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Lu Xiaochan immediately got off the couch and rushed to the door, but suddenly bumped into the table. Luckily, Shu Wuxia raised his wrist and grabbed Suo Xianling.

Lu Xiaochan stood firm and touched the table with her hand: "Hey! Why can't I see this table?"

"Because tables, chairs, and tea sets are not living beings. I have opened your eyes, and you can see all living things. But you still can't see lifeless things... I will find a way in the future..."

"No, no, no! As long as I can see you! Tables, chairs and benches don't matter!"

Lu Xiaochan ran out the door like a gust of wind, all he wanted in his life was to be able to see.

There is no way to describe the sound of such excitement.

He had just seen Shu Wuxia, even if it was only the appearance outlined by the aura, Lu Xiaochan felt that he would be willing to die at this moment.

The entire Tailing Pavilion was full of his joyful shouts.

"Old liar! I can see! I can see!"

When the door of the quiet room was closed, Shu Wucha, who was sitting on the side of the couch, clasped his fingers tightly, his forehead meridian tensed, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his hand, and was about to extinguish the incense burner on the table with his spiritual energy, when the door of the quiet room opened, and another wave of spiritual energy rushed in, blocking the incense burner.

Kun Wu walked in with a gloomy face, glanced at the Buddhist scriptures formed by the clear smoke above the incense burner, and his eyes trembled slightly.

"Are you crazy?" Kun Wu's voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Why do you say I'm crazy." Shu Wuxi's expression was still stern.

"You enter the soul with a thousand years of cultivation, rush out of the body in an instant, push away the karmic fire in the little cicada's danyuan, rush into his soul, and open his wisdom eyes... It's not crazy, what is it? It's rushing back to you now Dan Hai's aura is rampant! You've been hurt by your own aura!"

Kun Wu raised his head and probed the sky with his soul, and felt the thunder and lightning, and thousands of swords rolling and boiling.

All sects of Xuanmen saw that Wuwu's sword sea was crumbling, from the sect master down to the ordinary disciples, there were many speculations and panic.

"What's going on here? Could it be that the Nirvana in the Wujing sky has died?"

"Didn't Jianzong Yangcang respond to the heaven-defying catastrophe?"

"I never heard that Yangcang has accepted his apprentice! If he dies! Unintentionally Jianhai will fall!"

For a time, people panic.

Even the disciples in the Tailing Pavilion raised their heads one after another, as if waiting for the end to come.

The grass and trees are toppled, oppressed by an invisible force, and are about to bend and break.

The strong wind continued, setting off huge waves.

In the sky above Nanlijing, Master Jianzong Miaochen looked up, and the pure white clothes fluttered up with the wind, like a silver wave.

Ye Linshuang, the sword wielder under her sect, said: "Master, Wuwu Jianhai is crumbling, could it be that it has disappeared? All sects are very worried, and they have sent letters to our Nanlijingtian."

Miaochen Yuanjun said indifferently: "It's rare to see more strange. If the sky is dead, Wuwu Jianhai will fall straight into the blue sky."

"That means Yang Cang was injured, or the spiritual energy in his body was in chaos."

"Let me help him calm Wu Wu Jianhai and let his spiritual energy return to his original state as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, Miaochen Yuanjun swung his sword out of its sheath, and the glow turned into a burning cloud, pouring into the sea of ​​unintentional swords, and the thousands of swords gradually calmed down.

The dark and gloomy sky brightened again.

"Fortunately, Yuanjun Miaochen from Nanlijingtian took action!" Kunwu gritted his teeth: "You are hurt by your own cultivation, if you can't hold Wu Wujianhai, it will be a catastrophe for the common people!"

Shu Wuxia closed his eyes, breathing gradually, and replied flatly: "I said, if Xiaochan can't see the so-called 'common people', then what's the use of common people?"

Kunwu pressed his head hard, feeling more and more that sending his junior brother to Wujingtian was the biggest mistake he made back then.

Shu Wuxia glanced at Kunwu, and said, "You said, if I can cure his eyes, you will let me take him away."

Kun Wu was speechless.

In fact, he has seen the method of opening the wisdom eye a long time ago, and he also knew that if Shu Wucha saw it, he would desperately open Xiaochan's wisdom eye, so he quietly destroyed the volume of medical scriptures.

No matter how precious Xiaochan's eyes are, how can they be compared to the common people in the world?

But he never expected that Shu Wucha restored the volume of medical codes and forcibly opened Lu Xiaochan's eyes.

