I take my brother as the bright moon [rebirth]

The monster's head was still on the shore, with a frightening red light in its eyes, it was staring at Ling Shan's direction, and it even spat out human words.

"Hahahaha, dead... all dead, it's good to have your two apprentices buried with you! It's good!!"

Everyone looked at Ling Shan who was standing still with complicated eyes.

However, he found that Ling Shan, who was always smiling, now had a serious face, and there was even a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Everyone saw Ling Shan raised his hand, a ray of light leaked out from his fingertips, leaped out, and passed straight through the monster's head. The monster still kept its mouth open, but at the next moment, it turned into a A burst of black mist disappeared in place.

Ling Shan stared in the direction of Tianchi ponderously, and didn't even pass the corner of his eye to the monster that died in his hands.

With such a resolute manner, everyone remembered how Ling Shan came galloping just now, the monster didn't even have time to resist, and was cut off by Ling Shan's sword just like that.

With such an understatement of the sword, the serious trouble in everyone's eyes was removed.

Ling Shanzun's cultivation is really unfathomable!

The owner of Yunfeng and Qifeng looked at each other and sighed.

The Master Yunfeng walked up to Ling Shan, "That monstrous demon pill blew itself up, and your two disciples are not strong enough to resist..."

These words were considered euphemistic, everyone knew that those two had already sunk into the bottom of Tianchi Lake, fearing that there would be no chance of them surviving.

Losing two apprentices in such a short period of time is unacceptable to anyone in the industry.

What's more, it is well known that Ling Shan dotes on his young apprentice Yan Tang.

Seeing Yan Tang die in front of his eyes at this moment, he must be very sad.

Some disciples began to cry, "Senior Brother Changyi and Brother Yantang came forward for us, so chivalrous, we will definitely remember them in our hearts!"

"Yes!"

Many disciples began to chime in.

Either sincerely or falsely, but there is a moving look on the face.

Ling Shan closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing his inner emotions. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "No matter what, you need to see people when you live, and you need to see corpses when you die."

When everyone heard this, they felt even more sad.

Master Yunfeng looked sympathetically, "Naturally, we will try our best to find the two of them."

Ling Shan didn't speak, and looked at the miserable situation around him, "Many disciples were injured this time, let's help the rest of the disciples heal for now."

After losing a beloved apprentice, but still caring about others, not everyone can have such a heart.

The person who originally only respected His Majesty Ling Shan now showed a little respect from the bottom of his heart.

Master Yunfeng nodded, and Master Qifeng also called on his disciples to help fellow disciples.

Ling Shan looked at the center of the pool with deep eyes.

The sun shone in the center of the pool water, shimmering, with a faint blue light, and there was no trace of the evil spirit hovering just now.

Ling Shan clenched his fist.

He had prepared for so many years, and how could something that he could have in his pocket be destroyed because of a monster.

When no one was paying attention, Ling Shan looked at Chi Shui with deep unwillingness and paranoia in his eyes.

Ling Shan took a deep breath, turned around, but suddenly noticed the person sitting under the tree, protected by a barrier.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Ling Shan squinted his eyes.

The technique of this enchantment is very familiar.

At first glance, it was Yantang's handwriting.

Ling Shan walked over.

He Jue raised his eyes with a calm expression, "Master."

The hand beside Ling Shan moved slightly, lowered his eyes, looked at He Jue, wondering what he was thinking, "Did you see Yan Tang?"

He Jue nodded, "Yes."

The two were silent for a moment, Ling Shan looked at He Jue, then suddenly looked away, and said in a cold tone, "After all these years, you still look like this."

He Jue smiled, "Thanks to Master for taking care of me."

Ling Shan seemed to snort coldly, but he didn't seem to, he had already raised his legs and turned to leave.

He Jue looked at Ling Shan's back, his smile gradually disappeared, and he stretched out his hand to open the barrier from the inside.

The light spots from the shattered barrier reflected in He Jue's eyes, but did not illuminate the deepest part.

Yantang was ups and downs in dreams, and in those fleeting dreams, he remembered many past events that he had forgotten.

It seemed that the missing fragments were suddenly found back and assembled into a complete memory.

In his last life, he liked Ji Changyi at first.

I like this handsome brother Chang Yi.

But as soon as this man opened his mouth, he couldn't say a few good words, and every sentence pierced his heart.

Later, he put away his gentleness and revealed the thorns all over his body.

Although he tried his best to climb up the heavenly steps and entered the gate of the cultivation world, he always felt like a mortal who strayed into a fairyland, or like a little ghost who was pulled out of hell by mistake.

He respected Ling Shan Zunshan, was well-behaved and obedient, and became his favorite little disciple.

But in fact, he knew that His Majesty Ling Shan always had some distance from him.

He felt terrified, and compared to his master who doted on him, he always involuntarily wanted to get close to that frosty senior brother.

It was also at the time that I had a thick skin.

