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

When the disciples were restless and filled with guilt, a teleportation array suddenly flashed in front of them.

As the faint white light dissipated, a distressed figure fell to the ground.

His body was covered in blood and dust, and most of his face was covered by messy hair.

"This is......"

"Brother Song?"

"It seems that it is really Senior Brother Song."

All the disciples surrounded him in a swarm, and they could see more clearly when they got closer.

"It's Senior Brother Song!"

"Senior Brother Song, how are you! What a serious injury!"

"Come on! Elder! Brother Song is seriously injured, we need to bring him back as soon as possible!"

Song Qing suddenly appeared covered in injuries, not only the disciples of Xuanlingzong became restless, but also the disciples of Qiantianmen who reacted rushed forward.

"Your people are back, where is our Senior Brother Yuan and Jiang Weilin!"

"Yes, yes, what about them?"

Of course, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect didn't know. They were in a hurry to carry Song Qing back to the boat, and they didn't care to pay attention to them, so they hurriedly said: "How do we know, get out of the way!"

"How can you Xuanling Sect members be so ungrateful, our Senior Brother Yuan has also done a lot for your escape!" Qian Tianmen disciple said angrily.

"But our senior brother is in a coma, how do we know what kind of senior brother you are!" The Xuanling Sect disciple was also anxious.

At this time, the elders of the two sects came forward.

"Okay." The Sixth Elder stepped forward to stop the disciples of Qiantianmen, "Now only Song Qing knows everything, and he can only find out when he wakes up. Don't be too hasty."

"But elder..." the Qiantianmen disciple gritted his teeth and knew this truth, so he took a step back silently.

And when Xuan Lingzong was about to take Song Qing away, the Sixth Elder said again: "Because of this, I hope to take Song Qing back to my Qiantianmen for treatment!"

Now the elder of the Xuanling Sect is unwilling, "People will not run away here, as long as you wake up, you can ask."

As soon as the words fell, Song Qing, who was in a coma, suddenly moved, and his body trembled and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Song!" the disciple said anxiously.

Seeing this, the elders of Xuanlingzong were also very anxious, but the sixth elder directly blocked their way.

He stood there motionless, his face expressionless, but the aura surged all over his body, forming a blocking force.

"Get out of the way! Do you want to be an enemy of our sect?" The Xuanling Sect elder shouted, very anxious.

Song Qing is the big disciple of their sect, the existence that the head of the sect puts high hopes on, and the most talented of the new generation!That's absolutely impossible!

The Sixth Elder looked leisurely, and even smiled, "Elder, don't worry, I, a disciple of Tianmen, may have fallen, so there is nothing to be afraid of at this time, and now I just want the truth, don't worry, we will definitely If you can take good care of Song Qing, where can you send her to treat her? Elder, why are you so resistant?

If you don't want to, it will be difficult for me to explain to the head when I go back. "

What he meant was directly on the surface. Yuanshan was the core of the hundred-year agreement. If he disappeared, the hope of Qiantianmen's promotion this time would also be completely gone.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, or give them to him, he wants the truth.

Or, the big disciples of your sect will end up with our disciples!

The elder of Xuanlingzong instantly understood what he meant, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

But seeing the attitude of the Sixth Elder not giving in half a step, even if he can win, such a delay will only harm them and not benefit them!

Because Yuan Shan might be dead, and Song Qing is not dead yet!

The elder of Xuanlingzong took a deep breath, let out a breath after hesitating for a few seconds, and agreed, "Yes."

"Elder!" Xuanling Sect disciples exclaimed, very unwilling.

"Okay, don't say any more!" The elder of Xuanlingzong waved his hand and assigned four disciples to go back with the people from Qiantianmen.

And he needs to escort the rest of the disciples back to the sect.

Without him watching in person, that's why he was worried about letting the people from Qiantianmen take Song Qing back.

At this moment, a person next to him suddenly came up, and he raised his hand slightly, and a golden-red fan was instantly opened, covering half of his face.

The eyebrows and eyes exposed outside the fan are very strange.

"Why don't I accompany you back to Qiantianmen?"

People around were startled.

Is this person Fu Yingchu, a disciple of Yingtian Sect?

The disciple who is likely to represent Ying Tianzong to participate in the century-old bet?

"Help my nephew." The elder Xuanlingzong was overjoyed to see this.

The relationship between Xuanlingzong and Yingtianzong has always been good. If Fuyingchu, a Jindan disciple, is willing to go and take care of him, it will be much more convenient.

"Master!" The well-dressed man in black hurriedly followed, and he could hear Fu Yingchu's words with disapproval.

