Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day

When Mu Chuihan woke up, his consciousness did not wake up immediately, and he almost muttered cursing words along the last image in the illusion.

The phrase "human-faced beast-hearted" was on his lips, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Mu Chuihan reacted with hindsight, and what he was holding with his left arm was not An An's soft body, but a strong and powerful man's waist.

The vision was finally clear, Ye Tingjiang's star eyes were hanging slightly at this moment, meeting his eyes. The usual meticulous hair crown spread out, his hair was wet, and the pool water fell on him drop by drop.

It was the first time that I saw such an embarrassed Tingyun-jun.

But it was great, what I saw was Lord Tingyun.

Mu Chuihan swallowed the swear words, murmured on the spot, and suddenly buried his head in Ye Tingjiang's arms, and the other hand that fell down immediately wrapped around his waist, with a cry in his words: "Xianjun, It's really you, woohoo."

Ye Tingjiang almost shook his hand and fell him.

The extremely reliable "older brother" in the fantasy world can no longer overlap with the image of the weakly crying boy in front of him. Ye Tingjiang suspects that he has hallucinations. Is it because his memory is not real, or is the scene in front of him too illusory?

He struggled to find his voice: "I'm here. What's wrong with you?"

Mu Chuihan sobbed and hugged tighter: "I'm afraid..."

In Ye Tingjiang's mind, the scene in which he scolded Ye Family Master while running wildly appeared in his mind.

He stammered: "Are you afraid?"

There are too many fragments in his brain, and Ye Tingjiang has been in a mess until now. Should Fuyan be afraid? certainly. He is only his eighteen-year-old disciple, he has never experienced anything, how helpless he should be in the illusion.

However, he still remembered how he felt as An An. His mother died and his father abandoned him. In just one month, he was full of trust and dependence on this "brother" who suddenly appeared.

And Fuyan did exactly as promised, protecting him with all his strength, and breaking the illusion for him.

Ye Tingjiang felt that Fuyan seemed to have two faces, and he couldn't tell the difference for a while.

Mu Chuihan raised his head and looked up, because of the dampness on his body, he couldn't help shivering. He noticed Ye Tingjiang's doubts, but he just replied lightly, "I'm afraid."

I am afraid that I will go wrong and I will never see Ting Yun-jun again.

Because of these genuine feelings, the fragility on Mu Chuihan's face became more and more real, causing Ye Tingjiang to immediately stop his conflicting thoughts.

He carried the boy to the edge of the stone wall and used his spiritual power to dry the wet clothes of the two.

Seeing the young man's chills, Ye Tingjiang raised another fire and sat down beside Mu Chuihan.

The cave was silent, only the throbbing of the throbbing sparks.

Mu Chuihan obediently hugged his knees and heated the fire, while Ye Tingjiang always turned his head and his eyes stayed on him.

Ye Tingjiang found that Fuyan's body was very thin. He used to think that he was too weak and not suitable for swordsmanship. Who would have thought that in the eyes of An An in the fantasy world, it was the stalwart body that protected him.

He seemed to have figured out the origin of the so-called two faces. With nothing to rely on in the illusion, the young man had to pretend to be strong. Now that these oppressive fears have burst, they seem so fragile.

Thinking of this, Ye Tingjiang felt deeply that his master did not fulfill his responsibilities.

He opened his mouth and tried to explain: "It's all over."

At the same time, Mu Chuihan just said, "If Xianjun is sad, just cry."

The voices of the two people were intertwined and echoed in the empty stone cave.

Mu Chuihan was stunned. What time has it been, that Jun Tingyun is still thinking of enlightening him?

Ye Tingjiang heard Mu Chuihan's words, but instead showed a very light smile: "There's nothing to be sad about."

Mu Chuihan disapproved very much: "Xianjun, don't hold back, just cry."

There is no need to maintain an image in front of him, he has heard An An's earth-shattering cry more than once.

Ye Tingjiang leaned against the stone wall: "It's all hundreds of years ago, and the time to cry is over."

This time, Mu Chuihan nodded sincerely. Everyone's tears are conserved. Ye Tingjiang cried as if it could bring rain to the world when he was a child, but now it's hard not to run dry.

Ye Tingjiang glanced at him: "What are you thinking?"

