce and the current situation is turbulent, she is already considered to be the top of the pyramid.

If ordinary disciples saw her come to check the pulse in person, they would be so panicked that they would forget the etiquette, their wrists would tremble uncontrollably, and they wouldn't be able to stop after a stick of incense, which would interfere with her judgment.Or someone like Gu Rongjing, who has a restrained temper and doesn't like strangers, and will avoid them as soon as they are touched.

Xian Yu was completely different. As soon as Jiang Wenyun put the pillow in place, he leaned on it very naturally, waiting for her to check his pulse under the veil.That movement was leisurely and willful, as if he had been served countless times before.

"..."

Jiang Wenyun has never been treated like this since she entered the Nascent Soul stage. Who would call her Lingyan Fairy disrespectfully when seeing her?

This situation reminded her of the scene when she squatted on her knees and nervously asked for a hand pillow for the master when the master was testing her homework hundreds of years ago.

She recovered slightly and couldn't help smiling.

He was really old, she saw that this young man was only 50 or [-] years old, he was so young, how could he give her the feeling of being a master?Hey, it must be because I am older, I love to recall the past.

Gu Rongjing was only twenty years old and had never reached the crown. When he first woke up, Jiang Wenyun was afraid of delaying his illness so he did not avoid suspicion.Xian Yu is different, he is about 50 to [-] years old in bone appearance, but looks plump and handsome, and in front of Zheng Shengling...

Jiang Wenyun covered his wrist with a handkerchief, and then tapped her fingertips lightly, the spiritual power gently diffused through the handkerchief and penetrated into Xian Yu's meridians, after which she remained motionless for a full quarter of an hour.

In the end, Zheng Shengling couldn't hold back his temper, and blurted out, "How is it? Is it serious?"

It took another incense stick before Jiang Wenyun withdrew her hand, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.When she raised her head again, she put away a joking smile on her face and frowned slightly.

"You suffered multiple injuries before, how could..."

Halfway through, she couldn't bear it anymore.

On the other hand, Xian Yu was neither disappointed nor surprised, his expression was indifferent, as if he had expected the result long ago.

"I naturally know best about my body."

He had already had a premonition in the battle in No Man's Land. That day when he fought against the Demon Lord, he collided with a sword in the air, and the power of the battle almost flattened Mount Taihua.Mozun was seriously injured, and he couldn't get out of his body.

It's the best ending if you don't die.

Zheng Shengling was at a loss when he heard this, and became more and more anxious, "What's going on? Don't make riddles. Can this meridian be repaired? Can Xian Yu be saved? Can he still practice?"

He asked a series of questions, which made Jiang Wenyun's head twitch. When he heard the last sentence, he finally couldn't help it. He shuddered on his forehead, "Can you still have a good word in your mouth? Did I say it's hopeless?"

Zheng Shengling groaned in pain.

Jiang Wenyun finished tidying up the little phoenix, smoothed the wrinkles on her sleeves, and said calmly: "Since you know what's in your heart, then I'll say it straight."

"The meridians of your body were completely shattered many years ago, and it is very rare to be able to restore them to a whole body now. Not only that, but I also found two new injuries in your body, both on your left shoulder..."

One is to save the villagers of Daming Village, and the other is to save himself.

"If you still want to be the head of the sect, then you can't act rashly anymore." Jiang Wenyun said with a serious face, "It is easy to heal external injuries, but it is difficult to recover from internal injuries. I have no other choice but to use elixir. I'll keep you warm. If this continues, although you can't return to your previous level, at least it won't drag you down."

When Zheng Shengling heard the sentence 'can't return to the previous level', his heart suddenly turned cold.

A monk whose meridians are damaged and unable to mobilize his spiritual power is like a swordsman whose tendons are broken and unable to use his sword. For them, it is the same humiliation and unwillingness.

In Jiaoqian's secret realm, although he didn't know what kind of cultivation level Xian Yu used to be, but because he was able to exude such a powerful sword intent when he built his foundation, he knew that he was extraordinary in the past.

But now he was asked to accept the fact...

If it was Zheng Shengling, just thinking about the eyes of others... he would wish to be killed and re-enter the cycle.

But Xian Yu was not flustered or lost. He looked calm and comforted them instead, "No problem, I understand what you said. Although this injury looks scary, it will get better if you take care of it."

