Lu Xiaochan immediately got off the couch and rushed to the door, but unexpectedly bumped into the table. Fortunately, Shu Wuxi raised his wrist and grabbed Suoxian Ling.
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 things. I have opened your wisdom eyes, and you can see all living things. But you still cannot see things that are not alive... I will think of a way to do it later..."
"No, no, no! It's enough for me to see you! Tables, chairs, and benches don't matter!"
Lu Xiaochan ran out of the door like a gust of wind. His lifelong wish was to be able to see.
There is no way to describe the excitement of this sound.
He just saw Shu Wuxi. Even if it was just an image outlined by spiritual energy, Lu Xiaochan felt that he would be willing to die at this moment.
The entire Tailing Pavilion was filled with his shouts of joy.
"You old liar! I can see! I can see!"
When the door of the quiet room closed, Shu Wuxi, who was sitting beside the couch, clenched his fingers, the meridians on his forehead tightened, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his hand and was about to use his spiritual energy to extinguish the incense burner on the table, when the door of the quiet room opened and another stream of spiritual energy rushed in, blocking the incense burner.
Kunwu walked in with a gloomy face, took a look at the Tibetan scriptures formed by the smoke curling above the incense burner, and his eyes trembled slightly.
"Are you crazy?" Kunwu's voice squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Why do you say I'm crazy?" Shu Wuxi's expression was still grim.
"You entered the soul with thousands of years of cultivation, and in an instant, you rushed out of your body, dispelled the karmic fire in Xiaochan's Dan Yuan, rushed into his Yuan Shen, and opened his wisdom eyes... If you are not crazy, then what is it? Now the spiritual energy that surged back into your Dan Hai is rampant and overbearing! You are injured by your own spiritual energy!"
Kunwu raised his head and used his spirit to listen to the sky. He felt the lightning and thunder, and the boiling and surging sword intentions.
All the Xuanmen sects saw that Wuyi Sword Sea was crumbling. From the sect leader to the ordinary disciples, everyone was speculating and feeling uneasy.
"What's going on? Could it be that the one in the Unconscious Realm has died?"
"Could it be that Jian Zong Yang Cang has met with a great calamity that defies the heavens?"
"I haven't heard that Yangcang has accepted a disciple! If he dies, the Wuyi Sword Sea will fall!"
For a moment, people were in panic.
Even the disciples in Tailing Pavilion looked up, as if waiting for the end of the world.
The grass and trees fell over, oppressed by an invisible force and about to break.
The strong wind continued, causing huge waves.
Above the sky of Nanlijing, Miaochen Yuanjun of the Sword Sect looked up and saw a group of pure white clothes fluttering in the wind like a silver wave.
Ye Linshuang, the sword master of her school, said, "Master, Wuyi Sword Sea is crumbling. Could it be that Yangcang Ji is annihilated? All the sects are very worried and have sent letters to our Nanlijingtian via bluebirds."
Miaochen Yuanjun said calmly: "It's strange to see something new. If it was Yangcang Jimie, Wuyi Jianhai would have fallen straight into the blue sky."
"That means Yangcang was injured, or the spiritual energy in his body was in chaos."
"I will lend him a helping hand to calm the sea of unintentional swords and allow his spiritual energy to return to its source as soon as possible."
After saying that, Miaochen Yuanjun unsheathed his sword, and the rosy glow turned into a fiery cloud, pouring into the unintentional sea of swords, and the myriad sword intentions gradually calmed down.
The gloomy sky brightened again.
“Fortunately, Miaochen Yuanjun of Nanlijingtian intervened!” Kunwu gritted his teeth and said, “You are now injured by your own cultivation. If you can’t withstand the Wuyi Sword Sea, it will be a disaster for all people!”
Shu Wuxi closed his eyes, his breathing gradually slowed down, and he replied calmly: "I said, if Xiaochan can't see the so-called 'people', then what's the point of having people?"
Kunwu pressed his head hard, feeling more and more that sending his junior brother to the realm of nothingness was the biggest mistake he had ever made.
Shu Wuxi glanced at Kunwu and said, "You said that if I could cure his eyes, you would let me take him away."
Kunwu was speechless.
In fact, he had seen the method of opening the wisdom eye a long time ago, and he knew that if Shu Wuxi saw it, he would do everything he could to open Xiao Chan's wisdom eye, so he quietly destroyed the medical book.
No matter how precious the eyes of the little cicada are, how can they compare to the eyes of all people in the world
But he never expected that Shu Wuxi restored the medical book and forcibly opened Lu Xiaochan's eyes.
Thousands of years of cultivation, if you are not careful one day, will become a sharp blade that will stab you.
