Qing Ya's whole body seemed to be frozen, he still maintained the posture just now, and didn't move for a long time. There are roaring sounds one after another in my ears, under the dim light, in those distant memories, what is hanging in the air, crumbling, precarious, but falling into the abyss in an instant, sending out endless echoes.
There was a vast white mist in front of him, and Yuan Xi's voice kept repeating in his ears.
Master, can you give me a hug...
hug me please...
Yuanxi, Yuanxi... his Yuanxi.
At the moment when Hua Ziran asked that sentence, Qing Ya felt that he had returned to seven years ago, and those pictures that he had buried deep in his memory appeared in front of him very clearly again.
seven years ago...
In the early autumn of that year, after a continuous autumn rain, there was a slight coolness in the air. A gust of cool wind blew by, and the scattered yellow leaves on the trees rustled. Covered with fallen flowers and dead leaves, Yuan Xi was dressed in a white Taoist robe and was dancing under the sycamore tree in front of the court. fell around him.
Qing Ya pushed open the door, and saw Yuan Xi dancing his sword in front of the court at a glance. He stopped in front of the door, looked at that person with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
Qingya is cold by nature and doesn't like contact with outsiders, so there are only two of them, master and apprentice, in this huge Hengwu Peak. Both he and Yuan Xi are concise people, and they don't pay attention to those rules. Even if they don't have those miscellaneous disciples, they don't feel any inconvenience.
"Master." Seeing Qing Ya coming out, Yuan Xi played a beautiful sword flower, retracted the Su Jun sword in his hand, turned his head to face Qing Ya, bowed his hands and saluted to him.
Qing Ya walked over slowly, stopped in front of Yuan Xi, reached out and brushed off a few dead leaves that fell on the top of his hair, looked down and saw that Yuan Xi's face was still slightly red, Qing Ya smiled, and said to Yuan Xi Yuan Xi said: "As a teacher, I'm going to visit Jiujiang Mountain recently. If you feel bored staying alone in Hengwu Peak, you can go to the master's place to stay for a while."
Yuan Xi seemed a little surprised, after all, he had never seen Qing Ya go out in Hengwu Peak since he came here. He blinked and asked, "Will Master not take me there?"
"Let's talk about it in the past." Qing Ya brought Yuan Xi to the stone table on the side. As soon as he sat down, Yuan Xi immediately poured him a cup of tea graciously, and sent the tea to his room with a smile on his face. before.
Qing Ya took the cup Yuan Xi handed over, took a small sip, then put down the tea cup, looked up at Yuan Xi and asked him: "Do you want to go?"
Yuan Xi sat down opposite Qing Ya, and when he heard Qing Ya asked him, he nodded repeatedly, then lay down on the table and looked at Qing Ya eagerly.
Seeing him like this, Qingya just found it funny, the sun was just right at this time, and the shadows of the trees on the stone table were mottled, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Yuanxi's hair, it was nothing important for him to go to Jiujiang Mountain, It's just that when the master left, he told him to go to Jiujiang Mountain in a hundred years, and asked him to find a tomb on Jiujiang Mountain, and bring back the bones in that tomb to be buried with him.
When Qing Ya was young, she also heard about many romantic affairs about the master, but she never knew that there was a person who lived in the heart of the master.
But these are all things in the past, and Qing Ya doesn't need to care about it. What he has to do now is to fulfill his master's last wish and bring back the bones. Qingya tapped the stone table lightly with her index finger, Jiujiang Mountain is located in the southwest boundary, according to the demons, there is still some distance, so it is not a bad idea to take Yuanxi there,
Besides, he was a little worried about leaving Yuanxi alone in Zixiaozong, after all, he still had his junior sister Zhenling in Jueyang Peak!
Thinking of Ye Zhenling...
Qing Ya pulled her face and asked: "A few days ago, what did you go to Jueyang Peak for?"
Yuan Xi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he was talking about going to Jiujiang Mountain just now, but it turned into Jueyang Peak in a blink of an eye, completely unable to understand what his master was thinking about, Yuan Xi could only answer : "I didn't do anything, it was Zhenling who wanted to eat osmanthus cake that day, but Master Qinglian refused to let her go out, so I brought her a copy."
