How a sick heartthrob can refuse love [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Yunzong.

After finishing his homework, Lei Rong walked into the Cauldron Cauldron, and while having fun for himself, he also picked up the Cauldron to speed up his cultivation.In recent days, he found that after he practiced with Furnace Cauldron, the spiritual power in his body increased significantly.Of course, he was not the only one who discovered this, so now the furnace is getting more and more busy, without a break from morning till night.

Occasionally, Lei Rong would feel a little disgusted and dirty, but the pleasure of trampling on the lowly slave made him unable to extricate himself from it.What's more, it can also increase cultivation, so why not do it with two birds with one stone?

The stove that was always used was being used by other monks on the bed, Lei Rong went into another room without hesitation, and randomly found a stove to do some work.The cauldron was as beautiful as a flower, and Lei Rong had a good impression, and he began to pick up tonics as soon as he lifted it up.

Xiaoluding looked calm, as if he was used to eating and drinking.Lei Rong felt the expanding spiritual power inside his body, and a crazy flush appeared on his face.He intensified the strength of nourishing, fantasizing about his Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Huashen, and Ascension!As if in bliss, an extremely carefree and addictive carnival surged in every layer of flesh and blood in the body, and every strand of spiritual power was trembling, expanding, expanding, expanding, expanding!His flesh and blood seemed to be filled with spiritual power, inch by inch, undulating, surging, and erupting!

Lei Rong has never been so happy!He could no longer compare the bliss of ascension with the madness at this moment.He is ascending, encroaching, and attacking!Whether it's blood or bones, they are all telling him, go on, go on, go on!

all of a sudden—

The furnace cauldron under him showed a blatant and mocking smile.

Lei Rong, who was twitching in bliss, grabbed Lu Ding's head angrily, and slammed it against the wall.A lowly slave, as long as he is a handy tool, he dares to mock his master.Don't? He hit his head and broke his blood, so he doesn't know the dignity.Damn that lowly slave who ruined his interest by not obeying the rules!

however--

Before the cauldron hit the wall, Lei Rong suddenly exploded.

Limbs were scattered, blood flowed all over the ground, and one eyeball rolled down. Before he could see the situation clearly, he was trampled to pieces by that pretty face.

Lu Ding smiled and wiped the blood on his face.He was not in the mood to clean up the rotten bones and flesh in the room, the dirty blood on the floor, but he just opened his eyes and looked sideways at another room.

one--

two?--

three--

"boom"--

Another human firework exploded.

He laughed heartily. "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"——

From the easternmost edge of Luding Grotto to the westernmost edge.Flesh piled like garbage in every room.And the stoves in the room laughed, made noise, and walked out happily.

Gathering in the courtyard where they were ordered to kneel, they looked up at the gate and giggled one by one.Blood was stained on every surface of the furnace, and some people's clothes still had scraps of meat left on them. One face after another was completely torn with crazy beauty.Destruction becomes bone, revenge becomes flesh, humiliation and trampling become blood.They were giggling, laughing loudly, the silence once seemed to be just a dream, but now the hotness is the real life.

Live, wanton live.Defeat all the monks who stepped on their heads to ashes!Anger will become flames, and the flames will burn the entire Yan Yunzong.

This group of flames that have consumed the soul will not be extinguished until the entire cultivation world is completely wiped out.

And Qin Sang, who planned all this, is sitting alone in the secret room at this moment, closing the exercises that have been drawn with a round stroke.Qiu Yuliang asked: "Do you think this is the way to go?"

"Of course not," Qin Sang slightly hooked the corners of her lips, her beautiful face looked gloomy and obscure in the dark secret room, "A war requires the accumulation of the bones of countless people. This is just a prelude— "

"As for my poor Furnace friends, let's sacrifice our own flesh and blood for this coming prosperous age..."