"I will help you calm the spiritual energy rushing around in your body and bring it back to your Danhai."
Kunwu knew that even if this thousand-year-old spiritual energy could be restored, it would still be damaged. He hoped to ensure that Shu Wuxi's inner elixir was safe.
When Lu Xiaochan came out of the quiet room, she realized that everything around her had changed.
There is spiritual light flowing everywhere, outlining various lines.
The light green spiritual light twists and turns, climbing from the ground all the way up to the sky. It is the spiritual vine "Qianli Chanjuan" that guards the medicine cabinet of Tailing Pavilion.
The pharmacists who were organizing the medicine cabinets also had spiritual light around them, some more obvious, some dimmer, forming moving human figures.
There were also various kinds of fairy plants and exotic herbs. Lu Xiaochan couldn't help but stop. He could see the thin spiritual lines forming leaf veins and branches, and even their slow growth.
Everything seemed so new to Lu Xiaochan. Things that he had imagined countless times before suddenly came into being.
He carefully touched the tip of the magical herb's leaves, couldn't help laughing, and for a moment he even forgot about looking for Kunwu.
He touched almost all the magical herbs he could see.
"You little rascal! You're trying to pull out my magic grass again!"
Kunwu's scolding voice rang out.
When Lu Xiaochan turned around, she saw the figure formed by Kunwu's spiritual light.
With clear eyebrows and bright eyes, Lu Xiaochan imagined that Kunwu should be a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but unexpectedly he was actually a handsome young man.
Tilting her head, Lu Xiaochan couldn't help but sigh: "Oh! It turns out you are also quite pretty."
"Nonsense! Don't you even think about my cultivation?" Kunwu was about to rub Lu Xiaochan's head, but when he thought of Shu Wuxi, he stopped.
"No matter how high your cultivation level is, you still can't cure my eyes!"
Kunwu was choked.
This is his junior brother. He suffered so much because of his decision. How could he be reluctant to give up a thousand years of cultivation in exchange for his wisdom
It's just that in order to reshape Lu Xiaochan's body, Kunwu had already consumed five hundred years of spiritual energy. Even if he wanted to enlighten Lu Xiaochan's wisdom, he couldn't break into Xiaochan's Danyuan Banishing Fire.
"Okay, okay! You can see it now, you are proud now! Come to my quiet room, let me see if there is anything wrong with you."
"Okay! Show it to me right away."
Lu Xiaochan followed Kunwu and walked past countless medicine cabinets, but was attracted by a ray of light.
At the root of the spiritual vine "Qianli Chanjuan", there is something wrapped up. Even though its spiritual light is wrapped by layers of "Qianli Chanjuan", it cannot be blocked. It is like broken diamonds on the sea, swaying and rising.
Lu Xiaochan grabbed Kunwu's sleeve and couldn't help asking, "What's in there?"
"That? In ancient times, there was a spirit beast named Chang Yan, who always accompanied the first Sword Sect of Wuyi Realm. At the end of the prehistoric era, which was the first war between immortals and demons, Chang Yan died to protect Sword Sect. Sword Sect made Chang Yan's spine into a fairy sword to guard Wuyi Realm. The rib of the spirit beast Chang Yan closest to the heart was sent to Tailing Pavilion and protected by a spirit vine."
"No wonder... its aura is so beautiful..." Lu Xiaochan sighed softly, unable to take his eyes away for a long time, "Why did the first sword master of Wuyijingtian leave the rib closest to the heart to Tailing Pavilion?"
"Because our founder of Tai Ling Pavilion, Master Ling Yuan, is the only concern of the Sword Sect. It is precisely because of this concern that the Sword Sect has never broken through the 'big trend' in its life. Back then, the evil spirit Hun Chaos took advantage of the critical moment when the founder Master Ling Yuan was at the ninth level of the big trend and entered the body of the founder, shattering the founder's Dan Yuan. After suppressing the evil spirit and sealing it in Dongxu, the Sword Sect of Wuyijingtian destroyed its own Dan Yuan and died with the founder."
Lu Xiaochan's heart trembled and tears fell unconsciously.
"The Sword Sect's ten thousand years of cultivation turned into the Unconscious Sword Sea, hovering above the Unconscious Realm Heaven. After that, every Sword Sect in the Unconscious Realm Heaven must do its best to support the Unconscious Sword Sea, otherwise the Sword Sea will fall and all life will be lost."
Kunwu sighed.
Lu Xiaochan stared at Chang Yan's ribs for a long time without turning around.
Kunwu lowered his head, looked at Lu Xiaochan's focused expression, and said, "Xiaochan, are you really willing to follow Shu Wuxi?"
"Why not?" Lu Xiaochan tilted her head.
