After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

Just for the sake of cultivating the original owner of the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root, did he not hesitate to let his disciples be the tools to sharpen him?

Su Wan maintained the posture of sitting by the pavilion, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he heard this.

After Lord Qingxiao left, Xu Qingyi kept looking at the miserable state of the courtyard full of flowers and trees, and stood there for a long time.

Until the night fell, his figure swayed slightly, he walked into a dilapidated area, bent down to pick up the burnt crabapple saplings on the ground.

Together with the technique of rejuvenating all things, the dead branches and leaves were revived again. Before he could sustain his true energy for a long time, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground.

He wanted to save his hard work, but he couldn't do what he wanted.

Through the window at night, I saw the young man sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in his right hand, copying the "Heart Seal Scripture", probably taught him to obey the rules. In the name of door rules, he is willing to be punished.

As Lord Qing Xiao said, Xu Qingyi has spared no effort and painstaking efforts in his cultivation. Even if he cannot reach the realm of the original owner, he is still an opponent that the original owner cannot underestimate.

Su Wan finally understood why there were so many disciples in Nanhua Dao, and Lord Qingxiao chose Xu Qingyi to be this "whetstone".

As a master, he is well aware of his inner potential, so he is forced to grow crazily, but the process is too ruthless and too painful.

His fifth junior brother can get it easily, but he has to pay thousands of times of effort to barely touch his shadow.

Since then, he has often stayed behind closed doors, devoting himself to cultivation, and rarely has time to talk to others. Even the only surviving crabapple in the yard has not been taken care of by him for a long time. His whole life seems to be trapped in the In practice, they are all born to chase that person's shadow.

He always said to himself: This is also good, he can also be tempered.

But how would he know that spending his whole life just chasing after other people's shadows would be at the cost of losing himself.

When he fought against that person again, Xu Qingyi was still defeated after taking several tricks steadily.

Knowing that this person's strength is extraordinary, he was not discouraged because of this, but secretly calculated in his heart how to support him this time, thinking that he would live up to the expectations and painstaking efforts of his master.

When he looked up by chance, he inadvertently saw the man smiling and asking his master: "Master, do you think I'm powerful?"

The unsmiling person in his memory was not as stern as he thought. Instead, he smiled and stretched out his hand to pat the young man on the shoulder. His cold and hard tone was a little softer: "It's great, but you must remember , there are mountains beyond mountains.”

why?

There was a crack in his heart suddenly, and something seemed to flow out of the crack, blocking his chest completely.

This couldn't help but remind him of the self who was exhausted and bloodied after beheading the first monster, and then excitedly ran to find the master.

At that time, his master said to him sternly: "A gentleman should not be arrogant about his actions, nor should he claim his merits!"

why?

He couldn't figure it out, was he not working hard enough?

As soon as this idea came up, he couldn't help but get into a dead end.

If that person can do it, so can he.

If he can do it, Master will be able to see his hard work, and see that he is not only a sharpening stone for that person, he can also be a sharp blade that reveals its coldness.

Since then, he has practiced crazier than before, frantically looking through his mind, refining Qi and forming pills, but haste makes waste. Anti-drop.

That is, during the period of his retreat, Yu Xu broke a leg in order to save his fifth junior brother.

Because of this incident, he saw what is called "partiality" from Master and Elder He.

It was obvious that his five junior brothers were ungrateful, and even provoked and humiliated You Xu in every possible way. He couldn't bear to fight him, and insisted on taking him to Shensi Hall for punishment!

This matter was suppressed before it caused a commotion in the whole family.

Elder He, who values ​​etiquette and rules the most, actually protects his fifth junior brother in everything, even if he violates the sect rules, as long as it is not a life-threatening event, he can turn a blind eye to it.

The master he has always respected let him practice well and not care about his external affairs.

This makes the norms he has always adhered to begin to crumble.

Why?

Just because he is the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root?If you want to be pampered and pampered, win partial favors, can you have no rules, be arrogant and arrogant, and bully your classmates at will!

Both anger and malice were buried in his heart, and at that time, he already hated him terribly.

