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This is Mo Yu's memory, which means that the scenes in the soul stone are all recorded from her perspective. There were three of them at the time, hiding in the dark and watching the whole process of Fang Wenguang's murder with cold eyes, and then jumped out to take advantage of others. This is

The so-called revenge for my brother? What a mouth that confuses right and wrong!

Zhou Yun Sheng sneered, asked Zong Yi to play the memory again, and then froze the scene at the moment when two men in white appeared.

He has already recognized that the man with a cold temperament is Zou Yiming, the second disciple of Zhenren Chixiao. This man is also a genius with a single spiritual root, but he is not as pushy as Fang Wenguang. He has a cold temperament and a clean eyes. In addition to practicing, he usually does nothing.

He has no other hobbies. It is not surprising that he would just sit on the sidelines.

But Fang Xinghai, a man with a warm temperament, is very familiar with him. He is Song Yufei, the most outstanding disciple in the outer sect. One is a rookie in the outer sect, and the other is the overlord of the outer sect. The two have long had a grudge. Fang Xinghai was jealous of Song Yufei's outstanding talent and provoked him several times.

After he was beaten half to death, he called Fang Wenguang and severely humiliated Song Yufei, making him understand that there are people outside the world.

Song Yufei seemed to be greatly stimulated and became taciturn. He usually locked himself in the house to practice and refused to go out easily.

Zhou Yun Sheng judged from this memory that the purpose of these three people entering the Secret Realm of Baicao was also to patch up the Sky Grass. They were probably following Fang Wenguang just to wait for an opportunity to seize the spiritual treasure, but they did not expect that a group of demonic disciples appeared to save them.

A lot of trouble.

Mo Yu and Zou Yiming both have single spiritual roots, so it is self-evident who the Sky Mending Grass is for. It is obvious that Song Yufei is the leader.

Okay, great, I remember these three people. Zhou Yunsheng's sinister eyes lingered on the faces of Song Yufei and others, vowing to make them pay a heavy price.

Chapter 125 Immortal Cultivation Copy

Now Zhou Yunsheng just wants to cure his body quickly and practice cultivation. When the Baicao Secret Realm is reopened fifty years later, he will bring Fang Wenguang's body back to the sect for burial. Of course, avenging the Fang brothers is also a top priority.

He sat on Zongyi's lap, his body completely immersed in the broken jade spirit pool, with only his head exposed. The severe pain was like countless steel needles rushing through his limbs. Without amazing willpower, I'm afraid he would

He fainted from the pain and drowned.

Zong Yi put one hand on the edge of the pool, put another hand around his disciple's thin waist, and tilted his head to observe his expression.

"But the pain is unbearable?"

"It's not uncomfortable."

"If you really can't hold it any longer, just tell me."

"Um."

The two were silent for a long time, and Zong Yi couldn't help but feel disappointed when he saw his disciple becoming stronger and more tolerant. He would rather his disciple not try to be strong in everything and rely more on himself.

After soaking in the spiritual water, Zong Yi carried his disciple to the jade bed, used magic to dry his hair, and took a set of white Chinese clothes and a black Taoist robe and carefully put them on for him. The disciple was thin and had pale skin.

It seemed that it would dissipate with the slightest touch, which made Zong Yi feel pity for a while. He wrapped his disciple's small feet with his big palms, and waited until they were a little warm before putting on his socks and boots.

After smoothing out every wrinkle in the clothes, Zongyi picked up a comb and combed his disciple's black and smooth hair. The two of them were half lying on the soft couch, leaning against each other, with the winding hair intersecting together, and their handsome faces

If you stick it very close, the picture looks gorgeous and charming.

Zong Yi was mesmerized by his disciple's longing gaze on her, and couldn't help but brush his long, curly eyelashes with her fingertips. His usually cold face looked incredibly gentle at this moment.

He used a white jade hairpin to pull his disciple's long hair back. He held his disciple's slightly feminine face and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it and he wished he could hold him in his arms all the time.

"Master, when can I walk?" Zhou Yun Sheng didn't like being carried around all day long.

"We haven't found all the spiritual treasures for refining the elixir yet. It will take a few more days." Zong Yi lied without changing his face. In the future, when the disciple can run, jump and practice, he will want to travel around and practice to the point of Yuan Yuan.

In the infant stage, he still had to leave his master's school and establish his own career. Zongyi felt anxious just by thinking about it.

If his disciple dares to ask for his own business in the future, he can simply break his legs and tie him to his side every day. A ray of light flashed in Zong Yi's eyes, but he picked up his disciple more gently and went

Eating in the side hall.

