The Return of the Phoenix

That boy was always on guard against me.

Every time after torturing me, they would heal me even if I was afraid that I would die.

There are many ways to torture me every day, and he is afraid that I will feel less resentment in my heart.

Until one month later, the resentment in my heart completely overwhelmed my reason, and I was thrown into the furnace by him, and the flames wrapped me up completely. I couldn't feel the pain, because I was already numb from the pain.

I can only feel the scorching temperature of the flame burning my body, as if my whole body was burned.

My senses are also disappearing a little bit.

At the moment before my senses disappeared, I felt Master's breath, and I had a blank memory afterwards.

When I woke up again, I was no longer human, I was dead, a corpse.

That memory was too painful, I asked Master to seal that memory for me, but even if the memory was sealed, I would never be able to return to the way I used to be.

Become indifferent, taciturn, and ruthless, even if I have no memory, everything that happened at that time still affects me.

I haven't had any pets since then.

I found that nothing seemed to matter so much anymore.

And there is a line of small characters behind that, the living can't bear the resentment, only the dead can.

I wanted to go over and ask him why.

Master, the person I trust the most, why does he treat me like this?
Could it be that the encounter between me and him was just a calculation from the beginning?
So I feel that sometimes not all the truth needs to be known, and sometimes it is a kind of happiness not to know, so I didn't ask, but I took that book away.

At that time, I was silent. Although the memory was not fully recovered at the time, the pain seemed to be in my subconscious mind. Even if I only felt a little bit, it made my heart tremble.

The only thing I care about in my heart is Xiao Qi, I just hope she is safe, and now I have the strength to protect her.

It was only after the resentment entered my body that I fully recovered, and the reason why my memory recovered was because I saw some things unintentionally.

Only then did I realize that my master was my fourth uncle.

There are some deeds recorded in the ancient book, and there is also a map.

Whether it was a calculation at the beginning, or a mistake in the middle, no matter what, I don't care anymore.

Presumably Master also knew about it, but Master did not tell me.

Until the final battle, I saw Master wrapped in a black robe with a mask on his face.

At that time, the sealed memory in my mind opened a gate, and intermittent images flowed out.

But in the end I didn't ask.

In fact, my memory has recovered some early, but those memories are scattered and incomplete.

Once resentment erupts, the entire Canglan Continent will be destroyed by that resentment.

And at the junction of those Jedi, endless resentment was suppressed.

It said above that the Canglan Lower Realm was once an ancient battlefield.

I dare not confirm this matter with Master, because I am afraid of hearing the exact answer.

The two of us seem to have a tacit understanding with each other, and this matter seems to have been forgotten.

But I felt inexplicably in my heart that it was not accidental, but Master let me see it on purpose.

And my little Jiaojiao was killed by that boy in order to protect me.

It was an old book.

The map is the junction of several Jedi in the Canglan Lower Realm.

I never saw Master again until I separated from him. I have always wanted to know Master's identity.

Master and I have returned to the way we used to get along with each other. Besides cultivation, we still practice.

The only solution is to use man as a container to introduce resentment into oneself and suppress it.

I was a monster.

It was Xiaoqi who didn't make me completely a monster without any emotions, that white and tender little dumpling who would smile at me and show his gums.

Although Xiaotuanzi grew up and changed later, she was still her.

She is a ray of light in my dark world, my salvation, and the one I will protect until death.

—— Leng Wushang