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

On the deck of the second floor in the distance, Xian Yu has long hair hanging down her shoulders, leaning against a railing and standing lazily, a female cultivator beside her is gorgeous and smiling, and upon closer inspection it turns out to be his third senior sister.The thin lips of the two opened lightly, and their voices shattered in the air, barely audible.

At first glance, it looks like a good match...

What a ghost!

One is his senior sister, and the other is his future master. He just went out for a walk. Why did these two hook up? ?And looking at the appearance of talking and laughing, they get along quite well.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Gu Rongjing turned around subconsciously, "What's wrong——"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fenghuang made a sharp turn, covered his face with both palms, and twisted him away abruptly.

"..."

"I, I..." Zheng Shengling's eyes widened, and he said tremblingly, "I see something dirty on your face, I'll wipe it off for you."

Gu Rongjing's eyes could kill.

There was a lot of cold sweat on Zheng Shengling's back, facing Gu Rongjing's increasingly cold eyes, it felt more frightening than fighting a dragon in a secret realm.He bit the bullet and broke Gu Rongjing's face back and forth, rubbed his thumb on it several times, and said with a dry smile: "Look, why can't this ink stain be wiped clean, don't move, don't move, I'm rubbing... "

"..."

Gu Rongjing's face could no longer be described as icy, Zheng Shengling felt that if he was going to keep rubbing like this, sooner or later his hands would be here.But he didn't know why, if Gu Rongjing saw Xian Yu standing with a female cultivator, maybe the result would be even more tragic than now...

Gu Rongjing had a vague sense of master's possessiveness. When he first arrived at Fuhua Mountain, Zheng Shengling accidentally got a little closer to Xian Yu, and Gu Rongjing immediately pushed him away. Did not give him a good face.

In fact, this is normal, puppies do not wait to see a second child.

But Zheng Shengling had an inexplicable intuition that this might be more serious than simply having a second child...

"enough!"

Gu Rongjing couldn't bear it anymore, and snapped his hand open, with obvious anger on his face, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

He stopped.

Pushed aside by him, Zheng Shengling groaned several times, and just as he stood firm, he saw his eyes fixed on one spot, and couldn't help but say something bad.

At the same time, Xian Yu lowered her eyelids as if sensing something, and her gaze met the two of them in mid-air.

He looked slightly taken aback.

The female cultivator beside him said something with a smile, and he answered absently, then suddenly turned his head and whispered a few words, the female cultivator nodded, and the two left side by side.

From beginning to end, it was as if he had never seen them.

Zheng Shengling could see clearly from the side, looking at Gu Rongjing's tall back, feeling a little lonely for some reason.

"Actually, it's nothing." He scratched his head and tried to comfort him, "No matter how good your master is, he is still a mortal with seven emotions and six desires, and our senior sisters in Fuhua Mountain are indeed one of the most beautiful in appearance. Humans always look at their faces of……"

After all, this pair is also talented and beautiful.

Before he finished speaking, Gu Rongjing interrupted coldly.

"Are you blind?" He said in a deep voice, "That woman is Su Ran."

Zheng Shengling opened his mouth wide: "...Huh?"

How can it be? !

That's obviously his Third Senior Sister!

If he remembered correctly, a total of three female cultivators came this time, the senior sister, the third senior sister, and one is Lu Zhaozhou's own junior sister.People come and go here, isn't Su Ran afraid of cheating if she wants to borrow her identity?If the identities were changed from the beginning, and it was a fake Su Ran who came over, who was replaced among the three? ?

Before he could sort out all this, Gu Rongjing suddenly strode into the cabin with a sullen face.

Zheng Shengling yelled a few times from behind, but he didn't respond.

"I have a big temper..."

After careful consideration, he finally found something was wrong.

This guy, he knew that the female cultivator was Su Ran, and Xian Yu approached her for a purpose, so why is he still pulling his face, looking unhappy no matter what? !

……

Nvxiu and Xianyu walked side by side, and those who passed by saw their disciples bowed slightly and did not disturb them.

