He had a face that made everything pale in comparison, but at this moment, he looked like he would wither and die at any moment.
Kunwu opened his mouth and said, "There are countless lives in the world, but you never took them to heart. But throughout your life, you have only been obsessed with Lu Xiaochan. It seems that Xiaochan has not cured your obsession at all..."
Shu Wuxi's gaze fell on Lu Xiaochan.
"He cured my obsession, but planted a delusion in me. Back and forth, gain and loss, this is the law of cause and effect in the world."
Lu Xiaochan's eyelashes trembled, and she called out hoarsely, "Water..."
Kunwu quickly turned around, poured a cup of tea and brought it to Lu Xiaochan's lips.
Lu Xiaochan gulped down the entire pot of tea.
He turned his head and listened hard.
"Brother Wuxi, are you still there?" The first thing Lu Xiaochan did after opening her eyes was to look in the direction of Shu Wuxi.
This was the first time when he opened his eyes that Shu Wuxi was not sitting beside his couch.
At this distance, it is obvious that she can reach it with just a stretch of her hand, but Lu Xiaochan feels as if there are thousands of mountains and rivers and the vast universe between them.
"Why didn't you speak? Why didn't you come over? It hurt so much just now! It felt like I was burning!" Lu Xiaochan deliberately spoke to Shu Wuxi in a pitiful, aggrieved and expectant voice.
He knew that Shu Wuxi looked cold, but he was not only soft-hearted towards him, but also responsive to his every request.
He watched Shu Wuxi's shoulders lean forward slightly, as if he was about to stand up and walk towards him.
The pain in Lu Xiaochan's body disappeared, and she was filled with joy at the thought of smelling Shu Wuxi's scent, but Shu Wuxi clenched his fingers tightly and did not move.
My heart suddenly felt empty.
"…Brother Wuxi?"
What’s wrong with you
Why don't you come to me
Kunwu immediately looked at Shu Wuxi and said in a cold voice: "It is meaningless for you to hide the things you want to hide. You are afraid that he will remember the pain of being burned by the fire of karma and leave you, but he has truly experienced it now!"
"Karma fire... What karma fire?" Lu Xiaochan frowned.
He knew that Shu Wuxi and Kunwu had been hiding it from him.
Shu Wuxi looked at Kunwu and said, "Go out. I will talk to him."
Kunwu hesitated, "I want to stay here and watch over him."
After a long while, Shu Wuxi finally spoke: "The Karma Fire is what I asked you to burn just now."
Lu Xiaochan suddenly remembered the heart-wrenching pain just now. Fear came over him and he immediately shrank into the corner, not daring to even breathe, as if he would be burned again if he exhaled.
Shu Wuxi looked at him and his voice turned cold: "It's not the fire of karma that's burning you, it's me. That's why I won't let you touch me. I'm the fuse that's burning the fire of karma."
Lu Xiaochan curled up there. He only knew that the pain made him wish he had never come into this world.
"Are you afraid of me?" Shu Wuxi asked.
There was a sense of despair in his cold voice that something was about to end.
It seemed that Lu Xiaochan's answer could defeat him.
Kunwu knew, he understood the answer, but he still wanted to ask.
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Lu Xiaochan raised her face.
"I'm afraid they'll burn to death because of me. Burning by karmic fire is the worst punishment in the world, and even immortals and saints can't endure it."
Shu Wuxi's voice became colder and colder.
It was the first time that Lu Xiaochan heard Shu Wuxi speak to him in such a tone.
A sense of fear surged into his heart and spread through his bones.
Kunwu looked at Shu Wuxi and could not see any spiritual energy in him. He was like a withered spring or a dead plant, and he just wanted to die.
Kunwu's heart sank, and he had a horrible thought: if Lu Xiaochan said she was afraid of him, he would destroy his own Dan Yuan and turn into ashes.
This is the only way that allows Shu Wuxi to clear Lu Xiaochan's karma without suppressing his own desires.
But if Shu Wuxi died, who would control that sea of unintentional swords
To Shu Wuxi, all the people in the world are as meaningless as dust.
Kunwu looked at Lu Xiaochan, fearing that he would express his fear. If the sea of swords collapsed accidentally, how many lives would be able to survive
Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi in front of her, as if as long as she looked at him hard enough, she could retain the spiritual energy around him.
