"Oh, stop crying! Stop crying! Look, we are finally reunited. Are you going to stay in my Tailing Pavilion?"
Kun Wu felt that he just wanted to make a big effort and trap Lu Xiaochan with so many years of feelings, so that Shu Wuzai could listen to Lu Xiaochan's heart.
Who the hell is willing to go with you to that place in Wuxingjingtian where "birds don't poop, chickens don't lay eggs, and turtles don't land on the beach"!
"I… "
Lu Xiaochan was extremely happy, and just when she was about to agree to Kun Wu's offer, Suo Xianling tightened so tightly that his bones almost broke.
He suddenly remembered that he had promised Shu Wuzai that he would go with him.
"I promised Shu Wuqi that after my eyes are cured, I will go with him. I will keep my promise."
Kunwu pointed at Shu Wuxi with a heartbroken expression on his face: "You... how could you even lie to a child!"
"What did I lie to him about?" Shu Wuxiao asked.
Kunwu gritted his teeth, knowing that Lu Xiaochan's eyes could not be cured.
"Okay, wait until the eye is cured. If not, you can keep it here with me!" Kunwu decided to adopt a roundabout tactic.
"I promised brother Wu Gai that no matter whether it is cured or not, as long as he brings me to you, I will follow him." Lu Xiaochan replied.
"What? Did you even agree to this? You are childish and ignorant! You are childish and ignorant!" Kunwu looked like he couldn't breathe.
"What am I ignorant of?"
Whoever treats me well, I will follow!
You left me in Lushu Town for so many years. I had good food, drink, and a happy life here. I finally had Shu Wuzai to take care of me. What would happen if I left with him
At this time, Shu Wuzai spoke: "We will stay in Tailing Pavilion for the time being. Kunwu will prepare pills for you."
"We live here? Great! It seems very interesting here!" Lu Xiaochan's eyes lit up.
"Kunwu, I want to check all the medical classics and pharmacopoeias in your Tailing Pavilion."
"You can watch it if you want...but you can't take it out of Tailing Pavilion." Kunwu knew that Shu Wuzai was a rare genius. If he wanted to learn something, he would definitely be able to learn it.
It seemed that he was going to personally study how to cure Lu Xiaochan's eyes.
"I'll take you to rest first." Shu Wuzai pulled up Suo Xianling. Lu Xiaochan shook it, and Shu Wuzai turned around, held his elbow, and took him out of the quiet room.
When the door was closed, even the water flow was suspended in the air and there was no sound. Kunwu closed his eyes and sighed, sitting down.
"Really...can't I stop it? But everything is still my fault."
Looking up, Kunwu remembered what happened more than 1,300 years ago.
Back then, Kunwu received a message from the Moon Bird from the Unintentional Realm Heaven. It was a critical moment for Sword Sect Yangcang's cultivation when he was about to reach the seventh level of the Great Power Realm.
There are nine levels of heaven in the realm of general power, and the seventh level is the last realm of the previous sword sect, and he also died in this realm.
Therefore, this matter is not trivial, and trying to enter the divine way with a mortal body is going against heaven, and there may be a catastrophe like thunder.
During the great prehistoric times, the founding master of Tailing Pavilion and the first sword sect of Wuyi Jingtian were close friends. They made an agreement back then that every time the sword sect of Wuwu Jingtian broke through the ninth level of the "general trend", Tailing The pavilion will send disciples to look after him.
If he fails to pass the test, Etai Ling Pavilion's great medical spell may be able to preserve his cultivation level, but if it fails, it will be completely wiped out.
But at that time, the evil god Chaos was raging, and it was rumored that even the East Xu Sword Sect was smitten and controlled by it. As the Pavilion Master of Tailing Pavilion, Kunwu must confirm this matter. This matter is more urgent than Sword Sect Yangcang's calamity at the pass.
After all, it may take Yangcang hundreds of years, and he has not yet broken through the seventh level of the general trend, so the crisis will not come so quickly. But the Dongxu Sword Sect was invaded by the evil god, and a single sword energy could destroy all living beings.
Kunwu had no time to go to Wuwujingtian, so he thought of his junior brother Li Che.
Kunwu's master once said that his junior brother Li Che seemed to have no concentration, was involved in all emotions and six desires, and had no intention of following the Tao, but he was truly free and unrestrained by nature.
