Master Jingshui fell into deep thought for a while before saying, "Does it mean that Master Yun Yazi is not dead yet?"
Yun Qiyou was shocked.
Seeing her appearance, Master Jingshui explained: "Although the Wushuang Divine Sword is not a blood-refined magic weapon, there is a very powerful restriction in the Divine Sword. Once the owner dies, no matter where the sword is, it will instantly fly back to the Samsara Peak Sword."
Chi, you brought this sword back now, instead of the divine sword flying back by itself. There is a big difference. Just now, your master master ordered Gu Jianchi to call you for questioning. I guess he also thought of it.
At this level, you cannot mention this matter to anyone, otherwise there will be great disaster, do you understand?"
Of course Yun Qiyou didn't understand. He didn't know why his master suddenly issued such a strange silence order to him. Did he fly back the Wushuang Divine Sword by himself, or did he bring it back? What's the unusual relationship between this?
Master Jingshui said hoarsely: "Don't you understand? Master Yun Yazi is not dead, but the Peerless Divine Sword is in Xuan Ying's hand. What does this mean?"
Yun Qiyou's face suddenly turned pale, and he murmured: "Could it be that Master Yun's uncle..."
Don't dare to think about it. If your idea is right, it will be a very terrible thing.
Both the master and the disciple had ugly expressions on their faces, obviously they both wanted to get together.
There was another long silence.
Master Jingshui sighed deeply and did not want to worry about Yun Yazi anymore, but said: "Qiyou, do you know where you went wrong this time?"
Yun Qiyou whispered: "Disciple should not give up on the Duantian Cliff, and should not send Ye Xiaochuan to Xumi Mountain to find Xuan Ying."
Master Jingshui shook his head and said: "This is just a small problem. Your biggest mistake is that you had a romantic relationship with Ye Xiaochuan!"
Yun Qiyou suddenly raised her head and looked at her most respected master. Seeing the disappointed expression on his face, she suddenly slowly lowered her head, stood up, and knelt before Master Jingshui again.
in front of.
Master Jingshui wanted to hear Yun Qiyou's explanation, but Yun Qiyou knelt in front of her without saying anything. She was so angry that the armrest of the bamboo chair she was holding on to her palms broke into pieces with a bang.
She said sternly: "What have I taught you in the past ten years? The most taboo thing for cultivators is the relationship between men and women. You want to reach the highest peak that humans can reach, to reach the supreme realm like your uncle Yun Yazi,
If you don't have love between a man and a woman, it will only hinder your practice and make you miserable for the rest of your life!"
Master Jingshui taught her most outstanding female disciple as if she hated iron, but Yun Qiyou in front of her didn't say anything. It was obvious that she didn't take her words to heart.
She thinks she is right. Everything she does is for the benefit of her disciples. Which master would harm his disciples?
I have arranged the best life path for Yun Qiyou. A hundred years later, with Yun Qiyou's qualifications, he will become a peerless master in the crazy world. This is Yun Qiyou's destiny.
Now, Yun Qiyou is entangled in the love between her children and cannot extricate herself. This will be a great resistance to her future practice. As a master, she must not see her disciples go further and further down the wrong path.
She said word by word: "Qiyou, you are a good boy. As long as you swear that you will never get entangled with that boy Ye Xiaochuan again, I will forgive you this time."
Yun Qiyou still lowered his head and said nothing.
Master Jingshui was trembling with anger and said, "What, you don't even listen to Master now?"
Yun Qiyou seemed to have summoned all his strength and said softly: "Everything is the disciple's fault. It is the disciple's wishful thinking. It is the disciple who has disobeyed the master's teachings. I am unfilial. Please punish me severely."
After hearing what Yun Qiyou said, Master Jingshui was so angry that she could hardly breathe. She knew that her little disciple was too stubborn. Once he was determined on something, no one could pull him back, let alone emotional matters.
It has always been the most mysterious and difficult to control.
She kicked Yun Qiyou in front of her on the shoulder with such force that she almost activated all her true power in anger.
Yun Qiyou's shoulder bones shattered instantly, and with a muffled groan, she flew out, hit the bamboo door, and flew into the yard.
The female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu were shocked. Ning Xiangruo and Yang Liudi hurried forward and saw that Yun Qiyou's left shoulder bones were broken in many places and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.
Ning Xiangruo hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the bamboo house, and said: "Master, everything is the disciple's fault. As a senior sister, the disciple did not teach the junior sister well. Please punish the disciple if you want!"
Yang Liudi knelt down and said: "Master, my junior sister is still young. If you do something wrong, you can just be punished. Master, please don't be angry!"
Several other female disciples also knelt down in front of the bamboo house and begged for Yun Qiyou's mercy.
"Traitor! Rebel! Get out! I don't want to see you! Get out!"
Yang Jiu heard that Yun Qiyou was back, so he came to Yuanshui Xiaozhu with Wangcai to ask how his senior brother was doing now. As soon as he entered Yuanshui Xiaozhu, he happened to encounter Master Jingshui who was angry and saw Yun Qiyou.
After breaking through the bamboo door of the Bamboo House Jingshe and flying out, he saw Ning Xiangruo and seven or eight other female disciples kneeling at the door begging for Yun Qiyou's mercy.
Yang Jiujiu was startled, and the Wangcai in her arms was so frightened that it got into her clothes.
She turned around and ran away without saying a word. This place was too dangerous, so she had better go back and tell her master about it.
Returning to the courtyard where he lived, Yang Jiujiu said anxiously as soon as he came in: "Master, it's not good, it's not good, Uncle Jingshui beat Senior Sister Yun seriously and injured her!"
The drunk Taoist is sunbathing. The long lounge chair is specially designed for him. He can lie on it. It is very comfortable. He can take a sip of mellow wine just by raising his hand. This kind of life is what he likes the most.
Hearing what Yang Jiujiu said hastily, Zui Taoist said: "Why do you like to talk nonsense like your senior brother? Your uncle Jingshui has always loved her little disciple Yun Qiyou the most, how could you be willing to hurt her?
Go and practice your sword by yourself, and don't disturb Master while he's drinking."
Yang Jiujiu said anxiously: "Master, what I said is true! I just came from Yuanshui Xiaozhu, and now Senior Sister Ning and the others are kneeling in front of the door to beg for mercy for Senior Sister Yun!"
"babble?"
The drunk Taoist suddenly sat up from the recliner and said: "This can't really happen, right? Isn't it just abandoning the game? What's the big deal? Could it be because of Yun Qiyou and Xiaochuan..."
Thinking of this, his expression changed, and he was still a little drunk. He strode towards the door of the courtyard, but he came back after just a few steps.
He said to Yang Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, you go to Uncle Jingxuan right now. She has a very good relationship with your Uncle Jingshui. Maybe she can give her some advice. Go quickly."
