On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays

    In the cleanly cleaned temple, the bronze statue of Buddha seemed to reflect the light, offerings were placed on the table, two bright red candles were burning, the candles flickered, and a gust of wind blew in.

      When it was tied, half of the collarbone was exposed at the collar of the clothes, and a black thread hung down, half covering it, revealing a red rope jade pendant hanging around the neck.

    As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome man, Xu Kui, appeared in front of him.

    "What are the orders of the Nine Kings?" Xu Kui lowered her head and assumed a respectful posture.

    "Pop"—a yellow book cover fell in front of him, and the man above it said lazily, "Help me read this book."

    "Yes." Xu Kui picked up the book, but stopped after turning a page. There was not a word in the book, and he couldn't help but think about what he had done wrong these days. , offended the ghost king who had recently left the customs, so he used this method to make things difficult for him.

    Xu Kui, who has always acted cleverly, was not sure about Xie Yi's thoughts. He didn't make a sound for a while, and a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead.

    Xie Yi sat in a different position, with one leg bent on the table and one leg dangling in the air, "But don't you know the words on it?"

    For a long time, Xu Kui said: "...I also ask the nine kings to make it clear, what did the subordinates do wrong?"

    Even though many years had passed, he still did not forget how Xie Yi, who was in retreat, brutally killed those restless ghost cultivators. .

    Xie Yi stepped on the book: "Just let you read the book, what are you afraid of."

    After a while, Xie Yi hooked his lips, bent down and picked up the book, "Are you blind?"

    Xu Kui: "The subordinates are stupid..."

    "It's really stupid." Xie Yi said, "All come out to this seat."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost repairers who were observing secretly emerged one after another, filling the temple in an instant, kneeling on the ground looking at each other, Xie Yi asked them to pass the book on , Those who can read, read well, are rewarded.

    He does what he says. Although the ghost cultivators are afraid of him, they also know that they can really do what he said. The reward will never be lost. That book quickly spread to every ghost. In Xiu's hands, the temple gradually became quiet.

    There are so many ghost cultivators, no one can see the content of the book, and the rhetoric is blank.

    The last ghost repair who received the book put the book in Xie Yi's hand tremblingly, retreated to the back and knelt down.

    "The Nine Kings are fooling us?" A daring female ghost cultivator raised her head and said, "This book is clearly a blank piece of paper."

    Xie Yi sat on the worship table with his head lowered, turning the book in his hand, with a gloomy expression, he fluttered and glanced at the female ghost, who was pale Her face became even more ugly, her shoulders seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, forcing her to bend down, her soul was trembling.

    "Nine kings... forgive me."

    Xie Yi looked away: "Well, since you can't see it, it's the problem of this seat."

    His index finger was pressed against the book, the book was spinning around his fingertips for a long time, Xie Yi said: "Akui, go to the bottom of Changyang Mountain to see, that broken house, but there are people living in it already."

    "Yes." Xu Kui took the task and left instantly, and the other ghosts also dispersed.

    Xie Yi sat on the table with his legs bent and opened the book, which was placed when he woke up from retreat, and he had already read the whole book.

    Why everyone else sees nothing but him?

    This is a book about gossip rumors in the world of immortals - he thought so at first.

    The whole book tells the story of Lord Bai Yue, who is a high-ranking and famous person in the world of immortality, and his apprentice Shen Ao. Lord Bai Yue is cold-hearted but kind-hearted. , then extended a helping hand, and later discovered his outstanding talent for immortality, and accepted him as an apprentice.

    Shen Ao suffered a lot since he was a child, and he worked very **** the cultivation of immortals.

    However, while going down the mountain to exorcise demons, he met a powerful ghost cultivator. During the fight, he was supported by his master and successfully annihilated the ghost cultivator, but he did not know that the ghost cultivator was not completely The ashes disappeared, and there was still a trace of divine soul that penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness, and cultivated in his sea of ​​consciousness.

    His master never noticed.

    Shen Ao respects and loves Shizun, Shizun is the most gracious person to him in his life, which has changed his fate, so his affection for Shizun is very deep, at first it was only pure Teacher-disciple emotion.

    But after destroying the ghost cultivator and the ghost cultivator lurking in his consciousness, he gradually began to breed demons in his heart, and his feelings for the master gradually deteriorated, not only wanting to be good to the master To repay the kindness, I want to win the master's attention.

    Bai Yuejun has a cold temperament, and he has a sense of distance. Even if he has friendship with others, he only shows the tip of the iceberg, which makes him look ruthless and cold-hearted.

    Shen Ao was influenced by inner demons and gradually took a crooked path.