The Qiantianmen had a grudge against them, and a Jindan disciple had already died, so maybe they would disregard the rules and attack Fuyingchu for the sake of winning the century-old bet?

After all, Qiantianmen did not do this kind of thing once or twice.

"Is it okay to ask the elder?" Fu Yingchu fanned his fan slightly and asked calmly.

His eyes are standard peach blossom eyes, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, which looks very affectionate at first glance, but when his face is expressionless, it is full of contempt.

The Sixth Elder nodded reluctantly, "Come along, don't waste time, we don't want any accidents with your Xuanling Sect disciple."

After finishing speaking, he personally stepped forward and helped Song Qing onto a disciple's back, letting him carry it on his back.

Then everyone quickly boarded the magic weapon that looked like a boat.

Seeing this, other sects also got on their tools one after another, and drove away.

----

Inside the secret realm, under the abyss.

A faint white mist spread around, with a slight dead air, and the surroundings were quiet, except for subtle sounds from the black lake in the center from time to time, and occasionally a few nimble black shadows passed through it.

'L'

The sound of light water droplets was heard intermittently. There was a cave not far from the Black Lake. There were countless sharp stone cones hanging on the top of the cave, and water droplets from nowhere came from it.

I saw two black shadows beside the black lake, and the two hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to embed bones and flesh into each other's bodies.

From a distance, it looks like a person.

They were covered in dark blood, like two lumps of raw flesh and blood.

Only the faintly visible figure, the scattered black hair, and a few pieces of red cloth falling on the stone, can be vaguely seen as two people.

The surrounding area was quiet, and it lasted for an unknown amount of time.

A figure by the lake moved.

He tremblingly got up from the ground and fell back, got up and fell back again, and after countless times, he finally sat up on his knees.

He stretched out his twisted and out of shape hands, and carefully wanted to hug the other person into his arms, but he still had to repeat countless times before he managed to hug the other person's upper body into his arms.

Touching the limp person in his arms, tears rolled out of his eyes mixed with blood.

"Brother... don't worry about it."

"I, I will save you."

"Brother, please, just persevere...persist a little longer."

Yuan Shan took out a large amount of elixir from the storage ring and wanted to stuff it into the mouth of the person in his arms, but most of Jiang Weilin's flesh and skin were rotten, and his mouth was stuck together.

He lowered his head slightly, kissed the other's lips lightly, carefully opened a slit with his tongue, and then pushed some pills in.

One or two...

Every time Yuan Shan puts two, it helps to dissolve some.

The bones in his own chest had already been shattered, and he could barely support his body. If he was an ordinary person, he would have died already at this time.

And even if it is Jindan, it is almost unbearable now.

Hoo hoo...

Yuan Shan's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his vision was blurred with blood. He managed to take a few pills to stabilize himself, but instead of digesting it, he put all his spiritual power into Jiang Weilin's body.

Brother... please, don't have an accident, please.

Yuan Shan's throat was already so dry that he couldn't speak a word, he mechanically fed Jiang Weilin the elixir, and then used his spiritual power to help dissolve it, repeating this dozens of times.

Two full hours passed.

Countless raw bone pills went down, and Jiang Weilin's body finally recovered most of it, at least he has a human figure, but the internal injuries are still serious, let alone regained consciousness, even his own spiritual power is stagnant and difficult to function.

Yuan Shan was helping to lose her spiritual power when she suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

I don't know how many hours passed before I woke up again.

The moment he opened his eyes and realized that he had passed out, a chill rushed over him, and he quickly crawled to Jiang Weilin's side, and after realizing that the other party was still breathing, he let out a stiff breath.

If, if something happened to his brother because of his negligence, he would not accept it anyway.

The moment the body relaxed, the familiar sharp pain hit again.

He's used to it.

Yuan Shan wiped the scarlet corners of his eyes, took a few bottles of elixir in one go, and stopped caring about his body. He continued to repeat the previous steps, gave Jiang Weilin the elixir to help dissolve it, and continuously injected spiritual energy, and waited for the skin to recover. , and then apply the drug on it.

After tossing and tossing for three days and three nights without sleep, he completely stabilized Jiang Weilin's injury.

At the moment of relaxation, Yuan Shan vomited a few mouthfuls of blood again.

He wiped the corners of his lips tremblingly, and his hands had already begun to twitch unnaturally, which was completely uncontrollable.

After exhaustingly swallowing a few pills, he collapsed to the ground again, the muscles of his whole body could no longer support his body with broken bones.

After Yuan Shan looked at Jiang Weilin's injury again, he began to treat himself.

Another few days passed.