"I... have already said it... I don't care whether I can see the clouds flowing thousands of miles, nor do I care about the poetry and wine years, I just want to be able to see you forever..."
I hope you will never leave me.
Lu Xiaochan's tears fell and he kept wiping his face.
He has no father or mother, and no one cares about his life or death. In the world, he is just as insignificant as dust, but in Shu Wuxi's heart, he must be very important.
Kunwu was stunned.
At that moment, Shu Wuxi's already dim spiritual light overflowed, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, heading towards the scorching sun.
He came in front of Lu Xiaochan and looked at him with his eyes, like a spark in the dark shadows, a persistence that could not be extinguished.
"Xiaochan, just stay here! I'm going to be away for a while to get something and I'll be back soon."
"Where are you going!" Lu Xiaochan reached out to grab him, but Shu Wuxi turned his head away.
"I won't abandon you. When I come back, you'll be able to touch me."
Kunwu was extremely surprised.
Is there any way to eliminate the karmic fire? Is Shu Wuxi going to leave Xiao Chan
"Are you lying to me?" Lu Xiaochan's heart sank. This was the first time Shu Wuxi said he wanted to leave her since she met him.
Shu Wuxi smiled indifferently and raised his wrist. The Suoxian Ling rose up gracefully and rubbed Lu Xiaochan's cheek, as if Shu Wuxi's fingers were wiping away his tears.
"I said I would come back, and I will come back."
Shu Wuxi turned around and left.
Lu Xiaochan felt a sense of emptiness in her heart. She kept pulling the Locking Fairy Silk tightly, but apart from the tinkling sound, she couldn't pull Shu Wuxi.
"Xiao Chan, I will leave three sword intentions with you to protect you on my behalf. Kunwu, keep an eye on him. I will come back to find him in half a month at the least and a month at the most."
"Where are you going! What are you going to get!"
Kunwu chased after him, but Shu Wuxi's divine power had traveled thousands of miles and he had disappeared without a trace.
He turned around and saw the extinguished incense burner on the table, and immediately lit it. He had to know what the last medical scripture that Shu Wuxi read was.
"Medical Canon of Lingyuan Jun" - Beiming Chapter.
—There is a magical beast in the North Sea, its name is Lie. It sheds its skin every thousand years. It is the coldest thing in the world. If it were a coat attached to its bones, it could block all the evil spirits and karma fire in the world.
Kunwu closed his eyes and hammered the table hard.
Although Lie is a spiritual beast, he has a strange temperament.
Shu Wuxi had just had his Dan Yuan repelled by his own thousand-year-old spiritual energy, and his immortal sword was left in the realm of intentionlessness. If Lie did not give him his peeled skin, he would definitely fight Lie head-on!
What if he is not Lie's opponent
Lu Xiaochan was still pulling at the Suoxian Ling, feeling annoyed.
"Brother! Brother! Please help me call him back!"
He had already run to the door, but Kunwu quickly pulled him back.
"Xiao Chan! We can't catch up with him. The Immortal Locking Silk locks up the soul, not the body. So no matter where he goes, he is still connected to you."
Lu Xiaochan paused and sat back on the couch.
Kunwu sighed and sat down in front of him.
"Xiao Chan, don't you want to know... what's going on with the karmic fire in your body?"
"He said that I helped him get through the calamity. This karmic fire is his calamity, right?"
"Yes. He is..."
"You don't have to tell me. What he didn't tell me, he didn't want me to know. What he doesn't want me to know, I won't think about it."
Lu Xiaochan answered very seriously.
Kunwu exhaled and patted Lu Xiaochan on the shoulder: "Then you should stay here and don't run around. Wait for him to come back."
"Um."
Kunwu lowered his head and suddenly felt, "You are not a fish, so how do you know the joy of a fish?"
Even if you can never break through the state of "great trend" because of your worries, as long as your heart is satisfied, where is not bliss
Ever since Shu Wuxi left, Lu Xiaochan would meditate under the thousand-year-old locust tree in Tailing Pavilion every day.
Kunwu was also happy to see him practicing seriously, so he sent a little medicine boy, Qingyao, to accompany Lu Xiaochan.
When Qing Yao has nothing to do, he takes Lu Xiaochan for a walk and takes care of her daily life.
