Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Yuncuo's three-day retreat in the ice cave has not been smooth.

A place of severe cold, complete darkness, complete silence.The purpose of retreating for three days is to hone one's mind, test the monk's endurance for difficulties and harsh environments, and release some illusions from time to time.

These illusions are very slight, and they can be broken with a single poke, and it is unknown what will appear.The students who came in knew in advance that there would be such a test, so few were really hooked.

But it happens that Yuncuo will stumble on this level.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Murong Jinchuan frowned while probing Yun Cuo's cultivation status with spell traction.For the sake of protecting the students' privacy, they never take the initiative to find out where the students' demons are and what they are. The only thing they can know is that whenever the illusion appears, Yuncuo will interrupt the exercises once.Such a cycle goes on and on, and it will not be good for a long time.

The boy guarding the gate looked at him tremblingly: "Master Yun, Senior Brother Yun has half a day left to leave the gate. Are you planning to...?"

Murong Jinchuan's face was gloomy, and he withdrew the magic weapon in his hand that showed the student's cultivation status: "If you practice like this, you won't be able to stay for another 1000 years. Let him come out now."

The doorman remembered Xue Huai's entrustment, and knew that the head in front of him was Xue Huai's grandfather—he suggested: "The head, I'll let him come out right now, you go there first and I'll give it to you." You go make a cup of tea."

"No need. I'm going to tell him now that you can go back and rest." Murong Jinchuan with a livid face, waved his hand and directly broke the restraint, telling the people inside: "Come out."

The boy guarding the gate wanted to leave, stay or not, looked inside step by step and turned his head three times, and had already begun to think carefully "Will he be beaten to death by Senior Brother Xue if he didn't deliver it" and "Will he be beaten to death if he didn't deliver it in time?" Beaten to death by Junior Brother Yun", he was thinking, when he suddenly met Murong Jinchuan's cold gaze.

The leader stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "What is it? Give it to me to have a look."

Doorman: "..."

When Yuncuo came out of the cave, Murong Jinchuan continued to maintain a very stinky expression.

Perhaps it is because he knows that he is "conspiring against his precious grandson", Murong Jinchuan will always have this expression towards him.Yuncuo is under his sect, although he has always been a loner, but he can't help but hear his peers' evaluation of this "disgusting old man", and the old man he is talking about is the old man.

In class, he taught them harshly and was full of majesty as a teacher, but as soon as he left the school, he would immediately turn into a kind grandfather. Although he was still serious, he was kind to others, and he could acquiesce in the little girls pulling his beard to play. .

Mrs. Murong is a teacher's wife who is very welcome by the students. She brings meals to Murong Jinchuan when she comes back, and even makes some Fengyu tribe's specialty snacks for them.

Because the snacks are limited, most of the cheap ones are the few direct disciples under Murong Jinchuan, and the group of swordsmen who happen to be taught by Murong Jinchuan. Yun Cuo happens to occupy both, and the old lady benefits the most on weekdays It's him too.

"Come out? Go up to dinner with me first, and then I'll talk about your problem." After seeing him come out, Murong Jinchuan waved to him.

It was noon, Yuncuo looked at the sky, stood still, and said, "Master, let's talk here."

Murong Jinchuan saw through what he was thinking at a glance: "Young people, don't be impatient, the food court is closed."

The food garden is closed, that means he has no chance to eat with Xuehuai at noon today.

Yun Cuo followed Murong Jinchuan up.

At this time, it was the monk's lunch break, and Murong Jinchuan was obviously waiting for him and wanted to have a private talk with him.Just like the respecting teacher tea that day, the old man had a brief chat with him, and asked him why his cultivation base was so high, and why he didn't go anywhere with his cultivation base, and only wanted to practice here.

He told him with a pre-thought-out reason, saying that it was for the method of observing the mind and for his demon mother.

The old lady Murong was waiting for them on the top of the mountain, and the food was warmed by spells. Watching them eat, she also sat down.

The two elders were not sticking to talking to Yuncuo, they all knew that he was taciturn by nature, and he seemed dull and bewildered when he cared about them, so he just talked about the past leisurely.

The old lady liked Yun Cuo very much, and while picking up vegetables for him, she smiled and said, "Every time you see us, you can't let go. What are you embarrassed about? If you don't like the food I put in for you, just put it there yes."

Yun Cuo said: "It's nothing, I like the dishes you brought me." After speaking, he began to stuff his rice with big mouthfuls.

