Disciples commit suicide every day [Transmigration Book]

Jin Cailing left the meeting hall, and returned to her Su Lianfeng angrily.

She angrily pushed aside the gauze curtain, messed up the pillow and quilt, and vented her anger fiercely.

Then she panted and looked at the mess, gradually fell silent, kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed barefoot.

She curled up on the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, and put her chin on her knees, crying softly.

Tears gradually fell down, soaking the clothes.

Even if she quarreled with her father, contradicted him in court, and disobeyed his arrangements, but that was her father after all, and he had loved her once, even if that love was a little false and fragile.

She took out the Xiaying Ziyan Luo from the hidden compartment on the wall, held it in her hand and stared blankly.

This is the brother's wish, and she is very grateful - with such a magic weapon, she really has a lot of confidence, even if one day her father completely dislikes her and forces her to marry, she can use this to escape or resist.

But... Dad must be very worried if the treasure is lost. Although the sect's foothold is not based on any treasure, but its foundation, but the treasure is a symbol of spirit, and if it is lost, it will definitely deal a big blow to Dad's prestige. Some people took the opportunity to make trouble.

She thought about it, and was extremely entangled.

"That's all!" She thought for a long time, finally gritted her teeth, put Xiaying Ziyanluo into the storage bag and headed towards the meeting hall.

She still decided to return Xiaying Ziyanluo back, and after returning, she will leave here as well, as... her last bit of filial piety for her father.

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When she came to the meeting hall, she happened to hear Shen Xingshen begging her father to give senior brother Xie one more chance——

She couldn't help but pause, but the people inside had already noticed her coming.

"Who?" Someone asked sharply.

She straightened her clothes, walked in a little uneasy, and looked at her father who looked distant and strange on the high platform.

"Daddy..."

When Jin Shengyuan saw her, his expression didn't soften a little, but became even more ugly, so gloomy that ink dripped out, he didn't even pay attention to her.

The smell of wind and rain filled the room.

She clenched her fists nervously, summoned up her courage and asked, "Daddy, why is senior brother kneeling here? I just heard you mention Senior Brother Xie..."

Jin Shengyuan glanced at her suddenly, his eyes were sinister, as if if she dared to say something he didn't like to hear, she could tear her apart in the next second.

She was so frightened that she suffocated her breath, she dared not breathe out, the coercion of Huashen Daoist was not something she could bear.

"Father..." She knelt down involuntarily, and asked tremblingly under the pressure: "Brother Xie... what's wrong?"

Zhu Tao came out to smooth things over, and said, "Sect Leader calm down, the child is just ignorant, just tell her clearly."

Then, he turned to Jin Cailing and said: "Xie Qing let the treasure thief escape privately, we decided to spread the word so that everyone can recognize his true colors."

Jin Cailing's eyes widened, staring at him in disbelief, then turned to stare at Jin Shengyuan.

Is it...

Dad, they know?

No no, no, if they knew, they wouldn't be so calm.

That is--

Her chest heaved violently, a surge of anger welled up in her heart, and she asked loudly regardless: "Father, you——are you trying to thank senior brother to death?!"

"He didn't take Xiaying Ziyanluo!!"

She shouted angrily, but she controlled herself to take out Xiaying Ziyan Luo in front of the hall to prove her brother's innocence. The only bit of reason she had left told her that even if she handed over Xiaying Ziyan Luo, these people Nor will it take back what has been said.

They——just want to borrow a knife to kill people, except Senior Brother Xie, a talented disciple who is no longer willing to be used by the sect!

"Brother, he has done enough for you! Don't you feel any guilt at all for treating him like this?!" She screamed as if venting, causing everyone to frown and look at her displeased.

Gentle and courteous, nothing is occupied.

She lost her temper uncontrollably, seeing everyone's eyes, her heart felt sore, and she knelt there as if on pins and needles.

"Daddy... Please take back your life." She bent her back and begged in a mournful voice.

Jin Shengyuan said coldly: "Shen Xing lost a treasure and was punished for 50 years in the back mountain. As for you—"

He brought her back to Su Lianfeng without mercy, changed the restriction himself, and then left without looking back.

"If you have the ability, come out by yourself, if you don't have the ability, just die inside."

Jin Cailing sat down on the ground, watching his back disappear, she tentatively touched the restraint, her fingertips felt burning pain, and she could almost hear the scorching sound of flesh.

What should she do?

She put her arms around her arms and hugged herself tightly, as if she could find some comfort in this way.

Her father's punishment was completely different from that of her elder brother, which really made her feel extremely chilled.

all of these--

All this is because she is too weak, everything depends on others, no one really cares about her and listens to her voice.

Even her biological father is the same.

Without strength, you cannot gain respect.

Once again, she recognized this reality with incomparable clarity.