Shu Wuxi's departure did not seem to affect Lu Xiaochan's mood. After practicing every day, Lu Xiaochan would practice some small magic with Qingyao, using grass leaves to fold the shape of crickets, and they had a lot of fun fighting them.
The cricket fight was boring, so Lu Xiaochan used magic vines to make kittens and puppies. They were sharpening their claws and scratching the trees in Kunwu's fairy grass garden. Qingyao chased after the kittens and puppies, trying to catch them.
Lu Xiaochan made up more and more stories, which made Kunwu so angry that he used his spiritual energy to blow away all the kittens and puppies.
"You are so naughty. Believe it or not, Shu Wuxi will come back and slap you on the hand!" Kunwu brought up Shu Wuxi, hoping that Lu Xiaochan would be more obedient.
Lu Xiaochan chuckled: "Do you believe that when my brother Wuxi comes back and finds out that you have killed all my cats and dogs, he will slap you on the hand?"
Kunwu was choked, pointed at Lu Xiaochan and said, "Get lost! You can destroy anything, but don't destroy my fairy grass garden!"
The Fairy Herb Garden was locked up, and Lu Xiaochan could not get in. She became obsessed with folding paper figures and gave them some spiritual energy. The actions and words of these paper figures were very similar to Shu Wuxi, and they accompanied Lu Xiaochan in eating and sleeping.
As soon as he walked into Shu Wuxi's quiet room, he saw Lu Xiaochan lazily lying on the legs of a paper man. There were also paper men combing his hair and putting on his shoes for him. Lu Xiaochan never dared to do anything to Shu Wuxi himself, so he "bullied" these paper men one by one.
Kunwu felt embarrassed when he saw this and wondered if this counted as being too vindictive.
If Shu Wuxi came back, he would not punish Lu Xiaochan, but he would definitely blame him for not taking good care of Lu Xiaochan.
Seven days later, Kunwu, who was refining medicine, received a letter from Zhao Ziqian, the head of Luoshuijian. His wife was about to give birth, but an evil spirit sneaked into Luoshuijian and damaged her true essence. He was afraid that the lives of mother and child were in danger.
Kunwu quickly packed up his things. It was better to ignore this little devil Lu Xiaochan!
He took the elixir, summoned his spirit beast, the rays, and rushed to Luoshui Stream.
After playing with paper figures for a whole day, Lu Xiaochan felt bored.
How can they compare to the real Shu Wuxi
He supported his chin, thinking that he should practice well. With improvement, he would not be able to retreat if any problems arise in the future.
"Qingyao! Qingyao!" Lu Xiaochan called out.
The space in Tailing Pavilion is layered, and Lu Xiaochan is always lost. Every time he goes to practice under the thousand-year-old locust tree, he needs Qingyao to lead the way.
Qingyao pushed open the door and walked in with his head lowered.
"What do you want, uncle?"
Because Lu Xiaochan called Kunwu "Senior Brother", and Qingyao was Kunwu's disciple, he naturally called Lu Xiaochan "Uncle Master".
Lu Xiaochan sat cross-legged on the couch, propped up her chin, looked at Qing Yao, tapped her knees with her fingertips several times, then said with a smile: "Let's go! Let's go practice!"
"Yes, Uncle Master."
Lu Xiaochan followed Qing Yao out.
Qingyao walked in front, and Lu Xiaochan followed behind him. While he was not paying attention, she suddenly turned into another space.
This space happens to be a medicine storage pavilion, and countless medical practitioners and medicine boys are sorting out elixirs.
Lu Xiaochan could see the spiritual energy in everyone, so he rushed to the medical practitioner with the most spiritual energy.
The name of this medical practitioner seems to be Ziqiao, and he is a disciple of Kunwu.
Ziqiao was about to salute: "Uncle Master..."
"Why do we need this empty ceremony? I'm telling you, Qing Yao is possessed by an evil spirit! I saw that the aura around him is all dark! It's completely different from a few days ago!"
As soon as Lu Xiaochan finished speaking, Qing Yao walked in and said respectfully, "Uncle Master, is it because I am walking too fast that you can't keep up?"
Lu Xiaochan stepped back. He had noticed the black energy on Qingyao in the room just now, but Lu Xiaochan was the only one in the room at that time. No one had taught him how to get rid of evil spirits, so Lu Xiaochan didn't dare to expose it rashly.