"He is a boring person who is not good at speaking. You may stay with him because you are grateful to him, but after a long time, you will find him boring and dull, and try your best to leave."
Lu Xiaochan took a breath and exhaled longly.
"But if I'm not by his side, everything I see has no meaning."
Kunwu lowered his head and let out a long sigh.
"Maybe it's good this way. His wish has come true, and with you by his side, his obsession won't die, but it won't grow either."
Kunwu checked Lu Xiaochan's eyes and reminded him that he must never stop practicing to empathize with all things every day.
When Kunwu sent Lu Xiaochan back to Shu Wuxi's quiet room, he breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as she opened the door, Lu Xiaochan saw Shu Wuxi sitting at the table with his eyes closed.
Although Lu Xiaochan had a lot to say and was filled with joy, he could not bear to disturb Shu Wuxi, so he propped up his chin, sat opposite him and looked at him with his eyes open.
Shu Wuxi entered into a state of meditation for three days and three nights.
Lu Xiaochan just sat there, not eating or drinking, not feeling hungry, just looking at him.
In the past, Lu Xiaochan was very active. Except for sleeping and basking in the sun, he could not sit still at other times, as if he had scabies.
But now, Lu Xiaochan didn't want to move at all. Every moment he looked at Shu Wuxi made him feel full in his heart, as if Shu Wuxi at this moment was more handsome than the previous moment.
He looked at his eyes that were outlined by his spiritual aura, his nose, every inch of his hair, the rise and fall of his chest with every breath, and Lu Xiaochan found that he was only becoming more and more greedy.
Even when Shu Wuxi's hands fell on his knees while he was sitting cross-legged, Lu Xiaochan's eyes were tracing the shape of his fingers over and over again.
He knew that the reason he couldn't see was to see the real Shu Wuxi.
After an unknown amount of time, Shu Wuxi finally asked, "How long have you been looking at me like this?"
Lu Xiaochan finally came to her senses, pinched her ears, and replied, "I don't know."
"Aren't you tired of staring at me like this?"
Shu Wuxi raised his hand, poured a cup of tea for Lu Xiaochan, gently pushed it in front of him, and tapped the table with his fingers to indicate the location of the cup.
"Not annoying, because you're pretty."
"You've been blind since childhood, so beauty and ugliness in the world mean nothing to you. And yet you say I'm pretty?"
"I know! I am happy no matter how I see you. Aren't you the most beautiful?"
Lu Xiaochan squinted her eyes and smiled.
At that moment, Shu Wushi's lips slowly curved up, an arc that was invisible to outsiders, but it captured Lu Xiaochan's heart, getting tighter and tighter.
Lu Xiaochan hurriedly grabbed the tea on the table and drank it down in one gulp.
"You haven't slept in the past few days. Go to the couch and have a good rest."
"I don't want to. What if I wake up and can't see it?"
Lu Xiaochan was anxious. Why was he sleeping? The most beautiful person in the world was right in front of him, so of course he wanted to watch her for as long as possible!
"You can't ignore it. Believe me." Shu Wuxi's voice was normal, but with a hint of soft coaxing.
"So... then you don't sleep? I've never seen you sleep before."
"I need to practice. You go to sleep first."
Listening to Shu Wuxi's gentle voice, Lu Xiaochan also felt a little sleepy. He believed in Shu Wuxi. Shu Wuxi said he would not be blind, so he definitely would not be blind.
Lu Xiaochan climbed onto the couch, Shu Wuxi pulled up the quilt, covered him with it, and patted his belly gently.
"Starting tomorrow, you must also practice well."
"All right… "
“The stars, the sun, the moon, the breeze, the flowing water, the grass, the mountains and the rivers can all be used as leverage. You have to experience them carefully and find the leverage that best suits you.”
"I just want to experience you every day... or you can lend me your power..."
Lu Xiaochan slowly closed her eyes, her breathing lengthened little by little, and the air was filled with the light scent of Shu Wuxi. Lu Xiaochan felt extremely at ease and fell asleep.
"If you want to use me as a leverage, then why not?"
Shu Wuxi looked at him, clenched his fingers, 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 escaped as his lips opened and closed, and the tip of his small tongue was faintly visible.
"I just want to experience you every day." These words, which seemed like a joke, were deliberately kept and echoed in the quiet room over and over again.
Shu Wuxi's lips were getting closer and closer to him. He turned his head away and held back, but he saw Lu Xiaochan's fingers grabbing the quilt. Shu Wuxi's nails dug into his palm, bleeding, veins popped out, and even his forehead turned red.
He gritted his teeth, even suppressed his heartbeat and breathing, but still couldn't suppress the madness deep in his heart.
I really want to vent, even a little bit.
