Ying Xuzong's morning bell rang heavily, startling the birds in the mountains to flutter their wings and fly.

Su Hansheng pressed his forehead to prop up his body with a splitting headache, and raised his eyes to look out.

It's the 16th birthday of August, and it's three poles on the sun.

The companion tree probed the dead branches to sort out the messy black hair of the master, leaned on the branches with a cold sound, and unconsciously bit the knuckles of the curled index finger, wondering who the man was last night.

I just looked at each other last night, and I was stunned all night?

How terrible is that person's cultivation?

Su Hansheng couldn't cultivate because of the phoenix bone, and he only cultivated during the Qi refining period, and the Jindan period could shock him to vomit blood at a glance.

But he never looked for a reason in himself, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and angrily stretched out his foot and stepped on the branch and pressed it down, and his toes turned white from the force he pressed downward.

"I have to know who that person is!"

Xu Nanzhi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Who do you know?" What are you talking to yourself alone? ”

Su Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly lifted the dark bed curtain of the inner and outer three layers.

"Senior brother?"

Xu Nanzhi didn't know when he arrived, and Zhengda Ma Jindao sat on a chair by the window, holding a bag of dried apricots and eating it with relish.

Seeing that Su Han woke up, he casually threw over a set of black magpie rank branch pattern robes, and said vaguely: "I can really sleep, I've been waiting for you for a long time - Elder Xie asked me to take you to the former sect." ”

Su Hansheng nodded obediently, rubbed to the side of the bed and poked his bare feet out, and cocked his toes.

The associated withered branches stepped forward gently, but before he could move, Xu Nanzhi pinched a dried apricot and smashed it over, and said angrily: "Wearing a shoe can exhaust you?" How old it is, wear it yourself. ”

Su Hansheng raised his head, accurately took the dried apricot into his mouth, kicked the dead branches away with his legs, and obediently put on his shoes and clothes.

Sunrise obliquely.

Xu Nanzhi was lazily eating dried apricots while wearing a warm sun, while watching the cold sound clumsily dressing, casually chattering: "Today's Qianzong can be lively, and the World Venerable of Mount Meru is here in person." Okay, you have a lot of face, I haven't seen the face of Shizun in Wendao Academy for three years. ”

Su Hansheng frowned and tied his waist seal, and said casually.

Xu Nanzhi saw that his hands were knotted, and he was finally willing to put down the sugar-pickled apricots, stepped forward and slapped away the claws of the cold sound in disgust, and tied a beautiful and delicate bow with the calloused fingers three times and two times because of the gun practice.

He took two jade pendants and compared them to Shu Hansheng's clothes: "...... As for the others, if Elder Xie doesn't take you to the introduction, you don't have to worry about it, those old foxes who say that they love the sons of their best friends, but in fact they are all eagles, falcons, tigers and wolves who covet the relics of the master, as the young monarch of Yingxu Sect, you can not give face to anyone—except for the World Venerable. ”

Su Hansheng didn't have a good impression of Su Xuanlin's best friend, and he thought to himself sullenly, how can he talk about Shizun every day.

But he didn't dare to say anything for fear of being beaten, so he had to nod obediently: "Okay." ”

Xu Nan chose the jade pendant, and then cut the black hair like a seaweed with a cold sound, and looked up and down.

Su Hansheng looks like a good skin bag of Su Xuanlin, half of the black hair is tied up by a jade crown, and the luxurious cloak of the black magpie branch pattern is wrapped around the slender body, and every move is pampered and noble.

Xu Nanzhi nodded: "Well, okay, I can barely see people, let's go." ”

He was always vigorous and resolute, tall and long-legged, and he went out in a few steps.

Su Hansheng is young and has not yet grown, and he can only catch up with small steps.

Just as he walked to the gate of the Han Vast Garden, the evil aura that came from nowhere on the side of Su Hansheng returned, turning into several headless ghosts floating around him with burning fire.

