Why do you have to be forced to kill disciples as a teacher [Rebirth]

The low-key and unsophisticated hall was full of people.

They were all dressed in dark mourning clothes, and the white spirit streamers swayed with the autumn wind from time to time outside the door, and the silent air was filled with a mournful atmosphere.

A seven or eight-year-old child walked in under the guidance of others. He stopped in the middle of the mourning hall, his dark and deep eyes staring motionlessly at the heavy wooden coffin in front of him.

The person holding his hand gently stroked his hair, knelt down and said in a low voice, "Ah Yun, go see your father again."

Xiao Yiyun stood there motionless, pursing his lips tightly.The snow-white little face was extremely pale, as if it would melt in the sunlight at any moment.There was a stalemate for a long time, but he never said a word.

The man sighed deeply, and said regretfully, "...you child."

Xiao Yiyun remained silent the whole time, like a little stone that didn't know anything.The three masters had nothing to do with him, and after staying with him for a while, they let go of Xiao Yiyun's hand and left.

The people around are all his father's disciples, and those familiar faces are all silent at this moment, with probing eyes falling on him both openly and secretly.

"Look, it's this child. Pluto is in accordance with the destiny, and it's the master of evil. The masters of the five sects have predicted that he will be a heinous person in the future."

"Hey, is it true?" Another rustling voice sounded, "I can't see such a handsome child."

"You don't believe it? He killed his mother when he was born, and now he even killed the master of the Seven Sects."

"Is it a coincidence?"

"How?" The man lowered his voice in a secretive manner, "You don't know, a few days ago I saw this child kill—"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Xiao Yiyun, who had been standing quietly in the center of the mourning hall, suddenly turned his head. His two dark eyes were extremely dark and dull, as if they couldn't see any light. The gossiping disciple hidden in the crowd was only looked at by him. My whole body felt cold, and my heart felt hairy for no reason.

He looked at the disciple for a few seconds without saying a word, and when the disciple's legs were shaking and he could hardly stand, he slowly turned his gaze away and walked out of the mourning hall step by step without looking sideways.

The main hall was empty, only a few disciples were hurrying along, arranging the burial of the late Seventh Sect Master.

Occasionally, when someone saw him, he would stop politely and say "Hi, Young Master", but their dodging eyes were full of timidity and fear.

Xiao Yiyun didn't respond in the slightest.He ignored no one and just walked on alone.

He didn't know where he was going, but he didn't want to stop and face anyone either.

Suddenly something sprang out from the grass by the side of the road, a gray shadow flashed by, Xiao Yiyun's calf suddenly hurt, and was bitten tightly by a monster that came from nowhere.

Such a low-level gadget that didn't even form a thought, probably escaped from the demon-receiving bottle of some sect master while taking advantage of the current accident in the Xiao Clan.

Xiao Yiyun coldly kicked him twice, but he couldn't get rid of it. He stretched out his hand to hit him in annoyance, not wanting to be bitten by the monster's finger instead, sucking his spiritual power.

Xiao Yiyun's eyes suddenly sank, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He seemed to be aroused by some interest, not only didn't want to shake the monster away, but unhurriedly took the long flute from his waist, opened his lips and began to play.

The sound of the Xiao is gentle, but there is a murderous intent hidden in it.

The monster was so focused on sucking his spiritual power, it didn't notice that it was trapped in place by Xiao Yiyun, and it was impossible to escape.

As the legitimate son of the head of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yiyun's spiritual power is abundant and mellow, which is a source of food that low-level monsters can't even dream of.

The monster greedily nibbled on Xiao Yiyun's fingers, and just when it was most intoxicated, it suddenly let out a sharp cry of pain - a cold dagger pierced into its body.

The monster struggled reflexively, but it didn't know that it had already been completely trapped in place by Xiao Yiyun, the dark red blood dripped down the dagger "da, da", and the sharp blade pierced in very slowly.

