Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

The celestial calendar is 1422 years old.

The nineteenth day of the first lunar month, Chen time.

The sun hadn't fully risen yet, and the cold fog was blown slightly by the wind.

On the Zhuxian Terrace, six giant iron pillars towered silently in the mist like gray giants.

Under the operation of mechanism techniques, Nanhua Shangxian Xie Xuan'er directly ascended from the dungeon cell to Zhuxian Terrace
Xie Xuaner, very beautiful.

Dressed in tattered white clothes, just like her brother Xie Fuyi, who is the head of the sect, they all naturally reveal a kind of elegant beauty.

But unlike Xie Fuyi who is ruthless and ungrateful, Xie Xuan'er may be called a real fairy.
She sees through everything and is not afraid of the power of the fairy world.

She will rescue those exiled mortals, and she can also slay demons with a sword.

But now, this beautiful immortal who has guarded Yaoxianzong for thousands of years is going to the end of his immortal journey.

Being deprived of the fairy bone, even if he managed to survive by chance, he would never be able to do anything again.

What's more, there are people here who don't want her to live at all.
Xie Xuan'er, who was in the center of the Zhuxian Terrace magic circle, straightened her back. She raised her head slightly, and her deep black eyes carried a trace of worry about the Qionglou Pavilion thousands of miles away.

There were not many people who witnessed the execution. Excluding Deacon Han and a few law enforcement disciples, there were only more than 200 monks present.

Most of these came to see Nanhua Shangxian for the last time spontaneously
Deacon Han admired the imminent disaster of this great man, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

When asked what other last words needed to be delivered, Xie Xuan'er thought for a while, her cheeks were so fair that she was sickly, but at this moment she was still able to fascinate all beings.
"I hope, all of you, that you can pray for our supreme master Xianzun and bless him for life."

She spoke lightly, her eyes covered by strands of hair staring at the crowd
Under her sharp gaze, someone in the crowd pushed the dagger into the sheath little by little.

Everyone lowered their heads, they didn't want to see the painful end of the immortal again.

Putting your hands together, while praying for the head of the sect Xie Fuyi, you also added Nanhua Shangxian, a real fairy, without exception.

Deacon Han sneered inwardly.
In the past, people often mentioned that idiots complained about men and women, but unexpectedly, it was actually beside him, and it was the apex existence that he could only dream of.

Regardless of sincerity or falsehood, solemn prayers sounded low, and an inexplicable emotion spread among the crowd.

The thin and gloomy Deacon Han didn't care, and let out the arrow in his hand, and the [Punishment of Snatching the Bone] was about to begin.
"I declare—"

Deacon Han shouted hoarsely, he felt that he was majestic.

At the same time, the Heavenly Thunder Formation set up in Zhuxian Terrace began to activate, and thunder bursts resounded in the dark clouds.
"stop!"

The young man's loud shouts, the harsh voice that became a little shrill because of too much force, suddenly pierced the cold air.

The sound came from afar, followed by a burst of human voices.

A Zongmen steed galloped forward, and on it was a young law enforcement disciple wearing Yaoxian's patriarchal robes and carrying a long sword.

The guard cultivator, who had already received the order, flew out of the sheath with his long sword upside down in an instant, trying to stop the opponent.

The law enforcement disciple's eyes froze, and he mercilessly kicked the guard monk to the ground, pulled out the long sword behind his back, and chopped down several people.

"Who is so bold!"

Deacon Han's face changed drastically. As the fourth-rank deacon elder of Yaoxian Sect, he naturally knew that this law enforcement disciple was someone who lived by Xie Fuyi's side.

"Don't worry about him! Continue the execution!"

Deacon Han pulled out his long sword with a "shua" sound, and the magic power on the long sword was activated, and he wanted to activate the thunder circle ahead of time!

The law enforcement disciple who cut a hole in the guard monk did not answer, and threw his long sword directly, and the monk who was in charge of triggering the heavenly thunder circle on the Zhuxian platform fell in response.

Deacon Han's eyes were wide open, and the anger was visible to the naked eye
Before Deacon Han had anything to say, the celestial phenomena changed!
The dark clouds that had already accumulated the power of thunder and lightning began to scatter around unscrupulously at this moment.
Not Tianlei.

Rather, it was the momentary appearance of some kind of transcendent existence, which aroused the disorder of the power of thunder and lightning.

Among the monks, there was a huge oppressive force invisible, and there was a faint feeling of wanting to kneel down
A scattered thunder and lightning just hit Deacon Han holding his sword. This stooped old man, who was still well dressed, instantly turned into a disheveled man like a beggar and scavenger.