“…… What to do out there? ”

"Do you want to go to my brother's mourning hall to worship? Hahahaha. ”

The cold voice stiffened.

The first time I left Hanmanyuan in my previous life, I went to the mourning hall.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar road ahead, Su Hansheng was already unstable, and at this time, his mind disturbed by the headless ghost suddenly became confused.

yes, what is he going out for?

Like in his previous life, he left this delicate "cage", stepped on the yellow paper all over the ground, passed by the spirit flags that moved with the wind, and the imaginary ghost stretched out his five claws with resentment.

…… Finally, I walked to the mourning hall full of incense and ash.

Xu Nan's coffin has not yet been sealed, but no one dares to step forward.

Su Hansheng's face was full of tears, as if he was stepping on the mire and struggling to move forward, his cold hand resting on the coffin with a bitter woody fragrance, looking into the coffin numbly like a walking corpse......

Suddenly, "Su Xiao Xiao! ”

The cold sound dilated, and the pupils suddenly woke up, and looked at it in a daze.

Xu Nanzhi stood under a plane tree not far away, his eyebrows and eyes were flamboyant and wanton, with a little smile in his eyes, but his tone was impatient: "What are you doing in a daze?" Come on. ”

Su was stunned.

The hideous companion tree was bare, and suddenly a bright green leaf appeared in the treetops.

The cold sound broke through the demonic barrier around his body, completely woke up from the nightmare, and raised his hand with a wave.

The headless ghost laughed and dispersed.

The sound of the cold suddenly raised a smile, and he trotted across the threshold of the Hanwan Garden, and the layers of clothes bloomed like spring flowers.

In his previous life, since Xu Nan's death, he has been afraid to walk out of this door.

Reborn through this body, my memory is like the threshold of the moat......

It's only a narrow and five inches high.

One step.

***

The companion tree was so excited that it stretched out its dead branches and spread around.

Xu Nanzhi walked on the mountain steps and looked at the withered vines that were sprinkled with joy: "When you fell asleep yesterday, I had already asked a doctor to see the companion spirit, and said that it was nothing serious. But how do I think this dog thing looks like it's enchanted? Do you feel any discomfort? ”

Su Hansheng shook his head: "No, senior brother doesn't have to worry. ”

Xu Nanzhi is still not used to being so obedient to the cold voice, but after thinking about it, is it satisfying to have this rabbit cub choke him all day long and run away.

Well, that's better to be nice.

The morning bell rang again.

There was a sound of footsteps on the fork in the mountain steps ahead, and when the two looked up, they saw Qi Jianyi and a few disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect coming slowly.

Qi Jianyi swept his gaze and frowned slightly.

Xu Nan said "yo", walked forward, and said with a smile: "Isn't this Young Master Qi, the injuries on his body are better?" ”

Qi Jianyi's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he looked at Su Hansheng.

If it were in normal times, Xu Nanzhi would have been sneering like this, and Su Hansheng would have jumped out to defend it a long time ago.

Now Su Hansheng is holding an umbrella, obediently tugging at Xu Nan's sleeve, and still laughing there.

The disciple of the Hanshan Sect behind him couldn't bear this breath, and immediately said angrily: "Xu Nanzhi! You deceive people too much! ”

Xu Nan's eyelids lifted, and he said in a strange manner: "I kindly care about the young master of your family, how can it be considered a deception, is the upbringing of your Hansan School Palace such an indiscriminate slander of people?" ”

The disciple was so angry that he fell back and scolded unabashedly: "Dogs fight people! Don't you think that you can be so arrogant and domineering if you are an apprentice of the Immortal Monarch, without Ying Xu Sect, what are you?! ”

Su Hansheng's face sank instantly.

Xu Nanzhi's violent temper was as if he was used to being scolded when he heard this, and his expression did not show anger, but said lazily: "Yes, yes, my master is Yingxu Sect, and my master is Xianjun, everyone knows about this matter, you don't need to make a big deal about it for me." ”

"......" The man didn't expect Xu Nanzhi to be so thick-skinned, "You! ”

Qi Jianyi shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! Don't be rude. ”

Su Hansheng's eyes seemed to be quenched with poison.

