Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuehuai did not expect that Yun Cuo actually had the intention to live in Murong Villa for a long time.

Yun mistakenly listened to his words, and after finishing his meal in a well-behaved silence, he asked him: "Xuehuai, if I want to be a teacher, what should I do?"

Xuehuai looked at him warily: "Why are you asking this?"

Yun Cuo looked into his eyes, and continued to speak politely: "I have been practicing alone before, and there are many subtle obstructions that have not been solved. I want to take this opportunity to improve myself, and also to become a person who will be useful to Xianzhou in the future." People make plans."

Xuehuai was expressionless: "This reason is too blunt, change it."

"I admire the heroic figure of Lord Murong..."

"It's more blunt. Our old man spends 50 days a year in seclusion. The legends about him in the world are all [-] years ago." Xuehuai looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Why don't you say that the environment for raising cats here is good? , so you want to live permanently?"

Yun Cuo said: "The environment here is indeed better than that over there, it likes the warmth here."

The silver-gray kitten came over in time, arched its round and fluffy head in his palm, and then meowed shyly at Xuehuai twice.

Xuehuai: "..."

Yun Cuo looked into his eyes seriously, and suddenly called his name softly: "Xuehuai, what do I think, you... still don't know?"

Xuehuai's scalp was numb from his stare, she immediately waved her hand and said, "I know, I know, you don't need to say it."

But Yuncuo had to say it—he sat up straight before Xuehuai's words fell, and told him seriously: "I like you, and I want to marry you."

He was so direct that Xuehuai didn't know how to respond for a while.But Yun Cuo crossed the low tabletop, leaned over to look at him, and continued: "I want to stay by your side and protect you well. I want you to be safe and carefree forever."

He was too close, Xuehuai happened to be sitting against the wall, there was no way to avoid it, she was forced to look up and meet his dark and deep eyes.

"Xuehuai, don't hide from me, don't run away from me, okay?" Yun Cuo reached out and touched his eyes lightly, causing Xuehuai to blink a few times, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.He seemed to like Xuehuai's tear mole very much, but he quickly shrank back after touching it.

He said softly: "I was thinking that it might be the first time we met. I scared you. I rushed up to hug you like that, and then followed you home... Isn't this scary? I'm sorry, I'm not Intentionally. But you... I always feel that you shouldn't be like this. "

He stood up, eyes still watching him did not leave.It was cloudy outside the house, and there was a lamp on the table, which made the eyes of both of them very bright. Looking at Yun Cuo from this angle, the dark red in his eyes was more obvious, and the sinister and evil aura was more prominent. There is a faint pressure.

Xuehuai suddenly realized that the person in front of him was Yun Cuo, a person who could dominate Kyushu and threaten the entire heaven, and this was actually his true face.These days, why does he feel that this person is pitiful and easy to bully?

It just so happened that he was rebellious, and he also squinted his eyes after hearing this, and squinted over: "What does Immortal Master Yun think, what should I be like?"

Yun Cuo was stunned for a moment, as if he had noticed the slight unhappiness in his tone, but said very softly: "I didn't mean that. I was thinking, you are such a proud and courageous person, you should be... You shouldn't be so resistant to contacting me. We are the same kind of people, right? Xuehuai, have you heard of something, and have any... big opinions and misunderstandings about me? Can I explain it? ?”

Xue Huai was startled.

Yun Cuo's voice lowered, and his eyes dimmed a little: "You obviously... you should, you don't hate me."

They used to be a pair of flamboyant young men in fresh clothes and angry horses, talking and laughing, from the age of 16 to 26, the so-called hit it off... It was because they wished they could have been born ten years earlier, and hated to miss each other's childhood and immature youth. .They talk about everything, know all the thoughts and preferences of each other because of their similarities, and complement each other because of their distinct differences.

It's too late to meet each other, the old things are as far away as the sky.

Xuehuai was silent for a while, and said: "It's not your problem, it's my problem."

Yun Cuo looked at him quietly, his mouth opened, as if he wanted to speak.

Xue Huai interrupted him: "Give me some time to think about it, you're right, it's not an option to keep avoiding you like this."

Yun Cuo said with a low smile: "You admit it, but you are still avoiding me."

