False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

Something happened to the Yanluo faction recently, Yu Zian stayed in the sect for a longer time, but he still didn't have much time to talk to Yun Xiechen.

There are always monsters around Yanluo Mountain, and there have been a lot more people from other factions coming and going recently. He is so busy that he can't help but pinch his soul, pinch it, and squeeze out a few Yu Zi'an.

Being so busy, naturally he couldn't care about Yun Xiechen.

When he was finally free, he realized that Yun Xiechen's temper seemed to be even more gloomy.

So he took the time to call the man out, and asked him what was the matter as pleasantly as possible.

Yun Xiechen smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

Yu Zian felt that this sentence was insincere no matter what he heard, but he had never raised a child in his life after all, so he could only say: "If you need anything, you can come to me."

Yun Xiechen looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly frowned, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I have a headache."

Yu Zian was startled, and said, "Why do you have a headache?"

He grabbed Yun Xiechen's wrist, and lost a bit of spiritual power to get in. Yun Xiechen didn't struggle, and let him investigate honestly.

With this probe, Yu Zian's expression changed on the spot.

Yun Xiechen's spirit had a faint tendency to split.

He grabbed the person and was about to walk towards the master, and said, "Didn't I tell you to go to the master once a month? How could it be like this?"

Changing the root bone doesn't mean you just need to experience the pain, it's a sacred tree after all, it's the last monster in the world, even if it's a branch, it's definitely not a weak little girl like Yun Xiechen. The little monk was able to control it, so Yu Zian told him early in the morning that he would go to the master every other month to suppress the backlash of the branch.

Yun Xiechen remained silent.

Yu Zian didn't expect to get any answers from him, so he sighed and said, "Go, I'll take you to find Master."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Yun Xiechen, who had been obediently letting him carry him away, suddenly stopped in his tracks:

"I don't want to see Master."

Yu Zian only thought that he was losing his temper, and frowned: "Don't make trouble."

Yun Xiechen broke free from his hand, and repeated: "I'm not going to see Master."

His voice was low and weak, but it revealed stubbornness that could not be ignored. Yu Zian paused for a moment, then looked back at him, and saw that his face was pale, with cold sweat all over his forehead, but his eyes were faintly red. His intuition was not very good, so he asked in a friendly voice

"Why don't you go to see Master? Did Master make you angry?"

Yun Xiechen avoided answering, but instead said: "Brother, don't treat me like a child."

Yu Zian said, with this temper, can I still see you as a mature and stable adult?

However, to put it bluntly, Yun Xiechen just refused to go.He could knock people out and drag them over, but he resisted so much, so what if he took them over?The soul is no better than the body, he can control his body, but he can't control the consciousness of others.

In desperation, Yu Zian had no choice but to ask the master first, but the master couldn't tell the reason.

Yu Zian then asked without hope: "What was the last sentence Master said to him last time?"

His master thought for a while, but he was not sure: "Do you want to help your senior brother well in the future?"

Yu Zi'an touched this sentence for a while, although he felt that it was inappropriate, but after ten years of master and apprentice, it stands to reason that Yun Xiechen wouldn't break up with his master just because of such a sentence.

So he turned his head to persuade Yun Xiechen again.

No fruit.

After all the good and bad words were said, Yun Xiechen was like a wooden man who refused to go.After dragging on like this for half a month, his unstable spirit finally couldn't hold back and split.

Yu Zi'an watched helplessly as he went on the road of humiliating himself without looking back, but Yun Xiechen was very indifferent, with a pale face, holding the group of weak souls in his hands, and said with a stern voice:

"Senior brother, I will give it to you."

Yu Zian was so angry with him that he almost couldn't hold back his anger, glared at him and said, "What do I want this for! You wait here for me, I'll go find Master."

Maybe there is another way to sew it back?

His soul was not enough to suppress the sacred tree, and now it has lost half of its life, let alone practice, Yu Zian even doubted whether he could survive.

He didn't want it, and Yun Xiechen didn't force it, he smiled slightly and watched him go away.

When he came back, there was no one in the room, only a wooden man lying on the couch, emitting a weak light.

It is half of Yun Xiechen's soul.

Yu Zian picked up the wooden man and looked at it, and fell into a daze.

For the first time, he realized that he didn't seem to know this junior at all.

That was the last time Yu Zian saw Yun Xiechen when he was a living person and still bore the name Yu Zian.

Later, something happened to Tobacco Pie.

At that time, he was out training with young disciples from another family—it was a real training session. After hearing the bad news, he rushed back overnight, and only had time to go to the abyss with his own sect.

That was the first time Yu Zian really realized the meaning of "manpower is sometimes poor".

His cultivation was at the top at that time, and he was used to being regarded as an omnipotent immortal. In these years, there seemed to be nothing he could not solve.

until that moment.

He thought, so he is not a fairy after all.

With his last breath, he refused to die, and ran down the mountain stumblingly. At the foot of the mountain, he was exhausted and leaned against a tree to rest for a while.