    By the time Bai Yuejun noticed that he was abnormal, it was too late.

    When Shen Ao entered an illusion to seek an opportunity, he encountered danger. Bai Yuejun rescued him, but he was injured. Below, directly into the devil.

    The wisp of ghosts and spirits dwelling in his sea of ​​consciousness also merged with him. After he knew that the master was fine, his desire for the master gradually increased, lurking in the sect , often sneaking into the master's room at night, standing next to his couch and watching him.

    Shen Ao knew that the master hated evil and crooked ways. After being discovered by Bai Yuejun one day as a demon cultivator, he directly exposed his desires and desires to Bai Yuejun.

    At this time, his mental state was already on the verge of collapse, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, after forcing Bai Yuejun, he would feel guilty and blame himself, but as soon as the night fell, he seemed to release another heart in his heart demon.

    It was all his dirty desires.

    The day when Shen Ao's identity was exposed to the world, he took Bai Yuejun abductively. Knowing that you can't get his heart, you have to get his people.

    The two play a forced game of forbidden love.

      , In the name of saving Bai Yuejun, they all threatened to destroy him.

    After Shen Ao sacrificed himself to protect Bai Yuejun, he died under the massacre, but Bai Yuejun went mad, trapped himself in the extremely cold snow-capped mountains, and never rejoined the world.

    This kind of vulgar story, Xie Yi doesn't have to take it to heart, but unfortunately, the name of the ghost repair that runs through the whole text is called Xie Yi.

    He wanted to see, he was so bold, he was written in this book, and he became a corner of the cannon fodder, but he didn't want his subordinates, none of them could see this. He read the words on it left and right, and there were no tricks on it.

    He was suspicious and wanted to confirm it.

    The book said that under the Changyang Mountain, ghosts are haunting, and Xingyun Pavilion received the news, going down the mountain to exorcise the ghosts, if it is so clever, then this book is still a treasure.

    Xie Yi took out a bunch of fresh grapes from the plate, peeled it and threw it into his mouth, holding the book in his hand and watching, the sound of the paper turning pages was particularly clear in the dark night.

    The dark fog was heavy outside, and an eager figure penetrated the black fog and ran into the temple.

    "Nine kings, it's not good, there is a group of cultivators in the broken thatched hut under Changyang Mountain, and they are setting up a formation. I saw the formation, which is a bit like a spirit gathering formation. I listened to it on the side, and they said that it was specifically aimed at ghost cultivation, so if you go in, you won't be able to come out."

     "Brush"—

    Xie Yi's palm was hot, the book in his hand ignited a flame, his palm was burned, and the tingling sensation hit, he threw the book on the ground, and the book instantly turned to ashes .

    "Nine Nine Kings?"

    "No more..." Xie Yi saw that the palm of his hand was burnt to black flesh, and he had no doubt that if he hadn't thrown the book away in time, his entire hand would have been burnt.

    Ghosts have cultivated to a certain level and can transform into flesh. The strength of their flesh is determined by the strength of their souls. Xie Yi is not afraid of open flames.

    The fire just now made him feel a burning sensation, and it really hurt him.

    Xie Yi flicked his wide sleeves, covered his hands, stepped on the pile of ashes, and walked outside the temple.

    "I want to see how much they can do."

    A gust of wind blew, and the ash on the ground was blown away.

    The righteous monk in the text also set up such a formation, designed to let him walk into the formation and strangle, some of the ghost cultivators who followed him ran away, and some died with him in that formation.

    He didn't tell anyone, just after he came out of retreat, the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be suppressed for some reason, unable to absorb spiritual power. If his body was used as a vessel, it would be You can only go in and out, and no matter how big the container is, there will be times when it will run out.

    There was a problem with his cultivation.

    —

    At the foot of Changyang Mountain, there is a thatched hut, and a few young people in light-colored robes turn around. It is not far from the town, surrounded by open space, and there is a lot of growth around it. Deep weeds, a great place to set traps.

      Humans have their own way to see through that weird fog.

    This is the junction of the area covered by Xingyun Pavilion and Qingfeng Sect. When something went wrong, both sects sent people over. The people and horses on both sides were dressed differently. Taoist clothes, the disciples of Xingyun Pavilion are dressed in light blue and white clothes.

    At the border of the formation, the man stood with his hair tied up, his facial features not yet grown, with a sense of youth, but he could already see how handsome he would be in the future, he was holding the hilt of the sword and stood at the edge of the formation , looking at the people in the arena, his expression is solemn, and his eyebrows are righteous.

