Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 690 Hatred and Warmth

The pitter patter.

The continuous spring rain falls from the sky like broken beads, nourishing the black knot bamboo, a specialty of Dazhu Peak.

Dazhu Peak, among the seven branches of the Qingyun Sect, has always been famous for its sparse population. In the hands of Tian Buyi and his wife, the first of this generation, they recruited even fewer disciples.

There are seven disciples under the sect, one daughter, Tian Linger, and Tian Buyi and his wife, so there are only ten people.

Before you know it, another year has passed.

The entire Dazhu Peak was shrouded in mist, buildings one after another disappeared, and everything was so peaceful.

At this time, in a relatively remote corner of Dazhu Peak.

A small courtyard.

It was already getting late, and most of Tian Buyi's disciples had already gone to bed, except for the youngest seventh disciple, Zhang Xiaofan, who had yet to fall into a sweet dream.

In the room, a dim oil lamp was lit, illuminating the entire monastery. Zhang Xiaofan sat there alone. Next to him, there was a fire stick that was more than one foot tall.

No, it can no longer be called burning fire sticks.

This treasure is forged from blood-thirsty beads and soul-eating iron. Zhang Xiaofan gave it a nice name: Soul-Eating!

The power of the soul-eating rod is definitely not inferior to that of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, it is even more powerful.

A few months ago, the public trial on Qingyun Sect's Tongtian Peak ended, although thanks to a letter from the Seven Nights Demon Lord, the truth of that year was revealed.

Zhang Xiaofan did not secretly learn the Prajna of the Great Brahma from Tianyin Temple, nor was he a spy sent by the devil; but some barriers had arisen, but they were not easy to eliminate.

Many fellow apprentices, including Zhang Xiaofan's master and his wife, deep down in their hearts, originally looked down on Zhang Xiaofan, but gradually became wary of him.

No one knows whether this disciple, who is the head of Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect, will leak the secrets of Qingyun Sect to Tianyin Temple.

Even though everyone in the world already knows that the murder in Caomiao Village was committed by Pu Zhi, Zhang Xiaofan is willing to die to keep the secret of his first master Pu Zhi. This relationship between master and disciple is deeper than that of Tian Buyi. many.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan, who was already withdrawn, now has almost no one to talk to in the entire Qingyun Sect, except for his friends Zeng Shushu and Senior Sister Ling'er.

"Why? Why on earth is this?"

Standing in front of the dim light, Zhang Xiaofan tightly grasped the soul-devouring rod with one hand, feeling a refreshing feeling coming from the soul-eating rod.

There were words in his mouth and he kept mumbling.

He is stupid, but not a fool.

During this time, Zhang Xiaofan's sensitive self-esteem felt the caution and vigilance towards him from his fellow disciples.

"What on earth have I done wrong to deserve everything I am experiencing now!" He looked up to the sky and cried out sadly, and inexorable sadness surged up on Zhang Xiaofan's dull face.

For a moment, a more ferocious look was faintly visible!

Countless times, Zhang Xiaofan wanted to use his soul-eating power to tear everything in front of him into pieces.

Unresolvable hatred and resentment accumulated in my heart.

What is wrong with him in this life? Is it because of his own birth?

The first master in his life actually killed all his enemies; the second master never thought highly of himself. Except for Senior Sister Ling'er and Zeng Shushu, even Lin Jingyu, a brother who grew up together, deliberately distanced himself from him.

Just because, after Qi Hao's death, he has become the heir of Longshou Peak and needs to keep a distance from himself, a spy of Tianyin Temple, or at least a former spy of Tianyin Temple!
  boom!
  The hatred accumulated in his heart continued to rise. Zhang Xiaofan could hardly control himself and wished he could use the soul-eating rod to sweep away everything right now.

Just when he was about to lose control completely, a sudden wave of peace came from the other hand, causing Zhang Xiaofan, who was on the verge of going berserk and losing control, to temporarily calm down.

In Zhang Xiaofan's wide sleeves, there is actually a simple seal hidden. There are no unnecessary decorations and no exaggerated patterns at all. It is just a very ordinary seal. However, compared with this seal, there is no other seal in the world. Seals carved from jade are nothing but a big joke.

At the bottom of the seal, there is a pattern that no one can understand, exuding the majesty of a king over the world.

call!
  Under the power from the seal, Zhang Xiaofan's mind returned to calmness again. There was a bit of fear on his plain face, and he looked at his cuffs thoughtfully.

More than a month ago, this seal suddenly fell from the sky and fell into his hands.

For some unknown reason, Zhang Xiaofan did not tell his master and his wife about this matter, but kept it by his side silently.

In recent times, whenever Zhang Xiaofan was in danger of becoming a demon under the influence of the Soul-Eating Rod and everything he had suffered, he was resolved by this seal.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan!"

From outside Zhang Xiaofan's small courtyard, a charming and sweet voice suddenly came. Even the continuous rain could not cover up the voice.

On the contrary, it makes the sound crisper and more pleasant.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Xiaofan's face warmed up, and joy appeared on his dull face. He looked out the door and said, "Senior Sister Ling'er."

Bang!

Tian Linger was used to being wild, so she trotted all the way to Zhang Xiaofan's room, pushed open the door, and ran to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Xiaofan," Tian Linger took one of Zhang Xiaofan's hands affectionately and said without any barriers, "it's getting late, why don't you cook? I'm going to starve to death."

As he said that, a pitiful look appeared on that delicate and pretty face.

Hearing Tian Linger's words, Zhang Xiaofan felt warm in his heart.

Since the Tongtian Peak incident, he is no longer in charge of the kitchen, but has been replaced by Sixth Senior Brother Du Bishu.

"Senior Sister Linger." Zhang Xiaofan was pulled by Tian Linger and ran all the way out the door. As he ran, he asked, "Isn't there a sixth senior brother?"

"What he does is not as good as yours, not even half as good as yours." Tian Linger replied crisply.

"But the master said he won't let me cook." Zhang Xiaofan said hesitantly.

Tian Linger said indifferently: "Never mind, I am used to the good food you cook, so I don't want to eat the food made by the sixth brother. I will never change it in my life."

"If my father is blamed, I will shoulder the responsibility for you at worst."

In the dense rain curtain, the woman's charming words and the boy's dry tone echoed through the dense bamboo forest.

Not long after, Tian Linger took Zhang Xiaofan all the way to the kitchen and personally cooked the dishes for Zhang Xiaofan.

Outside, rain poured down, echoing between heaven and earth, but in this narrow kitchen, there was only the crackling sound of firewood being lit.

The warm flame dissipated some of the coldness brought by the rainy day, and the close company of his beloved Senior Sister Ling'er also resolved a lot of the hatred and anger accumulated in Zhang Xiaofan's heart.

(End of this chapter)