"Then according to the master's opinion, how should this matter be handled?" The elder said this to let Zhu Xie make a final decision.

"That's all it has to be now. ”

Zhu Xie then summoned all the disciples above the six-tailed to the council hall and instructed them, "Just half an hour ago, the Forbidden Secret Pavilion of my sect was invaded by thieves, and the secret book of the forbidden art was unfortunately stolen. This thief's cultivation is very high, and the elders are not aware of his whereabouts. In the future, when you walk through the world, if you hear any news about the forbidden scriptures, you must report it to me immediately. If possible, it's a good idea to find out the whereabouts of the cheats. But remember not to get into a conflict with the thief, so as not to hurt yourself, and be cautious, understand?"

All the disciples responded in unison: "Obey what the master says. ”

Zhu Xie had a lot of speculations about the identity of this "thief", such as Fang Wai Evil Cultivator or a member of the Demon Clan, but he would never have thought that this thief was actually his apprentice Hu Bing. In Zhu Xie's impression, Hu Bing should still be practicing in the Purple Origin Transformation Realm, and only thirty years should not be enough for her to break through to the Nine-Tails Realm, and Zhu Xie acquiesced that Hu Bing had no interest in the forbidden art cheats, so he never suspected Hu Bing.

Hu Bing was homesick, and almost used all his strength to rush in the direction of Hu's village, which was as fast as electricity. In less than half an hour, Hu Bing had already arrived at the front of the village. Looking at the environment that should have been familiar, but now it has been a little unfamiliar after hundreds of years, Hu Bing's mood was extremely excited, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he couldn't let his tears fall immediately.

This time, after Hu Bing "ransacked" the Forbidden Secret Pavilion, he escaped from the Chongling Sect and returned to his hometown, and his whereabouts were extremely secretive. She knew that her whereabouts must not be easily exposed, and now she still had a heavy responsibility to ensure that the people of the Spiritual Cult would not find her for a while. Even though this place was far away from the Cult of Souls, Hu Bing also warned himself to be cautious in everything, so as not to reveal irreparable flaws.

Hu Bing waited for the sun to set on a hill outside the village, and when night fell and the people returned home, she sneaked into the village, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, and went straight to her hometown.

Hu Bing was a little worried at the moment, because she couldn't think of how to keep her parents from screaming in excitement when she returned home for a while, thus ruining her plans.

But when Hu Bing walked to the door, she saw the sight of her already extremely fragile heart completely shattered.

I saw the white flags in front of Hu Bing's house fluttering in the wind, and the impact of this scene on Hu Bing was indescribable, making her almost unconscious for a while, only to feel that it was dark in front of her, and she almost fell to the ground.

Hu Bing has only two parents in the family, and the white flag in front of her is nothing more than telling her that at least one of her parents has passed away.

"No way, this can't be!"

Hu Bing's face was pale, as if he was crazy, and he kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, as if he wanted to give himself one last bit of comfort. She pushed open the door and staggered across the courtyard into the main hall.

However, the furnishings in the hall were not familiar to Hu Bing, and at this time, there was an offering table in the center of the hall, and the two spiritual tablets enshrined on it ruthlessly shattered her last remaining ray of hope.

Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular.

lose

After loving the apprentice Xiaomei, Hu Bing lost the only support in the world, the silent mansion, and the black and white spiritual position, all prove that her two relatives have left her forever. She didn't really feel the cruelty of God until this moment.

The two spiritual tablets placed on the offering table are the names of Hu Bing's parents. Hu Bing was still thinking about how to make her parents not get too excited when they met her, so as not to ruin her plans. Now she doesn't have to worry anymore because she will never hear her parents again, whether it's care or blame.

Hu Bing knelt on the ground, and his consciousness began to gradually blur. She felt that her soul was being torn apart inch by inch, and this intense pain from the depths of her soul gave Hu Bing the illusion that she had fallen into hell. This feeling she didn't even experience when Xiaomei died.

Hu Bing finally understands why many people say that true grief does not go hand in hand with tears. Because she can't cry at all now, how can a heart that is already like death feel sad, and how can she make herself cry?

If he could, how much Hu Bing wished he could close his heart and kneel here for the rest of his life. But she knew that she still had an important "task" to complete, and the death of her parents would only make Hu Bing accumulate more resentment in her heart, and her feet that had already stepped into the mud would only sink deeper.

The extremely tragic experience made Hu Bing completely abandon his former innocent self and transform into a paranoid person who can do anything for revenge.