    His five senses were keen, and he was concentrating on investigating the situation around him. At this time, there was a rustling sound from the weeds behind him. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and immediately turned his head cautiously.

    A man emerged from the half-waist-high weeds, the man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, scratching his arms, breathing hard from his mouth, and came out to meet his alert look, the man said, "Oh ' twice.

    "On your own, don't draw your sword." Xie Yi raised his hands to his chest and tugged at the front of his shirt.

    The texture of this robe is average, and the neckline is still small, so tight, it is uncomfortable.

    He looked at the man who was more than 1.7 meters tall in front of him without a trace. , but he will not be cut by the sword of this little brat.

      To take yin and supplement yang.

    In the beginning, the feeling was not obvious, but it became more and more difficult.

    "The current situation is unclear, fellow Daoists should not run around." Shen Ao advised, he stared at his face, which matched the face in his memory, the hand holding the hilt of the sword. Not as tight.

    Xie Yi's compilation: "Brother Dao said yes."

    He moved his fingertips slightly, and a yin qi in the grass slashed like a knife, cutting off half of the grass, Xie Yi avoided it sideways, Shen Ao drew his sword and looked at the direction over there , When going there, he hesitated for a while, and then asked Xie Yi to take care of one or two here.

    Xie Yi: "You can rest assured, there are so many people here, if there is a situation, don't fight with them, just send a message back."

    Shen Ao nodded and raised his toes.

    Xie Yi hooked the corner of his lips, and in his hand there was a storage bag from Shen Ao.

    Little brother, don't worry, you will definitely seize the opportunity next time.

    He naturally won't let this formation form, since they want to catch turtles in the urn, then it's not certain who will be the turtles, anyway, he doesn't do it.

    Shen Ao chased the Yin Qi and ran a long way, when he was considering whether to continue chasing, the Yin Qi dissipated, Shen Ao stopped, surrounded by trees, he left and right Looking around, his eyes suddenly stagnate.

    There was a leg exposed behind the tree, with thick and lush leg hair, Shen Ao walked over, and when he saw the person behind the tree, he was surprised and took two steps back.

    …

    "Fellow Daoist, you are thirsty, take a drink and rest." Xie Yi was among the monks of the right way, like a fish in water, the monk thanked him, took the water and took a sip.

    "Alas, this ghost repair is really very harmful. It's a good town, and now it's like a dead city."

    "Yes." Xie Yi leaned against the thatched cottage.

    A drop of water dropped on the back of Xie Yi's hand, he raised his head and muttered, "It's raining."

    "Fellow Daoists! Get out of there quickly! That person is a ghost cultivator!!" Fu Xun came from a distance.

    The crowd stood up.

    Shen Ao Yujian returned, pointing at Xie Yi: "Ghost Xiu, don't show your true colors!"

    He was followed by a weak Taoist priest, wearing a robe of Shen Ao, and fell to the ground.

    "Junior!"

    "What's going on!?"

    "Shen Xiaoyou, why are you so fierce." Xie Yi patted the dust.

    He didn't intend to cover up his identity, and secondly, the decent cultivator felt a little weird about his previous actions, but he couldn't say why. Xie Yi's sense of disobedience is even more obvious.

    "Place the formation!" shouted the only experienced Taoist uncle present.

    The monks dispersed, Xie Yi laughed, and jumped out of the encirclement, but within half a column of incense, the monks fell on the ground, and the Taoist master knelt on the ground with his sword, spitting out Blood, he realized that it was Xie Yi who approached them and did a trick on them.

    "Despicable!"

    A man in red sat on the roof of a thatched hut with a silver mask on his face.

    The formation was only half completed, trapped Xie Yi in it, Shen Ao jumped up on the roof with his sword, and fought with him, Xie Yi with him, like a cat, Shen Ao only felt ashamed, During the fight, he lost his breath and was kicked in the chest by Xie Yi.

    Shen Ao's forehead bulged with blue veins, and then, he fell into a snow-like embrace, and the master's clear voice sounded in his ears, like a stone falling into a clear spring: "Concentrate and calm down. "

    This sound had a miraculous effect, and Shen Ao's anxiety aroused by Xie Yi slowly calmed down.

    Xie Yi stood on the flat ground not far away, stepping on gravel with bare feet, and the sleeves of his robe covered his hands. At a glance, he recognized that he was the Bai Yuejun described in the book.

     In the field, it only makes people feel that white is the best match for him.

    Snowman-like lord raised his eyes and looked straight at him.

    Xie Yi's blood boiled.

    Want to… defile him.

    What excites him even more is his fighting spirit. The man in front of him is very capable of fighting.