He recognized this person, his name was Qi Yuanshan, he was born in the Hanshan Sect, and he always loved to rely on the Hanshan Sect to be arrogant.

In his previous life, Xu Nan took medicine for Su Hansheng before he died, and the entire Ying Xu Sect concealed it strictly, not wanting him to feel guilty, but Qi Yuanshan took advantage of Qi Jianyi to come to mourn and add fuel to the matter to inform the soulless Su Hansheng.

At that time, the cold sound was not stimulated at all, and it almost collapsed after knowing the cause and effect.

Later, Qi Jianyi took advantage of the situation to appease him through the Hongjian deed, which caused Su Hansheng to rely more on him, and then easily took away Su Xuanlin's Sumeru mustard.

The morning bell rang for the third time.

Su Hansheng stared at Qi Yuanshan, whose face was full of resentment, and fine and dense roots grew under his feet and pierced down the soil.

Xu Nan shook Qi Jianyi for a moment, and was in a good mood: "Xiao Xiao, go." ”

The cold sound of the cold amber eyes instantly melted into flowing water, nodded with a smile and said okay, and obediently ran away with the senior brother.

Qi Jianyi stared at the back of Su Hansheng, and he didn't know whether it was because of the deed or something else, and there was a faint sourness.

…… From beginning to end, he didn't look at him.

Qi Yuanshan was still indignant: "Obviously, I want to go to the Hanshan Academy Palace by myself, why should Xu Nanzhi be angry with you?!" ”

Qi Jianyi closed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Fool who has no words." ”

Qi Yuanshan was stunned.

The disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect next to him also looked at him dissatisfied.

Hearing that the Dao School Palace and the Hanshan School Palace have never dealt with each other, the students of the School Palace have long been accustomed to taking each other's spiritual objects and fighting each other, and Qi Yuanshan is used to being unscrupulous.

Now the impulse has receded, and suddenly I realize it.

Today's Shaojun's birthday, there are many cultivators in the previous sect who have transformed the divine realm into more than one elder, even if they are deliberately restrained, their divine consciousness will be unconsciously released for hundreds of miles, if someone with a heart hears that the Hanshan Academy Palace slanders the apprentice of the Immortal Monarch......

Thinking of this, Qi Yuanshan broke out in a cold sweat.

"Young Master ......"

Qi Jianyi had a calm face and walked away without saying a word.

Qi Yuanshan was stunned in place, and he woke up like a dream when he was blown by the hot wind, and he hurriedly stepped up to catch up.

But just after going up the three steps of stairs, a piece of dead branches poked out of the dense forest, like a giant python wrapped around Qi Yuanshan, and dragged him into the mountain forest with a bang.

The black magpie spread its wings and landed on a dead tree, and the strange eyes of birds and beasts reflected a bloody color, following the shadows of the shadowy trees, tilting their heads and staring directly at the dense forest below.

The world swirled.

When Qi Yuanshan came back to his senses again, his limbs seemed to be bound by something and he hung upside down, his vision turned upside down.

Qi Yuanshan struggled in horror.

"Who?!"

The branches wrapped around the limbs slowly converged, and in the upside-down vision, countless tendrils stretched out from the ground, and then wrapped around one by one like spider webs, transforming into a snow-white illusory human form in an instant.

Qi Yuanshan struggled to look at it for a long time, and said in horror: "It's cold...... Shaojun? ”

The human form condensed with roots is snow-white everywhere, and the toes of the cold sound are suspended in the air, only a few roots are rooted in the ground, he opened his snow-white pupils, leaned down and touched Qi Yuanshan's neck.

"What did you just scold my senior brother, say it again."

Qi Yuanshan was forced to be stunned by the smell of bitter root juice that seemed to grow underground, and subconsciously wanted to use spiritual power to break free, but the more he moved the branches, the tighter he became entangled.

