Reverend Insanity

The sky is clear blue and cloudless. ΩBiΩqu'ge

Maple Leaf City is bustling with people flowing through it.

It has been six years since the city lord's son Hong Ting was born.

In the past six years, Maple Leaf City has been without disasters and disasters. The weather has been smooth and the scale has continued to expand. It has already been more than ten times larger than before. It is the first human city in the entire plain.

Chirp chirp chirp…

A group of sparrows flew from nowhere, their bodies shimmering with golden light, flying in large groups.

Their spirituality was extraordinary. When they went straight to the sky above the city lord's palace, they suddenly exploded and turned into little golden lights, falling down.

In the city lord's palace, Hong Ting was waving the small sword in his hand, walking quickly among the rockeries and dancing with the sword.

For a moment, Hong Ting was nowhere to be seen, only a ball of sword light flashing around like bright silver.

"good!"

"Amazing!"

"Young master is truly extremely talented. After only three months of training in swordsmanship, he has already mastered it. It's so severe that it's really unimaginable."

The guards around him praised him sincerely.

City Lord Hong Zhu touched his beard, smiled and nodded. He was full of pride for his son, and the shock had disappeared.

Over the years, Hong Ting's qualifications and performance have repeatedly refreshed his cognitive limits, making him understand how superficial his past understanding of the word "genius" was.

Because he was shocked too many times, Hong Zhu became numb a few years ago, and in the following years it became a matter of course.

Clang!

At this moment, there was a crisp sound.

The silver sword shadow suddenly disappeared, and Hong Ting's figure appeared again. He held a small sword in his hand and chopped off a corner of a mountain stone.

Immediately, there were endless cheers and praises.

"Father, I always feel that this swordsmanship is still unfinished and there is a lot of room for improvement." Hong Ting's lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were like stars. He walked out of the rockery with a smile on his brows.

His father, Hong Zhu, laughed: "Your swordsmanship is the secret book of the famous swordsman Zhao Sansi. My father used Curiosity to get it from him. You have only practiced for three months and you don't like it?"

Hong Ting blinked, with a hint of cute cunning flashing in his eyes: "Father, I feel the same way. To be honest, this swordsmanship is just like this. I have practiced it for three months and have already mastered the essence."

Hong Zhu hummed and felt a headache again. My son's talent is so high that he can learn everything quickly, and he can master everything he learns right away. This is a good thing, but it also has a bad side. Hong Zhu’s foundation had been hollowed out by Hong Ting a few years ago. He tried every means to search for other people’s secrets from outside and teach Hong Ting, but he still couldn’t stop Hong Ting’s black hole. learning ability.

What should we do in the long run?

At this moment, a group of sparrows flew above their heads and suddenly exploded into golden light spots.

The light spots scattered down and quickly integrated into everyone's minds, most of which were absorbed by Hong Ting alone.

For a time, everyone's faces showed a look of joy. They were taught one after another and mastered all kinds of strange secrets.

"This is another immortal teaching!"

"I wonder which immortal took action?"

"We also want to thank the young master. We are all grateful to him."

The guards looked at Hong Ting feverishly, and even Hong Zhu's eyes had a hint of complexity.

Hong Ting closed his eyes tightly and immersed himself in the suddenly new wealth of knowledge.

Hong Zhu and others were no longer surprised. Even the people outside the city lord's palace were only slightly surprised, and then they all returned to their normal lives, busy with their own affairs.

Visions and miracles are fascinating, but if there are too many of these things, they will become commonplace.

The magical signs that Hong Ting was born with were no longer just a simple concept, but were so numerous that they were overwhelming and numbing.

Ever since he was born and was accepted as a disciple by Duke Long, he would often experience magical miracles.

Duke Long is the leader of Heavenly Court. Not to mention the level 8 Gu Immortals in Heavenly Court, each of the ten ancient sects in Central Continent, the lower sect of Heavenly Court, is a behemoth, the overlord of one party, and has a profound foundation.

Duke Long accepted his disciples with great fanfare,

There is no cover-up, everyone understands what he means, so whether they are Zhongzhou Zhengdao, Demon Dao or Sanxian, they are all very concerned about Hong Ting's growth.

It is no longer a secret that Hong Ting is the seed of luck and will be cultivated by heaven to become a future immortal. So every once in a while, a Gu Immortal or a descendant of the Gu Immortal would help Hong Ting secretly, forming a good relationship and becoming familiar with him.

Therefore, it is no longer unusual for a golden bird to pass on the Dharma. There are also various miraculous signs and visions such as spiritual cranes passing messages, auspicious clouds delivering fruits, holy winds washing marrow, etc., all the time.

After a long time, Hong Ting completely absorbed the knowledge in his mind, but he frowned: "Although there are eighteen kinds of weapon training techniques, each of which is exquisite and superb, there is still no way to know it in advance. Father, what am I doing? When can we open up aerial apertures and control Gu insects? These martial arts techniques, no matter how advanced, are just mortal skills. Only the manipulation of Gu insects is the right way."

"My son, don't be anxious. You have forgotten again, what instructions did your master give in the letter?" Hong Zhu said with a pleasant expression.