    Xie Yi raised his hand, wiped the wound with the pulp of his finger, and pressed it on his lips.

     "Be careful! He is the master of the ghost world, beware of his tricks!"

    This reminder quickly disappeared in the fight between the two, one red and one white, intertwined, making quick and accurate moves, this is a fight that will kill you in just a moment of distraction.

    Xie Yi was consuming the spiritual energy in his body, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He seemed to be able to absorb the spiritual energy. Although it was very subtle, it was like a warm current rushed into the ice spring, which was not right.

    He moved slowly, and the sword came straight at his facade.

    "Nine kings!" Xu Kui's voice came from behind Xie Yi.

    He didn't look back: "Go away, don't cause trouble to this seat."

      If the soul dissipates, then it is really powerless to return to the sky. These monks are obviously prepared.

    It's not that easy to go, Xu Kui was quickly entangled.

    Bai Yuejun didn't do it again for some reason, standing in front of Xie Yi with his sword in hand, frowning slightly, his clear eyes seemed to be trapped by some problem, there was a flash of hesitation, Xie Yi didn't let it go This is a good opportunity, but he didn't want Bai Yuejun to react faster than he imagined.

    Xie Yi touched his ink hair.

    Bai Yuejun pursed his lips, his amber eyes flashed slightly, and said the second sentence: "Why hurt them?"

    Xie Yi also chatted with him in a leisurely manner: "You are just joking, they want to kill me, I must stand and let them kill."

    Bai Yuejun: "You can't beat me."

    Xie Yi raised his lips and said in a lazy tone: "If you can't beat it, you have to beat it to know."

    He took a shot off guard, Bai Yuejun defended, you come and go, Xie Yi felt strange, Bai Yuejun's move was different from before, don't wait for him to think too much, the sword edge picked him off his mask, The silver mask crossed an arc in the air and was taken by Xie Yi.

    His morbidly pale face was exposed to the air, his eyes were as black as shinning stones, and the handsome half of his face had dark lines, like some kind of mysterious rune, a kind of strange and coquettish. Feeling, while handsome and extraordinary, while charming and enchanting.

    Bai Yuejun's hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

    Xie Yi put on the mask again, and asked in a gentle but unprovoked gloomy tone: "Xianzun, is it still good?"

    Bai Yuejun took the sword, and there were red threads running through his sleeves, which seemed fragile, but were actually tough, Xie Yi's face paled, and he dodged in the red threads. He had read this thing in the book, it was Bai Yuejun The natal magic weapon, which only appeared once in that book, was the time his apprentice died to protect him.

    I don't know how this Immortal Venerable used this broken thing as a magic weapon, but it was really difficult to deal with. After a while, Xie Yi was tied by his wrist, and with this mistake, the red The rope slipped through his clothes and bound him instantly.

    Xie Yi gritted his teeth.

    Damn, this man seems to be familiar with his ways, but he doesn't remember that he fought with him, maybe he did, but he forgot, after all, he fought so many monks, Can not remember.

    "Nine Kings!" Xu Kui shouted.

    Xie Yi sent his voice to him and told him to go first and talk later.

    Xu Kui weighed it again and again and ran away.

    Xie Yi saw Bai Yuejun take out a gourd-like thing, then watched the gourd mouth getting bigger and bigger, and then he was put in.

    Xie Yi: "…"

    He got smaller.

    There is a lot of space in the gourd, and there is a fragrance of peach blossom wine. Xie Yi sat cross-legged in the gourd, not in a hurry.

    This Immortal Venerable is a bit suspicious.

    He turned around in the gourd, and found no danger. He couldn't hear the sound outside, so he lay in the gourd, resting comfortably with his legs on his back.

    I don't know how long it took, the gourd opened again, Xie Yi flew out of the mouth of the gourd uncontrollably, and fell to the ground.

    "What is your name?"

    Xie Yi stepped on the ground with his pale feet, and patted the dust lightly, "Why does this seat tell you."

    Since he was caught, Xie Yi was not in a hurry to leave, and it was not an illusion that he found that he could absorb spiritual power.

    "You can stay here from now on." Bai Yuejun said, he put down the teacup, got up, and walked out the door.

    "Oh? Leave a ghost here?" Xie Yi also followed him to the door.

    As a result, he was blocked by the barrier at the door.

    Xie Yi: "..." Emotions are a nicer cage, a nicer prison.

    "I have promised them that I won't let you go out for disaster."

    "Then you'll have to worry about it." Xie Yi leaned against the door, his loose collar slipping off his shoulders, "I'm very disobedient."

    Bai Yuejun's eyes were dim, his eyes stayed for a moment, then turned and left.

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