While treating him, he supplemented Bigu Dan to Jiang Weilin who was still unconscious.

After four or five days, Yuanshan finally looked human, and the spiritual power in his body could operate independently. He staggered up from the ground, and carefully carried Jiang Weilin into the cave not far away.

"Brother, we..." Yuan Shan was very tired. After he carried Jiang Weilin in, he leaned against the wall unbearably, but still hugged him tightly, and said with some ease: "We It's safe."

After falling into the darkness of this place for more than ten days, he finally had a trace of relaxation in his eyes.

"Brother, I'm so tired, I...I want to sleep for a while, and then help you heal, okay?" Yuan Shan murmured in a low voice, and carefully changed Jiang Weilin to a more comfortable position to lean against in his arms.

My brother is out of the most dangerous stage, and he will be able to recover after taking some elixir supplements....

Brother, I won't let anything happen to you.

Yuan Shan hugged the man tightly and quickly fell asleep, but even in his sleep he was still restless, his brows were tightly frowned, and his long black hair scattered as if to envelop the man in his arms.

At the same time, Qiantianmen.

In the usually deserted herbal garden, there are several people coming out or going in from time to time.

From time to time, some voices of conversation came, "Why is Song Qing still awake? You Qiantianmen really treated him properly?"

There was a hint of anger in that voice.

Then a female voice explained, "His injuries are almost healed, but he has a heart that he doesn't want to wake up. We Gantianmen also need a result, so we won't hurt him."

Intermittent sounds came from the ear, and Song Qing woke up under such circumstances.

At first, he became vaguely conscious, and then he slowly opened his eyes. Everything in front of his sight gradually became clear from blur, and the voice beside his ears could be heard clearly.

"Song Qing can have any knots. I think you Qiantianmen just want to detain him. I'm going to take him back today!" The third elder of Xuanlingzong just fell in an angry voice.

Then I heard someone say, "Third Elder..."

The people who were facing away from the bed were stunned, and turned around at the same time, only to see that Song Qing had opened his eyes at some point.

"Song Qing?" The third elder was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he rushed forward and grabbed Song Qing's hand, "You are awake."

He has watched Song Qing grow up since he was a child, and he is already half a child, so after the elder who led the team in the secret realm came back and said this, he asked to come over.

"I'm fine." Song Qing's voice was a little light, as if he was a little weak, he got up from the bed with the quilt on his back, and he knew the place by scanning the surroundings.

Perhaps it was the herbal garden where Yuan Shan was injured and lay there.

And as soon as he looked up and saw Tang Songya and the others, he also understood where the situation had reached.

"Several, I just want to know the whereabouts of Yuanshan and Jiang Weilin." His hair crown has long been lost, and his light brown hair is scattered under the light. Song Qing's lips and complexion are very bad , a little pale.

The fingers covered under the sleeves trembled slightly after mentioning this matter.

"Let's go ahead." Just in time, the Sixth Elder stepped into the door at this time. He glanced over the crowd present, and finally stopped his eyes on Song Qing, and said coldly: "At the beginning, Yuanshan and Jiang Weilin should be together with you. Together, what happened to you after this?"

At that time, Song Qing's jade card was supposed to be forced to activate to bring him back, but he still hasn't returned after the mandatory activation time.

It can only show that he was too seriously injured. In this case, the teleportation array will take protective measures and delay the speed of teleportation back in order to take care of his body.

After that, as expected.

After Song Qing teleported back, she was seriously injured.

"...I am responsible for this matter." Song Qing just said this sentence, he took a deep breath, and began to tell the story at that time, but once he started to recall the details, he felt a headache, especially To the back of the bloody battle.

Everyone was seriously injured, and Yuan Shan and Jiang Weilin fell directly into the abyss.

Song Qing would pause after speaking a few words, as if she was a little overwhelmed, and didn't finish speaking after stumbling for a long time.

Of course, he concealed the matter of Yuanshan's stealing kiss and his exposure, only saying that the two had conflicts, and also concealed the matter of Jiang Weilin's attempt to save the demon fox.

"I'm sorry, if I didn't insist on taking that Yaohua, I wouldn't have come to this point, even if I didn't get angry with Yuanshan, there wouldn't be this ending." Song Qing lowered her head, and made a statement for what she said. end.

He was so guilty, and his heart was even more tormented, he didn't dare to look up at the people from Qiantianmen.

It's his fault.

For a while, the surroundings were silent, and no one said anything.

After a long time, the sixth elder said: "Are you sure you will see them fall off the cliff at the end?"

"......Yes."

The Sixth Elder nodded upon hearing the words, but did not respond, and just left a faint sentence, "Take a good rest."