It is precisely because he has all kinds of desires, but he can throw them away. Li Che has been alone since he was twelve years old, and has reached the state of "entering the situation" at the age of fourteen, and therefore he will always stay at the age of fourteen. .
Ordinary cultivators would not be able to break through the realm of "taking advantage of the situation" in a thousand years, but it only took Li Che six hundred years to achieve it.
In order not to suffer calamity because of defying heaven, this kid simply stopped practicing.
Kunwu worked hard and threw Li Che into the unintentional realm.
As soon as Li Che saw the building made of exquisite cold jade in the sky of Wu Wujing, he burst into tears, saying that there was no grass growing there and it was a purgatory on earth.
But Kunwu had no time to care about his junior brother's mood.
Kunwu went to the East Ruins, but did not find the East Ruins Sword Sect. He realized that if this was to lure the tiger away from the mountain, could the real target of the evil god Chaos be Yang Cang who was rushing through the pass
He quickly returned to Wuwujingtian. It was already nine days later. He originally thought that his junior brother would rush out and kick him, but Kunwu didn't see him at all.
"Xiaochan is fine here."
This was the first time Kunwu heard Yang Cang express what he wanted to leave behind.
Kunwu exhaled. At least his mischievous junior brother didn't make Jian Zong angry.
Of course, Yang Cang, who has grown up in a desireless realm since childhood, does not understand joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, so how can he get angry
It's just that Kunwu didn't realize that there are very few people who can reach the realm of Wuxin, and every one of them is lukewarm. Wanting to keep someone by your side is the beginning of desire.
Now that his junior brother was watching him, Kunwu accompanied the disciples of Dongxu to search for their missing Sword Sect, but found nothing.
A month later, Kunwu went to Wuxingtian again with the fine wine, candy cakes and grass cage crickets he collected along the way.
He knew his junior brother's character. In such a miserable place, his eyes would turn into walnuts from crying and his stature would be reduced.
Kunwu didn't find Yang Cang and his junior brother, but he saw a whole row of bottles and jars on Yang Cang's desk. The seeds covered with spiritual soil inside had sprouted and sprouted.
Kun Wu was extremely surprised that there were other creatures besides the sacred tree "Fengtian" in Wuxin Realm. He stroked the delicate green leaves and felt that they were extremely rare, but he never thought that the realm of "no life and no death" would lose its meaning because of these creatures.
Hearing the cheerful laughter of his junior brother from a distance, Kunwu was even more surprised. What could be there in this place that could make his junior junior brother happy
He went looking for the sound and saw Yang Cang's clothes fluttering and standing on the edge of Luohun Cliff, while his junior brother was standing on a fairy sword filled with aura of light and swimming in the sea of Whispering Swords.
This scene shocked Kunwu to death. You must know that the Wuwu Sword Sea is not the sea of clouds in the sky, but the gathering of sword intent after the Wuyu Realm Tianli Jianzong died. Once it falls, it will not only be physical and mental trauma, but also the Danyuan. They will all be destroyed by tens of thousands of years of accumulated sword intent.
When he walked in, he discovered that what his junior brother was stepping on was none other than Yang Cang's fairy sword. This fairy sword itself is made from the spine of the ancient spiritual beast Chang Yan. Coupled with Yang Cang's cultivation, its aura is extraordinary and it is the most powerful among the five swords in the world.
The junior brother opened his hands, his clothes were carried by the wind and flew up. The fairy sword could travel ninety thousand miles in an instant, and he threw the junior brother down in one fell swoop.
Kunwu opened his eyes wide and saw the sword flying around and falling with his junior brother. The moment he approached the sea of swords, he lifted his junior brother up again and bumped him, which scared him so much that he was shaking. Akira shouted "no no no".
Yang Cang stood on the edge of the cliff and kept watching, but his expression was not as cold and solemn as before, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.
Kunwu immediately lowered his head and saluted: "My junior brother is naughty and has offended the Sword Sect..."
Yang Cang didn't even look at Kun Wu, but just slightly hooked his fingers, and the fairy sword slowed down, like a small boat, carrying the junior brother on the sea of swords.
Seeing that my junior brother was about to return to the edge of the cliff, Kunwu said, "I'm going to take my junior brother down the mountain right now. It's really disturbing the Qing Xiu of the Sword Sect..."
Suddenly, the sword moved backwards, and the junior brother almost fell down.
