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

Zheng Shengling pushed the door open and entered the room. The moment the door opened, the cold wind came in.Su Ran hadn't woken up on the bed yet, and was choked twice by the blowing, so he quickly closed it.

"The weather is getting harder and harder." He breathed into the palm of his hand and whispered to Xian Yu, "On the way I came here just now, I saw a thick layer of frost on the leaves of the grass. After autumn and winter, I don't know how ordinary people will survive..."

Xian Yu said: "If this goes on, it will be a matter of time."

Every year is colder than the previous year. Since the beginning of spring, the world has not seen many sunny days. There is a lack of light and warmth, and it is difficult for crops to survive. Even if the results are poor, the harvest is pitiful.There is a shortage of firewood, food and cotton everywhere, and a large number of people die from famine and plague every year. The situation is no longer within their control.

I don't know how Daming Village is doing now, it's spring and summer, life should not be so sad.Xian Yu counted the time, and suddenly remembered the large amount of bigu pills hoarded in the warehouse—most of these things are used by monks who have just established their foundations, and young disciples who are just getting started and can't learn bigu, can eat this pill to fill their stomachs three days.

Xian Yu and his apprentices had already passed the age of foundation building, and since the Ruyimen's fireworks were not booming, they hoarded more and more of these things.

He just wanted Gu Rongjing to pack a batch of Bigu Pills and send them to Daming Village, but when he turned around, he only saw Zheng Shengling.

Xian Yu asked, "Where's your master? Are you still decocting the medicine?"

It's been half an hour since the medicine boiled, isn't it good?

"???"

Zheng Shengling was puzzled by his question, "Didn't Master come here early to deliver soup and food? He was carrying a three-layer food box, which also contained eight-treasure porridge, flower rolls and brown sugar steamed buns."

As he spoke, he made gestures and said in a puzzled tone, "I thought he had arrived early, so I was lazy and made a pot of tea."

Xian Yu frowned slightly, "When did he leave?"

"When?" Zheng Shengling thought for a while, "It takes me two sticks of incense to boil water, so I guess it takes me a cup of tea."

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the two people changed.

From the small kitchen to Su Ran's bedroom, there is more than enough time for a stick of incense.Gu Rongjing remembers his master in his heart, the soup and medicine in the food box are all hot, so he will not stay outside intentionally.

He stood up abruptly, "I'm not looking for anyone yet!!"

"Yes Yes!"

Everyone in Zheng Shengling was dumbfounded, mainly who would have thought that the thief would dare to break into Linglong Mountain to make trouble while Xian Yu was here. If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have been greedy and should have gone with Gu Rongjing! !

Before the words fell, he had already rushed out.

Outside, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and when the wild wind blew through the bamboo forest, there were ghostly sounds.Zheng Shengling flew all the way in the direction Gu Rongjing walked when he went out, and a phoenix sword in his hand instantly illuminated the long night.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, the red flame mixed with the eerie moonlight finally illuminated the dirty, muddy food box that had already cooled down.

When Gu Rongjing woke up, his eyelids were so heavy that he didn't even have the energy to open his eyes.The surroundings were scorching like a raging fire, burning his skin hot, as if he was going to melt in the scorching heat the next moment.

Clearly dense sweat bursts out from the forehead, but deep under the skin, it seemed as if millions of cold needles pierced into the bone marrow at the same time, and the icy cold froze the flowing blood, so that it was hard to tell whether the sweat on the forehead was hot or cold.

He fell to the ground, his eyelids half-closed, and his hazy vision could only capture patches of blood-red color.

Red all over the mountains and plains.

He had seen this scene two months ago.

In the inn in Xianri Town, he was recuperating on the bed. He was awakened by Jiaolong in his sleep and saw himself in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Red stone rock wall, red magma.

In front of him was a scarlet and muddy river, and a strange-looking face was reflected in the river.

And a pair of green eyes.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Gu Rongjing opened one eye, and the pair of luxurious and beautiful black leather gilt silver boots stopped in front of his eyes.

Wen Fei lifted his robe and squatted down, suddenly grabbed his chin, looked down condescendingly for a long while, and then revealed a mocking smile.

"...I thought you were a little impatient."

He let go of his hand, and said calmly, "It seems that they have lost their eyes."

Gu Rongjing fell back again, gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but every time he moved, the piercing, flesh-like pain would pin him to the ground and immobilize him.

