Say it's a big treason to the master

Jiufangzong has entered the stage of becoming a god again, only in his early twenties, and he was taught by the most ignorant little sage in the three realms.

The people of the Yaozu were all watching outside the forbidden area when they heard the movement. Before anyone could arrive, they saw a purple light rising from the ground to the sky like a star, dragging a long tail of light and exploding a huge firework directly in the night sky. .

Everyone looked up, and after the colorful fireworks dissipated, a few white words appeared on the sky.

"Congratulations to my lover who has become a god"

Everyone: "..."

Come on, you don't even need to think about it to know that it was done by this ostentatious Gong Wutong.

After a while, Hua Buzhu and Gong Wutong strolled out of the forbidden area, and Ming Xiuyi and the other three followed behind and said a few words from time to time. As soon as they got out of the forbidden area, they saw hundreds of pairs of demon clan eyes staring at each other. looking at them, startling them.

Although Ming Xiuyi was not stage-frightened, he was unavoidably embarrassed by being watched like a monkey. Before he could leave quickly, he saw Gong Wutong grabbing his cold hand and pulling him directly in front of the demons.

"This is my apprentice, my little apprentice!" After being scolded for so many years, Gong Wutong finally had an apprentice who could win him glory. He was so happy that his eyes rolled up, and he pulled him to show off to everyone, " You're only 22 years old, you're in the God Transformation Realm!"

All the monsters liked Gong Wutong's face very much, seeing his beautiful smile, his eyes lit up, and they quickly echoed and praised him.

"It really is a hero out of a boy."

"It's worthy of being taught by the little sage."

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Gong Wutong was even happier.

"Same joy, same joy, I'll treat you to a drink some other day.

"What? My other two apprentices? They are also very good, but the way of cultivation is different from that of cultivation.

"Of course I cultivated it with my own hands. Is there any need to ask? Did you see him call other people master?"

Ming Xiuyi doesn't like places with too many people, and originally wanted to leave quickly, but seeing Gong Wutong was so happy that he couldn't find his way, and he kept talking about showing off to others, his heart softened, and he didn't have the heart to spoil the scenery, so he Follow him meekly and be "appreciated" by all the monster races one by one.

The newly promoted Mingzhi of Transforming God Realm was "exhibited" for half an hour, and the surrounding talents slowly dispersed.

Gong Wutong held Ming Xiuyi's hand all the time, humming a little tune and leading him to the residence, even if he saw a strange monster on the way, he would drag others to show off his little disciple's cultivation.

Ming Xiuyi has been silently letting Gong Wutong lead him away, seeing him jumping for joy, suddenly feels distressed for some reason.

Sui Xiangfeng and Yue Jiwang had already gone back to their room tactfully, Gong Wutong kept his good mood and dragged Ming Xiuyi to his small courtyard.

Ming Xiu understood it, followed him up the steps, and said softly: "Master, do you want to sleep?"

From coming out of the forbidden area to now, Ming Xiuyi has not said a word, after being dragged by Gong Wutong to show off to everyone, this is the first sentence he said.

The expression on Gong Wutong's face was blank for a moment, his five fingers slowly loosened, and his fingers naturally hung down his expression, as if he suddenly woke up from a big dream, a little unclear what year Jinxi is.

Ming Xiuyi felt a little strange, and stepped forward to see him.

It's just that when he was just standing on the steps, he suddenly heard Gong Wutong murmur a sentence that he has been saying all night.

"This is my little disciple, he has reached the state of transformation."

Ming Xiuyi was startled, and then he saw the expression on Gong Wutong's face clearly.

Gong Wutong's face was full of bewilderment at this moment, he unconsciously opened his eyes wide, his purple eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of water mist, little by little water droplets condensed on his lower eyelashes.

He seemed unable to blink anymore, his eyes stared blankly at the void, as if he was whispering and repeating the same words to a non-existent person.

"My apprentice has entered the realm of the gods."

"He won't... stop cultivating demons."

Ming Xiuyi was shocked by his expression, he carefully supported Gong Wutong's shoulder, and asked tentatively: "Master?"

When his hand touched Gong Wutong's shoulder, Gong Wutong trembled all over and was stunned for a while, as if remembering something funny, he suddenly laughed without warning.

Ming Xiuyi had never seen Gong Wutong's almost crazy laugh, and it was also the first time he saw bean-sized water droplets slowly overflowing from the fascinated purple pupils, sliding down his face.

Gong Wutong was crying while laughing, he didn't even realize that his face was already full of tears, he bent down slowly and squatted on the ground with a smile, his black hair and hem and sleeves dragged on the ground, like clusters of blooming flowers flower.