"The one who was at the bottom just now was Daojun's apprentice?" "Third Senior Sister" smiled lightly, "Why didn't you invite them to come up to enjoy the clouds together? From his appearance, he seems to have misunderstood something."

"It's just a child's temperament, and it has to be honed."

Xian Yu's brows and eyes were cold, as if he didn't take him seriously.

"I heard from my junior brother that you picked up Daoyou Gu from Wanhualou? I didn't expect that the two of you, master and apprentice, have such a deep fate."

There was nothing wrong with the female nun's words, as if she was lamenting their master-student relationship, but after careful reflection, the words 'picked up' and 'unexpected' each carried a hint of imperceptible intentionality.

In a word, when one person is praised, another person is demoted.

Xian Yu put away the subtle emotions between her brows, and said with a calm smile: "Having this one is enough. Speaking of which, I don't know how the condition of the little junior sister is? Jiange is adjacent to the Valley of the Medicine King, if I knew it, I should have brought her here."

"Ok?"

'Third Senior Sister' didn't react at first, but when Xian Yu looked over, she suddenly thought of that incident.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Xian Yu's expression, it was very ordinary, like asking a casual question.Or maybe it was just a trap he set.

But she couldn't help it.

"... Please miss me." The 'Third Senior Sister' had a soft and gentle tone, as if she really was a good senior sister who cared for her junior sister, Xu Xu said, "Although it is an old wound, with Master healing the wound, it will heal faster. Now There is nothing serious about it, I just miss my relatives..."

"Dear?"

At this point in the topic, the female nun parted her lips, but her eyes flickered twice, and she stopped in front of his door.

"It's getting late." She said softly, "Dao-jun should go to bed early."

Xian Yu stood where she was, waiting for the sound of her footsteps to fade away.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

After the words were finished, the corner of the black clothes accidentally exposed at the corner moved slightly. Gu Rongjing was silent for a moment, but still walked in front of him.

Xian Yu raised her eyes and looked at him with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, obviously with firm and cold facial features, as if being bullied by him, she pursed her lips and did not speak, silently showing a trace of pity.

He sighed softly, "Still mad at me?"

Gu Rongjing replied stiffly: "No."

It's not the first day that Xian Yu knew about the dead duck's mouth.He stood leaning against the door frame for a while, then suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, dropping a few words lightly.

"Close the door."

Gu Rongjing hesitated for a moment outside, then closed the door silently.

This boy Zhao Sheng was very upset, he didn't listen to his master's instruction at all, he had already gone out to play by himself, not in the room.

Xian Yu's fingertips brushed over the cup of tea that was dropped before leaving, and warmed it up, but she didn't drink it, she just said in a low voice, "What's wrong with me again...Come here."

This sound came over, which contained a little helplessness and a little connivance.

As soon as Gu Rongjing passed by, his ears were held by his warm fingertips, and he froze for a moment.

Such a grown-up person, who has never been taught a lesson by an older person, Xian Yu froze like a rabbit that hit a tree stump as soon as he made a move, and did not move at all.

Xian Yu's fingertips are soft, and she doesn't use any force, just to make him not move or dare to move, and obediently listen to her instructions.

"Growing up, the wings are hard, aren't they?" Gu Rongjing was stunned, and just said in a low voice, Xian Yu immediately exerted some strength, squeezed lightly, and the sound immediately disappeared in front of his eyes.

"I also said that I would not choose a demon cultivator anyway..." Xian Yu burst out angrily as soon as he remembered the stupid words Gu Rongjing said just now, "Let me ask you, are you a demon cultivator? Are you on good terms with the demon cultivator?" Why? Why did you put a hat on me without saying a word?!"

Gu Rongjing was held by his ears, neither standing nor kneeling, in a dilemma, he pursed his lips again when he heard this.

"You don't like that..."

His voice was very soft, "That, Beiming Demon Lord."

