As a master of the Mahayana period, it was just a trivial matter to travel thousands of miles in an instant. Zong Yi left the abyss before her feet, and stepped into the Potian Palace. He placed the boy on the bed made of ten thousand years of chalcedony, lifted his blood-stained outer robe with his fingertips to check his scarred body.

A set of seven-star bone-eroding nails can cause the cultivators in the foundation-building stage to destroy the root bones, let alone the five sets. The young man's internal organs are exhausted, his meridians are atrophy and disappear, his bones are black and broken, and even his spiritual roots are completely damaged, and a big bloody hole is broken in his dantian. The person who attacks is too despicable and vicious.

"Who is it?" Zong Yi's expressionless face, but his low voice was full of murderous intent. The black sword energy penetrated his body and cut a few cracks into the floor made by Geng Jin. For fear of hurting the young man, he immediately restrained his momentum and gently stroked his pale cheeks with great affection.

Zhou Yunsheng's eyes were red, "It's Mo Yu. But I don't want you to avenge me, I'll do it myself." I don't know who the son of fate in this world is. He will not kill people easily, but there are things in the world that are more painful than death. Sooner or later, he will impose thousands of times the pain he has endured on Mo Yu.

"Okay, what the disciple says is what it says." Zong Yi nodded, covered his palm on his broken wound, and comforted him, "I will help you pull out the bone-eroding nail. It may hurt a little, so you can bear it. Don't cry again this time." The teacher will feel distressed.

Of course, Zong Yi would never be able to say such a straightforward way.

"Who cried? That's just a physiological reaction caused by pain. Pull it out, this pain is nothing to me." Zhou Yunsheng gritted his teeth and turned his head. He felt embarrassed when he remembered the scene of lying in a man's arms and crying. Although he had cried on his knees countless times before, it was all because of a brainless person, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, the disciple didn't cry, it was because the master said it wrong. The disciple is the most brave and tough." Seeing the boy's two blushing faces and a look of shame, Zong Yi wanted to laugh very much, but she didn't show any trace of it.

Black light shone out of his palm, and a bone-eroding nail was instantly sucked out, and then lowered his eyes to observe his disciple's reaction.

"Does it hurt?" I still couldn't help asking worriedly.

"It won't hurt if you kiss me." Perhaps because his soul is too weak, Zhou Yunsheng felt that he was not so strong. He wanted to rely on this person because he knew that he would accept him without reservation.

Zong Yi's eyes flashed slightly, without any movement. It was not that he felt that this was inconsistent. He practiced the sword art of breaking the sky, and even the way of heaven dared to kill it. How could he care about the so-called ethics? Because the feeling of kissing his disciple was too wonderful, it could even make him fascinated. He was worried that he would not be able to get out of his body if he kissed him.

He sighed secretly, and he pressed his disciple's pale lips with great restraint, and then he began to remove the second bone-eroding nail. In this way, every time he pulled out one, he would kiss his disciple's white cheeks, his frowning brows or trembling eyelashes. It took half an hour to complete it and feed a pill of Enlightenment Vitality into his disciple's mouth.

"Why did she take this vicious action?" Zong Yi asked in a deep voice when the broken wound healed quickly.

"I don't know, I have never had any interaction with her." Zhou Yunsheng lay on the bed and couldn't move, so he could only shake his head in confusion. Although both internal and external injuries have been healed, the bone-eroding nails have completely corroded his roots. Unless there is a heaven-level pill that can transform the spiritual roots and reshape them, they will not stand up for a while.

"You will know when you ask her. Don't worry, when you collect all the medicinal materials and spiritual treasures to refine the Qiankun Pill, you will be able to start practicing. You will naturally be able to kill her in a few years. Wherever she hurts you, you will ask her to return it a hundred times, and even if you detain her soul, it's okay to burn it every day." Zong Yi touched his disciple's cheek lovingly, but his words were extremely cruel.

Zhou Yunsheng nodded, his eyes gradually turned red. This person has always been cold to others, but he is particularly gentle to himself. He has never changed after so many reincarnations.

"Don't cry." Your heart hurts when you cry. Zong Yi couldn't say many words, so he could only use dry orders, and even used his fingertips to tick his disciple's wet eyelashes.

"I told you that this is a physiological reaction." Zhou Yunsheng glared at him, then turned his head.

"Well, the disciple is right." Zong Yi's eyes burst into laughter, and he liked the disciple's little stubbornness and pride very much. He took off his Taoist robe, wore only a white middle robe, picked up the disciple and stepped into the broken jade spirit pool in the back hall. The spiritual water in the pool was transformed from the spiritual marrow of ten thousand years. It can temper the body and broaden the meridians. It is an extremely rare treasure.