His lips touched Lu Xiaochan's fingernails. Xiaochan's warmth made him feel like dry land, making him even thirstier.
He couldn't bear it any longer and just as he raised his hand to lift the quilt, Lu Xiaochan suddenly screamed.
"ah-"
A certain heat was transmitted from the fingertips, suddenly burning in Lu Xiaochan's heart, burning from the blood into the bone marrow, and the pain was so severe that the body seemed to turn into ashes in an instant!
Shu Wuxi opened his eyes wide, and in an instant the quilt covering Lu Xiaochan disappeared.
Lu Xiaochan's skin turned red, he curled up, his bones were about to break, and his blood was about to leave his body!
Lu Xiaochan had never experienced such pain before. He was so shattered that he just wanted to die immediately and escape from the sea of suffering.
His hand stretched out towards Shu Wuxian, but he couldn't utter a word. His throat was burning and his lungs were torn.
Brother Wu Xi... save me...
Tears fell from Shu Wushi's eyes, fear was overwhelming in his eyes. He wanted to grab him and hug him tightly, but it only made him more painful.
“Xiao Chan… Xiao Chan…” He stretched out his hand but could not touch him anymore.
What was burning was Lu Xiaochan's body, and what was being tortured was Shu Wuxi's eyes and heart.
"Shu Wuxi, what did you do!"
Kunwu rushed in, grabbed the small bottle on the table, poured out all the pills inside, pinched Lu Xiaochan's lips open, took out the "Tailing Zhenyuan" that he had placed beside the pillow and poured it directly into Lu Xiaochan's throat.
The burning feeling in my bones finally eased.
Lu Xiaochan breathed hard, he was exhausted and fell asleep.
Kunwu took off his coat and covered Lu Xiaochan, whose clothes were burned. Even though he was asleep, he was still shivering.
"Shu Wuxi!"
Kunwu turned around and grabbed Shu Wuxian's collar, but found that there was unspeakable despair in his eyes.
It was an abyss, there was no cold water, no whistling wind, there was nothing at all, so it was extremely hopeless.
"I just... touched his finger..."
Kunwu shook him off: "His fingers? Ten fingers are connected to the heart! The chaotic fire in his body comes from your desire. If you touch him, you will burn yourself! Unless one day, you no longer have desire for him in your heart, otherwise the fire of karma will be 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, his eyes changed from calm to crazy in just a thought.
Kunwu always thought that he had known Shu Wuxi for nearly two thousand years and should be the person who knew him best in the world.
But when Shu Wuxi looked at him sideways and squeezed out these words from between his teeth, Kunwu realized that he didn't understand him at all.
Shu Wuxi, who was nothing in himself, was just a perfect model molded by successive sword masters according to their ideas and thoughts, just like molding mud.
But Shu Wuxi, who cares about Lu Xiaochan, is the real Shu Wuxi... His heart is perfect, but in the past he did not take his thousand years of cultivation and all living things in his heart, so everyone thought he had no desires.
All of Shu Wuxi's "whys" and "whys" are questions to the people of the world and to himself.
"Shu Wuxi... This is why I didn't tell you where he was in the first place. Because you couldn't bear to see him from afar, you couldn't bear him existing in this world but you couldn't touch him, and even more so... He was never yours! He belongs to you, no matter if it was Li Che in the past or Lu Xiaochan now!"
Shu Wuxi turned his head to the side, and there was a madness in his eyes that made Kunwu shudder.
"If you had been drifting in the vast ocean for a thousand years and finally saw land from afar, could you resist not going ashore?" Shu Wuxi asked Kunwu.
The author has something to say: Some people were worried that Panggua would be too cruel. To be honest, this chapter is probably the most cruel part of the whole article.
In this chapter, after Xiao Chan was burned by the karmic fire, Shu Wuxi had to find a way to solve this problem.
Shu Wuxi: Are you afraid of me
Lu Xiaochan: I am not afraid. Among the countless creatures in the world, only I burn for you. Among the countless colors in the world, only you live for me.
Fat Melon: Xiao Chan is so sweet. Even though she was burned by Brother Wuxi, she still wants to snuggle into his arms.
Regarding Shu Wuxu's cultivation, 1,300 years ago he had 2,300 years of cultivation, so a total of 3,600 years of cultivation. In order to seize Xiao Chan's Dan Yuan, he lost 600 years, and still had 3,000 years. This time, he rushed into Xiao Chan's Yuan Shen with a thousand years of cultivation, not because he gave his cultivation to Xiao Chan, but because he had so many years of cultivation to be able to rush in. It's just that he couldn't take it all back. Even if he gave it 20% off, there are still more than 2,000 years left, so don't worry, babies!