Cold sweat oozed out layer by layer, Gu Rongjing fell to the ground, his eyes were so blurred and dizzy that he couldn't see clearly, his whole body was as wet as a water ghost that had just been fished out.The bone-piercing cold seemed to freeze the heartbeat, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

He's not the type to cry out easily.

...it hurts so much.

Even in such a field, he didn't say a word.

Wen Fei looked at it for a while, her eyes were dark, and suddenly she grabbed his collar, strode forward, and knocked him against the hot rock behind her! !There was a sizzling sound, the sound of flesh being burned.His strength was not small, the mountain wall crashed, sharp stones that could cut through the skin fell from the headspace, and there were several fine cracks on the cracked rock wall.

A living person was being burned, but anyone with the slightest bit of compassion couldn't bear to look sideways, but Wen Fei laughed out loud instead.

And laugh out loud.

"Do you feel powerless? Hate me?"

Wen Fei suddenly strangled his neck with great force, enough to make it difficult to breathe.They were so close, but even their breath had a gloomy and cold taste.

"Now I'm a knife and a fish, you should be powerless. The weak will be angry, and the strong will be merciful."

He smiled coldly, "But I won't."

Because he will be stronger than the strong.

Everything in the world can only bow down at his feet.

Gu Rongjing turned his face away, and two strands of slightly curly long hair hung down from the end of his eyebrows.He coughed twice, and suddenly his lips parted, as if to say something.

Wen Fei frowned, "What are you talking about?"

He let go of his grip slightly, only to hear Gu Rongjing's complete answer, "I, don't hate you, I... pity you."

Pitiful? ?

An inexplicable anger suddenly surged into his heart, Wen Fei suddenly increased his strength, and asked grimly: "You pity me? Should I hand you a mirror to see who is more pitiful now?"

"Cough, cough——" Gu Rongjing wanted to break Wen Fei's five fingers, but Wen Fei added pressure from his cultivation, and his skills in the Mahayana period were naturally irresistible to him now.He raised his blurry eyes and smiled softly at the person in front of him, his throat was so choked that he couldn't speak, only his two lips opened and closed, and he spit out a clear lip language.

"I pity you because you are my substitute..."

Wen Fei read the last word, his expression suddenly changed, and the next moment he punched Gu Rongjing in the face! !

"Fuck you!!"

He didn't stop this punch, Gu Rongjing turned his head and spit out a big mouthful of blood, his mandible was almost shattered.Wen Fei's chest heaved, her fingernails clenched in her palms were bleeding.

The face in front of him was stained with blood, but he bent over and laughed like him, looking even more hateful.

"I don't hate you." Gu Rongjing raised his eyes, his eyes were full of sarcasm, his voice was vague but his words were very clear, "You are just a poor wretch who was hurriedly pushed to the position after Huo Xuan's death, and you just waited for a while before I became a demon. The impostors who control the Demon Realm—"

"boom--!!"

Another punch was thrown, and with a loud bang, Gu Rongjing was knocked half of his body into the stone wall, and blood flowed down from his forehead, staining half of his face red.He raised his slightly trembling fingertips, trying to wipe away the blood dripping from the corner of his eyes, the next moment, a phantom flashed by, and Wen Fei was already in front of him.

"It seems that I didn't make it clear."

He held a sharp knife tainted with devilish energy, and pressed it against Gu Rongjing's face. The dense miasma almost engulfed the two of them. He seemed completely unaware that his eyes had turned blood red, and said bitterly, " You are just a wild bastard, and no one will look at you when you die on the side of the road! He treats you well only because you have my shadow on you. I am his first apprentice and have been with him for twenty years... Otherwise Why do you think you can be arrogant in front of me?!"

"Why should I..."

Gu Rongjing raised his hand to hold the sharp knife, blood dripped down.Wen Fei is very smart, if he heard this sentence in the past, he would definitely be sad.

He raised his face, against the suppression of his Mahayana cultivation base, the sharp knife was pressed a few inches upwards with his palm, how could the skin-cutting wound not hurt?The blade was embedded in the flesh, almost cutting off half of his palm.

"Just based on..." Gu Rongjing gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but his eyes were full of undying, tenacious aura, "In the genealogy of Ruyimen, he only wrote my name!!"

Wen Fei's pupils shrank suddenly.

