After the rebirth, the master was forced to collapse

Time passed quickly, Jiang Mu watched as they blatantly brought Wen Xie back to Sanchi Peak, Gu Chuuxue took his pulse with a solemn face, Shen Shuangbai and Nan Fuzi frowned and watched beside him.

As soon as she moved her hand away, Nan Fuzi hurriedly asked: "Junior Sister, how are you?"

Shen Shuangbai also asked in a deep voice: "How did his cultivation become Foundation Establishment?"

Gu Chuixue's expression was complicated: "It's not bad to be able to keep the cultivation of the foundation period, Xiao Xie's knowledge sea and dantian were severely injured, and the golden core was destroyed. I have to guard him these days, at least to save his life first. "

"This..." Nan Fuzi was stunned, "How could this be..."

Gu Chuuxue looked at him: "Eldest brother, I didn't tell you anything else the day Xiao Xie left. Didn't tell you where he went? How did you get into this way?"

Her complexion became more and more ugly, and even her eyes were slightly red: "He looks like this, how can we explain to the younger brother?"

The crowd was silent.

After a long while, Shen Shuangbai also sighed: "I'll stay here for the next few days, brother suzerain doesn't need it, you can investigate what this kid has been doing these days."

Nan Fuzi responded.

Gu Chuuxue put Wen Xie's hand back under the quilt: "I'll make some medicine for him, two senior brothers, you guard him first, if Xiao Xie wakes up, please give him some spiritual power, moisten him first." Touch his dantian."

"You don't need to lose too much. His meridians are completely broken, and there are gaps everywhere. He can't bear too much spiritual power at all."

Naturally, Nan Fuzi and Shen Shuangbai couldn't answer, but Wen Xie had been lying on the bed and hadn't opened his eyes for three or four days.

Nan Fuzi couldn't hold back anymore: "Junior Sister, why is Xiao Xie still awake?"

Gu Chuuxue sighed: "His injury is too serious, even I have no clue now, so I can only wait."

Jiang Mu also sighed, and glanced at the bastard lying on the bed.

This kid is really...

The ability of soul-guiding lamps to gather spirits is just a rumor, no one has ever tried it, so why should he risk his life for this tiny hope?

Fool.

Wen Xie didn't wake up until half a month later. When he opened his eyes, his body tensed up for a moment, and his whole body was on guard. He didn't relax until he found that he had returned to a familiar environment.

The person guarding him was Shen Shuangbai, who was stunned when he saw him open his eyes, then immediately held his hand and gave him spiritual power, "Xiao Xie? How is it?!"

Wen Xie opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, but he could vaguely recognize that he was calling "little master".

Shen Shuangbai didn't notice, and excitedly shouted to Nan Fuzi and Gu Chuixue outside the door: "Senior brother and sister!! Xiao Xie woke up!!"

Then I heard the sound of ping-pong-pong from outside, and Gu Chuixue and Nan Fuzi rushed in.

Gu Chuuxue quickly felt the pulse of his other hand, while ordering Nan Fuzi: "Brother, give Xiao Xie some water."

"Oh!" Nan Fuzi fed him water in a hurry, and asked her quickly: "Junior Sister, how is Xiao Xie now?"

Gu Chuuxue didn't let go of her frown, and after pondering for a while, she let go of Wen Xie's hand, and replied: "There is no danger of life anymore. With this cultivation base, it is definitely impossible to come back, and I can only practice again."

Nan Fuzi and Shen Shuang breathed a sigh of relief together: "That's good."

Comparing cultivation base with fate, fate is naturally more important, and cultivation base can be practiced again, and if life is gone, it is gone.

At this time, Nan Fuzi frowned and looked at Wen Xie: "Xiao Xie, where have you been these days? Who hurt you?"

He became more and more angry as he talked, and finally slapped the table with his palm: "It's great! It's really good!! It's been a long time since my junior brother left. Although my Rin Sword Sect has been seriously injured, there are still people! Such a reckless bastard dares to hurt you so far!!"

"Xiao Xie! Tell me quickly! Uncle Master can go and avenge you!! I, Nan Fuzi, have left my words here. If you don't take revenge, you are not a gentleman!!"

Even Shen Shuangbai, who has always been steady, and Gu Chuuxue, who doesn't like to fight and kill, looked at him with burning eyes. It seemed that as long as he said it, they would go out and fight desperately the next moment.

But Wen Xie, who was lying down, completely ignored their anger, "Master...cough cough!" He coughed for a while as soon as he opened his mouth, and even vomited some bright red blood.

"Xiao Xie!!" Nan Fuzi looked shocked: "Junior Sister, what's going on with him?!"

Doesn't it mean that life is not in serious danger?Why are you still vomiting blood?

Gu Chuuxue gave him his pulse again, and shook his head: "Xiao Xie is weak now, and can't stand stimulation, what do you want to ask, wait until he is better."

"Eldest brother, go and see if the medicine is ready, I'll give him an injection first."

Nan Fuzi answered and hurried out, but was stopped by Wen Xie: "Master... Uncle Master."

Nan Fuzi: "Huh? Xiao Xie?"

Wen Xie coughed a few more times: "There should be my master's blood in the master's gate, right?"

