Chapter 19: The End
Ruan Wei is not someone who can swallow his anger.
Chao Jian saw a vengeful look in her eyes.
As the second uncle who treats everyone equally, he has taught Ruan Wei for a long time and has a deep understanding of her temperament. When this girl gets angry, she can do more than one thing, and even Xuan Tong, who started to mock her, will not be able to escape.
He would definitely not watch Chang Huaijin being tortured to death by his senior sister.
then.
Wait for Ruan Wei to finish the remaining twenty times.
Chao Jian grabbed Ruan Wei and threw him into a random master's cave in the back mountain. "Hurry up and follow Xuantong. Don't come out until you have mastered a move or two."
Before he left, he bowed to the master who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, "Thank you for your help, master. She has a naughty temper, so please keep a close eye on her."
The master nodded.
Ruan Wei, "Second Uncle--"
Next time she wants to do something bad, she won't show it on her face!
The cave was closed without mercy.
Ruan Wei instantly drew out his magic sword and turned around to face his master who had a kind face.
Grandmaster, "Your senior brother just left, and it's your turn now?"
The master in front of her had too high a level of cultivation. He just sat upright, but Ruan Wei could feel the tremendous spiritual power in his hunched body, which made her unable to muster the desire to resist, and her spiritual energy surged unconsciously.
"Grandmaster," Ruan Wei barely suppressed the trembling of the spiritual energy in his body, "I... please, Grandmaster, please teach me."
There's no way to avoid it.
It would be better to beat them all up in one go.
Unlike Feng Wuya who likes to use his spiritual power to beat people, the masters beat people with all their might.
It's right to say that, after months and years of seclusion and cultivation in the caves in the back mountains of Penglai, even those with the best temperaments would become a little weird, and these masters finally took the opportunity to stretch their muscles.
No one has ascended to heaven in the world of cultivation for a long time.
But as the monks' lifespans are drawing to a close, they can only retreat and practice countless times in an attempt to break through the great way of heaven.
The Penglai Immortal Sect has already closed its mountain, and the masters are not allowed to leave the mountain except for this island.
The Grandmaster smiled and said, "You are quite sensible. You are much more knowledgeable than your senior brother."
If Xiao Xuantong is a straight hollow wood, his second junior sister is a lotus stem with a curved core.
Ruan Wei's spiritual power surged.
Her bright eyes were filled with sword intent.
"good!"
The master laughed.
He stroked his scraggly beard again, his eyes reflecting the ups and downs of life. He spoke firmly, "You have water spiritual roots, and you will endure more hardships in this world than your senior brother will."
"Grind it, you have to grind out the sword bone."
"Yes, disciple, I understand." The girl gripped her sword tighter.
Ruan Wei guessed that Feng Wuya wanted to throw her into the back mountain to practice sword. She had only formed the golden elixir in the past few years, and when she went down the mountain to gain experience, she could only rely on herself and the long sword in her hand.
He was just sitting there, but a sword shadow came through the air.
The power of its momentum.
The entire huge cave shook three times.
Ruan Wei was in danger and immediately rolled to the side, with a blood mark appearing on his cheek.
Too fast.
Before she could think again, another sword flashed.
…
Ruan Wei was beaten for a whole month.
Feng Wuya then asked Xiao Xuantong to come to the back mountain to pick her up.
When he saw her, Xiao Xuantong was a little hesitant to recognize her.
"Big Brother!"
With a full-bodied shout, Xiao Xuantong immediately flew in front of her.
Ruan Wei waved her hand and smiled with her white teeth, "Long time no see."
Xiao Xuantong looked at her. She was clearly a young girl of the right age, but now her hair and face were in a state of disarray. He probably looked like a beggar the last time he came out. "Let's go. Master said to gather in the lobby. There's something important going on."
He looked a little strange. Ruan Wei glanced at him and said, "Then let's go to the lobby. What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Xuantong shook his head. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "Fourth Junior Sister... still hasn't woken up. Third Junior Brother has also been distracted these days. He's not in good shape. He gets beaten in the morning and scolded in the afternoon."
Ruan Wei was silent.
Still not awake?
This was not mentioned in the original book, and she was not sure whether the current situation was normal or not.
She vaguely remembered that Wu Yu had always had some ailments on his body.
What is it?
Ruan Wei concentrated on thinking.
Seeing her face suddenly wrinkled, Xiao Xuantong clicked his tongue and said, "You don't have to be like this. Master and uncle are already thinking of a solution."
"Yeah," Ruan Wei responded.
This is all we can do now.
As he walked, Ruan Wei suddenly trembled.
"division……"
Before she could finish her words, she lost consciousness and fell backwards.
Xiao Xuantong immediately caught her and shouted, "Weiwei!"
——
Ruan Wei fainted suddenly.
