Chapter 400 Betrayal of Laozi? The method of reshaping White Guard looked at Kong Xuan, with a wry smile slowly rising from the corner of his mouth.
The bitter smile was very light, but it carried the bitterness of tens of thousands of dollars.
"A bright future?"
"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, do you know where I, Quasi-Saint Peak, came from?"
Kong Xuan Silence.
White Guard continued:
"The elixirs are accumulated, the mana is empowered, and Heavenly Dao's origin feeds back."
"Master gave me everything."
"But it never gave me a foundation."
"Gives me strength."
"But he never gave me a way to control my power."
"Give me cultivation."
"But he never gave me the way."
He paused, his voice hoarse:
"I, White Guard, have lived for tens of thousands of yuan."
"From a casual cultivator to Quasi-Saint Peak."
"But I haven't even found my own way."
"I can't even see my own path clearly."
"I don't even know where my heart is."
"Does this kind of me have a bright future?"
Kong Xuan Silence.
He looked at White Guard, looking at the calm but tired face.
There was an indescribable emotion in my heart.
He remembered that time.
I remember the time when I had not yet worshiped Interception Sect.
I remember when I was trapped in Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Peak and couldn't make any progress.
I think of the time when I had no feet, no talent, but no way out.
He understands that feeling.
"So you come to the Interception Sect?"
Kong Xuan spoke, his voice no longer cold.
White Guard nodded.
"Interception Sect has Xuandu Vice Sect Master."
"There is Hunyuan Dao."
"There is Martial Dao Law."
"There are masters who never treat their disciples as tools."
"I came here to seek a way out."
"A path of your own."
The sound fell, and the void became silent.
Kong Xuan looked at him and was silent for a long time.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"You wait here."
"I'll send the message Vice Sect Master."
White Guard nodded and bowed slightly:
"Thank you Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."
Kong Xuan Turn around and take a step forward.
Five-Colored Radiance flashed past, and the figure disappeared in Golden Ao Island.
White Guard is independent in the void, looking at the disappearing figure.
His eyes were calm.
But beneath that calmness, there were hidden expectations that the Ten Thousand Yuan Club had never had.
He waited tens of thousands of yuan.
Wait for an opportunity.
Wait for a way out.
Waiting for someone who considers himself a disciple.
Now, he is here.
Come to the Interception Sect.
Come to Xuandu.
Let's take a gamble.
I bet the man in Tsing Yi won't let him down.
Golden Ao Island, Soaring Cloud Cave.
Purple clouds are lingering, and Green Jade is paving the ground.
Xuandu is sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, with his green clothes hanging down and his black hair shawl.
He closed his eyes and his mind sank into Chaos Bead.
Four Fierce Beasts, each in his own place.
Taotie is in the center, Chaos is in the west, Qiongqi is dormant in the south, and Taotie is sleeping in the north.
Chaos Silver Python roams around North Sea Depths, Human Race Elite practices in retreat.
Everything is business as usual.
"Buzz."
The void ripples slightly.
Kong Xuan's figure appeared outside the palace gate.
"Vice Sect Master, disciple Kong Xuan asks for an audience."
Xuandu Open your eyes.
A very faint light flashed in the depths of those eyes that were as calm as ancient wells.
"Come in."
Kong Xuan stepped into the palace, stood under the cloud bed, and bowed slightly.
"Vice Sect Master, Golden Ao Island There is a person from outside."
Xuandu eyes moved slightly:
"Who?"
Kong Xuan said:
"White Guard."
"Laozi's disciple."
The sound fell, and there was a sudden silence in Soaring Cloud Cave.
Zixia seemed to have stopped for a moment.
Xuandu's eyes narrowed slightly.
White Guard.
Disciple of Laozi.
What is he here to do?
"What is he here for?"
Xuandu opening.
Kong Xuan Take a deep breath and speak one word at a time:
"Run away."
The two words fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
Xuandu Silence.
He looked at Kong Xuan, at those unruly yet complex eyes.
Thoughts are spinning in my mind.
Disciples of White Guard, Laozi.
Quasi-Saint Peak.
Such a person comes to seek refuge with the Interception Sect?
Is it sincere?
Or is it Laozi's calculation?
Are you desperate?
Or is there another plan?
Xuandu's eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised into a smile.
The smile was very light, but it carried a kind of understanding that penetrated everything.
"Let him in."
The four characters fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
Kong Xuan was startled:
"Master, don't you go in person?"
Xuandu shook his head slightly:
"No need."
"He came to seek refuge, not to challenge."
"Let him come to Soaring Cloud Cave, I'll wait for him here."
Kong Xuan nodded, turned and left.
In Soaring Cloud Cave, silence returns.
Xuandu is independent in front of the cloud bed, standing with his hands behind his back.
The blue robe is slightly raised, and the black hair is shawl.