"You can't eat too much of this kind of jade fruit. You are still a mortal. If you eat too much, you may explode." Seeing that his apprentice likes to eat sour and sweet spiritual fruits, Zong Yi quickly stopped him and put a piece of it into his mouth.

Pick out the fruit.

Zhou Yun Sheng immediately sucked the tip of his finger and licked it with his tongue. Zong Yi was greatly shocked, but it didn't show on his face at all. She pressed the base of his soft tongue and savored the warm and smooth touch before licking her finger -

Come out and get the jade spoon instead.

"Drink porridge. The master of Lingji Peak said that porridge is best for you in this situation. When you draw Qi into your body in the future, I will help you find whatever fruit you want to eat." He fed a spoonful of white porridge to his disciple.

There is a smile on the lips and in the eyes.

Just at this moment, the magic circle outside Potian Palace was touched, and two communication talismans flew into the hall and turned into human voices, "Junior Chixiao (Junior Taiping), together with his disciples, came to see the Supreme Elder."

Taiping is the Taoist name of the master of Leiyuan Peak, who is Song Yufei's master.

Zhou Yun Sheng immediately put away his lazy expression and turned to look towards the palace door.

Zong Yi saw that his disciple wanted to see a few people, so he waved his sleeves to remove the formation and let a few people in.

"Juniors have met the Supreme Elder." Master Chixiao led Zou Yiming, and Master Taiping led Song Yufei, bending down to salute respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Zong Yi didn't even raise his head, scooped up a spoonful of white porridge and brought it to his disciple's mouth.

"I took my disciples to plead guilty to the Supreme Elder." Master Chi Xiao winked, and Zou Yiming and Song Yufei immediately knelt down in the hall to reflect on themselves. Zou Yiming's face was full of dissatisfaction, but Song Yufei's expression was gloomy and regretful.

The three of them watched with cold eyes. The fact that Fang Wenguang was killed by a demon disciple has spread throughout the sect. Mo Yu has entered the Netherworld Mountain and faced the wall. If his will is not firm, he will be infected with inner demons, which will be very detrimental to his future practice. The two were tortured in the Punishment Hall.

After being hit with two hundred dragon bone whips, not a single part of his skin or flesh was intact, his bones were damaged to some extent, and even his realm dropped by two or three levels. The punishment was quite severe.

However, their master did not dare to neglect them and took them to Fenji Peak to apologize personally before their injuries recovered. In the Wuji Immortal Sect, no one can offend the Supreme Elder.

Zong Yi concentrated on feeding his disciple, looking at the two people in the hall as if they were nothing. From time to time, he stretched out his fingertips to wipe the porridge water from the corner of his disciple's mouth. His doting was beyond words. Master Chixiao and Master Taiping couldn't help but feel horrified when they saw this.

I never expected that the Supreme Elder, who had no trace of fireworks, would also have such a warm and affectionate side. He was afraid that Fang Xinghai felt pain in his bones.

Thinking about it this way, he became even more worried about his disciple's life.

The person Zou Yiming admired the most was none other than the Supreme Elder. However, he never had the opportunity to worship under the elder, but he never expected that the elder with high eyes would look at Fang Xinghai, a loser. He felt jealous and hateful in his heart. He said he wanted to apologize, but he was cold.

The harsh tone sounded like he was asking for guilt.

Song Yufei was secretly complaining in his heart. If he had known that Fang Xinghai had such a good fortune, he would have stopped Mo Yu's reckless behavior that day. If Fang Xinghai hadn't been rescued by the Supreme Elder, he would have stood up for him and Fang Wenguang and obtained the Sky Mending Grass for himself.

The news will not spread to everyone.

These days, he has been made difficult by many people, all for the purpose of patching up the sky grass. It is simply because Taiping Zhenren has an upright and selfless personality and is extremely protective of his shortcomings that he has avoided a lot of trouble.

Now there are countless pairs of eyes in the whole sect staring at him, making it very inconvenient for him to act. If his secret is discovered, a disaster is inevitable, and even the Wuji Immortal Sect cannot protect him.

Full of anger under pressure, Song Yufei apologized more and more sincerely.

Zhou Yun Sheng swallowed a mouthful of porridge and spoke slowly, "You don't need to apologize. As the saying goes, the weak eat the strong and the fittest survive. My brother was killed and died. I can only blame him for his lack of strength. It has nothing to do with others. Do you think so?

Is this the reason?"

Is this irony? Song Yufei hesitated.

