The Life of the Blessed One

Walking around for a long time, Yunshu's elder brother Luo never came back, and the relationship between Jun Chu and Bai Yan's "rival in love" still hasn't improved in any way, neither advance nor retreat, it is difficult to advance and retreat.

In winter, the weather is extremely cold.

Jun was born with a sudden illness, so urgent and fast, he almost died.

It was also from this year that his body became weaker and weaker.

The matchmaker at the entrance of the village suggested to Master Jun, no one knew exactly what she said, only that Master Jun kicked her out and would not allow her to enter the gate of Jun's house.

Afterwards, Jun Chu found out from the old servant at home that the matchmaker asked his father to marry him. After all, he was about to die, and it was the right way to leave a rear for the family.

Master Jun hurts Jun Chu like an eyeball, so how can he bear such frustrating words.

However, because of this, Master Jun didn't mention the matter of letting Jun Chu get married for a long time, he asked Jun Chu to take good care of his health.

When he is in good health, he will marry a beautiful wife and give birth to a few girls and boys in an upright manner, so that those who read jokes will be pissed off.

Jun Chu said yes, it was quite pleasant without Father Jun urging the marriage every day.

It was bitterly cold outside, and he stayed in the house all day with nothing to do, so he found a few travel notes, and read them without blinking.

Bai Yan snatched the book from his hand, "Is it really so beautiful?"

"En." Jun nodded heavily, and took a few travel notes he had read from the bedside to Bai Yan.

Jun Chu sighed, "I really want to go out and travel."

It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.

He really wanted to go out and see the mountains, water, and customs outside.

It's just that the old man at home is old, and his body is not up to par.

Junchu's yearning moved Bai Yan a lot.

When Jun Chu recovered from his illness, Bai Yan packed his bags and prepared to travel far.

Junchu is both envious and reluctant.

A good man has ambitions everywhere, but he didn't keep him, and he couldn't find a reason to keep him.

"Dead, dead, all dead..."

Yun Shu's sweetheart, surnamed Luo, is a soldier who fought with General Zhang Han.

After the Julu battle, news of his death came back, and Yunshu fell ill.

Junchu recalled a letter from Bai Yan a few days ago, saying that he was in Handan, that the war was imminent, and that Junchu was asked to guard the house, and that he would be back soon.

While taking care of Yunshu, Junchu looks forward to his return.

I waited for a month in fear, but I didn't see him, nor did I see his letter.

Both the father and the cousin were seriously ill, and the family could not leave the house, nor could he go far with his own body, so you called to the nursing home and offered a generous reward.

Whoever wants to go to Bai Yan, the gold, silver and jewels piled on the table belong to him.

Not forced, just voluntary.

In the end, three nursing homes stood up, and the king paid them enough travel expenses, plus three fast horses, and gave them the rest of the silver when they came back.

Once the nursing home is gone, it will be two months.

When they came back, there were only two people left, and one of them was half mad and half insane after being stimulated.

The sane one handed Jun Chu a sword engraved with Bai Yan's name.

"Dead, all dead, dead people along the way, dyeing the river red..."

Jun Chu, dressed in sackcloth and mourning filial piety, gave them the silver rewards—father Jun left, and he only buried him yesterday.

Jun Chu pushed Yun Shu's boudoir away, no one cares about etiquette at this time of year.

He put Bai Yan's sword aside, took a bowl of shredded chicken porridge and fed it to Yun Shu.

Yun Shu grabbed his hand and shook her head, her beautiful face was long gone, she was as thin as a stick, and even her eyes lost their luster.

"Cousin, is Bai Yan back?" She gasped three times.

The hand that Jun took out the porridge paused, and it took a long time before he said bitterly: "It's dead, it's all dead."

Yun Shu swayed and almost fell off the bed, Jun Chu hurriedly supported him.

"Cousin, I'm sorry, I thought I could wait with you until he..."

Yun Shu died, she was going to die a long time ago, but she was worried about her cousin, in order to accompany Jun out and wait for Bai Yan, she has been suffering so much.

Now that the oil is exhausted, she can't bear it anymore.

When she was dying, she held Jun Chu's hand, her eyes dimmed with tears, "Cousin, I saw Brother Luo, he came to pick me up..."

Junchu buried Yunshu.

The entire Taohua Village went to the empty building, dying and fleeing, and he was the only one left.

He looked at Bai Yan's sword, and remembered what the guard said to him, "Dead, all dead...the corpses are piled up higher than the mountain, rotten into a ball, can't be distinguished..."

It turned out that the parting was forever.

Jun Chu got up from the ground, went back to the house and put on a brand new cloud-patterned white robe, which was made of the cloth Bai Yan gave him when he left. The clothes were made three months ago, but he never dared to wear them.

Bai Yan said that he would come back after he finished wearing the cloth clothes.

——This sentence bound Junchu like a spell, making him dare not wear the clothes when he was ready, and just left them there.

Now, the curse was lifted, he put on his last clothes, and headed for Weishui.

Sky Kunlun Secret Realm.

Junchu was affected by the lovesickness rain, his memory was confused, and he recalled all kinds of things in the past, day by day, year by year, it was no different from the real one, as if spending the youthful spring with Bai Yan again.

But for Mo Ya who missed the lovesickness rain, time is just a blink of an eye.

