Master, He Always Wants to Be Betrayed

The Purple Ruins Realm was opened thirty years ago. On the day it was opened, four bloody characters were carved on the top of the mountain: I want to accept a disciple. Everyone was shocked, and the geniuses from each family offered: Innate Fire Spirit Core, once in a thousand years! Innate ice spirit core! Rare to see! The current leader of the realm, Gao Shen, shook his head: He has insufficient qualifications and no relationship between master and apprentice. Practitioners: Dare I ask you... Current Realm Master: Qualifications are not important, the key is to wear black clothes, have a paralyzed face, be rebellious, well, and be able to bully teachers and destroy ancestors... Practitioners (trembling with fear): ... Just say that you are attracted to the Venerable Rakshasa. Current Landlord: Huh? That one is too ugly? Don't want. * Changle, the Lord of the Purple Ruins Realm, was young and frivolous, and had superb swordsmanship. He once killed thousands of demons by the Heng River. When he was a young boy, he suddenly broke his natal sword and disappeared. The outside world said that he had fallen long ago, but the sword he forged could withstand thunder and was known as the life-saving magic weapon in the world of spiritually disordered cultivation. This sudden recruitment of a disciple has caused chaos in the world of cultivation. People are speculating that this person may be destined to be the real one soon, but little does they know—— When the client was in trouble, he discovered a new hobby of reading story books. Jun Changle didn't read the literature of his master, and he dreamed of having an apprentice who would bully his master and destroy his ancestors. However, his body and soul were weak and he couldn't leave easily. He could only comfort himself by eating melons from his master and apprentice on the hill next door. Until one day, he couldn't bear it anymore and summoned all the people to recruit disciples, but he couldn't find anyone he liked. When he was feeling melancholy, he picked up a beautiful ancient mirror on the edge of a cliff. There was a man in the mirror. He heard that he was watching a play and lamented that something had appeared, so he gave him a soft powder dumpling. This group of people dressed in black, with cold faces and bruises all over their bodies, looks like the kind of pitiful little people in dramas whose father doesn't care for their mother. Jun Changle: I think this boy will achieve great success! The taboo between master and disciple is not a dream! Later, his dream came true, but it changed from one to three. * In the golden cage woven by silkworms, the notorious man looked at him with sinister and crazy eyes: "Master, who do you like? Is it me? Is it Xie Nian? Or is it the bastard you broke your own sword for hundreds of years ago?" Jun Changle: Maybe but... You don't have to scold yourself? I can make myself jealous to death. The wolf dog apprentice Gong Intention: Continuously strive for self-improvement, be brave to survive, and never bow down to difficulties