After wearing the book, I became the white moonlight of the paranoid protagonist

Jiang Weilin half-supported Yuan Shan to get off the stage, and the disciples who had spoken ill before also realized that they had wronged Yuan Shan, so they stepped forward to help.

At the same time, seeing the mess on the stage, the leader who rushed to the back angrily reprimanded the elder: "What's going on! Why don't you report any abnormalities!"

He was almost going crazy!So much salary every month is really raising a waste!

Now the whole sect is about to lose face!waste!

If it wasn't for the fact that there were people around, he almost wanted to kill him!

The elder also panicked and said: "Master, this top-grade magic weapon is lodged with the consciousness of the distraction period, I really can't detect it."

"Shut up!" the head yelled!

Seeing this, Elder Ying Tianzong smiled and said: "Master Yu, Song Xiaoyou just reminded you that you are ignoring the disciples for the sake of the sect's reputation, it is really..."

He shook his head with a smile, his face full of sarcasm.

In fact, everyone is a cultivator, so why didn't they notice something strange, but only Song Qing reminded them, if everyone suggested that the head of Qiantianmen go to see the situation, it would be fine for the other party to follow suit.

But firstly, they were not so warm-hearted, and secondly, the older cultivators knew about the shitty incident a hundred years ago, so they had a bad impression of the head of Qiantianmen.

Several people are even more disappointed to see that he is now disregarding the lives of his disciples for the sake of the sect's reputation.

How is this different from a hundred years ago.

"It's because I trust the elders under my sect too much, and I'm afraid that I will ruin the game rashly." The head of the sect replied with a pale face.

"So what if you ruined the game, just let people say a few gossips." Elder Ying Tianzong sneered: "You really haven't made any progress at all."

The headmaster looked back coldly, "Ping Xianghe, you'd better think about the gap between us when you say this!"

As soon as the words fell, the coercion of the Mahayana period directly blasted over, and the elder Ying Tianzong's face turned pale instantly.

"Small things, small things, don't hurt your peace."

The peacemaker next to him hurried over and easily offset part of the coercion of the head of Qiantianmen. After all, the other party was Mahayana, and he was only in the fusion period.

People from several other sects also came to play two rounds.

When the coercion dissipated, Elder Ying Tianzong snorted coldly, turned around and left without giving any face, making the sect leader very angry.

"Okay, Brother Yu, let's see how to deal with this matter first. This disciple seems to be bewitched by the demon cultivator, and he used a magic weapon with a distracted demon cultivator's consciousness. Let's see if he can follow the traces. Find that demon cultivator." A person next to him suggested.

Compared with sect disputes, the matter of demon cultivators is more important. After all, if you can infiltrate Qian Tianzong today, you may infiltrate their sect tomorrow.

Song Qing kept watching Jiang Weilin help Yuan Shan to leave, and when she was about to follow, she had to stay temporarily after hearing what they said.

He is the only person from Xuanlingzong who came this time, so he must be involved in matters related to the magic cultivator.

......

"Hurry up, come here!" Tang Runrun hurried over when he heard about Bi Arena.

She took Jiang Weilin and Yuan Shan to the herbal garden in the sect, where there are the best medicinal herbs, and ordinary disciples are definitely not allowed to enter, but Yuan Shan broke the enchantment of the magic cultivator in the distraction stage, and the rules will be tolerant .

"Auntie!" Tang Runrun pushed into a wooden room, "Auntie! Come quickly! There are injured people here."

Tang Songya was pounding herbal medicine, and she didn't raise her head when she heard the movement, "You girl, you should go to the doctor in the hospital if you are hurt."

"Aunt! Hurry up and stop talking. Yuanshan was injured by Moxiu. The medical center is too far away, and the medicine there is all from you." Tang Runrun anxiously grabbed her.

Hearing the familiar name, Tang Songya followed Tang Runrun to the next room.

Yuan Shan had already passed out, Jiang Weilin helped him to the bed, a lot of blood gushed out from his wound, as if nothing could stop it.

Next to him were a few disciples who helped escort them.

