I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

Seven days later.

"Junior Brother Ji, how are you enjoying your time in the Disciple Pavilion?"

"It's very good. As expected of a holy palace, the disciples are treated so well."

Chu Ning was sitting in the courtyard of the Disciple Pavilion, drinking tea with Senior Brother Zhang, who was in charge of managing the Disciple Pavilion.

The Disciple Pavilion is a temporary residence provided by the Holy Mansion to new disciples who join the sect. New disciples who join the Holy Mansion will live in the Disciple Pavilion before they are accepted as disciples by elders or deacons.

From this Senior Brother Zhang’s mouth, Chu Ning knew that except for a few new disciples of the Holy Palace who were directly favored by the deacons and elders to become disciples, most of them entered the Disciple Pavilion and were assessed by the Disciple Pavilion, and then their realms had potential. The evaluations are recorded. The elders and deacons in the sect refer to the evaluations of the new disciples recorded in these jade slips. If there are any they like, they will come to select them.

But if you fail to be selected by the deacons and elders for ten years, you can only leave the Disciple Pavilion and choose a place to live in the Holy Palace.

Zhang Xiong smiled slightly after listening to Chu Ning's words. The Holy Palace's treatment of new disciples was indeed not bad, but it was not particularly good either.

Because he already knew that Ji Yang had been accepted as a disciple by Uncle Hong, and that Ji Yang himself was still a strong person in the late stage of divine transformation, he arranged the best courtyard in the disciple pavilion for Ji Yang, and also arranged the best food. , even better than him, the chief deacon of the disciple pavilion.

"Junior Brother Ji, please come and sit with me often when you have free time in the future."

"What does Senior Brother Zhang mean?"

Chu Ning was a little surprised, wasn't he still living in the Disciple Pavilion?

"Uncle Hong has prepared a place for you to live. Junior Brother will move out soon."

Zhang Xiong explained the reason, and Chu Ning was really surprised this time. With the cold temperament of his master, he originally thought that he might have to live in this disciple pavilion for several years before choosing a good position for himself. Unexpectedly, It was done in a few days.

I misunderstood my master.

Zhang Xiong didn't lie. That afternoon, Hong Rongduan showed up at the Disciples Pavilion and took Chu Ning away.

In the Holy Mansion, there is a mountain peak in the left area, where Hong Rongduan's cave is located.

What surprised Chu Ning was that his master's cave didn't have a palace, but a large courtyard with deep front and back, and a small courtyard beside the large courtyard.

Is your master so simple?

However, the red walls and blue tiles seem to be a bit new, and there are no traces of time. It cannot be that the master specially modified it for himself.

This thought came to Chu Ning's mind, and she was shocked. She was forced to give it to the master by the master of the palace. How could the master demolish the cave and rebuild it for himself? Don't be sentimental.

"This yard next to you is where you live."

Chu Ning was not surprised. He had already learned from Senior Brother Zhang that his master had no other disciples, so this small courtyard must be reserved for him.

"You go back to your own place to live for a while first, and you have to go out for a while as a teacher. It will take several years."

Hearing his master's words, Chu Ning was not surprised at all. Sure enough, he was still left alone.

Seeing his master disappearing in a hurry after giving instructions, Chu Ning shook his head and sighed, but he didn't feel too disappointed. He was already in the late stage of divine transformation, and his apprenticeship was more for resources. He could only rely on himself to cultivate. .

When you reach this state, you can only rely on yourself to realize it. The guidance that the master can provide can only be the icing on the cake. It is good to have it, but it doesn't matter if you don't have it.

Pushing open the door to the small courtyard, Chu Ning suddenly froze.

He didn't use his spiritual consciousness to scan the small yard before, so he didn't know what was going on in the yard. Now when he saw the slogans on the walls in the yard for the first time, he suddenly felt like he was back in his previous life in the 1980s and 1990s, when he saw the slogans on the walls of the village. .

“The trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy them.”

"Three hundred years to the east of the river, three hundred years to the west of the river, don't bully the few monsters!"

"When something goes wrong, frown and retreat behind others!"

“Think before you act, think twice before you act!”

These slogans were just posted on the wall, as if they were afraid that people who came in would not be able to see them. The fonts took up half of the wall.

"What kind of slogan is this, King Gou?"

Chu Ning was complaining, but the corners of her eyes kept shining. It seemed that she and her master were on the same path.

After crossing the first front yard, which is full of titles, and walking through a cloister, a pavilion appears.

Reading pavilion.

In the pavilion, there is a Duobao Pavilion with more than a dozen jade slips placed on it.