Seeing that his expression had softened, Xian Yu let go of his hand after snorting, "He kills, and he kills innocent people, of course I don't like it."

Gu Rongjing let out a groan, and was about to straighten slowly when Xian Yufei suddenly gave him a look, "Kneel down."

His body froze immediately.

After living for 19 years, he has never kneeled down to a single person.

If it were another person, Gu Rongjing's saber might have been unsheathed, but it was Xian Yu who said this, and he was still angry.Gu Rongjing lowered his eyelids, and his legs and feet softened unconsciously.

...not wanting to annoy him.

Before that, he never cared about how others treated him, he was even more reticent, and never interacted with others.A lone wolf, by itself, happened to fall into Xian Yu's hands.

From the time they met in Wanhualou, Gu Rongjing had a faint premonition that he shouldn't get close to him.

It was like...he was bound to lose.

Indeed a prophecy.

He obeyed obediently and did not resist. The depression in Xian Yu's heart had just subsided by a point or two, when he saw him raise his face, showing a little stubbornness.

"Master hates the demon king because he killed people. What if it is a demon cultivator who doesn't kill people? Will master make friends with him?"

"Of course not." Xian Yu said without hesitation, "Differences in Taoism do not conspire with each other, I don't associate with him not because of his identity, but because of different desires. The so-called devil is the accumulation of desires. Desires. If you don’t get what you want, you can’t come. Desires generate thoughts, thoughts generate delusions, and delusions generate filth. Therefore, evil spirits mostly come from demons and monsters. This way is not correct, and it is not what I seek.”

Gu Rongjing spoke quickly just now, but he didn't realize it. After thinking about it carefully, he was taken into a ditch.The two poles of Yin and Yang in the world pay attention to the word compatibility.Getting along with people is extremely simple, and one can judge in one sentence: whether they can get along.

After all, he nodded heavily, as if he was very satisfied with his answer this time.But Xian Yu didn't see it, and Gu Rongjing's face turned pale bit by bit.

"Master, what if..." He lowered his head, and heard Xian Yun's questioning, his lips moved, "If, I will kill someone in the future. Or, I am... different from you, what should I do?"

Xian Yu was slightly taken aback.

They are different ways.One practiced swords, the other held a knife, one was a Mahayana stage immortal who was once famous all over the world, and the other was a golden core stage casual cultivator who was a source of disaster.

Gu Rongjing didn't know what his identity was in the past, but from the illusion created by the dragon, he could probably guess that he was not an idle person in the past.

Or maybe, he was also one of the thousands of dead souls under Xian Yu's sword.

He didn't dare to look up, not knowing that Xian Yu was slightly distracted, as if thinking of something, with some inexplicable emotions in his expression.

"No." He suddenly said softly, "Do you still remember? What grew out of your Nascent Soul was a sword."

He recognized that the small iron sword, which was not as long as his finger, was the miniature version he gave him.If the Dao heart is not firm, why would the sword body be the soul?

Xian Yu lowered her hand and stroked his soft and curly hair.

Gu Rongjing seemed to like his soft long black straight hair very much. Every time Xian Yu combed his hair in front of the mirror, he had to look carefully at it for a long time.What Gu Rongjing hates the most is rainy days. Once he gets wet, his hair will always curl up in an inexplicable arc, frizzy, and not good-looking at all.

But Xianyu really likes the frizzy and warm feel.

He curled the ends of his hair around his fingertips and twisted them several times.Gu Rongjing didn't understand why he stopped halfway through his words, raised his head blankly, and stopped stiffly until he felt a tightness in the roots of his hair.

Xian Yu was slightly lost in thought.

Gu Rongjing's fate carries a natural evil spirit, and Xian Yu knew it the first time he saw him.For some children with bad horoscopes, their parents are afraid of dying, so they often change their names, or ask them to wear a piece of jade to suppress evil spirits.

But the evil that Gu Rongjing hit was something that common people couldn't suppress.

No solution.

Generally, except for the most vicious and evil people, it is rare to see such an extreme fate.Sometimes he felt that Gu Rongjing had a debt of blood and went down to earth to repay his life.

