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

Gulu Gulu Gulu, the silent sea surface suddenly boiled like a boiling kettle, bubbles popped up, the sea water and night met, the sky and the earth seemed to be covered by a huge blue cloth, it was difficult to escape.

"puff--"

The sea water exploded in all directions, and a wet figure floated out of the water. 'Gu Rongjing' touched the water droplets on his face, and faintly smelled the smell of blood on his body, as well as the faint wetness and saltiness of the sea water.

After staying in Wujian for too long, his nose was filled with the smell of minced flesh and blood, and he almost forgot what it was like to breathe fresh air.

There were bursts of mournful and mournful humming from the deep sea, like waves rising and falling, from far to near. 'Gu Rongjing' turned a blind eye to it, and pulled out his right hand that was stuck in the sea water. The green blood knife was as heavy as a thousand weights, dragging the mortal body whose meridians had been discarded, trying to fall down. 'Gu Rongjing' frowned slightly, with a slightly disgusted expression, then changed the handle, and walked towards the distant shore on the waves. The powerful true energy rested on his feet, and the sea water separated, step by step, like walking on flat ground.

According to legend, Pangu died of exhaustion in the creation of the world, and only traveled thousands of miles of valleys by kneeling here.Since then, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and the former valleys have been flooded by sea water, forming this land of bitter seas.It is not a lie to say that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless.The Sea of ​​Bitterness covers a total of four million and forty-eight thousand miles, but when it reaches the end of the sea, it touches the boundary of this world. There is no way forward. It flows down the water, and there are only endless black holes underneath. 'Gu Rongjing' walked for an unknown number of hours without looking back, and only saw a large desert when the sky was slightly bright.

When Xian Yu fell into the sea of ​​suffering, because of his accumulated merits, he should not be sent to hell, nor could he linger in the sea of ​​suffering. The waves dragged him into this vast desert. Ten years later, he was found by Fang Jingcheng and brought back to the ice coffin to heal his injuries.

Gu Rongjing couldn't predict the future. After walking all night and soaking in sea water and blood, several wounds had already festered. 'Gu Rongjing' violently tore off half of his sleeve, bandaged it briefly, inserted the blade of the knife into the loose yellow sand, and said: "It's the place, come out."

It was quiet all around.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement, 'Gu Rongjing' finally became impatient, "Hey, if you don't come out again, you will never think about it in this life."

The yellow sand was all over the sky, and the blowing made gravel in his hair. Standing alone on the sand and talking to himself, he looked like a very crazy person.For a moment, 'Gu Rongjing' was finally a little angry, raised his slap to wake him up, but suddenly remembered that he was wearing his shell now, and the slap hurt so much that it was himself, so he withdrew his hand resentfully.

"Okay, you chose this yourself. Don't blame me when the time comes." As he said, he wrapped the Jade Blood Knife with cloth and rolled it up. A bunch of odds and ends came out—

There are a handful of clean and tidy amulets and insect repellents; many bottles and cans are good medicines for nourishing the spirit; there are also some pots and pans, sheets and bedding, and even a few very gorgeous and beautiful clothes embroidered with stitches. There are a lot of utensils, but there is no magic weapon or treasure. It doesn't look like something that a monk in the out-of-body period would bring when he goes out to practice.

Flipping through the pages, he couldn't stop his disgust, and almost threw the mustard ring into the sea of ​​bitterness behind him, when the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly found a square box the size of a palm in the corner. 'Gu Rongjing' paused for a moment, and for some reason, the box was taken out by some mysterious act.

After opening it, I found that there was nothing valuable, but two beaded hairpins.

The petals are purple and blue, in the style of Lingshuang flowers.

There was a slight change in the eyes of 'Gu Rongjing'.

He turned out the clean and tidy clothes in the mustard ring again, only to find that there was still a layer of cloth covering the outside, which was obviously wrapped with his heart, but he accidentally turned it into a mess just now. 'Gu Rongjing' compared the size and length of the lower sleeves, and found that the size was obviously two circles smaller.

'Gu Rongjing' squatted on the sand for a long while, seeing a mess in front of him, with bits and pieces lying around, like a peddler selling goods at a stall in the western suburbs of the city gate.

After a long time, he snorted and laughed.

I said, no wonder I went out even though I was desperate. It turned out that there was a little lover waiting outside.That's right, after all, almost 20 years have passed, and counting the days, it has already reached the year of the crown, and it is time to marry a wife.

How time flies.

'Gu Rongjing' suppressed the slight loneliness in his eyes, bent down and brushed off the dust on the bead flower, and put it back in the sandalwood incense box.At this time, a mutton fat jade tablet hanging from his waist suddenly fell out and lay heavily on the sand.

He lifted it up with the tassels, and the jade tablet spun back and forth in the air along the direction. The fine jade material was extraordinarily crystal clear under the white light of the fish belly.The moment the wind stopped, the engraved side of the jade tablet happened to turn in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows, only to see three big characters engraved on it:

wishful door.

The extreme north is ice and snow all the year round, and every winter, it is covered with three feet of snow, making it almost impossible to walk an inch.The soil here is poor, and there are few crops that can withstand the severe cold. The mountains and plains are full of green pines and cypresses. The scene of flowers blooming in spring and summer in the Central Plains is not seen. In addition, the snowy nights and the short sunshine, The daytime in a day is probably only about four hours.

If you are here for the first time, in addition to the thin air, easy to breathe and purple face, if you only see the white snow in front of you for a long time, you will suffer from snow blindness in a short time, and it will recover in a day or two. In severe cases, he could not see things for ten days and half a month.

