The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

Jiang Zinian never thought that Bei Qingru would look for him.

Back then when Bei Qingru killed him, there was no trace of pain on his face, that calm look, as if he just dealt with a strange magician.

And he has been with Bei Qingru for many years, Bei Qingru has always been indifferent to him, and he does not show too much warmth on weekdays.

Jiang Zinian once remembered that when he was young, he practiced sword with Bei Qingru, and when he fell down again and again, the man would stand in front of him, but he never reached out to help him.

Once, he accidentally fell from a wooden post and nearly broke his knee, but within a day, before his injury had healed, Bei Qingru asked him to get up and continue practicing sword.

Bei Qingru has his supreme swordsmanship in his heart, he has extremely high requirements for swordsmanship, and he is very strict in sword practice.

Jiang Zinian suffered a lot because of this.

In order to learn the first move of the "Jinghong" sword, he got up to practice every morning. He was only ten years old at the time, but every time he practiced for a whole day, a year later, the blisters on his hands turned into A thick cocoon was formed, and what he did was to swing that rainbow-like sword in the midst of the momentum.

Even a slight arc of the wrist holding the sword, he can't be wrong.

As a result, Jiang Zinian has always been in awe of him as a master.

Bei Qingru's attainments in the way of swordsmanship are unmatched by anyone in the world.

He may have already reached the realm of the unity of human and sword. His sword, if cut down with one sword, can cut mountains and rivers.

With a single strike of his sword, he can guard the entire world of cultivating immortals.

When Jiang Zinian learned that he had to seduce him according to the plot, his heart almost collapsed.

And just as he expected, Bei Qing rejected him sternly.

At that time, he looked at Jiang Zi Nian, and only uttered two words coldly from his pale thin lips.

Deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors is a great treason.

His face was so cold and stern that one couldn't help but shuddered and knelt down for him.

Bei Qingru was very angry.

He sat in front of him, Jiang Zinian saw his pale lips trembling slightly with anger.

And his face, which was already as cold as snow, was even more icy cold at this moment, making people dare not look directly at him.

Afterwards, Bei Qingru imprisoned him in Siguo Cliff and ordered him to retreat and contemplate for a year.

At that time, Jiang Zinian saw him for the last time before being killed by him.

The last side of the two ended when Bei Qingru scolded him coldly.

Later, in pursuit of powerful power, the apprentice played by Jiang Zinian escaped from Siguo Cliff and joined the Demon Cultivator. He completely betrayed the Hunyuan Sect and Bei Qingru.

When Bei Qingru caught him later, he had already become a well-known big devil outside.

The secret he revealed to Moxiu caused countless deaths and injuries to the Hunyuan faction overnight.

He knelt in the Palace of Heartlessness, and everyone in the Hunyuan Sect looked at him with disgust and hatred.

This night attack caused heavy casualties to the Hunyuan faction.

He originally thought that there should be disgust or hatred in the eyes of Bei Qingru looking at him.

After all, his master hated those murderous demon cultivators the most in his life. Besides, he also hurt the sect he had been guarding for a long time.

But Jiang Zinian did not expect that at that time, Bei Qingru looked at him as usual.

It's just that the coldness in his eyes seemed to be a little deeper, and there seemed to be some imperceptible disappointment in it.

Why did Bei Qingru look for him?

Jiang Zi couldn't read.

After that day, Jian Qi didn't say anything else, he and Bei Qingru were both silent.

Jiang Zinian could only look at this and that in silence, but he couldn't figure it out.

But the more Jiang Zinian came into contact with this person, the more he discovered that his master... didn't seem to care as much about him as he did on the surface.

It can even be said that Bei Qingru cares...very much for him.

One day, it was sunny after the snow fell on the peak, Jiang Zinian's injury had healed a lot at that time, he had never been out of the house because of his injury, now seeing the good weather outside, he wanted to go out and have a look.

Bei Qingru's small wooden house is covered with icy edges, which shimmer in the sunlight.

Not far behind the house is a piece of cedar, green pines and green cypresses, dotted with translucent ice and snow, which looks very beautiful.

Jiang Zinian thought that there was the hut he lived in before, and he hadn't been back for many years, so he wanted to take a look.

It is actually very close from Bei Qingru's residence to his side, but now it has injuries on its body, and it is just a little puppy. It was only a few steps to the hut before, but now it has walked for a long time Didn't arrive either.

There is a line of small plum blossom marks left in the snow.

Jiang Zi Nian walked away for a while, feeling his limbs were sore and limp, and finally arrived.

Jiang Zinian was afraid that Bei Qingru would find out that it planned to visit its house from the beginning, so it walked around the pine forest pretending to be aimless, making sure that its footprints were too messy to distinguish, and wanted to come to Bei Qingru to see it. When he arrived, he would only feel that it had discovered his house by accident and broke in by mistake.

Only then did Jiang Zinian walk towards its original hut with peace of mind.

There was a small courtyard in front of the wooden house, Jiang Zinian opened the courtyard door, and everything here remained the same as when he left.

In front of the yard stood a wooden stake as thick as a person. The wooden stake was cut full of scars, which he used to practice swords. The sword marks on it ranged from shallow to deep. But none of them could break the stake in half.

Bei Qingru once said that he would teach him the second stance only when he practiced the Jinghong swordsmanship to the point where he could cut off the wooden stake with a single stroke.

But in the original plot, the apprentice played by Jiang Zinian is the demon star of the evil spirit, who practices righteous magic. He has yet to learn the second form of swordsmanship.