He once secretly picked the flowers of March and put them in front of Ji Changyi's window with the morning dew.

He also once gave Ji Changyi his favorite chestnut cake.

Although Ji Changyi never showed him a kind smile, he was still happy.

Until one day, when he accidentally fell into the mud while practicing sword, he heard Ji Changyi taunting him.

"It really doesn't fit in with Mo Changshan."

To Yantang at that time, this was the most ruthless words.

He tried his best to integrate into this world full of fear, but was driven into reality by such an understatement.

He was only nine years old.

Secretly hid under the quilt and cried all night.

Yan Tang felt a hand patting his back lightly, with gentle strength, and a faint sigh.

The warmth makes people feel a little sore.

The fragments of the dream gradually dissipated, and Yantang fell asleep completely.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Yan Tang suddenly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the chin that was close at hand.

Yan Tang looked up, and saw a handsome face, because he was asleep, it was less cold than usual, but more gentle.

Yan Tang realized that he was being held in the arms of the other party, and the other party's hands were on his back, restraining him softly.

Yan Tang was stunned for a long time, until the other party's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he was about to wake up, he suddenly looked away.

By the way, he pushed Ji Changyi away.

But accidentally slapped Ji Changyi's chest wound.

Ji Changyi snorted and grabbed Yantang's hand, his voice hoarse, "What are you doing?"

Yan Tang felt guilty for a moment, and then he became more confident, "I should ask you this, you sleep when you sleep, why are you hugging me?"

Ji Changyi rubbed the center of his brows, propped himself up and sat up, with a hint of sneer, "You rushed over while crying in your dreams."

Yantang: "..."

fart!

Yantang wanted to talk back, but when he saw Ji Changyi's pale face and the wound on his chest, he paused, turned his head, and let it go for now.

"I remember we were dragged into the Tianchi Lake, but we didn't die." Yan Tang said with a touch of luck, "It's really lucky."

Speaking of this, for some reason, Yantang felt that Ji Changyi's face seemed even more ugly.

The sound of the bell suddenly rang in his ears, Yan Tang was startled, and turned his head suddenly, only to see a small bell dangling beside his ear.

The bell is still very familiar.

Yan Tang's complexion gradually changed, he hesitated to speak.

Ji Changyi sneered, "You are right, this bell saved us."

The bell bounced happily for a while, then landed on Yantang's wrist, turning into a red thread again.

Yantang pondered for a moment, then couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "This thing that came from the demon king actually has such a use. It seems that Li Chang is not some heinous demon."

Ji Changyi looked at Yantang's expression, and said in a colder tone, "After all, you are the number one demon concubine he likes, so you naturally attach importance to it."

Yantang choked, then smiled shamelessly, and shook his wrist, "So what, if being a demon concubine can save your life, that's not bad..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yantang noticed that Ji Changyi's face was getting colder, with the tendency of a storm coming.

Yantang kept silent, and sat aside obediently and did not speak.

Ji Changyi took two deep breaths, and then suppressed the depression in his heart, "Instead of caring about these things, you should think about how we should get out of this place."

This time Yantang began to look around at the scene.

It looked like an ordinary cave, with water dripping from the rock wall, forming a small puddle below.

There is nothing special about it.

Yan Tang rubbed his chin, "Where is this place?"

Ji Changyi frowned, "When it landed, I faintly saw the light of the formation. Not surprisingly, this should be an ancient secret realm."

Ancient——

Mystery? !

Seeing the disbelief on Yantang's face, Ji Changyi leaned against the rock wall, "That's right, since ancient times, no one has been able to get out of the ancient secret realm."

Of course Yan Tang knew.

But unexpectedly, logically speaking, he should panic, but looking at Ji Changyi, there was no disturbance in his heart.

It's like living a lifetime in a secret realm like this, and it's not a terrible thing.

Ji Changyi didn't hear Yantang's voice for a long while, thinking that the young man was frightened by his own words, opened his eyes, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but met the face of the young man who crawled over at some time, and suddenly I froze.

Yantang noticed Ji Changyi's gaze, raised his eyes and smiled, his brows and eyes curled up, with a bit of youthful air, holding a bottle of elixir in his hand, "Before thinking about how to leave, let me heal your wounds first."

Ji Changyi was taken aback.

Yantang opened the medicine on his own, and muttered, "Fortunately, there are a lot of things in my mustard bag, which may last for a while. I was injured a while ago, and the master gave me a lot of elixir. I took all of them with me. It’s over, your injury should heal soon.”

Ji Changyi listened to Yantang's broken thoughts, the pain in his chest decreased a bit, but there was a little more indescribable soreness.

He thought Yan Tang would not care.

He is used to forbearance, and never shows weakness because of pain.

But at this moment, he suddenly lost his strength.

作者有话要说：所以霁长意的追妻火葬场都是自己作出来的（狗头）感谢在2020-08-1618:54:53~2020-08-1718:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles if you don’t attack or change the name;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!