In the Purple Cloud Palace, the atmosphere was a little solemn, Xiao Hanyan's slender and jade fingers were lightly clasped on the armrest, and the sound of "buckle" sounded in the silent scene, and his stunning face was emotionless, but there seemed to be thought in his snow eyes.

At this point, Gongsun Qi saw Xiao Hanyan hesitating, got up and said, "The sect master doesn't need to answer the old man in a hurry first, you can think about this matter again, and it's up to you to decide how to deal with it." ”

Seeing that Gongsun Qi was leaving, Xiao Hanyan's fingertips stopped.

Retracted Su Sha Guang sleeve, and said to leave him: "Wait." ”

Xiao Hanyan stood up, and the hem of her skirt moved slightly: "It's not that you don't understand what you said today, it's true that the talents in the sect are withering, but even so, this seat doesn't want to keep this person." ”

"Why? Didn't the sect master think that this young man of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was terrifying in his later life? In addition, he had only just started and had already reached the second level of cultivation, which was already rare among many disciples. ”

Gongsun Qi couldn't understand why the sect master would let go of such a good seedling?

"He's good." Xiao Hanyan admits this.

This answer made Gongsun Qi very puzzled, since this disciple is excellent, why can't he stay?

"In that case, then the sect master ......" Gongsun Qi thought about it, and still had to ask the reason.

Xiao Hanyan glanced at Gongsun Qi, then withdrew his gaze, his misty cold eyes swept an imperceptible cold light, and said indifferently: "This seat has calculated that my fate will be entangled with this person many times, and the hexagram shows that my life and death calamity is related to him." ”

Life and death...... No one doesn't want to live, not to mention that she Xiao Hanyan has experienced so much hardship, isn't it just that she will be able to soar one day.

She has already been killed once, and if this criminal does not leave, one day, she will not be able to resist killing him.

Even if this happens, it will affect the cultivation of merit in the future.

Gongsun Qi was shocked and couldn't believe it: "Sect Master, this ......"

"Gongsun Zhangjiao doesn't need to be too surprised, as a monk, who hasn't had a life and death calamity? Whether to come or not depends on time. ”

Xiao Hanyandan's lips hooked, a little self-deprecating.

Gongsun Zhangjiao hadn't buffered out of Xiao Hanyan's words, and asked: "The old man of the life and death robbery has also understood, if the people in the robbery don't have any intersection, can it be resolved?" ”

It is said that evil turns into good fortune, but this is the statement of ordinary people, which is not convincing for cultivators like them.

And she won't believe it.

Xiao Hanyan shook his head: "Heavenly Dao cause and effect, right and wrong, this seat is destined to have this calamity, and from the hexagram point of view, the fate of this seat is really slim." ”

"Since the sect master knows that this person is related to your life and death, why don't you just kill him?" Gongsun Qi asked.

She had thought of this a long time ago, but it was involved.

Xiao Hanyan paced in the hall and said in a deep voice: "Don't forget the sect, there is no monk who can kill an ordinary person without reason, and Yi Lingzi is a typical example. ”

Six hundred years have passed, and Xiao Hanyan still remembers his uncle named Yi Lingzi.

It was because he personally killed a few monks who were involved in his life and death, and that night he was struck by a thunderbolt from the sky, and he let the Heavenly Dao take away the cultivation that had been cultivated for thousands of years.

After going through it to the present, she can still clearly remember her uncle and ancestor that night, and the eyes that were close to death.

The palace collapsed, and Yi Lingzi's uncle and ancestor, who were lying in the charred black and broken pit, did not have a good place in his body, Sen Sen was exposed, and the blood under his body flowed all over the ground, the scene was too bloody and terrifying, and the color changed when he smelled it, and he turned around and wanted to vomit, and his uncle and ancestor looked at the sky with eyes that were so unwilling and angry.

Obviously, he can soar in a few months, life and death, or something, and he can't reverse it by relying on the cultivation of his uncle and ancestor? Xiao Hanyan couldn't figure it out.

It wasn't until her master, Venerable Chi Li, stood in front of her and told her that everything in this world was vulnerable in front of the Heavenly Dao that she understood that the so-called life and death calamity was just a test for those monks who wanted to ascend from heaven.