Thousands of years of cultivation, if one is not careful, it is a sharp knife that stabs oneself.

"I'm here to help you calm down the aura that is rushing around in your body, and take it back into the pill sea."

Kunwu knew that even if the aura of the millennium could be calmed down, it would be damaged, and he hoped that Shu Wuxia's inner alchemy would be safe.

After Lu Xiaochan left the quiet room, she realized that everything around her had changed.

There is a burst of spiritual light everywhere, outlining all kinds of lines.

The pale green spiritual light twists and turns, climbing from the ground to the sky. It is the spiritual vine "Qianli Chanjuan" guarding the medicine cabinet of Tailing Pavilion.

The medicine cultivators who tidied up the medicine cabinets also had auras all over their bodies, some more obvious, some more dim, forming moving figures one by one.

There are also all kinds of fairy plants and exotic plants, Lu Xiaochan couldn't help but stop, he could see the slender spiritual threads forming leaf veins, branches, and even their slow growth.

Everything made Lu Xiaochan extremely novel. Things that he had imagined countless times in the past suddenly took shape.

He carefully touched the tip of the spiritual grass leaf, couldn't help laughing, and forgot to look for Kunwu for a while.

He stroked almost all the fairy grasses he could see.

"Little villain! You want to pull out my jelly again!"

Kunwu's scolding voice sounded.

As soon as Lu Xiaochan turned her head, she saw the figure formed by Kunwu's aura.

With clear eyebrows and star eyes, in Lu Xiaochan's imagination, Kun Wu should look like an uncle in his 50s or [-]s, but unexpectedly he is a handsome young man.

Tilting her head, Lu Xiaochan couldn't help sighing: "Oh! So you were born quite beautiful."

"Nonsense! Don't even think about my cultivation!" Kun Wu was about to rub Lu Xiaochan's head, but when he thought of Shu Wucha, he stopped.

"It doesn't matter how high your cultivation base is? You can't cure my eyes!"

Kun Wu was stumped.

This is his junior brother, because he suffered so much for his decision at the beginning, why would he be reluctant to exchange a thousand years of cultivation for his wisdom eyes?

It’s just that in order to reshape Lu Xiaochan’s physical body, Kunwu had already consumed 500 years of spiritual energy. Even if he wanted to lighten Lu Xiaochan’s insight, he couldn’t get into Xiaochan’s Danyuan to open the fire.

"Okay, okay! You can see, you are proud now! Come to my quiet room and let me see if there is any problem with you."

"Success! Show me quickly."

Lu Xiaochan followed Kunwu through countless medicine cabinets, but was attracted by a ray of light.

At the root of the spirit vine "Thousand Miles Chanjuan", there is something wrapped, its aura can't be blocked even if it is wrapped by layers of "Thousand Miles Chanjuan", like broken diamonds on the sea, swaying and undulating.

Lu Xiaochan grabbed Kunwu's sleeve and couldn't help asking: "What's... what's in there?"

"That? In ancient times, there was a spirit beast named 'Chang Yu', who was often accompanied by Wujingtian's first sword sect. At the end of the prehistoric era, that is, the first battle between immortals and demons, Chang Yu died in order to protect the sword sect The sword sect forged Changyan's spine into a fairy sword to guard Wujingtian. The rib of the spirit beast Changyan closest to the heart was sent to Tailing Pavilion and guarded by spirit vines."

"No wonder... its aura is so beautiful..." Lu Xiaochan sighed softly, unable to move her eyes away for a long time, "Why did Wujingtian's first sword sect leave the rib closest to the heart to Tailing Pavilion?"

"Because the founder of our Tailing Pavilion, Master Ling Yuan, is the only concern in Jianzong's heart, and it is precisely because of this concern that Jianzong has not broken through the 'general trend' in his life. Back then, the evil spirit chaos took advantage of the patriarch At the critical moment of the ninth stage of the great power of Lingyuan Zhenjun, he entered the body of the patriarch and shattered the alchemy of the patriarch. The sword sect of Wujingtian suppressed the evil spirit and sealed it in the East Ruins, and then destroyed itself Danyuan, with the patriarch, died."

Lu Xiaochan's heart trembled, and tears fell down unconsciously.

"Jianzong's ten thousand years of cultivation has turned into Wuwujianhai, hovering above Wuwujingtian. After that, every sword sect in Wuwujingtian must support Wuwujianhai, otherwise Jianhai will fall, and the common people will never recover."