He has always been very clumsy in expressing his feelings. To Xuehuai, he wanted to give him all the good things in the world. To the old Murong couple, not only because they are Xuehuai's family, but also because they are so gentle A couple of elderly people, so they are more nervous than others.He has never experienced much love in his life. Before he had time to learn to love others, he first learned to plunder and plunder, to use force to win everything.

Now he knows it can't be.

The old lady Murong was getting old, and she liked to chatter when she had nothing to do. Murong Jinchuan listened, and listened with a smile, without interrupting.

Xuehuai's grandmother said that in the past, Xuehuai's mother, when she was a little girl, learned swords from his father, she was very strange.At that time, she brought food over, and the father and daughter ate head to head, competing to see who ate the fastest.

She said: "In the past, the cooking was for the old man and my girl, but now it's Xiaohuai and you. Xiaohuai's taste is up to us, and the food is light and refreshing. The whole fairy world is also light. You are not used to eating in Xianzhou. How to do it?"

Hearing this, Yun Cuo's heart felt a little hot.

Yuncuo said: "I'm used to eating." Now that he knows how to cook, he can tell the old man that he won't be hungry, but he subconsciously replied like this, which shows that he is indeed not a sweet-mouthed person.

After the meal, the old lady packed up the dishes and took them back to the mountain to wash.Murong Jinchuan suppressed the smile in his eyes, held a bowl of tea in his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you know what I'm looking for you for today?"

Yun Cuo whispered: "For this trial."

"You still know it's for this trial. Immortal Dao karma doesn't stick to it, Demon Dao has [-] levels, and you can't pass a low-level trial of the Foundation Establishment Period! Does it make sense?" Murong Jinchuan poured the cup on the table Let it go, the tea splashed down, "I don't care what you saw inside, but what did I tell you when you first came here? Stop arrogance and impetuosity, be peaceful and peaceful, and see what you have achieved?"

Yun Cuo said: "Master, I know I was wrong."

"What's the use of knowing a mistake? You'll do it again next time!" Murong Jinchuan said in a deep voice, "From today onwards, add a homework and come to me to learn calligraphy and chess. Practice calligraphy to get rid of impetuousness, and play chess." Go get lost, go, if it works, I have something, and I will give it to you when the time comes."

Yun wrongly said: "I understand."

Yun Cuo originally thought that Murong Jinchuan would promise him some magic weapon or secret book, but when Murong Jinchuan showed it to him, he realized it was not.

It was a heavy Xiushan jade jar, and the top, body, and bottom were clearly written with "Xuehuai presents Yuncuo."

He opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously reached out to grab it, but Murong Jinchuan patted his hand.

Murong Jinchuan said expressionlessly, "What did I just say?"

Yun Cuo learned to be good, didn't say anything, and silently put his hand back, but his eyes still followed the jar reluctantly.

Xuehuai gave him something.

At that moment, ecstasy swept over his limbs and bones, leaving him with no time to think about other things.

What could it be?

He was distracted by the pain and joy of his heart and lungs, and he heard Murong Jinchuan say: "Go back and write a self-criticism to me. I want to see if you have really thought about it."

Only then did Yun Cuo manage to calm down, and replied, "Okay."

Murong Jinchuan stopped his footsteps again, and asked in a deep voice: "Wait, with your unstable state of mind, I'm afraid the method of observing the mind has not made any progress?"

After being silent for a while, Yun Cuo whispered: "Yes."

When he was just reborn, he practiced the mind-watching method three times, but he always went astray three times.The first time he survived the danger and woke up by himself, the second time he was woken up when the stupid cat bit him across the jaws, and the third time it was Xuehuai who came to wake him up.

He is a very stupid person.Without Xuehuai, I don't know where to go, don't know where to go.He can't do anything without him.He knew it was wrong, but the more anxious he was to find out the truth of his previous life, the worse the effect would be.

He was so stubborn to find out the cause of Xuehuai's death, he wanted to witness the last moment of Xuehuai in his previous life with his own eyes - in this way, he would lock himself up forever with guilt.

In the mind-watching method before, he would always meet that snowy field that he couldn't avoid, it was there, but he couldn't get close to it.Remind him constantly who he lost.Now that he has brought him back, he no longer encounters this nightmare, but changes to another scene.

He would always see the shadow of Xuehuai's previous life again.

A shadow of nothingness stood there quietly.The appearance of not saying anything is the person he has loved for two lifetimes.

He looked at him with disappointment in his eyes, as if blaming him for his recklessness and incompetence.Seeing that look, he lost all his courage, and he didn't even dare to reach out and touch it.

He is selfish, cowardly, and despicable, and he uses cunning means to deceive him and hide all known secrets from him.Not knowing that before Xuehuai was reborn, he was in pain because he couldn't make up and apologize to himself, and when he knew that the people around him were really him in his previous life, he was in more pain.

