"The bone-attacking cloak is almost melted." Shu Wuxi said.
"ah?"
"Then... I won't be able to hold you."
Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi and it took her a while to realize that Shu Wuxi was talking about the bone-attaching garment he brought back from Beiming.
"It's not melted, is it? It's not melted, is it?" Lu Xiaochan immediately put aside the anger and grievance she had just felt!
If the tunic melts, we won't be able to hold hands, we won't be able to lie on Shu Wuxi's back casually, and we won't be able to ride Lu Shu together!
Don't even think about giving a kiss or anything like that!
He reached for Shu Wuxi's hand, grasped his fingers tightly, and embedded his fingers tightly between Shu Wuxi's fingers.
After a while, Lu Xiaochan tilted his head to feel it, then let out a long breath.
He patted his chest and said, "Luckily it didn't get burned! It's okay! It didn't melt!"
Shu Wuxi lowered his head and watched Lu Xiaochan's expression change from nervousness to relief. He touched his head and pressed him back into his arms.
"Scared me… "
Listening to Shu Wuxi's heartbeat, and seeing that he treated her the same as before and was not angry and would not abandon her and disappear, Lu Xiaochan finally felt relieved.
I won’t dare to speak nonsense anymore!
I just said that nonsense... No, if I just kissed her, the tunicate would melt away
"It's windy, let's go back."
Shu Wuxi lowered his head and saw that Lu Xiaochan was not wearing shoes. He frowned slightly, picked him up with one hand, and went back into the house.
Shu Wuxi took a handkerchief and wiped his feet.
Lu Xiaochan had a lot of questions: "Why did the bone-fed cloak melt? Doesn't the Tailing Pavilion's medical classics say that the bone-fed cloak is made from the shed skin of the Beiming spirit beast Lie? Can it block the karmic fire?"
"It's my fault." Shu Wuxi put Lu Xiaochan's feet into the quilt.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I... just thought about something I shouldn't have thought about." Shu Wuxi pulled up the quilt and covered Lu Xiaochan's shoulders.
"What did you think of?"
Shu Wuxi raised his hand and touched Lu Xiaochan's forehead. A stream of true energy gently flowed from there into Lu Xiaochan's Danhai. Lu Xiaochan yawned and fell into a deep sleep.
While half asleep, something soft touched my cheek.
The next morning, Lu Xiaochan did not wake up. When Shu Wuxi carried him to Lu Shu, he was still snoring.
It was not until Lu Shu flew above the flowing clouds and the sunlight shone directly on him that Lu Xiaochan frowned and opened his eyes.
"Have we... left Pengyuan Mountain?" Lu Xiaochan stretched lazily.
"Um."
"How many days are left until Yechuan?"
"Five days."
Lu Xiaochan stretched lazily. Of course he still remembered the question he asked Shu Wuxi last night. The other party deliberately used his true energy to make him sleep because he didn't want to answer.
Since it was a question that Shu Wuxi didn't want to answer, Lu Xiaochan wouldn't ask it again.
Probably because Lu Xiaochan woke up, Shu Wuxi didn't want him to be bored, so he asked Lu Shu to fly lower so that he could see the mountains, rivers and vast world under the clouds.
Three days later, Lu Xiaochan found that the town was gradually disappearing, and even the trees on the mountains were becoming fewer and fewer, becoming barren and even getting hotter. Even the clouds could not be seen.
"Where are we now?"
Lu Xiaochan, who could only see living creatures, could hardly see any spiritual energy in front of him.
"We have entered Yechuan."
"Yechuan? Why is Yechuan so desolate? It doesn't feel like a place with outstanding people and good fortune at all..."
Is it true that Yehua Yuanzun lives here
"In another day, we will be able to see Chiye Mountain."
"Can you tell me more about Yehua Yuanzun? Since he can be called Yuanzun, has he lived for a long time?"
"Yes. He is the only one among the immortal saints since the Great Primordial Era who has not yet died."
"I remember Kunwu said that he had not been heard from for more than 8,000 years. Maybe he is not the only one who has not yet died, but he has already died?"