Xie Xuan'er, who was far away on Zhuxian Terrace, raised her head slightly, tears glistening in her eyes, of course she also sensed that familiar aura of love!
However, she never thought that Xie Fuyi, the senior brother in charge of the sect, would come here in person.
Deacon Han, who was suddenly attacked by lightning, became a little crazy, "Who the hell?!"

"I."

The noisy crowd quickly quieted down after hearing the cold voice.

The dark clouds broke, the sun jumped out of the clouds, and the sky suddenly covered everything on Zhuxian Terrace.
Xie Fuyi, Yujian levitates.

Standing high in the void in the clouds, overlooking the people kneeling on the ground.

Deacon Han's unfinished words were cut in his throat, and he was paralyzed on the ground.

The celestial beings in the sky have a supernatural beauty that surpasses everything in the world.

The black and deep eyes are exactly the same as Xie Xuaner's, and the hair tied in the ancient crown is scattered behind the back, floating slightly with the wind.
That is the head master of Yao Xianzong, the supreme power recognized by the fairy world——

Immortal Venerable Jihua, Xie Fuyi!

"Yao Xianzong is the fourth grade deacon, Han Datou."

Xie Fuyi, who was dressed in a gorgeous blue and white fairy robe, read out Deacon Han's name slowly. Anyone who is familiar with Xie Fuyi knows that this is the prelude to his rage.

Xie Fuyi didn't care about the dark and unkempt old guy crawling behind him, but went straight to the ground and walked slowly towards Zhuxian Terrace
"I have just issued an order prohibiting executions. I am amazed that you can be so brave and fearless."

The Jihua Immortal Zun cultivated in the prosperity of the fairy world is elegant and dignified, and every tone and every syllable can be called a model of the top fairy world.

Deacon Han trembled in this elegant tone of voice. He ignored the pain of being struck by lightning, and tried to crawl towards Xie Fuyi, who was walking slowly in front, in an attempt to beg for mercy.

"Master Master Master!"

Perhaps because he felt someone hugging his hind legs, Xie Fuyi's mana gushed out and sent him flying in an instant.

Xie Fuyi's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and his tone suddenly changed, becoming extremely serious——

"...so brave and fearless that you dare to disobey my orders!"

"Sect Master Master! Master Master Master!"

Deacon Han, who had been shaken away before, suddenly straightened up again, and then quickly crawled over, screaming as he crawled, wanting to die of fear.

"I really didn't know that was your order! I did it according to the order of 'Dan Venerable'!"

Deacon Han suddenly seemed to see the last straw, and grabbed it hard.

When Xie Fuyi heard the word "Dan Venerable", his eyes darkened slightly, and he ignored Deacon Han's sophistry.

With a slight movement in his hand, several pitch-black vines like poisonous snakes came out from the ground and slapped Deacon Han fiercely.

The whipping of the magic vines was very painful, and the screams were endless.

The vines summoned by Xie Fuyi were even more powerful, and Deacon Han instantly turned into a blood-like existence.

Some guard monks who followed Deacon Han's faction knelt down in front of Xie Fuyi with tears in their eyes, trying to intercede for Deacon Han.

Xie Fuyi ignored it and walked straight past.

From the beginning to the end, his goal was on the Zhuxian Terrace
"I haven't seen you in January, you're haggard."

Xie Fuyi stood coldly in front of Nanhua Shangxian Xie Xuan'er who was bound by the [Immortal Binding Lock].

The latter lowered his head slightly and did not look directly at Xie Fuyi.

But from his thin figure, Xie Fuyi can also guess a thing or two——

My "beloved apprentices" probably haven't forgotten to take special care of their senior teacher.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to come."

Xie Xuan'er still didn't raise her head, she just spoke lightly.

She didn't call Xie Fuyi "Senior Brother Head" this time, just like thousands of years ago, when Xie Fuyi was just her senior brother, that was the moment when they were closest
Although, Xie Fuyi never faced up to Xie Xuan'er's feelings for him.

But Xie Xuan'er, who thought she had seen through everything, still couldn't see through his senior brother Xie Fuyi.

"I never believed that you would do that kind of thing during the [Zongmen Conference]"

Xie Fuyi's voice was very cold, just like his previous personality.

Only this time, Xie Fuyi would take the initiative to bow down, and fold the strands of hair that covered Xie Xuan'er's fair face behind her ears.

"...I know, there is something else hidden about that incident, and I have been investigating it all the time."

"Then you. Why?"

