Chong Zi - Chapter 28 : Promise

His steps weren't as calm as usual, and the hem of the clothes that was dragging on the ground undulated rapidly like white waves. He himself didn't notice it and didn't turn his head to head for Zizhu Peak. When Luo Yinfan went far away, the disciples reacted and looked at each other in disbelief.

The expression on his face had remained unchanged for thousands of years, but his chest was full of rage, such that he forgot how to go with the sword along the way, and it was only after he entered Chonghua Palace that he finally stopped at the four seas.

Behind him, slight footsteps also disappeared.

Does he know how to get back? Luo Yinfan was so angry that he couldn't say "kneel" for a long time.

There was a long silence.

Instead, he took the initiative to step forward and kneel down, "Master."

Luo Yinfan's heart tightened when he heard a trembling voice. Then another pain, and slowly turned around to look at him.

Slender little body and humble posture with head down, just like the first time they met. Perhaps, in her eyes, she had always been the crying child in Nanhua Hall back then, the well-behaved and obedient little disciple under her knees, who occasionally misbehaved and acted like a spoiled child to attract and please her, and would never grow up. mature.

A moment passed, and more helplessness followed.

Since joining Nanhua, he had suffered all the grievances by himself, just to prevent himself from embarrassing his teacher. Luo Yinfan saw everything in his eyes, and had the intention of using this experience to train him and learn to resist his demonic aura. Who knew that in the end, he would develop such a temperament. To actually say such a thing in front of him, he never would have imagined that to stay on Zizhu Peak, he could retreat to such a point that he would have no dignity at all.

Even if he is so stupid that he doesn't respect himself, Luo Yinfan's disciple is not so humble. He actually thinks that his teacher is useless and can't even protect his own disciple?

The anger was even heavier, causing the residual desire in the body to surge.

Luo Yinfan suddenly returned to his senses, and immediately suppressed his poisonous anger.

How many years have they been student and teacher? Does he care about that. That is why this mortal emotion was born. He has become like this, he has fallen to the point where he is today, he has unavoidable responsibilities, and now Chongzi has to blame him, he has failed as a teacher!

Luo Yinfan looked at the little disciple in front of him, angry, regretful, and mixed up, and lost his mind for a while.

Chongzi was also speechless, kneeling on the ground in a daze.

Retreating to this point is nothing but a desperate urge, a final resistance. All he knew was that Chu Bufu gave him a chance to return, and he would never leave at the mercy of others. He thought it would make him very angry, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

After a while, he whispered again, "Teacher"

This word "Master" removed the last trace of Luo Yinfan's anger. He could no longer speak and reproach him. He said lightly: "No one can force you to leave Zizhu Peak."

It's a guarantee, it's a promise.

Chongzi was taken aback, and quickly glanced at him and lowered his eyes.

Master really cares about him. What would make him dissatisfied if he treated her like this? Even though she would never understand, he gave her what she wanted.

Touched, grateful, turned into a smile on the lips.

"Thank you, teacher."

"You can do nothing more now. Let alone waste your training."

"Yes."

At this point, the teacher and student did not mention what they had just said. Chongzi went to find Linghe and the little demon snake. Luo Yinfan was still standing in the four seas, frowning.

The poison of desire can never be eliminated, but being interfered with by these human emotions and desires, even years of practice cannot destroy this poison. So he needed to release it immediately.

Thinking of this, he said nothing, turned around and entered the hall.

In the next few days, Yu Du sent people to Changsheng Palace to obtain the Nine Heavens flames, and at the same time, he prepared with Luo Yinfan and the others to refine the Sword Demon. As for the inside story, everyone knows it well, and has not made it public. Chongzi kept a secret, and started to carry on with his ordinary life. He practiced the Lingtai seal with Suān ní every day.

Nothing to do, not much progress.

Finally, after trying her best to increase her killing intent several times, Suān ní grew impatient with this dazed opponent, so she stepped forward and tapped him on the head with her claws, knocking him out.

The little demon snake's tall head immediately drooped.

Chongzi said "ha", and sat down on the ground and reached out to him, "Come here."