It was obviously a great consummation in the foundation building period, but he was forced to move by the mere qi refining period, and he couldn't even use his spiritual power.

Su Hansheng was still laughing: "Say." ”

Qi Yuanshan swallowed his saliva, and said Nengneng Nengshen: "Shaojun, I'm not ...... Ah——!h ”

Before he could finish speaking, a hard, withered branch pierced through his jaw, bringing out a trail of blood straight out of his mouth.

Blood flowed down the dead branches.

Qi Yuanshan's eyes were so painful that his eyes were about to split, and tears of fear continued to gush out of his arrogant eyes, struggling as if he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say a word.

"Uh-huh——!"

Su Hansheng slowly straightened up, ankle-length snow scattered and hung on the branches, and his tone was cold and casual.

"If you don't say it, then never say it."

Su Hansheng put his fingers together, and his eyes unblinkingly manipulated the vines to drill down his throat, trying to make his mouth no longer spit out half a word of disrespect to his senior brother.

Qi Yuanshan's eyes were full of tears and he was desperately flowing down, and his body trembled in horror.

"Hmm!"

"Qiang—"

Suddenly, a spiritual power struck obliquely from the side, brazenly penetrating the shield formed by the dead branches, and shattering the deadly dead branches at Qi Yuanshan's neck.

Qi Yuanshan finally got rid of the shackles, and crawled out crying and embarrassed.

Su Hansheng's face sank, and he lowered his eyes to gaze at the remaining spiritual power of the branches, and the accompanying trees turned into hard shields to envelop Su Hansheng.

The withered branches are like a big net, and in the shadows, Su Hansheng recognized the spiritual power, and said coldly: "...... The guy who hurt me last night? ”

The dead branches stick out of the roots and move gently.

Be.

The cold sound was frustrated in the hands of the same person one after another, and a little anger rarely appeared in his eyebrows and eyes, driving the withered branches to strike again.

The person who shot behind finally couldn't stand it, and a Sanskrit sound slammed into the eyebrows of Su Hansheng.

Su Han staggered backwards, and was caught by the companion tree, and his long hair hung messily on the treetops, like a bird caught in a net.

Qi Yuanshan ghost cried wolf howl and crawled forward all the way, bloody and miserable.

The culprit stood there with a blank face on his face, and his eyes turned red.

Su Xiao Xiao was trapped in a corner of the Cold Garden for half his life, without guidance, and fell into the Infernal Prison for half his life, and everything he saw and heard was bloody and lewd.

The Infernal Hell is full of sinners who have accumulated evil and misfortune rejected by the Heavenly Dao, and his ears and eyes are like the dead branches of a companion tree, which are not pruned and grow wantonly.

Su Hansheng didn't know what moderation was, and he couldn't tell what cruelty was.

In his cognition, since Qi Yuanshan spoke ill of Xu Nan, it was natural for him to kill him.

It's the rule.

- The rules of Infernal Hell.

After this kind of "reasonableness" was stopped one after another, Su Hansheng felt a monstrous grievance in his heart, his eyes were red, and there were even tears at the end of his eyes.

It just so happened that Xu Nanzhi had already arrived at the former sect with the body of the cold sound.

Su Hansheng stared directly at Qi Yuanshan, knowing that he might not be able to kill him today, his face fluttered expressionlessly, and his snow robe and snow hair flew in front of Qi Yuanshan like the impermanence of asking for his life.

Qi Yuanshan was covered in blood, and he was so frightened that he trembled and almost fainted.

Su Hansheng didn't make a move again, leaned down slightly, his snow-white pupils looked at him indifferently, and his cold palm patted Qi Yuanshan's blood-covered face, snapping twice.

"Don't tell Qi Jianyi." Su Hansheng said softly, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that something will grow in your throat." ”

Qi Yuanshan was stunned to touch his neck, only to find that there seemed to be a small lump in the Adam's apple.

...... in the throat

Something seems to be taking root?

