Yin Biyue thought you were making fun of me, what should I do
But suddenly his feet were empty, and he saw clouds and mists gather out of thin air. He and Luo Mingchuan rose up into the air, rising into the air together with those who came.
Behind them, the collapsed mountain forest shrank rapidly, and the collapsed Xingshan Temple of the Buddhist temple also flashed past.
The speed was too fast, the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and the white fog blowing on his face made Yin Biyue unable to see the face of the person in front of him.
"Former... senior."
He sat on the cloud and wanted to thank him, but the cold wind rushed in, making his teeth chatter.
The person in front of him also realized that something was wrong, and brushed his sleeves.
Yin Biyue found that they were still flying through the air, but the wind had quieted down and the cold air had dissipated, as if they were covered with an invisible barrier.
There were too many surprises on this day, and he thought his psychological endurance had been greatly improved.
But when he saw the young face of the swordsman in white, the words 'senior' were stuck in his throat in an instant, and he couldn't say anything.
The young man stood on the cloud and raised his chin condescendingly at him, "Fourth, are you not happy when you meet your teacher?"
… as a teacher.
... teacher.
…
Yin Biyue was completely speechless this time.
Why, in the end, this person who looks about my age is my legendary number one tyrant in the world... Master
This kind of blow is comparable to the on-the-spot crossing of the wrong script.
He hesitated, "Happy, happy."
If it's not Master, who can pretend to force me to fly like this
Looking more closely, it is really similar to the portrait on Xi Huafeng. Just abruptly twenty years younger.
The Juggernaut laughed, and the sharp and sharp brows stretched out, and there was a kind of high-spirited beauty.
Yin Biyue came back to her senses, and countless questions followed in her mind.
What's the relationship between Senior Brother and Demon Venerable? Both Mr. Zhangyuan and Xingshan Temple know about this matter, but how much does Master know
I heard before that Master went to Meteorite Abyss because of some accident there? Are there really monsters under the Meteorite Abyss
And his Yihu Sword, which obviously has an extraordinary origin, is it because the master made a mistake when he passed the sword? Or did the big brother give it wrong? It can't be its own mutation, can it
If there is anyone in this world who can answer these unsolved mysteries, then this person must be a swordsman.
But right now, all the issues are far less important than one thing—
"Master! Brother Luo, he was seriously injured just now..."
It was only when the Sword Saint seemed to see that his apprentice was holding a person in his arms, he leaned down calmly with Yin Biyue's hopeful eyes, and casually buckled the lower pulse door, "Well... I can't die."
Instead, he patted Yin Biyue's shoulder.
Yin Biyue only felt that Master's palm fell, and his spirit was shocked, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable, as if all the large and small injuries were easy to deal with. But he still frowned and said worriedly, "But Senior Brother is unconscious now..."
The Juggernaut pulled down an elder's face that hated iron. Of course, this expression would be more deterrent if it was made by a white-bearded grandfather.
Yin Biyue turned around immediately, what kind of cultivation is Master? No. 1 in the world, he said it was all right, of course he had to trust Master.
The swordsman waved his hand,
"When does he wake up, it all depends on personal fate. The old man forcibly shoots, and people become idiots when they wake up... Tsk, don't hold them so tightly."
While thinking sadly, the fourth child has followed others so stubbornly that he is going to die. All the disciples are honest people, the fifth one is as smart as me, but unfortunately there are still a lot of bad things at home.
Geez, the future is worrying.
Ride the wind and travel thousands of miles in an instant.
Overlooking the mountain gate of Cangya from the clouds, the golden yellow and dark green of Wanshan see green tiles and flying scorpions, which is full of pride.
Yin Biyue was filled with emotion. It was still spring when he left the mountain and entered the world, but now it is late autumn when he comes back. Before going to the flower folding meeting, he never thought that so many things would happen along the way. Several times, he even thought he would never come back.
Without seeing how the swordsman moved, the clouds and mist under his feet fell lightly.