The little devil snake turned its head and crawled away from the distance, as if it didn't know it.

Being insulted by him, Chongzi also felt different, and was worried that Luo Yinfan would be compared, so he resisted earnestly. The spiritual power has been greatly improved, and it is still quite strong when it is actually used. For the first time, Suān ní was shocked and duelled, and was very happy to get up and shook his head.

The little devil snake quickly slipped in front of him, fell and flattered, the white clouds on the ground swayed, and his body appeared and disappeared, like a little dragon jumping across the waves.

Arrogant little thing! Chongzi kicked his tail, "I'm tired, I'll practice tomorrow."

It's not that I'm lazy, but I really can't keep up my spirits to continue my practice. Maybe it's because I haven't had much sleep at night, and I've been restless for some reason lately, but I don't know why.

After parting ways with Suān ní, Chongzi brought the little demon snake back to Chonghua Palace. As soon as he walked to the gate, he heard someone talking inside, and then shockingly several large wooden buckets filled with water flew out by themselves.

The four disciples walked out laughing, one of them was Yun Ying.

Knowing one another, the fourth disciple quickly stopped to salute when they saw him, "Shishu Chongzi."

Chongzi was confused, "What are you doing?"

Last time, Yun Ying and Min Suqiu were brought to the Wan Jie Land. Fortunately, they were saved by Chongzi, so their lives were spared. Their mouths caused him to be misunderstood. Yun Ying felt guilty and anxious, and he hurriedly explained, "Your Highness ordered to collect water from the four seas, to refine the magic sword."

I understand! 

Chongzi nodded, and took the little demon snake away. After the four disciples fetched some water and walked away, they climbed to the rock level, intending to go in to see if Luo Yinfan came back.

At this moment, a word floated into my ear.

He didn't know who said it, his voice was very low.

Chongzi paused, and pulled the little demon's tail short, "Play alone. I'll discuss something with Sishu Mu."

The little devil snake was bored, so he happily climbed in and found Linghe.

Seeing him disappear into the door, Chongzi slowly straightened up, looking at the direction where the four had gone, expressionless.

"Is there really a soul in the sword?"

"Shut up! How could there be lies when I heard what Shishu said."

The disciple shook his head, "This is a big matter. The headmaster will not allow this matter to be made public. Don't you dare bring it up in front of Sishu Wen." 

Yun Ying said, "He was talking to Shishu Mu, and someone heard him. Well, none of us are allowed to say it."

"No wonder they have looked guilty in the past few days. They sacrificed their bodies for the sword. Could it be that the soul that remains in the sword is..."

"I'm not sure. I don't know how many people the Ni Lun Sword has killed, but it probably isn't his."

"If there is a soul left in the sword, how can it be refined?"

"It's hard to say whose soul. I can't say it. Is it necessary to keep the Demon Sword to harm ordinary people? The Headmaster and His Highness have their own reasons, and they also think about the overall situation."

***

The four disciples sighed and ran to the main peak.

The wind blew, the bamboo shadow moved, and a slender figure appeared among the branches and leaves.

Because he hated the Sword Demon who killed Chu Bufu, Chongzi didn't look at him anymore, and he never took the initiative to ask.

Whose soul is in the sword? If hearing from the four disciples it was said that the news had come from Wen Lingzhi. Is it a rumor or true? Why didn't Master mention it?

This kind of incident will not just appear, at least five points are correct, looking at the meaning of the principal, that is to destroy the remnant soul and the devil together. There were countless souls that died under the Sword Demon, but if Chu Bufu really left, what should he do? He couldn't just watch the last remnants of his soul die.

But what can be done? The current situation was the best, and if he were to intervene in a major event, the results would be unimaginable.

Reflecting the green bamboo, the little face was even paler.

"Chongzi," someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Chongzi trembled in surprise, "Shishu Mu."

It turned out that Mu Yu took the time to come to see him, and called a few times from downstairs, but there was no answer, so he went with the sword to meet him, and found himself in a state of anxiety, even more strange, "What's wrong?"