The condensed shells of the roots suddenly collapsed in place, and the dead branches burrowed into the ground like snakes and disappeared.

Qi Yuanshan rolled his eyes and fainted completely.

***

The palace and pavilion of the former sect of Yingxu Sect are magnificent, the crane is in the air, and it falls on the stone tablet of the sect, and the lifelike black magpie branch is carved under the ninety-nine white jade steps.

On the stele is the word engraved by Xuanlin Xianjun with his natal sword - Ying Xu.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the iron paints the silver hook.

Su Hansheng tugged at Xu Nan's sleeve with a meek face and walked to the door of the main hall.

Xu Nanzhi bowed to the man waiting at the door: "Elder Xie." ”

Countless roots drilled back into the meridians of the cold sound along the gaps in the bluestone slab, and the scattered amber eyes and pupils finally had a divine light, and the cold voice followed: "Elder Xie is well." ”

Xie Zhizhi's gaze glanced hurriedly in the gap of the bluestone slab, and then withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

"Less gentleman and more courtesy."

I was stunned when I was scared of the cold voice.

- It's not that he is afraid of his punishment, but this Elder Xie looks cold and cold, but in fact, he is very good at complaining.

When I was a child, the companion tree of the cold sound was in trouble in Yingxu Sect, and Xie Zhizhi never asked, but the next day Xu Nanzhi or the senior brother would murderously drive the cold garden and beat the cold sound.

Xie Zhiyi, who loves to sue the black, is wearing a half-worn robe, with some coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"The World Venerable has been waiting for a long time, and the young monarch will come with me."

Su Hansheng nodded yes.

Xu Nanzhi was too lazy to make a fool of himself with the old foxes, and raised his hand to signal him to go.

Su Hansheng followed Xie Zhizhi into the main hall of the former sect in three steps and two times, and his eyes slowly became cold.

There is a Sanskrit sound in that spiritual power just now, and the person who made the shot must be a Buddha cultivator.

In the main hall, there were already many people sitting on both sides drinking tea and talking, although they all restrained their cultivation, but they still forced the spiritual power of the meridians in this Qi refining period to stagnation.

Seeing Su Hansheng come in, the conversation stopped abruptly, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked straight at Shu Hansheng.

Su Han's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and he bowed his head slightly.

The son of the Immortal Monarch has a noble status, even if he is higher than him, he can't accept his courtesy.

Sure enough, as Xu Nanzhi said, Xie Zhizhi didn't intend to introduce those wolf ambitions to the old fox for Su Hansheng, so he walked directly a few steps forward to the main seat, and bowed respectfully to the man in the first place.

"World-honored."

The dead branch that was clinging to his shoulder suddenly moved twice on the neck of the cold sound.

"He was the one who made the move."

Su Hansheng raised his eyes with an expressionless face, intending to see what the bald donkey who had repeatedly blocked his good deeds looked like.

Looking at the main seat of the main hall, the cold voice suddenly stopped.

The main hall of Yingxu Sect is located in the middle of the mountain, and it is the height of summer at this time, not to mention the cold.

But the Shizun of Mount Meru sat on one side, as if the perennial frost and snow on the top of Mount Meru poured out of him, and the whole hall was filled with a clear snow fragrance with an indescribable Zen silence.

Shizun is dressed in a lotus-patterned snow robe, without a robe, without shaving, and even without wearing Buddha beads......

There is also the snow that does not melt all year round in the majestic Sumeru Mountains.

Su Hansheng looked at it in a daze, and the sea of knowledge burned violently like a surging underground fire, leaving only a dead ash in the ground.

——It's Chongjue.

Chongjue was silent and silent, and the waves of Mo Qing's eyes were like snow falling.

Su Hansheng wanted to bite his hand, wondering if he was dreaming.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was dragged closer by Xie Zhizhi: "Shaojun, Shizun and your father are close friends, and he hugged you when he was young, you should call your uncle." ”

Su Hansheng: "............"