Yiwen stopped and turned around, waiting for a question.

From childhood to adulthood, Wuyang can always see a trace of detachment overlooking the common people in the eyes of his master, alienated and indifferent, but full of compassion, which makes people always involuntarily believe in and admire.

Wuyang raised his head and looked at the master's expression and face, which was clearly the same as in the past, but at this moment, Wuyang didn't know why, he could no longer give birth to half of the reverence and yearning, on the contrary, he suddenly felt disgusted, and like a flood of beasts, the mountains and seas attacked.

"You never thought about letting Rou'er go, did you?"

Yiwen looked at Wuyang, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, he did not affirm, nor did he deny it.

Wuyang didn't seem to really want to wait for Yiwen's response, "Or, from beginning to end, all you want is to destroy the ruins of the Phaseless, and even I am just a chess piece, making you famous." Wuyang said to himself, as if he just wanted to say what he guessed and thought in his heart.

"Yang'er, are you confused, senior brother will naturally do his best to encircle and suppress the Wu clan in order to save you!" Yixin was very anxious beside him, knowing that if the master and apprentice continued to fight hard, it would inevitably intensify the greater contradiction.

Yiwen waved his hand at Yixin and said, "Let him speak." ”

"Why, why can't you tolerate her......" There was no brilliance in Wuyang's eyes, and the pitch-black pupils were like a pool of stagnant water.

"It's not that she can't tolerate her, but there is no room for demons and demons in this world, you have been too wrong, and now that she is dead, she can be regarded as forgiving her sins and your sins."

"Sin? Oh, yes, Rou'er is guilty, her biggest sin is that she met me, a husband who can't protect her, in this life! ”

Yiwen was furious: "Bastard, you are still speaking foul words here!"

Yixin hurriedly stepped forward to stop Senior Brother, "Senior Brother, you are angry, Yang'er just woke up, and he didn't say anything nonsense before he was conscious, so you don't want to be like him." ”

Yiwen glared at Wuyang's pale cheeks and lips, endured his anger and said: "That's it, after you recover from your injuries, go to Houshan Yuntai to think for three years, and you will still be the only apprentice of the master in the future." ”

If it was before, when he heard Master's words, Wuyang would definitely be happy and grateful to Dade, but now everything is different, Yi Rou is dead, how can I forgive? And where is forgiveness? It sounded so ridiculous and ironic to him.

"Hah...... Haha......" Wuyang laughed arrogantly like this, laughing for a long time, until his breathing began to be short, he stopped, pointed at Yiwen and said, "You forgive me, but I will not forgive you in this life and this life." ”

"What did you say, scoundrel?!"

Wuyang didn't dodge at all, but his tone became more fierce and resolute: "Yiwen, from this moment on, you and I will break off the righteousness of master and apprentice!" ”

With that, Wuyang's left hand took out a short dagger from his back waist and showed it out.

"What are you going to do?" Yiwen's first reaction was to dodge sideways, but then he realized that Wuyang's gesture of holding the knife was definitely not intended to kill him, that is...... The moment Yiwen pounced, warm blood had already splattered onto his robes.

Yixin also exclaimed and pounced, "Yang'er! ”

However, it was too late, and Wu Yang used a dagger to break the tendon of his right hand.

Scarlet blood continued to flow from Wuyang's right wrist, but his face was expressionless, no pain or hatred, just looking straight at Yiwen.

"You taught me to learn martial arts and write since I was a child, and now I have abolished this hand, and I should just return everything to you."

"You, you're ......" Yiwen took a step back, unable to say anything anymore, only the fingers pointing at Wuyang trembled uncontrollably.

Yixin tore off the cuffs and unexpectedly wanted to remedy Wuyang to stop the bleeding, but found that he was ruthless at all, the blood couldn't be stopped, this hand must be useless, shaking his head and saying painfully: "Yang'er, why are you so hard!" ”

Later, Wuyang stood up with difficulty, and walked towards the door with a stealthy step, not looking at it again.

"Yang'er ......" Yixin wanted to support Wuyang behind him, but was stopped by Yiwen.

"Let him go."

In this way, Wuyang let the bloody wrists drip with blood, dragged his weak body and stumbled out of the Shikong Temple, and left down the mountain.

Almost with the last bit of strength, he came to the top of the Void Turbidity Peak, Killing Sendai, in front of Yi Rou's tomb.

When he saw the lonely little tombstone, he finally let out his last breath, knelt down and hugged the tombstone, and stroked the name of Yi Rou engraved on the tombstone.

"Rou'er, I'm here to accompany you......"

For a long time after that, when he never went out of the retreat, he began to waver and wonder if the obsession he had been obsessed with for so many years was wrong, and why he and his disciple had taken this step at the end.

And what he didn't expect was that it wasn't over.

On that day, Ah Yan and Xiao Quan found Shen Youan at the farmer's house at the bottom of the mountain, and after revealing their identities, Xiao Youan followed the two into the Void Turbidity Peak. Along the way, Ah Yan and Xiaoquan did not shy away from telling You'an everything that happened in the past few days, in their opinion, although You'an is still a child, his parents' affairs are also his responsibility.

At the moment when he rushed back to his mother's grave, Xiao Youan saw the figure in front of the monument, turned his back to him, and inserted the knife into his heart.

He subconsciously rushed forward desperately, but his steps were like being filled with lead and iron, and he couldn't move half a step, as if he was resisting to admit that that person was his father Wuyang.

Or maybe it was because of the induction between the hearts of father and son, Wu Yang used the last remaining thoughts to drive himself to turn around and see his son for the last time at the moment when he was almost unconscious.

At that glance, it was reluctance, sadness, and deep apology, but Wuyang had finally made a choice and died with his wife.

And You'an finally cried bitterly, called for "father", and rushed up to hug his father.

In this way, the young Youan witnessed his father's martyrdom in front of his mother's monument, which was the first time he experienced death, and he did not expect to face his parents.

"Father and Mother, I will avenge you."

After forty-nine days of filial piety, You'an descended the mountain and returned to the old farmer's house, as if nothing had happened.

After another half a year, under the "coincidence", Yiwen, who returned from going out, met Shen Youan at the foot of the mountain, and when he saw Yiwen facing his gaze, Shen Youan knew that the first step of his revenge plan had become.

Later, almost logically, Shen You'an entered the Shikong Temple and became a disciple of Yiwen, with the Dharma name Jueming.

He never took the initiative to ask himself if there were any other disciples before the master, because in the Shikong Temple, "Wuyang" has become a tacit forbidden word for everyone.

And with this talent and diligence, Jueming soon became an existence that could almost surpass Wuyang back then, and three years later, he became the youngest prison in Shikong Temple.

(End of chapter)