[Honghuang] Donghuang Daolu is Tongtian's apprentice

Chapter 193 Is it true or false?

The northernmost tip of the Beiming Sea is said to be a beach, but it is covered with ice fields that stretch for thousands of miles, with layers of ice fields that cannot be seen at the edge. It is covered with white snow, and the bottom is deep ice. This place has been like this for thousands of years.

Except for the many savage beasts living in this polar ice sheet, very few people will come here. Countless years of reincarnation, the alternation of the sun and the moon, this place is desolate and inhabited, and it is extremely cold. with.

Today, however, is different.

At the junction of ice and water, the demon master Kunpeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the ups and downs of the waves. The moment the water of the Beiming Sea hit the ice field on the beach, it condensed into ice, and then gradually extended into the sea. Once the tide comes in, it will wash away the ice on the surface again.

And Jiao'er was dressed in a white wide-sleeved robe, with his hair loosely loose, and gently pulled up with only a jade button. Compared with the previous vigorous and resolute appearance, he was a little more gentle. He stood on Kunpeng's right hand side.

The cold wind blows the clothes of the two of them, their hair, wide sleeves are fluttering, and the blue hair is flying. In the middle of this vast land, at a glance, there is a sense of loneliness and sadness.

"I came back before I became a teacher. After reading the memorials you corrected, I am very motivated," Kunpeng said without moving, let alone looking at him. "Not bad." He praised.

"Master has praised you, this is what a disciple should do." Hearing this, Jiao'er immediately bowed and bowed, and replied respectfully.

"Well," Kunpeng agreed slightly, and his modesty was very helpful, "I will work harder in the future." He urged.

"Yes, I would like to follow Master's instruction." Jiao'er nodded, and solemnly agreed.

"The clothes are pretty good, but," Kunpeng glanced at him, turned around and said, "Remember, you don't like this style of clothes, do you?"

"Master Yingming, it turned out that there are guests at home, yes," Jiao'er hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to tell the truth, "It's my grandmother. Because of her, my mother held a family banquet tonight, and I I changed into this suit." He explained in detail.

"Master, if I remember correctly, your grandmother should be Bai Yu." Kunpeng thought for a moment, and then matched the number, "Is she already awake?" He seemed to be muttering, and then It seems to be asking Jiao'er.

"Yes, grandma also said that it was Emperor Wa who woke her up," Jiao'er nodded.

When Kunpeng heard this, he didn't know what to think, and a sharp look quickly flashed across his eyes, but it was fleeting, and his face remained unchanged, and continued, "Since it is your grandmother, you are blood relatives, how can you say Is it a guest? Jiaoer, this is not the right thing to do." It seemed to be an accusation, but it was actually a hidden secret.

"So what about blood relatives?!" This sentence reminded Jiao'er of his scumbag father Ao Shun, and his cold-hearted grandfather Teng She, and sneered.

"Who knows what her purpose is?! The first time I came to the door, I treated her as a guest, which is to give her face!" He flicked his sleeves, and the air pressure around him dropped two hundred degrees in an instant, which was worse than the cold wind and snow. Ten times colder.

When Kunpeng saw this, he didn't speak, but the corners of his lips rose slightly, showing that he was in a good mood at the moment. His seemingly impartial and neutral attitude had already aroused the deepest and most untouchable part of Jiao'er's heart.

"This matter is a family matter, and it's inconvenient for me to intervene as a teacher. You just need to be modest," Kunpeng said calmly, waving his sleeves.

"Master is of course qualified to intervene!" Hearing this, Jiao'er raised the hem of his clothes in front of him, ignored the white snow and deep ice on the ground, knelt down on one knee, and looked up at Kunpeng.

"Everything about the disciple is given by the master. The master's kindness to the disciple is as great as a mountain, and the disciple dare not forget it for a moment! No matter what the master asks me to do, I will die!" He said loudly.

"Where is this going?" Kunpeng stretched out his hand to help him up, "You and I are a teacher and a student. You are not a father and son, but better than a father and son. How can a teacher want you to do this? You are not allowed to say these deadly words in the future, why? Master is still waiting for you to inherit my mantle in the future." He stretched out his hand to brush off Liao Liao Baixue on Jiao'er's shoulders, looked at him gently, and said expectantly.

Jiao'er stood up and let him brush the snowflakes from her shoulders and hair for her. Hearing these words, she felt warm in her heart. "The disciple understands," he smiled and nodded obediently. "I will work harder in cultivation in the future, and I will never let Master down!" He looked at Kunpeng and assured him earnestly.

"Speaking of cultivation, Jiao'er, how are you doing?" Kunpeng asked when he had reached this point.

"I feel like I'm on the verge of breaking through, but I don't know what the opportunity is," Jiao'er frowned after thinking for a while, shook her head, and said honestly.

"Take your time, don't rush," Kunpeng patted him on the shoulder.

"Cultivation is originally sailing against the current, with thousands of difficulties and dangers, and now that you are in the midst of a catastrophe, it is even more difficult. Under such circumstances, you can still feel the opportunity to break through, which is already very good." Kunpeng gave Very fair evaluation.