On that day, all the furnaces of Yan Yunzong rebelled.Most of the monks with low and medium cultivation levels died in the furnace cave.The two-year tonic carnival trend ended with the blood of enthusiasts.As for Elder Zhang and Elder Feng who raised many furnaces, one was dying and the other was seriously injured.After all, one person cannot get rid of a hundred beautiful bodies.

It's a pity that even if the cultivation base of the monks is exhausted, the furnace cauldrons still can't fight against the real middle-level and high-level monks.Those who died died, those who were injured, those who fled.However, as they fled, the rebellion swept the entire cultivation world like a plague.The cultic cultivation technique that was born out of nowhere, the humble furnace that suddenly rebelled, and the world of comprehension has changed.

This war between the monks and the furnace spanned hundreds of years.One after another, you lose and I grow, and finally the curtain comes to an end.

Qiu Yuliang, who inherited the "Feizheng" exercises of the elder Yan Yunzong, has cultivated to the point where he can ascend in just a few hundred years.And the legendary Supreme Elder who had already ascended to the ascension failed to survive the tribulation, and left Gu Jing in his soul to become Qiu Yuliang's master.

Yun Yuan couldn't figure out how he, as a powerful monk, fell to such a point.Yan Yunzong was destroyed, most of the disciples such as Mo Chong died, and the brother in charge was also killed by a furnace named Qin Sang in a battle, and his soul was scattered.

He also couldn't figure it out, how could Yan Yunzong's Supreme Elder stand by the side of the furnace and contribute to the demise of Yan Yunzong?

He fled all the way to the north.He is not reconciled, he Yun Yuan is a genius from the sky, how could he? He was defeated by a group of lowly Lu Ding men!And that damned Qiu Yuliang, why didn't he crush him to death with one hand in the first place!

Not to mention hiding his slave, but now his cultivation level has risen to such a level.The way of heaven is not fair, the way of heaven is not fair!

He, Yun Yuan, is the genius of the sky, the proud son of the sky, a powerful monk who is rare in thousands of years!How could it be? Lost to a lowly outer disciple who was born in a furnace?He doesn't believe it, doesn't believe it, doesn't believe it!

He wants to enter the northern border, devote himself to cultivation, and come out a hundred years later to kill Qiu Yuliang and get You Nu back!His slave must be very worried at this moment. He was imprisoned by that little thief Qiu Yuliang and couldn't find his master. I don't know how sad it must be.

Hundreds of years have passed, no matter how Yun Yuan searches, he just cannot find his You Nu.If there is no reincarnation, then You Nu must still be alive in this world!

"Hahaha..." Yun Yuan couldn't help laughing.The North, the North, hundreds of years ago? He also came here once.

He found the ancient treasure book of double cultivation in the northern border, and also found the Yin needle in the North Sea in the northern border that can completely control a person.He thought that with these two things, You Nu would never be able to escape.

How sad his poor slave must be to lose his master.

Yun Yuan walked towards the northern border step by step, smiling and his facial muscles twisted more and more.Has the once respected and feared Master Beiwang Shanyun also ended up being defeated in the Northern Territory?

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and a cold monk with white clothes and white hair suddenly appeared in front of Yun Yuan.

"Qiu-Yu-liang!" He read out the name of the monk in white one by one.

"Yunyuan," Qiu Yuliang raised his hand, and his spiritual power turned into a long sword, "Hundreds of years have passed, and you have lived for so long, which is enough. Now, rest in peace."

"Rest in peace? Ha!" Yun Yuan pulled out his sword and said with a sneer, "After so many years, you, Qiu Yuliang, can do it too? Let's talk about the scene, it's not bad. Who knows that all the people who died under your sword have lost their souls, rest in peace ?joke!"

Qiu Yuliang didn't say much, he raised his hand, and all the spiritual power in a radius of ten thousand miles was in his hand, turning into a long sword that pierced the sky and slashed straight at Yun Yuan.