The monster screamed as it was dying, but the place cut open by the dagger quickly recovered in a short time - Xiao Yiyun's spiritual power was extremely powerful.

It is constantly injured, and then forced to recover continuously, only the pain accumulates again and again, but it can't die no matter what!

Xiao Yiyun, who was only seven years old, had an indifferent expression, his childish face seemed to be covered with ice and snow, and those dark eyes were full of cruel hostility.

"Ayun!" A shout came from behind him, Xiao Yiyun turned his head subconsciously, loosened the dagger in his hand, and the wounded monster fell into the pool of blood with a "poof".

The three sect masters frowned and walked towards him, but they froze immediately after seeing clearly what Xiao Yiyun was doing.And the rest of the sect masters after the three sect masters all changed their faces when they saw this.

Xiao Yiyun knelt in front of his father's mourning hall.

White candles, cold floor, faint whispers.

The remaining six sect masters of the Xiao Clan gathered in the yard outside the mourning hall, talking in a low voice.

Xiao Yiyun knew that they were talking about himself.A few vague words of "can't stay", "violent", and "bloodthirsty", blown into his ears along the night wind, Xiao Yiyun lowered his head, and curled his fingers expressionlessly.

He discovered early on that he was different from others.

Almost from the moment of consciousness, Xiao Yiyun felt that in addition to spiritual power, there was another power of unknown origin in his body.This kind of power made him super spiritual. Even compared with other immortal cultivators who were much older than him, Xiao Yiyun's attainments in magic arts were definitely much better.

He had told his father about it, but no one in the entire Xiao Clan could tell what this ability was.Finally, the five masters sighed and said, "Perhaps it was brought by Ming Xing."

But fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, everything in the world will definitely bring disadvantages while gaining advantages.

What this ability brought to Xiao Yiyun was an uncontrollable evil.

"Then how about giving him the long-term love?" In the silence, the three sect masters outside the gate suddenly spoke.

"...Long love?" The second sect master was surprised, "You are crazy! Long, long love is sealed in one of the three souls of 'that person'!"

"That person" refers to Xiao Han.

At the beginning, he was cursed by Ah Qing, who had a strong speech ability, and lost three souls. After a hundred years, Xiao Clan found one soul for him and sealed it in Changqing.But in this hundreds of years of wandering, this soul has already been full of resentment, extremely tyrannical, full of malice from inside to outside.

"Why don't you try the method of 'fighting poison with poison'?" The three sect masters said in a deep voice, "Take out the 'that ability' in Ayun's body, and seal it into the long love... If Ayun can control the long Love, isn’t killing two birds with one stone?”

"What if he can't control it!" The second sect master interrupted sharply, "Even if he can control it for a while, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents in the future? Once Xiao Yiyun is controlled by Changqing, there will be no one in nine days and ten places. What's wrong with him!"

The three masters were silent, and said in a very low voice, "Tonight... is the seventh brother's vigil. We are outside his mourning hall, discussing whether to kill his orphan."

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence in the courtyard, and all the sect masters fell silent.

Xiao Yiyun didn't know if they were still carrying him behind his back, and discussed this issue again. He only remembered that he "succumbed to a serious illness" not long ago, and the three sect masters accepted him as his apprentice and taught him to use a knife.The knife is exquisitely carved with jade, fine workmanship, and the handle is pure silver and white, it is called long love.

The violence in his blood seems to have disappeared, and only when the long-term relationship is occasionally "unbalanced" will it be ready to move again.It's just that his long-term love is closely related to him, and he will be prosperous when he is prosperous, and he will be ruined when he is destroyed.Since then, a sharp sword that never falls has hung over his head day and night, and he never knows when it will come down.

In Shenling Lake, the crane bird's reaction to Xiao Yiyun didn't seem to be surprising.

He glanced contemptuously at the shocked Jiang Xiaoshu, and sneered, "Do you think it's weird?"