It wasn't just these things that could destroy him.

When they were teenagers, they went through life and death, chasing after the demons released by the Nightmare Bat Blood Pavilion, and accidentally fell into the trap set by the demons.

After the bloody battle, most of them were exhausted. In order to prevent their fellow disciples from being consumed alive in the trap, Xu Qingyi, as the leader of the disciples, shouldered a heavy responsibility, so he had to forcefully break through the formation in exchange for a glimmer of life.

When he used his body-protecting zhenqi to open a gap in the trap formation, he himself was at the end of his strength, and he still held on to let his seriously injured fellow escape first.

Seeing that his true energy was exhausted, he wanted to jump out of the gap, but he was dragged back into the trap with all his strength.

The young man was still lagging behind, and he didn't seem to be panicked at all. He just put his arms around his chest and looked down at him as his qi collapsed.

"What do you want to do?"

Xu Qingyi faintly sensed that he was uneasy and kind.

"Master said, you and I achieve each other, but I really can't figure it out, how can you be a waste like me compared to me?"

When the boy smiled, he showed his sharp teeth, looked at the wolves coming from all around, and said sinisterly, "If you die in this trap, it's actually normal, isn't it?"

After the words fell, he suddenly grabbed him and threw him into the pile of wolves in front of him.

Seeing this, the evil wolf rushed towards him one after another. He hastily used his wrist to grab the bite of the wolf's mouth, and drew out his sword with his right hand, and chopped off the heads of several other evil wolves.

The young man was already floating in the air, cruelly admiring the scene of fighting with the pack of wolves in the trap.

Xu Qingyi's true energy gradually weakened, and he could only fight with strength and speed. Although he didn't suffer in the front, but there were so many wolves, he became weaker the further he went, and he also had many scratches on his body from the wolves.

The long sword was already stained with blood, and the blood dripped continuously along the edge of the sword, his clothes were also splashed with bright red, that exquisite face became extremely dirty at this moment, when his hands and feet lost strength slightly, a wolf saw the time Ji rushed up and bit his sword hand.

Immediately afterwards, wolves from all directions jumped up and threw him to the ground.

At that moment, he only felt that his body was pierced by sharp teeth, torn left and right, and the excruciating pain was magnified infinitely. He was like a piece of fish that was about to be gnawed until there were no bones left. No matter how hard he struggled, it was still fruitless.

All that was left in front of his eyes were the fangs emitting a stench and the wolf's eyes shining with a ferocious green light. The moment his consciousness fell into darkness, he thought he was going to die.

When he regained consciousness again, he was awakened by freezing.

After opening his eyes, he found that he was soaking in a cloudy lake, and the blood from the wound on his body was still oozing out. He was just about to swim to the shore when someone grabbed his head and pressed him into the water. .

Dirty water poured into his lungs, big bubbles came out of his mouth, he was almost choked to death by the water, his hands kept flapping, trying to struggle out of the water.

The hand holding his head was released in due course, and he came out of the water, breathing heavily, his thin chest heaving and falling.

"It's no fun to let you be dismembered by wolves,"

With a strong hand, the young man grabbed his hair tightly, "It's just a dual spiritual root, and you want to stand shoulder to shoulder with me? Then I will let you not even do it with dual spiritual roots!"

He circulated his true energy in the palm of his hand, and struck at his Tiantu acupoint, directly damaging his spiritual root, causing him to scream, vomit blood, turn his eyes upwards, and almost passed out.

The water of the lake was stained red by the new blood and became more cloudy.

"Okay, no matter how hard you try now, you're just a waste with damaged spiritual roots."

After doing all this, the young man seemed to have had a good time, and his face was contorted with a smile, "A person like you, even making a furnace is disgusting to me!"

After speaking, he let go of his hair and let him fall into the water.

As if dead, he sank in the water like this, motionless.

"You just wait here to die slowly! Hahaha..."

Rather than seeing him being bitten to death, he seemed to want to see him slowly waiting to die in despair.

In this catastrophe, Xu Qingyi really almost died. If Elder Yue Zhi didn't arrive in time, he would be rescued from the lake in his cold body.