He restrained his smile again, and said aggrievedly: "You promised not to do this."

Xuehuai sighed: "Okay, okay, I apologize."

He also stood up and pushed Yun Cuo out: "I know everything, give me some time to think about it, okay? I won't interfere with what you want to do, and now we have a marriage contract in the eyes of others, but I still want to tell you, I won't admit it for the time being."

Yun Cuo was obediently pushed away by him, and turned to look at him: "I know, I will be measured."

...Running to the gate of Murong Mountain on his own will, just to cook for him for four days, doesn't seem like a proper person.

Xuehuai finally managed to push him out and pointed him the way: "The yard on the top of this way is my grandfather's. If you want to apprentice, go talk to him."

Yun Cuo nodded, and said "hmm".

After walking a few steps, he turned back and asked, "Then, can I practice under the same master as you? Can I also learn healing techniques?"

Xuehuai laughed: "Whatever you want, this is your business."

Yun Cuo nodded again and went out.

Murong Jinchuan agreed to Yun Cuo's request to become a teacher.

But Yuncuo's plan to be a classmate with Xuehuai fell through—Murong Jinchuan's only requirement for accepting him was to ask him to practice swords and be one of his personal disciples.

Murong Jinchuan said in a deep voice: "I don't know what my useless son-in-law told you, but if you want to marry us Xiaohuai, you have to pass my test first. You are of half-demon blood, have the tendency to become demons, and your heart needs to be strong." Grinding, the aura needs to be polished, and the vision needs to be improved. If you pass this test, young people can do whatever you want. If you can’t pass it, I will never allow Xiaohuai to choose you as a Taoist companion."

Yun Cuo said, "I understand."

He followed the new batch of disciples recruited by Murong Xianmen to enroll.

A batch of new disciples are accepted here every year. In fact, Xuehuai came through the back door and joined the class halfway, not catching up with the serious group.In terms of seniority, Xuehuai's master Cai Yi and Murong Jinchuan are the same generation from the same school, and Xuehuai entered school earlier than Yuncuo, so Yuncuo still has to call him senior brother.

The disciples of Murong Xianmen once ranked all the sect masters, suzerains, and venerables here, and the ordering reference is the happiness index of their disciples.To sum it up, being a disciple of Xuehuai's master, Cai Yi, has the highest happiness index.

Correspondingly, the final ranking is Murong Jinchuan, the leader.

The person who doesn't even let go of his own grandchildren can only be described by the word "old monster".He doesn't accept personal disciples easily, once he accepts, he will definitely be a great figure in the future, correspondingly, it is not easy to pass his test, rumor has it that a talented person was accepted by him as a closed disciple before, He even passed the final test, but was defeated at the moment when he left the test——When Murong Jinchuan glimpsed the undisguised ecstasy on his face, he only said lightly: "The cultivation method is acceptable, but the character is not enough. After 20 years Besides, he is my disciple."

As a result, the number of closed disciples was vacant.Murong Jinchuan erased this person's name from the list and never mentioned this person.

Later, even Xuehuai never pried out any gossip from his grandfather, but only knew the only information - that former closed disciple was a heavenly spiritual root, a collection of spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and each spiritual root was inherently outstanding.

When he was a child, he felt that there was something wrong with his grandfather's approach, and he seriously complained on behalf of the person he had never met: "But grandpa, if I finally pass the test, I will definitely laugh happily, can't I laugh?" ?"

Murong Jinchuan patted his head, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Huai, you've always been calm and relaxed, so it's natural. But you can usually see your extreme temperament and short-sightedness. Before that, I had already told him Several chances."

Yuncuo's Jingshi tea was completed on the first morning when the rain stopped.

The immortal masters gathered their mana, and after several days and nights of violent wind and rain, the area with a radius of [-] li centered on the Murong Mountain Gate will be humid and suitable throughout the year, and the four seasons will be like spring.

Hearing that Murong Jinchuan was about to accept another apprentice, all five of his disciples who had been trained under him rushed back from all corners of the country. None of the five people has a heavenly spirit root, but they are all people who have reached the pinnacle in their respective fields of practice, and their immortal roots are outstanding.

