Heart yearning

in the beauty until death.

The spirit stone emits a dim purple light.

The disciples looked at each other worriedly.

"Could the uncle be haunted by a dream?"

"What should I do? If the uncle is still unwilling to wake up tomorrow, then he may not be able to wake up in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense! Shi Shu Ji Ren has his own aura, so he will be fine."

"The muscles and bones of these hands have been completely destroyed. I'm afraid I won't be able to lift things anymore. Brother, do you want to report this to Master?"

As everyone knows, their words were all heard by Chun Gu who happened to come to fetch medicine for Lin Zhan.

He pushed open the door, and the disciple saw him as if seeing a life-saving straw, "Elder brother!"

"Now go and explain the situation to the master immediately." Chun Gu pointed to the leading disciple, "Don't disturb other people, especially Zi Ying, understand?

Ziying has always been a girl's home.

Mind is naturally more sentimental than their men.

He was afraid that if Ziying found out, she would be sad for a while.

Chi Mang followed his disciples to the clinic.

He was still playing with the spirit bead that stored the soul of Quercus japonica in his hand.

Although Chun Gu has never been in love, he knows the truth that to untie the bell, one must tie it.After he finished his salute, he led a group of disciples out, leaving time for the two of them to be alone.

The soul and soul of the Lingzhu returned to its original owner, but Quercus still had no intention of waking up.

Chi Mang bit his finger, blood dripped on his forehead, and he quickly cast a spell in his mouth.

After a while, his soul came out of his body, turning into a beam of light and entering the other party's dream.

"Congratulations, big brother!"

"Eldest brother's last sword, it is almost impossible for the opponent to recover."

"Let them Luoyingzong brag about their sect's swordsmanship all day long!"

When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by countless disciples.

Fallen Kings?

Chi Mang looked around and thought for a long time before he remembered, wasn't this the day 200 years ago, when he was the chief disciple of Lintian Immortal Palace to fight against Luo Yingzong, and then returned victoriously?

How could there be such a day in Akira's dream?

He pushed away the people in front of him, searched everywhere, and finally saw the oak tree sweeping the floor in another courtyard.

At that time, Akira was not as unscrupulous as it is now, he timidly avoided the disciples who came and went, and his unkempt hair covered his face in a mess.But if you look carefully, you can still see a bit of beauty.

He just stared at the person until the other person noticed that someone was looking at him, and followed his line of sight curiously.

Before Chi Mang could react, his legs walked over involuntarily.

Then say.

"Excuse me for interrupting, but this junior brother, can I make friends with you?"

A simple sentence successfully evoked the memory of the details.

No wonder this day appeared in Akira's dream. This was the first time they chatted face to face.

It may be that there are too many eyes following.

Akira seemed too frightened to speak, and lowered his head very unnaturally, and did not answer him for a long time.

what's next?

Careful, he saw that Quercus japonica had been flipping through some rotten books, and said, "Junior brother is so smart, it's a pity to clean it here."

In this way, they became friends that no one was optimistic about.

The flattering disciples said that the senior brother has a kind heart, and he is so kind to a trash disciple.

In fact, only Chi Mang knows best.

His approach was premeditated.

He recognized those books as ancient books related to drug refining.

The sect basically focuses on swordsmanship, and few disciples are interested in this aspect. Moreover, those few ancient books are not very understandable.

So he felt that from the beginning.

Either it was Akira pretending to be a mediocre person with no knowledge of martial arts and insufficient aptitude, and pretended to come to Tianxian Palace to inquire about information.

Or...he is actually a very talented person, but he just didn't look in the right direction.

Chi Mang is absent-mindedly doing what he did 200 years ago.

He didn't expect that the man was reluctant to leave the dreamland, because he was obsessed with the time when they first met and couldn't extricate himself.

Until Qianli learned how to kiss him last time.

A slap completely shattered his dream.

In the dream he didn't feel pain, but this time it seemed like he felt a burning pain.

"Have you had enough trouble? You have a great time playing these boring things."

The man was still smiling one second, and changed into a frightened expression in the next second.

"Teacher, brother?"

Familiar indifference, familiar impatience, and familiar... disgust.

Perhaps a beautiful dream will degenerate people's minds.

He didn't realize that this time his senior brother was more ruthless than before.

Unable to restrain the trembling on his shoulders, he subconsciously distanced himself.

"I guess you've forgotten who you are."

Chimang was just a look, and a strong sense of oppression came over his face, making his voice tremble. He carefully looked at his senior brother's expression, and apologized at a loss.

"I... I didn't expect it to be Senior Brother, I thought it was a dream... I didn't mean to offend Senior Brother."

"It seems that you did this to me many times in your dreams."