Is the soul left on the sword true or false? He should know best, Chongzi stared at him for a long time, hesitated to say anything, shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay."

"If your spirit is very bad, don't rush to practice. His Majesty will not blame you," Mu Yu did not ask, "Shishu will take you away."

Without waiting for him to speak, he stretched out his hand and drew it onto his steel blade.

The Twelve Nanhua Peaks stood in a sea of ​​clouds, half covered by clouds, making them look extremely gentle.

Chongzi likes the feeling of riding the wind and stepping on the clouds, unfettered, but the master said that the immortals are comfortable because they understand everything. Acting recklessly is a characteristic of demons. On the other hand, Chu Bufu was controlled by nature and when one thought of demons, he was born with an evil spirit. It is important to learn more about self-control. So since returning to Zizhu Peak, Chongzi stopped walking alone.

It was obvious from the start that Mu Yu's sword fighting skills weren't the best, perhaps because he couldn't communicate with swords. To him, any magic weapon was just an external thing. Everyone knows his flaws. Unfortunately, in the end, he was still the first disciple in Nanhua.

Chongzi couldn't help but said, "Shishu doesn't need a fine sword, it would be very disadvantageous to fight with them."

Mu Yu raised his eyebrows, touched his head, and smiled. "When you don't need too much strength, you can use any sword."

Unexpectedly, the gentle man would speak such arrogant words, and Chongzi was shocked, "Ha, what if you meet someone strong?"

"Let's talk about it when we meet," Mu Yu noticed the halo of her pale blue eyes, "I see you've always been out of energy lately. Could it be that you haven't slept well?"

Chongzi changed the subject, "Shishu, if you know something is wrong and you shouldn't interfere. But if you pretend not to know, that would be very pitiful. What should I do?"

Mu Yu said, "There is no right or wrong in anything, only your persistence."

These words sounded familiar at first, Chongzi remembered and was surprised, "Shishu, how can you talk to me... uh, it's very similar to what my friend said."

Mu Yu said, "Your friend? Who?"

Realizing he had slipped his tongue, Chongzi immediately changed his words, "It's just a person I met before. I can't remember clearly."

After Wang Yue had helped him a few times, he had to keep his promise and couldn't name her. Moreover, if Min Yunzhong and others know that he has a demon friend, it will be very troublesome.

"Shishu is responsible for refining the magic sword?"

"Yes."

"Is there something... what happened recently?"

Mu Yu looked at him when he heard the words, "What's wrong?"

Chongzi muttered, "Uncle Wan Jie really can't be saved?"

Mu Yu suppressed a smile, and his tone was slightly warning, “Wan Jie doing something like this was of his own choosing. It's not a good thing to overemphasize feelings. I heard that you wanted to give up your physical body the day before yesterday. here to scold you."

Never blamed by him, Chongzi lowered his head, "I just want to stay in Nanhua."

Mu Yu said, "It's true not to go to Qinghua, but you have given up so far to stay in Nanhua, you are confused! From the Headmaster of Nanhua School to the ordinary disciples, how many people have really treated you well?"

He shook his head, “Your Highness has a good temperament but you see who dares to be presumptuous in front of him? No less than thousands of souls have died under the blade chasing waves, otherwise how could he have the reputation of being ruthless? that old man only thinks about the relationship between teacher and student. If he can protect you, he will protect you and he won't care too much if necessary. If he doesn't trust you anymore, do you think he'll be soft-hearted? Those who achieve great things should abandon feelings their privacy. You've been following him for years, and you haven't learned a thing!"

This was the first time Chongzi heard him say these disrespectful words to his teacher, but every sentence he said was for his sake. Chongzi forced a smile, "I was born with a demonic aura. Shishu sees what great things I can do but I have no ambition."

Mu Yu sighed helplessly, "You..."

Chongzi looked at him with bloodshot eyes, "I was the one who failed to live up to my expectations and disappointed Shishu"

Mu Yu hugged him, "Forget it, Shishu is disappointed in you but I won't be angry with you."

