"My sword intention will guide you to use the Tianxin Sword Technique once. As for how much you can remember, it depends on your understanding."

"Also, your spiritual root is unusual. To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. If you want to go further, you need to personally kill the person who refined your spiritual root."

"At the same time, this sword intention requires you to be guided by the obsession in your heart, and replace the heart of heaven with your own heart! Only then can you slash it out with one sword! Remember, remember!"

Thinking of this, various memories of the past slowly flashed through Wang Yao's mind.

She looked up at Zhao Donglai on the high platform, with a trance in her eyes, as if she had returned to the past.

"You, a handyman disciple, why don't you kneel down when you see this true biography?"

"Senior brother, the sect does not have the ritual of kneeling and worshiping... Wang Yao did what he should have done..."

"Oh, you dare to be so harsh? Come here, break her legs."

pound--

The young girl was in high spirits and had a very thin figure.

When he first entered the sect, his pure eyes were filled with innocence and curiosity.

But at this time, due to this sudden change, he became timid and confused.

She didn't know what she had done wrong.

Faced with the beating of three or four strong men,

The girl subconsciously protected her face and allowed them to punch and kick her. Although there were tears in her eyes, the girl remained silent.

Her back was straight, but she didn't kneel.

"You haven't eaten yet, and a little girl can't handle it?"

The man snorted dissatisfied with the strong men's mercy,

boom--

Then he raised his hand and waved, and the girl in front of him fell to the ground.

The other strong men looked at each other and forcibly held the girl's shoulders, making her kneel down in front of the man.

"Remember, you must kneel down when you see this true biography in the future. How dare a mere handyman talk to me about the rules of the sect?"

The inner disciple dressed in white spat, then led a group of subordinates and walked away.

Only the helpless girl was left, kneeling on the spot in a daze, and did not get up for a long time.

The girl tried to move her body,

But her legs have been broken and she can't get up...

The disciples passing by pointed at her.

There was sympathy in the eyes, there was gloating, there was luck, but no one came forward to say to pull the girl up.

The girl's expression changes from expectation and longing at the beginning, like a kitten asking for help, to silence, self-deprecation, and numbness later on.

Everyone is wise to protect themselves, lest they get into trouble.

It was not until the evening, after the injury eased, that the girl crawled back to her residence bit by bit, dragging her tired body.

Because if she didn't crawl back, she might really die outside the sect.

"Wang Yao, his cultivation is insufficient. His application for promotion to the outer sect has been rejected."

"Didn't the sect say that if you reach the third level of Qi training, you can apply for promotion to the outer sect?"

"Do you have the final say about the sect, or do I have the final say? If I say reject it, I will reject it!"

"Okay, then I will practice the fourth level of Qi and then come back..."

"Wang Yao, his cultivation is insufficient. His application for promotion to the outer sect has been rejected."

"I've already reached the fourth level of Qi training, is it still not enough to be promoted to the outer sect?"

"You are just a handyman disciple, why do you talk so much? If you say your cultivation is not enough, it is not enough."

"okay, I get it……"

"Old man, I have already reached the sixth level of Qi training. I should be able to be promoted to the outer sect now, right?"

"Wang...Sister Wang...I'm just a small deacon. Please don't embarrass me. It's not my decision not to let you be promoted to the outer sect...This is...the meaning of the above..."

The deacon is just an outer disciple at the fifth level of Qi training, and his cultivation level is even lower than that of Wang Yao now.

When it comes to personnel appointments, we only act according to orders.

Wang Yao didn't embarrass him too much.

Just a feeling of powerlessness suddenly arises from the bottom of my heart.

"I already……"

"To tell you the truth, Sister Wang, even if you are in the Foundation Establishment realm, I'm afraid you won't be able to get rid of your status as a handyman. Li Zhenchuan has taken a liking to you, and he asked you to go to his place tonight, otherwise you will not be able to practice in the future. I’m afraid all the resources are…”

"Sister Wang, the reason why you provide cultivation so quickly and have a resource quota that far exceeds that of handyman disciples is because Li Zhenchuan secretly ordered that more resources be allocated to you."

"Sister Wang, Li Zhenchuan is really interested in you. Please go and beg him for mercy. Let alone an outer disciple, even if you become an inner disciple, it will be a matter of time..."

"If you don't go...I'm afraid that the monthly cultivation resources from the future..."

Wang Yao was silent for a long time.

She also reported it to the upper echelons of the sect many times, but nothing happened. She didn't know that it was blocked by the so-called true biography, and the news was blocked.

Or the elders have no time to pay attention to such trivial matters.

And as a handyman, she was not qualified to meet the elders.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally followed the deacon's instructions and stepped into the place.

Because she knows that there are some things that she can't escape.

"Long time no see, little handyman."

Li Buwei looked at the graceful woman in front of him, his face almost sickly pale, and greed flashed in his eyes.

The moment she saw him, Wang Yao's eyes widened suddenly, and the shock flashed across her eyes.

It's him,

The man who once humiliated her in public, broke her legs and made her kneel down.

Everything seemed to make sense.

"Little handyman, why don't you kneel down after seeing this true biography?"

Li Buwei asked calmly, with a teasing look on his face.

But before she could speak, she got in front of Wang Yao, the greedy drinker, and said to herself.

"It's not in vain that I spent so many resources to train you. Today is the time to repay."

"Damn it, it turned out to be a rare Xuanyin spiritual root. I missed it and treated it as a miscellaneous spiritual root."

"If those old guys knew about this, would they still skin me? Fortunately, I suppressed it."

"Tsk, tsk, but after tonight, when I harvest you, you will really become a miscellaneous spirit root."

"And by then, those old guys will naturally not embarrass me because of a worthless waste."

"After all, the sect does not raise waste."

Wang Yao listened blankly, turned around and wanted to leave.

But the moment she stepped into the door, she was already restrained by the formation in the room.

She stood stiffly, unable to move.

She could only look at that man, that disgusting man, the devil,

Keep nibbling on her body.

The man buried himself in front of her snow-white neck, biting her crazily.

Tearing her clothes into pieces.

Even if he enjoys a burst of pleasure, he is also absorbing her cultivation, spiritual power, and the power of Taiyin.

Wang Yao watched with tears streaming down her cheeks.

She could only close her eyes and choose not to look.

When she came out, she had many scars on her body, her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a walking corpse.

Not only was his foundation destroyed, but his realm also dropped from the original eighth level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training...

"Zhao Donglai..."

As his thoughts turned around, Wang Yao's eyes were filled with purity.

Scenes from the past flashed through her mind one by one, and she felt that her thoughts were clear.

Wang Yao raised her eyes and glanced at Su Mo under the ring, and found that Su Mo nodded slightly towards her, with a flash of encouragement in his eyes.

Wang Yao's heart warmed up, and she no longer had any scruples. She slowly raised the sword in her hand.

All the obsessions of the past twenty years were aroused at this moment, and at the same time, Su Mo's sword intention hidden in her was aroused.

boom--

The next moment, Wang Yao drew his sword,

In an instant, the wind surged, and a majestic sword intent shot straight into the sky!

ps: Thanks to Why This Game Isn’t Cool, ☆Stars Are Turning, Cabbage Breeding Ground, Shi Xianzi who likes Lu Junsong, Xiao Qianxiao, Lao Lu who likes to eat steamed small yellow croaker, Chen Ning who likes to eat Jinsha Spare Ribs, and who likes to eat celery roasted tofu. Chen Feng, the arrogant Tian Dalin, Mo Chen who loves vegetarian pancakes, Wu Yuxue, Zi Yuanjing who loves curry crab... and other brothers’ gift support! Love you, good night good night!

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