"You are now weak and you have to soak for a few hours every day. It may hurt a little when the spiritual energy flows into your body, so bear it." Zong Yi stepped into the water and sat down, placed his disciple on his knees, lifted up the pool of water to wash his thin body.

Zhou Yunsheng nodded. Even though the pain was so painful, he did not show any fragile expressions anymore, and he was extremely disappointed that Zong Yi, who had been staring at him, was extremely disappointed. If the disciple was in unbearable pain, he could kiss him again to show comfort.

It seems that it is not a good thing for a disciple to be too strong and sensible.

He sighed secretly, and couldn't help but hug the person tighter.

Two hours later, Zhou Yunsheng felt that his fingers could move slightly, so he pulled Zong Yi's sleeve and whispered, "Master, I'm hungry." Since this man wanted to be his master, let him do it. Anyway, they even did it for father and son, so there was nothing to care about.

Zong Yi then remembered that his current disciple was just a mortal and needed to eat. He stayed at the bottom of the valley for ten days, but could not move, so he could only make a living by gnawing on the grass, afraid he would be so hungry.

Zong Yi was so distressed that he hurriedly carried him out and gently placed it on the jade bed.

"I will prepare food for you now." He turned around and went out, took a few steps and turned back, touched his disciple's cheek and told him softly, "Don't be afraid, my disciple will be back soon." His deep eyes lingered on his disciple's slightly rosy lips for a moment, and then he quickly left.

There was no one else on Fenji Peak except Zong Yi, and he had been fasting for many years and was not a common practice. For a moment, he really didn't know where to go to find food. He didn't dare to delay and quickly called out a messaging talisman.

After a while, the master of the Lingji Peak next door hurried over and bowed to him, "Do you dare to ask the Supreme Elder why he called me to come?"

"Send some food that is suitable for the mortals." He said this and added, "The more refined and delicious the better."

The peak master was a little stunned. There were mortals who moved in on Fenji Peak? What was the relationship with the Supreme Elder? However, he did not dare to ask any more questions and immediately ordered people to send many fine and delicious foods.

Zong Yi personally walked into the room with a tray, and met his disciple's wet and bright peach blossom eyes, and his heart suddenly became soft.

"But you're anxious?" He carried the disciple into his arms, stretched his hands into his armpits and fixed him, then picked up the porcelain bowl and fed it to the spoonful.

Fortunately, cultivators like light foods, and most of them are porridge, water and other foods. Eating them will not stimulate the stomach and intestines. Zhou Yunsheng knew that he could not eat too much at one time after a long time of hunger, so he only drank half a bowl.

"Why are you full?" Zong Yi frowned slightly.

"I've been hungry for too long, and I'll feel stomachache if I eat too much." Zhou Yunsheng looked depressed. He was still very hungry now, but he could only bear it.

A trace of anger emanated from Zong Yi's eyes, and he threw out a messenger talisman.

Although Chi Xiao, who received the messenger, was surprised, he did not dare to delay and hurriedly took his beloved daughter to Fenji Peak.

"Father, why did the Supreme Elder ask me to see me? Do you want to accept me as your disciple?" Mo Yu's expression was very excited. Who among the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect was not for the reputation of the Supreme Elder? If they could be accepted as their disciple by the Supreme Elder, their future will not be mentioned for the time being, even their seniority will be much higher than that of the sect leader.

"I don't know if I am a father, so go and have a look." The true man Chi Xiao's eyes were filled with expectations. Since the Supreme Elder practiced to the God Transformation Stage, he has never summoned anyone. The sect repeatedly hinted that he should accept disciples, but he ignored it, so that the disciples who were waiting were disappointed.

Hopefully we get good news this time.

The two entered the Potian Palace and looked at the seat and were surprised. The man in black clothes and black hair hugged a thin boy in his arms and wrapped him in a pure white Taoist robe. He showed a gentle and pity look when he lowered his eyes.

The boy buried his face in his arms, unable to see his appearance, but judging from his breath, he was undoubtedly a mortal.

What is this situation? Chi Xiao Zhenren took two steps forward, but he stopped talking.

"This is my disciple Xinghai, and it is also my closed disciple." Zong Yi spoke slowly.

True Man Chi Xiao was about to ask in detail, but heard his daughter screaming. The boy suddenly turned his head and showed a feminine and gorgeous face, but it was Fang Xinghai who had been pestering himself to look for Fang Wenguang, a waste of four spirit roots.