"You treat her very well..." Qing Ya sighed.
Yuan Xi always felt that there was something else in his master's tone, but he couldn't comprehend it for a while. But then, Qing Ya spoke directly to him in one sentence.
Qing Ya asked him: "Are you thinking of becoming a Taoist partner with her in the future?"
Yuan Xi almost jumped up from the stone bench when he heard this, he opened his mouth and retorted: "How is it possible? I just regard her as my younger sister!" In order to prevent his master from telling Uncle Qinglian about it on a whim , he emphasized again seriously: "Master, I really regard Zhenling as my younger sister."
I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Yuan Xi always felt that Qing Ya's complexion improved a lot after he said this.
Qing Ya said: "It would be great for you to treat her as a younger sister, but you should stay away from Zhen Ling in the future, not to mention what your Uncle Qinglian thinks, Zhen Ling is not young anymore, you always treat her like this Well, maybe she will have other thoughts."
"Understood Master." Yuan Xi didn't want to get entangled in this topic any longer, so he reminded him of his master, "Master, we haven't finished talking about Jiujiang Mountain yet."
Qing Ya withdrew his right hand on the table, and said to him: "You can go to Jiujiang Mountain if you want, but you can't run around after you go out, you can only stay by the teacher's side."
Seeing that Qing Ya agreed to take him out together, Yuan Xi laughed immediately, and replied: "Okay, thank you, Master."
Seeing Yuan Xi being so happy, Qing Ya himself smiled softly. With his smile, his entire brows and eyes were stretched out, as if the spring breeze warmed the earth, the ice and snow melted, and everything revived.
Yuan Xi looked at his master in a daze, and murmured: "Master, you look so pretty when you smile, like..."
Yuan Xi didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly he became quiet. He paused for a long time, and finally didn't say what it looked like.
Jiujiang Mountain, Duanchang Cliff.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late to autumn.
Looking down at the Jiujiang Mountain in mid-air through a few strands of white clouds, the red leaves all over the mountain are deep and warm red, as bright as clouds, like clusters of burning flames.
"Go down." Qing Ya stopped the flying sword and said to the people behind him.
Yuan Xi took a light leap and jumped down. As soon as he landed, he complained to Qing Ya: "Master, you should also teach the Sword Control Art, and those juniors and sisters who started many years later than me can also learn it now." Flying all over the sky on a sword, it's fine if you don't teach me yourself, and don't let me learn from the masters."
Qing Ya withdrew her long sword, and only replied lightly to Yuan Xi's complaint: "You are different from them."
Yuan Xi touched the Su Jun sword in his hand, lowered his head, pouted his lips and said in a low voice: "Can there be any difference."
He originally just wanted to complain, and didn't expect Qingya to give him an answer, but he didn't expect Qingya to turn his head to him and reply seriously: "You are my apprentice of Qingya, but they are not."
Yuan Xi was startled when he heard the words, but he couldn't refute Qing Ya's words at all.
But still don't understand why Qingya's apprentice can't learn Yujian Jue.
Qing Ya turned around and walked towards Jiujiang Mountain, before she left, she didn't forget to call Yuan Xi: "Follow closely, don't get lost."
Yuan Xi sighed helplessly behind him: "Master, no matter how you say it, I have reached the middle stage of Golden Core, and I can't lose it."
If Yuan Xi could know the secrets hidden in Qing Ya's heart, he would probably understand why Qing Ya was always so worried about him.
But he didn't know, and Qing Ya didn't dare to let him know.
The tomb is located on the hillside of Jiuchang Mountain, and it was built extremely concealed. A few stones were piled up at the door of the tomb, and the surrounding area was covered with messy weeds. Covered with pink feathery leaves, like clouds and mist, like a dream.
It's just that I don't know who the owner of this tomb is, who can make Qing Ya's master so worried.
Qingya asked Yuanxi to retreat behind him, while he silently recited the formula in front of him, and carefully removed the stones in front of the tomb one by one. Soon after, the entire appearance of the outside of the tomb was revealed in front of Qingya, master and apprentice.