Lu Xiaochan was a little worried. How could Yehua Yuanzun, who lived in such a desolate place, be in tune with the heaven and earth
Moreover, if he really was an immortal saint from the Great Ancient Era, with nearly ten thousand years of cultivation, why hasn’t he become a god yet
"Chiye Mountain is also the highest volcano in the world. When it erupts, the temperature is enough to melt all the magic weapons in the world."
"So a volcano was used as the furnace for forging the sword! And it's the highest volcano on earth. The sword-forging process can also absorb the essence of heaven and earth. It's really ingenious!"
"It's just..." Shu Wuxi seemed to be thinking about something.
"Just what?"
"It's just not hot enough."
After walking for another day, the legendary Chiye Mountain was within reach. Lu Xiaochan tilted his ears, but did not hear any sound of the magma stirring underground.
"Here we are."
"What? We're here?"
Lu Shu flew slowly towards the crater of the volcano that seemed to almost support the sky.
At first, Lu Shu was worried that he would get burned if he got too close, but the volcano was very quiet.
Lu Shu's front hooves landed on the crater, gravel fell with a crackling sound, and then Lu Xiaochan heard the sound of splashing water.
"The fire on Chiye Mountain has been extinguished. This is not a good thing." Shu Wuxi said.
Lu Xiaochan also reached out and felt around, but didn't feel any warmth at all.
"I'm afraid this volcano has been dormant for many years. The crater has become a lake."
Lu Xiaochan sighed.
Shu Wuxi closed his eyes and used the "Spirit Identification" technique to look for Yehua Yuanzun.
Lu Xiaochan also followed his example. In the entire Chiye Mountain, apart from the two of them and a spiritual beast Lu Shu, they really could not sense any spiritual energy.
Lu Xiaochan tilted her head back and looked at Shu Wuxi: "That Yehua Tianzun... is he really dead?"
Shu Wuxi didn't say anything, but patted Lu Shu on the back of his neck. Lu Shu continued to fly and circled Chiye Mountain half a circle. They saw a cave halfway up the mountain, and Lu Shu stopped at the entrance of the cave.
The entrance of the cave was pitch black, without a single ray of light.
"This is... What is this place?"
"It should be the quiet residence of Yehua Tianzun."
Shu Wuxi gathered his true energy and said, "Junior Shu Wuxi, begging to see Yehua Tianzun."
His voice was deep and clear, and it continued for a long time after entering the cave. Then a stream of mysterious spiritual energy bounced back, ruffling Shu Wuxi's clothes and hair, and Lu Xiaochan was almost thrown off Lu Shu's back.
At this time, two lines of words appeared at the entrance of the cave.
Out of nothing.
Something comes from nothing.
It was vigorous and majestic, and Lu Xiaochan could see it, which meant it was written by spiritual energy.
“Is this the authentic work of Yehua Tianzun?”
"No. It was carved by the sword master of the first sword forged by Yehua Tianzun. It is so old that there is no ancient immortal book to record which immortal saint wrote it."
"Then... what should we do now?" Lu Xiaochan scratched the back of his head.
He was a little nervous at first, thinking that he was going to meet the immortal saint from the great flood era, but he didn't expect that the immortal saint was nowhere to be seen.
"Since the Immortal Saint left behind a motto that says 'something can be created out of nothing', let's go in and take a look."
Shu Wuxi turned around and stretched out his hand towards Lu Xiaochan.
After all, this is Yuan Zun's cave. Even if Yuan Zun may have already passed away, it would be disrespectful to ride a spirit beast in.
Lu Xiaochan quickly turned over and grabbed Shu Wuxi's hand.
The two of them walked into the bottomless darkness together.
Lu Xiaochan was not afraid of the darkness, but no matter where she was in the past, it was never as silent as here.
It seemed as if even Shu Wuxi and his own breathing and heartbeat had disappeared.
It was so quiet that Lu Xiaochan wondered if she was still alive
"Brother Wuxi?" Lu Xiaochan asked.
But he didn't hear Shu Wuxi's answer for a long time.
He habitually pulled Shu Wuxi's hand, but suddenly realized that he was not holding anything in his hand!
what happened
He immediately shook the Locking Fairy Silk, but there was nothing on his wrist!
