At the end of the passage that spans the two worlds is a circular pool.
Qiu Shengmiao and Jiang Yuzhuo performed the water-avoidance formula to isolate the icy water, and supported Lin Chushu to jump out of the water and landed in the grass on the bank.
Beyond the pool is a dark jungle.
The bright red blood moon hangs high in the sky, cold and eerie, it is no longer the color of the world.
"According to the prior arrangement of Master and the workshop owner, this should be the backyard of Mingyufang."
The autumn sound whispered in Jiang Yuzhuo's ear,
"When Changming and the others arrive, let's hurry up and find Chu Fangzhu."
At first, he and Jiang Yuzhuo were worried about whether Zhou Changming could support the channel.
However, the spiritual flow under the pool continued to circulate, indicating that the enchantment was in continuous and stable operation.
Just as the two breathed a sigh of relief, the water suddenly trembled.
In the turbulent waves, two figures gradually emerged, and then the waves washed them ashore.
"Senior Sister Che, Chang Ming, why didn't you use the Water Avoidance Art to cut off the flow of water?"
Seeing that the two were drenched and pale, Qiu Shengmiao couldn't help frowning.
"And... what about Immortal Yin?"
He still wanted to get close to the water surface to check, but Che Jingshu grabbed his wrist.
Her thin white fingers were as cold as snow, and they were firmly pressed into his sleeves, her knuckles were turning blue:
"Keep the change, please……"
"Master respects her, master respects her...she has already..."
Every breath Che Jingshu exhaled was intermittent because of extreme heartache. She bit her lip desperately to restrain the sobs that overflowed her mouth.
"How could it be, could it be that Yin Xianzun really..."
Qiu Shengmiao's eyes turned red.
Before that, he noticed Yin Xiangrong's abnormal breath, but that person just evaded it and didn't tell him the truth.
Moreover, at that time, he was lucky in his heart.
After all, both Lin Chushu and Yin Xiangrong are among the best in the current world of cultivation.
No matter what kind of predicament and tribulation they encounter, such a banished fairy with bright moon and sparse stars should be indestructible and invincible.
How could it be broken in the passage between the two worlds, and even the bones could not be brought back?
Blood flowed down the corner of Che Jingshu's mouth, and in silence, she had bitten her lips until it was dripping with blood.
"The toxin of the Demon Heart Stone has spread in Master's body. Knowing that she has no physiology, she took over from Mr. Zhou and used her last strength to support the channel."
"It's me who's useless, I've caused Master to protect me from injury, even watching her injury worsen, there's nothing I can do..."
There were water marks on her pretty face, whether it was pool water or tears.
In the hazy tears, she seemed to see that luxurious and graceful crimson figure again in a trance, coming gracefully and gracefully.
Yin Xiangrong is the only female cultivator in the Presbyterian Church. Not only is her cultivation second only to Lin Chushu, but she also has an outstanding talent that is unmatched by others in terms of her ability to manage affairs.
Although she has a gentle and kind personality, she has made the entire Commander Xuanji stop and operate in an orderly manner, and there has been no flaw in it for a hundred years, which can be called a model of Chaoyin Pavilion.
What's more, she always gives infinite tolerance and love to those close to her.
For example, if my own apostasy is put elsewhere, I am afraid that it has long been regarded as a heresy that is not popular, and it will be returned to the boring rules and regulations.
It is precisely because of Yin Xiangrong's protection and tolerance that he was able to keep writing and fulfilling the literary dream of "Jing'an Layman", which is not humane.
Perhaps the greatest sorrow in the world is that you can't do it at the right time, you can't keep what you want to do, and it's too late to do what you want to do.
I didn't even say thank you to her preciously.
Che Jingshu slowly let go of Qiu Shengmiao's sleeves, knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the distant sky.
There is nothing more sad than death, this phrase is often used in story books, until now, she can truly empathize with it.
To her, Yin Xiangrong is a respected teacher, a good teacher, and a very close friend.
