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

Jiang Zinian's heart tightened.

It circled around Bei Qingru for a few times, only to see that Bei Qingru's body was exuding a severe chill and chill, but after a few steps closer, it felt icy cold.

The little white dog howled a few times beside him, Jiang Zinian stretched out his little paw hesitantly, trying to get close to him, but before he could get close enough, he was bounced back by the cold light around Bei Qingru's body. I only felt a pain in my paw, and I fell to the ground immediately, and couldn't help screaming.

Bei Qingru still kept his eyes tightly closed, Jiang Zinian saw that his eyelashes were covered with a layer of icy mist, and his white clothes were also covered with frost.

His whole body looked like a sculpture of ice, his lips were as pale as snow-colored lotus flowers.

Jiang Zinian yelled at him a few times.

Beiqing's mind is so chaotic, he needs to be awakened from the daze.

He is the clearest when he cultivates Taoism, if this makes his Taoist heart dusty and gives birth to demons, it will be a big trouble.

But no matter how Jiang Zi Nian called out, Bei Qing was almost unconscious at this moment, and could not hear its voice.

Jiang Zinian thought for a moment, then ran out the door.

It suddenly remembered that there was a silver light Zen grass growing on the back mountain of Tianyi Peak. The Zen grass is originally a thing to exorcise demons and purify the mind, and the silver light Zen grass is the most calming and soul-soothing.

Compared with the Jiurui Immortal Grass picked by Jiang Zinian, this Yinguang Zen Grass is of a higher grade and more effective. Although I don't know if it will be useful, but this time I can only try it.

Jiang Zinian also didn't care how suspicious he would be when Bei Qingru woke up and saw the silver light Zen grass.

The Jiurui Immortal Grass was picked by chance before, but now the Silver Light Zen Grass is a hundred times rarer than the Jiurui Immortal Grass.

This Tianyi Peak is the tallest among the fairy mountains of the Hunyuan School. It is located at the place where the sun and the moon meet. Grass.

Since Jiang Zi Nian was born again, he has an innate closeness to those flowers and plants, and it can naturally find more rare and rare plants than ordinary people.

As a skill to settle down in these years, it is still quite researched in terms of flowers and plants.

I saw the little white dog came out of the cave, then ran all the way up the mountain, and gradually disappeared.

Bei Qingru had a dream.

He saw Siguoya in his dream.

Siguo Cliff was closed on all sides, and his disciple Mo Xiaonian was locked inside.

Before Mo Xiaonian did such things as bullying his master and destroying his ancestors, Bei Qingru ordered him to spend a year in retreat and contemplate.

However, he ran away.

He broke the barrier of Siguoya and escaped.

At that time, Bei Qingru thought that Mo Xiaonian really had that kind of affection for him.

Although Bei Qingru was angry at him for doing such a rebellious act and offended his superiors, it really humiliated his master, but he was still his disciple after all, Bei Qingru thought about it one by one afterwards, and remembered that he was kneeling in front of him Eyes that were red from crying and forbearance, but my heart couldn't help but mixed with five flavors, complicated and unspeakable.

Mo Xiaonian told him that he had admired him for a long time, and he cried and begged him not to drive him away, saying that he would never dare to have such thoughts again.

He told him so sincerely that he only hoped to be here with Master forever.

From now on, he will bury this deeply in his heart, and dare not offend him in the slightest. This time, he really couldn't help himself....

He said cautiously, from now on, will we still be as good as before?

same as before...

Although Bei Qingru knew that many things would never be the same since then, but these words still touched his heart deeply.

Bei Qingru closed her eyes and pondered for a long time, but for the first time a crack appeared in her heart, which was always as hard as ice.

In the end, he asked Mo Xiaonian to go to the Criminal Hall to receive his punishment.

Mo Xiaonian was beaten to the brink of death, and then imprisoned in Siguo Cliff, where she spent a year in seclusion.

On the day when he was sent to the Cliff of Thoughts, Bei Qingru had visited him.

At that time, Mo Xiaonian was already very embarrassed.

Seeing Beiqing Tathagata came, Mo Xiaonian didn't cry or fuss, but looked a bit sleepy.

Normally, he would have a lot to say to him, but this time, Mo Xiaonian seemed to have nothing to say to him.

He just smiled at Bei Qingru, but that smile made Bei Qingru so strange.

Mo Xiaonian said to him, Master, you have no heart.

Mo Xiaonian's glance made his calm heart feel a little tingling pain for the first time.

In the following days, Bei Qingru recalled this scene repeatedly, and the stinging pain became more and more obvious, and...his words actually became Bei Qingru's nightmare for the rest of his life.

Bei Qingru is the most cold-hearted and heartless when he cultivates Taoism, he needs to get rid of the three thousand distracting thoughts in the world, and only keep a heart of Taoism, but the words of Mo Xiaonian left a lingering thread in his heart out of thin air. shadows.

He began to reflect on himself.

Ruthless is the purest, and the ruthless way is also the most powerful.

He has been practicing this way for nearly a thousand years, but for the first time he realized that his ruthless way of thinking is not so perfect.

He didn't know why Mo Xiaonian had thoughts about him.

He also recalled his usual behavior, words and deeds, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

During that period of time, Mo Xiaonian was imprisoned at Siguo Cliff, but Bei Qingru was also suffering in her heart.

It was the first time he had thought about something for so long.

The initial anger towards Mo Xiaonian gradually dissipated and turned into helplessness, even accompanied by a trace of helplessness.