Qing Ya pushed open the door of the tomb, and it was pitch black inside. Qing Ya didn't know whether to let Yuan Xi go in with him, he was afraid that if there was a trap in the tomb, Yuan Xi would be hurt, but he was also worried about leaving Yuan Xi outside alone.
Then she turned to Yuan Xi and asked, "Do you want to come in?"
Yuan Xi walked over, squatted at the door of the tomb, and took a look inside. He saw that it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything. He turned back to Qingya and said, "Of course, I agreed to follow Master's all the time." .”
Why haven't I seen you so obedient on weekdays.
Qing Ya chuckled, took out a fist-sized Ye Mingzhu from the storage bag, and Xian Yuanxi stepped into the tomb.
Yuan Xi followed closely behind Qing Ya. From the outside, the tomb looks very crudely built, but inside it is very magnificently decorated. The funerary objects are piled up from the entrance to the door of the innermost door in the tomb. , I thought this person would choose to be buried in a place like Jiujiang Mountain, probably just an ordinary person. Now it seems that this is not the case. Although the owner of the tomb is not a cultivator, he must have been very noble in his lifetime.
It's just that if this person has a noble status, this trip may not be easy.
Under the faint light of the night pearl, the various paintings on the surrounding walls seemed to come alive, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.
Qing Ya told Yuan Xi who was behind him: "Yuan Xi, you must follow closely and be your teacher."
"En." In the gloomy tomb, Yuan Xi's voice seemed extraordinarily empty.
Now Qingya regretted bringing Yuanxi here, he was not afraid that Yuanxi would drag him down, he was just afraid that he would not be able to protect Yuanxi. I can only blame his master who left early, he didn't tell the whole story when he spoke, at least he had to clarify the identity of his sweetheart.
Standing in front of the last door, Qing Ya didn't move for a while, he turned around and said to Yuan Xi: "Yuan Xi, if you find out that something is wrong later, you can just run outside, don't be a teacher."
The night pearl was glowing with a green light, and the expression on Qing Ya's face was incomparably solemn.
Yuan Xi was a little worried, and called out: "Master?"
Qing Ya didn't explain, but touched his head again, and said, "Be obedient."
"Understood." Yuan Xi nodded.
Qing Ya bent the corner of her mouth, showed Yuan Xi a comforting smile, turned around and slowly pushed open the stone door in front of her, after a long time, seeing nothing unusual around her, Qing Ya breathed a sigh of relief.
Yuan Xi followed closely behind Qing Ya, and looked at the last tomb. The furnishings here were simple, without those messy funerary objects, and a bunch of unknown symbols were drawn on the walls. A stone table was placed in the center with several small pieces of jade on it, and a stone bed was placed on the inside of the tomb.
There seemed to be a person lying on the stone bed, wearing a dark silver dress, because of the light, Yuan Xi couldn't see what that person looked like.
"Master, is it that person that Master wants you to take back?" Yuan Xi lowered his voice and asked Qing Ya.
Qing Ya followed Yuan Xi's line of sight, saw the faint human figure on the stone bed, and nodded: "Probably so."
The air was filled with the smell of damp and rot, and the dim light of the night pearl made the place even more eerie, and the surroundings were silent. Qing Ya walked in front, gradually approaching the stone bed.
When they got closer, they saw that the clothes were empty, leaving only a bony skeleton.
And this dress looks... actually belonged to a man!
Qing Ya didn't know what to do for a while, he had never heard that his master had an affair with any man, if this bone was brought by mistake, his master might jump out of the ground.
Moreover, not everyone wants to be buried with his master after death.
Qing Ya couldn't make up his mind for a while, just as he was hesitating, there was a faint light flickering on his chest, the clothes there moved a few times, and a yellow paper talisman flew out from it, which was given to him by his master before he left Yes, I told him to carry it with me, but never said what the purpose of this thing is.
Now it seems that his master had expected such an incident today, so that's good, since his master has made preparations, Qing Ya can feel relieved slightly.