She clasped her hands tightly, her knuckles were protruding white, her haggard cheeks were dull, but two clusters of stubborn flames burned in her black eyes, just like she made up her mind to go to Xiaozhufeng to tell her brother him everything.

And this time, it was to become stronger.

The desire to become strong is extremely strong at this moment.

She reached out and wiped the storage bag, and a haze-like translucent purple gauze appeared in her hand.

The spiritual power is attached to the magic weapon, refining this real treasure bit by bit.

Xiaying Ziyanluo has been passed down for so long, it's not that the master has tried to refine it completely, but after fully refining it and using formulas to activate it, there is really not much difference. Over time, no one thinks about refining it, it It was enshrined in the Treasure Pavilion, and was only taken out when those sect masters needed it.

But this time, it seems to be different.

After Jin Cailing refined it completely, he came to an embroidery building in a fluttering manner.

--This is?

Jin Cailing looked at the embroidered building carefully, and was surprised to find that an inconspicuous wooden railing here was made of ten thousand-year-old wood. The whole embroidered building seemed to be a powerful cave, or in other words, a legacy. .

She carefully stepped up the bamboo steps in front of the door, hesitated for a moment, pleaded guilty, opened the door and walked in.

Every part of the beautiful and exquisite attic shows the elegant style of the owner. Although there is no one here, Jin Cailing feels inexplicably awed. With this feeling, she walks slowly in the embroidered building, passing every step of the way here. A corner until you reach the last room.

This is the host's room.

She hesitated for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

Unexpectedly, a figure was faintly revealed on the screen inside the door.

Her heart jumped up with a 'thump', and the strange thing was that she had a feeling in her heart that this 'person' was not dangerous.

Turning the screen, the half-covered figure revealed the whole picture.

Jin Cailing looked at her in amazement—she was as beautiful as Chang'e in the moon, flawless and elegant, and one couldn't help but want to lower her voice in front of her, slow down her pace, and put herself in a humble position.

She was indeed dead, but she was as fresh as ever.Just a corpse that has been sitting down is already shocking, one can imagine how breathtaking this woman was before she was alive.

Jin Cailing couldn't help reaching out and gently touching her cheek.

Her autumn-like eyes seemed to move a bit, and she looked at her with rippling eyes.

Jin Cailing froze on the spot in fright.

"Yes, sorry..."

That fairy-like beauty's plump and delicate vermilion lips were about to open, and she still wanted to speak.

She seemed to see that the corners of the beauty's mouth were slightly curved.

"You, are you still alive?" She was bold enough to go to the hands of the Latin American.

bang——

She felt dizzy for a moment, and when she realized it again, the beauty was sitting on the embroidered stool without moving.

She looked at the beauty in amazement, and finally saluted tremblingly, and backed out.

With a thought, she has already left that space.

She wiped the sweat from her brow, fortunately the beauty didn't look malicious, otherwise she might not have come out alive.

Is this the power of the top power?She couldn't help but be fascinated. Just a corpse can make people crawl under her skirt. What kind of power is this?

She worked hard to cultivate, could she also be like her?

Jin Cailing summoned clear water and washed her face. She has water, fire and earth spirit roots, and the level of her spirit roots is actually very good, but her completely restrained spirit roots made her cultivation speed very slow, not even as good as those three or even four spirit roots.

Leaving here meant that she had to work harder to survive outside, but she didn't regret it.

Will never regret leaving here.

She threw out the purple mist of Xia Ying, and the lavender ball moved with her heart, extending into a long stretch of beautiful galaxy, and then the galaxy fell, covering her from the top of her head like a big cloak Wrapped all over her body.

Afterwards, the starlight faded away, and the translucent water-like texture slowly solidified into an inconspicuous off-white.

Wearing a cloak, she walked towards the restriction, unharmed, and slipped out without a sound.

Xiaying Ziyan Luo is worthy of being a pure defensive treasure. It can be called comprehensive and perfect in terms of auxiliary protection functions such as concealment and deception. Such casually arranged restrictions are completely useless in front of it.

Taking advantage of the darkness, she wore a cloak and walked out of the Qixia School step by step.

The next day, a piece of news spread—the beloved daughter of the head of the Qixia faction wrote a letter and pasted it on the gate of Cold Smoke City close to the Qixia faction. The letter said that she stole Xiaying Ziyanluo , but caused her brother to be blamed, and felt guilty and uneasy, so she told the truth. If there is a chance in the future, she will bring Xiaying Ziyanluo back to Qixia School Yunyun.

When Jin Shengyuan heard about this, his eyes darkened almost out of breath, and he passed out.

——Xiaying Ziyanluo, even swaying in front of his eyes, was let off by him again!

He really couldn't figure out how Jin Cailing stole Xiaying Ziyanluo, Shen Xingshen, Xie Qingrang, and what role did they play in this matter?

He couldn't figure it out, but he became more and more suspicious of Shen Xingchen, and even suspected that Jin Cailing had already been killed.