There are too many incalculable factors in the calamity of life and death, and it is even more unavoidable, and those who are not determined will cause demons to themselves and breed trouble after a long time.

Gongsun Zhangjiao's face suddenly became much more ugly, "Yi Lingzi...... It's a pity that if the old man could have persuaded him a few more words, he wouldn't have done such an extreme thing. ”

"This seat has a hunch, if this life and death calamity can be resolved, then I am not far from ascending." Xiao Hanyan stood in front of the painting, with a little expectation in his eyes.

Gongsun Zhangjiao has lived for so long, and he has not calculated what life and death calamities he has, and he probably understands that he can only reach such heights in his life.

But now that he is enjoying this unbridled and happy life like a fairy, he actually has no regrets, but he is a little relieved and worried about what Xiao Hanyan just said: "Since the sect master knows about the Northern Meditation Cultivation, why didn't he just let people go in the first place?" ”

That's a really important question.

Xiao Hanyan turned around, his delicate brows tightened, and his stunning face was full of worry.

She was in awe of Gongsun Qi is senior, and he was also her own person, since she asked here, she didn't want to hide him: "Blame this seat for being too late, didn't notice it early in the morning, and since this seat took office, he has been stared at by the people of the Demon Domain all the time, and the matter of life and death, I'm afraid I can't hide it, just a few days ago, this seat also accidentally fought with the leader of the Demon Domain, and the strength of the other party has reached an immeasurable level." ”

The cold frost covered his beautiful face, and Xiao Hanyan said coldly: "If you suddenly drive a disciple out, I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion." ”

"So, you're ......"

"In order not to fall into the tongue, this seat first let him stay in the sect for a period of time, hone his temperament, and when the time is ripe, he will send people away after giving a letter of recommendation, and it is not difficult to defect to other sects with the letter from the Qi Sect."

Gongsun Qi was stunned to understand when he heard this, touched his beard and nodded, seemingly agreeing with Xiao Hanyan's idea.

Seeing that he couldn't keep the person of Bei Ming Xiu, Gongsun Qi sighed a little: "It's a pity that such a gifted disciple is here." ”

Of course, Xiao Hanyan also knew the excellence of the Northern Immortal Cultivation, and in this previous life, she had witnessed how he had become the object of admiration in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"Therefore, this seat will only do this after a lot of consideration in dealing with the matter of the Northern Meditation Cultivation, and leaving with a letter of recommendation will only make people think that he is not comfortable and cultivating in the Qi Sect, not that he cannot cultivate, so that people will not be suspicious."

Gongsun Qi thought about it, it was right.

But I still think I should say something: "This son has asked the old man to learn the Phantom Sound Mind Method before, and the old man thinks that he has excellent roots, so let him study for a month first, the words have come out, and the old man can't take it back, if the sect master allows, the old man will take him back to the Phantom Sound Workshop after a month, and he will not let him step into Ziyun Mountain again in his lifetime." ”

Xiao Hanyan was helpless, "I know that I know that I have the heart to teach you, and I pity it, and I hope you will forget the matter of life and death, and you can always watch and do the rest." ”

"Old man, thank you for the success."

And now, the Northern Meditation Cultivator doesn't know what he will leave in a month.

While tending to the herbs in the backyard, he was stained with dew and his clothes were dirty a lot, and he was washing in the house at the moment.

Bei Mingxiu stood in front of the mirror, the young man in the mirror was young and immature, with sallow skin and thin face, except for the pair of black and bright eyes, which were quite eye-catching, there were no other bright spots.

"It turns out that at this time, I am really badly mixed......" Bei Ming Xiu touched his somewhat sunken face, it was really too malnourished.

His divine gaze gradually became profound through the young man in the mirror.

When his mother was killed, he rarely smiled, and he became very withdrawn and cold.

He was extremely aggressive towards anyone around him who tried to get close to him, and in order to avenge his mother, he devoted himself to following his master's cultivation.

With his extraordinary cultivation methods and talents, he finally succeeded in his studies and avenged his mother.

Countless praises and honors were added to one, and even the master, who had always been noble or delicate and stern, was very pleased to look at himself with satisfied eyes.

That woman is a legend of the entire Xuanling Continent, known for her beauty and strength, and she didn't expect to become her descendant disciple.

I have to say that when he saw his master for the first time, he was extremely shocked.

