Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 159: I can’t help myself
.., travel to the end of the world
Xiang Hai didn’t die in Wuhai or Xiufeng, but he felt like he was going to die in Cangyu!
He is really heartbroken!
He was silent along the way, while the other disciples were talking and laughing, and competing to see whose mount could fly the fastest.
He didn't. His eyes were dull and he didn't even dare to look, because in front of him, the disciple Brother Sha who had entered the house was having a heated conversation with Yan Junxi.
I don’t know when, this junior sister who loves to cling to him seems to be out of his reach!
It even became an obstacle for him, causing him to be suppressed by the disciples who broke into the house!
Investment is just for the disciples who follow the master to get more opportunities for guidance. If they are unable to be promoted to direct successors, waiting for the master to take over the leadership of a certain mountain peak, or enter the elders' house, it seems that the disciples who have entered the house are different from the inner disciples. There is no difference between disciples.
However, the people in charge of the outer gate are all disciples who broke into the house!
If you become the leader of the outer sect, you can still be promoted to the master of the inner sect, although your future will come to an end after that. But not to mention the inner sect, even the leader of the outer sect can take enough care of future generations. For ordinary families in the secular world, he is already a big shot that is out of reach.
Xiang Hai's ideal is to become a disciple of the family, and then manage an outer hall. When the Xiang family members come in again, he can take good care of them.
But now he feels that this is not his ideal, but the Xiang family's ideal!
His ideal is actually to keep climbing up, to enter the house, to be the direct descendant, to be the master of the pavilion, to be the leader, to the elders' house and finally to the end of the world!
Who doesn’t want to?
But how many monks can make it this far?
He knows that there are no less than a thousand disciples in the inner sect and no less than ten thousand disciples in the outer sect. Who is not sharpening his head to get better? Who wants to lag behind others? But what can we do if the facts are not what we want?
"If I had accepted Zhang Tianliu's suggestion, would the current situation have been different?"
Xiang Hai’s mentality of struggling in confusion comes from this!
If he had not met Zhang Tianliu, he might be satisfied with the status quo.
Not everyone can enter the inner door.
But it was too late.
He has no connections, influence, cultivation, or power, and it is impossible to have them in the future if this continues.
If he had agreed to it, he would have had connections, and perhaps he would have been valued by the Master of Si Li Pavilion.
The Si Li Pavilion is one of the most relaxed cabinets. It only happens during festivals. There is a lot of time on weekdays and there is very little competition. It's just that the Sili Pavilion belongs to the Wangsun family of the Cangyu sect. It is impossible for him, a foreigner, to be the master of the pavilion, but he can easily become a disciple. If he becomes a son-in-law, his future will be even more unlimited.
But because he didn’t want to be controlled by Zhang Tianliu and because of Yanjun Xi, he gave up!
In just over a year, connections and women have left one after another.
He seems to have seen his future. At best, he will be just a handyman disciple in various halls of the inner sect. When he gets old, he may go to guard the medicine garden, or he may go to guard the Earth Fire Cave, or he may be transferred to a certain Cangyu Inn. Shopkeeper.
A lifetime of inaction.
Perhaps even worse, he may not be able to come back alive after this trip!
Although, when he arrived at Jiuge, after half a day of investigation, he found out that the situation was not at its worst. It only happened because of a fan.
The deaths of the two inner disciples were discovered as early as when they passed by the foot of Yanyang Mountain.
The bent fine iron sword made by the Cangyu Sect, the burned remains of the half-wing cloak, and some people killed by Liuying Sword Technique are enough to prove that when they fought, they affected someone who was retreating in Yanyang Mountain. The master, so he killed him.
Otherwise, it is impossible for the half-wing cloak to return to this level. The iron feathers have melted. It is definitely a strength only possessed by strong people in the middle and late stages of Guizhen. They must also be proficient in flame magic, and Yanyang Mountain is the best place to practice this method. Good place.
It is common to offend others. It is most taboo to offend others when you go out for a walk. It is best not to offend even a beggar.
How many simple ones can practice in the Fire Cave of Yanyang Mountain?
