Let’s not talk about the fate of Taoist Xuanxin. When Zhao Hong sent Taoist Ruiming and four fellow disciples back, he and Taoist Xinchen flew towards the precepts and courtesy, among the disciples of the sect, the ones who were concerned went with each other. Some of them dispersed and didn’t mention them. However, there was another who was indeed concerned, but they didn’t dare to go. After hesitating for a long time, he just spat. Looking at Zhao Hong’s back, he thought to himself:

"Zhao Hong, Hanshui! You are so lucky! You won't kill you if you do this! But wait, I will take your life sooner or later!"

He cursed like this. The man turned around and left. He didn't feel guilty about the nearly 300 fellow disciples who died innocently. It was a pity that he could not kill Zhao Hong. This ruthless and unrighteous person was Song Renshu, the most precious youngest son of the head Xuanyu, who was the first enemy of Zhao Hong in this Xueyu Tianling.

He felt angry, and the Nine-Bar Demon-Slaying Sword under his feet quickly crossed the sky like a stream of light. Then he fell into the corner of Xuanyu Villa. Most of his sons were in the Xueyu Immortal Palace on weekdays. Although Song Renshu liked to rely on his father's name, he did not like his father to care too much. Therefore, he lived in Xuanyu Villa on weekdays.

Although the name of "官网" contains the word "官网", it actually occupies a large area. It directly occupies half of the mountain and a large open space under the peak. It looks similar to ordinary counties and towns. However, the place is large, but not many people live there. In addition to Taoist Xuanyu who only stays for a long time, there are only a few brothers of Song Renshu, some senior brothers, and those brothers and the direct disciples of senior brothers. The total number will not exceed 300.

There are few people and many lands. The monks are also capable and have a bright mind. Naturally, one or two can occupy a large territory, and they are built with small buildings with yards. Some of these buildings are simple and elegant, while others are dignified and grand, and there are no two similarities. However, this building is combined together, but it does not give people any abruptness or incongruity. Instead, it can be perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment and other surrounding buildings. This feeling once made Zhao Hong, who was just entering this place, amazed.

Of course, Song Renshu has been watching things that Zhao Hong praised since he was born. He has long been accustomed to them and never thought there was anything extraordinary. He liked this place just because there were few people here. When talking about things... or conspiracy, few people care about them, and naturally few people will find them.

It is precisely because of this reason that after returning to his own courtyard, Song Renshu didn't care whether anyone would follow him, nor did he care about someone eavesdropping. He just opened the door directly and did not close it, and complained to the people waiting for him in the house: "Didn't you say that the red flame golden ring worm is extremely powerful, just like that guy Zhao Hong, can the shrimps with three layers of Qi be cooked casually?! How could he come back alive?!"

Halfway through this, the man in the house saw the opportunity and grabbed Song Renshu's sleeve and pulled him in. Then he hurriedly closed the door tightly, and flicked his fingers again, laying out a layer of magic array that was isolated from the sound. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Song Renshu opposite, he looked very angry and looked like he was not interested in anything. He really wanted to slap him in the face and teach this second-generation ancestor who didn't understand human affairs a lesson.

But of course, this man looks pretty handsome, but he is not stupid. He is just thinking about what he said before. Song Renshu is ungrateful, he is also the youngest son of Taoist Xuanyu. Naturally, he dare not really teach such a lesson. He could only curse in his heart: "This bastard who doesn't understand human affairs is just relying on a good father." On the surface, he still insisted on persuasion:

"Junior brother - you shouted so loudly, are you trying to attract the people from the Precepts Academy?! If Master Xuanyang knew that you were you, I did it. Even the master couldn't protect you." These words were reasonable, but Song Renshu was used to being a dandy person, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Hmph...what are you afraid of? Who in Xuanyu Villa is not a fellow student of our lineage?" He said that, but after hearing this, Song Renshu didn't say much. He gave the man a wink, and then entered the inner room. The man followed him, closed the door and set up a magic circle. Then he took the cushion and sat down. Seeing that Song Renshu's face was not good, he couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

"Senior Brother Xinyu, you heard what you said just now. Don't you think you should give me an explanation?" Song Renshu saw that the Taoist had sat down, and snorted coldly, and continued to say the previous words:

"On that day, you repeatedly promised me that things were foolproof. Then I believed you and did what you said. But what did you say this time?"

"How can I know?" Taoist Xinyu smiled bitterly and said, "You should also be clear about the ability of the Red Flame Golden Ring Earth. How many people were going back this time and how many people came back? You should have heard of it. He has a little more destiny than others. What can I do with this?!"

"Direction... Hum." After hearing the Taoist's explanation, Song Renshu was even more disliked. However, he could not find any other words or reasons to prove that Zhao Hong was not favored by Destiny. In this way, he was too lazy to speak.

Seeing that Song Renshu stopped talking, Taoist Xinyu, opposite him, asked tentatively: "So, junior brother, you said last time that as long as I help you this time, you will ask Master to teach me the best skills..."