When the words fell, he turned and left.

The people in the room looked at each other.

"Okay, you all know, I'm going to take Song Qing back now," said the third elder of Xuanlingzong.

Tang Songya on the side stopped him politely, and said in a good voice: "Elder Lan, the head of the sect hasn't spoken yet, so I have to ask Song Qing to stay here for a few more days."

"What? Could it be that because you are in your territory, you have nothing to fear!" Elder Lan said angrily.

But no matter how noisy she was, she couldn't let Song Qing leave.

Until later, "Okay, Third Elder, I'll just stay here for a while."

Elder Lan was taken aback.

"Qiantianmen won't let me have trouble, even if I go back to Xuanlingzong, I will still be sick in bed, and it is the same to recuperate here, let alone..." I feel ashamed.

Song Qing lowered her eyes slightly, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she just felt a headache.

My heart felt like it was blocked, and my chest felt tight.

He recited the meditation mantra several times before he managed to get better.

"Hey." Seeing this, the third elder sighed softly, "Then I'll stay and take care of you."

"No, it's fine for the third elder to go back."

"No, something happened to you, the old man can't explain to the head."

In the room, Tang Songya folded her arms and listened to the two talking, while the Sixth Elder on the other side had already reached the highest peak of Qiantianmen.

There seemed to be a lot of clouds and mists around the highest peak, and the sixth elder Yujian entered directly, and after crossing the outermost gate, there was a towering white jade hall.

"Master."

The Sixth Elder walked into the hall and bowed respectfully.

On the high seat in front, a middle-aged man in a black robe with gold patterns sat upright on a white stone-like chair. He raised his eyes slightly when he heard the movement, and motioned: "Send it up."

The Sixth Elder quickly sent a purple sphere up.

This is a shadow bead.

With the input of spiritual energy, the photo-recording beads began to work naturally, and it was pitch black, but the voice of the conversation was very clear.

The conversation between the Sixth Elder and Song Qing just now gradually spread from it.

After a while, the conversation ends.

The head of the sect casually placed the photo beads on the armrest beside his hand.

"Yuan Shan is not dead yet." He said lightly.

The Sixth Elder didn't react too much to this, they already knew that Yuan Shan was fine.

The opponent's life card has not yet broken.

Although the middle was so dim that there was almost no light, it finally recovered a little bit.

"It's just, that child really has too much heart." The headmaster said softly, as if he just said that sentence casually, but the sixth elder broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it.

He bowed his head and said nothing.

"Knowing that you can't do it, you still insist on going your own way. If this person can be rescued, then it's fine, but in front of the sixth-order spirit beast, you still want to save people. This is not smart, but stupid." His fingertips tapped lightly, making a few crisp sounds.

"Fan's heart is too heavy, his brother is bound to die, and because of his feelings, he picked up on me." The headmaster sighed softly, and slowly stood up from the chair.

His movements seemed to be slow, but he walked to the sixth elder in the blink of an eye, and said:

"The secret realm is closed now, and it will take at least half a year before it can be reopened. During this time, you send someone to watch Yuanshan's fate card carefully, and report it quickly if something happens."

"Yes!" The Sixth Elder responded quickly, not daring to delay at all.

The head straightened his sleeves, "As for the rest, we'll wait half a year to talk about it, but this kid still needs to be educated, he is the only hope for the Qiantianmen's century-old covenant...... His Life is more important than that brother."

After speaking, the leader shook his sleeves and left.

The Sixth Elder was left standing quietly in the hall alone. He maintained his bowed posture and waited for a long time before slowly getting up.

 The scene from more than ten years ago suddenly appeared in the memory.

The half-grown child climbed up the mountain with his young brother in his arms. It was already evening and the wind was very cold.

It was that time, when he was clearly only a ten-year-old child, he discussed the conditions with him very clearly and calmly, and wanted to let his younger brother with extraordinary talent enter the fairy gate.

The result was not settled.

Then something happened to the two children, and the three-year-old child crawled more than ten miles to the fairy gate to ask for help.

In the end, he still entered the fairy gate.

The Sixth Elder closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

I deeply feel that there are these feelings, how can they be replaced by the head of the sect's thought of "everyone's heart can be given up".

If something happened to Jiang Weilin, how could Yuan Shan be better off.

What's more, if Jiang Weilin hadn't chosen Qiantianmen, Yuan Shan wouldn't have joined their sect.

It can be said that this fate was also brought by Jiang Weilin, and it is really against the virtue of the head to cut it off so cruelly.

The moment these thoughts surfaced, the Sixth Elder knew that it was disrespectful to the head of the sect, and he never dared to speak out.

