Chapter 337: Ten Thousand Years at a Glance

The six people who had regained consciousness not far away looked at each other as they listened to the conversation between the "master and apprentice", and the "Wuyang" they mentioned, Sikong Shaoyang had never seen a real person, but he had heard a little from the mouth of the first emperor about his almost legendary things.

In the first half of his life, Yiwen boasted that he had never been responsible for the common people, until that incident, he hesitated and even regretted it, the only thing he was ashamed of in this world was his beloved disciple, Wuyang.

Wuyang is the only son of a family surnamed Shen in the village at the foot of Wufu Peak, when he was three years old, the Shen family and his wife went into the mountains to collect medicine to supplement the family, but they were attacked by fierce beasts, unfortunately both died, and also heard that the child had no father and mother, no support, and was pitiful, so he brought it back to Shikong Temple to accept him as an apprentice, and took the name Wuyang.

Although Yiwen is the abbot of Shikong Temple, he has never accepted apprentices, but his brothers have batches of excellent disciples. At the moment when he shaved Wuyang, he felt that the apprentice he had been waiting for was probably the destined child in front of him.

It didn't take long for him to discover that this son was talented and intelligent, different from ordinary people, not only had a great Buddha fate, but also was thorough in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and martial arts cultivation. Over the years, Yichen has personally raised it, and although Wuyang is the youngest disciple of Shikong Temple, he is also the best monk in this generation.

After Wuyang became sensible, he knew that the existence of the Shikong Temple was to guard the northern border of Dongzhao and suppress the ruins of the Void Turbidity Peak. Every three years, a group of monks who are stationed at the foot of the Void Turbidity Peak rotates.

During the three years of the monks stationed near the Void Turbidity Peak, they were not allowed to leave their posts without special matters or orders, even if it was the Shikong Temple, which was not too far away, they could only look at each other across the mountain.

This errand is not only boring, but also very dangerous, there are countless poisonous snakes, insects and rats on this void peak, and the flowers and trees that grow are also highly poisonous, and the slightest carelessness will be life-threatening, and if there is a slight change in the ruins of the phaselessness, then the monks stationed here will bear the brunt of the danger.

Even so, Wu Yang had repeatedly expressed to his master that he wanted to garrison the Void Turbidity Peak in order to further his cultivation, but Yiwen always refused on the grounds that he was still young.

Finally, when Wuyang was seventeen years old, under his repeated pleas, Yiwen agreed to let his apprentice join the ranks of the monks stationed at the Void Turbidity Peak.

However, I didn't expect that the moment I made this decision was the beginning of Wuyang's destruction.

At the beginning, Wuyang and all the senior brothers and uncles guarded the Void Turbidity Peak for two years, and there was no abnormality, until one day he entered the depths of the Void Turbidity Peak out of curiosity, not only got lost but was also stabbed by the mountain poison flower, and when his consciousness gradually blurred, it seemed that a figure came to his side, and then he fainted.

When he woke up again, it was late, and he was lying by a campfire, and a woman was fiddling with his back to him.

"Ahem......" Looking at the woman's back, Wuyang coughed.

The man turned around when he heard the voice, and Wu Yang saw her face, which was a beautiful and gentle woman with a slightly pale face.

"You're awake." The woman looked at him gently, her eyes as bright as stars.

"Hmm......" Wu Yang tried to sit up with his hands up, and found that he no longer felt paralyzed, "You saved me?" However, the arm was still a little soft and difficult to exert force.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly put down the branch in her hand, clapped her hand and approached to support Wuyang, "Be careful, the poison on your body hasn't completely faded yet." ”

It was the warm and clear sound of the fingertips touching in this short moment, and Wuyang's mind could no longer be removed from this petite woman.

From the conversation, Wuyang learned that the girl's name was Yi Rou, and she was the person in this Void Turbidity Peak, that is, the person of the Wu clan that everyone in Dongzhao spurned and hated.

And Wuyang's outfit didn't need him to explain it to Yi Rou, naturally, he was never prepared to hide from her and lie to her from the beginning.

Wuyang, like everyone in the Shikong Temple, regarded the ruins of Shura as a cancer that was a man-made scourge to the world, but Yi Rou's appearance made him shake this idea for the first time. Although he guarded the foot of the Void Turbidity Peak for two years, he had never seen the people in the mountains, and now in the face of Yi Rou in front of him, he began to be confused, is such a gentle and lovely woman really such a demon who harms the world?

Once Wuyang had regretted that the years of guarding the Void Turbidity Peak were too peaceful, and even complained about why he insisted on coming here, but since the day he met Yi Rou, he began to feel that there was hope every day.

Yi Rou would often sneak in and take him into the mountains to play, and he and the other senior brothers and uncles who were guarding were already at different junction points at the foot of the mountain, so it was not difficult to avoid them.

At first, he was very curious about the lives of the people in the ruins of Shura, but after contacting Yi Rou for a long time, he found that their daily life was not much different from ordinary people, and they were also studying and practicing, picking herbs and picking flowers, but they never left this mountain.

It's been a long time with Yi Rou, and Wuyang began to have a wonderful feeling that he had never had before, at that time he didn't understand that it was the love and love that earthly people said, he only knew that he was looking forward to seeing her warm and soft smile in the faint morning light every morning.

And Yi Rou is the same, falling in love with this person who suddenly broke into her own world - before Wuyang, Yi Rou had never seen anyone outside the mountain, because she was a person from the ruins of the Phaseless, and because she was the soon-to-be-succeeded saint of the Wu clan.

It's strange to say that Wuyang and Yi Rou have only known each other for half a year, but the two always feel that they have known each other for half a lifetime. But at this time, Wuyang received an order that there was something in Shikong Temple, and the master called him to go back early.

"Brother Wuyang, are you leaving...... "The little yellow flowers in Yi Rou's hands were scattered all over the ground, and she looked at Wuyang with tears rolling in her eyes.

This was the first time Wu Yang had seen Yi Rou crying, and it was also the first time he realized that it was time to face his heart.

"You wait for me, and I'll confess everything to Master when I go back." Wu Yang knew that he could never run away anymore.

"No, you can't ......" Yi Rou shook her head, love is already a taboo for monks, Wuyang is the first disciple of Master Yiwen, and he has high hopes, once it is known to the world, then Wuyang's reputation and future will be completely ruined?

What's more, she is still the witch of the Void Turbidity Peak, and she is the group of monks who are strictly guarded by the monks of Shikong Temple, so that Yiwen knows about the private relationship between her apprentice and her, isn't it a crime on top of a crime?

"Fortunately, nothing has happened to us, Brother Wuyang, you just forget about me."

"What?" Wu Yang was shocked.

"I said, in the future, we should never meet each other, you are still the first disciple of your Shikong Temple, and I am still the witch of the ruins."

"Yi Rou, do you know what you're talking about?" Wuyang stepped forward and grabbed Yi Rou's sleeve, and there was obvious anger in his words.

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