Chapter 10: The Golden Flower

Imperial Ghost Sect, Ghost Howling Peak.

Wan Yao came back from Lingyun Peak, skillfully evaded the patrolling disciples, and returned to the cave mansion.

When she opened the door of the cave happily, her heart suddenly jumped, she raised her eyes to look inside, her face suddenly changed slightly, and her heart became worried: "Dad, why are you here?"

Wan Feixun glanced at her and said, "Yao'er, I've been waiting for you for a long time, where have you been?"

Wan Yao pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "I went to Evil Cloud Peak to find a little evil to play." ”

"Looking for a little evil?" Wan Feixun stared at her for a moment, then suddenly snorted coldly, his eyes were terrifying, "You can deceive, she just came to our Ghost Peak to find you, are you sure you went to play with her?"

Wan Yao smiled, and her heart became flustered.

Wan Feixun looked at her deeply, was silent for a while, and said, "Did you go to Lingyun Peak to find him?" Yang Que became a waste, and raped his daughter, causing the whole sect to laugh at him, and losing the face of the entire Ghost Xiaofeng, he was extremely resentful in his heart, so he didn't even want to mention his name.

Wan Yao lowered her head, knowing that she couldn't hide it, so she had to acquiesce: "Dad, I'm sorry." ”

"Hmph!" Wan Feixun's face was gloomy, and he slapped his palm on the stone table in front of him, and his anger was irrepressible: "Yao'er, why are you so obsessed? He has become a waste, he can't cultivate all his life, he can't give you any safety and happiness at all, is your brain confused in cultivation, and you still have to worry about him!"

"Daddy......" Wan Yao felt aggrieved for Yang Que in her heart, but she didn't refute it, when she left Lingyun Peak, she still remembered Yang Que's advice.

Wan Feixun looked at her daughter's stubborn appearance, and her mother's voice and smile suddenly appeared in her mind, both of them are such personalities, as long as it is something that is determined in their hearts, they will never change easily.

Wan Feixun shook his head, thinking of his wife, he couldn't help but sigh: "Yao'er, it's not that my father is cruel, but that this world is too cruel." He has been reduced from the ninth layer of psychic to the first layer of psychic now, the meridians are all wasted, the exercises are lost, and he will be a waste person in the future, without any future at all. Dad raised him as an adult, didn't he have any feelings for him? Dad couldn't bear to treat him like this?"

Speaking of this, Wan Feixun's face was full of regret and sighed: "It's because he is not angry." In this world, the weak eat the strong, my Ghost Howling Peak is one of the main peaks of the Imperial Ghost Sect, and the disciples I need are all outstanding and promising, who can defend against foreign enemies and win glory and face for the Imperial Ghost Sect, he has become a wasted person, if my father keeps him, will the sect master be willing? Will those elite disciples of my Ghost Howling Peak be convinced? It's not that my father is ruthless, but that my father has no choice but to do so. ”

Wan Yao looked at her father with tears in her eyes, couldn't help but didn't tell him Yang Que's current situation, and listened to him continue to say earnestly: "Yao'er, I know that you grew up with a child and have a deep relationship, but now he and you are no longer in the same world. You'll go farther and live longer, and maybe even walk on the road. As for him, he is destined to live a lifetime, to become a mortal, and after a few decades, he will become a pile of loess and completely disappear from this world. Even if you don't dislike him now, if you are with him, can he give you safety to rely on? He can't, he may still have to rely on you, otherwise he may not even be able to save his life. This is not the mortal world, but the cruel immortal cultivation world. ”

Wan Feixun looked at his daughter with pity and shook his head: "Dad will never allow this to happen, I hope you will forget him as soon as possible." Your partner must not be a wasted person who can be slaughtered without any power!"

"Dad, fifth senior brother, he ...... He's not a waste. When Wan Yao heard this word, she felt very uncomfortable, the fifth senior brother Tianzong is a genius, and he has gone from the first level of psychic to the fifth layer of psychic in half a month, and he can also cast an esoteric corpse grimace, who can compare to this ghost sect?

"Hmph, even if he's not a waste, he's a waste!" Wan Fei found that he had said so much, his daughter was still obsessed, and suddenly became a little annoyed, "Yao'er, you are not allowed to go to him again in the future, it is better to forget him from now on! If I find out that you are still in contact with him, I will not punish you, I will go directly to Lingyunfeng and slap him to death, so that you can completely die!"

"Daddy......" Wan Yao's face changed, she was anxious and frightened, and begged bitterly.

Wan Feixun snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves up, and said to the door: "Bai Yun, you come in and persuade your little junior sister." With that, he ignored his daughter's crying and walked away.

Lin Baiyun respectfully watched Wan Fei Xun go away, Fang turned around and entered the cave, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he comforted: "Little junior sister, the master is also for your good, then Yang Que has become a waste, you cry for him, how worthless." ”

"He's not a waste, Fifth Senior Brother is not a waste!" Wan Yao cried as she argued loudly and firmly.

Lin Baiyun showed obvious mockery on his face, and said, "Little junior sister, you also know that that kid's meridians are all wasted, and he can't cultivate at all. When he left Ghost Howling Peak, his cultivation had already dropped to the level of psychics, and now he must have no cultivation for a long time, and he can't perform any exercises, what is it if it's not waste?"