Yun Yuan resisted with all his strength, but under that sword, his flesh and bones were shattered and his meridians were all severed.He looked at Qiu Yuliang in disbelief, vomited blood and said in shock: "No, it's impossible—"

Qiu Yuliang didn't stop, he raised his hands, and suddenly, Yun Yuan found that the whole northern border was shaking.The sound of water, the sound of the sea, no, it's not the northern border, it's the North Sea...

North Sea?

Yun Yuan saw Yin needles that should have been buried under the North Sea rushing toward him one after another.Like light, thousands of strands, he can't see clearly.

Red needles, red sky, red clouds.

Hundreds of millions of needles pierced into Yun Yuan's body.The flesh and blood were separated and reassembled and then separated and separated. Yun Yuan collapsed like rotten flesh, and was reassembled like putrid mud.

The eyeballs burst open, the bones were shattered, maybe a day later, maybe a year later, Yun Yuan turned into a puddle of rotten pulp, which could no longer be gathered together.

Looking at the pool of blood, Qiu Yuliang showed a shy smile.

"Ayou, look, I avenged you. No one can separate us? Tonight, I will sleep in your yard."

For the first time, he said that he wanted to be with Pianyou so confidently, without using his mother's birthday or his own scars as an excuse.

He thought, Pianyou would agree, right?

Yes? Yes, yes.

He flew up with Yujian and came all the way to the north of the small world.

The place where the bones were piled up is now full of red roses.

Qiu Yuliang saw a rose growing out of a white skull's eye hole.

He walked over and stroked the rose gently, as if he was stroking his own child's little head.

"Hey," he said, "it might be your uncle's bones. Now that you've moved in, don't be naughty and know, don't bully your elders, be obedient, and grow up obediently."

His voice is very soft, especially gentle in the Northland with red roses and white bones.

Later, the master in the bronze mirror also left.

Before the master left, he said: "Yu Liang, you did what I failed to do back then. I am proud of you. If your teacher is still here, I should be proud of you too."

Later, after setting the iron law that those who insult the pure spirit and holy body will be destroyed, everything in the cultivation world has nothing to do with him.Whether it is Qin Sang who is living more and more recklessly, or other new types of monks who are dedicated to finding a way to balance the worlds, they have nothing to do with him.

Qiu Yuliang lived in seclusion in the north and became a flower farmer who took care of roses.

He watched the flowers become redder day by day, and his life went by like this day by day.

Pretty good, he thought, pretty good.

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In later generations, some disciples asked: "Master, why did Qiu Yuliang, a powerful monk who helped to reform the cultivation world, not ascend to the ascension, but instead let go of his cultivation and become an ordinary flower farmer, buried in the north?"

The monk who was teaching him the history of the comprehension world closed the book, sighed, pointed to the library and said: "Go, my boy, read the book to find the answer, this is your homework for today."

"what?"

"Go."

"No, Master!"

"go with!"

"……All right."

The disciple went to Zangshu Pavilion pitifully, and only when he searched through ten books but couldn't find the answer did he finally realize that his master had lied to him.

"Master! You are no longer a human being! There is no answer at all."

The disciple walked out dejectedly. At this moment, he deeply realized that many things had no answers.

For example, Qiu Yuliang's choice, or his master always not being a human being.

Alas, maybe this is the world of adults.A world without answers.

As the night was dark, the little disciple let out a long sigh pretending to be old-fashioned, and headed back home with his little hands behind his back.

The author has something to say: "I'm proud of you... If XX is still there, I should be proud of you." It's probably this, and I'll write it in the code, it should be on the Langya list on station B Saw it in the cut video.I would like to mark it here, this sentence pattern comes from the TV series Langya Bang.

I haven't decided what to write in the next world yet, I want to postpone it for a day, and there is a high probability that there will be no update tomorrow~

感谢在2021-01-2901:34:10~2021-02-0101:32:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 2 if you don’t enter the top 1 in the grade and don’t change your name; [-] in Jing Ye;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of overnight riches; 10 bottles of Qiuqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!