The paper talisman landed lightly on the chest of the skeleton on the bed, and Qing Ya led Yuan Xi back a little distance, standing quietly watching the changes on the stone bed. Not long after, the talisman on the skeleton's chest lit up twice again, and then an old and hoarse male voice was heard echoing in the entire dark tomb, the male voice said: "Fufeng, I'm here to take you back."
Qing Ya was naturally very familiar with this voice, but he didn't expect that his master was really a man in the end.
But the skeleton on the bed didn't respond at all, it was still sleeping there quietly, the bright yellow light from the paper talisman was reflected on the dense white bones, Yuan Xi felt a chill hit him while watching .
The male voice repeated those words over and over again, but the voice became lower and lower, presumably because the spiritual power in the paper talisman was about to be exhausted.
Fufeng, I'm here to take you back... I'm here to take you back...
I don't know what kind of character this Fufeng is, who can make Master Qingya and other vagabonds never forget it until their death.
When Qing Ya thought that there would be no result in this matter, the skeleton suddenly moved, and then slowly sat up from the bed, and the paper talisman also slipped from his chest, and fell to the ground beside him with a snap.
The paper talisman flickered for the last gleam, then went completely dark, and the phrase "Fufeng, I'm here to take you back" could no longer be heard.
Fufeng on the stone bed tilted his neck, and the bones that had not been moved for a long time were creaking at this moment, which was especially abrupt in this quiet tomb room. He suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Qingya and the two with empty eyes. .
He opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he made a sound: "Did Yu Xiao send you here?" His voice sounded like a boy's, ethereal yet desperate.
And Yu Xiao is the name of Master Qing Ya, Qing Ya nodded and said: "I disturbed the senior."
But Fufeng said: "If you really feel disturbed, you won't come today."
Qing Ya didn't speak, because he really did something wrong in this matter, entering someone's tomb rashly is really an act of an unrighteous person.
Seeing that Qingya didn't speak, Fufeng sneered twice, and there seemed to be a mocking expression on the skeleton, only to hear Fufeng's voice and asked again: "Yuxiao wants to take Gu away? Why does he have?"
Qing Ya paused for a moment, then reluctantly replied: "Master, he... probably admires you."
"He, Mugu? Heh..." As if hearing a very funny joke, Fufeng laughed for a long time, until the skeleton coughed from the laughter, and then Fufeng gradually stopped laughing.
With the faint light of the Ye Mingzhu, Yuan Xi was terrified watching from the side, for fear that Fufeng would accidentally cough up the bones inside.
There was obvious irony in Fufeng's tone, and the skeleton on the bed trembled, only to hear Fufeng say: "Gu betrayed everyone for Yuxiao back then, but how did Yuxiao treat Gu?"
Qing Ya remained silent, it was about a generational grievance, he shouldn't have said too much, he lightly stroked Yuan Xi's back, this is probably the first time this little apprentice has encountered such a thing, so don't be frightened .
Fufeng didn't want Qingya's answer, he continued talking to himself: "He left Gu in a blink of an eye, and continued his happy life, with countless beautiful women and blue faces, I'm afraid he would have forgotten Gu in the end. !Yu Xiao, Yu Xiao, why do you let Gu go back with you now?"
Fu Feng was the only one left in the tomb, rambling on, probably because it was too long, he couldn’t remember many things very clearly, when he talked about it, he mixed up a lot of time, and most of the logical relationships didn’t make sense , but it is easy to understand the whole story.
The story happened two hundred years ago. At that time, Fufeng was still the prince of Chu State. All the officials respected him, his father trusted him, his brothers were respectful, his father was kind and his son was filial. He originally thought that his life should be predestined. One day in the future, the yellow robe will be added to the body, and this life will pass like this, but until one day he meets Yu Xiao.
Although Yuxiao is a cultivator, but when she was young, she was naturally sexual and beautiful. When she first saw Fufeng, she saw that this young man was really beautiful, so she couldn't help but tease her a few words, but his casual teasing turned out to be The knot of Fufeng's life.
He said those words to this female cultivator, and then talked to that goblin, and after saying it countless times, he had already regarded these words as a joke, but he didn't know that the beauty in front of him was a stubborn one, and all his words were Seriously.