Wan Yao wiped away her tears and looked at him with her eyes flashing slightly: "Fourth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother is more talented than you and has received more glory than you, he is your junior brother, and he has never offended you, why do you always like to target him?"

The corners of Lin Baiyun's mouth curled slightly: "Little junior sister, it's not that I deliberately targeted him, but that he is indeed no longer my person from Ghost Howling Peak, and the master also said that he will not be allowed to step into Ghost Peak in the future, I just told the truth." ”

Wan Yao snorted and said, "Don't think I don't know, except for the Council of Elders, even if it is a sect master, you can't just remove the identity of a personal disciple." The fifth senior brother is my personal disciple of Ghost Howling Peak, as long as the Elders Council does not agree to remove his identity for a day, he is still a person from my Ghost Howling Peak, and my father just talks about it, so he doesn't dare to really do it. ”

Lin Baiyun showed a sneer on his face, and said: "Little junior sister, in a few days, there will be a small test, when that waste has no cultivation and has become the laughing stock of the whole sect, do you think there are still people who will defend him? After the small test, it is the annual test, and the annual test is when the elders will be removed from the list and nominate the disciples of each peak, and then Yang Que will not only not increase his cultivation, but will become a wasted person, you say, the elders will still keep him? At that time, I am afraid that no one will be able to save him." ”

"You are talking nonsense, the fifth senior brother will definitely not be removed from the Council of Elders, I believe him!" Although Wan Yao was a little uneasy in her heart, she was still full of confidence when she thought of Yang Que's ability and talent.

"Hey, hey. Lin Baiyun laughed, "The annual test is only half a year, even if that kid is not a waste and luckily recovers his previous talent, it is impossible for him to jump from the first level of psychic to the tenth layer of psychic in this short period of time, little junior sister, you will die, he is a puddle of mud from beginning to end, and he is not worthy of your reliance at all." ”

Yang Que's original cultivation was the ninth level of psychic, if he wanted to maintain his identity as a personal disciple in this year's annual examination, he must go further, otherwise he would be removed immediately, so Lin Baiyun was completely sure that Yang Que was dead this time!

......

While Lin Baiyun was gloating and persuading Wan Yao, in Lingyun Peak, in a certain cave, Yang Que was sitting cross-legged, with a golden small tripod suspended in the palm of his left hand, and his face showed a look of ecstasy.

The golden light in the ding is shining, a little bit of gold, and under the careful counting, the golden flowers have grown from the remaining twelve to the original thirteen, as if they have never disappeared!

"That night, I obviously melted a golden flower and turned it into twelve, and now it has changed back to the original number, it seems that these golden flowers are not one less than one, but inexhaustible!" Yang Que looked at the golden flower in Xiaoding, and was pleasantly surprised.

"How did this Xiao Ding do it?" Yang Que thought about it, staring at Xiao Ding and checking all the time, but he couldn't see any clues.

"Forget it, this strange thing in heaven and earth is not something I can understand now, so let's observe it slowly in the future. Yang Que put away Xiaoding and turned over and took out a bamboo tube.

This was given to her by Zhang Shaobai to please Hu Xiaorou, but Hu Xiaorou no longer had the trouble of yin and evil qi in her body, so she handed over this tube of spiritual water to Yang Que, and told him that he could use these spiritual water to trade with the spirits in the cell.

Yang Que pulled out the cork, sniffed, and suddenly a strange fragrance came to his nose.

"This is spiritual water, I don't know what it smells like. Yang Que was a little curious, dipped a little with his fingertips, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, and said secretly: It doesn't seem to feel anything.

Suddenly, a slight burning heat appeared on the tip of his tongue, which flowed down his meridians to his body, and soon sank into the dantian and dissolved.

"This is ......" Yang Que frowned, savoring the feeling just now, and suddenly his face changed slightly: the burning just now was very similar to the burning in his body and the burning brought by that golden flower!

Although he only had a little bit of energy, his body was originally changed by that kind of energy, and it was filled with exactly the same energy, so he naturally felt extremely keen.

Yang Que's face changed, he pondered for a moment, directly raised the bamboo tube, drank a large sip of spiritual water, and suddenly a little more scorching heat than just now appeared again, and instantly arrived at his dantian and precipitated.

"This spiritual water...... The energy contained in it is likely to be the energy in the golden flower, but it is much thinner, less than one-ten-thousandth of the energy purity in the golden flower. ”

Yang Que tasted it for a long time, secretly guessed, and then his heart moved, ingested a golden flower from the small ding, and melted it into the spiritual water in the bamboo tube.

"Since the spiritual water can alleviate the pain caused by the yin qi in the bodies of those spirits, and the energy contained in it is the same as my golden flower, what will happen if I melt a golden flower inside?"

Yang Que showed a thoughtful look on his face, and muttered, "Okay, tomorrow I will take this tube of spiritual water to those spirits, and see what happens?"

He vaguely felt that those golden flowers in Xiao Ding were definitely not just as simple as being able to replenish the mana in his body, there must be other more important uses!

Welcome the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, the hottest serialized works!