Chapter 32: 12

He really wanted to do something, Yingzhao stood in front of Wen Renming. He wanted to hold him firmly, he wanted to disperse the children who were bullying him. But he couldn’t do anything, he could only watch the other party suffer in front of him.

When the class bell rang, these children finally let Wen Renming go and ran away. Not far away, a man in a precious vestment passed by.

Yingzhao knew that this person was Wen Renming’s father, Wen Renlan. But when the other party saw that Wen Renming was treated like this, he just turned and left without saying a word.

Afterwards, the entire picture slowly faded and became no longer clear. The surrounding scenes began to switch quickly again, and after a long time, the scene was frozen.

The surrounding environment was clear again, and Yingzhao saw that the scene at this moment was in a very dark and narrow room. The room was very shabby, with only a shabby quilt on the bed.

In the room, except for a table and a chair, there is no other furniture, even the tea cup on the table is chipped.
Wen Renming was sitting quietly on the bed at the moment, he seemed to have grown up a lot. It looked like he was about fifteen or sixteen years old. It’s just that at this moment, he still doesn’t seem to have the slightest cultivation base.

With a creak, the door was opened, and a reluctant servant entered. The man casually threw a tray on the table, then left the room without even looking at Wen Renming.

Yingzhao saw Wen Renming heard the sound and stood up, groping carefully to the table. He sat down to get the food from the tray.

However, the tray wasn’t even leftovers, it was just a bowl of spoiled rice, not even a pair of chopsticks. (*My blood is boiling)

Yingzhao had realized that what he saw was Wen Renming’s memory. He saw Wen Renming pick up the bowl of rice expressionlessly, directly grabbed the moldy rice in the bowl and put it into his mouth, then swallowed it expressionlessly.

Yingzhao felt that his whole heart was being pulled up, and there was a feeling of being stuck in his throat. He just stayed by Wen Renming’s side quietly, watching him finish a whole bowl of rice, not even the last grain of rice at the bottom of the bowl.
Then, he fumbled back to the bed. From the edge of the bed, he found a dirty cloth, wiped his hands vigorously, and sat there quietly, not saying a word.

It wasn’t until late at night that he lay down on the bed and covered himself in the shabby quilt. This whole day, no one has come to see Wen Renming again. So, that bowl of moldy sour rice was the only thing he ate all day.

Yingzhao just knelt down in front of Wen Renming’s bed and held his hand. Staring at Wen Renming’s pale and thin cheeks, he finally couldn’t help but reddened his eyes.

This is a feeling of seeing the treasure in your heart, being trampled on by others.

He couldn’t bear the turmoil in his heart, and wished to kill all those who had bullied and hurt Wen Renming. However, no matter how angry he is, what can he do? Wen Renming has already experienced all this. At that time, he was not by his side.

Soon, the scene in front of him changed again, and now Wen Renming seemed to have grown up a bit. At this moment, he seemed to be in an uninhabited ancestral hall. A black jade slip was suspended in front of him, and a huge energy rushed towards him.
He seemed to be in great pain, and the power in the jade slip expanded his meridians in an instant, and all the power gathered and drilled into his body. Yingzhao knew that the jade slip should be the legendary “Qingyuan Jue”.

Although Wen Renming didn’t know how he obtained this jade slip, he knew that, as an ordinary person with no cultivation, it would be very painful and dangerous to let such a treasure with enormous power recognize them as its owner.

Yingzhao thought to himself that the reason why this jade slip surrendered to Wen Renming might be because of Suzaku´s blood in his soul.

Yingzhao clenched his fists, watching Wen Renming endure the pain of being connected with the jade slip in front of him, and wished he could rush up to suffer for him.

Wen Renming gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead burst out one by one, but he still didn’t make any sound. Gritting his teeth, he insisted on absorbing all the energy transmitted by the jade slip.