Tang Songya looked serious, and asked everyone to push away a few steps. First, she stuffed a few elixirs into Yuan Shan's mouth, and the elixirs melted into the mouth instantly, and then used spells to stabilize Yuan Shan's injury.

After a few talismans and spells, the blood from the wound stopped, and the rest had to be smeared with herbs and pills.

Seeing that his injuries were stable, Jiang Weilin went to thank the disciples who came with him and sent them away from the herbal garden.

"I didn't expect that an inner sect competition would have a magic weapon for a distracted cultivator's spiritual consciousness." In order not to delay the aunt's treatment, Tang Runrun also came out.

"..." Jiang Weilin didn't speak after hearing this, but the scene at that time appeared over and over again in his mind.

"Yuanshan is also very fateful, otherwise he would really die. The golden core cultivator was three realms behind the distracted cultivator, and that person sucked his cultivation base away. I'm afraid he was not even as good as the foundation establishment at that time. " Tang Runrun sighed.

Should be more than that.

Jiang Weilin turned his head and saw the scene in the room through the wooden window, blood had already stained the white mattress crimson.

At that time, Yuanshan's spiritual power was probably sucked to the point that there were not a few drops left, and finally he broke the opponent's eye with a burst of brute force in one breath.

"By the way, are you Yuanshan's elder brother?" Tang Runrun looked at him with his head and asked curiously.

"Miss knows me?" Jiang Weilin replied when he mentioned himself.

"I can't say we know each other." Tang Runrun scratched his head, "I just remember that Yuan Shan came to the inner sect when he was very young and missed you every day. He didn't tell the head of the sect at that time, but told me that he would bring you to the inner sect in the future."

Jiang Weilin was startled.

Was it an idea I had for so long?

"He used to mention it a lot, and he didn't like to talk much when he grew up." Tang Runrun thought for a while, "By the way, I heard from my aunt that he ran over to kowtow to the elder to save you from the heavy rain. Dian Dian Da Hun was covered in mud and wounds, and his legs were broken after running and healed with bone pills... Later, my aunt and elders followed him, only to find out that the journey was more than 20 miles away."

More than 20 miles.

Jiang Weilin inexplicably felt sad, this distance is extremely difficult for an adult, but Yuanshan took it lightly at that time, he didn't think so deeply, he only thought that the location that the real Xuanying sent them was far away from Qiantianmen very close.

Now that I think about it.......

Jiang Weilin lowered his eyes, feeling uncomfortable for the idea that he thought Yuanshan would be alienated from him before the game. He was willing to do that before, but now he would be angry because he persuaded him not to drink.

"Okay, come in."

While Jiang Weilin was thinking about something, Tang Songya came out a little tired, she glanced at Tang Runrun, "Runrun, I need to inform your master about this matter."

"Thank you." Jiang Weilin looked at Tang Songya and remembered at this time, she was the woman he had met with once after he woke up from the injury.

Tang Songya shook her head, "Go in and have a look."

Hearing this, Jiang Weilin no longer hesitated, and hurried into the wooden house.

The blood-stained mattress had been cleaned, and Yuan Shan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his body wrapped in layers of bandages.

Jiang Weilin sat down beside the bed, gently stroked the hair on Yuanshan's face with his fingers, and after sweeping his eyes over the bandaged wound, he couldn't help but be dazed.

Thinking of the scene when the sharp sword pierced Yuanshan's abdomen time and time again on the ring, he couldn't help but feel palpitations. If Yuanshan didn't find the magic weapon, or even found the magic weapon but didn't find the eye, how could he rely on his stubborn personality? It's not like something's going to happen.

This temper is really...

Jiang Weilin was in a complicated mood, he raised his hand and gently grabbed Yuan Shan's palm resting on the edge of the bed.

The hand that was originally smaller than his palm is now almost as wide as his, and even because of years of sword practice, the palm of the hand is full of thick calluses.

So many years...very hard work.

When the time was getting late, Yuan Shan finally came to consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy at first, and it took a long time before slowly congealing into reality.

elder brother......