The heart seemed to have been torn a big mouth, leaking wind and blood.
She gritted her teeth and hugged her knees tightly, but she couldn't gather enough strength to get up.
On the other side, Zhou Changming, who was also drenched, was lying on his back on the grass, sobbing silently.
He tightly clutched the Shadow Tracing Orb that Yin Xiangrong gave him before he died.
Lingwu, which has lost the supply of spiritual power from its master, looks extraordinarily gloomy.
But after he injected power, he could still vaguely see a few strands of light and shadow flowing.
This small bead contained the key to clearing up Lin Chushu's grievances.
Just emptying his mind slightly, Yin Xiangrong's face can't help but appear in front of his eyes, gentle and dignified, with a noble demeanor, Guan Rong can't look at him closely.
He knew that she had admired Lin Chushu for many years, and had secretly felt ashamed of herself, thinking that she and that man were a match made in heaven.
But what she gave herself and Lin Chushu was unreserved dedication and protection.
This debt may never be remedied in his entire life.
Apart from Ye Qingyi and Lin Chushu, this was the third time that he witnessed the death of people in this world.
From the initial symbolic numbness to the pain that directly hits the soul.
Before he realized it, he was already closely connected with this world, and he was no longer separated from each other.
Since the past cannot be admonished, can the coming still be pursued?
An indelible sorrow spread among the crowd, and a moment later, a voice with a slight smile came from a distance:
"What kind of uninvited guests have come to the backyard of this seat, and they refuse to say hello?"
Before the words were finished, a bright yellow figure appeared suddenly, with a pair of deep purple eyes, it was Chu Yuexi, the master of Mingyu Workshop.
At a glance, he saw Lin Chushu with his eyes closed and his chest unmoving.
His complexion changed slightly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes:
"I didn't expect... Jiangyue's original words were really not a joke."
"I have seen Fangzhu."
Qiu Shengmiao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and bowed together with Jiang Yuzhuo.
Zhou Changming and Che Jingshu followed closely behind.
"The change of Chaoyin Pavilion, Jiangyue has roughly explained it to me before."
He waved his robe sleeves, "The matter has come to this, what do you look like crying and crying! Hurry up and come with me, and discuss what to do next."
"Yes, thank you, Master!"
Gao Xuan's heart finally felt a little relieved, Qiu Shengmiao and Jiang Yuzhuo looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
Now they are the thorns in Chaoyin Pavilion's eyes, and no one can get rid of them soon.
Fortunately, in this vast world, there is still a place for them to temporarily avoid the edge.
……
Chu Yuexi led the five people through a secret passage in the backyard and directly entered the interior of Mingyufang.
Entering this gorgeous building made of spar again, Zhou Changming's state of mind is completely different.
He watched as Chu Yuexi put Lin Chushu's body into a green pool, and added some precious herbs of different shapes to it.
"Dare to ask Fangzhu, what is the meaning of this move?"
Qiu Shengmi couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.
Although he can be regarded as a medical practitioner to some extent, Lin Chushu is currently in a state of death, and there is no cure for it.
Chu Yuexi's operations were beyond his cognition.
"In vain, you are still Jiangyue's direct disciple, so you don't know how to apply the knowledge you have learned all these years?"
Chu Yuexi mocked angrily,
"Feel carefully, is there any trace of the soul in your master's body?"
Traces of the existence of the soul?
Qiu Shengmiao's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly pinched Lin Chushu's wrist pulse, feeling it carefully.
The timing of the soul leaving the body can be said to be the key to life and death.
If Lin Chushu's meridians and viscera were destroyed by the spiritual power of Heaven's Tribulation, which led to the rupture of his soul, then even if his body was repaired, the broken soul would not be able to recover.
In that way, it would be a real death and soul disappearance.
But if the soul is out of his own control, then there is a possibility that the soul will retreat completely, and after the body recovers, it will become one with it.
Seeing a glimmer of dawn from the darkness of despair, Qiu Shengmiao was so ecstatic that he almost screamed out.