As the first disciple of Nanhua, with such a great reputation, what was so good about him that he had to protect her like this? Chongzi buried his face in his arms, and his heart felt warm for a while.

Suddenly a disciple came with a sword, looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Shishu Mu, the Headmaster is looking for you."

Mu Yu hurriedly sent him to the bottom of Zizhu Peak, and left with a sword.

Sending him off, Chongzi silently stood at the edge of the cliff, contemplating.

"With Master here, no one will bully you." His trust has always been limited, not that he doesn't understand, but some feelings can't be returned. He tried several times to dispel the delusions, but in the end, he fell deeper and became more fearful. Since nothing came of it, it was better to accept fate and choose to become a shadow.

How much could you ask from someone who has a heart for commoners? He just wanted to be with her in peace.

Just now to test Mu Yu. It is also difficult to judge how true the story of the remnant of the magic sword soul is. Chongzi is confused, and plans to return to Chonghua Palace to ask Luo Yinfan. When he turned around, he found someone standing not far away.

The white robe was embedded between the purple and black bamboo stalks, no longer cheerful and dashing and unrestrained, and his handsome face was expressionless.

Chongzi felt ashamed and guilty, and lowered his head silently. She walked slowly towards him without saying a word. 

Chongzi almost wanted to step back, not to mention meeting his eyes.

After being persecuted and sent to Kunlun, everyone is entangled in the facts of right and wrong. Only he believed in her unconditionally and publicly defended her. She fell into the hands of His Highness the Demon Lord and she sacrificed her life to save him, and was running around before her wounds healed. Such a person who treated him sincerely, but he couldn't reciprocate his feelings.

That's wrong, people who should love don't love, and people who shouldn't love love to the core. It's his own fault. Secrets that cannot be seen are always hidden, and can never be revealed.

"I await your explanation."

Chong Zi fell silent.

"It is good to give up the body and never get married." Zhuo Hao said calmly, slightly ridiculing himself, "Now you don't even want to say a word to me."

How did he know? Chongzi was embarrassed. He said these things at that time, not for him, but just to block Yu Du and others from getting the opportunity to stay in Nanhua, but he didn't expect it to spread. The dignified Young Master of Qinghua palace, if he were to make such a decision in exchange for two marriage proposals, he would not come face to face with him if it hurt him to this extent.

"Is it because of the natural demonic aura reason? I should have understood it before, but I'm still confused. I did it only because I was afraid that you would suffer more if you stayed in Nanhua a little longer. So I made a special trip to ask my father and wanted to pick you up more the beginning. But who would have thought that in the end, it was my wishful thinking. You don't want to get married and refuse to get married for the rest of your life. It turns out that I am so annoying to your heart."

"No! I don't..."

In the end, he was still young and arrogant, and his pride could not be lowered. Zhuo Hao interrupted him lightly, "Forget it, if you don't have the intention of it then I don't have to do it. I might just bore you twice, from now on you can rest assured that I won't bother you again."

It was useless to explain at this point, Chongzi bit his lip tightly.

Zhuo Hao said, "I have nothing more to say. What are you doing standing here?"

"Sorry." After saying these words, Chongzi lowered his head and left.

As soon as he took a step, his hands clasped tightly.

"What is the reason you hate me so much?" His handsome face was deathly pale, ignoring his last demeanor, after all, he was irresistible in the end.

"No, I don't hate you."

"Then why don't you agree?"

His arm was almost broken, Chongzi endured the pain, "Brother Zhuo!"

Realizing that he was too excited, Zhuo Hao let go of his hand and suddenly said, "You... do you have someone you like?"

Chongzi did not answer.

"You don't want to go to Qinghua, because of this?" Zhuo Hao sneered and lifted his chin. "If you want to live quietly, you must tell me who he is. How much better than me or let me understand."

Who's this? Chongzi turned his face and avoided his gaze, "No, no."

There were so many girls around Zhuo Hao, how could he not understand their reactions, he said coldly, "Qin Ke?" His eyes, "No, no."