Xie Xuan'er's eyes were full of tears, her senior brother was willing to believe her after all!
"Remember, Master said that my fate is doomed?"

Xie Fuyi began to untie the [Immortal Binding Lock] on Xie Xuan'er's body, urging it with mana in his hand, and at the same time, Xie Fuyi continued slowly——

"I thought that that calamity would be the strongest demon in the world, but I only now know that that calamity is you...the only [love calamity] in my life."

Xie Xuan'er was a little stunned, but she seemed to understand her senior brother Xie Fuyi's original plan, so she couldn't help asking with a wry smile.

"So, take the opportunity to expel me?"

Xie Fuyi shook his head slightly, but there was no expression on his cold face.

"I have never been able to face you squarely, but it's not your fault to be my [Love Tribulation]."

".So, I have decided now that I will survive this calamity."

Listening to Xie Fuyi's cold and sincere words, tears in Xie Xuan'er's eyes rolled down her fair cheeks like a drop of water.

【Binding Immortal Lock】After unfastening it, Xie Xuan'er's complexion began to improve.

"What do you mean?"

Xie Xuan'er asked the question she wanted to know the most, the question she had been thinking about for thousands of years.

"Stay with me."

Xie Fuyi stood up slowly, as if a white holy light was radiating from his body, his right hand like white jade pulled Xie Xuan'er up into his arms.

"Accompany me through this [Love Tribulation], Xuan'er."

Xie Xuan'er was a little stunned, this was the only time Xie Fuyi called her name, her body was stiff, but she had already been embraced by Xie Fuyi.

The bluish-white fairy robe fluttered.

On Zhuxian Terrace, Xie Fuyi's mana summoned gusts of breeze and holy light, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The more than two hundred monks around the scene were all completely attracted by the beautiful picture
Perhaps, those love legends in ancient myths are just like that.

Among the crowd of monks, a slender figure walked around.

The figure's fingers moved slightly, and a streak of red-black mana hit the corpse of the cultivator responsible for triggering the [Heavenly Thunder Circle].

Suddenly, the body moved.
"Aren't you afraid, is that the so-called [Love Tribulation]?"

Xie Xuan'er's words were choked with sobs.

Waiting for today's words, she has been waiting for Xie Fuyi for thousands of years
"With you by my side, I won't be afraid."

Xie Fuyi lightly stroked Xie Xuan'er's long hair, and for the first time a smile appeared on his cold face.

Xie Xuan'er hugged Xie Fuyi when she heard the words.

As if between heaven and earth, only the two of them are left at this moment
Just, suddenly.
The dark clouds in the sky quickly gathered, instantly covering the hole in the cloud created by Xie Fuyi.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and strong winds blew up.

"Sky Thunder Formation?"

The surrounding monks immediately discovered the cause of this weird and terrifying phenomenon.

They looked at the eyes of the magic circle, only to find that the corpse of the cultivator who was in charge of mobilizing the magic circle had already activated the ancient formation that could completely annihilate the soul body of an immortal.

"Master Master and Nanhua Shangxian are still in Zhuxian Terrace!"

Some monks exclaimed in bewilderment!

Inside Zhuxian Terrace, the Giant Pillar located at the six gates of life and death changed instantly, and a series of sealing barriers isolated Xie Fuyi and the two of them in the center of the circle.
"Brother!"

Seeing the purple thunder and lightning surge in the dark clouds outside, Xie Xuan'er couldn't help but start to remind Xie Fuyi.

Xie Xuan'er knew how powerful this [Heavenly Thunder Formation] was, and it would be impossible to stop it without destroying a body of an immortal!
She doesn't care about herself, she just worries about Xie Fuyi beside her.
"Brother, use my immortal body to protect you well!"

Maybe because of caring, Xie Xuan'er said the stupidest sentence she has ever said in her life.

"Sister-in-law."

Facing Xie Xuan'er who was trying to stand in front of him, Xie Fuyi only slightly covered her eyes with his hands, so as not to let the flickering of the sky thunder dazzle her eyes.

"Junior Sister, can't your senior brother in charge not even stop a thunder?"

Xie Fuyi's words were extremely calm.
And it wasn't until this moment that Xie Xuan'er suddenly remembered that his senior brother was able to subdue demons alone at the age of 11; now he is the highest in the fairy world who can fight against the demon king alone and the demon king without losing the wind!
With him around, I never felt a sense of fear.

Even in the face of thunder, it is the same.
"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and several purple-black lightning bolts, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, shot straight towards the Zhuxian Terrace.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Xie Fuyi protected Xie Xuan'er behind him, and the three-foot [Concentrating Light Sword] appeared in his hand, a golden sword glow, directly facing the thunderbolts.
The golden and purple-black rays of light interlaced and eroded.