Since practicing, Bei Qingru has always been ruthless and powerful, this is the first time he feels at a loss for something.

The Taoism he practiced requires him to abstain from desires and keep himself, and he is destined to be unable to understand love in the world.

Until Mo Xiaonian escaped from Siguo Cliff, he always held a trace of pity for Mo Xiaonian.

He didn't feel that his idea was a blasphemy to him, but felt that his liking was really very precious to him.

Bei Qingru felt at that time that he had let the child down.

Later, Bei Qingru began to look for him, and Bei Qingru had been looking for him for decades.

He pondered hard every day, whether it was because of his ruthlessness that his apprentice chose to leave...

Could it be my ruthlessness that stabbed him...

He lingered in these distracting thoughts every day.

During the time when Mo Xiaonian was not around, he had a very difficult time.

He also gradually tasted loneliness and coldness.

Later, Bei Qingru found Mo Xiaonian, but he never expected that Mo Xiaonian would become a demon cultivator.

He also didn't expect that what he said while crying in front of him at the beginning were all lies to him.

He had never admired him before, and it was not involuntary for him to behave disrespectfully towards him in that cold pool.

Mo Xiaonian practiced sorcery, what he did that day was just to seduce him, trying to break his true body, and help him practice by himself.

Bei Qingru's cultivation method requires him to abide by his desires, not to be tempted, not to be emotional.

Once the thoughts of passion|desire are moved, the cultivation base will plummet.

Mo Xiaonian said to him, Master, you don't really think that I like you, do you?

That day, he saw that Bei Qingru was out of breath, and he knew that Bei Qingru was the softest towards him, so he cried and said a few words, shed a few tears, just trying to comfort Bei Qingru.

Mo Xiaonian smiled, he still had the imprint of a demon cultivator on his forehead, that smile was wanton and flamboyant.

And his words made Bei Qingru's mood flustered.

Mo Xiaonian really never liked him.

Everything he did was to practice evil skills and improve his cultivation.

He had achieved a small amount of evil work long before he seduced him, otherwise, he would not be able to break through the barrier of Siguo Cliff and escape from the Hunyuan Sect.

That day, when Mo Xiaonian escaped from Siguo Cliff, Bei Qingru looked at the traces of the exercises on the ground, although he had a vague premonition in his heart, he didn't think much about it.

Now that this fact was in front of him, those details that he had ignored before were suddenly connected.

He, Bei Qingru, has been teaching his disciples for so many years, yet he taught his disciples to look like this...

He was ashamed of the Hunyuan faction and regretted it in his heart.

And Bei Qingru's torment and pain in these days is... just a joke...

Everything is a lie to him.

At that time, Bei Qingru felt that a little evil thought suddenly appeared in his usually clear heart, and he suppressed that thought, but since then, that thought has been buried in a corner of his heart all the time. Lingering.

Mo Xiaonian would not know how much his words that day had affected Bei Qingru.

His frivolous liking made Bei Qingru almost bewildered, and made him start to reflect on his own Taoism, which made him tortured by these complicated thoughts for so many years.

Mo Xiaonian left him and defected to Moxiu, and will never come back.

Bei Qingru knew that there must be an end between them.

So, later on, Bei Qingru personally killed him in the Palace of Wuqing.

Disciple does not teach, teacher's fault.

He killed Mo Xiaonian, and his death can be regarded as offsetting all the murders he committed over the years.

And so he sought him again.

When he is reincarnated, he will still be his disciple.

This time, he will definitely teach him well, and he will never let him step into those crooked ways again.

In the hundreds of years he had been looking for him, obsession had already been born in his heart.

That thought was rooted in his heart, supporting him to endure on this icy cold Tianyi Peak.

He thought of hundreds of years ago, when he left him from Siguya, he endured decades of loneliness.

Then he thought of the hundreds of years when he searched for him in the world, and he endured hundreds of cold.

He won't let him leave him again....

Mo Xiaonian said that he would always be with him.

He will definitely let him stay with him for the rest of his life.

...

In a trance, Bei Qingru's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The frost on his body also began to dissipate.

Bei Qingru opened her eyes.

The black energy in his forehead gradually sank into his forehead and disappeared.

Bei Qingru's eyes were slightly fixed, but when he glanced at him, he suddenly saw that the man's breath was gone from the mustard seeds beside him.

His expression froze immediately.

Bei Qingru stood up, the icy mist on his clothes scattered all over the floor.

He walked to the mustard seed and picked it up.

Sure enough, there was no one in the mustard.

There was still a bit of that person's breath that hadn't dissipated.

The black air in Bei Qingru's forehead gradually emerged again, and his cold and snowy face gradually took on a gloomy color.

His eyes were slightly sunken, and a little shadow gradually appeared in his clear eyes.

The shadow continued to expand in the pupils, and finally Qingming was pressed into the fundus of the eyes without a trace.

Bei Qingru's hand holding the mustard seed turned white slightly.

Are you going to leave him again...

why...

At this moment, a little white dog suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave with jelly in its mouth.

Seeing that Bei Qingru was awake, it immediately called out to him.

Bei Qingru raised her dark eyes to look at it.

Jiang Zinian saw that the man's face was as clear as before, but his forehead and heart were blushing, which was a sign of demons entering his body.

Jiang Zinian never thought that Bei Qingru's inner demons had reached such a level, he was startled, and the fairy grass in his mouth fell out of fright.