In this world, there will eventually be someone who will be your demon, and Yuxiao is Fufeng's demon. He was deposed by his father as the crown prince because of Yuxiao, and was expelled to a remote place.
He left everything for Yuxiao, but in fact he didn't even want Yuxiao anymore, so in the end there was nothing left, he had nothing.
Fufeng died in the spring of Tianqing's eighteenth year. At that time, his twenty-third birthday was just a few days past.
The word love is the most harmful.
The skeleton's mouth opened and closed for more than an hour, and at the end, the voice seemed to sigh: "Forget it, life is like a dream, let all of this return to ashes, ashes to ashes."
After all, the skeleton on the bed fell straight backwards, and the white bones collided with the stone bed, making a heavy thud.
Qing Ya lowered her eyes and looked at the paper talisman on the ground. It seemed that his master's last wish could not be fulfilled. Since Fu Feng had already said such a thing, he definitely didn't want to have anything to do with his master. If Xiao knew what Fufeng was thinking, she would definitely not force him again.
Qing Ya walked over, bent down to pick up the paper talisman on the ground, at this moment, suddenly heard Yuan Xi shouting to him from behind: "Master, be careful—"
Qingya raised his eyes and saw an aurora coming towards him, he hurriedly dodged aside, only to hear a loud bang, the ground hit by the aurora sank deeply, Qingya hurried over to protect Yuanxi behind myself.
At this time, a young man in green clothes and black hair appeared in mid-air. He was extremely beautiful, but he didn't have any femininity. Shaking a folding fan in his hand, he could vaguely see the word Yuxiao written on the paper fan,
Fufeng lowered his head and looked down at the two of Qingya, and let out a fierce laugh: "Gu hates him so much, how could he spare you so easily? Dust to dust, dust to dust, those words are just imitating the old jade I'm just teasing you guys for fun!"
"Gu used fifty years of his lifespan as a sacrifice, and set up a ray of soul here. He imagined that Yuxiao might come to see Gu one day, but he didn't expect that you would be the ones waiting in the end. But it's okay, It's the same when you come to accompany Gu."
After Fufeng finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and saw countless silver lights descending from the sky, and those silver lights intertwined together made people dazzled.
Qing Ya sacrificed her long sword, stood in front of Yuan Xi, and smashed those silver lights one by one with her sword.
Yuan Xi stood behind him, saw that Qing Ya was struggling in the front alone, and wanted to step forward to help, but as soon as he made a move, he heard Qing Ya sternly shout: "Stand back!"
Qing Ya had never used such a harsh tone to him before, Yuan Xi pursed his lips, and retreated back after listening to Qing Ya's words.
Fufeng is not a cultivator, and he must have paid a huge price for doing these things. This silver light should not last long. Qing Ya glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, but saw that the stone door there had been closed. Originally, he wanted Yuan Xi to go out by himself, but now it seems that he can't.
Fufeng seemed to see through Qingya's thoughts from above, he smiled contemptuously, and waved his hand again, all the silver light disappeared immediately, and what appeared instead was a black mist interspersed with golden light, this mist was accumulated by Fufeng over the years Transformed by resentment, coupled with the fact that he was originally the prince of a country with dragon aura, the resentment in the mist became even stronger.
Although Qingya is now in the out-of-body period, he dare not get in the slightest bit of these weird mist.
Qingya quickly propped up a spherical barrier with spiritual power, protecting him and Yuanxi inside, and the black mist was isolated from the outside, but before Qingya could breathe a sigh of relief, when he raised his head, he saw Fufeng laughed strangely.
The fog surrounded the entire circle of light, and after a while, a shocked expression appeared on Qing Ya's face. He could feel that the black fog outside was constantly devouring his spiritual power, and gradually the fog became stronger and stronger. The more there are, the more intense the color is, Qing Ya frowned, he clearly knew that his spiritual power was absorbed by the black mist, but he couldn't take it back.
If it continues like this, sooner or later, he and Yuanxi will be swallowed by this cloud of black mist, but for a while, Qingya can't think of a solution. The place is closed around, and there are various formations painted on the surrounding walls. It is already impossible to go out, and I am afraid that I will really die here today.