Ming Xiuyi knelt beside him on one knee, looking at him in fear, not knowing how to deal with it.

Soon, Gong Wutong, who lost his composure, had gradually calmed down, but tears were still streaming from his eyes, wetting his beautiful face—even if he was crazy, he was also so beautiful that it made people's heartbeat.

Ming Xiuyi held his breath and looked at him quietly.

After staying like this for half a quarter of an hour, as if she had dried up her tears, Gong Wutong finally spoke softly.

"When I was young, I could always see the destiny of various people."

Ming Xiuyi's eyes flashed, knowing that Gong Wutong only needed others to listen at this time, and did not need to respond, so he continued to listen quietly without making a sound.

Sure enough, Gong Wutong continued talking almost without pausing.

"I've seen natural disasters, man-made disasters, starvation, and rivers of blood. These images scared me so much that I couldn't sleep all night, and often woke up screaming after only a short sleep."

When Gong Wutong said this, he seemed to want to laugh, but the crazy laughing and crying just now had exhausted all his strength, and even his voice was weak.

"My father told me that destiny cannot be violated, and made me try not to change it.

"But how could I listen at this moment? I just feel that since I was born with these eyes, this is to change my life and save the common people. All the heroes in the storybook write like this.

"When I was ten years old, I sneaked out once while my parents were going to suppress monsters."

Gong Wutong will always remember this day.

He ran to a small monastic sect full of hope that an earthquake would cause everyone to die, and he was hit by two thunderbolts and told everyone about this time.

The identity of the little saint can make some people believe whether what he said is true, plus these two thunders, the sect's disciples hurried down the mountain to avoid the disaster.

Sure enough, when the time came, the ground shook and the entire sect fell into the cracks in the ground.

Gong Wutong was covered in scars from being struck by lightning, but he, who was always afraid of pain, didn't care about the injury at all, looking ecstatically at the people around him who should have died tragically but were still alive and kicking.

For him, it is the greatest proof that he can reverse the destiny.

It's just that his joy hadn't lasted for half a quarter of an hour, and the ground under everyone's feet, which should have been safe, suddenly shook.

Gong Wutong's eyes went dark, and then the tragic memory was firmly imprinted in his mind. If Gong Ke hadn't arrived in time, he might have fallen into the cracks in the rocky ground and was squeezed into a pile of flesh and blood.

Gong Wutong didn't believe in evil, only thought that this time must be an accident, after a few months of cultivation, he thought again about saving these poor people who knew they were going to die.

Again and again, and never worked out.

In the end, the little boy cried out exhaustedly, and the next day, he saw his own death.

Irreversible fate.

Ming Xiuyi's heart seemed to be strangled by something, the pain was so painful that he could only breathe lightly, and said softly: "It's not your fault."

"I know I'm not wrong." Gong Wutong murmured, "But if fate cannot be changed, why let my eyes see it?"

Ming Xiuyi couldn't answer his question.

Seeing Gong Wutong's appearance, Ming Xiuyi suddenly recalled that when he was in Qianren Academy, Gong Wutong's shocking sword cut the stone at the entrance of Xuanzhai into powder.

Gong Que wrote a line of words on this mysterious stone.

——The way of heaven is mysterious and silent, nothing can be tolerated.

No wonder Gong Wutong seldom went to Xuanzhai back then, and why did he fight to be punished by the Holy One to destroy this unsightly stone.

Gong Wutong slowly raised his eyes, which had been distracted all the time and finally focused a little bit, and fell on Ming Xiuyi.

"Xiu Yi." He said softly, "Have you changed the destiny?"

Ming Xiuyi met his empty and hopeless eyes, his heart tightened, he took a breath, and said solemnly: "Yes."

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Gong Wutong's face, this action went beyond the boundary between master and apprentice, and even had a hint of tenderness, but Gong Wutong didn't notice it, and seemed to be extremely greedy for this warmth.

"Don't be afraid." Ming Xiuyi said softly, "Isn't there nothing that Heaven can do this time?"

Gong Wutong looked at him in confusion.

Ming Xiuyi couldn't bear his eyes, so he couldn't help but raised his hand to wrap around Gong Wutong's shoulders, and with a little force, he embraced the slender Gong Wutong in his arms presumptuously.

"I'm here." Ming Xiuyi's voice was soft, as if coaxing the child, "Don't you want to sleep, don't think about anything now, just sleep well, okay?"

Gong Wutong opened his eyes wide, sniffing the breath of ice and snow in his nose, a heat that was not surging from the devil's bone instantly filled his whole body, making him so lazy that he didn't want to move at all, he just wanted to be hugged by him like this, it's better Never leave each other.

He buried his face in Ming Xiuyi's arms, and the voice came muffled.

"okay."