Nan Fuzi thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "You want it? I'll get it later!"

Everyone has already gone, so it's useless to keep blood.

"It's just... why do you want the blood of the little brother?"

The corners of Wen Xie's pale lips raised inaudibly, and he stretched out his hand to touch his storage bag hanging on the head of the bed, his fingertips swayed slightly, and in the next moment, something appeared in his hand. A crystal clear lamp.

The other three people present were stunned at the same time, feeling the abundant spiritual power of the lamp, Gu Chuixue hesitated for a moment and asked, "Xiao Xie, what is this?"

"Soul Lamp," without waiting for Wen Xie's answer, Shen Shuang said in a white voice, followed him and looked at Wen Xie in disbelief, "Did you find this thing these days?!"

It's not that he can't understand, he actually knew the kid's intention the moment he saw the light.

It's just that the effect of this lamp gathering spirits is just a legend, and no one can prove it to be true, not to mention that resurrection from the dead sounds absurd. Became like this? !

It is said that love is the most unreliable thing in this world. Husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they will fly away separately when disaster strikes, not to mention that they are just...

"Soul Lamp?" Gu Chuixue and Nan Fuzi were equally unbelievable.

But seeing that Wen Xie was about to faint again but still insisted on refusing to close his eyes, Nan Fuzi gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go get the little brother's blood later."

Hearing his words, Wen Xie felt relieved, and finally closed his eyes again.

Gu Chuuxue couldn't believe it: "Brother, it's fine for Wen Xie to be ignorant and fooling around, that's the thing that connects me the most with Junior Brother, so you also follow—"

"Junior Sister," Nan Fuzi calmed down at this moment, "I know what you mean, but look, this is Xiao Xie's last hope."

His voice lowered: "This is also... the last hope of my junior brother."

Although there is little hope of that.

Jiang Mu's mood was a little more stable at this time, he sat next to "myself", this space excluded him, he didn't feel cold, and his fingers tapped his knees once and for all.

He had to find a way to break this illusion.

He and Wen Xie have been stuck here for a long time, and what's more, Wen Xie is just repeating the painful memories of those years, so he has to get out quickly.

That is, he can't touch anything else now, how can he break this illusion?

In fact, it is easy to break the illusion. Here, all the pain of Wen Xie comes from "him" lying here. As long as this corpse is destroyed, the illusion will naturally be broken, but the difficulty lies in the He couldn't touch anything else himself, but Wen Xie and the others were eager to confess the corpse, how could they destroy it.

Headache.

Nan Fuzi's movements were quick, and the soul-inducing lamp was quickly lit, and Wen Xie gradually got better under Gu Chuuxue's meticulous care.

As soon as he recovered, he drove Gu Chuuxue and the others back. Now, only him and his master were left on Sanchi Peak.

Jiang Mu looked at him as before, cooking medicine by himself, feeding the "Master" after the meal was ready, and staring at his dead body when he was free, he didn't live like a normal person.

However, the matter of breaking the illusion has made some progress.

I don't know if it's because of the soul-inducing lamp, but Jiang Mu found that this fantasy world was more accommodating to him. Sometimes he could even move some small things with all his strength.

He has been training consciously these days, and up to now, in fact, he reckons that exhausting his whole body's spiritual power should be able to destroy his corpse in one fell swoop.

He hasn't moved yet, just waiting for Wen Xie's negligence.

With his current ability, it was almost impossible to destroy the corpse under Wen Xie's nose. Maybe Wen Xie felt his spiritual power before he started, so he could only wait for him to be gone.

But the problem is, these days, he watched Wen Xie stick to his corpse every step of the way, even the decoction had to stare at "him", waiting for him to be gone would be as difficult as heaven.

But while it's impossible, it's not impossible.

Finally one day, Wen Xie went out.

He poured out the wine stored on the Sanchi Peak one jar a day for "Jiang Mu", and he wanted to go down the mountain to buy wine.

Before leaving, he was also afraid that something might go wrong, so he deliberately set up a barrier beside "his master"'s bed, but he didn't expect that Jiang Mu, who wanted to make trouble, hadn't been fully recognized by this illusion, so this barrier would naturally Just can't stop him.

He didn't soften his heart, he directly pulled out the Dian Cang sword, and with a wave of the sword, a sword energy that contained the spiritual power of his whole body swept towards the corpse.

Wen Xie had just stepped out of the small courtyard, and felt a palpitation in his heart, and immediately ran back when he felt something was wrong.

But he was one step too late.

"Master——!"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the sword energy sweeping towards "his master", his pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to block in front of the corpse before he had time to think about it.

But he was only at the foundation building stage, how could he be able to stop it, he could only watch the corpse being torn apart by the sword energy.

He was trembling all over, reaching out his hands in vain to grab something, but there was nothing.

"Master!!! Don't——!!!"

His face was full of tears, but he could only kneel on the ground weakly, staring blankly at the empty Xuanbing bed, calling his master's name over and over again: "Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu, Shepherd..."

Jiang Mu stood behind him, waiting for the surrounding space to collapse before he took a step forward, subconsciously reached out and patted the kid on the head.

"Stupid or not, don't cry."