The blazing fairy power washed over her limbs and bones, and Mu Lin felt her body getting hotter and hotter, but she could only close her eyes and try to maintain a steady breathing.
At this time, Zhechuan's footsteps had already landed beside her bed, and Mu Linjin's fingers in the quilt tightened slightly. She didn't know that because she forgot to draw the bed curtain, her sleeping appearance was clearly visible to her master.
Zhechuan didn't notice anything unusual. He saw Mu Lin sleeping peacefully on the bed and was about to turn around and leave... But he suddenly turned back the next second. He frowned, stood beside the bed and leaned forward slightly.
Mu Lin seemed to smell the cool and light fragrance from her master. At this moment, the heat from all her limbs surged to her dantian. She became difficult to breathe and her head became more and more dizzy.
At this moment, a slightly cool big hand touched her forehead, and the coolness penetrated into her skin. Mu Lin's eyelashes could not help but tremble.
Orikawa didn't notice it, because he felt a heat coming from his palm: "Why is your forehead so hot... Rin'er, wake up..."
Orikawa pushed her shoulder, and Mu Lin opened her eyes dazedly, her eyes filled with watery light, shimmering and soft. She was pretending to be asleep at first, but then her eyelids felt so heavy that she really couldn't open her eyes.
“Master…” Mu Lin’s voice was so hoarse that even she was startled, and her expression looked a little aggrieved and sad.
Orikawa helped her sit up. He could feel the heat from her body through her clothes. Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, he spoke with a rare gentleness, like coaxing a child: "How can you still have a fever after becoming an immortal?"
She is delicate and frail, just like an ordinary woman.
The extreme discomfort of her body made Mu Lin psychologically fragile. She childishly grabbed Orikawa's collar and said coquettishly, "Master, I want to go back to Yingzhou..."
Zhechuan felt her pulse, and a trace of immortal power slowly flowed into her body. After a long while, he said, "You have a pure wood spirit source power in your body, which is also full of fire attribute immortal power. The wood and fire shine together, constantly flushing the meridians and blood vessels, which causes the fever."
The wood spirit source power is tens of millions times richer and purer than ordinary wood elements. If it were Mu Lin, who had gone through several life-and-death struggles, or another immortal, his body would have burst long ago.
The ignorant little disciple still looked at him eagerly.
Orikawa sighed and patted her head soothingly: "We'll go back when your condition stabilizes a little more."
Mu Lin subconsciously rubbed her little head against his palm, seeking the faint coolness on her head. Seeing her as well-behaved as a kitten, Orikawa felt soft and sympathetic in his heart.
He asked softly, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Mu Lin bit her increasingly red lips, frowned and shook her head: "Master, I'm hot..." Her tone was still full of grievance, as soft as a cat's meow, and Zhechuan's heart was softened.
This is not a solution. I don't know how long it will take to relieve the pain. Orikawa pondered and said, "I will refine an ice array for you."
"No, I want the Ice Curse... Master, please take me back... I want to stay in Yingzhou, I don't like it here... Let's go home..."
We go home…
Orikawa looked at her in astonishment. After a long moment, his smile spread slowly like a ripple, and he said, "Okay."
"I'll take you home."
The five simple words, along with the Ice Curse, struck her heart hard, transforming into an indescribable coolness. Orikawa bent down, put one hand around her shoulders, and the other hand around her knees, gently, as if she were a treasure, holding her horizontally.
Mu Lin buried his head in his master's arms, his little face pressed against the cool and smooth lapels, greedily absorbing the faint fragrance and coolness.
Just leave the rest to the master... Mu Lin's head became more and more dizzy, she slowly closed her eyes, her body was slightly bumpy as she walked, but she felt extremely at ease.
Naturally, no one dared to stop Emperor Zhechuan from going back, not even the eldest princess who had a secret crush on him.
Bi Yuan looked at Mu Lin in his arms and almost bit his teeth, but said sincerely and helplessly: "Emperor, you don't know that the Jade Sea Stage set up by the Goddess of Wood opens every seven days. It just opened once the day before yesterday. Now Bi Yuan can't do anything, so he can only let the Emperor and the Immortal King stay for another five days..."
This is true, but as the lord of Penglai Island, it is not difficult for her to force it open once.
Orikawa didn't care whether her words were true or false: "Don't bother, I have my own way."
"Emperor..."
Orikawa summoned the Yunxiu Sword which floated in the air. The rare golden elements of Penglai gathered together madly and attached to the tip of the sword, condensing into a brilliant golden light.
A strong wind suddenly arose, the sword moved freely, and the Yunxiu Sword rushed straight towards the steps of the blue sea with the force of breaking through the air!
Bi Yuan's pupils constricted: "No!!!"
Among the five elements, metal overcomes wood. It is unknown whether the increasingly weaker formation can compete with the Emperor's natal sword. Bi Yuan quickly flew towards the Yunxiu Sword in the hope of stopping it.
Too late! The Yunxiu Sword, which was about to leave an afterimage, had already broken through the knot, leaving a gap. The leisurely sea breeze blew Biyuan's body and mind cold.
In the blink of an eye, Emperor Zhechuan and the woman in his arms appeared outside the knotted steps. The Emperor used countless wood spirit jades to fill the knotted steps, making them recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the color was slightly dimmed.
