Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

Shen Jingliu came out from the Green Bamboo Courtyard, then summoned "Aoshuang", Yujian went down Qingjing Peak.

There are five main peaks in Xuantianzong.

Four of them are the main peaks of the four elders: Elder Fuxue's Guixue Peak, Elder Zhongli's Wenwen Peak, Elder Fei Ling's Kongqing Peak, and Elder Luo's Junzi Peak.

These four peaks face each other and form a circle.

And the center of the circle is Qingjing Peak where Shen Jingliu is.

This is the location where the Xuantian Sect's head teachers lived.

The four peaks encircle and form a circle, protecting the Qingjing peak in the middle, implying unity among the same sect and uniting with the outside world.

Of course, since the founding of Xuantianzong for thousands of years, the past elders and head teachers have been very harmonious, and there has been no discord.

It was the same when Shen Jingliu was in charge.

The Qingkuya he was going to was far away from the five peaks, and was located in front of the sect of Xuantianzong.

However, Edgeworth has always been fast.

Therefore, Shen Jingliu rushed to Qingkuya within half a stick of incense from Yujian from Qingjing Peak.

This Qingkuya is where the outer disciples of Xuantianzong live.

Most of these people have mediocre qualifications.

However, Xuantianzong will not treat them harshly in teaching because of this.

Here, they have dedicated staff to teach.

If you can survive the difficult conditions to the sword test meeting held every eight years, and at the same time perform well in the meeting, you will have the opportunity to escape from the bitter cliff and become the disciple of an elder or a real person.

From then on, I no longer have to stay in this barren and bitter place.

However, most people do not have this opportunity.

Because their aptitudes were mediocre from the beginning, but most of the cultivation of immortals depends on aptitude.

Without qualifications, half of the road to cultivating immortals is broken.

So eight years later, they won't change much.

Most of them can reach the foundation establishment is a good result.

When the time comes, he will become the new teaching elder on this bitter cliff, and live an ordinary and comfortable life.

This is the ending of most of the outer sect disciples of Qingkuya.

Shen Jingliu was very talented when he was young, and he was sent directly to Qianmian Mountain where the inner disciples were after climbing the mountain.

Then, before the sword test meeting eight years later, he was accepted as an apprentice by the head teacher at that time.

After that, it became a blockbuster at the conference.

He was dressed in white, held a long sword in his hand, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a set of "Eighteen Qingming Styles", which can be called Xuantianzong's unique knowledge, was danced out.

His swordsmanship is elegant and sharp, and his moves are neat and crisp.

He has a slender figure, a straight back, and a cold and aloof personality. He always looks cold on weekdays. Therefore, the name of "Mr. Aoxue" started and became more and more famous.

...

Qingkuya is no better than the peaks above, because there is no magic at the lowest point, so it is often hot in summer and cold in winter.

It's not yet the twelfth lunar month, but there is already a heavy snowfall on this bitter cliff.

Shen Jingliu took an umbrella and stepped into the snow one by one.

It's windy and cold here, it's not suitable for Yujian to fly at all.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived at this boundary, he put away "Aoshuang".

【You don't look good. 】

Taking another step forward, the system that I haven't seen for many days suddenly made a sound.

It's right, Shen Jingliu's expression is indeed not very good-looking.

He had never been to this bitter cliff before, so he didn't fully understand the situation here.

Even the first meeting with Jiang Wuxie was next to Qianli Pavilion in Qianmian Mountain.

And the next few meetings also avoided this bitter cliff.

Later, after he accepted Jiang Wuxie as his apprentice, it was even more impossible for him to set foot here.

Therefore, he was completely at a loss as to what it was like here.

Looking at the flying snow all over the sky, Shen Jingliu pursed her lips.

If this bitter cliff is like this all the year round, how did Jiang Wuxie, who has lived here for eight years, endure it?

Luo Shen alone said that he did not have enough food and clothing all year round, and the first eight years of becoming his apprentice...

Shen Jingliu didn't dare to think any further.

【You seem to feel a little pity for him. 】

The system beeped again.

"...I didn't." Looking at the white snow in front of her eyes, Shen Jingliu said lightly.

[But you hesitated, hesitating means that what you said in your heart is not the same as what you said. 】

"..." Shen Jingliu stopped talking.

【Did you forgive him? 】

Seeing that Shen Jingliu did not speak, the system was also silent for a while.

After a while, it asked again.

There was some obvious temptation in the mechanical voice.

Shen Jingliu paused when he stepped out, but he didn't hesitate.

"Do you have someone close and trusted?"

He sneered and asked the system back.

