Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

Luo He felt that it would only take another month for him to complete the shaping of Wutan Sword Heart.

His Daomo Holy Body truly possesses an extraordinary speed in cultivating this kind of perception.

Luo He exhaled deeply and slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the embryonic form of the Wutian Sword Heart within him gradually stabilize, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he subconsciously looked towards Fu Xueqiong.

During this period, it was almost the first time that he and Fu Xueqiong had spent such a long time together in her normal state. Usually, Fu Xueqiong was always cold and inaccessible.

In this void of space, she was even more silent, and her whole body was like an ice statue, as if she had merged with the surrounding environment.

Luo He couldn't help but sigh. In her normal state, Fu Xueqiong was truly utterly cold, as if devoid of any emotion. During the few days he'd been immersed in cultivation, Fu Xueqiong had barely made a sound. Aside from the occasional fluctuation of her breath, he couldn't even sense her presence. She sat there like a motionless ice sculpture, as if time had no effect on her.

As if noticing Luo He's gaze, Fu Xueqiong slowly opened her eyes, her azure eyes staring straight at Luo He, still as cold and indifferent as ever. But under her cold gaze, Luo He felt a strange sense of concern.

"Do you have any needs?" Fu Xueqiong's low voice reached Luo He's ears.

"Yes, there is a need." Luo He responded.

Next, Fu Xueqiong and I will have to stay in this space gap for a while, and it is not right to not dare to talk to her.

Even though Fu Xueqiong was cold as ice in her normal state, she was at least much more amiable than when she was ill.

Fu Xueqiong didn't say much. She slowly stood up and floated in front of Luo He in a white dress. "What do you need?"

"I just want to chat with you, Master."

"Are you having trouble with your cultivation?"

"No, I'm just tired of practicing and want to talk to someone."

Fu Xueqiong tilted her head slightly, looking at Luo He with some doubt. After a while, she responded softly: "Hmm?"

Seeing Fu Xueqiong's doubts, Luo He turned to look at her with even more doubts: "What are you going to do after you get tired of practicing in this spatial gap?"

Fu Xueqiong was silent for a while, then she replied calmly, "I won't get tired."

"Master, you were staying in the space gap before, just practicing silently?"

"Of course." Fu Xueqiong's answer was simple.

This left Luo He speechless.

The environment within this spatial gap is extremely unstable, with nothingness and turbulence intertwined, bringing not only physical pain but also psychological torment.

The boundless emptiness and loneliness seemed to drag the human soul into an endless dark abyss. Every second seemed so long, and every inch of space was filled with danger.

Fu Xueqiong actually stayed in this place alone for less than a year?

She almost damaged her brain in her practice.

No wonder he feels so pent up, once he explodes it's so intense.

In this place where there is no end in sight, it really feels like a person would go crazy if he doesn't speak.

"I, your disciple, cannot be like you, Master. I like to find something to do to relieve my fatigue after practicing. Communicating with others can also make me feel more relaxed."

"Then let's discuss it." Fu Xueqiong thought for a moment and made a suggestion.

Luo He shook his head like a rattle when he heard this: "Discussing the Dao is still about cultivation, isn't it? I want to talk about other things."

Have you ever seen anyone doing a few sets of mock exam questions to relieve fatigue after getting tired of doing summer homework?

Fu Xueqiong raised her head slightly, a rare look of confusion showing on her cold face.

In her world, cultivation took up almost all of her time and energy, and discussing the Dao was one of her rare ways to relax. She was clearly unfamiliar with other topics.

"What else can we talk about?" Fu Xueqiong's tone was serious, she really wanted to know.

Luo He looked at her face which seemed to soften due to confusion, and felt helpless for a moment.

It seemed that the world of this ice-cold bastard was vastly different from that of ordinary people. To her, cultivation was everything in life, and everything else seemed like an unnecessary burden.

"Like... have you ever thought about what else you can do besides practicing?" Luo He asked tentatively, wanting to see how she would react.

Fu Xueqiong was silent for a moment, as if thinking about this question, but from her indifferent expression, Luo He quickly realized that she might never have seriously thought about this question.

“I don’t need anything else to fill my time.”

Fu Xueqiong said calmly: "Practice is enough."

Luo He smiled bitterly when he heard this, knowing that discussing topics other than cultivation with Fu Xueqiong would probably be more difficult than teaching her how to practice a completely new set of sword techniques.