Cangya's mountain-guarding formation is in the hands of Sect Master Zheng Yangzi and Jun Yu, and they are the first to know anything about it.
The two of them are now one with a beard and the other holding a sword, standing in front of the gate of the Sword Saint's residence in Xihuafeng's small courtyard.
Jun Yu saluted properly, "Master."
Zhengyangzi took the man from Yin Biyue's hand with a quick stride, "Hey, my eldest apprentice! What's the matter, he was still jumping around when he went out!"
The Sword Saint ignored him, pushed open the courtyard door, and the dust fell down. He had to raise his hand and apply a dust avoidance art, then turned to his eldest disciple and said, "Cough, I haven't come back for some days... You have grown taller, even taller than your teacher."
Jun Yu corrected him seriously, "It's not some days, it's seven months and fifteen days in one hundred and three years."
Yin Biyue was surprised to find that the unrestrained master looked slightly embarrassed.
Then he changed the topic and looked at Luo Mingchuan, solemnly said, "Go to the Hall of Qinghe first and discuss the business."
Zhengyangzi urged the 'Cangya Ling', and the group came to the main peak, Xiganfeng Qinghe Hall, and placed Luo Mingchuan in the inner hall.
When Wei Jingfeng worshipped Cangya Mountain, Zhengyangzi was his senior brother. It's just that in his eyes, this junior brother's temperament is too uneasy, and it's easy to cause trouble when going out, putting himself at risk. Fortunately, he later became a saint after his cultivation was high, and no one had ever messed with him.
At this time, Zhengyangzi looked at the eldest disciple lying on the bed, as if he had returned to those days when Wei was shocked by vomiting blood, and asked, "What's going on?"
Juggernaut is still succinct and deadly, "I don't know."
Seeing that the white-bearded grandpa was about to lose his breath, Yin Biyue hurriedly stood up and explained.
From the time they entered Xingshan Temple, he did not mention the experience of the illusion of the Buddhist hall under the abyss, and he talked about the rest. After all, the master is here, and he said that he didn't know before because he was too lazy to speak. He wasn't sure what could be hidden from the eyes and ears of the saint.
In the end, he concluded, "Senior brother went to Xingshan Temple because he wanted to treat me. It's my fault. It's my fault that Master appeared at the last moment and rescued us."
The crowd was silent for a while.
Zhengyangzi glared at him, "It's none of your business, the bald donkeys in Xingshan Temple have lost their minds. They even wrote a jade slip to me, saying that all their Buddhist temples and houses collapsed, do you still expect us to pay for it? Can't you do it?"
Yin Biyue was taken aback, Xingshan Temple's million-year foundation, the scale is so large, the formation will not be completely destroyed. He subconsciously looked at the master.
The swordsman said calmly, "It's easy."
As if written on his face 'It's what I did that I didn't accept and hold back'.
The senior brother's face was also not good, and he said coldly, "What kind of Buddhism, fake compassion."
Yin Biyue was very helpless, why didn't anyone pay attention to the reincarnation ambitions of the Demon Lord Mo Changyuan and his senior brother who might have fallen into a demon from millions of years ago! Are you not shocked? !
Shouldn't this be really heavy! point! What? ! !
Juggernaut seemed to know what Yin Biyue was thinking, "It doesn't matter if he is a demon or not, what matters is whether he is still him or not."
Zhengyangzi also realized the crisis, "That is to say, when he wakes up again, it may also be Demon Lord?"
The hall was silent for a moment.
In the end, Sword Saint said, "It depends on his own will."
Zheng Yangzi heard this, but he was relieved, as if he had confidence in Luo Mingchuan and said extremely irresponsibly, "That's no problem, it's alright, let's go."
Yin Bi was even more shocked, and even more shocked that his master really responded and was ready to leave.
Is this a big deal? ! Is it really okay for you to be like this? !
Demon Venerable knew that he would cry to death if he didn't pay attention!
The senior brother's expression was as cold as ever, "Second Junior Sister went to Fukonghai to take care of Fifth Junior Brother, and Third Junior Brother never came back."