"I don't want to leave Nanhua myself." Chongzi looked at him. "Brother Zhuo is good to me, I will remember it for the rest of my life. Live according to your heart, you can blame me, it has nothing to do with other people."

Zhuo Hao stared at him for a while and said, "It's not him."

Chongzi broke free from his hands and left.

"Is it Mu Yu?" Zhuo Hao's voice came from behind.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chongzi stopped in surprise.

Seeing that she was so close to Mu Yu, Zhuo Hao was already suspicious, but when he saw this, he was even more certain, both angry and disbelieving, “I won't be married for the rest of my life, so that's what happened. fall in love with her! Impossible!"

Unexpectedly, he was implicated in Mu Yu. If this word were to spread, there would definitely be a big incident. Chongzi worriedly said, "I said it has nothing to do with other people. Don't guess at random!"

Zhuo Hao took two quick steps to hug her, barely controlling his emotions, and said softly, "Get rid of this thought as soon as possible, and stop obsessing over it. Otherwise, it would be a big mistake."

Chongzi was too lazy to say, "As you wish!"

"Are you stupid? Tell Your Highness and Headmaster that you don't want to live anymore!" Zhuo Hao said angrily: "Mu Yu and His Royal Highness are of the same generation. It is against common sense that you are uncle and nephew. Do you know that this is incest!"

Chongzi's face immediately turned pale, and his whole body stiffened.

The last word stabbed into his heart like a sharp sword. His days of trying to escape became meaningless. Even if those filthy thoughts were hidden deep within their hearts, they couldn't change the fact that they undermined ethics. He's just deluding himself. Zhuo Hao guessed wrong, but he was right, what he likes is not his uncle Mu Yu, but his own teacher!

I don't want to end up like Yin Shuixian, and I don't want to be rejected by him.

"No! You are talking nonsense!"

"Enough!" Zhuo Hao pulled her into his arms forcefully, and said bitterly: "Forget about her, don't think about those impossible things. The last time you said those words to me, were you kidding me!"

"Let go, let me go." In an instant, a frightened expression appeared in his large dark eyes.

"I won't let go, so what!" Zhuo Hao sneered, lowered his head and kissed him.

A warm breath was on his face, and the nightmares of the past few days flashed through his mind. The hopelessness and helplessness of the past quickly drowned his sanity. Chongzi trembled, as if he didn't hear his words, he turned his face to avoid it, pushed him and stepped on it.

"If you touch me again then I will kill you!" the muttering voice was low and cold, "I will kill you..."

The naturally demonic aura suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere grew tense and cold.

Zhuo Hao was surprised because Chongzi quickly turned irritable. Where could he hear the trouble in his words? He only felt that he was close to Mu Yu and rejected him. "Haha...I'll let you kill me!"

The tighter he hugged, the more excited Chongzi was, and he almost struggled with all his strength. Although Zhuo Hao was angry, he was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't dare to use too much force. ——

"Young Master Zhuo Hao."

A faint sound, like a cloud passing through the bamboo, could not be distinguished between joy and anger.

The two of them entangled returned to their senses at the same time, and the suffocation around him completely disappeared.

In front of him, Zhuo Hao didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and slowly released his hand and bowed, "Junior has seen His Royal Highness."

Luo Yinfan frowned and said nothing.

If someone was being rude to his disciple, how could his master not be angry? If he didn't punish him on the spot, it would be because he was still looking at Qinghua's face. Zhuo Hao paused for a moment and explained, "I just wanted to ask little sister Chongzi, but I was impatient, so I was rude. I hope little sister doesn't take it to heart."

Realizing that he was out of control, Chongzi was shocked and angry and quickly stepped aside.

Luo Yinfan said lightly: "When you're done asking, come back."

Zhuo Hao didn't move, just stared at Chongzi.

Luo Yinfan ignored him, turned around and walked up the stairs. Chongzi didn't say anything, and followed with his head down.

Watching him leave, Zhuo Hao gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help swiping his palms. The two-foot stone on the edge of the cliff immediately disappeared with the wind, the purple bamboo around it broke, and the clouds and mist scattered outside the cliff.