He turned around and was about to tell everyone the good news, but Chu Yuexi restrained him with some magic tricks.
"Don't say anything, the time is not yet ripe." The latter said mysteriously,
"Especially not letting that little beauty in red know."
Qiu Shengmiao had a hard time digesting his strange address, but he couldn't help but wonder:
"But after all, Changming is the person whom Master admires with all his heart. Shouldn't he be the first to tell him the good news about Master?"
The conversation between the two is carried out in a secret way through sound transmission, which cannot be detected by others.
Chu Yuexi suddenly turned his eyes away, stared at a certain place in the void, and shook his head helplessly.
The familiar breath suddenly hit the nose, and Qiu Shengmi's heart twitched.
I hurriedly followed his line of sight, but found nothing.
Just now... Could it be my own illusion?
He was still puzzled, but Chu Yuexi continued to exhort:
"Don't you understand such a simple truth? Your master loved him to the core of his life, how did he repay him? As Jiangyue's direct disciple, don't you feel indignant?"
It is true to say so, but in this way...
Qiu Shengmiao pursed her lips, her expression was a bit unbearable.
"The ears are so soft, you won't be able to stop him from crying a few times. How will things be done in the future?"
Chu Yuexi glared at him with feinted anger, "Anyway, you don't need to say too much, everything is according to my orders, and you just do it."
"Yes……"
Although somewhat disapproving, Qiu Shengmiao still shrank her neck and followed her advice.
Chu Yuexi cleared his throat, and then explained to everyone:
"This is the Bilang Pond unique to Mingyufang. Its function is to restore everything to its original state. Of course, it can also be used to restore the body of a deceased person."
He deliberately emphasized two of the words, and it was no surprise that Zhou Changming's body swayed slightly in the crowd, and his face immediately turned pale.
This sentence was also heard by Che Jingshu, her heart moved, she suddenly lifted the hem of her clothes, and fell to her knees:
"Master Mingyu Fang, this junior has an unfeeling request, I wonder if you are willing to help..."
"Such a great gift is really a shame for me, I can't help it."
Chu Yuexi pulled her to stand up with tricks, and rubbed between her brows helplessly.
"Bilang Pond is not omnipotent. Your master's body has long been corroded by the magic heart stone. In addition, she has made up her mind. Now her soul has probably entered reincarnation."
"Even if you can find her remnant body, I'm afraid it's too late."
"but……"
He looked at Che Jingshu's bleak face like frost beating a plum blossom, and comforted him:
"The soul of an immortal cultivator is far stronger than that of ordinary people. If she can find some kind of token, it will not only ensure her smooth reincarnation as an adult, but also gradually restore her previous cultivation and memory."
Wisps of light gradually lit up from Che Jingshu's eyes.
The emotional transition from extreme grief to ecstasy made her almost unbearable in an instant, and her heart beat so violently that it almost burst out of her chest.
If...if I can see Master again...
She must cherish it most, protect it with love, and never let that person get hurt in any way, and she will never have any regrets in her heart.
"Regarding the information about the token, please let the master express it."
Che Jingshu's words were resounding: "No matter what the price is, this junior is not afraid. I just hope to see Master again and redeem all the regrets in the past."
At the same time, Zhou Changming suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chu Yuexi fixedly.
For some reason, he always felt that this Mingyufang had something to say.
On the surface, what he said was a way to get back Yin Xiangrong's soul, but it is also applicable to Zhu Lin Chushu.
If Bilangchi can repair Lin Chushu's damaged body, then recover that person's soul and help him return to his place, will he be able to bring him back to life?
Then, what I owe to him, those unspoken admiration and heartfelt words, will there be a chance to see the light of day again?
"Please tell the master!"
Zhou Changming opened his mouth sadly, bowed deeply, his long hair dragging to the ground.
Chu Yuexi squinted at him, and a hint of secret ridicule flashed in his eyes:
"Have you ever heard that there is an uncharted and unknown area in Lingyu called the Land of Nowhere?"
