There was nothing wrong with Zhu Yinuo's brain, and he was even a little smart. However, when people are too sad, they will inevitably lose their sense of proportion. But after the matter was explained, he sobered up.
But once I woke up, some things became clear to me.
The master is his disciple. When the master enters the Forbidden City, no one can stop him. Even Thunder Niu loses his fighting power in an instant. So what should the master's cultivation be like?
Maybe the master is indeed not as good as Zhong Xihou, but in a life-and-death fight, the master can really only use one sword to slightly hurt this man from the West?
"Master, didn't you use your true skills to kill Zhong Xihou?"
Zhu Yinuo's eyes were empty and unbelievable. But the old master nodded. In this way, Zhu Yinuo's mentality collapsed. He really understood. He understood why the master deliberately suppressed his fellow cultivator Zhong Xi.
Hou fights.
Could all this be just to tell Zhu Yinuo that the destruction of Qiyuan is not the end.
"My child, have you ever thought about avenging your master?"
Hearing this, Zhu Yinuo bent his knees, fell to the ground with a plop, and kowtowed hurriedly. The floor made a "dong-dong" sound when his forehead hit it.
Accompanied by the sound of crying, the young prince of Jinling, who was still young, said firmly: "My disciple wants to kill Zhong Xihou, my disciple wants to avenge his master, my disciple wants to kill Zhong Xihou..."
The Heavenly Master raised his hand, and Zhu Yinuo was lifted up by the warmth and stood in front of him. But the Heavenly Master's face changed at this moment, and he was no longer kind and kind as before.
"My child, you have to understand that when you practice your skills, you don't do it to kill people. When you hold the sword in your hand, you don't do it to commit evil. It was too late when Zhitu understood this truth. Everything he did before his death was just to atone for his sins."
"But, but, Master still died in the end..."
Before Zhu Yinuo could finish his words, the old master shook his head and then explained: "Why did Zhidu die? You may ask... is this young master your brother?"
Zhu Yinuo understood who the Heavenly Master was referring to and nodded.
The old Heavenly Master also nodded, and then continued: "The world is destined by cause and effect. If the life is gone, you should let it go. But there are always people who have unfinished things, and the same is true for knowing the way."
Hearing what the Heavenly Master said, Zhu Jiannan's face turned bitter and he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"You are not an outsider. Master doesn't ask for anything from you. As long as you have good intentions and don't bully good people, that's fine. In the future, you will follow the way of heaven and be a wise master, so that the people of this place can live and work in peace and contentment. In this way, it will be considered as yours.
Master, please repay this debt."
Zhu Yinuo's eyes were firm, but he had nothing to do with the teachings of the Heavenly Master. He heard him say: "Master, your magical power is unparalleled. You helped your disciple kill Zhong Xihou..."
"One promise!"
Before Zhu Yinuo finished speaking, an angry voice interrupted him. Looking at the sound, his elder brother, who was the crown prince, looked pale at the moment, with sunken eyes, like a living dead.
Zhu Yinuo's eyes widened, and he was really frightened by the appearance of his brother in the quilt.
Zhu Jiannan staggered over, raised his hand, and slapped Zhu Yinuo on the face. The sound of the slap was clear and crisp, and even though it was raining outside the hall, the slap still echoed in the dilapidated martial arts hall.
Zhu Yinuo was stunned, his mind was dull and blank. He never imagined that his brother, his little brother, would suddenly slap him in the face.
He turned his head and looked at his brother. His face was pale and dehumanized, and his eyes were depressed. Why was this?
"Yinuo, please remember that your master was not killed by Zhong Xihou. Your master died at the hands of Heishan's magic."
Zhu Yinuo remained silent, and Zhu Jiannan kept panting in front of him, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. But then, his breathing seemed to become difficult, and his face began to turn blue.
The old Heavenly Master couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Although it is said that everything depends on man, it is ultimately inappropriate to do something against nature."
After saying that, he raised his hand and saw no strange spells. Thunder Niu came back to his senses in an instant. Hearing the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the giant sword Wuhen was thrown to the ground by Thunder Niu.
Then Lei Niu ran to Zhu Jiannan at a fast pace. When he saw Lei Niu coming to his side, Zhu Jiannan's whole body seemed to have lost all strength, and his body collapsed in an instant. Lei Niu supported His Royal Highness, and was full of joy.
Face concerned.
"Take your master down here. If you delay any longer, you might really miss him."
Lei Niuchong nodded slightly to thank the old master, then picked up Zhu Jiannan and walked out of the martial arts hall. The giant sword Buhen, which was regarded as a sacred object in Xindu, lay quietly on the floor of the martial arts hall.