Qing Ya turned her head and glanced at Yuan Xi, seeing that Yuan Xi was also looking at him worriedly, Qing Ya smiled comfortingly at him.
After a while, Qing Ya became more and more strenuous, and the halo above his head gradually dimmed, and he gradually couldn't hold on anymore
"Master..." Yuan Xi called him, and seeing that Qing Ya ignored him, he stretched out his hand and released his spiritual power.
But Qing Ya stopped him and said: "Take back the spiritual power, and if the barrier is broken later, you can protect yourself."
Yuan Xi pursed his lips, and did not listen to Qing Ya's words, he was still supporting the gradually shrinking and dimming enchantment with his master.
Fufeng looked at the two below in mid-air, snorted coldly, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with pity in his tone: "Give up, you won't be able to get out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an unusually piercing explosion, and the black mist seeped into the aperture along the cracked part of the aperture. Seeing that the enchantment could no longer last, Qing Ya withdrew his hand and turned his head. Hugging Yuan Xi, tightly holding him in her arms.
The black mist spread around the two of them, master and apprentice, Qing Ya only felt a sharp pain in his dantian, as if his spiritual power had been emptied in an instant.
But he still hugged Yuan Xi and did not let go, protecting Yuan Xi under his body.
Fufeng shook the folding fan in his hand, and there seemed to be some envy in his eyes, and he sighed: "You treated him sincerely."
So what if he treats him sincerely? Still failed to protect him.
Just when Qing Ya thought that he and Yuan Xi were going to confess here today, the paper talisman in his sleeve fell to the ground with a thud. As soon as the paper talisman touched the black mist, it flew out again in a flash. Turning around twice in the air, dots of starlight flashed, and the paper talisman turned into a translucent human figure, which was Yu Xiao.
Yu Xiao stood in mid-air with her eyes closed, stretched out her hand and pinched a spell, the black mist in front of her eyes slowly dissipated.
After the black mist dissipated, Qing Ya looked down, and saw Yuan Xi lying in his arms with a pale face, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed tightly, and he seemed to have passed out.
"Fufeng..." Yuxiao stared at Fufeng and called softly.
Fufeng smiled, but didn't say anything.
"Come back with me." Yu Xiao stretched out her hand in front of Fu Feng,
"Okay." Fufeng smiled slightly, his smile was like a hundred flowers blooming together, it was so beautiful.
No one would know why he agreed to Yu Xiao at this time, and why he showed such a smile.
Fufeng stretched out his hand towards Yuxiao, but as soon as he touched Yuxiao's fingertips, his whole body turned into a small puddle of powder and scattered on the ground. The powder shone brightly, and finally dissipated and returned to nothingness.
He used fifty years of life as a sacrifice, trapped his own soul in a corner, and waited for Yuxiao for a hundred years. At the price of losing his soul, he wanted Yu Xiao to stay here with him forever.
But in the end, he still got nothing.
"Fufeng..."
The figure dangled a few times in mid-air, and the hand stopped there without any other movements.
Until Yuxiao's human form slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth.
Fufeng was no longer there, the stone door of the tomb was opened with a slight push, and Qing Ya walked to the tomb with the unconscious Yuan Xi in his arms.
He had been inspected by Yuanxi just now, his dantian was damaged, his spiritual power was empty, and the final result was that he died soon.
Qing Ya didn't quite understand that he just brought Yuan Xi out for a trip, how did he become like this in the end
He found a cave near here and put Yuanxi in it. Now he has no way to bring it back to the Zixiao Sect. Most of the medicines in the spiritual bag are useless to Yuanxi, so he can only look at the Jiujiang There is some panacea near the mountain.
Yuan Xi half-opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy, he couldn't see clearly, and called out in a weak voice: "Master..."
Qing Ya touched his forehead and replied: "What's wrong?"
Knowing that Qingya was by his side, Yuan Xi closed his eyes with confidence. He knew what was going on with him now. His dantian was exhausted, and he might not live long. Yuan Xi moved his lips and said, "Master, if I'm gone, so let's take another apprentice."