Min Suqiu came to Yujian and shouted, "Brother Zhuo Hao stop it. Your Highness will be angry!"

Zhuo Hao did not answer.

"I already thought you were here," Min Suqiu grabbed his arm and said softly, "I also heard it from my grandfather. Those words weren't necessarily what he said. You treated him so well, how could he..."

"Why isn't that true?" Zhuo Hao sneered and left with a flick of his sleeve, "He doesn't care about me, and I, Zhuo Hao, don't necessarily want him."

"Brother Zhuo Hao!" Min Suqiu chased after him

The wind moves the sky, white as clouds and smoke, floating in the dust, showing a color that is more beautiful than snow. The steps are unhurried and slow.

Master and disciple don't have swords and walk on foot.

Walking into the main hall of Chonghua Palace, Luo Yinfan sat down at the table.

Just now, Chongzi couldn't control his suffocating anger, Chongzi had always been restless, and he was even more afraid that he would also misunderstand Zhuo Hao's words and hurt Mu Yu, so he hesitated and stepped forward, "Master."

Just as he was about to kneel down, an invisible force lifted him up.

Luo Yinfan gestured that he didn't need to say, "I already know."

Seeing that he didn't mean to blame, Chongzi breathed a sigh of relief, and stood far away on the other side of the bookshelf, sorting out his pen holder, books and other items.

Nobody said anything, as usual, each went his own way.

The night is getting darker, and the pearl is shining.

The tabletops were cleared, the books neatly arranged, the pens in the pens washed, the tea in the cups freshly replaced, the ink in the inkstones fragrant, and everything in the hall was in its rightful place.

A slender figure appeared at the door, holding a basin filled with water in both hands, his face was slightly pale, and there was a hint of sweat on his smooth forehead.

Luo Yinfan raised his face, saw this scene by accident, and was stunned.

Everything I saw in the past appeared.

Pouring tea and water, washing pen and ink, cutting paper and handing over books, after all the calculations, since entering the hall, a pair of ordinary hands have no spare time. Different colors of ink, different paper, not even he himself knew where they had been placed. Over the years, day after day, she had only silently accompanied him by his side.

If he was someone else, who became his apprentice, he would become famous all over the world, but he couldn't learn magic techniques, and didn't have the honor and status he deserved, instead, he was injured again and again.

If he wasn't like this, he wouldn't feel guilty.

The Zizhu Peak bloodline technique was the most famous in Nanhua and even in the entire Immortal Sect, and no one had ever passed it on.

Luo Yinfan's mood was complicated and he couldn't help but sigh.

His perseverance made him unbearable, not to mention that the Zizhu Peak was not suitable for many people at this time.

Forget it, I'd better wait until I can practice the Heart Mirror Technique in the future and dispel the demonic aura for her, and then pass on the technique . Perhaps this was fated, and Luo Yinfan could only accept one disciple.

Chongzi felt his gaze, moved his heart, put down the water basin, turned around and said, "This disciple has something I want to ask Master."

Luo Yinfan nodded and motioned for him to speak.

Chongzi was silent for a moment, and said, "Uncle, is he really helpless? He sacrificed himself for the sword. Not even a single soul can be taken back?"

Luo Yinfan's eyes moved slightly, stared at him for a long time, and said, "Knowing that the Sword Demon cannot be kept, but also willing to host and prevent the sword from becoming a disaster to the world, Chu Bufu is not only worthy of Changsheng Palace, but worthy of for the Immortal Gate, and worthy of the common people. Therefore, with this end, since he has fully realized his enlightenment. You don't need to feel sad. Do you understand?"

"Chongzi understands, but I don't know how the refining of the magic sword is?"

"Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Chongzi lowered his eyes. "That was the price Uncle paid with his life. I want to...go and see."

"Teacher and Headmaster have their own reasons. Purification is near, you shouldn't leave at this time," Luo Yinfan said lightly, his face unchanged, "It's getting late. Get some sleep."

Chongzi had no reason to stay the way he was before, so he had to leave.

"You don't need to rush to practice these days, get more rest."

"Yes."

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