Empress Zhongyou and the sect leader have been married for many years. Putting aside the differences of family status, the Tianxi Sword Sect has been passed down through generations, and all the ancestors have died.
In those years when the demonic power flourished across the world, Tianxi Sword Sect was not as profound as Taixuan Sect and Cangwu Palace.
Although a genius swordsman was born out of nowhere, the power of one person was still too weak after all.
Back then, the Zhongyou Dynasty was able to remain undefeated in a desperate era where demons were rampant, which showed its strength.
Empress Zhongyou married Tianxi at that time, which was a real marriage. At that time, Bailiyu was not the master of swords in the world. Looking at Tianxi Sword Sect, it was at best a second-rate force among the immortal sects.
Even though he used the Dao Star to enter his soul and ignited the Sword and Stone Tianshan, and his future was promising, in such a turbulent era, it was normal for geniuses to die young.
Emperor Taiyin was not optimistic about this marriage from the beginning, and he was even more picky about Bailiyu and disliked it in every possible way.
However, Empress Zhongyou insisted on going her own way and insisted on marrying into the Tianxi Sword Sect, thus breaking up with her father, Emperor Taiyin.
The Taiyin Emperor is in charge of Netherworld, also known as the Taishan Mansion Lord.
The Zhongyou Dynasty was founded by Ying Ji. She was the first empress of the Zhongyou Dynasty. After breaking up with her father, the Netherworld completely cut off all contact with the Zhongyou Imperial City.
Master Tianxi never thought that one day she would be able to leave him so decisively, resolutely leaving Tianxi and returning to Zhongyou without knowing her way back.
I thought it was just a moment of anger and she would come back when she calmed down.
After all, he knew that although Ying Ji was strong-tempered and proud, she might be able to give up the entire world, but she would never give up her own child.
After all, during the years when she was married to Tianxi, as an empress, she often returned to Zhongyou to preside over government affairs, but she would not return to Tianxi for more than three months at most. She was always worried about her children.
Only this time it was a little different.
March followed March, and from the beginning to the end of the year, the sect leader did not wait for her return date, but instead waited for shocking news.
The two great Yin kings of the Zhongyou Dynasty subverted the government and led a large number of troops to rebel. The empress Ying Ji returned to the court and put an end to the chaos in June. They finally killed the two Yin kings with their swords and made all spirits surrender and worship with thunderous means.
At this point, only four of the six Yin Kings in Zhongyou remain.
This should be considered good news.
But then news came that during the war, the empress was seriously injured and her life was in danger, and the whole dynasty was surrounded like an iron barrel.
After learning the news, the sect master crossed the mountains and rivers with his sword overnight and rushed to the Zhongyou Dynasty, but was intercepted outside the city gate by the four Yin Kings.
In Yun Rong's memory, the sect master was a person who never bowed his head to submission, but despite being treated so coldly, he was able to stay outside the snowy and gloomy Suzaku City for nine days without looking back.
He was never able to see his seriously injured wife. On the tenth day, Bailiyu returned to the mountain with his sword and came to Dongli Xiaozhu to take his youngest son to Zhongyou.
Ying Ji might be able to be cruel and avoid seeing him, but she definitely has no determination to shut out her own flesh and blood.
The news that Empress Zhongyou was seriously injured and in critical condition had already spread throughout Tianxi, so it was impossible for Dongli Xiaozhu to have no news at all.
In a hurry, Bailiyu's hair crown was slanted outwards and his hair was messy. He had long lost his usual graceful demeanor, and his face was even more flustered and pale than ever before.
When he rushed to Dongli Xiaozhu, he saw the youngest son holding a book in his hand and studying calmly and seriously, no different from ordinary people.
Bailiyu suddenly felt angry secretly in his heart. Ying Ji's life was hanging by a thread at the moment, she was seriously injured and dying. As a son of a human being, it didn't matter that she didn't have any worries, but she was still so calm. Such a cold heart was really disappointing.
Seeing Bailiyu, the little boy put down the book in his hand and bowed to him politely: "Father."
Yun Rong clearly saw a trace of suppressed violence in the eyes of the sect leader, and said in a cold voice: "Follow me to Zhongyou to see your mother."
Yun Rong quietly looked at the young master whom he had not seen for two years. His features were as childish as before, but his big black and white eyes were a little more restrained and calm that people of his age should not have.
He raised his head and glanced at his father, who was in disheveled clothes and showing anger, then lowered his head and said, "Father, I don't want to go."
Seeing the sect leader's face slowly darkening, Yun Rong's eyelids twitched and something bad suddenly occurred to him.
really……
"Pah!" A loud and crisp slap in the face.
The young master fell to the ground, the corners of his lips were cracked, and his tender cheeks were immediately red and swollen with five eye-catching fingerprints.
The sect leader was furious and pointed at him sharply, his eyes filled with dark clouds: "I shouldn't have given birth to a little beast like you in the first place!"
After saying that, the sect master waved his sleeves and left.
Yun Rong was about to go over and help the little guy up, but he got up from the ground with a calm face, without crying or making a fuss. He patted the dust off the little coat and continued to read.