Where is Suoxian Ling
Isn’t it said that the Immortal Locking Silk locks up the soul
"Brother Wuxi? Brother Wuxi, where are you?"
Lu Xiaochan didn't dare to walk around randomly. What if Shu Wuxi was right next to him
But he waited for a long time, and Shu Wuxi didn't respond at all.
Lu Xiaochan started to panic, but the fear only lasted for a moment.
He had seen the void in Tailing Pavilion a long time ago, and this hole should be another void.
"Something comes from nothing, something comes from nothing?"
Lu Xiaochan curled his lips. Shu Wuxi had always been by his side before, and he felt dependent on him. He always felt that Shu Wuxi could solve everything for him.
But this time, Yehua Yuanzun probably couldn't stand it anymore and used some tricks.
Lu Xiaochan just took a step to the side, and his body fell down suddenly, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
It was as if I was falling from a great height, and no matter how I struggled, I couldn't grab anything.
He felt dizzy for a while, and when he woke up, he found that he was wearing cotton and linen clothes!
His fingertips moved, and Lu Xiaochan was suddenly surprised to find that her eyes had recovered!
He lay on the ground, looking at the dark brown soil in front of him and the tender sprouts between its cracks. It was all quite wonderful, completely different from the world he saw with his wisdom eyes.
He quickly sat up, looked up at the slowly changing shape of the clouds, looked around, and ran madly.
Look at the mountains, look at the water, look at every flower bloom!
So this is what the world is like!
Lu Xiaochan stretched out his hand, his fingers just under the shadow of the tree, and the sunlight passed through the gaps between the branches and fell into his hand.
"Is this... Daylight?"
Lu Xiaochan wondered if she was crazy
Or are you dreaming
Or maybe... that blind little beggar was the dream
"Shu Wuxi—Shu Wuxi! Shu Wuxi! Where are you!"
Lu Xiaochan shouted loudly, his voice lingering in the mountains and forests. He always thought that as long as he turned around, he would see Shu Wuxi standing behind him. He didn't know how much he wanted to see him with his real eyes.
But... he's not here.
The original joy was extinguished in an instant.
Lu Xiaochan just felt that... this world has so many colors, so many creatures, but she is so lonely.
"Brother Wuxi... where have you been?"
There was a shouting voice from far away, someone was calling his name!
"Lu Xiaochan! Lu Xiaochan, where the hell have you been!"
"Lu Xiaochan! Be careful or I'll beat you to death with my shoe!"
"If you don't answer me again, I'll eat all your candies! You little bastard! Lu Xiaochan!"
Lu Xiaochan's ears moved and she suddenly felt that the voice sounded so familiar.
There were sporadic noises coming from the woods, and when he turned around, he saw another man dressed similarly to him walking out.
She looks to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate features and a smart temperament. She is really good-looking.
Lu Xiaochan just looked at him until he patted her on the head.
"What are you looking at?"
“Look at you!”
"Yoho? When did your mouth become so sweet? You little bastard!"
Wait, why does this annoying tone sound so familiar
Lu Xiaochan squinted at him and asked, "Who are you?"
"What did you say? Did you fall and become stupid? And you still ask me who I am? Do you remember who you are?"
"I'm Lu Xiaochan!"
"Stop messing around! Let's go! Hurry up! If you can't reach Linzhou before dark, you'll just have to sleep in the wilderness!"
Lu Xiaochan's ears were held by the other party, and he could only frown and tiptoe to keep up with the other party.
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Let me go! It hurts so much!"
Lu Xiaochan lowered her head and caught a glimpse of a rattan-made wooden sign around the young man's waist, on which were written two words - Tai Ling.
In an instant, Lu Xiaochan was stunned.
"You... you are Kunwu?"
No wonder the nose and eyes look so familiar! And the tone!
"What Kunwu?" Kunwu said to Lu Xiaochan.
"Aren't you Kunwu, the medical patriarch of Tailing Pavilion?"
"Me? You want to die!" Kunwu patted his head again, "Master is still alive! Why would I want to be a medical master! Master loves you so much! You can do whatever you want. You can't practice if you don't want to! How dare you imply that Master is gone?"
