At this time, Xue Qingyi no longer paid attention to Su Youyao, and turned to look at the man who was as cold as snow beside her.
Her master.
He is a Mahayana cultivator who has taken a step half a step into the fairyland, and is also the number one swordsman in the current world of cultivation who cannot be shaken.
Immortal Chenghua——Xie Huazhang.
As a ruthless monk, he had a handsome and indifferent face as if he was born without desires or ambitions. The lines of his profile were as cold and sharp as a knife edge. At this moment, they were given a layer of divine glow by the first rays of morning light, and compared with the white snow on the top of the mountain, he looked as majestic as a god covering the sky, unattainable.
Xue Qingyi raised her head, her eyes fixed on him, a hint of deep hatred flashed across her dark eyes.
Xie Huazhang caught this emotion and frowned almost imperceptibly.
However, Xue Qingyi had restrained her expression.
Suddenly, she said in a serious tone: "Master, I know that I have committed a serious crime by framing my junior sister. My junior sister is kind and does not care about me, but I feel guilty. I am willing to give up my cultivation and leave the sect from now on."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Xue Qingyi stared at her master without blinking, waiting for his response.
Xie Huazhang's expression was calm. When he heard this, there was not even a trace of surprise between his eyebrows. He just looked at her calmly, and asked briefly without any intention of trying to keep her: "Really?"
"Really. Master, you have a noble character, but I am a despicable and sinister disciple. I am not worthy of being your disciple any longer. I hope you will agree."
Xue Qingyi said very seriously.
In her previous life, the sect did save her life and cultivated her for twelve years.
But the golden elixir, spiritual roots and natural sword bones that were taken away from her were enough to repay these favors!
Now, she just wants to cut off ties with Liuyun Taoist Sect.
When the time is right in the future, she will come back to avenge the murder in her previous life!
After a long silence, Xue Qingyi waited for his response.
"...Teacher, I won't allow it."
Finally, Xie Huazhang spoke, but said something unexpected.
But no reason was given.
Xue Qingyi looked at his cold features and suddenly smiled.
Okay.
Maybe if she continues to stay in the sect, she will have a better chance to take revenge?
After all, everyone in the Liuyun Taoist Sect owes her a blood debt!
But since she wants to stay, every step she takes in the future must naturally benefit herself!
"Disciple wants to participate in the Heart Demon Trial, I hope Master will agree."
So, Xue Qingyi quickly said again.
As soon as these words were spoken, the air became quiet again.
The so-called trial of inner demons is a form of training to help cultivators overcome their inner demons. The process is extremely cruel. If one is not careful, the inner demons will be aggravated, and even the cultivation will be completely ruined, and one will never be able to practice again.
Therefore, unless they are forced to do so, or have the confidence to slay the inner demon, generally no one will take the initiative to participate in the inner demon trial.
Therefore, when Xue Qingyi made this request, Xie Huazhang was silent for a moment, then frowned and asked:
"What demons do you have?"
"The inner demons of disciples must not be revealed to outsiders—"
"Tell me, what is the inner demon!"
At this time, Xie Huazhang saw that she was unwilling to tell the truth, and immediately became impatient and asked in a cold voice.
Xue Qingyi raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Does Master have to know?"
"Since I am your master, I have the responsibility to know."
Oh.
Hearing him talk about the responsibilities of a teacher, Xue Qingyi couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
However, when she saw that he was waiting for her answer very seriously, she suddenly had evil thoughts in her heart.
The master is a ruthless cultivator, and seems destined to be without desires and emotions.
But what if he thought that the disciple he raised had developed inappropriate thoughts about him?
"Disciple, you have coveted a person who is not worth your attention."
The next moment, Xue Qingyi said deliberately.
She looked at Xie Huazhang, her eyes revealing a hint of affection.
“I knew it was impossible for me to be with him, but I couldn’t control my heart. Especially when I saw him getting close to Junior Sister, I became even more jealous. That’s why I conspired with the evil cultivator to harm Junior Sister.
"My disciple has developed a demon in his heart because of this, and he should get rid of it."
Xue Qingyi specifically mentioned the incident of framing her junior sister, and the more she spoke, the more true it became.
In her previous life, she had always been foolishly obsessed with the idea that since she hadn't done it, why should she admit it? If she admitted it, wouldn't she have to bear the guilt of framing her junior sister for the rest of her life, and she wouldn't even be able to raise her head?
Now I know that compared with life, reputation is not worth mentioning.
At this moment, after hearing what she said, even though Xie Huazhang practiced the way of ruthlessness and had no desires or demands and showed no emotion on his face, his handsome eyes could not hide his astonishment.
"Master, can you agree?"
Seeing Xie Huazhang looking at her with a complicated expression, wondering what he was thinking in his mind, Xue Qingyi sneered secretly but did not forget to urge him.
"Master, I agree." After a long time, he said in a cold voice.
"Disciple thanks Master for his help."
Xue Qingyi looked at him one last time, then kowtowed deeply, stood up and left.
It was also at this time that Xie Huazhang caught a glimpse of her bloodstained robe and unstable body, and then he remembered that she seemed to have been seriously injured, but he had never heard her mention it.
His brows were unconsciously deeply furrowed.
After leaving.
Xue Qingyi returned to her current cave.
A secluded and deserted courtyard in Lingjue Peak.
It is said that this was the residence of a disciple of the third-generation leader of the sect before his death.
It was originally called Dong Xian Ju, but Ji Jian changed it to "Jing Xin Xiao Zhu" on his own initiative not long ago, warning her to stay there quietly and not to have any inappropriate thoughts because of her junior sister's favor.
At this moment, she looked at the word "Jingxin" with a cold sneer, raised her sleeve and wiped it out with her spiritual power, restoring her original name. However, her vision went dark afterwards, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"I am so weak."
She glanced at her bloody palm and said this in self-mockery.
His spiritual power was already weak due to his serious injuries, and he couldn't even wield the sword. He used his spiritual power to show off his strength, but in the end he suffered.
Xue Qingyi forced herself to suppress the surging blood and energy, staggered into the cave step by step, and touched the bed. As soon as she fell down, she fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
When I woke up again, it was two days later.
It's snowing outside.
She opened the window, raised her hand to catch a piece of falling icicle, watched it melt at her fingertips, and suddenly felt better.
Perhaps because she had a mutated ice spirit root, her body instinctively liked this kind of ice and snow, and her injuries were actually alleviated a lot.
At least when she mobilized her spiritual energy to circulate around her body to heal her injuries, she no longer felt so exhausted or even wanted to vomit blood.
Thinking that she would be taking part in the Heart Demon Trial next, her injuries had to at least heal somewhat. She picked up the Qiankun bag and counted the remaining spirit stones. After hesitating for a while, she decided to go down the mountain and buy some pills to heal her internal injuries.
The market at the foot of the mountain is still bustling.
Xue Qingyi quickly found a blue-robed alchemy disciple from Baicao Valley who had just set up a stall, and asked her if she had any elixirs to treat internal injuries.
"Yes, yes, yes. What do you need, fellow Taoist?"
When the female alchemist saw that she was a beautiful fairy with an elegant and refined appearance, she could not help but enthusiastically introduce various healing pills to her. "
"That's all I need."
Xue Qingyi didn't have many spirit stones left, so she only picked out some pills that could repair damaged organs and replenish qi, blood, and vitality.
After paying the spirit stones, he was about to take the pill.
At this moment, a slender and graceful male finger bone suddenly inserted itself in and snatched the bottle of pills. He had a half-smile on his handsome face and glared at her coldly.
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