"From today onwards, I, Hu Bing, am no longer a righteous monk, and if anyone offends me, I will pay it back a hundredfold. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Whether it is the hatred of relatives or the hatred of murderers, everyone who has an enmity with me, you all wait, I, Hu Bing, will one day make you regret that you will be born in this world. ”

After Hu Bing strengthened the "faith" in her heart, she temporarily forgot the pain of losing her parents, she slowly got up from the ground, walked out of the main hall, and paced to the room where she had been separated for hundreds of years.

When I opened the door and came in, I found that the room was so clean that I couldn't find much dust, and it seemed that the room had been cleaned not long ago.

"It is estimated that the death of my father and mother happened recently, what is the reason for their death, it seems that I must visit the patriarch tomorrow. Hu Bing mused.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Hu Bing came to the door of the patriarch's house on time. She knocked softly on the door, and soon the door opened, and it was not the old butler Hu Bing knew who poked his head out, but a stranger she had never seen before.

After Hu Bing told the new butler his name, he went in to report the news. A moment later, the new butler came back and invited Hu Bing in, and told her that the patriarch was waiting in the lobby.

When Hu Bing entered the lobby, he saw Hu Sheng, the patriarch he hadn't seen for hundreds of years, and his appearance hadn't changed much, but there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

The moment he saw Hu Bing, Hu Sheng's eyes lit up, and the gloom on his face turned clear. He got up from his seat excitedly, went straight to Hu Bing, and said, "Bing'er, why are you back, have you been doing well in the Chongling Sect all these years? ”

Although it is just a few simple words, the feelings contained in it are extreme

For the sake of sincerity, Hu Bing's cold heart felt a ray of warmth. Hu Bing rushed over as if he had seen a relative, hugged Hu Sheng and choked.

"Uncle Sheng, don't ask me about my situation first, Bing'er will tell you later. You must first tell me how my father and mother died?"

Hu Sheng let out a long sigh when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "A week ago, when your father went to hunt on the Misty Peak in the east of the village, he encountered the demon beast that appeared in the Misty Peak a hundred years ago. When your mother learned of the bad news, she couldn't think of it, so she cut off her heart and followed your father. Although the two of them are extremely affectionate, but your mother did this to everyone's expectations, it was I who didn't care about her, failed to fulfill the responsibility of the patriarch, and just suffered your child, alas..."As he spoke, Hu Sheng sighed again.

"I see, Uncle Sheng doesn't have to blame himself too much, I know my mother's character best. If I had been with her, she might not have made such a decision, or because I had been gone for too long..."

The corners of Hu Bing's eyes showed a hint of sadness again, but then he turned normal again, and continued: "There is a demon beast in the Misty Peak? This is the first time I have heard of it, I don't know what the origin of this demon beast is?"

Hu Sheng responded: "I don't know the origin of this demon beast, I only know that it appeared more than a hundred years ago, and in the past hundred years, many people who have been to the Misty Peak to hunt suddenly disappeared without a trace and never came back. People who saw it said that it looked no different from a tiger, except that it had a pair of eagle-like wings on its back, and it looked very imposing. ”

Hearing this, Hu Bing's face suddenly changed greatly, and the original eagerness in his heart for his father's hatred quickly sank, and he immediately exclaimed: "Could it be Qiqi? Impossible, how could Qiqi appear here." ”

"What? You said this demon beast is called Qiqi?" Hu Sheng asked.

"That's just my guess. When I was in the Cult of the Soul, I had read about the four fierce beasts of antiquity, and Qi Qi was one of them. The strength of the four fierce beasts is at the peak of the demon beasts, no less than the nine sons of the dragon. If the father and the others met were really poor, then it would be a miracle that someone could escape. Hu Bing said seriously.

"That monster is so powerful, fortunately it hasn't been here for long, otherwise more people will be killed by it. But then we won't be able to go up to the mountains to hunt in the future, how is that good?" Hu Sheng said anxiously.

"I'll have to go up the mountain to see if it's Qiqi. Hu Bing was also full of doubts at this time.

"I originally wanted you, a master disciple of the Spirit Worship Sect, to try to go up the mountain to kill demons, but now that I hear you, I think it's better to forget it. If you don't mess with it, you may be fine, but if we take offense, we may never have peace. ”

Hu Bing nodded and said, "Uncle Sheng is right, but even if it's really Qiqi, I'll go and meet him for a while." Don't worry, I'm not a reckless person, and I won't give my life in vain for revenge.