He didn't expect this person to see him as a thorn in his side, wishing he could die.

Originally, he was a water wood spiritual root with extremely high wood attributes, and he majored in wood-type spells. It was because of this incident that his years of cultivation were destroyed, and the wood spiritual root was greatly damaged, and there was no possibility of recovery.

This time, it was rare for his master not to favor his five disciples who had sinister intentions, and took him to the Shensi hall to receive his punishment.

That's right, I have already walked through the gate of hell, and if I change that person to be punished, it is worth it in exchange.

On the day of being whipped, he stood on the stage and watched coldly. The guy was very unconvinced. Although he didn't say anything, the hatred in his eyes had piled up like a mountain, and he was about to tilt and crush him to death.

Xu Qingyi didn't understand why he was so arrogant after making a mistake?Did he deserve to have his spiritual roots destroyed and his cultivation base abolished?

After this incident, it was rare for his master to change his attitude towards him. He was no longer as strict as before, and even his tone was much softer.

He often came to check on his injuries, and occasionally asked about his health. At that time, he actually felt that it was not bad to have a damaged spiritual root. At least he knew that the master cared about him.

Even the Fifth Junior Brother, who was always fighting with him and causing trouble, hadn't appeared in front of him for a long time after being whipped.

The days seem to be back to the original, the only difference is that his master has become better.

It's just that he often sees his master sighing and mourning because of the annihilation of the refining sects one after another. Whenever this happens, he seems to be looking at the future of Nanhua Dao.

Of course he knows that what Nanhua Dao needs is a person who can guard Fuyu Mountain and not be engulfed by evil currents, and he is willing to be such a person.

When he practiced again, he used the undamaged water spirit root as the main one to refine water spells.

Because his spiritual body is more compatible with the wood spirit root, and half incompatible with the water spirit root, and there are contradictions, it is really rare for him to advance in the cultivation of water system skills, and he has not reached the level of the wood system skills in the past. .

Xu Qingyi himself couldn't calm down about this. The phrase "Master said, you and I can achieve each other, but I really can't figure it out. How can a trash like you deserve to be compared with me?" suddenly rang in his ears, making him Like five thunderbolts.

Originally, in Master's heart, he was on par with Tianhuo spiritual roots, but now, he can't even compare with some inner disciples.

A sense of powerlessness crawled all over his body, making him breathless, and made him look like a headless chicken, not knowing where to start.

The better Master treats him, the more he feels that he has failed his expectations, even if this is what he dreamed about in his dreams.

In the dream, he was so useless that he could not even be compared to an outer disciple. When he was drowned out by everyone's ridicule, his master stood aside and looked at him coldly, as if wanting to separate him from the master-student relationship.

Every time he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat and anxious.

Until one day, his master handed him a booklet of exercises, which said: The root of the spirit is hard to change, but the body of the spirit can be changed. The extreme cold is the extreme cold, and the extreme inflammation is the extreme inflammation. Reciprocating in this way is suitable for all things. .

That is to say, the spiritual body can be changed by external force according to the spiritual root. If he has a water-type spiritual root, he must change the spiritual body into a cold body.

He almost didn't even hesitate, and he agreed with all his heart.

To become a cold body, one needs to soak for two hours every day in a pool of thousand-year-old black ice. Over time, one's physique will naturally change due to the accumulated cold.

The water in the Xuanbing Pool is piercingly cold. Once entering the water, the whole body is frozen. The water is like thousands of needles piercing into the skin, all the heat is dissipated, and the blood flowing in the blood vessels becomes cold. Can't feel it flowing.

Every time he entered the Xuanbing Pond, he would experience great pain. No one knew how he survived these two moments when life was worse than death. Maybe it was because he thought that after going through this pain, he would still be a teacher. The most proud disciple of Zun's sect.

The method of changing the spirit body is really easy to use. After his spirit body is full of cold, and after practicing the water system kung fu, his master brought him to a stone room.

As soon as he walked in, the fierce anger rushed over like crazy, penetrated into his body, and burned his internal organs.