In an instant, a powerful coercion burst out of the rock, Gu Rongjing half-kneeled on the ground, but his back never collapsed, he held the sharp knife with the opposite back in his hand, and suddenly broke through the miasma around Wen Fei! ! !

A very familiar spiritual power shook Wen Fei's chest through the sharp knife. He groaned, stepped back a few steps, and stood still while leaning on the stone wall in embarrassment.

"Impossible, impossible—" He had a crazy expression on his face, he didn't even notice the black blood spilling from his mouth, and he just muttered, "How could he write your genealogy for you himself...Impossible..."

Back then when he was led back to Ruyi Gate by Xian Yu, the head was still there. Although he personally served tea to Master, his name was recorded by the head.Tan Shengwen was originally Huo Xuan's disciple. After Huo Xuan left, Xian Yu felt ashamed, so he took him to his own branch to teach him, but he never recorded this person in the clan book by himself, but was the head of the current generation. He takes care of medium and large affairs.

He's always lazy, out of trouble, and doesn't seem to care about anything.He had always thought that the master entrusted this matter to him because he trusted him, but now he realized that maybe it was not worthy of his intentions.

If he treats Gu Rongjing like this, then what is he?

"No, master won't..." Wen Fei squeezed out a few words from the root of his teeth, and when he looked at Gu Rongjing again, his eyes were full of murderous intentions, "Go to hell!!"

The miasma suddenly rose, and he slapped down his palm with full cultivation: if this palm fell, Gu Rongjing's cultivation would not be more than that of the late stage of ecstasy, and he would undoubtedly die——

Gu Rongjing's face suddenly became serious, and he raised his hand to call out the long-scar sword. A form of spring revival was already on the sword, and the murderous palm suddenly stopped in the air, and Wen Fei gradually showed a distorted and painful expression——

It's like being suppressed by Hao mercilessly.

Wen Fei turned his head and looked at the unfathomable night sky, with a trace of imperceptible hatred in his eyes. The next moment, he suddenly stopped and disappeared in front of Gu Rongjing with the magic energy as a barrier.

"..."

Gu Rongjing loosened his palm slightly, and the blood-soaked blade of the sword smashed into the red dust, throwing out a piece of fine dust.He sat for a long while, and then slowly stood up when the pain was no longer so painful.

Only now did he finally have the time to look around.Here is a cliff and rift valley, with many mountains and mountains, the mountains are as high as clouds, and there are red rivers with broken walls everywhere, and the temperature is terribly hot.

Gu Rongjing held his sword and walked forward along the direction of the river. When he was less than five hundred steps away, he suddenly stopped.

Several streams in front of me converged to form a red river eye.The center has suffered from sand and gravel siltation all year round, and a small island with a small area has been piled up abruptly.

There is a broken knife stuck obliquely in the center of Zhou Xin.

Not far away was a person with a transparent figure, with his eyes closed tightly, leaning on the knife like a half-soul.That person looked almost exactly the same as him, except that his brows and eyes were darker, and there was a terrifying scar on his face that ran through his facial features.

Sensing him approaching, Duan Dao suddenly hummed and mourned.

This scene is almost exactly the same as what he saw in Jiaolong's dream that day.It's just that the black gold knife was inserted in the heart of the river that day, but now it is a... magic knife that has been damaged for many years.

——About four feet long and three inches wide, the whole body is as black as Nirvana, the sword body is streamlined like water, and the hook is like a moon.

——Thousands of years ago, it was a weapon sharpened by a great Taoist during the tribulation period for his poor practice. It was originally a guardian knife.

——It's a pity that his Taoist companion was tortured to extract a confession because he was involved in a wrong case, and died of injustice.Da Neng was full of grief and indignation and determined to take revenge, but the guardian knife was infected with the devilish energy of its master, and gradually turned into an irrepressible fierce demon knife.

Gu Rongjing clenched his sword tightly, his mind went blank.

When the master told this story in the sword cellar of Daming Village, he was asked about the whereabouts of the magic sword by the master who forged the sword.It was only later that Gu Rongjing found out that this magic knife had reappeared thousands of years later and fell into Huo Xuan's hands, killing millions of people with him.Finally, in the land of no one, the master cut it to pieces with a sword, and since then it has disappeared between heaven and earth.

After hearing the whole story for a long time, until now, Gu Rongjing has never guessed:

He turned out to be the magic knife that was cut into pieces.