"In a few years, let's take another Fire Spirit Root, Master." Without a response from Qing Ya, he paused, and then whispered: "Master, it won't take too long, five years, five years later. Take another apprentice."
The autumn wind is rustling, the tree shadows are swaying, and a pale moon hangs in the night sky.
Qing Ya didn't know how Yuan Xi said such words, he wiped the blood from the corner of Yuan Xi's mouth carefully, and pushed the hair from his forehead to the sides.
He lowered his head and whispered in Yuan Xi's ear, "I can't do it as a teacher, Yuan Xi."
"My Qingya's apprentice in this life is only Yuanxi."
But Yuan Xi passed out again at this time. Before he passed out, he murmured: "Promise me, Master..."
"Don't talk about Yuan Xi, you'll be fine, Master is going out to find you..." But even Qing Ya didn't know what to look for.
Qingya stood up and walked outside the cave, but he vomited a big mouthful of blood within a few steps out of the cave, Qingya wiped the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, the bright red blood splashed on the withered yellow grass, he He covered his mouth and coughed twice, for fear of being heard by the people inside.
He laughed miserably, Yuan Xi felt that he couldn't last long, and why didn't he himself? Qing Ya caressed her chest, and spit out another mouthful of blood.
When the black mist came over, he used his whole body to protect Yuanxi, but Yuanxi failed to protect him, and his dantian was also severely damaged, and there was not much left in his cultivation.
Qingya walked a few more steps forward, and in front of him was Duanchang Cliff. Under the cold moonlight, Qingya lowered her head and could only see a piece of fog under the cliff.
Intestine-breaking cliff, heart-breaking!
When going back, Qingya saw that Yuanxi had his eyes closed, and there was no trace of blood on his cheeks, his whole body was twitching non-stop, the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes red, he leaned against the stone wall and cried out intermittently. wrote: "Master... Master..."
Weak flies.
Qing Ya hurried over and replied: "Master is here."
Because of the haste to walk, a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat again, Qing Ya turned his head and swallowed the blood again.
"Master, can you hug me?" Qing Ya vaguely heard Yuan Xi ask.
How can it be bad? Qingya approached Yuanxi, he half knelt down, and carefully hugged his little apprentice in his arms.
But Yuan Xi was still dazed, his limbs were cold, his lips were slightly bruised, and his eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, Qing Ya couldn't help but kissed him on the forehead.
But Yuan Xi seemed to be in a nightmare, he struggled twice, but still asked: "Master, why can't you hug me?"
Qing Ya tightly hugged Yuan Xi's arms, comforting him softly over and over again: "Yuan Xi, master is here, master is here..."
Gradually Yuan Xi calmed down, but after a while, he called out again: "Master..."
Crystal liquid seeped from the corner of his eyes, and he asked with a choked voice, "Why don't you want me anymore?"
Qing Ya coughed twice, stroked Yuan Xi's jet-black hair, and said with a wry smile, "How can I not want you as a teacher?"
…
Why would my teacher not want you
At night, it was extremely damp and cold in the cave. Qing Ya hugged Yuan Xi in his arms, feeling that his dantian was slowly breaking apart. He turned his head and glanced at Yuan Xi beside him. It's not bad that Yuanxi sleeps forever here.
But when Qing Ya woke up again, Yuan Xi was gone.
His damaged dantian has been repaired, and his cultivation has broken through the out-of-body stage, and even directly reached the late stage of distraction.
But what about Yuanxi? Where did Yuanxi go
He searched for Yuanxi in Jiujiang Mountain for three whole months, but he couldn't see him again.
After returning to Zixiao Sect, Qing Ya sat in Yuanxi's room for three days and three nights with Yuanxi's broken natal jade tablet.
Qing Ya asked herself countless times, why did he take Yuan Xi out together? If Yuan Xi hadn't gone out with him, would he still be here at Hengwu Peak, and he could still hear him call him master.
Too bad it's all gone now.
——
Qing Ya staggered to his feet, knelt down on the ground, carefully picked up the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor, suddenly felt a sharp pain, his fingertips were oozing a little bit of bright red.