In the plot, the original owner is an extremely sensitive person with low self-esteem. As the apprentice of Sword Master Shang Xu, he has extremely poor aptitude, which has attracted many people to laugh at him. However, the original owner saw that he could not practice decent magic, so he simply went to practice evil. surgery.

He was originally a demon star of the sky, and after practicing evil, he had advanced thousands of miles every day. At that time, he had the idea of ​​defecting to the demon cultivator.

He seduced Bei Qingru, not because he liked him, but because he wanted to break Bei Qingru's Hunyuan real body, so as to enhance his evil skills.

It's just that at that time, Bei Qingru didn't know that he had cultivated a crooked way, and only thought that he really had a heart of disrespect towards him.

Come to think of it, many things have ended since a long time ago.

According to the character of the apprentice in the plot, he has a heart that desperately longs for strength but is sensitive and inferior. As the chief disciple of the Hunyuan Sect, he is a disciple of Shangxu Jianzun, but he has no strength to match him. The ridicule of the world will definitely make him more sensitive and inferior. From the very beginning, he is doomed to betray Bei Qingru and his master.

Jiang Zinian stood in front of the stake and looked at it for a while, then walked into the house again.

The house is also very tidy and clean, it seems that someone comes to clean it from time to time.

On the comb next to the bronze mirror, there were even a few strands of hair that he had left behind.

The arrangement in the room is exactly the same as when he left.

There were even places where he felt that the owner of the house had just left and would be back soon.

Seeing all this, Jiang Zinian suddenly felt a little complicated.

On this Tianyi Peak, there is no one else except Bei Qingru, and Bei Qingru will be the only one who cleans the place.

He didn't change it a bit, hundreds of years have passed, but everything here is still so intact, exactly the same as when he left.

Jiang Zinian took another look at other places with his short legs.

The backyard of this cottage was originally a small mystery.

Jiang Zinian walked to the backyard, and after entering the backyard door, he saw a pink peach forest in front of him, filled with clouds-like flowers, like a pink dream.

Inside and outside the country, one is a world of ice and snow, while the other is a fairyland on earth.

Here is a large peach forest.

Bei Qingru is probably the only one who can plant such a large peach forest on such a severe cold peak.

This peach grove was much larger than when he left.

This luxuriant peach forest gradually overlapped with the peach forest in his memory.

Some of the flowers are like snow, some are like rosy clouds. The luxuriant peach blossoms press the branches down. Jiang Zinian followed the road in his memory, passing through the cloud-like pink flowers, with a few petals falling from time to time. On his snow-white fur, Jiang Zinian's little paws stepped on the soft falling red, and he hooked his paws from time to time, trying to catch the petals falling from the air.

That's it, the end of the road.

He saw the huge peach tree in his memory.

Even if a dozen people embrace this peach tree, it may not be able to surround it. The branches are twisted and vigorous, and the peach blossoms on the branches are like stars dotted all over the branches.

The ancient and vigorous trunk and the gorgeous peach blossoms are full of traces of time on this ancient tree.

But Bei Qing was sitting under the old tree at this moment.

He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, and his black hair hung down gorgeously, like a brush stroke of cold ink on a rich and colorful painting.

Behind him is a graceful peach tree.

Pink petals fell, some fell on his white clothes, and some fell between his black hair.

He lowered his eyes slightly. At this moment, he was peeling a peach tree branch.

Sitting among the peach groves, his complexion seemed to be much softer, and there seemed to be a misty cloud of mist between his brows. Although he was still cold, he was a little more airy.

His white fingers pinched the peach wood branch, just like fine white porcelain.

Bei Qingru was making a sword.

This peach tree is the last ancient peach tree.

Every 60 years, this peach tree will give birth to a new branch.

Bei Qingru then chopped it off to make a mahogany sword.

Peach is the essence of five trees, which can drive away evil spirits.

Because the apprentice played by Jiang Zinian was born with a fierce aura, in order to suppress the evil aura in his body, Bei Qingru would make this mahogany sword for him since he learned swordsmanship.

The rest of the swords, Jiang Zinian can't use, only Taomu can balance the evil in his body and draw its aura.

This ancient peach tree was originally a natural divine tree, but because Jiang Zinian had too much evil in his body, the swords he used could not last long, so, every 60 years, Bei Qingru would remake a peach wood sword for him.

I saw that Bei Qingru's other hand used his hand as a blade, he used his hand to cut off the excess part of the branch bit by bit.

Taomu can't see iron, in order to preserve Taomu's aura, he can't use other tools.

This ancient peach tree also condenses the essence and aura of the ancient peach tree, even if it is as powerful as Bei Qingru, but if he cuts off its branches and cuts off its trunk, he will be backlashed by it.

It didn't take long for Jiang Zinian to see that his other hand was already covered with blood.

Bei Qingru has always been like a god in his heart, Jiang Zinian never thought that he would bleed.

It was as if he had never realized that although Bei Qingru was a cultivator, he who had not ascended to the ascension was actually... just a mortal.

Bei Qingru didn't seem to feel the pain when he was peeling the peach wood, and he didn't even frown slightly.

His face was as usual, as cold as frost as usual.

Jiang Zinian looked at it for a while before realizing that there were already five or six mahogany swords placed behind him.

In the hundreds of years since Jiang Zinian left.

Every 60 years, this ancient tree grows a new branch, and Bei Qingru cuts off one to make a sword for him.

This is how it is now... for hundreds of years.

He seemed to be stubbornly believing that he would definitely come back.

Since Jiang Zinian could only use the mahogany sword, he made it for him year after year and kept it.

When he comes back...

Bei Qingru...will continue to teach him the unfinished set of Jinghong swordsmanship...