This is really not how a six-year-old child should behave.
Yun Rong saw strands of bright red blood oozing from his nose, dripping into beads and falling on the pages of the book. He carefully wiped the book clean, took cold water and patted the back of his neck gently.
Although the sect leader's slap did not use spiritual power, it was not a light blow.
I thought he would cry secretly like Yu Han under the bridge, but the little guy didn't care at all.
Seeing this, Yun Rong said nothing more and covered the doors and windows for him when he went out.
The sect leader thought that the young master's behavior was hard-hearted, but Yun Rong understood that this was not the case.
On the day when Empress Ying Ji left, he hid under the Yuhan Bridge and cried loudly, but he never asked her why she left Baituo Mountain.
Because he has known for a long time that his mother's days are numbered.
Although the Zhongyou Yin King is strong, Ying Ji is the first empress who founded the dynasty. In terms of cultivation, even the six Yin Kings combined are definitely no match for her.
Although the battle of the rebellion was brutal, it did not leave her seriously injured and dying.
It was feared that Empress Ying Ji had already sensed that her end was approaching and did not want her children to see her leave the world with their own eyes, so she stayed away from Tianxi and returned to the Zhongyou Dynasty alone.
The young master seems to be taciturn, but in fact he has a hidden secret.
How could he not understand the thoughts of Empress Ying Ji? If he went to Tianxi with the sect master at this moment, I am afraid it would only make Empress Ying Ji even more sad.
Is there any child in this world who doesn't miss his mother?
The sect leader was blinded, but he felt that this child had a hard heart.
But he didn't notice that under his desk was a thick but unsent letter from home.
The sect leader must have regretted deeply what Ying Ji did that day, but he didn't know that no one would be more sad and helpless than the little guy who was alone in the small building.
After a series of bad news came out from Zhongyou Imperial City, good news finally came.
The Taiyin Emperor of the Netherworld Mansion could not bear it after all, and used the means of many days of good fortune to consolidate and nurture the dying soul of Empress Ying Ji, and to nourish her body day and night.
As long as he does not leave the Zhongyou Dynasty, his life will not be in danger for a while.
But as a result, the relationship between Zhongyou Dynasty and Tianxi Sword Sect came to a complete stalemate.
Empress Ying Ji relied on the national destiny of Zhongyou Imperial City to continue her life and could not leave the dynasty at will. After the master learned that she was fine, although he was relieved, he could not save his face to take his son to Zhongyou again. .
Obviously, the fact that the Four Yin Kings kept him out of the city still made him feel grudge.
Everything is stable, Yun Rong is not a person who is sad about things in the mortal world, but secretly feels sorry for the child in Dongli Xiaozhu who wants to see his mother in the future. With the strong temper of the sect master, it will be very difficult.
Time flies, and another winter brings snow to the world.
There are no travelers on the ancient bridge, and I see you again on the cold lake.
Snow fell on the white camel mountain with high mountains and long rivers, and the sky was filled with pale and rustling colors. Yun Rong did not see two little snowmen and a crying little guy under the bridge this time.
Because the little guy who cried under this bridge four years ago, this time, he didn't cry.
It is said that a good child is like a mother. Back then, Empress Ying Ji asked her to treat her young master gently if she saw him crying.
In fact, the young master, who had experienced years of ups and downs, hit the nail on the head, and he only cried once.
Even though he was hiding under the cold bridge at the moment, his body was covered in blood, his clothes and hair were messy, it looked like he had been in a fierce fight with someone, and the clothes on his body were all torn and kicked.
There was a shocking bright red gash on her fair and tender face, so deep that the bones could almost be seen.
The five fingers of his right hand resting on his knees were green and red, red and swollen like carrots. They had obviously been crushed under someone's feet.
However, looking at the injuries between his fingers, one can deduce that the bullies were probably some young children.
Otherwise, with that weight, this finger might be crushed by someone.
What's even more frightening is that one of the little guy's calf bones is abnormally bent outwards. It seems that it was broken by someone, and he tied it up with a few branches.
The shoes on her feet were nowhere to be found, her little feet were blue and red from the cold, and her ten young toes were slightly curled up and hidden in the hem of her clothes.
With that pitiful appearance, no one could believe that this was the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect and the crown prince of the Zhongyou Dynasty.
Seeing this scene, Yun Rong's heart suddenly surged, and an unreasonable anger rushed to the top of her head. There was a heavy night in her eyes.
The words she spoke were extremely soft, and she asked: "Who did it?"
The young master held a small coffin in his arms. The Yin Qi in the coffin was raging and restless. It was constantly shaking as if it was about to break out of the coffin in extreme anger.
Yun Rong remembered that the little ghost in the small coffin was the secret technique of the Zhongyou Dynasty. Empress Ying Ji did not leave the Tianxi Sword Sect without any reservations.
When she left, she was worried that her youngest son would be bullied on the White Camel Mountain and would not be able to protect himself, so she left the little devil with him.