Qing Yao did not take action directly in the quiet room, probably because he wanted to take Lu Xiaochan somewhere. Lu Xiaochan suppressed his anxiety and found the right opportunity to go to a place where there were many medical practitioners, thinking that there is strength in numbers.
At this time, the black air had surrounded him, and not even a trace of his original spiritual energy could be seen.
Ziqiao, who was beside Lu Xiaochan, lowered his head and whispered, "Master, you worry too much. This is Tailing Pavilion, evil spirits and demons cannot enter."
Qing Yao smiled slightly.
"Uncle Master, is it because playing with paper figures is boring? Do you want all the brothers to play games with you?"
The cats and dogs that Lu Xiaochan let out have been making a lot of mischief these days. When Qing Yao said this, the disciples in the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion all thought that Lu Xiaochan was playing around again.
"I'm not kidding! He's been possessed by an evil spirit! How come you can't see that?"
Lu Xiaochan was extremely anxious, but Ziqiao held the back of Lu Xiaochan's hand and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, if you want to play games, we will accompany you after we are done."
Ziqiao tightened his fingers, and Lu Xiaochan immediately understood and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait here for you to finish your work and play with me!"
Qing Yao stepped forward quickly: "Brother Ziqiao, Master told me before he left that I should practice well."
Ziqiao turned around calmly and slowly opened a medicine box: "There is no rush to practice..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ziqiao pushed Lu Xiaochan into the medicine box. He only heard Ziqiao shouting: "Master, hurry up! Go to Master's quiet room!"
Lu Xiaochan fell and landed into another space.
He wanted to cry but had no tears. He had no idea where he was! How could he find Kunwu's quiet room
At this time, all the medical practitioners in the medicine pavilion turned around and looked in the direction of Qing Yao.
Ziqiao glared angrily, "How dare you, evil spirit, trespass into Tailing Pavilion! You are simply..."
Before he finished speaking, Qing Yao's lips curled up and a wicked smile flashed across his face: "You are simply asking for death? How come these clichés are still not new after thousands of years?"
"Force it to leave Qing Yao's body!"
At Ziqiao's command, more than a dozen medical practitioners formed a formation, several spiritual lights connected together, the wind swirled and surged like a blade, and a great evil-repelling spell gathered from all directions, instantly locking Qingyao in it.
Qingyao laughed out loud while lying on his back.
"Kunwu's disciples are becoming increasingly useless! With so many people, they created such a fragile curse!"
Suddenly, the black evil energy in Qing Yao's body extended out like a black wave, destroying the anti-evil spell formed by a dozen people.
Ziqiao and other disciples held on tightly and chanted the spell again, but before their spell could be connected, a black evil energy as thick as ink transformed into a huge black sickle that flashed by, breaking the spell and injuring all the disciples.
Ziqiao spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Can't let it go—"
But Qingyao flew to the medicine box and jumped down. Ziqiao shouted in surprise: "Uncle Master—"
The other disciples were all seriously injured, and some even fainted.
Ziqiao gritted his teeth and released the last bit of his spiritual energy, which turned into a blue bird, broke through the Qingxu roof and rushed towards the medicine pavilion, then turned into thousands of tiny spiritual feathers and scattered in all directions.
"Brother..." Another disciple crawled towards Ziqiao, "Master has gone far away... Even if you send out a signal... no one can come to save us..."
Ziqiao closed his eyes tightly: "Before Master left... I heard him say... that the spirit beast of the Qianqiu Palace Master was lost, and he will enter our Tailing Pavilion to search for it in the next few days... This evil spirit has absorbed evil desires for at least a thousand years, and our disciples in the pavilion cannot deal with it..."
"But even if the Qianqiu Palace Master is nearby... He has always been at odds with the various sects of the Immortal Sect, so I'm afraid he won't care about our affairs..."
"In this case, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate..."
At this time, Lu Xiaochan was running in an unknown space, but no matter how he ran, it was like he was in a maze with layers upon layers. He could not find a way out, let alone find Kunwu's quiet room.
Qing Yao's voice came, sometimes far away and sometimes near, startling Lu Xiaochan so much that she fell down.
"Uncle Master, where are you? Are you playing hide-and-seek with your disciple?"
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Unhappy! I thought many babies would cry! But none
Xiaochan, you were burned in vain, and few people feel sorry for you~