His first thought was to look for that familiar person, but his eyes searched around to no avail, and he was about to climb down to find someone while propping up the bed with his hands that were still throbbing with pain.

But the most injured head was on his body, he almost fell off the bed just by standing up and leaning forward!

"Don't move!"

Jiang Weilin happened to come in with a medicine soup, and was startled when he saw this scene, and went up to support him, "You just woke up! If you want to move, think about your body!"

"..." Yuan Shan was so trained that she didn't dare to speak, and lay down obediently.

Jiang Weilin sat down by the bed, picked up a spoon of the medicine and blew gently, "The temperature is just right, let's eat something to fill my stomach first."

Yuan Shan leaned against the bed, when Jiang Weilin handed over the spoon, she retreated in resistance.

"This soup is not bitter." Jiang Weilin comforted him thinking he was afraid of suffering.

Yuan Shan pursed his lips, watching Jiang Weilin who leaned over to feed him the medicine soup, his ears slowly turned red, and opened his mouth carefully after hesitating for a while.

Jiang Weilin fed him spoon by spoon, and within a short time he fed him half a bowl.

"Why are you still afraid of suffering at such an age?" He couldn't help making a teasing laugh.

Yuan Shan ate quietly, and shook his head when he heard this, he wanted to refute but when Jiang Weilin brought him two sweet dates, he immediately fell silent.

Two sweet dates were stuffed into the mouth, and the warm fingertips ran across the lips, Yuan Shan only felt his face was very hot.

Seeing this, Jiang Weilin stretched out his hand to touch his face strangely, and the scorching heat spread to his palm almost instantly, "Could it be that the wound is infected and has a fever?"

It doesn't make sense, those pills are very effective, and there is no problem of infection or fever at all.

"I'll go to the head of the garden to show you." He was about to stand up after speaking.

Seeing this, Yuan Shan quickly pulled him back, "Brother, I'm just a little hot!"

The moment he said it, he wanted to bite his tongue off.

Damn lies, they will definitely be exposed!

However, Jiang Weilin believed it.

He only thought that Yuanshan was too seriously injured and could not use spiritual power to balance the comfort of his body, so he listened to hold his hand to dispel his heat.

"That's right, you're so hurt now, I'm afraid it's hard to use your spiritual power."

Seeing that her brother was cheated by herself, Yuan Shan even thought of a reason for him, and felt even more ashamed.

His injuries didn't actually affect his spiritual power. At that time, he was unable to protect his body with spiritual power and was injured because Guangxu deprived him of all his cultivation bases, which made him lose all his spiritual power, so he was repeatedly injured.

"Yuanshan, what happened on stage at that time." Jiang Weilin asked while balancing the temperature for him.

He still remembers that when he was about to rush forward desperately in the audience, Yuan Shan suddenly became able to move, and looked back and mouthed to him: 'I can win'.

In this way, Jiang Weilin stayed in the audience.

"I couldn't guess it at first." After all, he was seriously injured, Yuan Shan's voice was a little low, "On weekdays I focused on my cultivation and seldom went to the library to study, although I found that my cultivation base was lost, I didn't expect what it was.

The yin and yang disk has a ray of consciousness of the spiritual cultivator, and it is a top-grade magic weapon, which is second only to a divine weapon, and no one present can detect it.

And I never thought that someone would bring such a thing to the inner sect to compete, and he took the opportunity to deprive too much of his cultivation.

It wasn't until he was pushed back to the edge that he discovered the enchantment that he began to think about the possibility of a high-level magic weapon. Generally speaking, those with high cultivation levels can detect the enchantment at close range, but the referee elders are Nascent Soul cultivation bases but they can't find it. It is conceivable that the cultivation base is set above the Nascent Soul. "

Jiang Weilin poured some tea for him from the side, and put it in his palm to hold it.

Under the white smoke wafting from the hot tea, Yuan Shan quietly touched his brother's hand, and continued: "The user's cultivation must be foundation building, so it is only possible that the user's consciousness is boarding. I am too weak, even if my cultivation base is deprived and I have high-level divine sense to help, I may not be incapable of fighting.