"What's so strange?" Heniao sarcastically said, "Ever since I appeared, Xiao Han's three souls have found it difficult to keep calm. Once the long-term love is unsheathed, Xiao Yiyun will not use his hands to make himself faint at this time. Even with you in a while, it's not just as simple as 'death'."

Jiang Xiaoshu's heart was beating fast, Xiao Yiyun had already lost consciousness, and he was definitely not Ah Qing's opponent in terms of fighting.

He screamed in his heart and asked the system, [Tong'er!You agreed to hang up!Don't tell me what the 'key' is, and you'll lose your pup forever! ]

The emergency system went online quickly, and he replied concisely, [Long love! ]

Jiang Xiaoshu was slightly stunned, [Long love? ]

[Use it to cut your hand, once you see blood, Changqing will naturally draw out the power of the demon god. ]

Crane Niao glanced arrogantly at Xiao Yiyun, then seemed to realize something, and asked Jiang Xiaoshu with some playfulness, "He treats you well, does he like you?"

Jiang Xiaoshu was stunned, and almost subconsciously asked back, "He treats me well?"

He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he should not be so embarrassing, so as to save Xiao Erya from being shy when she finds out.He also choked out two words very euphemistically, "Shang Ke."

Crane Niao was startled when he heard the words, and smiled strangely, [Xiao Clan, it's full of heartless and ungrateful things. ]

He appeared in human form, and walked step by step towards the place where Shen Linghu's coffin was placed, his posture was still arrogant and awe-inspiring, as if the painful relationship thousands of years ago hadn't hurt his vitality at all.But when he was passing by Xiao Yiyun's side, he stopped suddenly, bit his lips lividly, and said word by word, "This appearance is really annoying."

If you really let go, how could you not be able to bear even a person who looks similar?

Seeing Crane Niao take out the dagger, Jiang Xiaoshu yelled frantically in his heart, what do you want, big brother!You don't like this face, someone likes it!

"Wait!" Jiang Xiaoshu couldn't help but say, "You, you..."

Ah Qing raised her eyebrows, "How about me?"

"...Put it down and let me do it." Jiang Xiaoshu let out a breath, showing a suppressed resentment on his face, "I also hate this person."

Ah Qing smiled with great interest.

"When I first started, Xiao Yiyun sealed off the meridians and acupoints all over my body because my name and his name had a homonym, and drove me down the mountain directly, regardless of my life or death." Jiang Xiaoshu's face was gloomy. Tried to take my life over and over again!"

Ah Qing said, "I never imagined that the master of a sect would be so narrow-minded?"

Jiang Xiaoshu threw away the remaining talisman in his hand, raised his hands and walked towards him, "If you don't believe me, you can inspect my whole body! I don't know a little magic, and I just helped the tyrant, and it was just to endure humiliation and please him."

Ah Qing had already seen through Jiang Xiaoshu's lack of spiritual power, so he only smiled slightly, "How are you doing?"

Jiang Xiaoshu walked up to Xiao Yiyun's side, grabbed his neck with one hand, with a frenzied and uncontrollable anger on his face, "Give me love, let me... kill him with my own hands."

Those few seconds Jiang Xiaoshu lived like a year, he tried his best to maintain a ferocious expression on his face, but Ah Qing's invisible back was already drenched in cold sweat.

It seemed as if a century had passed, Ah Qing seemed to feel that someone like Jiang Xiaoshu who was incapable of spells was no threat, and after a little hesitation, she raised her hand and threw it at him.

The moment Jiang Xiaoshu answered, the situation turned abruptly. He quickly closed his palms and swiped hard on the long love!

The dripping blood suddenly sprang out, and what changed at the same time was Jiang Xiaoshu's aura!His eyeballs instantly became bloodshot and red, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of black air, and powerful spiritual power burst out, Ah Qing suddenly changed color:

"... demon god?"