Bright red blood dripped on the white porcelain, he opened his lips, and called out in a low voice: "Yuanxi..."
Hua Ziran felt shocked at the side. When had she ever seen such a green cliff, she couldn't help calling out: "Master?"
Qing Ya stood up slowly holding these pieces of porcelain, carefully placed them on the table, and said to Hua Ziran, "Go out."
Hua Ziran wanted to say something else: "Master, I..."
"Get out." Qing Ya repeated in a cold voice.
"Yes." Although Hua Ziran was unwilling, he still withdrew.
After Hua Ziran left, Qing Ya moved his fingers and put the pieces of porcelain back together again, but... he stared at the irreparable cracks on the white porcelain cup, smirked, and muttered to himself : "I can't go back, I can't go back..."
He took out the scroll on the bookshelf beside him and opened the drawing paper. It showed a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, the moonlight was pouring down, and the boy in the painting was leaning against the peach tree, holding a pot of wine in his hand, The cheeks are slightly red, and the corners of the mouth are smiling, lifelike.
After Qing Ya stared at the person in the painting for a long time, he stood up and walked to the window. Outside the window, the stars were bright and the moon was bright, and the shadows of the trees were dancing.
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Qing Ya glanced at the sycamore tree outside the window, turned her head and fell into the memory again. That was many years ago, and he still remembered that year when the peach blossoms at the foot of Mount Yue were in full bloom, the senior brother who was in charge of the sect came to Hengwu Peak and said to him, Qingya, it's time for you to accept an apprentice.
So he went to the general election of the sect, through the Yaohua mirror, pointed out the young man among thousands of people, and said to the master: "If he can pass the climbing ladder, I will accept him as a disciple."
As expected, that young man did not disappoint him, and Qing Ya also accepted him as his apprentice, and brought him back to Hengwu Peak.
He asked the boy, "What's your name?"
"Bai Xiyu." The boy replied.
"From now on, it will be called Yuanxi."
The young man smiled at him, and said: "Understood, Master."
The way of heaven reincarnated, but he could never find this young man again.
Thousands of stars flickering and flickering adorn this deep blue night sky, and the Hengwu Peak under the night sky is silent and desolate.
Qing Ya lowered her head silently, and suddenly realized that the time in this life is too long.
Like a vast sea of suffering, without end.
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The Demon Realm is located in the far west, where it is cold and humid all year round, and few plants can survive here. Now that the weather has entered autumn, it is even more difficult to see the slightest bit of green.
A few days ago, I could occasionally see the sun, but now I can't even see a shadow.
It was already late when Qian Yao woke up, he sat up, rubbed his aching forehead, somehow suddenly remembered the little girl he met in Zixiaozong yesterday, the little girl was ordinary in appearance, but her bones were exposed. It's very pleasant to have a spirit.
Thinking of this, Qian Yao's dark eyes flickered, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his dry lips.
He really didn't expect that Qingya could accept another apprentice. A few years ago, the whole cultivation world was rumored that Qingya had accepted a precious apprentice. He was extremely talented and good-looking, but it was a pity that Qingya protected people too well. I have never seen it before.
Gan Yao raised his eyebrows and smiled, maybe the relationship between Qingya and that apprentice named Yuanxi could be explained clearly by a sentence of master-student relationship.
It can't be blamed for his dirty thinking, he has lived long enough, he has seen everything, even the things that happened between Master Qingya and Fufeng back then.
But now it's only five years later that Qingya has taken in another apprentice, wondering where the so-called treasure is going.
Therefore, all the love affairs in this world are fake, and the real thing is to find a beautiful woman to be happy!
Gan Yao turned his head and shouted to the door: "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in red pushed the door open, walked straight to his bed without looking away, then obediently bowed her head and knelt down, ready to wait for him to get up.
After getting out of bed and putting on all his clothes, Gan Yao pushed open the door, the weather outside was gloomy, the wind was howling, and the old bare trees in the corner of the yard were blown from side to side, his eyes froze, and he saw a man in servant clothes hurried through the court.
"Who are you?" Gan Yaofei went over and grabbed the man's right wrist, and asked sharply. (83 Chinese.83.)