If anyone had changed to practice the method of observing the mind, I'm afraid it would be better than him.He has a supreme cultivation, but he can't use it, like a tower made of spring grass, a slight breeze can make him collapse.

What Murong Jinchuan said is right, he is the type of person who can't control his own power at all, gold and jade are on the outside, and underneath is the empty and empty inside, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mess inside.

He whispered: "...There is a way."

Murong Jinchuan looked at him and shouted: "What can you do? No matter what you do, hand over the inspection tonight, and I'll see what else you have hidden."

Yun Cuo resigned.

He wanted to see Xuehuai earlier, so he went down the mountain to his own sword repair dormitory - he hardly came back, and lived in Xuehuai most of the time.

He said he was impatient, but he didn't seem to be impatient.He can calm down very much, he is the kind of person who can cross the mountains even if he puts a piece of candy at the end of the mountains.

But if he was asked to go another way and exchanged for another flavor of candy, he didn't even want to take the first step.No matter how much he persuaded him, he would be perfunctory, and he would not look back until he hit the south wall.

It didn't take him long to write the review, and rushed to the mountain to hand it to Murong Jinchuan.

When Murong Jinchuan saw it, he thought it was pretty good at first, Yun Cuo had done a good job of introspection, and he had a lot of insight into his own problems, but when he saw the end, his nose was crooked.

This stinky brat wrote a lot, to the effect: "Although I have a lot of problems now, and I often make mistakes in my exercises, as long as Xuehuai is by my side, there will be no problems."

Murong Jinchuan waved him away: "You go, you go, what kind of review is this, I will rewrite it tomorrow."

Yun Cuo stood still and looked at him innocently: "Master."

Murong Jinchuan: "?"

He saw Yun Cuo's eyes glued to a jar on the table behind him, and he understood it all at once.

He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, turned around and grabbed the jar, threw it into Yun Cuo's arms, and said with disgust, "Here I give you, hurry up, don't come here to be an eyesore to me."

He looked like he was so angry that he had a headache, he didn't want to look at him more, and waved him to leave quickly.

Yun Cuo caught it steadily, and then said neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you, Master."

His voice sounded cold and indifferent, but there was joy that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

This happiness was so obvious that when he walked out of the mountain gate, the gatekeepers looked at each other and whispered: "What did the master say? The young master is crazy with joy."

It was already evening when we went down the mountain.

Yun Cuo's footsteps stopped outside Xuehuai's room.

He has excellent hearing, he could hear someone inside, and heard Xue Huai's shallow breathing while lying on the bed.Yun Cuo hesitated - Xuehuai went to bed so early today?

He was not here for three days, so he wondered if Xuehuai had a good meal.

If there is a good meal, then who is eating with him?Xuehuai is such a free-spirited and casual person, who cares about food and also likes to find food friends who have something to say.

He obviously hasn't even seen the shadow of the "fan friend" who doesn't know whether he exists, but he feels an unspeakable feeling in his heart, sour, sweet, and empty.

Even if he came out early and didn't tell him, but based on the normal three days, today should be the day when he leaves the customs, Xuehuai will not be unaware.Otherwise, he wouldn't have given him this jar of stuff—he wasn't willing to open it yet.

Yun Cuo whispered: "Sleep so early, you are not willing to wait for me."

Having said that, he still gently opened the door and walked in.

Xuehuai nestled under the quilt, hugging a phoenix down pillow in her arms, leaning on the gluttonous ghost shrunk into a ball on her back, sleeping soundly.

He stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for Xuehuai, covered the gluttonous ghost's bald head with a flannelette, and tucked the quilt for the bird-shaped phoenix down pillow.

After finishing all this seriously, he turned and went into the small kitchen, made the sound of the barrier closing, made breakfast for Xuehuai in advance, and warmed it with spells.

It seemed that Xuehuai hadn't thought of him for the past three days - but thinking of the jar, he wasn't so sure.

That was a gift from his precious Xuehuai!

Xuehuai gave him a gift!

He will not touch this jar even if he dies - because it was given by Xuehuai, he wants to put it away completely.Even if it was a can of air inside, he would not allow the air to come out, because that was the air that Xue Huai gave him.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was still afraid that Xuehuai would feel disturbed when he woke up tomorrow and found that there was someone else in the room, so he chose to go out and go back to sleep.

After all, before he made further progress, it was only with Xuehuai's knowledge.

He closed the door gently, probably alarming the whole room of Tianxiang.

The author has something to say: Grandpa: I can’t save this apprentice