A cold and aloof, yet cunning and stoic master * a delicate, slightly scheming but obedient Phoenix disciple.
[Humorous Short Story] [Daily Life of Taming a Phoenix]
The Immortal Venera...
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Su Miao handed him a half-burned talisman paper and said, "It doesn't count as recovering my memory. I learned some different things from other people."
For example...her relationship with Fu Chen.
A Yue was indeed dead, because she was just a person transformed by talisman paper.
The Wuwang Sect is called the Rogue Sect not only because of their good qualities, but also because of their different cultivation methods from the righteous path.
Other sects may have at most one or two unorthodox sects, but Wuwang Sect is the leader!
The Sun Flame Immortal Venerable has reached the pinnacle of mastery in the art of transforming talismans into objects. In other aspects, he is no different from an ordinary disciple. This alone is enough to make him an extraordinary person.
"Do you know that the Su family raises monsters?"
Chen Luofeng just pinched Ah Yue, how could he know all this: "Senior Sister, I don't know this."
"Luo Feng, it was me who sent him to the Su family." It was all her fault.
Su Miao disappeared after leaving these words behind, leaving Shen Luofeng whispering: "Senior Sister...you don't owe him anything."
He knew that his senior sister's emotion was just temporary, and even if she felt heartbroken, it would eventually end.
Memory carries emotions. Without memory, the so-called emotions will eventually fade.
When something happened to the eldest son, the masters of the Su family did not dare to rest. It must be said that the only son was indeed different.
Su Youlin stood guard outside the door, glaring at Su Yueer and her sister who had appeared out of nowhere: "Your brother is still struggling, and you don't even bother to protect him!"
They were all covered in dust and weeds, and he couldn't help but get angry: "How did your father teach you?!"
Su Min'er subconsciously knelt on the ground, muttering: "Grandfather, we went to Bailuo Mountain, and..."
"I'm worried about you, brother. We went to Bailuo Mountain and didn't find anything." Su Yue'er quickly took over the conversation, threatening with her eyes without leaving any trace: "Sister, you are right, right?"
"...Yes." Thinking of her own experiences, Su Min'er swallowed the words she had not finished saying.
Su Youlin felt that the two of them were an eyesore: "Useless! If there was something on Bailuo Mountain, it wouldn't be your turn! Get out of here!"
"What are you talking about, Mr. Su? They are your granddaughters after all." Su Miao walked in quickly, with many guards lying behind her.
Su Youlin didn't think twice: "It's embarrassing for the Immortal Venerable. They are just two girls."
They are short-sighted. These two girls are better than the paraplegic lying in the room, but they are not innocent either.
Su Miao ignored it and watched the Su sisters leave in disarray. "I can remove the forbidden technique on Su Shang."
The magic sword flew over, and then broke into the house at Su Miao's signal.
"Immortal Lord, what is this?" Since it concerned his own grandson, Su Youlin had to suppress his dissatisfaction.
"Remove the curse," Su Miao raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the bright moon hiding behind the clouds. "There are some things I want to ask Old Su. You must answer carefully. Su Shang's life is in your hands."
…
When the clouds disperse, nothing can block the bright moonlight, and fairness will shine down, shining on the North City and on all places where darkness cannot reach.
Evildoers will eventually receive their due retribution, and those who die tragically will also receive the kindness they deserve.
Su Miao stretched out his hand and injected everything he felt and saw into the ground.
Those were the wronged souls trapped in the Su family, the cries of those being abused, the sounds of those struggling to resist...
"Go back, rest in peace, and reincarnate..."
Hearing the spell slowly spoken by his senior sister, Shen Luofeng hurriedly invited Su Youlin into the courtyard: "Senior sister has something important to do, I will take over from now on."
Su Youlin had heard of the Sun Flame Immortal Venerable, who was said to be the most upright and incorruptible person, and the one who hated demons and evil spirits the most. He let out a silent breath, "It's okay, but I don't know what the North Cold Immortal Venerable wants to ask me."
"Don't worry, it's just a trivial matter. Don't worry, Master Su. Senior Sister will definitely not make things difficult for her family." Shen Luofeng laughed secretly, but his face looked calm.