His tone was serious, as if he really thought so, which made Jiang Wenyun feel even more uncomfortable.

She thought for a while, and said: "There is a spiritual spring on the Fuhua Mountain of my Wanjianzong, which can wash the marrow of the Book of Changes and promote cultivation, but it will hurt unbearably when entering the water... If you don't mind, why don't you go back with us and try it out?" Give it a try, maybe it will work.”

The marrow washing pool in Fuhua Mountain?

If Rongjing is soaked, will he be able to break through?

"What?" Before Xian Yu responded, Zheng Shengling suddenly lost his voice, "You still want to take him back to Mount Fuhua?!"

Isn't that going to bump into Wan Jianzong's sect competition?Zheng Shengling has no official apprenticeship in Wanjianzong, but he will participate in the competition every year. Although his father never comes to watch, but in case of a sudden whim...

His voice was really abrupt, Jiang Wenyun and Xian Yu looked at him at the same time, Zheng Shengling blushed, and after a while he uttered a mosquito sound, "I mean, if he has no place to live, he can sleep in my room."

"It's almost there."

Jiang Wenyun nodded in satisfaction.

Speaking of this, Xian Yu couldn't refuse, but he didn't immediately agree, "I'll go back and ask Rong Jing, if he is willing, we can start our journey."

Speaking of which, when he came out, the little apprentice was listless, tired, and fell asleep, and now I don't know if he has woken up...

Gu Rongjing slowly opened his eyes, and a hot stone prison appeared in front of his eyes.This prison stands against a mountain and is located in a split valley. The huge crack stretches for tens of thousands of miles, with no end in sight.

In the middle of the gap in the canyon, the Rehe River is choppy, and the rolled water waves are bright red.There were terrifying howls of ghosts in the distance, and the whole river was filled with a thick bloody smell.

It was the red river he had dreamed about last time.

At that time, he could only see the river and the nearby scene, and the distance was covered with a layer of clouds and mist, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

But this time, he saw clearly.

There was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of him.

Gu Rongjing leaned against the hot rock wall, obviously he was a mortal body, but instead of sweating and fever, he felt a biting cold.He raised his hand in a daze, and saw blood dripping from his fingertips.The blood had just seeped out of the epidermis and condensed into a mass of black-red ice.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he suddenly remembered the demonic energy that surged out when he smashed the golden core in the chest of 'Xie Wenqi'.

Gu Rongjing leaned on the wall and stood up staggeringly. The Red River let out a heavy low cry, waves surged among the waves, and the blood-colored spray slowly pushed out a column of water, gradually changing into the appearance of a python.

It is no longer the shape of the fake repair snake. The one in front of me has a large body and a brown python pattern. Only the pair of golden eyes on its head are particularly shining.The water column slowly lifted it up, and it looked at Gu Rongjing with soft eyes, carrying an indescribable spirituality.

Jiaolong's physical body is dead, only a sliver of spiritual consciousness remains, and he summoned Xian Yu to the dream he forged while Xian Yu was away.

Gu Rongjing smiled lightly, without any surprise.

He looked around the environment, the red rock walls, the blood-colored magma, scorching hot and cold, like the two heavens of ice and fire, so real that he couldn't deceive himself that this place was just an illusion created by Jiaolong.

This is not hallucination at all.

"Here..." he asked softly, "I've been here before?"

Those golden eyes were very quiet, and they had already given the answer.

Even though he had already guessed that he was related to this purgatory, Gu Rongjing's fingertips were still tightly clenched into his palm.

What the woman said before she died was finally confirmed.

It turned out that he was really not an ordinary person.

He just returned from hell to earth.

"Am I a monster?"

Gu Rongjing murmured.

Jiaolong didn't answer, it faintly revealed the bright red letter, and spit out a low and hoarse sentence from the snake mouth, "You have...more important...to do..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his eardrums, like a needle piercing straight into his brain, Gu Rongjing fell to his knees unbearably in an instant, he took a deep breath, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The next moment, the language of the snake became clear.

"Stay away from... him." Jiaolong whispered softly, "You and him have different ways and don't conspire with each other."

It stumbles a bit, but the pronunciation is very clear.

Gu Rongjing's fingertips were deeply inserted into the ground, and the voice in his ears and the pain in his head came intermittently, one light and one heavy, which tormented his thinking so much that he couldn't think of what he wanted to say.