After “Qingyuan Jue” completely recognized the master, the black jade fell to the ground, and it lost its luster. Yingzhao knew that the source power of the secret treasure had been completely integrated into Wen Renming’s body, and the jade slip in front of him was just an empty container.
After the encounter just now, Wen Renming’s face became even paler. His legs were shaking, and he finally collapsed to the ground unbearably.

Wen Renming took a heavy breath, and after a long time, he got up from the ground again, and gropingly put the jade slip back to its original place on the altar. Although his eyes still lacked any brilliance, Yingzhao could feel a powerful energy surging around Wen Renming’s body.

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Now Wen Renming finally obtained the “Qingyuan Jue”, and also obtained the energy of the spiritual tool. However, it would take a lot of time and astonishing comprehension to completely refine “Qingyuan Jue”.

At this time, facing Wen Renming’s still young face, Yingzhao frowned, suddenly worried about the scene he was about to see next.

Sure enough, the scene in front of him changed again. Wen Renming practiced day and night in his dimly lit room. He rarely went out, but every time he went out, he came back with large and small wounds on his body.

Yingzhao knew that these injuries were done by the people from the Qingliu Sect. The way they torture Wen Renming is endless, and many servants even deliberately use thin iron wire to burn it red and poke the back of Wen Renming’s hand from a distance.

So Wen Renming mostly hid in the room to cultivate alone, and this was indeed the only thing he could do.

Time seems to be passing fast, because the surrounding light and shadow are so fast that people can’t see clearly, and Wen Renming is slowly growing up in front of him.

When the scene stopped again, Wen Renming, who Yingzhao saw again, had changed into what he looked like when he first met him. He just doesn’t know how many years have passed.

Wen Renming, still wearing shabby clothes, sat on the bench where Yingzhao first met Wen Renming when he was a child. Not long after, a group of young men in white robes and swords walked towards him.

Yingzhao recognized that these people should be the disciples of Qingliu Sect, and when he saw them approaching Wen Renming, a malicious smile appeared on his face.

They walked towards Wen Renming and laughed at him wantonly. The headed man said in an arrogant tone:

“Finally willing to come out? I thought you, a monster, was going to stay in the room until death! Since you are already here, why don’t you play with us? After so many years, the sect master is right, even the Qingliu sect’s subordinates think you are unlucky. But you are still here, adding trouble to the sect master. Do you think he looks like a mangy dog?” After
that, then the group of young people burst into laughter. The young man in the lead stared at Wen Renming and said viciously:

“Come on, learn how to bark for us!”

But Wen Renming was completely unmoved by his words, ignoring them at all, as if they were just The surrounding air is normal. The young man at the head seemed to have lost face, spit and approached Wen Renming.

He raised his arm with a grim face, wanting to hit Wen Renming’s face. When Ying Zhao saw this, his heart tightened, but who knew that just as the man was about to wave his hand, he let out a scream.

He saw that his palm was twisted at an impossible angle. He fell to the ground in pain, looking at Wen Renming with horror on his face. He shouted:

“He hurt me, it must be this monster, he can do magic!”

When the people around heard what the man said, they drew their swords to Wen Renming. However, before they could launch an attack, Wen Renming opened up his consciousness to them, and instantly shattered their sea of ​​consciousness.
He saw these people foaming at the mouth one by one, collapsed on the ground unconscious. Even if the person who is smashed by the sea of ​​consciousness can survive, he will become a fool.

The servant who just stood not far away saw such a scene and ran away immediately, while Wen Renming sat there quietly, without any expression on his face from beginning to end.

After a while, he stood up, ignoring the people who fell on the ground and walked not far away. Upon seeing this, Yingzhao immediately followed Wen Renming’s footsteps.

He saw Wen Renming walk into the depths of the Qingliu Sect and came to the lobby. At this time, Wen Renlan was exhorting his disciples in the lobby.

Wen Renlan was stunned for a moment after seeing Wen Renming, obviously not expecting him to appear here. Then he frowned and said to him in a bad tone:

“What are you doing here? Go back to your room inmediatly!”

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