But soon, the sword rolled several times on the sea of swords, sometimes forward and backward, sometimes making him laugh heartily, and sometimes frightening him to yell "slow down, slow down".
"Why do you always say offense?" Yang Cang finally turned his face and gave Kun Wu a serious look.
"Everyone knows that 'the atmosphere is all-encompassing and the world is seamless'. Your gapless sword makes my junior brother..."
"As long as it can make Xiaochan happy." Yang Cang just replied lightly.
Kunwu opened his eyes wide. He felt that his ears must be broken.
What can make Xiaochan happy
"What's that in your hand?" Yang Cang lowered his eyes and looked at the oil paper bag in Kun Wu's hand.
"This... this is a candy cake. I left my junior brother in Wuwujingtian for so long, he will definitely be angry with me..."
"Well, he likes sugar cakes and pickle-filled scones."
Kunwu paused there, feeling that something was wrong in his heart, but he didn't know what was wrong.
Yang Cang never cares about everyone who comes to Wuwu Realm. Why does he know what his junior brother likes to eat
"You can keep these and go."
"I'm here..."
"Aren't you going to find the Dongxu Sword Sect? Have you found it?"
"Not yet... not yet..."
"Then why are you staying here if you don't go looking for me?"
"Ah, yes..."
Kunwu immediately withdrew. It was not the first time that he went to Wuwujingtian, but it was the first time that Yang Cang ordered him to be kicked out.
He went to Wuwu Realm Heaven nine times in a row, and the ninth time was when he was sure that the Dongxu Sword Sect was possessed by an evil spirit, and he had to ask Yang Cang to come out and slay the evil spirit.
But what he saw was... the entire Wuwu Realm sky seemed to have been submerged by floods. This was the trace after the junior brother used "Tai Ling Zhen Yuan".
If the situation was not critical, how could the junior brother lead the world to flood into the unintentional realm
Kunwu looked around. In Yangcang's room, the room was in a mess. Ancient letters were thrown all over the floor. The bottles and jars on the table were smashed. The immortal plants and spiritual grass that had grown several inches high fell on Linglong Han. The jade ground was covered with a layer of frost.
The junior brother's clothes were in pieces beside Linglong Hanyu's couch, and his personal magic weapon "Tai Ling Zhen Yuan" was thrown on the ground.
Kunwu lifted up the gauze beside the couch, but found nothing.
He called out his junior brother's name, and the first thought in his mind was that Yang Cang was possessed by madness, and his junior brother could not help him channel his energy back to his original state, so he could only run away.
After searching for a long time, he finally found his junior brother in Wuxinjian Pavilion, and Yang Cang had completely changed.
Because he has □□.
Kunwu asked Yang Cang to return his junior brother to him, but Yang Cang laughed.
he's mine.
If anyone takes him away, I will turn the three thousand worlds upside down and smash him to pieces.
It turns out that Yang Cang's heaven-defying catastrophe was not a thunderous one.
But a Lu Xiaochan.
Kunwu let out a breath, and he didn't dare to think about what happened next.
And he knew that Shu Wuzai was also sure that he would not tell Xiaochan about the past.
Because when you think of the past, you will naturally remember the pain of being burned by karma.
Shu Wuzai had a quiet residence in Tailing Pavilion.
This Qingju is truly "Qing", with nothing left except a collapsed bed and a desk.
Lu Xiaochan was still as curious as before, touching here and there, Shu Wuzai made a pot of tea, and every time he raised his eyes, he always looked in the direction of Lu Xiaochan.
"Brother Wuxia... Why is there nothing here! Can I go outside for a walk?"
Lu Xiaochan wanted to touch it with her own hands, what Tailing Pavilion looked like.
"Xiaochan, you promised me you would follow me."
"Remember." Lu Xiaochan turned around.
"What if the place I want to take you to is a place with nothing?"
Shu Wuxi's voice still had no fluctuation, but it sounded lighter than usual, as if he was worried that something would break.
Lu Xiaochan became happy.
"Hahaha, you might as well say you want to take me to the realm of the Unintentional! Five colors, tasteless, lifeless, and deathless!"
With a crash, the teapot in front of Shu Wuzai tipped over, and the hot tea flowed all over the table, dripping on Shu Wuzai's body, but he remained motionless, looking in the direction of Lu Xiaochan.
When Lu Xiaochan heard this, he knew something was wrong. He stretched out his hand and came to the table to touch randomly.