After hearing what the Taoist Xinyu said, Song Renshu snorted coldly: "If that person dies, I will naturally keep my promise. Don't talk about the Hanyu Divine Arts' Divine Refining Stage's technique. It is to transform the emptiness, merge, and even to achieve great success and tribulation. I can help you get it from your father! But now this matter is not over! He, Zhao Hong! He is not dead yet! He is alive, you have the face to ask me to help you?!"

After hearing what Song Renshu said, Taoist Xinyu raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "Junior brother, this is wrong. You only said that I helped you this time, so you asked your master to teach me the skills behind the Hanyu magic skills, but you didn't say that you had to die."

"Hmph!" After hearing what Taoist Xinyu said, Song Renshu was too lazy to pay attention to him. After snorting coldly, he stopped talking about the topic, but said, "Let's not discuss this matter for now - if Zhao Hong is not dead, I will never give up. If you want me to talk to you in front of your father, then find a way to help me get rid of that person!"

After hearing what Song Renshu said, Taoist Xinyu became increasingly dissatisfied with the second generation ancestor. He was secretly ruthless. He had already thought in his heart:

"My talent, such a bone, and such perseverance. Which of the brothers and sisters can compare to me? I have achieved the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage in two hundred years. Not to mention the speed of Biluobei Continent, how many people can there be in the entire Xuanyuan World?!

But the old thief refused to give me the next skill. I repeatedly begged that he just wanted me to cultivate my mind and cultivate my nature - bah! I was just jealous of my better talent, and I was afraid that I would compare the good disciples who listened to him and his precious sons in front of me. How dirty is this kind of mind?! I am worthy of me to cultivate my mind and cultivate my nature?!"

This thought flashed in his heart. On the surface, there was no change, but his eyes narrowed slightly. Just by squinting, his temperament changed. The light emitted by those slightly narrow eyes was quite invisible, the pale face was too pathological, and his lips were too thin. His temperament suddenly became quite different, and he looked gloomy and ghostly. Song Renshu, who was sitting opposite him, only felt that the senior brother he had always looked down upon had changed. He was stunned, and looked carefully, but it seemed nothing. So he just thought it was because he was confused and didn't think much about it.

"What do you think?" It seemed that at this time, he actually felt a little afraid of Senior Brother Xinyu, who had always looked down upon. Song Renshu became even more impatient at this moment, so he urged Taoist Xinyu to ask him to answer.

"Hmph... I'll try it a little bit. Junior brother, don't let me down again, otherwise..." As soon as he thought of this, Taoist Xinyu smiled again and said to Song Renshu:

"Okay, I can trust you, junior brother, and you must trust me, too."

"You have a way?" Song Renshu asked.

"No, no, no. Junior brother, this matter must be discussed for a long time." Taoist Xinyu smiled happily, but in Song Renshu's eyes, it was extremely annoying: "The most important thing now is not to plan the next way to deal with Zhao Hong. But think about how we can get rid of this matter. After all, Junior brother, you came forward in person at that time to ask Master Xuanxin to do this. Although it is unlikely that Uncle Master will give you up, Master Xinchen, the eldest disciple, is to clear his master's charge. I am afraid..."

"This..." After hearing what Taoist Xinyu said, Song Renshu hesitated for a moment, and then looked indifferent again.

"So what can I do if I say it? I just said that I didn't know that there is a red flame golden ring worm that has cultivated into a spirit there. What can I punish me?"

"I can't punish you." Taoist Xinyu continued to smile and said, "But this is the case, what do you think the uncle of Yuanyi Master would think?"

After hearing what Taoist Xinyu said, Song Renshu suddenly woke up - yes, he wanted to kill Zhao Hong because he didn't like Zhao Hong - However, why didn't like Zhao Hong? Naturally, it was for him to block his future - if he was confident that he would defeat that person in three years, then naturally he wouldn't have to worry about this. But Zhao Hong's speed of cultivation was really terrible. Song Renshu was worried that he would not win him in three years. That was why he came up with such an idea... Of course, it can also be said that this idea was delivered to his door.

"I dealt with him to free up a seat with the uncle of the Yuanyi Division. If the uncle of the Yuanyi Division blamed me for this or had a bad impression of me, then even if Zhao Hong died, I would probably not be able to inherit the uncle's rule. Such a thing that puts the cart before the horse cannot be done."

Seeing Song Renshu lowering his head and pondering, he didn't say anything. Taoist Xinyu didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile. After a moment, Song Renshu spoke in a surrendered manner: "Senior brother is right, what should I do? Please teach me."

Seeing that Song Ren's book was soft and his wife was soft, Taoist Xinyu felt a sense of pleasure. He couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he said, "Junior brother, don't be too polite. You and I have to go out of the same school, so we should take care of each other and help each other. Do you think so?"

Song Renshuyan looked at Taoist Xinyu in this way. He felt more and more disgusted, but he was still using him for a while. So he had to continue to echo: "What is the senior brother saying."
Chapter completed!