Zou Yiming, however, was not very scheming and sneered, "Exactly, as long as you understand."

Zhou Yun Sheng glanced at him lightly, nodded and said, "In this case, in the future, if I cramp the two of you, peel off the skin, bruise the bones and spread ashes, and beat them until their souls are gone, you can't say anything. After all, it is your lack of strength."

Song Yufei's face was distorted for a moment, but Zou Yiming responded without hesitation, "As long as you have that ability, I will wait."

Master Taiping couldn't hold it in any longer and spoke in displeasure, "We are all from the same sect, why do you open your mouth or shut up just to risk your life..."

"Fellow disciples, that's really strange. When my brother was besieged by the demon disciples, they didn't even see them saying anything about the friendship of the same disciples. Instead, they looked on coldly from the beginning to the end. I don't dare to want such a fellow disciple." Zhou Yun Sheng gritted his teeth and laughed.

Master Taiping was choked and sighed softly after a long time. After all, it was his disciple's fault in this matter, but there was no room for change. Forging such a deadly feud with Elder Taishang's close disciple would inevitably lead to a fight in the future.

, let’s see who has higher moral conduct.

The four of them apologized again, and when they were leaving, they did not even look at the elder. Unexpectedly, Song Yufei was suddenly stopped by the elder as they walked outside the hall.

"Come here." Zong Yi put down the porcelain bowl and raised his eyes.

Song Yufei took a few steps forward cautiously.

Zong Yi looked at him for a long time, and finally fixed his eyes on the jade ring on his chest.

Song Yufei resisted the urge to hide the jade ring. At this moment, he felt that everything from his body to his soul had been seen through by the Supreme Elder. Ever since he got the jade ring, no one could give him such a heavy sense of oppression.

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When Song Yufei was about to lose his strength, Zong Yi said calmly, "Since you have already taken the Tianbu Dan, why do you get a fake fire root? If you dare to do it, you must dare to do it. Don't hide your head and show your tail."

He really took the Heaven-Building Pill, who helped him refine it? None of the alchemy masters in the sect received his request, so there must be something fishy. The eyes of Master Chixiao who were waiting outside the hall flashed slightly.

Master Lei Yuan also looked at his disciple carefully, knowing that this disciple was probably not simple and had many secrets hidden in him. He had an upright personality, so he never liked to interact with people who were scheming, so he couldn't help but feel a little jealous towards this disciple.

Be alert.

It turned out that there was something wrong with the jade ring! Song Yufei breathed a sigh of relief but felt annoyed at the same time. Before that, he had been telling others that the Sky Mending Grass had been sold to Duobao Pavilion, and he also made a fake fire using the fire essence stone engraved with the magic circle.

His spiritual roots have been used to deceive the world, but now he has been exposed by the Supreme Elder. He may be troubled by others when he goes back. He knows that encountering Fang Xinghai will definitely be bad.

He was secretly resentful and apologized sincerely, but the Supreme Elder tossed his sleeves and threw him out of the Potian Palace.

After the group of people walked away, Zhou Yun Sheng asked softly, "Master, does Song Yufei have a problem?"

"The jade ring he is wearing is weird. There is a weapon spirit hidden in it. Judging from the aura, his cultivation level is at least at the Xuanxian level."

Xuanxian, a more powerful being than Daluo Jinxian, should have lived in the fairy world, so how could he wander to the Haotian world and become a weapon spirit? Zhou Yun Sheng frowned in thought, and was already sure that Song Yufei was the destined son of this world. Xuanxian

Who else but the Son of Destiny can possess a golden finger of this level?

It seemed that he had become cannon fodder again. Zhou Yun Sheng sighed and shook his head, but excitement surged in his heart. He liked to fight against fate.

Seeing his frown, Zong Yi thought he was worried and quickly hugged him to comfort him, "Disciple, don't be afraid, don't say he is just a mysterious immortal, even an immortal, master can compete with him. Master

I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Zhou Yun Sheng couldn't think about anything else. His heart was filled with gratitude and attachment to his lover. He gently rubbed his cheek against his lover's generous chest, raised his head, and his moist peach blossom eyes were filled with hot affection.

Zong Yi felt stiff at the sight of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't bear it, lowered her head and kissed his lips. The two slowly exchanged saliva, teasing each other with the tips of their tongues, and the sound of slurping echoed in the hall.

Song Yufei returned to Lei Yuanfeng, locked himself in the room, placed restrictions, and then shouted in his heart, "Senior, are you still there?"

"I'm here." A cold female voice suddenly sounded.
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