Mu Chuihan quickly waved his hand, indicating that his mind was empty.

Ye Tingjiang looked at the dome: "Actually, it's too far away. If it wasn't for an illusion, I might have forgotten what my mother looked like."

Mu Chuihan found that he had not avoided this past, so he asked cautiously, "After that, did Xianjun stay at Ye's house all the time?"

"It doesn't count. I just started extracting the essence that night, my brother," he paused when he said "brother", and continued to recall: "He was originally hanging his life, and he couldn't bear the sorcery. He died. Not long after, his mother followed. I was fifteen years old in Ye's family, and then I met my master, and I have been in Linxianzong ever since."

Ye Tingjiang was very calm when he said these words, as if he was really an outsider.

Those memories are too long ago, just because of the state of mind, and they have only resurfaced in recent days.

Illusion wanted him to sink, but this little disciple broke into him, Ye Tingjiang felt that it was not so painful to go back to his childhood.

At that time, he had no relatives and was alone. But with Fuyan in this fantasy, it's not too hard.

At least when he recalled it now, he felt that those hatreds and hatreds seemed to be covered in a shadow, but the little apprentice was so clear in the gray.

Mu Chuihan put his head on his knees: "Where's your father?"

Although he only said four words, he said it very boldly. He was just asking, why isn't your father dead yet?

Although this was a bit of a hindrance to Fu Yan's weak character design, Mu Chuihan had held a grudge against the Ye family for a long time, and he really couldn't get through if he didn't ask.

Ye Tingjiang heard what he meant, and even smiled again, as if he thought the little apprentice's love-hate temperament was also very cute. He said, "At first he didn't agree with me going to Linxian Sect, but Master's cultivation base was higher than him, and the Ye family's side branches were too chaotic at the time, so he couldn't be distracted."

When Ye Tingjiang talked about Master, his tone involuntarily admired. He continued: "I was cultivating with all my heart, and it's not that I didn't want to avenge my mother when I first became kendo, but at that time he failed to survive the calamity and was no longer there."

Mu Chuihan's eyes widened: "It's cheap for him!"

Ye Tingjiang said lightly: "It can be seen that the way of heaven is good."

Mu Chuihan was still dissatisfied with Ye Family Master's cheap death method, and Ye Tingjiang turned around again: "However, how many times have you used your spiritual power in the illusion?"

"Yes, is that so?" Mu Chuihan and Zhang Huang raised his head, he even forgot about this.

Ye Tingjiang sorted out the fragmented fantasy memory: "You used your spiritual power to transform the rope, the barrier, and the charm of Mrs. Ye."

He was a little uncertain: "Have I taught you that much?"

Mu Chuihan didn't expect that he would remember it clearly, and thought that children's memories were always lost.

He couldn't deny it, so he tried his best to make it up truthfully: "Before coming to the illusion, Xianjun gave me a few tricks."

Ye Tingjiang filled in for him by himself: "You can use it after seeing it?"

If it's true, his little apprentice's ability to comprehend spells is a hundred times better than swordsmanship!

Ye Tingjiang suddenly felt that he could accept this matter. Fuyan was so clumsy when learning swordsmanship.

"Where." Mu Chuihan hurriedly denied: "I probably remembered it. When it was critical, it was aroused."

He added: "But if you don't learn it well, the barrier won't be broken so quickly."

Ye Tingjiang nodded and stopped asking, "I'll teach you when I go out."

They spent the night repairing in the cave, and the next day Mu Chuihan didn't have the time to wander in the Mysterious Rainbow Realm. He always felt that this was a place of right and wrong, and it was better to leave early.

In the fantasy world, he was the one who guarded An An, but now that he is out of the fantasy world, he still sticks to Ye Tingjiang.

Ye Tingjiang did not reject it either. He thought it was the sudden illusion that scared the little apprentice too sensitively, so he acquiesced to Mu Chuihan's actions.

They quickly returned to the exit and left the secret realm.

Although a month has passed in the fantasy world, in reality it is only a few days.

Ye Tingjiang took Mu Chuihan to Linxian Peak to recover his life, and the surprise of the head was about to drown the mountain: "You, here, come out?"