Kunwu let out a long sigh.

Lu Xiaochan stared at Chang Yan's ribs, unable to turn around for a long time.

Kunwu lowered his head, looked at Lu Xiaochan's concentration, and said, "Xiaochan, are you really willing to follow Shu Wuxia?"

"Why not?" Lu Xiaochan tilted her head.

"He is a boring person who is not good at words. You may stay by his side because you are grateful to him, but after a long time, you will feel boring and boring, and you will try your best to leave."

Lu Xiaochan took a breath and let it out long.

"But if I'm not by his side, everything I see with my eyes will be meaningless."

Kun Wu lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

"Maybe this is also good. His mind has been achieved, and with you by his side, although his obsession will not die, it will not grow."

Kunwu checked Lu Xiaochan's eyes, and told him that the daily practice of empathy with all things must not stop.

When Kunwu sent Lu Xiaochan back to Shu Wuxia's quiet room, Kunwu let out a breath.

As soon as he opened the door, Lu Xiaochan saw Shu Wucha sitting in front of the table, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Although Lu Xiaochan had a lot to say, the joy in his heart increased instead of diminished, but he couldn't bear to disturb Shu Wuchi, so he propped his chin, sat opposite him and looked at him with his eyes open.

Once Shu Wucha entered samadhi, it lasted three days and three nights.

Lu Xiaochan just sat like this, neither eating nor drinking nor feeling hungry, and kept looking at him.

In the past, Lu Xiaochan was very active, except when she was sleeping and basking in the sun, she couldn't sit still at other times as if she had scabies.

But now, Lu Xiaochan doesn't want to move, every moment of looking at Shu Wuxia makes him feel full of heart, as if Shu Wuxia looks better at this moment than the last moment.

He looked at his eyes outlined by his aura, at his nose, at every inch of his hair, at the rise and fall of his chest every time he took a breath, Lu Xiaochan realized that he would only become more and more greedy.

Even when Shu Wucha sat cross-legged, Lu Xiaochan's eyes traced the shape of the fingers over and over again.

He knew that the reason why he could not see was to see the real Shu Wuxia.

I don't know how long it took before Shu Wuxia said, "How long have you been looking at me like this?"

Lu Xiaochan just woke up, squeezed her ears, and answered, "I don't know."

"Aren't you tired of staring at me like this?"

Shu Wucha raised his hand, poured a cup of tea for Lu Xiaochan, gently pushed it in front of him, and tapped his fingers on the table to show him the position of the cup.

"Not bored, because you look good."

"You can't see it since you were a child. Beauty and ugliness in the world are meaningless to you. But you say I'm pretty?"

"I know! How I see you makes me happy. Don't you just look good?"

Lu Xiaochan narrowed her eyes and smiled.

At that moment, Shu Wuxia's lips curved slowly, even outsiders could not see the curvature, but it hooked Lu Xiaochan's mind, and the hook became tighter and tighter.

Lu Xiaochan hurriedly grabbed the tea on the table and drank it down.

"You haven't slept in the past few days, go to the couch and have a good rest."

"I don't want it. What if I wake up and lose sight?"

Lu Xiaochan was in a hurry.What sleep!The most beautiful person in the world is right in front of his eyes, of course he has to look at it for a moment!

"It won't be invisible. Trust me." Shu Wuxi's voice was as usual, but with a hint of soft coaxing.

"Then...then don't you sleep? I've never seen you sleep."

"I want to practice. Go to sleep first."

Listening to Shu Wuxia's soft voice, Lu Xiaochan also felt sleepy.He believed in Shu Wucha, and if Shu Wucha said he wouldn't see it, then he definitely wouldn't.

Lu Xiaochan climbed onto the couch, Shu Wuxia pulled up the quilt, covered him, and patted his stomach lightly.

"Starting tomorrow, you have to practice hard."

"All right……"

"The stars, the sun, the moon, the breeze, the flowing water, the grass, trees, mountains and rivers can all be borrowed. You have to experience it carefully and find what suits you best."

"I just want to experience you every day... Otherwise, you can give me a chance..."

Lu Xiaochan slowly closed her eyes, her breathing lengthened little by little, and there was a soothing and light smell everywhere, Lu Xiaochan felt extremely at ease and fell asleep.

"If you want to use me as a power... why not."

Shu Wucha looked at him, clasped his fingers tightly, and lowered his head uncontrollably.