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Qiu Shengmiao and Jiang Yuzhuo performed the water-avoidance formula to isolate the icy water, and supported Lin Chushu to jump out of the water and landed in the grass on the bank.
Beyond the pool is a dark jungle.
The bright red blood moon hangs high in the sky, cold and eerie, it is no longer the color of the world.
"According to the prior arrangement of Master and the workshop owner, this should be the backyard of Mingyufang."
The autumn sound whispered in Jiang Yuzhuo's ear,
"When Changming and the others arrive, let's hurry up and find Chu Fangzhu."
At first, he and Jiang Yuzhuo were worried about whether Zhou Changming could support the channel.
However, the spiritual flow under the pool continued to circulate, indicating that the enchantment was in continuous and stable operation.
Just as the two breathed a sigh of relief, the water suddenly trembled.
In the turbulent waves, two figures gradually emerged, and then the waves washed them ashore.
"Senior Sister Che, Chang Ming, why didn't you use the Water Avoidance Art to cut off the flow of water?"
Seeing that the two were drenched and pale, Qiu Shengmiao couldn't help frowning.
"And... what about Immortal Yin?"
He still wanted to get close to the water surface to check, but Che Jingshu grabbed his wrist.
Her thin white fingers were as cold as snow, and they were firmly pressed into his sleeves, her knuckles were turning blue:
"Keep the change, please……"
"Master respects her, master respects her...she has already..."
Every breath Che Jingshu exhaled was intermittent because of extreme heartache. She bit her lip desperately to restrain the sobs that overflowed her mouth.
"How could it be, could it be that Yin Xianzun really..."
Qiu Shengmiao's eyes turned red.
Before that, he noticed Yin Xiangrong's abnormal breath, but that person just evaded it and didn't tell him the truth.
Moreover, at that time, he was lucky in his heart.
After all, both Lin Chushu and Yin Xiangrong are among the best in the current world of cultivation.
No matter what kind of predicament and tribulation they encounter, such a banished fairy with bright moon and sparse stars should be indestructible and invincible.
How could it be broken in the passage between the two worlds, and even the bones could not be brought back?
Blood flowed down the corner of Che Jingshu's mouth, and in silence, she had bitten her lips until it was dripping with blood.
"The toxin of the Demon Heart Stone has spread in Master's body. Knowing that she has no physiology, she took over from Mr. Zhou and used her last strength to support the channel."
"It's me who's useless, I've caused Master to protect me from injury, even watching her injury worsen, there's nothing I can do..."
There were water marks on her pretty face, whether it was pool water or tears.
In the hazy tears, she seemed to see that luxurious and graceful crimson figure again in a trance, coming gracefully and gracefully.
Yin Xiangrong is the only female cultivator in the Presbyterian Church. Not only is her cultivation second only to Lin Chushu, but she also has an outstanding talent that is unmatched by others in terms of her ability to manage affairs.
Although she has a gentle and kind personality, she has made the entire Commander Xuanji stop and operate in an orderly manner, and there has been no flaw in it for a hundred years, which can be called a model of Chaoyin Pavilion.
What's more, she always gives infinite tolerance and love to those close to her.
For example, if my own apostasy is put elsewhere, I am afraid that it has long been regarded as a heresy that is not popular, and it will be returned to the boring rules and regulations.
It is precisely because of Yin Xiangrong's protection and tolerance that he was able to keep writing and fulfilling the literary dream of "Jing'an Layman", which is not humane.
Perhaps the greatest sorrow in the world is that you can't do it at the right time, you can't keep what you want to do, and it's too late to do what you want to do.
I didn't even say thank you to her preciously.
Che Jingshu slowly let go of Qiu Shengmiao's sleeves, knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the distant sky.
There is nothing more sad than death, this phrase is often used in story books, until now, she can truly empathize with it.
To her, Yin Xiangrong is a respected teacher, a good teacher, and a very close friend.
The heart seemed to have been torn a big mouth, leaking wind and blood.