"When did I hint that Master was gone?"
"You said I'm the master of medicine? Doesn't that mean my master is gone?"
"I was wrong... I was wrong... Stop hitting me on the head! If you do that, I'll throw my brains in your face!"
Lu Xiaochan wondered what was going on. Kunwu was still so young, and he wasn’t even a medical master…
Kunwu is his fairy name. Doesn’t he have any fairy name now
Lu Xiaochan reached out to touch Kunwu's chest, wanting to see if he had formed a pill, but was slapped down by Kunwu.
"What do you want to get from me? You little liar!"
"You old liar!"
Lu Xiaochan replied to him and was beaten again.
After being hit on the head all the way, Lu Xiaochan followed Kunwu out of the forest and came to a small town.
The town was desolate, with wild graves everywhere. Crows were wandering around, with unusual lights flashing in their eyes, which made Lu Xiaochan very cautious.
"Master... Senior Brother..."
Lu Xiaochan caught up with Kunwu in three or two steps, and Kunwu snorted.
"Are you scared now?"
"Hmm... what's going on?"
"What's going on? There's been a plague in Linzhou recently. As disciples of Tailing Pavilion, we're here on the orders of our master to check on the situation. Treat the patients and prevent the plague from spreading!"
What? I became a disciple of Tailing Pavilion? What's going on
Outside the town, you can see the bodies of many patients being burned. The people being burned have cloth wrapped around their faces and wooden looks in their eyes, and it seems they have become numb to it all.
The town was filled with sickness, and there was a hint of the obscure smell of death in the wind.
There were almost no pedestrians on the road, and the smell of burning relics or herbs was everywhere.
"These herbs are useless." Kunwu sighed.
"Brother... what is the cause of the epidemic?"
"It may be the work of an evil spirit that feeds on illness... But the entire Linzhou is infected with the disease..."
"I'm afraid it's not an ordinary evil spirit, but a demon king?"
"Do you still remember the Demon Lord?"
"Remember. The demon king who feeds on killing thoughts is Lu Li, and the demon king who feeds on obsession is Wang Sha!"
"What about those that feed on illness?" Kunwu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Xiaochan.
"No... I don't remember."
I don’t know how I fell and woke up to become a disciple of Tailing Pavilion, and also your junior brother. How should I know who the demon lord who feeds on illness is!
"Epidemic."
"oh… "
Then he was patted on the head again. Lu Xiaochan really wanted to buy him a watermelon and let him pat it every day.
Kunwu did not reveal their identities to the people in the town, because once people knew they were from Tailing Pavilion, they would flock to the town, which would make it difficult for them to figure out what was going on here.
They came to an inn in the town. The innkeeper and the waiter had no intention of greeting them. They served them two bowls of plain noodles, told them not to come into contact with the patients casually, and let them go into the house to rest.
"Are there any famous Xuanmen swords in Linzhou?" Lu Xiaochan asked while slurping noodles.
Apparently Kunwu was a very picky eater. He looked at the bowl of bland noodles and didn't lift his chopsticks for a long time.
"Linzhou belongs to the Southern Lijing Heaven, and there are no famous sects... Maybe Zhiwu Villa is one..."
"Oh." Lu Xiaochan thought, isn't Zhiwu Villa the sect where Jiang Wuchao belongs
And it is also a famous immortal gate in Nanlijingtian.
"Isn't their leader Ling Nianwu?" Lu Xiaochan said casually, and was hit on the head again.
"Ling Nianwu is the young master of Zhiwu Villa! I heard that he was also infected with the disease! Zhiwu Villa has sent a letter to Tailing Pavilion Blue Bird, so our focus is to save him."
"We don't care about ordinary people? Because he is the young master of the immortal sect, we have to treat him first?"
Seeing that Kunwu was about to hit her head again, Lu Xiaochan immediately hugged her head and escaped the disaster.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Ling Nianwu is a Dan-forming cultivator after all, and he has reached the state of power, but he was also infected with the disease and cannot be cured by himself. This means that the disease is evil!"
"That makes sense, senior brother is very smart!" Lu Xiaochan quickly supported him.