She has fainted so many times in recent years that she can now give herself early warning so that she doesn't fall into the mud.
In an instant, frames of images began to appear before her eyes again.
"Chang Huaijin."
A female voice.
Ruan Wei suddenly felt a burning sensation between his eyebrows.
Suddenly.
I have a splitting headache.
It seemed as if a huge wave had been set off in the sea of consciousness, rolling and surging.
Who is this voice? Who is it?
The scene changes again, and she seems to have become a voyeur.
This is inside the house. You can vaguely see its former splendor, but now it is in ruins.
Chang Huaijin, dressed in a turquoise Taoist robe and with his hair tied up in a bun, looked somewhat similar to Feng Wuya. His face was also much more mature, and his feminine face was filled with anger. He turned his head abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, and roared at someone.
"I told you, I told you not to mention Senior Sister to me again!"
This perspective seems to be huddled in the tree outside the house, blocked by the shadowy leaves, making it difficult to see clearly.
Ruan Wei couldn't help but stick her head out a little further.
Suddenly, she felt it clearly.
A tear.
It was a tear sliding down her face.
Ruan Wei was stunned. She raised her hand, and the hand in her memory also raised along with her mind.
This isn't a memory?!
Without caring about the tears, Ruan Wei quickly leaned forward to see who Chang Huaijin was yelling at.
The man said in a completely emotionless voice, "Chang Huaijin, you're crazy."
It was the female voice from before, Ruan Wei looked at her.
The girl was wearing a dark brown coat. Her long black hair was not tied up, but hung straight down to her waist. However, it was stained with white from the ends upwards. A pearl hairpin was pinned incongruously on her ear. She turned around and saw a face she should be familiar with. She met Ruan Wei's eyes in surprise.
Ruan Wei's pupils shrank slightly.
It was Wu Yu, Chang Wu Yu, her fourth junior sister.
Did she see herself? In this memory, did Chang Wuyu see the person hiding in the tree and spying on them?
After staring for a few seconds, Chang Wuyu was the first to look away.
Wu Yu looked at his suffering brother with a cold expression, "Chang Huaijin, I told you not to come looking for me, and not to... take Senior Sister out of Penglai again."
"Stop messing around, Chang Huaijin."
She never called him brother.
But calling him by his name at this time seemed extremely cruel.
Ruan Wei hid in the shadow of the tree and subconsciously opened her palm to catch the tears. The tears rolled down her cheeks slowly, passed through her palms, and fell into the ground.
Chang Huaijin also felt that she was unreasonable. He took several steps at a time and rushed straight to Wu Yu. His hair bun was unstable and shone coldly as it moved.
Chang Huaijin grabbed his sister's wrist and asked, "Who is crazy?!"
"You said you could see, you said you knew what Senior Sister wanted. But you wanted to remove the inscription on Senior Sister's tombstone. I think you just couldn't bear to see her sleep alone in the ground."
"You're just a sickly person with a demonic mark. Your master scolded you for having wild dreams, yet you left Penglai and traveled a thousand miles to come to this drought-stricken land. What are you doing here?"
His eyes were red, almost tearful.
Wu Yu flung him away, unsheathing her sword. Her expression was thick with impatience. "I'm telling the truth. Believe it or not, but you must return to Penglai right now."
The two of them stayed there and fought back and forth for several rounds.
Chang Huaijin suddenly grabbed her sleeve, his expression frantic. He threw something out and said, "I won't argue with you about whether it's true or not. You can see it, and Chi Jin can see it too! He said that Senior Sister left him the answer, and also advised me not to leave Penglai!"
"What about me?"
He was completely mad, and the inner demon on his forehead completely took over his body.
The young man's eyes were filled with desolation, and he felt that his words were full of absurdity. He cried with tears in his eyes with every word, "You...you all have instructions from your senior sister. You all know what you should do. What about me?"
"I gave it to you—I gave it to you!"
When he reached the age of twenty, he knelt on the ground for the first time and cried uncontrollably.
Tears stained with demonic energy fell into the ground, covering the dewdrops falling from the tree sword.
The magic sword in Wu Yu's hand clanged as she looked at her brother, whose demonic aura was overflowing and whose neat bun had been blown away. Something seemed to flash across her dull face, and she opened her mouth but no sound came out.
She knows, she knows.
It was given to me by my brother.
That's why I willingly ran to such a far place to find the possibility in the impossible.
Wu Yu didn't say much, and his sword rang loudly.
Chang Huaijin was also full of demonic energy. He got up from the ground, dressed in green, with a look of both crying and laughing, and tear marks all over his face. He untied the belt around his waist and responded with his bare hands.
The beast crashed into the ground, making a loud noise.
Like a lament, like the end.
Penglai takes it as its mission to slay demons and eliminate evil.
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