She gritted her teeth and hugged her knees tightly, but she couldn't gather enough strength to get up.
On the other side, Zhou Changming, who was also drenched, was lying on his back on the grass, sobbing silently.
He tightly clutched the Shadow Tracing Orb that Yin Xiangrong gave him before he died.
Lingwu, which has lost the supply of spiritual power from its master, looks extraordinarily gloomy.
But after he injected power, he could still vaguely see a few strands of light and shadow flowing.
This small bead contained the key to clearing up Lin Chushu's grievances.
Just emptying his mind slightly, Yin Xiangrong's face can't help but appear in front of his eyes, gentle and dignified, with a noble demeanor, Guan Rong can't look at him closely.
He knew that she had admired Lin Chushu for many years, and had secretly felt ashamed of herself, thinking that she and that man were a match made in heaven.
But what she gave herself and Lin Chushu was unreserved dedication and protection.
This debt may never be remedied in his entire life.
Apart from Ye Qingyi and Lin Chushu, this was the third time that he witnessed the death of people in this world.
From the initial symbolic numbness to the pain that directly hits the soul.
Before he realized it, he was already closely connected with this world, and he was no longer separated from each other.
Since the past cannot be admonished, can the coming still be pursued?
An indelible sorrow spread among the crowd, and a moment later, a voice with a slight smile came from a distance:
"What kind of uninvited guests have come to the backyard of this seat, and they refuse to say hello?"
Before the words were finished, a bright yellow figure appeared suddenly, with a pair of deep purple eyes, it was Chu Yuexi, the master of Mingyu Workshop.
At a glance, he saw Lin Chushu with his eyes closed and his chest unmoving.
His complexion changed slightly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes:
"I didn't expect... Jiangyue's original words were really not a joke."
"I have seen Fangzhu."
Qiu Shengmiao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and bowed together with Jiang Yuzhuo.
Zhou Changming and Che Jingshu followed closely behind.
"The change of Chaoyin Pavilion, Jiangyue has roughly explained it to me before."
He waved his robe sleeves, "The matter has come to this, what do you look like crying and crying! Hurry up and come with me, and discuss what to do next."
"Yes, thank you, Master!"
Gao Xuan's heart finally felt a little relieved, Qiu Shengmiao and Jiang Yuzhuo looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
Now they are the thorns in Chaoyin Pavilion's eyes, and no one can get rid of them soon.
Fortunately, in this vast world, there is still a place for them to temporarily avoid the edge.
……
Chu Yuexi led the five people through a secret passage in the backyard and directly entered the interior of Mingyufang.
Entering this gorgeous building made of spar again, Zhou Changming's state of mind is completely different.
He watched as Chu Yuexi put Lin Chushu's body into a green pool, and added some precious herbs of different shapes to it.
"Dare to ask Fangzhu, what is the meaning of this move?"
Qiu Shengmi couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.
Although he can be regarded as a medical practitioner to some extent, Lin Chushu is currently in a state of death, and there is no cure for it.
Chu Yuexi's operations were beyond his cognition.
"In vain, you are still Jiangyue's direct disciple, so you don't know how to apply the knowledge you have learned all these years?"
Chu Yuexi mocked angrily,
"Feel carefully, is there any trace of the soul in your master's body?"
Traces of the existence of the soul?
Qiu Shengmiao's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly pinched Lin Chushu's wrist pulse, feeling it carefully.
The timing of the soul leaving the body can be said to be the key to life and death.
If Lin Chushu's meridians and viscera were destroyed by the spiritual power of Heaven's Tribulation, which led to the rupture of his soul, then even if his body was repaired, the broken soul would not be able to recover.
In that way, it would be a real death and soul disappearance.
But if the soul is out of his own control, then there is a possibility that the soul will retreat completely, and after the body recovers, it will become one with it.
Seeing a glimmer of dawn from the darkness of despair, Qiu Shengmiao was so ecstatic that he almost screamed out.
He turned around and was about to tell everyone the good news, but Chu Yuexi restrained him with some magic tricks.
