Chapter 117: Seven Days of Kneeling

When the evil whip was swung, it carried lightning and thunder, and hit Xu Moling one by one, bringing up a lot of flesh and blood.

And he just knelt and endured it without many words, didn't it hurt? No, the kind of pain that he couldn't live and couldn't die, but he didn't complain at all when he received the grace of nurturing, even if he returned his last life.

The disciples who were originally whispering outside the hall were all quiet, they were really frightened, and the eyes of the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan were red, and the movements in his hands were like clockwork, and they couldn't stop.

Their elder brother was still kneeling in the middle of the hall at first, and then gradually collapsed.

"Great Elder, let go of Senior Brother!" Someone suddenly knelt down, it was an outer disciple who had received Xu Moling's favor, and he really couldn't stand it.

His voice woke everyone up, and they all knelt down and begged the Great Elder for pardon, although it was very wrong to say that the senior brother was an immortal cultivator who had an affair with the demon clan, but he would not be tortured like this.

"Master, be merciful!"

"Great Elder, don't fight anymore, if you beat Senior Brother again, you'll die!"

Everyone's gossip was useless, and the word "death" suddenly made Yu Yuan hear it in his heart, and he quickly woke up to stop it, and Fang Cai was stunned by this kid and Bailing.

He fixed his eyes on the people in the audience, who were already lying on the ground, and there was almost no good skin on his whole body and even his cheeks.

You must know that a person as strict as Xu Moling, if he hadn't lost consciousness, he would never have made this posture in front of the public, Great Elder Yuan suddenly panicked, but he still estimated his face as a master, so he was only willing to wave his hand and ask the other disciples to go and check.

Some disciples trembled and put their fingers closer, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone followed with a sigh of relief, fortunately, the person was still alive, and it was not until everyone looked up and wanted to ask the master that they found that the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan had left.

"Master must also know that he is ruthless, Wen Xi, Yuan Ling, you two live close to Senior Brother, so help take care of it tonight. A female disciple from the outer gate said.

The two disciples who were called had a better relationship with Xu Moling, so they hurriedly agreed.

But Xu Moling's injuries were too serious, and no one dared to touch the wounds on his body, so he could only drag people back with mana.

"Hey, Master is really angry this time, I've never seen him get so angry. ”

"Yes, but so is the senior brother, who is willing to be the face of the demon king with a great future, can the master not be angry. ”

......

When the things you've been fearing actually happen, you feel like it's nothing more than that.

Fortunately, with the care of the two junior brothers, Xu Moling woke up the next morning, which was really unbearable because the wound on his body was itchy and painful.

When he triggered the artifact before, his body already had a good healing ability, but now that his cultivation has been exhausted, the repair ability is almost the same as that of ordinary people, so he can only stiffen up on the couch and feel every minute of pain.

After two days, I was able to get out of bed.

Xu Moling, who had just turned up, did not listen to the dissuasion of his junior brother, and ran to touch his master's mold again, wanting to ask him for Jian Yuyin's cultivation exercises.

Who knew that the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan insisted on refusing to see him, and was still angry with him. It is said that because of the events of the day before yesterday, Bailing's illness became more serious, and he didn't want to be like a wandering ghost all day long.

He didn't dare to see her for a few days, for fear of stimulating her again, how he didn't understand Bailing's thoughts, as long as he coaxed her a few words, he would get better.

It's just that he can give her a lot of things to make up for this guilt, but he can't give her feelings alone.

Because she already has a heart, she can't make any promises and things that make her misunderstood.

Xu Moling insisted on kneeling in front of the door of the Great Elder of Confusion for three days and three nights, without eating or drinking, and there were good juniors to dissuade him, and even wanted to forcibly take him back, but he was refused, even if he was escorted back, he would return here and continue to kneel after a while.

With repeat and repeat, no one has much to do.

Xu Moling was already seriously injured, and he trampled his body like this, and Rao was as strong as a big demon and couldn't help tossing, and finally collapsed on the seventh day and night.

As soon as he fell, the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan came out of the house and carried the person in and placed him on the bed.

After all, he is an apprentice who has been carefully taught for more than ten years, and his relationship is almost like that of father and son, no matter how much he hates iron and steel, he has no intention of letting Xu Moling die.

It's just that the whip before, he himself hit it hard, and he was a little weak-hearted, and besides, he wanted to come to ask for Jian Yuyin, and that volume of exercises was not easy to learn.

The pair of awkward masters and apprentices were at a stalemate, and in the end, it was the Great Elder Yuan who compromised first.

He fed Xu Moling the elixir that would help him recover, and he woke up after a while, looking at him quietly with watery eyes.

"Do you blame the master?" asked the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan.

Xu Moling shook his head lightly, and said in a weak voice: "It was me who destroyed my future and betrayed the trust of my master and sister. ”

"Hey, in fact, it's just a cultivator, and it's not a monk, it's normal to have seven emotions and six desires, Master is just angry with you for the demon king...... Alas, don't say it...... "Great Elder Confused Yuan was with some remorse, although he tried his best to hide it, Xu Moling still saw it.

He also had some feelings in his heart, when he was beaten that day, all he thought about was Nianyun, these things are not right or wrong, and they are not controlled by themselves.

"Master, I want to cultivate the Sword Feather Yin Scroll. "Leave that topic aside and continue to pick up your purpose.

"Why do you have to practice the Yin Scroll, other exercises are also necessary...... "The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan also had an unforgettable and absurd love when he was young, he cultivated the Sword Feather Yin Scroll, and he was also the only one among the elders of the True Pavilion who cultivated the Yin Scroll to such a point, and he understood how many ups and downs there were along the way.

Xu Moling lowered his eyes and only said that he wanted to learn to learn the strongest, but he didn't say that he wanted to become an immortal as soon as possible for Nianyun.

He promised that one day he would stay with her, love is a bone erosion, and he can't quit in his life.

"The master and the pavilion master have high hopes for the apprentice, and although the apprentice has made a mistake, he still can't live up to it. Master's teachings and expectations have never been forgotten by the disciples. This sentence is not to fool or flatter Elder Yuanda, he sincerely wants to inherit the mantle of the master, be the head of His Excellency Shinichi, and take good care of his sister on his behalf.

When the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan heard what he said, he was also very moved in his heart, so he took out a book from the apse and handed it to him.

It's really a sword feather scroll.

He also mentioned that Xu Moling must be very patient, and if he gives up one practice and starts from scratch, his meridians will be subject to a lot of changes, and the pain and boredom in this will have to be dissipated by himself.

Xu Moling did not hesitate to enter the cultivation cave to retreat, he was not afraid of pain or suffering at all, as long as he remembered what was at the end of this difficult path, he could cheer up his spirit.