One second before, his senior brother was still asking Bai Yan of Yunxiao Sword Sect if he had an antidote, and the next second he was spinning around, muttering something.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you, brother..." Mo Ya took Jun Chu's hand.

Jun Chu didn't notice it, his eyes were dull and he dragged Mo Ya forward.

In Mo Ya's eyes, the "front" is the cliff they just flew up, and in Jun Chu's eyes it is Weishui.

"Fellow Tang Xiu, come and help me." I don't know where the strength came from, but Mo Ya couldn't hold him back for a while, so Mo Ya could only call Tang Xiu to help.

Tang Xiu didn't have time to help him at all, his young master pulled out Acacia and stabbed him in the chest, he grabbed his young master's right hand tightly, and wanted to ask Mo Ya to help him.

Bai Yan flashed very quickly, but still got a few drops of lovesickness rain.

Tang Xiu cursed, "What the hell is Acacia Rain? Why are we fine, but the young master and senior want to commit suicide..."

Tang Xiu lacked physical skills, so Mo Ya had to use all her strength to hold Jun Chu's waist tightly, preventing him from jumping down.

Judging by the way you appear now, if you jump down, you will fall into a puddle of mud.

Seeing that the Weishui River was getting closer and closer, a smile appeared on Jun Chu's face.

Yun Shu went to see her brother Luo, and he will be able to see Bai Yan soon.

But what's going on around the waist, someone is pulling him?

Could it be that Bai Yan came to pick him up?

When Junchu looked back, there was nothing.

Yes.How could that person come to pick him up... Yunshu could dream of her brother Luo day and night, but Bai Yan never entered his dreams.

It was he who said he wanted to see the outside world, that's why Bai Yan went on a long journey.

He was the one who watched Bai Yan die and did not keep him.

If he was Bai Yan, he must hate him so much, why would he come to see him.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault... Jun Chu collapsed, his legs limp and fell to the ground, his vision was hazy, and the surrounding scenery changed.

The sun was just right, and Bai Yan had two swords hanging from his waist, looking at him and smiling.

Jun Chu hurriedly stood up, Bai Yan stuffed the cloth in his hand into his arms, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, Bai Yan turned around and left.

"No, I can't go." Jun Chu stretched out his hand to pull, and as soon as he grasped the cold thing, he was so cold that he gave an encouragement.

It seemed to be a human being, with hands and feet, but no facial features. He was as pitch-black as splashed ink, and he was three feet tall.

Jun Chu let go of his hand in shock, seeing Bai Yan getting farther and farther away from him, and ran towards Bai Yan's direction regardless of the monster in front of him.

The sound of tree roots rising from the ground came, and the big trees on both sides of the road came alive. They tore themselves out of the ground and formed a barrier, pushing Jun Chu out to retreat.

They are so tall and powerful, and they are so weak.

Jun Chu was forced to fall to the ground, in desperation, he saw the black monster again, with a white slit on his face without facial features, it seemed to be mocking him.

It was him, it was he who was obstructing him from saving Bai Yan.There was a surge of anger in Jun Chu's heart.

He doesn't want to die.

He doesn't care what kind of monster he is, even if he is the incarnation of this world, he will kill him and call Bai Yan back.

Junchu made up his mind and stood up. He seemed to be holding something in his right hand, which gave people a strange feeling. He turned his head and saw that it was a blue long sword, shining brightly.

Without exploring where the sword came from, Jun Chu raised his sword and slashed at the black monster.

Looking at the thunderclouds gathering in the sky, Mo Ya swallowed her saliva.

Just now, when he thought he would not be able to hug his senior brother, his senior brother suddenly lay down on the ground and cried. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his senior brother suddenly ran to the right, where there were all tall trees.

Mo Ya was afraid that Jun Chu, who was unconscious, would bump into him, so she hurried to pull it, but Jun Chu kept backing up, and fell on the grass, with a look of despair on his face, and then drew out the spirit sword from his waist—this sword was from Jun Chu. Yes, after the battle with Nangong Fu, he didn't return it to Bai Yan, and kept it with him all the time.

Mo Ya wished to explode on the spot, what happened to his senior brother?What the hell is Acacia Rain?

Just when he decided to knock Junchu unconscious, there was a sudden thunder in the sky.

Mo Ya looked up, and when he was in a state of desperation, a dark cloud crawled over without knowing when, covering the sky above Jun Chu's head, it was pitch black, lightning flashed like cracked white teeth, as if mocking the world ignorance.

boom!

This time it wasn't the dry thunder that was the warning, but the sky thunder that was as thick as a bucket.

Jun Chu raised his long sword and faced the thunder, his eyes were such a persistent look that Mo Ya had never seen before.

The persistence of survival, the persistence of fighting with the sky and the earth.

The Three Nine Thunder Tribulations poured down, and when the last sound of purple thunder was over, Jun came out of the purple mansion, and the broken golden elixirs merged in the middle, forming a complete golden elixir again.

The golden elixir is shining, and it seems to have infinite spiritual power.

Repeatedly experiencing thunder calamity and turning death into life, the king's life was picked up.

"Senior brother." Mo Ya dashed towards Jun Chu with a happy face.

The thundercloud dispersed, and Jun Chu opened his eyes, clear and clear, the effect of the lovesickness rain had worn off.

Jun Chu grabbed Mo Ya and asked eagerly, "Where's Bai Yan?"