Yun Cuo was the first candidate disciple whose spiritual root was unknown, with the blood of a person from the demon world.

Murong Jinchuan and Yun Cuo talked thoroughly all night, and no one knew what they said.On such a solemn occasion where the head of the sect accepts closed disciples, even though Xuehuai is the grandson of the head master, she can only come in as a low-level disciple to observe, beat his hands and serve tea and water.

"Tracing the source of all streams, transcendental spiritual practice."

Yun Cuo knelt down on the ground, and there were people lined up on the seats on both sides. Murong Jinchuan was in the middle, drawing out a faint brilliance out of thin air, and pressing it between Yun Cuo's eyebrows.

At that moment, the invisible wind and aura suddenly swept across the world, creating an extremely compelling sense of oppression——

As if being choked by the throat and forced into the water, everyone present was defenseless. Under the coercion of a thousand troops, the tea boy at the side couldn't resist, and a mouthful of blood spewed out!

Everyone in the room was shocked and stood up nervously, staring at Yun Cuo.

And Murong Jinchuan's face turned pale - all of them knew what this meant.

Murong Jinchuan himself has the cultivation level of Huashen, and the five disciples present are all above the cultivation base of Transcending Tribulation Golden Core. Yun Cuo's cultivation level has not yet reached the end, and he can surpass everyone present with an absolutely crushing attitude.

That is to say, this young man who is not yet seventeen has at least a cultivation level above that of transforming a god!

There was also some surprise in Xuehuai's eyes, but she didn't show it, she just took a sip of tea.

He couldn't see Yun Cuo's roots, and in the same way Yun Cuo couldn't see his cultivation.In his previous life, Yun Cuo never told him that he had become a demon, nor did he tell him how deep his cultivation had been. Yun Cuo would always only say, "I'm the same as you" when he came over to tell him about the benefits of his exercises.

The big liar!he thought.

Yun Cuo had no expression on his face, and knelt there quietly as before. He just saw that someone was injured, so he stretched out his hand and used a small spell to suppress Murong Jinchuan's spirit-inducing spell.

The wind suddenly dissipated.

He asked softly, "Master?"

Murong Jinchuan's face was solemn, he didn't respond to him, but looked around and asked his five remaining disciples: "Who is the person with the highest cultivation level known in the fairy world?"

"The head of the sect should be Fuli Emperor Jun Xingyi who has survived since ancient times, a fellow cultivator of immortals and demons, whose cultivation base of immortality has reached the level of causality, and can command all things in the mountains; at the same time, he has cultivated to the fifteenth level of the demonic way." Xuehuai said. A brother replied in a low voice.

Karma is not linked, that is, I jump out of the causal cycle of birth and death.

The fifteenth level of enchantment means transcending all good and evil right and wrong.

Murong Jinchuan asked: "Yun Cuo, what level have you cultivated to?"

Yun Cuo said in a low voice: "Fellow cultivator of immortals and demons, the way of immortality...cause and effect do not stick, the way of magic...No.16."

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

After a long while, a woman tremblingly asked, "What did you say...?"

Yun Cuo didn't repeat it again, but everyone knew that he didn't need to be extravagant here.They have all heard of the name of the young master Yun Cuo, and they know that he is usually quiet and stable, and he is by no means a lighthearted person.

Murong Jinchuan immediately gave an order: "Everyone go out, I want to talk to him alone."

His words were iron orders, and everyone looked at Yun Cuo with fear or awe, and then sighed in a low voice and walked out the door, as if sizing up a monster.

This is a half-demon, with unclear breath, unstable roots, extremely high cultivation and extremely unstable. In other words, this is an extremely dangerous person, an evil obstacle that can get out of control at any time.In addition, I heard that the young master's mother died young, and he went crazy from smoking cigarettes, so he grew up alone, giving birth to first-class coldness and evil.

Some people even mentioned the childhood experiences they had heard, saying that when Yun Cuo looked at people when he was young, it was like looking at ants and insects.

Yun Cuo was still expressionless and indifferent, like a heartless porcelain man.

Only when Xuehuai walked out, he moved and turned to look at him, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

He said, "Xuehuai, can you wait for me outside?"

Xuehuai looked at him in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Okay."

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