,Nobody cares.
"You dolls, please step aside too."
The Heavenly Master spoke again, and the swordsmen in green couldn't help but look at each other, and then they all looked at the boy in black. The boy in black nodded silently with tears, and took the lead to leave the martial arts hall.
Seeing the steward walking straight into the rain, these men in green clothes also flashed and disappeared.
Only Lao Tianshi and Zhu Yinuo were left in this huge martial arts hall. It was still raining outside the hall, and the rainwater that fell from the holes in the roof was also falling rapidly. The raindrops hit the floor, then splashed and fell again.
Zhu Yinuo came back to his senses, looked at the Heavenly Master with a sad face, and said with a hint of tears: "Master, why do everyone hide it from me? Why? Am I such a waste in their eyes?"
The Heavenly Master shook his head and said in a gentle tone: "Lies do not mean deception. Do those people who hide things from you have any thoughts that are harmful to you?"
Zhu Yinuo shook his head and counted them one by one. Indeed, no one had any reason to harm him.
The old Heavenly Master nodded and continued: "In that case, you may understand why they want to hide it from you?"
Zhu Yinuo still shook his head, but then he was confused and answered uncertainly: "Because I am not good at martial arts or writing, I can't help them."
After hearing the answer, the old master shook his head and stopped delving into the question. But then he asked again: "My child, what did your master teach you?"
"The true heart of the sword!"
Four words come out, the tone is silent
Than firm.
The old Tianshi was slightly startled, then he thought that Zhitu had changed Mu into Mu, and later changed his name to Kui Mulang, and he understood the reason.
The old Heavenly Master looked bitter, looked at the rotting corpse of his disciple, and shook his head again.
"Son, can you promise Master that you will serve the public all your life and live up to the law of heaven?"
Zhu Yinuo bit his lip. He knew in his heart that if he agreed, there would be great benefits. But he was unwilling to accept Zhong Xihou. He would kill him. But his brother had already said that Kui Mulang's death had nothing to do with Zhong Xihou.
Then he and Zhong Xihou had no other grudges except for the broken finger.
Thinking back, the Lord of the West once taught me how to swordsmanship.
The Heavenly Master seemed to have seen what Zhu Yinuo was thinking, and couldn't help but shook his head. This child's mind was impure after all, which was the so-called six impure roots. Perhaps it was because of this that Zhidu only taught him the way of swordsmanship, and no one else
other.
But this child is Zhitu's only disciple after all. As a master, it would be inappropriate if he really didn't show any signs of it.
"Son, whether you agree or not, Master only hopes that in the future, no matter how much suffering you suffer or how much power you hold, you will have kind thoughts. Only in this way can you live up to your status as Master.
Disciple of the Zhang family!"
Before Zhu Yinuo could ask any more questions, the old Heavenly Master raised his hand, and the loose sleeves of the Heavenly Master's robe blocked Zhu Yinuo's sight. When the sleeves passed by, what he saw in front of him was not the martial arts performance hall in the Forbidden City.
Zhu Yinuo was standing on the vast lake, with white clouds in the sky reflecting in the lake. Zhu Yinuo looked around, and although there was nothing familiar anymore, he was fortunate that the master was still in front of him.
But at this moment, the master's appearance has changed drastically. He is still wearing the robe of a heavenly master, with white beard and white hair. But his originally handsome face has become old, and his skin as delicate as a child has become as loose as chicken skin.
The master who originally looked like a white-haired boy with a long beard now really looks like a dying old man.
The master spoke, his voice was hoarse and old, and he said: "This is your state of mind. Master Ye never thought that you, a child who talks about killing and killing, is actually a good young man with a calm heart."
As the words fell, the lake began to boil and its color began to turn blood red.
The Heavenly Master couldn't help but frown, and then, a water column rose up. The water column gradually transformed into the shape of a handsome young man.
This handsome young man was wearing a Confucian shirt, holding a folding fan in his hand and shaking it gently. But no matter how he looked, he could not see clearly the face of this handsome young man.
"Master, what is this?"
The Heavenly Master helplessly shook his head and said: "My child, after all, there is still a knot in your heart that is difficult to untie. The master taught you a way today, called Mengdie. You try to untie this knot with your own ability.
Knot."
After the Heavenly Master finished speaking, the handsome young man turned on the switch like a machine beast and began to take action. The color of this handsome young master changed from red to black, and when he squeezed the folding fan in his hand, it turned into a ruler.
Then, the handsome young man shot at Zhu Yinuo like a sharp arrow, and what followed was a killing intent that filled the entire space!