But these countless blood debts obviously have nothing to do with him.

He is like a pure knife.

Knives don't kill people, only people do.

Xian Yu came back to her senses, patted his head lightly, and her tone returned to normal, "Okay, okay, don't hurt your feelings here, think about this every day... Let me ask you, the second exercise How is it?"

Gu Rongjing: "???"

We had a good chat, why did we suddenly talk about homework? !

"I've used it several times in front of your eyes, but I still can't learn it." Xian Yu poked his head in distaste, "Every day I walk around in front of my eyes, and I don't know how to ask for advice. There are nine sword techniques in Guiyi. According to your current progress, when will you finish learning this?"

"I've worked hard for hundreds of years, just waiting to drag you into the family business. Why, do you want me to work for a few more years?"

These words were like a cannonball, and Gu Rongjing's emotions were interrupted at once, and he was stunned for a while.

Xian Yu slammed the cup of tea on the table, raised her eyes, "Why don't you come over and serve me some tea?"

Gu Rongjing was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there has always been a customary rule in the cultivation world, apprentices must respectfully kowtow and serve tea, and if they are included in the genealogy, they can be regarded as serious personal disciples.

Before, they were in a hurry, and many times they had no conditions or opportunities, and they forgot when they had time.But Xian Yu always remembered this incident.

After drinking this cup of tea, he was born as a member of Ruyimen, and died as a ghost of Ruyimen. When he was alive, he was loved and cared for, and after his death, his teacher would collect his body.

Gu Rongjing lowered his eyelids, but couldn't stop his trembling eyelashes.

When he got up, his legs were still a little sore. He took the tea and bowed respectfully. When he handed it over again, his nose suddenly felt a little sore.It seems that the grievances I have suffered in the past ten years, or even deeper and longer, have been written off with this cup of tea.

Xian Yu blew off the tea leaves, and drank the bowl of tea in one gulp.

Since then, Gu Rongjing never let go of harsh words, nor lost his temper.

During the few days floating on the French boat, Su Ran didn't appear again. After they landed, they didn't see any Qionglouyuyu. What caught their eyes was only a countryside surrounded by dense mountains and forests.

Behind Tianyuan, there are 72 magic caves.

The sword stored in the Jiange is in this magic cave.

According to legend, each of the 72 magic caves has sealed an undestroyed dead soul of the demon cultivator. Because the mana is too powerful, the current cultivation world cannot exterminate the remnant soul, so it can only present the saber used by the ancestors, and gather it together one by one. His sword intent sealed the Demon Cave tightly.

Every time a sword is taken away, it will be replenished accordingly in the coming year.Over time, it became a Jiange here.

It is not so easy to take a sword from here.This devil's cave is like a maze, you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands, and there is the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which makes people's hair stand on end.If a disciple with a weak heart enters, he may be bewitched by the magic sound and lost in this vast cave on the mountain wall.

So even though the Jiange is full of treasures, there are very few disciples of Wan Jianzong who come every year, and even fewer can find their favorite swords.

The guardian of the Jiange is a 80-[-]-year-old old man. Although he is hunched over, he is full of energy and eyes like a torch. He is still wearing coarse clothes from the forging process.

Zheng Shengling told them that this is Jiange's swordsmith, his father was a famous craftsman and forged many famous swords.One-third of the swords in this Jiange come from the father and son.It's just that the old man doesn't like to talk, is taciturn, and looks a little indifferent.

After their Dharma boat landed, just as they arrived in front of Tianyuan, the old man had already walked over step by step, opened the door for them, and after a short chat with Jiang Wenyun, he led them to their respective residences.

During the whole process, except for necessary questions, he always pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Xian Yu looked at his back and couldn't help but wonder if Gu Rongjing would look like this when he was old...

They were pressed for time, and they had been delayed for a long time in Wan Jianzong. After settling here for one night, they would enter the Demon Cave the next day.