Except for picking Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, and hunting tigers and leopards, there are few people here, and only a few tribes of high mountain peoples stop here.

Zheng Shengling would still admire Xian Yu if he took off his identity as the Northern Sea Demon Lord and stayed in this extremely unbearable extreme north for hundreds of years just to track down Xian Yu's whereabouts.

As soon as he arrived in the mountains, Su Ran's old symptoms worsened.

The root cause of the last fight has not been completely cured. When he was in the Jiange, the devilish energy on Su Ran's shoulders was left on purpose by Wen Fei. Although he hated this little beast at that time, he didn't think he wanted her to die. What's more, he needed to use her to fish out Xian Yu's whereabouts, so he knew immediately as soon as Xian Yu pulled it out.But this time, Wen Fei's ruthless hand, naturally, won't let Xian Yu notice it easily. These days, Zheng Yi, Jiang Wenyun, Zheng Shengling, and Xian Yu have taken turns to send spiritual power, and they just forced out the residual poison in her body three points.

A few days ago, the spiritual power in the body was consumed by rotations in and out, and Xian Yu finally broke through the realm and reached the cultivation base of the initial stage of fusion.But no matter how talented he is, his current strength is still too small in front of the Mahayana period.According to Wen Fei's cultivation level, let alone him, even if twenty monks in the combined body stage came, it would be easy for Wen Fei to push them to the ground and beat them up.

The road to becoming a fairy is long and difficult, it is difficult to get started, and it is even more difficult to improve.In the later stage, even if there is only half a realm difference, maybe there is a difference in cultivation base that has been separated by thousands of years.

If he heard that Fei really led troops to attack the human world and the cultivation world, with his current progress, Xian Yu might not be able to stop his attack.

"Master, you said that after we arrive in Youdu, can he release people?"

One day, Xian Yu was leaning against the sail, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance thinking about something, when Zheng Shengling suddenly came over from behind and asked him this question.

Xian Yu shook her head.

Zheng Shengling thought he was saying that he didn't know, and sighed, "They say that Wen Fei is a heinous devil... I don't know what happened to Zhao Sheng and the others."

Xian Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Where's your father?"

"Ah?" Zheng Shengling looked back, "He seems to be in the wine cellar. Su Ran said that the wound was painful and wanted to drink some wine to slow down. My mother went to find ginger slices for her, saying it was soaked in the wine cellar. Let’s cook together and keep her warm.”

The air in the high mountain is thin and frighteningly cold. In the past few days, Su Ran's wound has healed and then cracked, and the crack has healed. Not only was she tortured, but the people around her also felt uncomfortable.After drinking, at least I can sleep better.

"I'll go find him."

After Xian Yu finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the wine cellar.

Alcohol is not good, but when used properly, it can paralyze and relieve pain.Su Ran has been suffering from illness for several days and couldn't sleep well, so drinking some wine can make her feel better now.Zheng Yi was worried and didn't sleep well for several days, so he simply accompanied his wife to find wine.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and saw Xian Yu.

"Master..."

Suddenly, he called the wrong title, Zheng Yi hurriedly wanted to change his name to Daojun, but Xian Yu waved his hand, not fussing over these details with him.

"I came to you because I wanted to ask you something."

he said.

Jiang Wenyun glanced at her husband, and said knowingly: "I also found the wine, Miss Su is waiting to use it, so I'll go first, you guys talk slowly."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, and closed the door intimately.

There were only the two of them left in the wine cellar, and it was very quiet.Zheng Yi dragged two chairs over and poured Xian Yu another glass of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, "What do you want to ask?"

Xian Yu picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

It was rare for him to chew peonies like this. In the past, he brewed and drank wine with his senior brother at Ruyimen. The two jars of sweet-scented osmanthus brewed by the master the year before last had to be drunk, and the remaining jar was divided between the two seniors. Every time they drank They are all mouthfuls, and the tip of Yuexia's nose is filled with the fragrance of wine, and everyone is drunk if the wine is not intoxicating.

After drinking this cup, Zheng Yi saw it in his eyes and knew it in his heart.

"Master, is it for the sake of Junior Brother?"

Xian Yu was silent for a long while before speaking, "I have always been very concerned about Su Ran's words."

Zheng Yi didn't quite understand.

Xian Yu suddenly said: "Do you remember that when we were in Wutong Mountain, we ran into a senior brother by chance, and I had a fight with him under the tree at that time?"

Zheng Yi was stunned for a moment, and he got a little impression after saying this, "It seems to be."

At that time, Wen Fei was practicing in seclusion, and Xian Yu took him down the mountain to do some errands. On Wutong Mountain, he happened to meet Huo Xuan, who was already a Demon Lord.The two senior brothers haven't fought a match yet, and when they left, the master was still a little bit annoyed...

Of course, it doesn't matter.

"Brother already had the Jade Blood Knife by my side at that time, but at the time I hated him for being a demon, so I didn't pay attention to it, but now that I think about it, it's a bit strange." Xian Yu frowned slightly, "Brother's cultivation has never been as good as mine, why? Can you fight me even after becoming a demon? You also know the origin of that Jade Blood Knife. It is a magic knife that has been cultivated for thousands of years. That magic knife."

Even if he could control it, that person would definitely not be Huo Xuan who had just become a demon.

Zheng Yi nodded, and asked again: "Why did Master suddenly mention this?"

Xian Yu was stunned for a moment, and her well-organized thoughts just now were suddenly interrupted.

Yes, how long has he been struggling with this and what to do.

only--

"Always felt……"

After a long time, Xian Yu said, "I owe you a little."

I owe him the scar that fell with a sword back then.