Yin Biyue knew that her senior sister must have seen the farewell letter sent by the chatter, so she went to look for it. As for the third senior brother, should... Still hiding from the Sect Master Song
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly felt that the eldest brother was alone on the mountain, and... a little pitiful.
Jun Yu continued, "Master's courtyard hasn't been cleaned, why don't you come to live with me first."
The Juggernaut made a 'uh' and left with him.
Before leaving, he turned back and asked him, "Fourth, why don't you go back and rest?"
Yin Biyue shook her head, "I'll accompany Brother Luo."
The Juggernaut didn't say anything, and went back with the face of an elder who hated iron.
Zheng Yangzi raised his eyebrows, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he left refreshed.
Yin Biyue added a soothing scent of ice to the lotus-patterned censer.
The green smoke drifted out, and in the empty inner hall, only the bright blue bricks reflected his shadow.
As the sky darkened, he lit the lamp, sat in front of the bed, and stared blankly at the person on the bed.
The recovery ability of the senior brother is really amazing, all the wounds have already healed as before, and the complexion is full of vitality. The eyelashes quietly covered the shadow, and the face was very soft, like falling asleep.
But when Master says when to wake up, it all depends on personal predestination. Maybe it's like in a meditative state, the senior brother is probably fighting something. When you win, when you can wake up.
But Juggernaut can't help him either, this is his war alone.
He could only watch helplessly, helpless.
He suddenly remembered that the senior brother took care of his sleepy self more than once. Finally it was my turn to look at my senior brother, even though I couldn't help.
The sound of a bell could be heard from a distance in the mountains, and I could vaguely hear the chatter and laughter of the Cangya Mountain disciples over there in the Deacon Hall.
Everything is old-fashioned.
I am very happy to see Master today, and I am very happy to return to Cangya Mountain. I am also very happy to see that the master's realm has broken through.
These are the people and things that are very important to him in this world. One day in the future, whenever there is a need, he will fight with a sword for it.
But what about brother
Yin Biyue suddenly panicked a little.
Because he found that he had become accustomed to relying on his senior brother at some point.
The night they left Yecheng, the senior brother clearly said, 'Cultivation and life are always a matter of one person'.
But he still wanted to go with his brother.
Just like this journey, practice together, practice swords together, go to many places together, give each other back, and face powerful enemies and unknown crises.
In the dead of night, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the icy brilliance is scattered all over the place.
He walked to the high steps outside the hall to blow air, watching the bright moon shine over the green mountains, his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.
When he turned his head, he saw Zheng Yangzi also standing on the steps, with a hunched back, and under the moonlight, the wrinkles on his temples seemed to be deeper.
Yin Biyue called for the applause, and Zhengyangzi waved his hand, indicating that he should not be bothered.
After a long time, Zhengyangzi suddenly spoke, and his slightly hoarse voice drifted in the night wind.
"Actually, I knew it a year ago. But I didn't believe it. At that time, I thought, if I take 10,000 steps back, even if he is, can I still throw my apprentice away?"
Yin Biyue knew that he was talking about the Demon Venerable.
"I don't understand, why is it him? What's wrong with this child? This fate must fall on him..."
It is very unreasonable to ask the heaven for reason.
Because too many sufferings and struggles in the world can be explained by 'this is life'.
It's not that Zhengyangzi doesn't understand, but now he is not a majestic head, but a master who may lose his apprentice.
Yin Bi thought about it more,
"There will always be a way. Trust Senior Brother, wait for him to wake up."
He said it firmly. It's as if he's talking about such a trivial matter, and it's not difficult for his senior brother at all.
"Yes, there is always a way."
Yin Biyue raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw the Sword Saint sitting on the eaves of the temple, with the corners of his robes flying, and the elder brother standing beside him with his sword in his arms.
He laughed.
There are still a lot of things I don't understand, but it doesn't matter now.
They all believe in their senior brothers, and together they will fight against destiny and face the unknown world turmoil.
Ask the god for a reason.