Seeing the resentment in the little coffin, Yun Rong could only think that the kid had lost the suppression and restraint of Empress Ying Ji and began to bite the young master, leaving him in such a miserable state.
She frowned, her fingertips ignited with sword fire, and she was about to touch the small coffin.
Unexpectedly, the young master in front of him lowered his eyes, glanced calmly at the coffin surface, and actually said to the coffin in a teaching tone: "Shou, if you don't obey me again, I won't let you go." is you."
The little devil who was full of resentment and looked like an evil spirit suddenly became calm and well-behaved, and a gentle murmuring sound came from the small coffin, as if he was extremely wronged.
Yun Rong was shocked and surprised.
The little guy raised his eyes, glanced at her, and said, "Today, my father took me to Lingyang Peak for a lecture. Bai Rui and a group of his followers are also there."
Lingyang Peak is where senior brother Junhe lives, and Bai Rui is the only son of Elder Bai Shu, one of the elders of Tianxi Fengjian.
Bai Rui is fourteen years old this year. He is extremely talented. He was found to have the best spiritual root at the age of seven. His future is limitless and he is deeply loved by the sect master.
It was this outstanding talent and the preference of his father and sect master that made the child develop an arrogant and arrogant temperament.
The child believed that he was the son of an elder and had extraordinary talents. He was always surrounded by some younger disciples, who cheered him on. He always looked down upon the meek-tempered young master.
Yun Rong learned several times from Junior Sister Shen Zhan that secretly Bai Rui always used the younger generation disciples in the sect to bully the young master while the sect master was away.
What seemed like arrogant and domineering behavior was actually a hidden thought. His actions were nothing more than invisibly promoting his own status and eroding the young master's weight in the minds of many disciples.
If everyone can bully this young master with mediocre qualifications, then the young master is just taking advantage of his identity.
Although Junior Sister Shen Zhan has mentioned this matter to the sect leader many times, Bai Rui is young and thoughtful, and is the best at showing off and pretending to be good in front of the sect leader.
The sect leader has always been satisfied with his qualifications and conduct, and since he is the son of an elder, he will not doubt a teenage boy without any basis.
Yun Rong was also surprised that the master of the sect was as strict as a devil to his own children, but he indulged and doted on other people's children in every possible way, and he had no doubts about it.
What's the point of this?
Over time, it became normal for Bai Rui to bully the young master.
The young master's temperament is very similar to that of his mother. Even if his teeth are broken and blood is swallowed, he will not complain to his father.
He was young and matured early, but he understood the truth that junior sister Shen Zhan couldn't understand.
Even if he said this to his lord, the lord would only reprimand him for being a coward.
Bai Rui is also a little fox. He is very popular among the sect. He never bullies others and only picks the young master to bully.
In this way, in the mind of the sect master, it is natural to form the idea that if he is domineering, why does he not bully others? If he only bullies you, it must be because you have not done enough, and you should reflect on yourself instead of suing others for no reason.
Yun Rong picked up a handful of cool river water, wetted it with an embroidered handkerchief, then steamed it with spiritual power to warm it, and gently wiped the blood and dirt on his face.
She was careful to avoid the cuts on his face.
This hand was really cruel, the wounds were made by using a blunt edge to cut through the flesh, and there was still dirt and rust rotten into the flesh.
He was afraid that he would be trampled under his feet, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as others scratched his face.
Yun Rong's pair of autumn-cut eyes slowly darkened, and there was a boiling sword intent inside. She said warmly: "Did Bai Rui and the others hurt you like this?"
The little guy narrowed his eyes and let her wipe his cheek gently, so sensible that it made people feel heartbroken.
He said: "While Senior Brother was away, Bai Rui said that doing homework was too boring, so he asked his disciples to bring out the two spirit dogs he had raised, and then sent someone to call the senior sisters outside the outer sect to go up the mountain, saying that I want to refer to the schoolwork of the teachers and sisters."
Yun Rong also found out today that the elder's son actually had the evil habit of letting dogs hurt people.
Disciples outside the outer sect can only be registered disciples.
Most of the registered disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect were children who came from poor families who did not have enough to eat, and were not fully accepted into the Tianxi Sword Sect.
He just does some hard labor for those outer disciples, and his status is so humble that people can't even remember his name.
The spirit dog raised by Bai Rui has the blood of monsters in its body. It was a birthday gift given to him by Elder Bai Zhu when he was ten years old. However, after four years of raising it, it has become as big as a horse. Not only does it have a large appetite, but it also has a bad temper. Cruel and tight.
Those registered disciples practiced some superficial qi-refining techniques, which were only slightly better than ordinary mortal warriors.
The young master is talking about the senior sisters. They are all helpless female disciples. How can they withstand the two bites of the spiritual dog?
Bai Rui is so courageous that he dares to be so presumptuous on the top of his senior brother's peak!
The young master continued: "He let the dogs bite people, and the hands and feet of many senior sisters were bitten to pieces."
Yun Rong looked at the little guy steadily: "So you asked him to stop, and that's why you pissed him off?"
The little guy shook his head, with a calm face, and said shockingly: "I killed his dog."
