Big Brother Cangshan Reborn

There is a mountain named Cangshan to the north of Xuanzhou in the North Sea. The snow on Cangshan Mountain does not melt all year round, but there is a valley deep in the mountains, where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the seasons are like spring. This valley is where the almost hidden Cangling Sect is located.

It was raining heavily in the valley that night, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the wooden window edges with a series of dull sounds, disturbing people's dreams.

Someone randomly placed a clay pot on the window sill outside the house. At this time, the pot was gradually filled with rainwater. The pot fell from the window sill when it tilted, and fell to pieces with a bang.

Accompanied by this sound, Fu Xing, who was sleeping soundly in the room, jumped up, his eyes widened, but his eyes were very blank.

Here... where is it?He... still alive?

The stuffy air made people breathless, Fu Xing sat for a while, then lifted the bed curtain and turned to get out of bed.

Looking around, Fu Xing was a little dazed.

This is his room?Does that mean he's still alive?

Fu Xing looked down at his hands and feet, feeling that everything was so unreal.

Turning around and walking to the mirror, Fu Xing was astonished when he saw his own appearance in the mirror.As soon as the strength was released from his body, Fu Xing fell onto the stool in front of the mirror.

A cultivator who cultivates the golden elixir will be able to look immortal and youthful forever. However, his way of cultivation is wrong, and he formed the golden elixir late, so he looks a little old, but the self in the mirror is obviously still young... …

After he calmed down, Fu Xing realized that there was no wound on his body, but before he opened his eyes, he was still on the battlefield, where Cang Lingzong was fighting against the world, and those fatal injuries on his body were not at all. There is no possibility of a cure.

Fu Xing's thoughts were confused, and his heart was a little anxious, so he found a coat to put on, and Fu Xing found an umbrella and went out.

Back then, when the first suzerain of the Cangling Sect decided to build the sect in this valley, he named the valley Yinxian Valley. fairy place.

The once prosperous Cangling Sect has indeed fulfilled the expectations of the first generation suzerain, and has become a place where thousands of cultivators flock to. Absolutely, Yinxian Valley is very lively.

It's a pity that the Cangling Sect's vitality was seriously injured in a battle of sealing demons a hundred years ago. At that time, the suzerain and elders were all killed in battle. There were no more masters in the Cangling Sect, so they fell down.

Now there are only a few people in Yinxian Valley, it is extremely clean, but it also makes people feel lonely.

Holding an umbrella and walking along the path in the bamboo forest, smelling the familiar bamboo fragrance, Fu Xing's flustered heart gradually settled down.

"Brother?"

Someone called softly behind him, Fu Xing turned around to look, and saw his junior brother Yu Yixun standing not far away, his body was already soaked because he didn't hold an umbrella.

Fu Xing quickly walked over, raised the umbrella high, and covered Yu Yixun's head.

"Going to practice on the snow field again?" Fu Xing raised his hand and wiped the rain off Yu Yixun's face with his sleeve.

The icy and snowy land outside Yinxian Valley is very suitable for cultivators to temper their will, but Yu Yixun is the only one in Yinxian Valley who will go to the snow field to practice kung fu all day long. The others are not lazy, but they don't work as hard as Yu Yixun.

"Well," Yu Yixun nodded, looking at Fu Xing suspiciously, "Why haven't senior brothers slept yet?"

Fu Xing said with a slight smile: "The weather is so sweltering and hot, I suddenly woke up and wanted to come out to get some air."

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Fu Xing suddenly asked Yu Yixun, "Yixun, how long have you been in Canglingzong?"

Yi Xun was an orphan he picked up by chance when he and his father went on a long trip. He was still a child at that time, and Yi Xun was only four years old.

Yu Yixun frowned, and asked without answering, "Why do you ask this, brother?"

"It's nothing." Fu Xing lowered his eyes, and looked up at Yu Yixun after a while, "Just now when I was walking on this road, I remembered some things from my childhood, it seemed to happen yesterday, but in a blink of an eye You are taller than me."

Yu Yixun pursed his lips when he heard the words, and stared straight at Fu Xing for a while, and when Fu Xing felt inexplicably guilty, Yu Yixun said in a deep voice, "13 years."

It has been 13 years since he was brought back to Yinxian Valley by his senior brother.

13...

Fu Xing narrowed his eyes.

In the 13th year when Yixun arrived at Canglingzong, he was twenty-two, and Yixun was seventeen... Is he reborn?

Fu Xing also couldn't figure out what kind of causal opportunity was triggered before his death, but judging from the current situation, he was indeed reborn, reborn in that era when nothing happened.

"Senior brother?" Seeing that Fu Xing seemed to be in deep thought, but also in a daze, Yu Yixun was puzzled. He called Fu Xing a few times without getting a response, so Yu Yixun raised his hand to touch Fu Xing's cheek. Squeezed, "Brother?"

Fu Xing has been in a daze since he was a child, and when he was in a daze, no matter what Yu Yixun called him, he would ignore him. When Yu Yixun got angry, he would pinch Fu Xing's cheek. Over time, this became a habit, even if they had been estranged from each other for many years. Seeing Fu Xing in a daze for a while, Yu Yixun raised his hand as usual, and only felt something wrong when he pinched Fu Xing's face.

Fu Xing subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, and then came back to his senses, staring at Yu Yixun: "What are you pinching me for?"

Yu Yixun put down his hands and said innocently: "It's senior brother, you ignore me."

Fu Xing retorted speechlessly, and looked at the drenched Yu Yixun, Fu Xing took Yu Yixun's hand, and stuffed the umbrella in Yu Yixun's hand: "Go back quickly, don't catch a cold."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Xing stepped forward and ran past Yu Yixun in the rain.

Yu Yixun stood in place holding an umbrella, the temperature of Fu Xing's palm still remained on the back of his hand.

When he was four years old, there was a flood in his hometown, and his parents died of illness on the way to escape. He, who was with his parents all the time, also contracted the disease. Therefore, although people passing by would feel pity when they saw him, they also felt sorry for him. He just walked away with a sigh, and no one dared to touch him. When he was crying and had no strength to cry any more, it was the senior brother who held his hand and carried him to the suzerain, which saved his life.

Later, homeless, he worshiped the suzerain as his teacher and stayed in Yinxian Valley, but the suzerain had old wounds that had not healed, and he spent most of the year retreating to heal his injuries. At that time, it was the senior brother who pulled him every day He ran around, and the daily training tasks assigned to him by his master were led by his brother to complete one by one.

But since when, he and his brother are no longer inseparable?Since when did he not speak more than a hundred sentences to his senior brother throughout the year?

Yu Yixun suddenly turned around and chased after Fu Xing's residence, but after walking a few steps quickly, Yu Yixun suddenly stopped, pondered for a long time, and returned to his residence.