Compared to Chen Luofeng's vagueness, Su Miao was more direct. After reciting the spell, she said, "I know you are wronged, and I will kill the evildoer for you."
The world only knows that the Immortal Venerable Beihan was born with a clear heart of Taoism and is the most suitable genius to practice the Way of Ruthlessness. However, they do not know that her Way of Ruthlessness is a branch of the Way of Ghosts.
It is rumored that the ghost path was created by a fallen god. After his death, he was reborn into the human world. His divine nature was too powerful, causing him to suffer the eight sufferings of the world: birth, old age, sickness and death, separation from loved ones, meeting with enemies, failure to obtain what one desires, and the burning of the five elements.
Because of these experiences that were beyond the endurance of ordinary people, he stabilized his own divinity and thus created the ghost path, which is the ruthless path.
What does it mean to be emotionless? It means not being moved by emotions, whether happy or angry, but having both emotions at the same time.
Be happy when you are happy, and be angry when you are angry.
Looking down at the resentment that was slowly dissipating, Su Miao lifted his robe and sat in meditation, a hint of joy between his brows, which was then suppressed into calmness in an instant.
The spirit sword floated above her head and spontaneously formed a barrier, and the spiritual energy in the ground rushed directly into Su Miao's body.
Inside the room, Chen Luofeng sensed something was amiss. He had walked the path of ruthlessness before.
In other words, all the disciples of Wuwang Sect have walked the path of ruthlessness, but in the end, only the eldest sister Su Miao truly persevered.
Even the sect leader who reached the point of entering the country finally gave up.
There are only four realms in the ruthless way: stability, entry, peace of mind, and great success.
That aura was not the Dacheng he was familiar with!
Su Youlin was already a little restless. He was still worried about whether his only grandson was safe and sound. He couldn't even force a smile: "Immortal Venerable?"
"Don't worry, don't worry. This is Senior Sister's personal matter. I shouldn't interfere."
“…Yes, yes, yes.” Even if Su Youlin wanted to leave, it was impossible.
He deeply regretted not agreeing with the suggestion made by the eldest wife. If he had known that these monks were so difficult to deal with, he should have made plans earlier.
The color of the barrier became increasingly rich, and it was covered with a layer of light pink, with the five-petal peach blossom seal faintly visible.
Su Miao exhaled a breath of foul air, pinched his fingers to end his practice, and the energy sank into his dantian, where a small tree actually grew.
It was lush green and a little short, and the lines on the trunk were light brown, so light that they were difficult to see clearly. Even Su Miao, who was knowledgeable, couldn't recognize what it was.
She had a vague guess, but felt it was impossible. All in all, she hoped that she could not recognize the tree.
After her consciousness withdrew from her dantian, she stood up and reached out to grasp the Beihan Sword, which shone even more silvery under the moonlight. As her wrist turned, she drew a very beautiful sword flower, and a white peach blossom condensed from spiritual power was placed on the tip of the sword.
As the moonlight leaks down, the peach blossoms seem to be covered with sparkling brilliance, clean and beautiful.
"So that's how it is," Su Miao said, looking at the object on the Beihan Sword. He suddenly realized something, but with a hint of melancholy. "It's not about being heartless, but about being affectionate. A heartless path requires affection the most, but how easy is it to find such affection?"
Being ruthless is better, as it only cuts off all causes and effects, and when causes and effects are cut off, fate is cut off.
But sentient beings need her to experience all kinds of emotions one by one. What she experienced at this moment was the suffering of meeting with those she hated and resented among the eight sufferings, and more of it was resentment.
Even though she changed from a ruthless path to a compassionate one, Su Miao still did not forget what she had to do.
She wanted to clarify some past events, so when she saw Su Youlin, she said directly, "Old Su, I heard that I handed Fu Chen over to you so that you could teach him how to make a qualified furnace tripod?"
Shen Luofeng, who had been chatting and laughing with Su Youlin just a moment ago, sat aside, pinching his talisman paper with a cold face. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he would not stop it.
Su Youlin played dumb: "Immortal Venerable, this old man misunderstood me, damn it."
"Why shouldn't you die? The head of the Su family, the true master of the North City Beast House."
A clear voice came from above, elegant and resounding.