He accidentally passed out, and as a result, heavy rain, lightning and thunder, cut off a branch and pressed it down, just on his broken body.

——The proud son of heaven in the past was crushed to death by a branch just like that.

When he woke up, his soul had left his body, he was floating in the air, he bowed to his corpse blankly, and went to find Yun Xiechen.

It's not that he wants to do anything, it's just that there is a birthday gift prepared for this junior brother in the storage ring - he has been running around for so many years, and finally gathered the materials, two swords forged by a famous weapon trainer.

One is Zhu Ming, and the other is Xuanying.

It's too wasteful and not good to just let him bury it in the soil after spending so much effort.

Thanks to the half of Yun Xiechen's soul left behind, this trip was not without a clue.It's just that now that he has no body, he is like a bastard without a shell. He always has trouble doing things as usual, and he has to stop and rest for a while after he walks for a while. In order to find Yun Xiechen as soon as possible, he occasionally has to do good deeds to accumulate virtue .

Sometimes I think that his junior brother has survived to this day. After thinking about it, he probably has the credit for his usual good deeds.

By the time of the Ming Dynasty, there were more great disciples who had accumulated virtue and done good deeds.

As soon as he entered Quming, Yu Zian saw Yun Xiechen.

He was sitting in a noble and gorgeous treasure chariot, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, with a compassionate smile on his lips, before and behind him was a whole street of attendants, walking past Yu Zian mightily.

I heard the people's depressing and excited whispers in my ears, and there was 12 reverence in the words.

He seems to be doing well, Yu Zian thought.

It's just that I don't know why, but I dare not see him.

As if seeing something, there will be something, completely shattered.

Yu Zian recalled what this junior brother looked like in the past, and found that he almost couldn't remember the thin boy with a gloomy face.

Then he took out the wooden man, blew on it, and made the man "alive".

The days passed like water.

Although Yu Zian has always avoided seeing Yun Xiechen based on an inexplicable intuition, he always pays attention to Yun Xiechen's movements.

Before the prophecy was destroyed, he received a summons from an outsider for the first time "after his death".

It was the boy who bid farewell to Yun Xiechen back then—now he is a refined and elegant middle-aged man, Shen Shanshu.

He took the man's child.

This is the place where Yun Xiechen stayed for 15 years. When he was leaving the city, Yu Zian kept thinking, would his junior brother be sad when he learned that the emperor he devoted himself to would destroy his hometown?

Out of selfishness, he rushed back to Chendu on the night of teaching a village, and set up formations around him.

Useless.

Just like he failed to protect the Yanluo Pie, the formation he deployed could not protect a mortal city.

Then take a step back, Yu Zian thought, he can't guard the sect, he can't guard the capital, and he can guard a child, it should be more than enough.

Although I can't help but think about who is intervening in the destruction of the prophecy capital.

He still didn't dare to see Yun Xiechen, and resisted instinctively, but he didn't expect that Yun Xiechen would come to his door.

The moment he really faced this person up close, Yu Zian finally understood what he was resisting.

Shen Wu asked him what is Tao.

In fact, he also asked Master this question when he was a child.

It was after Yun Xiechen left that he realized what his way was.

Others cultivate swords and dharma, but what he cultivates are his two wishes in his life.

I wish the head of the sect to prosper and live in peace forever.

Second, I hope that the younger brother will change his temperament and be able to rehabilitate himself.

The previous one is already yesterday's old dream, so it cannot be pursued.

The moment he heard the knock on the door, he realized that the second one was also a wish.

All wishes in life are delusions.

He clearly heard the sound of something shattering into powder.

That is the Dao heart he has cultivated for so many years.

Yu Zian thought again, in this way, he might not even be able to protect Shen Wu.

Ups and downs and struggles for decades, in the end, nothing can be grasped, nothing can be protected.

When Shen Wu said goodbye to him, he could have found an excuse to stop him, but he hesitated a moment before he said it.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just smiled nonchalantly: "If possible, come back early for the New Year."

But he had a premonition in his heart that Shen Wu, the child he brought up with his own hands, would never come back.

Ten years of master and apprentice, the fate is all here.

This life, that's it.

It was the last moment of his life, Yu Zian could finally face Yun Xiechen calmly, but found that he didn't want to say anything anymore.

I don't want to find out why he left suddenly back then;

I don't want to ask why I want to kill the prophecy;

I don't want to pursue the so-called truth about the demise of tobacco.

Hearing Yun Xiechen's questioning, he thought to himself, I really didn't mean it.But the "body" is lazy and can't work hard.He was too lazy to open his mouth.

In front of me is the ever-changing, cloudy sky.

Thinking of how many years ago, it was also such a day when clouds dotted the sky, and he took a gloomy boy away on a certain street.

Go around and around, back to the origin.

The moment before his consciousness disappeared, he vaguely heard Yun Xiechen say:

"I regret."

The voice is very soft, as low as a kitten meowing.

Oh, Yu Zian thought, very good.

I also regret it.

It's just that there are three thousand roads, but there is no turning back.