And in the innermost part of the stone room, sitting was his Fifth Junior Brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, with golden cracks appearing on his face, his expression was crazy, and the fiery qi in his body kept gushing out, crashing wildly like out of control.

Until he walked in, those out-of-control true qi poured into his body like a hungry tiger. Fortunately, there was cold air in his body, which could dissolve the raging fire, but during the dissolving, the heart-burning pain of the raging fire was really unbearable. Fighting with anger, colliding and biting in his body, wishing to tear his heart and lungs apart.

He was in so much pain that he begged his master to save him, but he just watched with cold eyes, as if the good things he had done to him before were all in vain.

After the body absorbed all the leaked flames, the cracks on the face of the person sitting on the stone platform completely dissipated, his expression calmed down, and the turbulent energy channels returned to normal.

And he curled up on the ground, his body was knocked to pieces, his soul was almost pulled out, his eyes were full of despair.

From this day on, he finally knew why this person hadn't come to provoke him for a long time. It was because of his extreme cultivation techniques that he couldn't control his true qi, which led to his madness.

Extremely flaming fire needs extremely cold water to suppress it, and now he, after soaking in the water of the Xuanbing Pool, can just suppress his demonic nature for him.

He didn't have to go to the Xuanbing Pond anymore, but the higher his fifth junior brother practiced, the stronger his true energy, the cold air in his body couldn't suppress his fiery true energy at all.

In order to keep his Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root, his master did not hesitate to force his senior disciple to soak in the Black Ice Pond again and again. As a result, the coldness in his body accumulated more and more, thus it became the cold poison that troubled him for a hundred years.

They taught him to forbear, teach him to give in, teach him to lead by example, teach him to abide by the rules of the house, and teach him to be martyred, but they didn't teach him to resist, teach him to resist, and teach him to live for himself.

By the time he understood, it was too late.

Using his body as a container, he was burned by the fire again and again, and fainted from the pain. His killing intent towards the culprit sitting on the stone platform increased, but he didn't just hate him?

Why should he be a stepping stone for the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root!He secretly swore that one day, he would get back all the pain he had suffered from that person!

As soon as hatred grew dark flowers in his heart, he had already laid out a big game of chess.

He wanted to show his master how his beloved Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root was destroyed by Qingfeng Langyue's eldest disciple!

Slowly, the once gentle and lustrous young man became alienated and indifferent.

Relying on this cold air, Xu Qingyi practiced water spells extremely fast, and formed a Nascent Soul within a hundred years, but the cold poison followed him day after day, and every time he broke out, his heart was full of hatred for that person. His hatred will never be dispelled forever.

The blood in the heart seemed to be emptied. The bystanders closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, they still saw the previous stone wall.

Sitting in front of the stone wall was a young man with empty eyes, no wonder he always dreamed of him. This was the moment before he came out of the mysterious ice pool and suppressed the demon nature for the original owner.

"It's so cold."

He was trembling, and his pale mouth moved slightly.

"When it's cold, go find a fire."

As in dreaming of him for the first time, Su Wan did not change his words.

The youth's blue-gray eyes trembled, and suddenly he silently reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Su Wan's black eyelash feathers covered most of his pupils, and his inner emotions were dark and unclear. Then he held his cold hand and said softly, "It's okay."

I don't know if he is comforting himself or the boy.

The young man held his hand instead, stood up, and dragged him into the invisible mist.

He followed him and saw him stepping up the stone steps, beside which were planted trees with snow-white pagoda trees, once the wind passed, large flowers would fall down, dotted on his black hair between.

"Brother!"

Someone called him, Su Wan raised his head and looked at the back in front of him, the young man turned his head and looked sideways, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, Ruo Chunshan smiled, and Yu Liuming was at the tip of his heart.

This scene seems familiar.

Su Wan looked up at the trees full of pagoda trees, and smiled along with him.

When I woke up from the dream, I felt a little sad.

Su Wan looked at the half glass of wine left on the table, not knowing for a moment how long he had slept.

He just felt that this dream was very, very long, so long that it made his heart flustered and he felt a little unhappy.

As if he noticed something was missing from his ears, he was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized: The sick man won't die, will he?