On the Zhaoxin Palace, the legendary ruler of the Qi Sect is peerless, dressed in white like a holy lotus, sitting nobly on the main seat, the ink hair is pulled up in the exquisite silver hair crown, the delicate and beautiful face is indifferent and proud, looking closely at it is a kind of immutable cold and indifferent, it is obviously a very moist and clear eyes, but it gives people a cold and pressing feeling in the clean, and the majesty between the eyebrows makes people feel awe-inspiring.

He thought that such people were very cold and harsh towards their disciples.

But in fact, this is not the case, the woman is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

The master has taken care of himself for nearly two hundred years, during which he has taken meticulous care and guidance for his own cultivation, and in life, he will occasionally take care of himself.

She always likes to stand alone under the peach blossom tree, looking at the fog and mountain peaks in the distance, and after a long time, the pink petals on the tree fall on the light white skirt, which is very subtle and harmonious.

At this time, he stood quietly in the corner and watched the master take the fallen peach petals in his hand, twist them between his jade fingers and smell them, the corners of his lips with extremely beautiful lines were raised, and his eyes, which were often dyed cold on weekdays, were like a mountain stream at the moment, smart and clear, inadvertently flowing through the already stiff heart in his chest.

That kind of smile is like two people like her usual appearance.

She seems to be very fond of wearing clothes that are not of any other color, and only two colors appear on her body every time.

One is the original background color of the main color, and the other is the embroidery pattern color, so simple and faint collocation appears on her body, but it is very noble and elegant and good-looking.

She also loves to read folk scripts and miscellaneous notes, and often sits on the futon in the shade of the tree with this dense and supple green silk, as if she is amused by the stories in the book, and covers her mouth and snickers while reading.

Sometimes it is more unimpressive, and after drinking and getting drunk alone, he lies directly under the tree and falls asleep.

She didn't know that every time he was so drunk, he would sit on the sidelines.

Like a thief, he touched her soft and pink face with his hand, kissed her eyelashes greedily, and lingered on the soft lips that he had been peeking at for a long time......

Everything is progressing in an uncontrollable direction, they are master and apprentice, and he should not have such a mind.

But in the middle of the night, she smiled and smiled dazzlingly, and when her beautiful eyes were drunk and hazy, she was indulged in nostalgia, thinking about that beautiful and peerless cold face.

At the risk of being spurned by the world, he hid this fairy mountain snow lotus in his heart for a hundred years, thinking that he would be satisfied with her like this.

Until he failed to break through the demons in his retreat and was counterattacked.

From here, his already unattainable dream began to be like a mirror being knocked to the corner, and a crack appeared on the smooth and smooth mirror surface that could not be erased.

I especially remember that when his consciousness was at its weakest and painful, he was forcibly taken into his body by a monster.

She knew that her apprentice had fallen into the devil, so she didn't praise or kill him at the first time, but tried her best to cover up and treat him.

The monster in the body is really powerful, and the demon in the heart has not disappeared, and it comes out with the unwilling to fight for a long time.

By the time he came to his senses, the snow lotus in his heart that he didn't dare to blaspheme had been trampled on......

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

The Northern Cultivator was on the verge of violence, his eyes were scarlet, and countless killings surged up in his heart, and he waved off the only mirror in the room with one hand, and fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

He didn't want to think back to the scene that made him feel so painful, and he couldn't forget that the woman in his dream always looked at him with a condemning look.

I can't forgive the self who killed her!

A slightly cool bead glides across the face.

Cracked shards splashed and brushed the uppers, leaving a tiny trail.

He crouched down in a daze, picked up a fragment, and pierced the skin with the sharpest and sharpest part, penetrating into the flesh, and the feeling of wetness and warmth continued to overflow......

One after another, striking reds dominate the bony arms.

Stimulated by such a painful pain, Bei Mingxiu laughed stupidly, his drooping eyes stared at the place where his flesh and blood were blurred for a long time, but the violent madness in his eyes gradually covered Qingming.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator got up casually.

Washed away the blood stains with the water in the copper basin in the house, hastily tore it with brute force, removed a rag, rolled it up a few times, and wrapped it around the wound of the hideous skin and flesh turned out.

During the whole process, Bei Mingxiu didn't seem to feel pain, and his face was unmoved.