[Yes, my master, he created me! 】

The latter answered him without hesitation.

"Then he will destroy you one day?"

Looking at Feixue, he asked again.

【Won't!Master won't ruin mine! 】

The mechanical sound of the system has a rare ups and downs.

"Oh." Shen Jingliu smiled wryly, "I used to think so too."

He tilted the umbrella slightly and looked at the sky.

The black wheel hangs high.

Countless snow fell from the sky, and when the wind blew, it instantly covered Shen Jingliu's shoulders.

After a while, it melted directly and wet his clothes.

Shen Jingliu glanced at her wet shoulders, her eyelashes trembling.

【Then do you still believe what he said? 】

After a short pause, the system spoke again.

"What do you think I put the paper dolls outside the house for?"

Shen Jingliu replied to the system's words, but her feet didn't stop.

Paper figurines are a technique used by warlocks in the comprehension world to track and spy on information.

No matter where you are, you can stick the spirit-infused paper man on the thing you want to spy on, and you can hear what you want.

Jiang Wuxie's spiritual power is weak now, so he can't find this paper figurine at all.

Therefore, Shen Jingliu dared to stick the paper figurine outside the window mortar with confidence.

【...I thought you believed him. 】

"He killed me in the previous life, should I trust him without reservation? I'm not a saint, and I can't do things like revenge with kindness.

If it wasn't for the bastard you mentioned, do you think I would have kept him until now? "

Shen Jingliu walked to a corridor, closed her umbrella, and stepped onto the corridor.

【You want to kill him? ! 】

The system sound fluctuated a bit.

"As you wish, not now."

【...Then why did you come to Clear Bitter Cliff?Acting for your apprentice? 】

"Lin Xun has a wicked mind, even if I don't come, he won't live long.

It will be a disaster for such a person to stay in Xuantianzong sooner or later. "

Shen Jingliu shook the snow on the paper umbrella and said calmly.

【...You are really ruthless. 】

After a long silence, a sentence came out of the system.

Shen Jingliu had already reached the end of the long corridor at this moment, he looked at the disciples who were laughing and playing in the room in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "I have always been like this."

The system stopped talking, and Shen Jingliu didn't bother to talk to it.

Putting the umbrella by the door, Shen Jingliu stepped over the threshold and entered the room.

The disciples who were joking and laughing suddenly fell silent.

Their eyes were full of shock.

Looking at the white-clothed man in front of him, it seemed that he couldn't believe that the legendary Xuantian sect head church was willing to come down the mountain to this bitter cliff.

"See the teacher!"

After being stunned for a long time, everyone finally came to their senses and hurriedly saluted.

Shen Jingliu nodded, signaling them to get up.

Then, he glanced at each of them expressionlessly, and finally his eyes stopped on a boy with a scar on his face.

He had seen this boy before.

He was among the group of disciples who beat people under Qingkuya this morning.

Shen Jingliu skipped the crowd and stopped in front of him.

Looking at the long scar on the boy's face from the right brow bone to the left cheek, he glanced at his eyebrows, "Where is Lin Xun?"

When the boy saw Shen Jingliu approaching, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously covered his scar.

Then seeing that Shen Jingliu didn't care about this, he gradually let go of his hand, but still lowered his head.

Then he pointed to the back, and said timidly: "Go back to the head teacher, the Bizhu Pavilion behind is where Lin Xun lives."

"The Green Bamboo Pavilion?"

Shen Jingliu was puzzled, he remembered that there was no such lofty loft in Qingkuya.

Moreover, there is only one word difference from his Bizhuyuan.

However, Shen Jingliu would not be angry because of this trivial matter.

The prime minister can punt a boat in his belly.

What's more, he is the head teacher of Xuantianzong.

If he was angry just because of such a thing, it would appear that he was too impatient.

Therefore, after listening to the boy's words, he still looked as usual.

However, just because he wasn't angry didn't mean the boy wasn't afraid.

Although Shen Jingliu had a handsome appearance, she was born with a cold face, rarely showing emotions.

Unless it is really extreme, there will be a little crack on this face that has not changed for thousands of years.

Therefore, the boy who didn't know Shen Jingliu's attitude but was afraid of Shen Jingliu's punishment moved his lips a few times, and said in a low voice, "Yes...it was Lin Xun's own name."

Although his voice was small, it was very clear in a room where no one was talking.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

Dare to name your residence the same as the head teacher, isn't that courting death?

Paper cannot hold fire.

Although everyone in the room didn't make a sound, everyone felt that Lin Xun, who had been rampant in Qingkuya for a long time, was probably going to end his good days.