"Are you okay? Did you get burned?" Lu Xiaochan knew that Shu Wuxi's teacup had fallen, and he was extremely worried.
Seeing that Lu Xiaochan was about to touch the steaming water, Shu Wuzai lifted the teapot. The hot water instantly turned into steam, curled up and returned to the teapot.
"I'm fine."
"Ah, oh!" Lu Xiaochan sat down cross-legged.
"Do you care if I get burned?"
Shu Wuxi turned his face sideways, approached Lu Xiaochan, and stopped when the tip of his nose was about to touch him.
Lu Xiaochan's eyelashes are very long and dense. He has the heroic spirit of a young man who is ignorant of the world, but every time he blinks his eyes, it makes people feel soft.
"Why don't you care? Being burned hurts!"
Lu Xiaochan thought to herself, how heartless Shu Wuxi thought of him!
"It's me who's burned, not you who's in pain. Why do you care?" Shu Wuzai looked into Lu Xiaochan's eyes and asked.
"I feel bad!" Lu Xiaochan covered her heart, "It will hurt like being picked up and torn apart!"
"So this is just heartache."
Shu Wuzai said softly.
Lu Xiaochan especially didn't like it when he spoke softly, because she would be blocked as well. She wanted to comfort him, but she had an uncontrollable desire to touch him.
But I can't touch him.
"I'll take you out for a walk." Shu Wujie stood up, gently pulled Suo Xianling, and took Lu Xiaochan out.
Lu Xiaochan discovered that in Tailing Pavilion, the spaces overlap.
For example, at this moment, they opened the door and stepped on the ground. Under Lu Xiaochan's feet was a road with undulating rocks, which was different from the smooth mirror-like feeling when he first stepped into Tailing Pavilion.
"Where is this?"
"The place where Kunwu planted the immortal plant. Here, a branch of the immortal tree 'Fengtian' was transplanted."
"Really? I heard that the agar ointment made from the juice of 'Fengtian' can help cultivators get twice the result with half the effort, and it can also get rid of all kinds of diseases and strengthen the body.
If so, can I have some? "Lu Xiaochan gestured with her fingers.
"You won't like it. It tastes like wax to you."
"Isn't it possible? It's just the same thing? I've never eaten it, so it doesn't necessarily mean I don't like it."
Lu Xiaochan thought to herself, even if it tastes like nothing, it's still a good thing! You can’t waste your natural resources!
"It doesn't matter. Since you want to eat now, just eat more."
So that night, Lu Xiaochan ate osmanthus sugar dipped in agar paste.
Just when he was sitting cross-legged in front of the comfortable little table and putting the last mouthful of agar into his mouth, he heard the door being pushed open with a crash, and Kunwu rushed in angrily.
"Shu Wuqi—you are going too far! In order to keep that Fengtian plant alive, I watered it with my spiritual energy every day! Now that it has finally grown so tall, you actually uprooted it for me!"
Lu Xiaochan choked on the mouthful of agar.
It turns out that fairy grass is so precious!
At that time, Shu Wuxi pulled it out as soon as he said it, and threw it directly to other medicine cultivators, saying that it would be delivered during dinner. Lu Xiaochan thought that rare and exotic grasses could be seen everywhere in Tailing Pavilion like wild flowers on the roadside... It turned out... It turned out that it was not. so!
"Xiaochan wants to eat." Shu Wugai replied.
Completely indifferent and natural.
"Xiaochan... Xiaochan..." Kunwu lowered his head and looked at Lu Xiaochan, swallowing his saliva, obviously unwilling but having to laugh with him, "It turns out... Xiaochan wants to eat! You can tell me Ah, I'll do it myself, at least the grass won't be gone even by the roots, right?"
Lu Xiaochan picked her chin, how could this Kunwu change his face faster than he could turn the pages of a book
"How about it, Xiaochan, is this agar paste delicious?" Kunwu asked with a smile.
Although Lu Xiaochan couldn't see Kun Wu's expression, she felt that he must be in pain at this moment.
The author has something to say: Lu Xiaochan: So you actually used the Seamless Sword that guards Wuwu Sword Sea for fun
Shu Wuxiao: Isn’t it possible
Lu Xiaochan: What you are doing is simply... the work of a foolish king!
Shu Wuxiao: As long as you like it.
Lu Xiaochan: I don’t like Hunjun!
Shu Wuxi: I mean you like to sit on my sword.
Lu Xiaochan:…