Lu Xiaochan's left hand was just outside, gently grasping the edge of the quilt, the sound of his deep sleep overflowed with the opening and closing of his lips, the tip of his small tongue could be seen faintly.

"I just want to experience you every day", the words were joking, but they were deliberately left behind, echoing in the quiet room over and over again.

Shu Wuxia's lips were getting closer and closer to him, he turned his face to the side and held back, but saw Lu Xiaochan's fingers grabbing the quilt.Shu Wuxia's fingernails dug into the palm, blood oozed out, veins popped up, and even his forehead was red.

He gritted his teeth, even suppressing his heartbeat and breathing, but he still couldn't hold back the madness deep inside.

I want to vent too much, even a little bit is fine.

His lips touched Lu Xiaochan's fingernails, and Xiaochan's warmth made him feel like a dry land, making him even thirstier.

He couldn't bear it anymore, the moment he raised his hand to lift the quilt, Lu Xiaochan suddenly screamed.

"what--"

Some kind of heat was transmitted from the fingertips, and it suddenly burned in Lu Xiaochan's heart, from the blood to the bone marrow, the pain was so painful that the body seemed to be instantly reduced to ashes!

Shu Wuxia opened his eyes wide, and the quilt covering Lu Xiaochan's body instantly disappeared.

And Lu Xiaochan's skin turned red, he curled up, his bones were about to crack, and his blood was about to leave his body!

Lu Xiaochan has never experienced this kind of pain, and if she is crushed, she just wants to die immediately and get out of the sea of ​​suffering.

He stretched out his hand in the direction of Shu Wucha, but he couldn't say a word, his throat was also burning, piercing his heart.

Brother Wuxia...help me...

Tears fell from Shu Wuxi's eyes, fear filled his eyes, he wanted to grab him and hug him tightly, but it would only make him more painful.

"Xiao Chan... Xiao Chan..." He stretched out his hand but couldn't touch him again.

What was burning was Lu Xiaochan's body, and what was lingering was Shu Wuxia's eyes and heart.

"Shu Wuxia, what did you do!"

Kun Wu rushed in, grabbed the small bottle on the table, poured out all the pills in it, pinched Lu Xiaochan's lips, and took the "Tai Ling Zhen Yuan" that he had placed beside his pillow. It poured directly into Lu Xiaochan's throat.

The feeling that the bones were about to burn finally eased.

Lu Xiaochan breathed hard, he was exhausted and fell asleep.

Kun Wu took off his outer shirt and covered Lu Xiaochan whose clothes were all burned.Even in a coma, he was still shivering.

"Shu Wuxia!"

Kun Wu turned around and grabbed Shu Wu Chi's skirt, only to find that his eyes were full of indescribable despair.

It was an abyss, no cold water, no howling wind, nothing, so desperate.

"I just...touched his finger..."

Kun Wu threw him away: "His fingers? Ten fingers connected to a heart! The chaotic karmic fire in his body comes from your desire. If you touch him, you will be burned! Unless one day, you no longer have any desire for him in your heart, otherwise The fire of karma is hard to extinguish."

"He's mine...he's mine...why can't I touch him? Why can't I touch him?"

Shu Wuxi raised his eyes and stared at Kunwu intently, those eyes went from calm to crazy in just one thought.

Kunwu always thought that he had known Shu Wuxi for nearly 2000 years, and that he should be the person who knew him best in the world.

But when Shu Wuxi looked at him sideways and squeezed these words through his teeth, Kunwu realized that he didn't understand him at all.

The empty Shu Wuchi is just a perfect model that the previous sword sects squeezed out according to their ideas and ideas like mud.

But the Shu Wuxia who puts Lu Xiaochan in his heart is the real Shu Wuxia... His heart is the ultimate, but in the past he didn't cultivate for a thousand years, didn't take the common people and everything in his heart, so everyone Thought he had no desires.

All the "why" and "why" of Shu Wuxi are asking the world and himself.

"Shu Wuxia... That's why I didn't tell you where he is. Because you can't bear to look at him from a distance, you can't bear him to exist in this world but you can't touch him, and you can't bear it... He has never been It's not yours! He belongs to me, whether it's Li Che in the past or Lu Xiaochan now!"

Shu Wuxi turned his face sideways, his eyes were full of madness that made Kunwu shudder.

"If, you have been wandering in the sea for thousands of years... and finally looked at the land, can you resist not going to the shore?" Shu Wucha asked Kunwu.