The yin and yang disk itself is the cultivation base of the internal practitioners in the coordination formation, taking the high and supplementing the low, so that people with different cultivation bases are the same. At that time, my cultivation base had been losing until it was exhausted, but the opponent had only strengthened it, so I never thought of it.

It wasn't until I searched all over the venue and didn't find the eye of the formation that I realized that the eye of the formation was on the person himself.

That's why I thought of the Yin-Yang disk. There are indeed some practitioners who use the Yin-Yang disk to set the formation eye as their own, but the cost is too high, and few people do it, but if it is done, the effect will be the greatest. The yin and yang disk of the base will attract all the cultivation bases in the barrier to the formation eye itself.

As for finding the position of the formation eyes on him... that's a bit of luck. "

Yuan Shan slowly told what he knew.

Jiang Weilin raised his hand and touched the wall of the cup of tea in his hand, it was still a little hot, so he took it back and stirred it with a spoon, sighed and said: "So that's the case, Yuan Shan has already done a good job, it would be difficult for others to break this Board."

Jiang Weilin was right.

If you were an outsider, not to mention finding the opponent's means, the second is the formation, but the most important thing is to hit the vital point when the spiritual power is almost lost.

It was precisely because it was difficult to do so that Yuan Shan forcibly resisted the opponent's palm full of spiritual power in order to hit the lifeline. If it wasn't for his strong body, most people would die on the spot.

"It's just that Yuanshan can't do such dangerous things in the future." Jiang Weilin couldn't help venting his worries just now, "It's just a win or loss, the elder doesn't understand, you can explain it to the head after you step down, if it really happens If something happens, you can think about the consequences."

Yuan Shan was startled, although it was a reproachful tone, but... Is my brother worried about him?

He couldn't help tightening his hand on the side of the bed, "I won't let my brother worry about it in the future."

In fact, even if Jiang Weilin told him so before the game, he was still unwilling to admit defeat. After more than ten years, he wanted to tell his brother no matter what, that he was no longer what he used to be.

Jiang Weilin didn't speak, and stuffed the water back into Yuanshan's hand after it was warm.

Brother did not refute.

Yuan Shan suddenly felt that his heart was as hot as water in his hands.

"The head elder should be dealing with the demon cultivator. He may come to see you at night. Remember to explain the situation to them." At night, Jiang Weilin was going out of the inner sect.

But speaking of the sect master and the elder, that elder is useless. The sect master on the high platform saw the situation so strange, why didn't he come to check it out?

Jiang Weilin frowned, and asked tentatively, "Yuanshan, how does your master treat you?"

Master?

Yuan Shan didn't know why he suddenly asked, but since his brother asked, he naturally answered everything, thought for a while and said, "That's right."

It should be good. I have been urging him to practice for more than ten years.

Since he has the heart to make him stronger, it should be good.

Jiang Weilin lightly tapped the bed sheet with his fingers, which meant too much. Before he could ask carefully, Tang Runrun outside the door came in to remind him: "It's time to go to the outer door."

Only then did Jiang Weilin realize that the talisman on his body was already hot, and he almost forgot when he was concentrating on Yuan Shan.

"Brother wants to go out?" Yuan Shan was startled, and quickly got up.

Jiang Weilin pressed his shoulders and quickly pushed him down, "I'm an outer disciple, so naturally I have to go out, take care of your wounds, and I'll come see you tomorrow."

Yuan Shan also knew this truth, but was very reluctant.

"Have a good rest." Seeing this, Jiang Weilin patted him on the head softly.

After a few more words of advice, he followed Tang Runrun and left.

Not long after he left the herb garden, a group of cultivators walked in along the gravel path at the door.

The leading middle-aged man was wearing a black robe, with the same pattern printed on the left sleeve as Yuan Shan's robe.

Jiang Weilin paused, watching the few people walk over to him as if he was nothing.

That person... is the head of Qiantianmen.