He raised his eyes and looked outside the palace gate.
After a while.
Outside the palace gate, the void swayed slightly.
Two figures, one behind the other, slowly stepped in.
Kong Xuan is in the front, White Guard is in the back.
White Guard stepped into Soaring Cloud Cave and raised his eyes to look at That Green Clad Figure.
Looking at that young but calm face.
Looking into those eyes as calm as an ancient well.
There was an indescribable emotion in my heart.
This is Xuandu.
Jie Sect Vice Sect Master.
Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal Nine Heavens.
Hundred Year Dao Proving, Mend the Sky and Support the Heavens, collect Four Fierce Beasts, awaken humanity.
Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun suffered losses at his hands.
Even Primordial Heavenly Venerate was forced to retreat by him.
Even Jieyin Zhunti was suppressed by him in the sky above Emperor Ku Tribe.
This is the person he is looking for.
This was the gamble he took.
White Guard took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
"Disciple White Guard, meet Xuandu Vice Sect Master."
The sound shook the palace and purple clouds surged.
Xuandu looked at him with calm eyes.
Under that calmness, there is a kind of understanding that penetrates everything.
"Get up."
The three words fell, like the spring breeze blowing on the face.
White Guard stood up and stood in the palace.
He bowed slightly, not daring to raise his head.
Xuandu looked at him and was silent for a moment.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"Why did you come?"
White Guard Take a deep breath:
"This disciple comes to the Interception Sect to find a way."
Xuandu said, "You are under Laozi's door and there is no way?"
White Guard smiled bitterly:
"Return to Vice Sect Master, there is only one way for a disciple to follow the master."
"It's the accumulation of elixirs, the empowerment of mana, and the feedback from Heavenly Dao's origin."
"It means you have some cultivation, but no foundation."
"There is no realm, but no way."
"I have strength but no intention."
"This disciple doesn't want to take this road."
Xuandu looked at him, his eyes moving slightly.
"Do you know that by coming to the Interception Sect, you are betraying the sect?"
White Guard nodded:
"Disciple knows."
"But the disciple doesn't care."
"Because This Master has never regarded his disciples as his disciples."
"In his eyes, his disciples are just tools."
"A tool to prop up the facade, a tool to spread the word, a tool to keep the door open."
"Never treated as one."
"With such a sect, why betrayal?"
The sound falls like the clanging of gold and stone.
Kong Xuan stood aside, looking at White Guard.
The depths of those unruly eyes were full of complexity.
He remembered that time.
I remember the time when I had not yet worshiped Interception Sect.
I remember when I was stuck in a bottleneck and couldn't make any progress.
I think of the time when I had nothing but nowhere to go.
He understands that kind of despair.
He also understands that kind of unwillingness.
Xuandu looked at White Guard.
Looking at that calm but determined face.
There was a long silence.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"If you want to enter Interception Sect, you can."
"But Interception Sect does not accept waste."
"Although you are Quasi-Saint Peak, your foundation is weak, your aura is disordered, and your power is out of control."
"You look like this, even if I take you in, you won't be able to go far."
White Guard was shocked all over.
He looked at Xuandu, into those calm but deep eyes.
"Vice Sect Master, disciple..."
Xuandu raised his hand to interrupt him.
"I have a way to rebuild your foundation."
"But that process is extremely painful, extremely dangerous, and extremely difficult."
"Can you handle it?"
White Guard gritted his teeth:
"Disciple can bear it."
"This disciple has lived for tens of thousands of yuan, what hardships have he not endured?"
"The pain of elixir initiation, the pain of mana backlash, and the danger of Heavenly Dao's origin impact."
"All my disciples have experienced it."
"Even if it hurts ten times more, this disciple can still hold on."
Xuandu looked at him and shook his head slightly.
"It doesn't hurt ten times, it hurts a hundred times."
"Strip away the power of the elixir, the residual mana, and the origin of Heavenly Dao in your body bit by bit."
"Completely shatter your vain foundation."
"Then, rebuild the foundation, rebuild the mana, and walk Dao Path again."
"This process is like breaking you into pieces and reshaping you."
"Even Quasi-Saint Peak may not be able to hold on."
"Have you thought it through?"
White Guard is silent.
He stood in Soaring Cloud Cave, clasping his hands slightly.
Break and rebuild.
The accumulation of tens of thousands of yuan was wiped out in one fell swoop.
Start from scratch.
Start from scratch.
From nothing to something.
Can he bear it?
He doesn't know.
But he doesn't want to be a tool anymore.
I don't want to guard the gate anymore.
I don't want to be treated like air anymore.
He wants a path of his own.
I want a master who treats me as a disciple.
I want a real life.
"Vice Sect Master."
White Guard spoke in a calm voice:
"Disciple has thought clearly."
"Disciple is willing."
When the four words fell, I felt relieved.