Although Elder Zheng was only in charge of medicine refining and dispensing, he knew how terrible the prisoner of Jiufeng was.
These people only obey the orders of the Peak Lord. No one knows how powerful they are. Because none of the people who dare to resist live in the world now.
Elder Zheng has been in Jiufeng for such a long time and has only seen it two or three times. The last time was when his granddaughter Xiuru was taken away.
He looked at Yonghui. She was still so young and had never made any major mistakes. It can be said that... she has a bright future. Even if she has not become a palm peak, with her talent, she will definitely be able to become an elder in the future. Moreover, everyone knows the relationship between her and Xu Mingyuan, and many people hope that they can become a pair of Taoist couples who stay with each other.
If Yonghui really knew something but refused to say it, and even had other plans, Elder Zheng could almost foresee her fate.
Perhaps those prisoners will appear in front of you again.
Every time Elder Zheng saw those people appear, he would feel cold all over for a long time.
This is not what those people did to him, it is just his feeling.
He just wanted to live longer. He had seen too many deaths. His master, fellow disciples, his Taoist couples, his children... For him, he had no idea of attaining Tao, ascension, and even improving his realm one step further.
When he was young, he had many dreams... but now, he has almost forgotten them all.
The way of heaven is the fairest. The further one goes on the journey of life, the more one gets. At the same time, he also has to pay. He has gained experience in life, respect from others, and everything he has now. But he has also lost a lot of courage, ideals, relatives, enthusiasm... He thinks he is really old.
"Yonghui, no matter how I say it, your elders, just rely on their old age to say a few words. People always do things wrong, but you are still young. You are not afraid of making small mistakes, because you still have time to correct your mistakes..."
Yonghui looked at him slightly, her eyes tilted as if she was looking at a fool who thought she was smart and chattering endlessly. She asked indifferently: "Is it like Xiuru?"
Elder Zheng was choked hard and couldn't speak.
Even the disciples standing by the side thought Yonghui was too much. As the saying goes, "Scream is not to reveal his shortcomings." Xiuru is the only relative of Elder Zheng. Everyone knows that she has made a big mistake and is imprisoned, but everyone has made an appointment and never mentions it in front of Elder Zheng.
Elder Zheng is a good person. He never hides his personal powers, is generous and has a good reputation. Even Xiuru, before she became obsessed with making a big mistake, many young male disciples secretly liked her in their hearts.
How can Yonghui not be disgusted by saying such mean words?
Even if the disciples who secretly admire her in their hearts feel that she is too much.
Qiuqiu turned to look at Yonghui: "Miss Yonghui, you must have seen the painting in the room?"
Yonghui took a step forward.
Qiuqiu refers to the landscape painting with nine peaks.
She glanced at Qiuqiu: "Of course."
"Your master looks at this painting every day, but she can't find where the Seventh Peak is, so do you. The loser will always find countless excuses for himself and impose jealousy on others. Your master is like this, maybe you are like this, right?"
Yonghui's hand squinted in her sleeves tightly, and she still trembled slightly.
She just mocked Elder Zheng, saying that he had to be repaid in this life quickly. Isn’t this what Qiuqiu said slapped her in the face naked?
"In the years after your master's failure, he must have been full of anger, suspicion, depression, and jealousy... You are the same? Your master and apprentice feel that others have used disgraceful means and rely on cheating and help from others to get the position of the Palm Peak, right?"
"Isn't it?"
Qiuqiu smiled: "Is it true, I know better than you? It's not that I found the seventh peak and became the palm peak, but that the seventh peak chose me."
Yonghui looked at her, and her eyes did not change at all.
No matter what Qiuqiu said, she could not change her cognition. She only believed what she had always believed, and Qiuqiu's words would only be regarded as showing off and demonstrating by her. Just as Elder Zheng's kind-hearted persuasion was regarded as a threat to make her surrender.
In her eyes, everyone was no longer the same as before. They were all inclined to the point of being in power. Whoever made the Palm Peak would servilely please whoever was servile.
What did the master and her do wrong? They work harder and focus more than others. But everything that should belong to them is always snatched away.
At this moment, Yonghui remembered what his master once said very clearly.
Only those who win can decide everything, and what they say is what others are willing to believe. They are open and upright, and they can do everything. However, those who fail can only stand in their shadows and even let others humiliate and trample on them.
Her sword is within reach, and they are so close that she can draw the sword now as long as she wants...
No, no, she can't do that.
Elder Zheng is still here, and there are six disciples. There are also people in the elixir room in front and the medicine warehouse behind. She can't do anything like this at this time.
Otherwise, it would be a disaster.
The master said she did something... She even prepared for that thing for more than ten years, thinking about how to start every day.
The master said that she had encountered more than one opportunity, but she didn't do anything at the end of the day.
But in the end she said she still took action.
The preparation time was too long, and she lived in hesitation and suffering every day.
By the last time she started, she was even a little dazed.
After waiting for too long, she almost forgot why she first had this idea. In the end, she even felt relieved when she started.
Finally, it's over, and I can finally get rid of this swaying, heart-wrenching torture day and night.
Finally...the preparations for more than ten years have ended.
But now Yonghui feels that his master is really stupid. Why didn’t she eliminate the roots? Why did she let the young master survive? If the young master died at that time, then Jingqiu would not have come to Jiufeng now, and all the things that followed would not have happened...
What if they die?
But it was too late for Yonghui. Among the disciples of a generation, there would only be one chance to decide on the Palm Peak. If this one died, then the next Palm Peak would not be his peer.
Not only Qiuqiu could feel the cold aura on Yonghui, but even Elder Zheng noticed it.
He even made a warning gesture to the disciples behind him, and if something was wrong, he would immediately take Yonghui.
Qiuqiu suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Her palm flipped, and the token of the palm peak in her palm was slightly warming. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
ps: The second update, another chapter title that has been chaotic.
I really can’t write conspiracies and ghost schemes… I sweated heavily and I still need to practice hard.
I have written this chapter and changed it three or four times. The things I wrote for the first time are really the same as those posted on it now...
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