Hong Ting raised his hand impatiently: "Father, I know, I know. Master is saying that although I can enlighten myself in advance, I must do it when I am twelve years old. The time has not come, the opportunity has not come, and I must not advance in advance. . I’m very surprised. Master is so powerful, why can’t he enlighten me now?”

Hong Zhu's face darkened: "Son, your master is an immortal. You can't understand what he thinks, but you have to obey him. You have to understand that he will never harm you. Just show the love and care our parents have for you. Same."

"Yes, father. My son said something wrong, please don't get angry, okay?" Hong Ting quickly handed over his hand. He was filial to his parents.

Time passes, and years pass by in a flash.

Duke Long appeared again and officially accepted Hong Ting as his disciple. He taught him personally while traveling all over the world.

When Hong Ting was twelve years old, Duke Long gave him a cure. He officially embarked on the path of Gu cultivation. Because of his peerless talent and solid foundation, his cultivation level was rapid and his progress was extremely impressive.

Not only his cultivation, but also his experience has been continuously enriched during this journey. He has met many people, from mortals to immortals, from good people to evil people, and his understanding of life and the world has continued to deepen and deepen.

He is chivalrous, he hates evil, he is handsome, and he is resourceful.

"Master, I found out that Xue Tudao, the evil man who massacred the village, is on the top of a nearby mountain!" On this day, Hong Ting returned from hunting and returned to the cave, happily talking to Long Jingyi.

Duke Long nodded and said with a smile: "Sit down, the soup I made is almost ready. This is the bone soup of ancient wild beasts, it will be of great benefit to your growth."

Hong Ting threw the prey in his hand to the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "Master, more than a year ago, I wanted to attack Xue Tudao to punish rape and eliminate evil. You said that I only had level three cultivation, but he had level five. , I am invincible and cannot go. Half a year ago, I already had the fourth level of cultivation and eight killing moves. I am very sure of taking Xue Butu Dao's life. You said you are not 100% sure, so don't take action. Three months ago, I am already at level 5, and I can only deal with Xue Butuo in two or three moves, but you said that his life should not be cut off, and it is not time to eradicate him. Master, if this evil person wants to indulge him again, I don’t know how bad he will be. Innocent lives. Now it’s my turn to take action!”

Duke Long put down the ladle in his hand, stopped stirring the bone soup in the pot, and sighed: "Disciple, the good opportunity has not come yet."

"I don't care what the opportunity is. I only know that if I don't take action this time, I will miss the opportunity!" Hong Ting's attitude was very determined.

Duke Long shook his head: "At this time, Xue Tu Dao's life should not be cut off. If you forcefully kill him, it will be in vain, and there will be sudden twists and turns, leading to tragedy."

"I don't believe it! I can kill him with just one move!!" Hong Ting raised a finger and stared at Duke Long with burning eyes, as if there were flames burning in his eyes.

Duke Long was silent for a moment: "Then go ahead, young man, and give it a try."

"Thank you, Master!" Hong Ting was overjoyed.

"I just hope you won't be disappointed when the time comes."

"How could I be disappointed! Master, please wait a moment, my disciple will come back with Xue Butu Dao's head in just a stick of incense."

Hong Ting turned around and left.

But the time for one stick of incense passed, the time for two sticks of incense passed, the time for three sticks of incense passed again, and Hong Ting was still missing.

Everything was in Duke Long's eyes. Knowing that the time was right, he left the cave, crossed a forest sea, and flew to Hong Ting's side.

Hong Ting knelt on the ground, his face full of anger and regret.

He stared blankly at the foot of the mountain, where there once was a small mountain village where the villagers lived a peaceful and peaceful life.

His eyes were red and bloodshot. When he saw Duke Long, he looked up, with clear traces of tears on his face.

"Master, I never expected that there is actually a Gu Immortal inheritance here. That Xue Butudao wanted to inherit this inheritance, so he came here secretly. I broke his plan, and he used the power of the inheritance to stop me , I fought hard, not wanting the aftermath of the battle to cause landslides and cracks in the ground, and actually completely bury the small mountain village. Master! It was me, it was I who killed these villagers at the foot of the mountain!" Hong Ting cried.

Duke Long did not comfort him, but remained silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Disciple, do you want revenge? Do you want to get rid of Xue Butu Dao? Now the time has come."

"Really? Where is he?" Hong Ting trembled and asked immediately.

"It's on the top of the mountain over there." Duke Long pointed.

Hong Ting rushed over immediately and killed Xue Tu Dao easily.

"I'm so unwilling. I have obviously inherited the true inheritance, but I haven't digested the results yet. I just narrowly escaped death and was so weak that you bumped into me! If you give me more time, I will never be afraid of me. I can still become a Gu Immortal!" "These are Xue Tu Dao's temporary last words.

Hong Ting stood silently in front of Xue Butudao's body.

Duke Long's figure appeared behind Hong Ting again, silently.

After a while, Hong Ting withdrew his dull gaze from Xue Butudao and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, you said that if I listened to your arrangement, I could kill him easily. That little kid People in mountain villages don’t have to be implicated, right?”

Duke Long did not speak, but stretched out his palm and patted Hong Ting's shoulder gently.

Hong Ting's body trembled, and he was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Master, I want to ask you, what is fate...?"