"I saved the princess in the past, but I destroyed the steps today. Orikawa and Penglai are done with each other and will have nothing to do with each other from now on."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
No more ties from now on...
No more connection...
No relation…
Just for such a woman! He was willing to break the ties and draw a clear line between her and Penglai!
Bi Yuan stared at his retreating back through the light green barrier, his heartless words echoing in his mind. His blood boiled and he actually spat out a mouthful of blood!
Orikawa felt his arms getting hotter and hotter, he looked down and saw a little face like a blooming rose, gorgeous. She frowned, beads of sweat formed on her forehead and nose, she looked very painful.
Orikawa didn't know how she could suddenly draw the wood spirit power into her body, but fortunately it was wood spirit power, the softest of the five elements. Although it helped the fire, the impact was always limited.
After Zhechuan brought his disciple back to Yingzhou, Mu Lin felt more and more painful, but his mind became clearer.
She has always had a strong tolerance for pain, and could even find joy in suffering and gain benefit from it. When Zhechuan tested her with his immortal power again, he found that her tendons and veins had been tempered and had begun to slowly absorb the huge power of the wood source.
To rise through adversity is a rare talent.
Zhechuan put her on the ice bed made of Xuanyou Hanbing, using the external icy breath to relieve her heat. He thought for a while, sat down again, took out the five-stringed ancient zither, and plucked it with his bare hands. The celestial music was as faint as a thread, which relieved her mental pain bit by bit.
After a long time, Mu Lin felt the pain in his body subside. After a period of torture, his spirit was solid and his muscles were strong. Even if his soul left his body for a few years, it would not be a big problem. Mu Lin felt tired, but also felt an indescribable sense of relief.
The master had stopped playing long ago, and he looked at her with a complicated expression. Mu Lin looked up and met his gaze. The feeling of being seen through made her subconsciously look away, feeling guilty.
He was sweating, his body was wrinkled, his hair was messy, and he looked a little pitiful.
"Go back and pack up first, and come to the study later. I have something to ask you." The master's voice was always steady and no emotion could be heard.
"Yes." Mu Lin stood up dejectedly, planning to go back to take a shower and change clothes, and by the way think about how to explain to his master.
The master is going to ask, so don’t think of getting away with it.
Thinking about it carefully, every time she got into trouble, her master would clean up the mess without saying a word. Her disciple had never given him peace of mind. She had lost her five senses, fell into Mount Buzhou, ran around outside and couldn't come back, and even got into trouble when she traveled to Penglai... Mu Lin was very ashamed.
She felt ashamed, but she decided to delay as long as possible, so she hesitated for a long time before going to see her master.
The master seemed to have bathed and changed his clothes into a white robe with black bamboo embroidered on the lapels and cuffs, which was elegant and solemn.
Orikawa sat tuning the piano while Mu Lin stood in front of him in silence, not knowing what to say. He didn't want to lie to his master, but he couldn't tell the truth either.
Orikawa said calmly: "Why don't you say anything? Are you waiting for me to speak first?"
"... I don't dare." Mu Lin said with a stiff face: "I reached an agreement with Princess Yin Wan, and obtained the Nine-orifice Divine Ganoderma. Something went wrong when refining it, and the spiritual object entered my body..."
"When we were at Fuyao Peak?"
It is not difficult to guess that Fuyao Peak is a place for storing treasures, but Zhechuan did not expect that Mu Lin could break the magic circle inside in such a short time and steal the most precious Nine-Aperture Divine Ganoderma of Penglai.
"Um… "
"Why do you want to plot against the Nine-aperture Divine Ganoderma?"
"I want… "
Orikawa interrupted her, stared into her eyes and said slowly: "Mu Lin, don't lie to me."
Mu Lin's mood suddenly dropped. He looked at him and replied, "You guessed correctly. Mu Lin is an orphan of the underworld. He left his hometown when he was young due to a great change. He wants to return to his hometown. The underworld is closed and it is difficult for outsiders to enter. I want to use my spirit to disguise myself as a mortal soul and sneak into the underworld."
"But your spirit cannot leave your body for a long time, so I stole the Nine-orifice Divine Ganoderma to refine and stabilize your spirit."
Mu Lin admitted frankly: "You are right."
Orikawa looked at her calm appearance and suddenly asked, "How long do you want to stay?"
Mu Lin's eyes were filled with sadness, and he said softly, "I left when I was young and ignorant, and I don't have many memories left. But it is my hometown after all, and it is where my soul can rest. If nothing has changed, I would like to stay here for a while longer."
Mu Lin's words were not false, she just hid some key things. This was the most complete explanation she could think of along the way.
Orikawa didn't say yes, nor did he say no.
It turned out that his disciple had been looking for a way home.
Yingzhou is her current home, but not her original home.
And the underworld is her obsession? He knew it was not that simple, but he did not want to speculate too much at the moment. He only believed this point, and an unspeakable emptiness arose in his heart.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Lin couldn't help feeling uneasy.
"Lin'er, your master once said that you have too many obsessions. You are already a high-level Immortal Lord. There is no end in sight on the road ahead, but there are many hardships. If you continue to practice like this, it will be easy for demons to arise in your heart. So... go back, untie the knot in your heart, and resolve your obsessions."
Mu Lin's nose felt sore, and he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to him seriously: "Thank you, Master. I will not let you down."
Even if we deceive each other, we will never leave each other.