"How could you be here?" Mo Yu shouted out of control.

"Then where should I be? Under the Heartbreak Cliff?" Zhou Yunsheng curled his lips and smiled. His sinister eyes and gorgeous face looked like a colorful poisonous snake who was about to choose someone to eat.

Mo Yu's face was pale, his eyes were dodging, and he was shocked and scared. She couldn't understand why the young man was rescued by the Supreme Elder and accepted him as his disciple. Is he worthy?!

The real person Chi Xiao looked at the vicious boy and the panicked daughter, and felt a big feeling.

Sure enough, the Supreme Elder spoke, "Today I call you here, first to correct my disciple's name, and second to ask why Mo Yu wanted to kill my disciple. What kind of hatred do you have?"

"Also, where is my brother? If you don't say it, don't think of taking a step out of the Potian Palace today." Zhou Yunsheng's eyes were red and threatened. It was Fang Xinghai's last wish to find his brother, and he would do his best to help him complete it.

Before the Chi Xiao Zhenren said "Random" and saw the Supreme Elder wave his sleeves and set up a confinement array in the Potian Palace. Without the cultivation level of the Mahayana stage, he could only stay here.

Such a cruel person, but he was extremely indulged in his disciples, which shows that Fang Xinghai was indeed in his eyes. Chi Xiao Zhenren turned his head to look at his daughter, unable to understand why she wanted to kill an inconspicuous outer disciple. Could it be that Fang Wenguang's death is really related to his daughter?

Except for the ten-year competition, Wuji Immortal Sect prohibits fellow disciples from slaughtering each other on weekdays. If this is true, the daughter has seriously violated the rules of the sect, and the Supreme Elder has the right to lower the punishment.

Mo Yu lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and refused to speak.

Zhou Yunsheng was not good at Yu Xing, so he could only stare at her with an increasingly sinister look.

Zong Yi held the disciple's cold fingertips in his palm, pinched them comfortably, and said coldly, "Since you refuse to say it, just search the soul." Before he finished speaking, a ray of black light was emitted.

"No! Please show mercy to the Supreme Elder!" Master Chi Xiao quickly sacrificed his soul to block it, and immediately vomited blood.

Just a trace of spiritual power can easily damage the powerful power in the Tribulation Period. The strength of the Supreme Elder far exceeded his expectations. I am afraid that the Nine Tribulations Immortals would be like this! If this spiritual power is plundered in the soul of his daughter, his lifelong cultivation will be destroyed. Chi Xiao Zhenren was very afraid and had to push his daughter to the front of the palace to tell the truth.

Mo Yu's voice trembled with fear, "Don't search the soul, my younger generation said. Fang Wenguang had long died, but he was not dead in my hands, but was assassinated by several demon disciples. I avenged him, but also secretly took away his Bu Tiancao. I was afraid that Fang Xinghai would pursue me, so he had the idea of ​​killing."

"I am an outer disciple, why don't you do it yourself? It will be a matter of success if you frame someone a few times in secret." Zhou Yunsheng sneered, not believing a word of what she said.

"I have a bad temper. You pester me all day long to ask about my brother's whereabouts, which made me very upset. I thought I might as well kill him with my own hands and I would be purified."

It is not difficult to hear from this sentence that Mo Yu's contempt for human life. In her opinion, killing Fang Xinghai is just to trample on an ant, and it is no big deal.

Zhou Yunsheng had a huge amount of hatred in his heart, but he didn't even have the strength to clench his fists.

Zong Yi gently stroked his frowning brow and spoke indifferently, "Give me your memory, and then sign this life and death clause and you can leave."

Mo Yu obviously didn't expect that she could leave intact. She was overjoyed and immediately took out a soul stone from the Qiankun bag and pressed it on her eyebrows, and entered the memory of Fang Wenguang's killing in the secret realm. She did not kill Fang Wenguang, but instead avenged him, but killing Fang Xinghai was not the reason she said, but just to stand up for someone. But she would never implicate someone in. He is now shallow in the foundation and can definitely not stand the sorrow of the Supreme Elder. He is not like himself, but is protected by his father.

If it weren't for a real memory, the images in the soul stone would be blurred. Zong Yi looked at it and found that the images were very clear, so he took them away and threw out a piece of brocade.

Mo Yu took it and saw a great peace. The Supreme Elder had no intention of standing up for Fang Xinghai today. He made a ten-year agreement. In the sect competition in ten years, Fang Xinghai would decide the victory and defeat with her, and would apply her thousands of times the means she had applied to Fang Xinghai.