Ye Tingjiang knew that he had specially accompanied his apprentice to practice, and it was very bizarre that he managed to enter the secret realm without staying for two days. But he didn't want to let his senior brother worry in vain, so he said: "It's enough to see it."

The chief was stunned.

Mu Chuihan lowered his head embarrassedly, and said in a tone of self-reproach, "I'm timid, I don't dare to stay when I see a beast. I've caused a lot of trouble for Master..."

The head looked at Ye Tingjiang, with the words "Love father, many losers" written all over his face.

Ye Tingjiang couldn't bear to let his apprentice take the blame, so he explained: "It's not the case, Fuyan is very smart, it's me..."

When the head sees their master and apprentice, you come and go to protect each other, just like flirting. He showed a clear smile and interrupted Ye Tingjiang: "Okay, I shouldn't take care of your master and apprentice affairs. Brother Ye, don't talk about it, bring him back to Ying Xuefeng to make up for it."

Ye Tingjiang instinctively felt that the Sect Master had misunderstood something, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he heard his senior brother summon the servant boy and said with a smile, "Seeing off the guest."

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They were politely sent out of Linxian Peak.

On the way back to Xuefeng, Mu Chuihan finally remembered his initial doubt: "Xianjun, that illusion is so dangerous, should there be such an arrangement in the disciple's trial?"

He still feels that this illusion is very strange.

If Ye Tingjiang was not with him, but a truly inexperienced new disciple, he might even throw his life in the illusion first, let alone lead someone to break through the realm.

Life and death can only depend on Ye Tingjiang himself.

Ye Tingjiang also felt a little strange when he just came out of the illusion, and it was not that he didn't think about it before Mu Chuihan.

Just as he quickly accepted the fact that Fu Yan used spells, Ye Tingjiang quickly explained: "The degree of danger is related to the realm of the practitioner. At most, the rookie can only lead to the spirit realm. Even if he strays into the illusion realm, it will not be too difficult."

It's just that I feel sorry for Fuyan, and I'm ignorantly pulled into his fantasy.

Mu Chuihan nodded and temporarily put the matter aside.

Even if there is really something wrong, as long as he is by Ye Tingjiang's side, nothing will happen.

As soon as he stepped on the land where Xuefeng was displayed, Xiaoyou felt a sense and rushed out with Feifei in his arms.

"You're back right now?" Xiaoyou stared, with a tone like that of the head.

He hasn't been happy for a few days yet.

Mu Chuihan slid Feifei over and rubbed its soft fur: "Because I missed you, I asked Xianjun to come back."

Just as Xiaoyou was about to speak, she suddenly sensed the abnormality of her master. The expression of disgust just now was replaced by surprise, and she even used her honorary title: "Do you want to break through the realm?"

It's been a long time since Ye Tingjiang asked about the mid-to-late stage of his mood, but now Xiaoyou feels that his cultivation is complete.

He looked at Mu Chuihan in disbelief. It had only been two or three days. What did his master do to break through the realm immediately?

Mu Chuihan also looked at Ye Tingjiang in surprise: "Really?"

Ye Tingjiang nodded: "It's just that you worked hard..."

With Fuyan by his side, his state of mind became clearer when he experienced the illusion. It's just that the boy was frightened a lot. He originally wanted to play in the secret realm, but he left in a hurry.

Mu Chuihan didn't feel how bitter he was, at most, his ears hurt occasionally when he was with An An. He showed an expression of tears of joy, and whispered softly: "I can make Xianjun make progress, and the pain of Fuyan will not be in vain."

Feifei didn't understand what they were talking about, but keenly found that among the three, only Xiaoyou's face was changing. .

Feifei jumped into Xiaoyou's arms, but found that his playmate was dumb and didn't notice it at all.

Xiaoyou rubbed the cat's head unconsciously, and her thoughts flew away.

Within three days, the realm broke through, and his master and Fuyan had another conversation like this...

This is not a double cultivation with the five yin fusion body, what else can it be!

Feifei was still harassing Xiaoyou constantly, when she suddenly felt that her two pointed ears were covered by her hands.

Xiaoyou felt very calm, lowered her head and said quickly to the cat in her arms: "This is not what you should listen to, let's go."

The author has something to say: Teacher Ye: Fuyan seems to have two faces.

Immortal Venerable: More than two! 【akimbo.jpg】

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