However, he also understood that this was exactly what made Fu Xueqiong different from others. This kind of concentration and calmness might be the reason why she was able to cultivate to this point.

I feel that Fu Xueqiong is quite pathetic, as she has become possessed by the devil even after practicing so much.

"Master, can you tell stories? Just tell me a story to meet the needs of an incompetent disciple like me." Luo He asked with a hint of anticipation.

"story?"

Fu Xueqiong was stunned for a moment, clearly unfamiliar with the concept. Her brow furrowed slightly, lost in thought. Luo He could clearly sense that she was struggling to find something to talk about, but the results didn't seem promising.

In order to avoid an awkward atmosphere, Luo He took the initiative to ask, "For example, Master, have you ever had any experience traveling abroad?"

Fu Xueqiong nodded, her eyes suddenly becoming much clearer: "I once went to Black Wind Mountain and killed a bear monster with one sword."

When Luo He heard this, a light flashed in his eyes. He nodded repeatedly, waiting for Fu Xueqiong's next words with anticipation.

However, what awaited him was an unbearable silence. Fu Xueqiong seemed to have no intention of continuing and just looked at him quietly.

Is this...waiting for him to praise her?

"What happens next? Is that all?" Luo He couldn't help but ask.

Fu Xueqiong nodded again and replied calmly, "That's all."

No? What kind of story is this?

Killed a bear monster with one sword.

It's like someone asks you to tell a story that's scary, funny, and a little sad, and you start by saying, "Once upon a time there was a ghost. He farted and died."

Looking at Fu Xueqiong's face without any fluctuation, Luo He suddenly felt helpless.

My master, the big ice ball, can't tell stories...

Chapter 90: Touched Ice Heart (Part 1)

Luo He pondered for a moment, and finally decided to tell Fu Xueqiong a story himself. He adjusted his posture and said seriously, "How about this, Master, I'll tell you a story and show you how storytelling works."

"Okay." Fu Xueqiong answered simply.

Her expression immediately became serious, her body leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed on Luo He, as if all her attention was focused on him.

Stare~

Fu Xueqiong's every move and gesture revealed a sense of concentration and seriousness.

Luo He felt his scalp tingling when Fu Xueqiong looked at him like this.

Seeing Fu Xueqiong's serious expression, he felt a little complicated. His master really seemed to be very serious about everything he did, a little too serious.

In that case, let’s tell some familiar stories.

Luo He pondered for a moment, coughed twice, and began to narrate slowly, "I think back to ancient times. There was a strange stone that absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for countless years. Finally, one day, with a loud bang, the stone cracked, and a lively monkey jumped out."

Fu Xueqiong's eyes flickered slightly, as if she was attracted by this beginning.

"Because he was born with a thunderous sound, he called himself 'Sai Lei,' and people in later generations called him 'Monkey Sai Lei.'"

"A monkey born from absorbing spiritual energy?"

Fu Xueqiong murmured, evidently pondering the mystery within. "It can be said to be a combination of the creations of heaven and earth, a land of abundant talents and beauty."

"exactly."

Luo He nodded. "Si Lei has had powerful spiritual power since birth, and his intelligence developed early. He quickly occupied a mountain, proclaimed himself the Monkey King, and lived a leisurely life."

Fu Xueqiong nodded slightly, her expression showing a serious and focused look.

"But the Monkey King's good days didn't last long. One day, his brother Saiqi suddenly appeared in the Flower-Fruit Mountain he ruled. Saiqi ruthlessly slaughtered all of Saire's monkeys, leaving only him alone."

Fu Xueqiong's eyes suddenly froze.

"Before leaving, Sage said to Serei, 'Hate me, and when you have eyes like mine, come back and find me.' Serei looked up and saw a blazing fire burning in Sage's eyes. They were eyes of fire and gold."

"It turns out that the bloodline of the Sai clan is extremely special. As long as certain conditions are met, their eyes will undergo magical changes. To improve their pupil skills, they need to constantly defeat those who know how to use pupil skills."

"Sere doesn't understand why his brother would do such a thing. Hatred permeates his heart. He only wants to become stronger, improve his pupil skills, and then seek revenge."