Naturally, Zhao Sheng couldn't follow him, he suddenly thought, "Master, do you think there is your sword here?"

Xian Yu originally wanted to say that it was impossible, but all the Thousand Machine Fans he used had appeared in the market, so nothing seemed impossible...

"You don't have to force it. Just take whatever is convenient."

There is a popular saying about the natal sword nowadays, Xianyu, as an old antique, is also a random person who can use whatever he draws, so he never asks his disciples for the natal sword.

In his view, a sword is a pile of copper and iron, no matter how well made it is copper and iron, if it is lost or damaged, just replace it.The original meaning of a tool is a handy helper, as long as it is enough.

I spent several days in the boat. Although the French boat was stable and did not shake, it was still somewhat different from being down-to-earth.In the evening, Xian Yu and Gu Rongjing went to bed early.

When I woke up the next morning, smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants in the garden, the chaos of the previous few days was gone, and my eyesight was much clearer.

It was the first time to bring so many people to the Demon Cave, Jiang Wenyun was very careful, and said seriously: "Everyone must have enough Qingxin Dan in their mustard ring storage bag, remember to take inventory before departure, don't be rash Go in. Every cave in the devil's lair may hide a demon cultivator's remnant soul, I repeat—"

She glanced around, "Don't provoke them, don't provoke them!"

Jiang Wenyun has always been gentle and cheerful, and she has never seen her speak so harshly.

At first the disciples were a little careless about going out for fun, but when they heard that the uncle was so strict, they were thrown a bucket of cold water, and immediately put away their sloppy attitude, not daring to be presumptuous any more.

The 72 Devil's Cave occupies almost half the size of the mountain, and its depth is unknown. From the outside, it looks like a cave dwelling on a plateau, but the moss and gray stones look a little rough.Entering from the entrance, every fork in the road may go in a completely different direction. Even if the sword is successfully retrieved, it may not be possible to get out.

Jiang Wenyun only gave them three days.

Every day at noon and midnight, she would play the piano, disperse the sound of the piano into the magic cave, and guide the disciples who lost their way.But this time experience is like every time before, once you quit early, you will completely lose the qualification for experience.

They all knew in their hearts that the sword placed outside was of average natural quality.In the past, those who entered the Jiange were the best swords among their peers, so the best swords in the center were naturally the ones to compete for.The deeper they go, the easier it is to get lost. Jiang Wenyun only plays the piano twice a day, which means that before they get the sword, they must memorize the map of the magic cave, so that they can go out smoothly before the time limit.

However, there are many disciples in this group, so their minds are naturally different. Some of them have no ambition, and they go out automatically when they find one after walking around.But some people have a bit of courage and want to make a breakthrough, but it is inevitable to go the wrong way alone. At this time, it is inevitable to form a gang...

Seeing that some disciples had already entered the magic cave, Xian Yu was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of a bunch of young and shy carrot heads out of the corner of his eye.

"...?"

"Daoist Yuqing." One of the young men stood up, and the companion next to him pinched his thigh nervously, his face was flushed, he hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage and just said One sentence, "Thank you for your willingness and willingness to let us go to Fuhua Mountain to meditate when we crossed the catastrophe."

As soon as these words fell, there were boos of anxiety and disappointment all around.

The young man blushed and added: "My cultivation base has improved a lot, and I am already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

Xian Yu: "...You're welcome?"

At this moment, someone finally couldn't stand him and pushed him to the back.A young and strong tall man came out, his voice was also rough, and he looked brutal, but he still bowed to him cautiously before speaking.

"Daoist Yuqing, sorry to bother you. In fact, this kid, I just wanted to..." It was really hard to say this, the man dawdled for a while, like a strong man breaking his wrist, and said loudly with a blushing face, "We Can I form a team with you?!"

This time Xian Yu was silent for a long time.

It was so long that the group of disciples felt that he didn't want to agree, and they couldn't help showing a little disappointed look on their faces.

Xian Yucai slowly said, "Huh? ' with a sound.