Female with Fairy Bell

Su Zishuang ran wildly for a while, letting her tears slip from her snow-white cheeks.

Knowing that this is very irrational and will put oneself in a dangerous situation.

But Su Zishuang couldn't help it...

The emotion accumulated in this world is like a flame burst, burning in her heart!

Why did you suffer injustice?

Why are people being bullied at will?

If you don’t have the strength, you can be handled at will, just like a chess piece on a chessboard. Where others want to play, where they play, can you say no?

"Let me be willful one last time, this is the only time!"

"From now on, I will hide my emotions and let myself calm down."

"No matter what difficulties you encounter, don't cry, don't let your heart become weak."

"Stay hard to live in this world, and one day I will reach the top. At that time, no one can control my destiny!"

Su Zishuang knew that she was very small, and in this weird world of cultivating immortals, she was like a grain of dust.

But even if it is dust, she has to live hard to make herself live better.

In the future, she may suffer many injustices, many censures, and many deaths, but Su Zishuang will no longer be as impulsive as she is today. She will calm down and find the most advantageous choice.

Although this time confronting Fu Haozhen and several Jindan Patriarchs head-on, he may suffer revenge in the future, cold eyes and more injustices.

However, Su Zishuang does not regret it!

The strong wind howled, Su Zishuang's long hair was fluttering, revealing a delicate little face...

Su Zishuang stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears. In the strong wind, the voice behind her became weaker and weaker, and she could no longer shake her heart.

From then on, abandon weakness. Just stay strong!

Su Zishuang's anger faded, but his heart was still hot...

If those Golden Core monks dared to persecute too much, Su Zishuang would rather rebel from Huanxi Sect and become a casual cultivator.

Even though it is very difficult to do casual training...

But a sect who can't treat his disciples fairly...no more!

Su Zishuang ran all the way from Houshan, and when she saw Qinglian Tower, it was already dusk.

The sunset glow on the horizon is gorgeous. Su Zishuang's mood was exceptionally tranquil, but her eyes flashed and she saw a man standing in front of the Qinglian Tower.

The pale red robe is draped over the body, a head of ink hair is randomly pulled behind his head, flying diagonally into the temple's eyebrows, the tall nose, the deep eyes, the clear lip line, the delicate face with a smile, ink Jun Zhi put his hands behind him. The huge "kitten" next to it lay lazily on the ground.

In the setting sun, the bodies of Mo Junzhi and the Bishui Bishui Beast "Kitten" seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder.

"Little girl, why did you come back alone? I was wronged?" Mo Junzhi smiled calmly.

Su Zishuang's eyes were red, but she soon calmed down.

"No." Su Zishuang said.

"You can't tell lies, look, there are still tears in the corners of your eyes." Mo Junzhi raised the corner of her lips.

"Impossible." Su Zishuang subconsciously reached out and wiped it. But found nothing.

"Talk to me in the room, it's time to tell you something." Mo Junzhi turned and walked into the Qinglian Building.

Su Zishuang had no choice but to follow behind Mo Junzhi and step into the Qinglian Tower.

Using the key to open the door, Su Zishuang took Mo Junzhi into the living room of the room.

Mo Junzhi sat down on one of the master chairs without letting him go, placing his arm on the table next to him, stretching out his fingers, and tapping lightly.

Su Zishuang did not sit down. She wrapped her hands in her sleeves and said lightly: "Senior Mo. Those golden core monks gave up on me because of my talent. They are all strong in the golden core realm. Why can't I see my truth? Linggen is Lei Linggen?"

In Su Zishuang's eyes, there seemed to be two cold glows piercing straight through.

"You found it. It seems that you are not too stupid, but remember to call the young master, don't forget." Mo Junzhi didn't seem to see Su Zishuang's thorn-like eyes, and said to himself.

Su Zishuang did not speak, she was waiting for Mo Junzhi's explanation!

Mo Junzhi paused, and then said: "Remember that time in Kunlun City? I patted your shoulder and you passed out in a coma..."

Su Zishuang's mind immediately recalled what happened that day.

Mo Junzhi smiled faintly: "It was that time that I put a spirit lock in your body to be able to lock your thunder spirit roots. At that time, I said that you have to pay for your rumor. "

Su Zishuang suddenly realized, no wonder that Mo Junzhi said that she would pay the price, but didn't feel it. It turned out that he used a spirit lock to seal Lei Linggen, so that Brother Jindan couldn't feel it.

"But even so, those Golden Core cultivators shouldn't choose you as the true disciple." Mo Junzhi sneered.

"My spiritual roots are not good. They are forgiven for not choosing me." Su Zishuang said in a low voice.

"Hmph, these are all excuses. On the path of cultivating immortals, spiritual roots may not be the most important. Willpower and comprehension are far more important than spiritual root aptitude. They look down on you as their loss..."