Luo He continued, his voice deep and full of tension. "After Sai Lei suffered a devastating blow in Huaguo Mountain, he began to travel widely, driven by hatred, determined to become stronger. To improve his pupil technique, he had to constantly defeat those who mastered it."

Fu Xueqiong was completely immersed in the story, her eyes focused, her heart moving with every word Luo He said.

"One day, Serre met a ghostly boy. He had golden hair and his eyes were filled with confidence and arrogance. His name was Audi."

"Audi? Is he a demon?" Fu Xueqiong asked softly.

Luo He smiled and shook his head: "No, Audi is a human cultivator. His talent and strength make him unique in the cultivation world. Audi thought that no one in the world could match him, until he met Sai Lei."

Luo He continued, "When Audi saw the glimmer of fire in Serre's eyes, he showed a look of surprise, as if he saw some familiar power awakening in Serre."

A hint of expectation flashed in Fu Xueqiong's eyes.

Seeing his master, a giant ice ball, showing such rare interest, Luo He paused for a moment before continuing:

Audi's eyes also ignited with fire. He stared at Serre and said with a hint of admiration, "It seems you have the same type of pupil technique as me." Before he finished speaking, the two of them launched into an earth-shattering battle.

……

Staying in the space gap, Luo He looked at his master who was listening to his story seriously. Feeling pleased, he also casually mixed together several stories from his previous life and told them almost without thinking.

Fu Xueqiong indeed listened with great interest.

After all, Fu Xueqiong had never heard such a storytelling style before. It was like opening the door to a new world for her. Even though Luo He was somewhat abstract in making up the story plots that left a deep impression on her memory, it was still attractive enough.

After the story came to an end, Luo He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, do you know how to tell a story now?"

Fu Xueqiong moved closer to Luo He: "What's next?"

"Follow up?"

Luo He's expression was subtle. "No, Master, I was just telling you how to tell a story. How come you're so engrossed? Now it's your turn to tell the story of how you went to Black Wind Mountain to kill the bear monster. Now you can try to tell it more completely."

"it is good."

Fu Xueqiong pondered quietly, as if trying to recall the scene at that time, but her words were still simple and direct: "I went to Black Wind Mountain and killed a bear demon with one sword."

Luo He suppressed his inner speechlessness, smiled and nodded, encouraging her to continue.

However, he soon discovered that Fu Xueqiong fell silent, as if all the details had been summarized by her in this one sentence.

Luo He:?

Stuck after this sentence?

"Master..."

Luo He spoke tentatively: "Can you tell me more about it, such as how powerful the bear monster was? How did you deal with it at that time? Was the process thrilling?"

Fu Xueqiong frowned slightly, as if trying to recall more specific details. A hint of seriousness flashed in her eyes as she continued, "The bear monster was huge and very powerful. I struck it with one strike of my sword, and it died."

Luo He was scratching his head, unsure how to proceed. Fu Xueqiong's narration was not wrong, but it was too concise, compressing almost all the ups and downs into a straight line.

"Master, can you try to describe the scene at that time? For example, you were standing on the Black Wind Mountain, facing the wind, with the sword in your hand flashing with cold light, and then how you instantly slashed out that fatal sword..." Luo He tried his best to guide her, wanting to stimulate her inner desire to express herself more.

Fu Xueqiong listened carefully to Luo He's advice, and then tried again: "Black Wind Mountain, the wind is very strong, I stood on the top of the mountain, and my sword was very fast. I slashed out with one sword, and the bear monster died."

Luo He was completely speechless. He took a deep breath, realizing that it would take more patience and time for Fu Xueqiong to master the storytelling skills.

I thought his storytelling was abstract enough, but Fu Xueqiong's was even more abstract.

"Okay, Master, it seems that you are really not good at telling stories." Luo He held his forehead.

It's not like he has been influenced by various anime and novels, and can tell a series of stories at random.

"I've rested enough this time, so I won't tell you this story for now. I'm going to continue my training."

I originally wanted Fu Xueqiong to tell me a story, but now it was Tiangang who told the story instead.

But it's also a way to entertain yourself.

Having said that, Luo He went to the side and continued to sense the spatial force in the spatial gap and practice his Wutan Sword Heart.

However, Luo He did not notice that when he closed his eyes and began to practice, Fu Xueqiong looked at him quietly. There seemed to be some imperceptible ripples in her ice-blue eyes.