Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Junior brother?"

Seeing that Xi Zichu was in a daze, Zixiao pretended not to know what the other party was thinking about, and asked hurriedly.

"Ah?! Sorry, senior brother, I was just thinking about something."

Because he lied to his senior brother, Xi Zichu's face was slightly red.

"It doesn't matter."

Zixiao said indifferently: "I see that you are very interested in that swordsmanship? Why don't I teach you?"

"You, you teach me?"

Xi Zichu looked at Zixiao in surprise. Logically speaking, those powerful moves were all his own secrets, how could he easily teach others.

I haven't known my senior brother for long, so he has to teach him everything he knows?

No matter how you think about it, it seems unreal.

Xi Zichu had received too many cold stares before, and Zixiao suddenly showed his goodwill, which made him a little unsure of how to respond.

"Of course, aren't you very interested in that move?"

Zixiao was not just talking about teaching Xi Zichu sword moves.

The Grass Sword Art is the world's top sword art, and with the Eight-Leaf Sword Grass, a heaven-defying artifact, Zixiao can easily derive any sword art in the world.

Since it can be derived, it can certainly be taught.

It's just sword intent and moves.

"But, but, Senior Brother, isn't that your trump card?"

"So you are worried about this? There is absolutely no need."

Zi Xiao waved his hand and said, "You and I are now brothers. Just like Master said, we are already family members. Moreover, we have been together for a while and have a good relationship with each other."

"Moves and skills are just external things. I will certainly be very happy if you can become stronger."

"Senior Brother!"

Xie Zichu looked a little touched.

Thinking about his previous worries, he was simply judging others by his own meanness.

Compared to his senior brother, he can really be called a villain.

"Senior Brother, actually I also have..."

"Stop."

Xie Zichu was so excited that he wanted to blurt out the fact that the Human Emperor Sword was in his body, but was interrupted by Zi Xiao.

Zixiao said with a serious face: "Brother, I don't know what you want to say to me, but I know from your expression that you are going to say something important, just because I plan to teach you sword moves?"

"If that's the case, aren't we two making a deal, I teach you sword moves, and you tell me your hidden secrets."

"That would not only insult me, but also insult yourself!"

"So, I don't want to hear what you want to say. When you calm down, I will teach you that sword move."

After that, Zixiao went to the pavilion, leaving a tall back view to Xi Zichu.

You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If you want to completely turn this son of destiny into Lei of the pseudo-spiritual realm, you need to plan carefully.

Looking at the back of the senior brother leaving.

Xi Zichu's eyes were slightly red. Except for a few people, this was the first time he felt warmth after joining the sect.

Such a noble person actually became his senior brother.

But before, he was still thinking whether his senior brother would be interested in Dai'er and whether he would snatch his resources.

I really deserve to die!

Xi Zichu wanted to slap himself now. When did he forget his original idea?

If his senior brother needs anything next time, he will definitely stand up first!

Zixiao, who left, didn't care what Xi Zichu was thinking.

Human Emperor Body, Human Emperor Sword, these things need not be said, they must be the standard of the Son of Destiny, which has been seen on the panel before.

The reason why he used that sword move in the hall before was also for Xi Zichu to take the initiative to find him.

Now it seems that the plan is very successful.

What he wants to do with the Son of Destiny is to see if he can completely change his fate.

When he was in Yaoguang Holy Land before, he found that Zuo Yuanfei's Son of Destiny label seemed to have some strange changes, but he still couldn't be sure whether this change was a good thing or a bad thing.

Now, he can experiment on the guinea pig, Xi Zichu.

…

In the main hall of Kunwu Mountain.

A white-haired old man was saying something angrily.

In front of him was a middle-aged man, wearing a Taoist robe, surrounded by a trace of Taoist rhyme, and his every move carried the power of heaven and earth.

This man was the leader of Kunwu Mountain.

Yun Xiong.

The white-haired old man was Qiu Yi's father, Qiu Zhuo, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Master! The new disciple who joined the sect must be a spy sent by other forces. Otherwise, how could a casual cultivator defeat my Yi'er? Please expel him from the sect, and before that, let him suffer the pain of skinning and soul refining!"

Qiu Zhuo is really vicious.

He directly labeled Zixiao as a spy from another force.

Kunwu Mountain's Sect Master Yun Xiong reached out and patted Qiu Zhuo's shoulders twice: "Elder Qiu, Qingfeng has already tried it. That child is definitely not sent by other forces."

"As for Qiu Yi, you can go to the Alchemy Peak to take out the holy medicine to heal his wounds. We are all family, so don't worry about it anymore."

"Hehe...holy medicine..."

Qiu Zhuo sneered twice: "Sect Master, do you know that the man insulted my Yi'er repeatedly and made him lose his Tao heart? What's the use of holy medicine!"

"He must give me an explanation for this matter, otherwise, I will not let it go!"

"Hmm?"

Yun Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strong aura emanated from him.

The aura made Qiu Zhuo's whole body stiff, but his only son suffered such a serious blow, even if it was the Sect Master he respected on weekdays, he chose to be tough.

"Master, he is just a new disciple. You will not hurt our friendship of hundreds of years for him, right?!"

"Qiu Zhuo, do you know what you are talking about?"

Yun Xiong's tone has completely turned cold.

But Qiu Zhuo still has no intention of backing down: "A disciple, even if he is a genius, what can he do? The background of a casual cultivator is destined to make him incapable of success! Master, would you rather protect such a person than give me an explanation?"

"Even if he is an ordinary disciple, in our Kunwu Mountain, things must be right and wrong. I have heard the details of the incident from Qingfeng."

"Your son provoked first, and he is so disgusting on weekdays that it is hard to describe. Instead of educating your son well, you want me to punish a disciple in the name of the master?"

"You are simply going backwards!"

"I will not allow you to interfere in this matter again. Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding friendship. Okay, you can leave!"

After saying that, Yun Xiong waved his sleeves and said to see him off.

Seeing that the sect leader had no intention of caring about him, Qiu Zhuo gritted his teeth and turned away.

What Yun Xiong did not notice was that there was a hint of golden light in Qiu Zhuo's eyes.

That was the aura that belonged to the Way of Heaven.