"Don't say anything, the time is not yet ripe." The latter said mysteriously,
"Especially not letting that little beauty in red know."
Qiu Shengmiao had a hard time digesting his strange address, but he couldn't help but wonder:
"But after all, Changming is the person whom Master admires with all his heart. Shouldn't he be the first to tell him the good news about Master?"
The conversation between the two is carried out in a secret way through sound transmission, which cannot be detected by others.
Chu Yuexi suddenly turned his eyes away, stared at a certain place in the void, and shook his head helplessly.
The familiar breath suddenly hit the nose, and Qiu Shengmi's heart twitched.
I hurriedly followed his line of sight, but found nothing.
Just now... Could it be my own illusion?
He was still puzzled, but Chu Yuexi continued to exhort:
"Don't you understand such a simple truth? Your master loved him to the core of his life, how did he repay him? As Jiangyue's direct disciple, don't you feel indignant?"
It is true to say so, but in this way...
Qiu Shengmiao pursed her lips, her expression was a bit unbearable.
"The ears are so soft, you won't be able to stop him from crying a few times. How will things be done in the future?"
Chu Yuexi glared at him with feinted anger, "Anyway, you don't need to say too much, everything is according to my orders, and you just do it."
"Yes……"
Although somewhat disapproving, Qiu Shengmiao still shrank her neck and followed her advice.
Chu Yuexi cleared his throat, and then explained to everyone:
"This is the Bilang Pond unique to Mingyufang. Its function is to restore everything to its original state. Of course, it can also be used to restore the body of a deceased person."
He deliberately emphasized two of the words, and it was no surprise that Zhou Changming's body swayed slightly in the crowd, and his face immediately turned pale.
This sentence was also heard by Che Jingshu, her heart moved, she suddenly lifted the hem of her clothes, and fell to her knees:
"Master Mingyu Fang, this junior has an unfeeling request, I wonder if you are willing to help..."
"Such a great gift is really a shame for me, I can't help it."
Chu Yuexi pulled her to stand up with tricks, and rubbed between her brows helplessly.
"Bilang Pond is not omnipotent. Your master's body has long been corroded by the magic heart stone. In addition, she has made up her mind. Now her soul has probably entered reincarnation."
"Even if you can find her remnant body, I'm afraid it's too late."
"but……"
He looked at Che Jingshu's bleak face like frost beating a plum blossom, and comforted him:
"The soul of an immortal cultivator is far stronger than that of ordinary people. If she can find some kind of token, it will not only ensure her smooth reincarnation as an adult, but also gradually restore her previous cultivation and memory."
Wisps of light gradually lit up from Che Jingshu's eyes.
The emotional transition from extreme grief to ecstasy made her almost unbearable in an instant, and her heart beat so violently that it almost burst out of her chest.
If...if I can see Master again...
She must cherish it most, protect it with love, and never let that person get hurt in any way, and she will never have any regrets in her heart.
"Regarding the information about the token, please let the master express it."
Che Jingshu's words were resounding: "No matter what the price is, this junior is not afraid. I just hope to see Master again and redeem all the regrets in the past."
At the same time, Zhou Changming suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chu Yuexi fixedly.
For some reason, he always felt that this Mingyufang had something to say.
On the surface, what he said was a way to get back Yin Xiangrong's soul, but it is also applicable to Zhu Lin Chushu.
If Bilangchi can repair Lin Chushu's damaged body, then recover that person's soul and help him return to his place, will he be able to bring him back to life?
Then, what I owe to him, those unspoken admiration and heartfelt words, will there be a chance to see the light of day again?
"Please tell the master!"
Zhou Changming opened his mouth sadly, bowed deeply, his long hair dragging to the ground.
Chu Yuexi squinted at him, and a hint of secret ridicule flashed in his eyes:
"Have you ever heard that there is an uncharted and unknown area in Lingyu called the Land of Nowhere?"
The author has something to say: The hope of surviving is coming, will the meeting be far away~
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