-

Another few days passed.

The injury has not yet recovered, and the elixir has bottomed out.

Yuan Shan carries enough pills, but for ten days or so, he needs to consume more than a dozen bottles every day, usually five pills per bottle, seventy or eighty pills a day.

Now, only a few bottles remain.

Yuan Shan stuffed all of them in for Jiang Weilin, but kept two bottles for emergencies.

After the elixir was fed into the mouth, Yuan Shan was lucky to help dissolve it.

These days, he used the water stored in the storage ring to wipe off the blood on Jiang Weilin's body and replenish water for him, while he himself used the water from the Black Lake.

Not surprisingly, he and his elder brother should stay here for a long time, and the amount of Bigu Dan is definitely not enough.

Although he doesn't really need it anymore, his brother still needs to eat. Leaving aside the food, the water he has stored will definitely not last long, so he must find another source of water.

Ready-made, that is, this black lake water.

Yuan Shan plans to try it out for a few days, and it will be ready when her brother wakes up.

"Brother, there is no danger anymore, when will you wake up." Yuan Shan dipped some water in the jar, and wiped away the dust on Jiang Weilin's face.

Jiang Weilin's skin.The flesh has recovered, but the internal injury is still serious, even if so many pills are used, it will not work.

Yuan Shan is naturally impatient, and he heals his brother every day, but the effect is minimal.

This injury is too serious for my brother, and now this life can only be said to be barely brought back.

He hugged Jiang Weilin tightly in his arms, lowered his head slightly, and gently rubbed his face against the top of the other's head, "Brother, I also left some of your favorite pastries, and they will be yours when you wake up."

"You have been sleeping for a few days, I miss you."

"Get up and take a look at me, even if you just take a look and go back to sleep."

His fingers gently caressed Jiang Weilin's face, looking at the unconscious person, thinking of the scene of that day again, his eyes turned red.

"Brother, I didn't protect you well."

He lowered his head and buried it tightly in Jiang Weilin's hair, and after a while, the hair became a little moist.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Shan slowly raised his head and sat up straight, continuing to repeat the previous treatment for Jiang Weilin.

However......

Half a month has passed.

Jiang Weilin still showed no sign of waking up.

Yuan Shan couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

He treated day and night without sleep, and once the spiritual energy recovered, he would infuse it for his brother, but he didn't heal the injury much.

Even Jiang Weilin's own spiritual energy lost the ability to operate independently.

This has hurt the root, hurt too badly.

Yuan Shan is not a medical practitioner, and since he has no elixir, it is even more difficult to help repair it.

What should I do if this continues.

Yuan Shan's mood, which improved after Jiang Weilin recovered, suddenly took a turn for the worse, and he became anxious again.

In the next few days, apart from repeating the previous treatment, he was thinking about new treatment methods.

Until, a book fell out of his storage space.

The familiar dark yellow cover, and two intimate figures.

Yuan Shan paused, then threw the book aside, this is the 'Dual Cultivation Method'.

After reading Shan Fansheng's book before, for... some reasons, he went to Zangshuge to read this kind of book.

It is indeed helpful for cultivation, but...

Yuan Shan thought of those contents, and held his brother in his arms again, couldn't help feeling that he had done something wrong, and silently hugged him even tighter.

After slowing down, the roots of his ears were red and he continued to heal his wounds.

So a few more days passed.

Yuan Shan became even more anxious, he tried various methods but couldn't make his brother wake up, he couldn't... just keep sleeping like this.

When he was walking around in the cave irritably, he suddenly felt that he had kicked something down and picked it up to have a look.

It was the 'Double Cultivation Method' of that day.

Yuan Shan's first reaction was to throw it away, but the next moment, he couldn't help but stop the movement of his hands.

He stood there hesitating for a long time, then flipped through the exercises and looked through them.

In the dark environment, his face gradually became hot, and he stood there, looking through.

After an unknown amount of time passed, the exercises in my hand turned to the last page.

He closed it gently, his palms dripping with sweat.

When he raised his head again, he realized that his neck was also covered with sticky sweat. He wiped it off a few times indiscriminately, and then looked down at the exercises in his hand in a daze.

Among the Taoist couples, they often use the two-day exercises on weekdays, which can improve their strength together, and the effect is not even much worse than that of meditation.

Cultivators with a higher level of cultivation are especially helpful to those with a lower level of cultivation, especially in the first double cultivation, the effect is the best.

Although it is of little help to oneself, it can greatly improve the other party's cultivation.

Yuan Shan raised his hand and turned it over again, in addition to improving his cultivation, he also healed his injuries.