Mo Yu almost couldn't help laughing. Everyone in the whole sect knew what Fang Xinghai was. He had a despicable personality and poor qualifications. Now he was destroyed by bone erosion nails. It would be absolutely impossible to beat him within ten years. If possible, she really wanted to kill him in the competition ten years later to make the man happy, but for the sake of the Supreme Elder, she spared his life.

Mo Yu signed a life-and-death case without saying a word, and respectfully handed it back to the Supreme Elder, completely ignoring the cold gazes his father frequently cast.

Zong Yi stuffed brocade into his disciple's arms and scolded, "The disciples who were with you in the secret realm will go to the Criminal Law Hall to receive punishment now. You go to the Netherworld Mountain alone to think about your mistakes. You need to report to the entire sect for harming your fellow disciples so that the disciples can know that the competition in ten years is not that my disciple is cruel and ruthless, but that you should be punished for doing so many evil things. Okay, go down, and you are strictly forbidden to step on foot in the Fenji Peak in the future." He shook his sleeves and forced the father and daughter out of the Potian Palace.

"It's unknown who is cruel and ruthless in ten years. Anyway, the life and death case has been signed, let's take a look!" Mo Yu murmured with a gloomy face.

True Man Chi Xiao took her back to Chi Xiao Palace, and slapped her with a backhand, scolding her sternly, "You dare to provoke her disciple, too. You are so brave. You only see that Fang Xinghai's qualifications are very poor now. How can you know that the Supreme Elder is traversing the three thousand worlds, and there are no rare treasures. Cleaning the marrow and cutting the sutra for Fang Xinghai to change his life is just a trivial matter. With the Supreme Elder personally teaching, Fang Xinghai's future has been determined. In the ten years, the big competition will still be two different. You can practice it for me now!"

Mo Yu covered her cheeks, and her arrogant expression was slowly replaced by fear. She lowered her head and walked towards the side hall, but was stopped by Chi Xiao Zhenren.

"Where is that kind of azaus grass?"

The Butian Grass can cleanse the spiritual roots, transform the four spiritual roots into three spiritual roots, the three spiritual roots into two spiritual roots, and the two spiritual roots into heavenly spiritual roots. It is the main material of the Earth-level elixir Butian Pill, which is very precious and rare. Even the True Man Chixiao couldn't help but think about it.

"I gave it to someone else." Mo Yu stuttered.

"Who did you give it to?" asked Chi Xiao Zhenren.

"I gave it to Song Yufei, the newly acquired disciple of the Lord of Lei Yuanfeng." Mo Yu did not dare to hide it. Anyway, my father could find out this matter sooner or later, so it would be better to report it to the truth.

The true man Chi Xiao thought of lightning and had already discovered Song Yufei's suspicion. He remembered that when he was in the introductory test, Song Yufei was the double spiritual root of Thunder Fire. The peak master of Lei Yuanfeng sighed for a while, saying that it would be fine if it was the thunder spirit root, and even if he had not built a foundation, he would definitely take him under his seat. The thunder fire two spiritual roots are also considered high-quality, but compared with the thunder single spiritual root, they are one in the sky and one underground.

The cultivator with the Thunder Spirit Root is not afraid of thunder tribulation, and his magic power is strong, and his hope of ascension is several times higher than that of ordinary cultivators. Song Yufei is definitely unwilling to give up a fire spirit root, but it is not easy to wash it away. What if he is a mere outer disciple, what if he gets the Bu Tian Grass? A pill master without extraordinary strength has refined the Bu Tian Pill for him, and it will be useless to take it.

Thinking of this, Chi Xiao Zhenren sent his daughter away and sent a disciple to inquire about Song Yufei's situation. The disciple soon came back and reported that Song Yufei was still the two spiritual roots of Thunder and Fire, but he was able to build a foundation at the age of nineteen, which shows that his qualifications were extraordinary, so the Lord of Lei Yuanfeng took him as a disciple.

Or are the two spiritual roots of thunder and fire? Chi Xiao Zhenren pondered for a moment and felt more and more suspicious about Song Yufei. What is the use of an outer disciple who does not understand the alchemy path to repair the sky grass? How could he not know the reason for the crime of possessing a treasure? If he directly rejects his daughter, he can still ask for favors from her, which is not better than repairing the sky grass?

But he accepted it and successfully joined Lei Yuanfeng after that. No matter how he looked at it, it was unusual.

True Man Chi Xiao recruited a disciple and asked him to secretly monitor Song Yufei.

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To be continued...