Kunwu snorted, and as soon as Lu Xiaochan put his hand down, Kunwu hit him with chopsticks.
Lu Xiaochan was so angry that she stopped eating her noodles and stuck her head in front of Kunwu: "Beat him! Beat him! Beat him to pieces and put an end to it all!"
Kunwu was stunned for a moment, then he got up and went back to his room in the inn.
Lu Xiaochan was left alone eating noodles.
"If you don't want to eat your noodles, I'll eat them for you!"
Lu Xiaochan had a good appetite and ate two bowls of noodles by herself.
When I returned to the room, I saw Kunwu burning incense, and the incense turned into a blue bird and flew out of the window.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"I am reporting to Master what I saw and heard today. What's wrong with you? Why do you want to ask everything?"
"It's not shameful to ask." Lu Xiaochan replied.
"Ask me? Are you more advanced than me, or are you older than me? Still asking me?" Kunwu pushed the incense burner in front of Lu Xiaochan. "It's your turn. Tell Master what you have seen and heard."
Lu Xiaochan stared at the incense burner in a daze. How did he know how to make the smoke turn into a blue bird to deliver a letter
"I don't know how." Lu Xiaochan pushed the incense burner back.
"Why are you so lazy? I'll teach you again! Watch me carefully!"
Kunwu taught Lu Xiaochan how to condense qi into an incense burner, how to transform smoke into a blue bird, and how to deliver a book. Lu Xiaochan found it novel and learned with great interest.
"Where is the Master now?"
"No intentional realm. Sword Sect's Yangcang just broke through the third level of the great situation realm two days ago."
"Are there so many levels of the great trend realm?"
"Each level is a new heaven. Once you reach the ninth heaven, you can become a god."
At this moment, above the sky in the state of no intention, the medical director of Tailing Pavilion raised his hand, and two blue birds transformed from blue smoke landed on his fingertips.
The Medical Master's finger touched the first blue bird, and the blue bird opened its mouth. It was Kunwu's voice, and he described in detail the epidemic situation in recent days.
The other smaller blue bird was jumping back and forth on the Medical Master's fingertips, without any stability.
Perhaps because it had waited too long, Kunwu's blue bird flew away before it could finish its words, flying farther and farther away until it entered a quiet room.
In the quiet room, a man in a moon-colored gown sat at a desk, holding a scroll in his hand, and the blue bird just landed on his scroll.
The man lifted the letter, and the blue bird flew up, then landed back. When it opened its mouth, the clear voice of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy came out.
"Master! I'm telling you! I didn't see anything along the way, so I have nothing to tell you. Do you want to know why I didn't see anything?"
The man threw the letter and the blue bird away.
Who knew that the blue bird would fly back again, but this time it didn't land on the letter, but directly landed on the man's shoulder, and rubbed its little head against his chin.
The man stopped and turned his expressionless face to look at the little blue bird.
"Master! Because my senior brother has been hitting me on the head the whole time! He made me dizzy and blurry! When I asked him questions, he didn't even answer properly!"
The little bluebird curled up into a ball feeling aggrieved, and stuck to the man's neck.
It has no weight at all, and when it's not speaking, it's as if it doesn't exist.
The man lowered his head and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.
Until the Medical Sect came to the door of the quiet room and bowed: "Sword Sect, I wonder if my disciple's Soul-Condensing Blue Bird accidentally broke into your quiet room?"
The man lowered his eyes and gently touched the bluebird on its neck with his finger. It woke up from its deep sleep and flew away.
The Medical Sect outside the door took back the blue bird and whispered, "The Sword Sect has broken through the third level of the Great Situation. They don't need my care for the time being. I will leave first."
"See you later." The man just nodded slightly, as if everything was just a matter of nature and he didn't take it to heart.
Just on the second night after the Medical Master left, another little blue bird flew into his quiet room and jumped twice on his desk.
"Master - today my disciple and I sneaked into a seriously ill family and saw a child of four or five years old. His parents and grandparents had passed away, but he thought they were still alive, so he had been sleeping in his mother's arms. This disease is contagious, but why didn't he get sick?"