"But the disciple wants to become stronger! Become stronger faster! I want to have stronger magic power!" Jiao'er and Kunpeng looked at each other and said what was in their hearts.

"Why do you desire power so much?" Kunpeng glanced at him and asked back.

"Because this disciple believes that only by becoming an absolute strong man can he guard what he wants to protect!" Jiao'er clenched her right fist and raised it to reply.

"The weak eat the strong, this is an eternal law, your idea is not wrong!" Kunpeng nodded, first affirming his idea.

"It's just," he turned around, "If you pursue strength to protect something, you also have weaknesses, and the real strong don't need weaknesses! Do you understand?" Kunpeng gave him a deep look , said meaningfully.

"Disciple, I don't understand very well." Jiao'er frowned, a little distressed, he shook his head half understanding, his eyes were a little confused.

With his current state, neither mana nor mind can comprehend the connotation of Kunpeng's words, and the superficial meaning of this sentence is contrary to Jiao'er's own point of view, and it is also a No wonder he fell into confusion.

"It's okay." Kunpeng was not disappointed, he patted his head lightly, "When you reach the realm of being a teacher, you will naturally understand."

"En." Jiao'er nodded.

"During this time, I have been busy retreating and going out to visit friends, but I haven't been able to check your cultivation progress. Don't leave today, stay in the demon master's palace, and if you have any doubts later, the teacher will answer for you .” Kunpeng glanced at him, and said, “Go and change your clothes first, and wait in the martial arts arena, and come as a teacher later.”

"Disciple obeys." Jiao'er did not doubt that he was there, bowed his hands, turned into a light blue streamer and flew away, fell into the sea area, quickly dived, and went to the demon master's palace.

At this time, on the ice field on the beach, there was only Kunpeng standing with his hands behind his back, but suddenly a middle-aged man's voice sounded.

"Unexpectedly, the ruthless Master of Ten Thousand Monsters would teach such a young apprentice who values ​​love and righteousness. It really opened my eyes!"

Before he finished speaking, a blood-red stream of light passed, and a middle-aged man in a red robe showed his figure. It turned out to be Taoist Minghe, and he looked at the demon master Kunpeng beside him with a half-smile.

"His love and righteousness are all directed at me, so what's wrong?" Kunpeng glanced at Styx next to him, "You, fellow Daoist Styx, look at you with kind faces and kind eyes, but no one wants to get close to you. How can you be alone? Isn't it funnier than me?" He didn't show any sympathy, and immediately responded!

"Kunpeng! Don't provoke me with this!" Hearing this, Minghe became angry from embarrassment, "Isn't it just a filial disciple, what's so great about it! I'll take a dozen of them some other day! Everyone obeys my advice, and I'm mad at you!" He With his hips on his hips, he said angrily.

"As you like, what does it have to do with me?" Kunpeng replied indifferently.

"Hmph," Styx snorted coldly seeing him like this, and gave him a disdainful look.

Minghe saw that he had not spoken, but stared in the direction of Beiminghai, and followed his gaze, which happened to be the place where Jiaoer fell. He turned a few corners in his heart, knowing that Kunpeng had not let go of this matter. , frowned, thinking about it.

"In my opinion, although your little apprentice has a complicated background, you are still a talented person. In time, you and I will definitely be the best among our juniors. However, his indecision is an obstacle in his way forward, eh , To be honest, do you want me to help him?" Minghe raised his eyebrows and glanced at Kunpeng.

"Even if I want to help him get rid of obstacles, I, the master, will come. When will it be your turn to do it for me?" Kunpeng heard his hidden meaning, and his face immediately turned cold.

"Why? Angry?" Styx smiled, "Just now I was preaching to my apprentice that the strong should not have weaknesses, but now I am angry because of him, demon master, demon master, did you really put this little boy to death? Can the apprentice take it to heart?" Speaking of this, Styx also felt a little strange.

"What does it have to do with you?" Kunpeng cast him a cold look.

"It really has nothing to do with me," Styx shrugged indifferently.

"However, demon master, I want to remind you that if this kid gets in the way of what you and I agreed upon, don't blame me for being rude to him! At that time, if my attack is neither serious nor serious, you can bear it. " Styx said with a smirk.

"Actually, let me tell you that at our level, the so-called apprentice is just a thing to keep for fun, why should you take it to heart? As you said just now, the strong don't need weaknesses! Isn't it?! He raised his chin, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and asked back.

"He has never been my weakness!" Kunpeng glanced at him, "It's just an important pawn!" He said the cruel words without hesitation, as if the tenderness and warmth with Jiao'er just now is an illusion.

"Hahahaha!" Styx laughed loudly!

"The chess piece is good! The chess piece is good! This way, even if you lose it, you won't feel bad! Am I right? Demon master?!" Styx glanced at him with a half-smile and agreed, but he didn't believe it in his heart. So I tried again.

"Of course!" Kunpeng spat out two words without hesitation!

"Then I'm relieved!" Hearing this, the smile on Ming He's face became even stronger.

The two looked at each other, seemingly coexisting peacefully, but in fact they didn't know what was going on behind the scenes.