Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 53 What's Wrong
"Disciple knows what's wrong."

The young man's voice was humble and respectful, and the old man's gray brows were twisted into a knot.

"What's wrong?"

"The fault lies in not respecting the instructions of the tower, ignoring the rules of the secret building, and stealing treasures."

Hearing such an answer, the old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and scolded loudly.

"Stupid!"

"Rules, rules, I'll go to your rules!"

Yan didn't understand why his master, who was usually gentle and polite, suddenly yelled like a rogue in the market.

This well-informed and well-respected old man also considers himself to be a humorous person, and he didn't understand how to teach a elm lump.

Oh, he is still a bastard who admits his mistakes quickly with a guilty conscience, but he is actually so stupid that he doesn't even know where he is wrong, which makes him even more a jerk.

The old man has been in the position of the tower master of the Wuzong Tower for an unknown number of years, so long that the world is about to forget his name, and only calls him the tower master.

"Get up."

He noticed the fine beads of sweat on the forehead of his only disciple, and heaved a long sigh.

"If, as you said, the mistake is here, I will not let you take the tower master's order that day."

"Secret Building has always been strict in rules and regulations, did Mr. Huang obstruct you more?"

The young man was not really stupid, he thought that the guards outside the secret building would turn a blind eye to them that day, and the 81 checkpoints in the building would let the two of them wantonly.

Yan didn't understand that everything was the acquiescence of the pagoda master, and his expression was bitter.

Perhaps from the very beginning, this was a trap aimed at him, and his friends were just a part of it.

"Rules exist to be broken." The tower master looked at the pale-faced but dark-hearted little apprentice with a half-smile, "It's like you couldn't bear that child Chi Huo to go astray, so you did things that went against your heart." choose."

Yes, then the tower master and a group of elders indulged in their choices. Thinking of this, Yan probably understood what the master was referring to.

"The disciple's mistake is to impose his will on others."

The tower master nodded, then shook his head, met those clear eyes full of stubbornness, and his tone was full of affirmation.

"You are not convinced."

"Yes." Yan did not refute, "I have two questions."

"ask."

"Where is Chihuo now?"

"If you can come back, he can come back naturally."

After getting a reply, confirming that the friend is fine, Yan Xin rested a little, and continued to ask: "The target is that child?"

"You saw that child, what is he like?" The tower master asked instead of directly answering his disciple.

Although all this was arranged by the old man himself, he probably knows what happened, but the details are not very clear.

Yan hesitated for a while, recalled some not-so-good pasts, and said in a daze: "She looks very similar to me..."

Before the words could finish, they were interrupted.

"Bai Wei and I were outside the Zhushan Tribe back then, and only found you."

The tower master knew what his apprentice meant, and the shadow of the sea of ​​blood in the depths of his memory surfaced in his heart, and he closed his eyes unbearably.

"You chose not to look back, but the ten years of penance in the pagoda have never eliminated the obsession in your heart."

"Since you are like this, why do you have to make it difficult for others?"

After all, turn around and leave.

The green-shirted woman, Bai Wei in the mouth of the pagoda master stayed where she was, stroking the back of the white cat in her arms, and said coldly: "I will take you to the Aurora Pavilion."

"Is this punishment?" Yan calmed down, ignoring the discomfort on his body, and asked.

The Aurora Pavilion is the place that the students in the tower are least willing to approach on weekdays, probably because it is the place where students who make mistakes are punished.

There is no specific standard for punishment, and it varies from person to person.

"This time I'll be the first to plan, so naturally you don't need to be punished." A sneer hung on the corner of Bai Wei's lips, and her tone was not kind, "Your spirit veins are soaked in demonic energy, if you don't mend it, I'm afraid the whole thing will be ruined." Broken."

"Then thank Teacher Bai for his kindness."

Bai Wei didn't bring anyone into the small building that made people's faces change. The two bypassed the Aurora Pavilion and walked along the side path towards the back of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is different from the greenery below the mountain, and as far as the eye can see, there are only black stones that look like black ink.

In the huge pit, the boiling pool was steaming with steam and mist.

"The Aurora Pond behind the Aurora Pavilion has the effect of cleansing the demons and refining the mind." Bai Wei's eyes signaled the young man to jump down.

Standing by the pool, Yan felt that the flow of spiritual energy in his body had slowed down a bit, and his whole body was about to melt.

Seeing that the boy did not move for a long time, the white cat impatiently broke free from the woman's embrace, and walked behind him in small steps.

A huge wave suddenly rose by the pool, and then subsided quickly.The white cat twisted its chubby body, dodged a few times to avoid the splashing water, and licked its paws proudly.

Really neat and tidy.

Sheng Yu pulled the shadow out of the Hedong Chamber of Commerce and went up to the ground. The long-haired deer that pulled the two over in the morning was still parked by the side of the road without moving.

"Where's your master?"

The long-haired deer was very docile, and it didn't resist after being touched a few times. Sheng Yu looked around, but he didn't see the driver, so he found a stall at random and asked the direction of Yunxiao Auction House.

The stall owner under the banyan tree was very enthusiastic. Seeing that the little girl was well-behaved and polite, he insisted on stuffing a fruit skewer into her hand.

The big plump banyan fruit is neatly strung on the bamboo sticks, and the jade-colored flesh is covered with a thick layer of golden banyan honey, which smells fragrant.

Sheng Yu broke it off and took a sip. It was ice and sweet, really good!

After finishing the fruit in her hand in two or three bites, she tugged at the sleeves of Ying Ying.

"Try it."

The quiet little puppet bent down obediently, and was caught off guard by a ginkgo fruit full of sweetness: "..."

"Sweet?"

Tian Lingling felt that it had completely fallen out of favor, so she squatted in a corner and sobbed softly, clutching a virtual handkerchief.

"I also want to eat honey fruit... I haven't eaten it yet..." It completely forgot that it has no entity at all, and also ignored the strange fact that the puppet can eat.

The little puppet swallowed the whole fruit with difficulty, feeling the sticky nectar mixed with juice rolling in the metal esophagus, and the sweet smell filled the mouth and nose.

"It seems... a bit sweet."

When was the last time he ate, Ying couldn't remember at all, this kind of experience was really novel for him now.

In other words, the parts in its body should not be so fragile, right?

Through the mask, Sheng Yu couldn't see the expression of the little puppet clearly, and when he got a positive answer from it, he nodded in satisfaction: "It's good enough."

Yunxiao Auction House is not far from the Hedong Chamber of Commerce, so she decided to walk there before the coachman came back.

"We're leaving."

Sheng Kui touched the long-haired deer's shiny fur again, broke off a candied fruit and handed it to its mouth, waving goodbye to it.

"Moo moo."

Perhaps the fruit dipped in nectar was really delicious. The long-haired deer's eyes were wet, and it stopped moving after calling twice. It stood quietly and watched the two figures, one big and one small, disappear at the end of the street.

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