N-M Chapter 606 Demon Seed Jiang Ziheng
Chapter 606 Demon Seed Jiang Ziheng
Time flies, and in the world of monks, the length of time is of no importance.
During the three hundred years, the woman gradually emerged and became a leading figure in the world of immortal cultivation.
No one here knows where she came from, and she is not affiliated with any other major sects, which makes more and more prying and greedy eyes fall on her.
One day, the newly built wooden house in the mountains was destroyed, and a group of masked men broke in with the intention of taking her away.
That was the first time the woman went on a killing spree, and the blood dyed the bamboo forest red.
Those who tried to use her as a stove roof did not get out alive.
Afterwards, she prayed for the souls of these people and took the initiative to talk to the beggar for the first time: "Ah Heng, do you think your teacher is cruel?"
Jiang Ziheng.
This was the name the woman gave the beggar on the day she picked him up, hoping that he would be able to support himself and stick to his original heart.
"No." Jiang Ziheng answered without hesitation, and was even slightly excited. The blood all around him aroused his desire to kill. If he was not afraid that his master would not like it, this group of people would not be enough for him to practice on.
But when the woman heard this, there was a trace of confusion between her cold eyebrows. She looked at the distant sky and said, "Tell me, why is there killing in this world?"
At that moment, Jiang Ziheng understood the compassion in her eyes.
It is the great love for the world, it is mercy, it is the holiness that does not allow any filth to exist.
He lowered his head with a pale face and secretly hid his hand.
These hands are covered in blood and cannot be discovered.
It was then that he realized that if he wanted to stay with his master, he could only be an upright and ordinary disciple, not a demon or a person with a dirty heart.
Later, the days of hiding from place to place became too disturbing, and just as the woman was about to make a breakthrough, she took Jiang Ziheng back to the sect.
This was the first time Jiang Ziheng knew that his master was from the Pharmacist Sect.
In this inconspicuous and unremarkable place in the martial arts sect, a powerful man who has cultivated to the top for three hundred years suddenly emerged. No wonder the woman never introduced herself as a master, probably because she didn't want to bring trouble to her master's sect.
After entering Feitian Ferry, the woman went into seclusion.
Before closing the cave, she had only one request to Jiang Ziheng: "Have fun with the brothers."
She never had high expectations of him.
Therefore, even though Jiang Ziheng's progress in cultivation was slow over the past three hundred years, he had never been blamed. Now, this instruction seemed more like handing him over to the master's care.
It made sense. After all, with her ability, she would be able to break through the tribulation and become an immortal within a year or two. By then, he would be left alone in the world, and naturally he would become an ordinary disciple of the Medicine Master Sect.
Unfortunately, he was not an ordinary beggar.
He was born in a swamp on the other side of the ocean. He was a demon from birth. Over the past three hundred years, he not only healed the injuries from practicing martial arts, but also used his talent to figure out a set of cultivation methods of his own.
In fact, his cultivation level is already on par with his master's, but due to the racial difference, it will take him hundreds of years to ascend.
He thought he had enough time, but the master left too fast.
"Junior brother, don't worry and stay here. We will help Junior Sister Jiang take good care of you. Haha, she has been extremely talented and intelligent since she was a child. The Medicine Master Sect does not have any extra resources to provide for her. What we have to do now is to keep a low profile and not let people from other sects find out."
The people in the Pharmacist Sect are very nice, each of them is careful and considerate, and they have the same compassionate heart of a doctor and the same chivalrous spirit as the woman.
But this is exactly what Jiang Ziheng hates the most.
He thought of an idea from the concern of his fellow brothers, and began to spread the news secretly, which attracted many sects to attack the Pharmacist Sect.
During this period, the woman finally came out, but the gap in strength was too great, and she was beaten to a pulp by the mob in no time.
After that, there was another long period of seclusion.
Jiang Ziheng was unwilling to give up, so he found his birthplace and stole the sleeping heart of the god in the swamp on the other side of the ocean.
This heart can attract thunder from heaven and shatter the steps of heaven.
As long as the heavenly steps are broken, the master will not be able to ascend and can only find another way like him.
Anyway, being a god means having no desires and even the little kindness in the master's eyes would disappear. It would be better not to be a god and live in the bamboo forest for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. With their abilities, they can call the wind and rain without any problem. Wouldn't that be a carefree life?
Unfortunately, things don’t always go as planned. Jiang Ziheng didn’t expect that his master would almost die under the thunderbolt, and his soul would have to reincarnate for thousands of years before it could return to its place.
This is a punishment from heaven.
Now that a thousand years of loneliness had passed, the time had finally come for master and disciple to meet again. Jiang Ziheng's heart was filled with joy and relief.
"It's been a thousand years. I can hear my master calling me again. I will die without regrets." Jiang Ziheng looked up at the woman in front of him. He could no longer suppress the love in his heart and his eyes were full of madness.
The woman reached out and stroked his head, just as cold and gentle as when they were children. But the words she spoke were not comforting, but "Was it you who wrote the curse on the pharmacist family back then?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ziheng, who was kneeling on the ground, froze all over. A trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes. He subconsciously shook his head to deny it, "No, Master, are you..."
However, before he could finish his words, the hand fell on his shoulder. It was neither light nor heavy, but it generated a huge force that almost crushed his bones.
"Ah Heng, don't let me use the soul-searching technique." The woman's voice was cold and lonely, more indifferent and lonely than Ye Lan's, and more elegant than this world.
But it was such a plain sentence that made Jiang Ziheng feel a chill down his spine and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
It had been so long that he had forgotten how powerful and impartial his master was.
Over the years, he has been watching her soul reincarnate, treating it as an experiment in each life and playing with it in the palm of his hand. He has completely forgotten how terrifying the number one power in the world of immortal cultivation was a thousand years ago.
"Master, I..." Jiang Ziheng was unsure of how many memories the woman would have after their souls merged. After hesitating for a long time, he finally didn't dare to lie and stammered to admit his mistake. "Because they have been looking for your whereabouts, I didn't want to hand over your body, so I had to cast a spell on them."
The result of the curse was that the bloodline of the Pharmacist became weaker with each generation. In the end, they were afraid that they could not protect Kunpeng on the Feitian Ferry and the shattered entrance to the Heavenly Stage, so they had no choice but to pass it on to others. At one point, it even disappeared in the long river of history.
It was not until the Wu family's generation that things started to improve a little, but Wu Xingjie and his son obviously had few children, and gradually they became burdened with the consequences of the curse.
"Untie it." The woman gave the order calmly.
"Okay, I'll solve it right away." Jiang Ziheng didn't dare to hesitate for fear of not having the chance to atone for his sins. He turned around and drew talismans and made seals towards the Pharmacist Gate opposite the thousand-foot waterfall, thus solving the blood curse that had lasted for a thousand years.
This was his own creation, so even though the Pharmacists had doubts for so many years, they were unable to find the crux of the problem or the solution. For him, it was just a piece of cake.
After doing all this, he turned around and looked at the person in front of him with hope, "Master, I know I was wrong. From now on, if you say east, I will never go west. I have changed, okay?"