The world changed color at this moment.

The strong wind generated by the powerful impact knocked all the monks around Zhuxian Terrace to the ground
And only Xie Xuan'er, hiding behind Xie Fuyi, didn't feel the slightest threat.

The light in the sky completely died out.

The second golden sword edge suddenly drew out, straight into the sky.
One sword. Break the sky!

The dark clouds dissipated, and the 【Heavenly Thunder Formation】was forcibly broken by Xie Fuyi with force
All the monks were dumbfounded——

In the future, they can finally boast to others that they have seen the true strength of the iceberg of Immortal Zun Jihua.

The giant pillar of Optimus in Zhuxiantai was suddenly cut off by the sword energy.

Seal barrier broken
Jihua Immortal Venerable Xie Fuyi, who was dressed in a gorgeous green and white fairy robe, walked out of Zhuxian Terrace slowly, holding Xie Xuan'er in the torn white robe.

All the monks fell to their knees and shouted [Jihua Immortal Venerable].

Yao Xianzong.

dusk.

The sky is gradually darkening, which is a good time for plotting.

Dim light, old but clean wooden long table.

It's hard to believe that besides the dungeon, there is such a depressing and gloomy place inside the gorgeous and magnificent Yao Xianzong.

"According to the informant's report, Master's internal injuries have been healed. He also forcibly broke the [Heavenly Thunder Formation] at Zhuxiantai. Some people even said that Master has broken through the [Ninth-Rank Immortal Venerable] Dzogchen and reached the The legendary realm!"

"Is your news reliable?"

"Of course my news is reliable! It's just that, at that time, everyone was deterred by the thunder, so it's not good for the informant to get too close."

"That's unreliable."

"Nonsense! Show me the evidence!"

"Brothers, don't argue."

On one side of the long table, the light is bright.

The fourth disciple Zhu Gongqi, who is wide and fat, is sitting on a small wooden chair like a pile of fat, and at the same time, looking around vigilantly with bean-like eyes, he continued——

"...If Master really heals from his internal injuries, does our plan need to be postponed?"

"The original plan cannot be changed."

The light on the long table became stronger, and the chief disciple Ye Hanchen tapped the long table rhythmically with his fingers, directly denying Zhu Gongqi's proposal.

Zhu Gongqi seemed to be dissatisfied with this "ice cube" who was as annoying as Xie Fuyi, but he didn't dare to refute directly, and instead asked other figures hidden in the darkness.

"So, what do you think of the remaining three brothers?"

There was silence for a moment.

The atmosphere gradually changed from depressing to weird
Suddenly, an extremely friendly male voice chuckled, interrupting the eerie atmosphere.

"Second Senior Brother?"

Zhu Gongqi is most familiar with this kind of laughter, but he is the most dark and cruel guy in the Three Realms.

A slender young man in brocade clothes slowly appeared from the shadow beside the wooden table.

He has an extremely kind and handsome face, a pair of slightly squinted eyes, coupled with a slight smile, the whole is an indescribably gentle and charming.

The body of the young man leaned forward slightly, his right hand slightly pinched his chin, his left hand was placed on the wooden table, and he responded aloud——

"Fourth junior brother, senior brother, I think, Master, the real internal injury is now! And it is an internal injury that is so serious that it is difficult to exert its full strength."

"Wen Mingting."

Ye Hanchen's icy voice was not mixed with any emotion, he just continued: "...you, why do you know that?"

"Because at that time, I was disguised among the crowd at Zhuxian Terrace, and saw with my own eyes the peerless grace of Master's two swords. I also saw Master 'walking' away with Nanhua Shangxian in his arms."

"walk?"

The fourth disciple Zhu Gongqi seemed to grasp the main point of Wen Mingting's words.

Ye Hanchen rarely took the words and said——

"However, this doesn't directly determine that Master's respect has not healed."

"correct."

Zhu Gongqi echoed and said——

"I heard from people that Master's breath was long and peaceful at that time, it didn't look like he was injured."

Wen Mingting did not directly answer what Ye Hanchen and Zhu Gongqi said.

He just leaned back in the seat slightly, and slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, which were a terrifying whiteness without pupils.

"Eldest brother, you know, our master is a scumbag who is several times more arrogant than you!"

"So, he's faking it?"

The other two in the shadow asked together.

Everyone looked at each other without speaking.

A moment later, in the secret room, several low-pitched laughter rang out at the same time.