Chi Li didn't dare to raise his head, he was afraid of seeing his senior brother's expression.

"I'm sorry, what should I do to make my brother feel less uncomfortable?"

"Are you afraid of me?"

Chi Mang pinches his chin, forcing him to look at him.

"Not afraid."

He shook his head obediently, paused for a moment, felt that he could not express what he meant, and then explained: "I am not afraid of senior brother, I am afraid that senior brother will be unhappy."

"I'm very sorry about the Qijue Valley incident. If I hadn't been self-willed and smart, I wouldn't have put you and my brothers in danger. I'm sorry... I am a beast that harms others and myself, and I don't deserve to live in this world."

"I will go back and accept all punishment."

"I don't ask Brother to forgive me."

"If I can calm down my brother, I can do anything."

## 28

28.

Quercus japonica struggled to wake up from the suffocation, and the precious spirit stones scattered all over the ground, making a crisp sound of falling jade beads.

He propped up his upper body, sat on the bed panting with lingering fear.

Chi Mang threw out a piece of talisman paper, which quickly transformed into a string of black spells, which were deeply branded on the back of Akira's hand.

"Disciple Cui Li, because of the crimes of leaving the palace privately and colluding with outsiders, will be removed from his status as a disciple from now on, and will be reduced to a sinner in Lintian Immortal Palace."

The disciples outside showed expressions of pity.

Quercus japonica, however, was ecstatic, his eyes couldn't help revealing the radiance of autumn water, like a pearl being dizzy.

Originally thinking that his senior brother would drive him away, he was prepared to obsess over him to the end, and even thought of countless escape routes.

I didn't expect to just remove a dispensable title.

To him, becoming a sinner was nothing more than changing his identity and continuing to stay by his brother's side to atone for his sins.This is not a punishment, but a reward in disguise.

It doesn't matter what it is.

The important thing is to be able to be with the seniors.

He looked at the brand mark on the back of his hand and couldn't help but kiss it.

With a pious and serious expression, it seems that a believer who has been suppressed for a long time, after sincerely believing in him day and night, finally has the opportunity to gain a little mercy from the gods.

"Thank you, brother."

Chi Mang's unattractive face turned even colder, "Go to the sect master and kneel and copy the sect rules a thousand times before you come back and see me!"

"Brother, don't be angry, I'll go...to write."

He wasn't too overwhelmed with joy.

The kite-shouldered lamb crawled out on his knees, his knees pressed against the spirit stone, leaving a faint red mark.

The head order is placed in the meditation hall.

Every single word of the gate rules has long been memorized by Ciqian.He used to always do wrong things because he was too stupid, and his master often punished him to copy the rules of the school.Even after so many years, he still remembers it in his heart.

In Qijue Valley, those people broke his tendons, making him unable to lift heavy objects from now on.But now, the brush landed on the rice paper, every word was correct and powerful, as if pouring all his emotions into it, and it was impossible to see that his hands were injured.

or.

It is a respect for the sect and the master.

Although Master always neglected him, in fact, leaving him a homeless child and raising him is considered luckier than many people.So he has always been content and never felt that Master was partial.

But such a sensible person.

But he treated his benevolent master cruelly.

He couldn't refuse the temptation. Between his brother and his master, he chose the former.

Quli firmly believes that there will be retribution in this world.

There are too many people he has sorry for, and it may not be enough to spend the rest of his life to repent in the third life.If the current life is not a little more difficult, how can I face Master after death.

Fortunately, he did it alone.

He didn't ask God to forgive him, and he was destined to go to hell.

All he wanted was for his brother to be safe.

No one lights the lamps at night, I don't know if it is done deliberately or because they are afraid of disturbing the rest of the dead souls of the ancestors.

The wind lifted the veil intentionally or unintentionally, and the bright moonlight poured in quietly, before falling on the doorman's order, half of it was divided by the dancing tree shadow.

Akira put down his pen, turned his sore wrist, and knelt down to his unconscious knees, which was an indescribable torment.

While relaxing, he saw two depressions in the floor.

It must be that the disciples specially came to seek the protection of the ancestors and respected masters before ascension.I knelt so many times that I left traces on the floor.

The world worships God.

I don't know if it's for peace of mind, or for my own selfish desires.

"What about you?"

A white shadow flashed in front of him, floated around, and finally stopped above the head order.

Seeing that he had the same face as himself, Akira thought it was a hallucination, until it grinned, was startled, and almost got up and ran away.

But at the critical moment, he still didn't forget his senior brother's words.

No matter how afraid I am, I have to kneel down and copy the door rules.

"You don't like this?" Bai Ying stared at him thoughtfully, then turned around and turned into Chi Mang