After kneeling for a while, he shook his lips: "I have no way."

He doesn't believe in the sky or the earth, neither in the knife nor in the sword.Life is a lonely person, and after death is a lonely ghost. Everyone in the world has reincarnation, but he has no Tao and will not have an afterlife.

"You have."

Jiaolong sighed softly, its voice gradually became clearer, coherent and softer, more and more like a person.Sometimes it's a man, sometimes it's a woman, but what they have in common is gentleness, which floats into Gu Rongjing's ears.

"You were born with your own way... just like him."

"I do not have……"

Gu Rongjing's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see anything except Honghe's blood. He gritted his teeth and subconsciously stretched toward his waist——

The place that was always heavy is now empty.

"He won't protect you." Jiaolong said with a little pity in his voice, "Do you remember that in the secret realm he tried his best to kill me regardless of the danger? What he wants to protect is the people of the world, and you are the people of the world, but the people of the world are not just you. "

"Shut up!" Gu Rongjing raised his embarrassed face, his eyes were cold and fierce, "It's not your turn to judge his affairs!"

"His way is the way of life," Jiaolong turned a deaf ear, "Think about it carefully, if you devote yourself to practice, is this the way you want?"

"I tell you to shut up..."

"I'm afraid you don't know that he accepted you as a disciple just because there was one person missing in the paperwork application of the Jianzongli sect. After all, you were just a chess piece that was sent to his door when he was in trouble."

"He said he was the number one swordsman in the world, so you never doubted whether he could use a sword, or why he told you to give up the sword and follow the sword. You are wrong, he can kill tens of thousands of people with a sword. people!!"

"He said that everything is empty, cause and effect are not empty, and you don't go to the only karma with you. [1] Do you believe it? You don't believe in heaven and earth, but you believe that there is fate in his mouth, and that there is cause and effect between you! Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Gu Rongjing struggled to get up, "I..."

The heat wave was churning, and a primitive black knife suddenly emerged from the blood river, emitting a cold light under the red light.It was the black gold sword that he never left before he met Xian Yu.

Ever since he got the iron sword, the black gold knife has been put into the mustard ring by him, and it has been dusted for a long time.

"I know, you are not a person who believes in destiny, you only follow the path you choose, don't you?" The water column gradually receded, and the dragon's body slowly melted into the Red River. It slowly said, "Take it away. , remember, you have your way, don't go astray again..."

The word "Tu" fell gently, and the dragon was submerged in the heat wave, leaving only a shallow sigh between the sky and the earth.

As its consciousness dissipated and left, the pain in Gu Rongjing's ears and brain also gradually dissipated.

The surroundings returned to silence, he slowly raised his head, and through the muddy red river, he saw a strange face reflected in the river, with lips as pale as a ghost.

The river was turbulent, and his dark eyes seemed to gradually turn into the blue color of his mother under the reflection.

I don't know Xian Yu's aesthetics, but I don't think he is ugly.

Gu Rongjing staggered to his feet, stretched out his palms in a daze, and Hong Lang obediently pushed the knife in front of him.

He pressed his palm against the handle of the knife and felt the familiar temperature.

Jiaolong said a lot of nonsense, but one thing was right, he didn't believe in fate, and he didn't dare to believe that his fate was caused by the way of heaven.

. . . He should go his own way.

Gu Rongjing's eyes became clearer, and he pulled the knife out of the water a few inches with his palms——

"Rongjing?"

A clear voice pierced into the boundless red valley in an instant.

He raised his head suddenly, and the chill all over his body gradually receded.

Xian Yu stood in the stairwell, looking at him from top to bottom.

It was only then that Gu Rongjing realized that he had unknowingly reached the stairs, holding his black gold knife inexplicably in his hand.

Behind him is the inn and Xianyu; in front of him is the boundless Red Sea, the purgatory on earth.

black and white.

"Why did you come out?" Seeing that his face was pale and his body was covered in sweat, like a ghost just fished out of the water, Xian Yu couldn't help frowning and walked towards him, "What are you doing here?"

As he spoke, Xian Yu caught a glimpse of the black gold knife held in his right hand.

If he remembered correctly, the little apprentice had never held a knife since the day he entered Ruyi Gate.

When Gu Rongjing was looked at by him, he woke up instantly, his palm trembled suddenly, and he let the black gold knife fall to the ground, making a clanging sound.