This person was Lin Yu who had arrived late, but she was stuck on a tree.
A few hours ago, after learning that his senior sister was short of people, Lin Yu said goodbye to his second senior brother and hurriedly returned to Danxiu with his disciple Su Rong.
She hurriedly instructed her disciples to take good care of the spiritual plants and Danfeng, stuffed the alchemy furnace into the storage bag, and took Su Rong down the mountain.
The master is unreliable, but fortunately, the disciple is half reliable and at least knows to bring a brief account of the important events in North City.
It was this thing that made the Danfeng master and disciple duo go straight to an unknown hill next to Bailuo Mountain and find a cultivator who was hiding there.
It is said that the Wuwang Sect has been passed down from generation to generation, and good morals have never been lost. The master and the disciple originally wanted to find the hermit in order to understand the past, but there happened to be several spiritual plants planted in the field, and they could feel the rich spiritual energy from afar.
If it was an ordinary spiritual plant, it would be fine, but the thing in the field was the Seven Star Grass that Lian Linyu had been trying to grow for years but had never been able to do.
As the name suggests, this is a spiritual plant with seven leaves. Seven-star grass is a general term, and any plant that can produce seven leaves is called Seven-star grass.
Just looking at Lin Yu made him unable to move his feet, staring at him with greedy eyes.
Su Rong knew his master's character, so he quickly reminded him, "Master, important matters are urgent. If we miss the time, Uncle Beihan will be angry."
Lin Yu's eyes showed a trace of clarity, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "My dear disciple, don't worry, your master knows what to do."
She rushed over quickly, having forgotten her words.
Su Rong watched as his master, who was talking about a lot, suddenly rushed towards the field where seven-star grass was planted, and then was hung upside down under a tree by a rope.
The man hanging by one foot was still whispering, "Good disciple, come and save the master."
He was not afraid, but rather looked delighted.
Su Rong really wanted to help, but unfortunately he couldn't move, otherwise the first person to rush over would not have been his master who was sometimes weak.
Fortunately, he could still speak. Su Rong shouted at the top of his voice: "Senior, I am a disciple of Wuwang Sect. I have come to visit you on the orders of our master. Please show yourself."
"Who is your master?" A deep and powerful voice came from somewhere.
Su Rong had no choice but to continue reporting: "The Immortal Red Sun, under the seat of Taoist Wujiu."
The Taoist Wujue is Bian Wu.
Even though she was hanging upside down, Lin Yu was not ashamed. When she heard the voice, she suddenly covered her forehead. She belatedly remembered who this hermit was.
"Second Senior Sister, I was wrong." Lin Yu looked at the only Seven-Star Grass in the world, a precious spiritual plant that made her eyes sparkle with stars and she wished she could possess it for herself.
The Seven-Star Grass emitted a faint white light, and in a moment it turned into a woman in a white long skirt, but she did not look like a righteous cultivator.
There are butterflies embroidered on the hem of the skirt, which dance in the wind, revealing slender ankles with two strings of silver bells.
The woman also wore two strings of silver bells on her hands, but there were two more strings of black spells on her wrists.
Su Rong had originally been wary of the alluring woman, but now he could only utter in a daze, "Master Bian Ci?"
Although he had grown up in the sect, he had never met this uncle. When he became the chief, the sect master only had three direct disciples left, but Lin Yu had privately mentioned this senior sister who had been expelled by the sect master.
Lin Yu was put down and shook off the leaves on her head. She pulled her second senior sister, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, to the front of her cheap disciple: "Second senior sister, this is Su Rong, he..."
For a long time she didn't say the rest of the words. There were some things she didn't need to say.
Bian Ci is the biological daughter of the clan leader Bian Wu. Her mother is from the Qiwu Phoenix clan, but she does not have the Phoenix bloodline in her body.
A phoenix lays two cubs in one litter, one is weak and the other is strong.
The smile on Bian Ci's face froze. She turned sideways and stood behind Lin Yu. She lowered her head and busied herself with pulling up her half-covered dress and gathering her loose black hair. Now she looked like a monk, but the curse mark on her wrist still revealed her past.
That is the Wuwang Sect's seal of expulsion, which can only be used by the sect leader.