Chu Ning's eyes lit up when she saw these jade slips. These were some magical powers left by her master for herself.

Chu Ning picked up the first jade slip on the left with a look of anticipation, and put her consciousness into it.

"Xuan Jian Lu, a magical sword technique?"

Glancing at the title in the jade slip, Chu Ning muttered something. However, after he read the entire content in the jade slip, his expression was extremely strange.

This is not some magical power, but a biography of a character.

The record is about a super genius in Zhongzhou in the Cangtian Realm.

In Zhongzhou Xuanjian Sect, there is a disciple named Chi who has not been born for thousands of years. He built the foundation in ten years and formed the elixir in fifty years. He walked around the world after two hundred years of Nascent Soul. No one among his fellow practitioners could pick up his sword. At the age of five hundred, , beheading a disciple of a powerful sect.

The father of the deceased was furious and came to seek revenge, but was killed by Chi Yijian. Upon hearing the bad news about his son and grandson, the grandfather of the deceased stopped Chi in a duel. The two sides fought for 300 rounds, and Chi Yijian killed him.

Everyone in the audience marveled at the exquisiteness of Chi's sword skills. At the right time, the ancestor of the sect took action, and with one palm fall, Chi died, and his body melted into the earth!

There is a poem criticizing: Poor bones in the desolate ridge and poor spring, there were once earth-shattering talents. But Yingjie is so unlucky that he needs to think twice about what is right.

This is the experience of the super genius named "Chi" introduced in the jade slip.

After reading it, Chu Ning sighed with emotion: "What a fool. If the sect behind the Xuanjian Sect is strong enough, it is okay to be so rigid. If the sect is not strong and the backer is not strong, then it should hide its strength and bide its time."

"Kill the son, come the father, kill the father, come the grandfather, kill the grandfather and the ancestor, the list is endless. Before you are not strong enough, if you really want to take action, just destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces."

After commenting a few words, Chu Ning put the jade slip back on the shelf, and then picked up the second jade slip.

The second jade slip also contained biographies, but what was recorded was a famous longevity expert in the Cangtian Realm.

The jade slips introduced the life stories of some sect leaders. Chu Ning looked at them one by one. After reading them, he concluded: "Looking at these long-lived and powerful people, they are not the most talented, but they can stand out independently. Nothing more than the word "safe".

What Chu Ning didn't know was that his master was sitting in the large courtyard separated by a wall. Hearing his concluding words, a smile appeared on his face.

The third jade slip is called the Biography of All Things.

Seeing the title of this jade slip, Chu Ning showed interest on his face. Could this jade slip introduce the rare treasures of the Cangtian Realm?

It turned out that he thought too much.

[There is a tree in Fengyang County, a mortal country in the Cangtian Realm. It has lasted for thousands of years. At that time, people admired the longevity of the tree. An elder came in and saw this tree. He stroked his beard and said: "It can live for thousands of years. It is not the work of the land, but it is to avoid human disasters." "The bystanders were puzzled, and the elder pointed to one side and asked: "The trees here are square and square. When they grow up, they will become pillars. It takes only twenty years to grow, but the opposite is true for thousands of years."

That tree can grow for a thousand years because it is crooked and cannot be used as wooden beams. The wood is too hard and not suitable for burning firewood. That is why it can live so long. Those trees that grow upright can grow for twenty years. It was cut down.

After reading this short article, Chu Ning muttered: "Isn't this the so-called hero's short life and the disaster that lasts for thousands of years."

Just when Chu Ning was about to look at the next jade slip, a figure suddenly appeared in the yard.

Chu Ning looked at his master who suddenly appeared in the pavilion. He was startled at first, and then immediately saluted and said: "I have met the master!"

Hong Rongduan looked at Chu Ning, and after a while, asked: "Do you know, if you want to go further in cultivation, what is the most important thing?"

Chu Ning said without any hesitation: "It's alive."

Hearing Chu Ning's answer, Hong Rongduan smiled, but this smile was full of sadness.

"Master, my disciple gave the wrong answer?"

"You are not wrong, it is my teacher who is wrong."

There was a deep sadness in Hong Rongduan's eyes. If his six disciples could understand these principles, if he, the master, could teach them, how could these six disciples die in the battle.

Because of the Palace Master, he accepted Ji Yang as his disciple.

Whether he likes it or not, Ji Yang is already his disciple.

He didn't want to see Ji Yang follow the same path as the six previous disciples, so he spent seven days specially preparing this small courtyard, hoping that Ji Yang could understand these principles.

Ji Yang made him very satisfied.

PS: Thanks to the book friends in charge for the reward.