Mo Junzhi stared at Su Zishuang's face and said: "However, you girl is unexpected. The words that came out were so horrifying. Don't bully the young and poor. Really ambitious, but you have to be careful in the future. Even if Brother Dan feels upset, he will take his face into consideration and won't deal with you directly, but their disciples are not that easy to talk."

Su Zishuang raised her eyebrows and said, "Whatever they do, I will follow them no matter what they do."

"It's good to have aspirations, but sometimes you have to be more realistic, rational, and see the strength of others clearly. Do you think your arms can be stretched beyond your thighs?" Mo Junzhi said.

Su Zishuang was silent. She knew what Mo Junzhi said, but she didn't want to show weakness in person.

Looking at Su Zishuang's stubborn face, Mo Junzhi said, "I won't release the seal for you for the time being, but for some enemies, I will block them for you. After I succeed in forming a pill, I will accept you as a disciple."

Su Zishuang was taken aback for a moment: "You are about to form a pill? How can you block my enemy?"

According to the description in the book, Mo Junzhi did succeed in forming a pill at this time. In the Huanxi Sect, only the golden pill cultivator had the qualifications to accept a disciple.

In the original work, Zi Ling'er's master is Mo Junzhi.

Su Zishuang suddenly realized that Mo Junzhi sealed her Lei Linggen in order to prevent her from being discovered by others.

After all, the alien spirit root Lei Linggen is a rare aptitude, coupled with Su Zishuang's tenacious willpower and excellent understanding, such an excellent disciple, of course, it is appropriate to keep it under his own sect.

"It seems that you already understand it."

Mo Junzhi stood up, with his hands behind him, pacing gently in the room.

"To be honest, for such a long time, I gave you a few tests, and you did nothing I expected."

"I give you the Soft Water Sword Art to test your comprehension. You have trained the Soft Water Sword Art to have a hard side, which is also a wonderful work."

"I asked Helian Mingguang to pull your hatred and make you oppressed from all directions. This is to test your willpower and ability to resist pressure. As a result, you won the first place under pressure."

"I sealed your spiritual roots so that those Golden Core ancestors looked down on you and caused you to encounter unfair treatment. I thought you would calmly endure, but you once again confronted and questioned unexpectedly. This kind of boldness, hehe, have a future."

A flash of surprise flashed in Su Zishuang's eyes, and her mind was lightning-like, linking the things she had discovered recently.

Helian Mingguang suddenly appeared on the Lotus Peak, is he really idle to wander around with nothing to do? It turned out that Mo Junzhi had begged him behind his back, and Helian Mingguang had come to him at all.

Then in the fight, Helian Mingguang deliberately did that, not being careful, but Mo Junzhi was behind the scenes.

It turned out that the blackest person was Mo Junzhi, who fell into his rigorous and detailed plan.

"What if I refuse to be your disciple?" Su Zishuang said.

Mo Junzhi's slender fingers pinched his chin, and a slight smile appeared on his face, but in Su Zishuang's eyes, he always felt the magical side of his pupils flashing.

"You can try, but I advise you not to try."

Mo Junzhi leaned down, brought Junyi's face to Su Zishuang's face, and pressed his palms on her shoulders. A powerful force made Su Zishuang's body unable to move, as if he had been in a hold technique.

"I promise you that as long as you enter the Golden Core Realm, I will worship you as a teacher, but this is not for another one, but to thank you for saving me." Su Zishuang's thoughts turned and he slowly said.

Mo Junzhi let go of his palm, and the power that had imprisoned Su Zishuang disappeared immediately.

"That's right, you know, people are crying and crying and want to worship the golden core monk as a teacher. When you come to you, it is the master who sincerely pleads with you. After you wear your mouth, you agree to it. Why is the gap so big?" Mo Junzhi sighed.

Su Zishuang couldn't help being speechless, and was defeated by Mo Junzhi's black belly and cheeky skin.

Mingming Mo Junzhi made it clear that he would retaliate against me if he didn't worship me as a teacher. Now he has pleaded and pleaded, telling lies in front of him. This black-bellied attainment has been cultivated to the point of perfection.

"When are you going to retreat and knot pills?" Su Zishuang raised his eyes.

"Not for the time being. In a few days, there will be a major event in our sect. Yuehuafeng Chief Miao Ziwei and Huanxi Zong Chief Fang Shuangru will hold a double repair ceremony. Then we will all congratulate. I am the chief of Zen Wufeng and I will definitely go. , When I will take you with you, they won't dare to deal with you clearly, well, at least the monks of the foundation-building realm will not deal with you." Mo Junzhi said.

"Master, there is one thing I want you to help me with. I am leaving in a hurry, and the reward for the first place hasn't had time to get..." Su Zishuang's eyes turned.