Which of the mansions of the wealthy families in Jiuge City does not have a group of guardians?
However, the disciples of the four major sects do not have this sentiment and think that the Eighth Awakening can walk sideways in the secular world. However, they do not know that even if they return to their true nature, they would not dare to be so rampant. This is not the ancient times.
Rogue cultivators have appeared in the world since the beginning of the Human Emperor, and some are even descendants of ancient immortal sects. Even Yingtian would avoid such people when he sees them, let alone you, who is just Bajue.
They came in great numbers, but no one was willing to go back.
Nine songs!
Holy land on earth!
Needless to say, the male disciples all ran away from Xiaotangwan.
The female disciples went to appreciate the scenery of Jiuge and go shopping.
As for the disciples who broke into the room, Senior Brother Sha and Junior Sister Yan, it seems that they have not left Cangyu Inn at all.
As for continuing the investigation, what a joke.
The information we have now is enough to go back and report. The remaining matters are decided by the pavilion master. They can't deal with the Zuo family and the hermits of Yanyang Mountain. If they don't take the opportunity to have fun, wouldn't their trip be in vain?
Not only did they play, but they also asked Xiang Hai for money.
Who knows that he is a local man, and these disciples have little money.
Monks don’t need much money to begin with.
A dozen gold is enough to live for a year in this world, but it is not enough for one night in Xiaotangwan, which is the minimum consumption.
If you want to play like Zhang Tianliu, don’t touch it if you don’t have a lot of money!
Xiang Hai has deep resentment, but he has no choice but to do so, but the Xiang family is overjoyed. They thought that giving this money away would help Xiang Hai live better in the Cangyu sect, but little did he know that it was just a waste of money. .
At night the next day, Xiang Hai was pushed by his father to go to Xiaotangwan with his brothers and chartered a large boat for them. There were more than thirty girls, young and charming, plump and thin, everything they wanted.
Xiang Hai was not interested at all. After a few bottles of wine, he left drunkenly.
But when passing by the street of Cangyu Inn, I actually saw Yan Junxi coming back talking and laughing with several female disciples.
Xiang Hai dismissed it, but Yan Junxi separated from the girls and chased after him.
"Senior brother."
"What's the matter?" Although Xiang Hai was drunk, his eyes were cold.
Yan Junxi did not dare to look him in the face, lowered his head and said: "Senior Brother Sha and I are also forced to do so. My family needs the support of the Sha family!"
"In other words, you will come back to me when you have the chance?"
Yan Junxi didn't know how to answer, but her eyes were red.
Xiang Hai smiled, the coldness in his eyes disappeared and turned into contempt.
"Let's say goodbye. It's best not to see each other again in the future to avoid misunderstandings."
Yan Junxi's delicate body trembled, and she choked with sobs as she held the sword box behind her in her hands, handed it to Xiang Hai and said, "I am not worthy of using my senior brother's sword."
The Silver Sword is a sword that has been passed down by the Xiang family for three hundred years. It was because of this sword that Xiang Hai learned the Liuying Sword.
"Sell it if you don't want it."
Xiang Hai turned around and left, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. His tears could not stop flowing like the woman behind him.
I can’t help myself.
As a child of an aristocratic family, he actually understood Yan Yunxi, who was also a child of an aristocratic family, but he understood, so why should he accept it?
I have accepted the arrangement of my family. Don’t offend anyone. Work hard and cultivate in the sect. Your diligence will be valued by the superiors. It doesn’t matter how high you climb, as long as you can protect Xiang who joins the Cangyu sect in the future. Just the children of the family.
Bless!
What a nice word. As an inner disciple, he can actually take care of her.
But he didn’t want anyone from the Xiang family to come in and let them know how downcast he was in the Cangyu Sect and that he had a love history that he couldn’t bear to look back on!
When he returned home, he ignored his father's unexpected look and did not give him a chance to speak. Xiang Hai smiled and said: "Dad, take good care of my senior brothers. I will go out. If they return to Cangming Peak, ask I just said that I would go into seclusion to practice Jiujue and let them go back first."
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