The old Gong who died for the world is back

Xiao Youci had another dream.

Since Lingchuan's seal was broken, he has often dreamed.

But this time, he didn't dream of his senior brother who was rotten and his eyeballs fell out. Instead, he dreamed of many years ago, when his senior brother had just returned from training at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Zhiyan became famous at a young age. He went down the mountain to practice at the age of 12, and he has been away for ten years.

When he came back, Xiao Youci was already eight years old.

Before Jiang Zhiyan came back, Xiao Youci lived on the top of Tianxuan Peak, rarely went down the mountain, and his master Jiang Helai brought food up personally, but Jiang Helai was still the head of Linxian Sect, busy with affairs, I spend very little time with him, most of the time, Xiao Youci stays alone on the top of the mountain.

It is very cold on Tianxuan Peak, only one month of the year is spring, and other times, it is either windy or snowing.

A child staying in such a lonely place would naturally be lonely. At that time, Xiao Youci was still full of eating, drinking and having fun, and his biggest dream was to go down the mountain to play with his brothers from other peaks.

He sneaked down a few times and found that everyone was not very enthusiastic about him. Later, he gradually lost interest and hid on the mountain and didn't like to go out.

But Jiang Helai was afraid that he would not know how to get along with people when he grew up, so he forced him to the Tianxuan Peak Presbyterian Hall at the foot of the mountain and asked him to study with other disciples of similar age. If you go out, you will be ridiculed.

But Xiao Youci's talent was mediocre, and the master couldn't pronounce a word after repeated teaching three or four times. The ordinary master who was over fifty years old would always hit his palm with a ruler when he was beaten. One day, Xiao Youci couldn't take it anymore, so he pushed his master away and ran away.

He felt extremely wronged, he didn't know how he offended these people, made them hate him, alienate him, and laugh at him.

He didn't tell others that since he was a child, he has been extremely sensitive to the evil thoughts of others. When those people laughed at him, the mocking voice in their hearts was transmitted through their bodies.

"This is the closed disciple of the head. I heard that the head has worked hard for hundreds of years for him. What about the pure spirit body? You are not a fool, but you don't even know a word."

"I heard that he was born a wicked person, very bad. I don't think he was born a wicked person, but a born stupid person."

"So stupid, and I don't know why the head master likes him. It's not surprising that the senior brother is so beautiful and beautiful, and he can be worshiped by the head master. How did this idiot get into the head's eye?"

"I'm afraid it's not because he lost his parents when he was young, so I feel sorry for him."

"Forget it, anyway, I'm just a fool who won't be able to make it through the rest of his life."

Those voices haunted him, and reading gave him a headache. He had already run far away from the school, but he could still hear them.

Xiao Youci's eyes were red, and hatred was born in his heart. He wanted them to shut up, and if they didn't shut up, he would kill them all!

At this moment, he bumped into someone, the person let out an "ouch", but he didn't back up, instead, Xiao Youci was so shocked that he took a few steps back.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the man stretched out his hand to grab it, and Xiao Youci fell into a warm embrace.

The voice in his ear disappeared, the redness in the corners of his eyes slowly faded, Xiao Youci raised his head in a daze, and then saw the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his life.

It was a young man in his 20s, his face was between that of a teenager and an adult man, his facial features were handsome, with the clarity of a teenager and the stability of an adult man, he was like a bright moon in the sky, and like a threesome in the forest. Yue Chunfeng, with a pair of black eyes, seems to hide a hundred thousand stars in the sky.

At this moment, the eyes that were brewing with a hundred thousand stars were quietly watching Xiao Youci, and Xiao Youci's panicked face was reflected in the pupils.

Xiao Youci froze for a moment, then pushed the young man away.

He panicked, "Who are you?"

The young man smiled, and the sword Hua Lunong on his waist was shining brightly: "My name is Jiang Zhiyan."

Jiang Helai's chief disciple, Jiang Zhiyan.

Xiao Youci panicked even more, he stumbled and said, "Master, senior brother..."

There are many people in Linxianmen called Senior Brother Jiang Zhiyan, but Jiang Zhiyan recognized Xiao Youci immediately, he tilted his head to look at Xiao Youci for a while, and smiled: "So it is Senior Brother Youci, I just came from the mountain Come back, walk in a hurry, didn’t crash, right?”

Xiao Youci stood in front of him, unable to hear any distracting thoughts in his heart, his person was like the wind in this mountain forest, gentle and transparent.

But how can there be people who don't have a trace of dirt in their hearts, Xiao Youci didn't believe it, and took a few steps back.

But at this time, the master from the school chased him out. He was about to hit Xiao Youci's palm with a ruler, but he froze when he saw Jiang Zhiyan.

Jiang Zhiyan bowed his hands to salute the master, but the master didn't appreciate it at all. He has only been here for three years, and he doesn't even know this chief disciple who has been down the mountain for ten years.

The master pointed at Xiao Youci and Jiang Zhiyan with a ruler: "Get out of the way, he escaped from the school, I will punish him."

Xiao Youci was afraid of his master, so he had already walked around behind Jiang Zhiyan, a small one lying on his right leg, his little hand was tightly clutching the hem of his clothes.

He was clearly terrified just now, when he heard that he was Jiang Zhiyan, he took several steps back.

The corner of Jiang Zhiyan's lips curled up into a smile, and he said to the master: "I am Jiang Zhiyan, the chief disciple of Linxian Sect. My junior brother will lend me a loan, first show me a way, wait for me to meet the master, and then hand him over to you for punishment, okay?"

He smiled like a spring breeze, with such an identity, he said such words.

How could the master refuse, before he could answer, the disciples from the school behind him ran out one after another, gathered around Jiang Zhiyan, and pushed him out.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyan was surrounded by other disciples, Xiao Youci let go of Jiang Zhiyan's lapel. He knew that the senior brother was very popular in the school, and he was very different from him.

But before he could leave, a warm hand grabbed his wrist, and he was hugged.

Jiang Zhiyan took out his sword, Hua Lunong, and smiled at him: "Junior brother, hold on firmly."

He looked steady and gentle, this smile revealed a little mischievousness of a teenager, and the next moment, Xiao Youci was hugged and jumped onto the flying sword, and the flying sword flew in the wind, messing up his hair.

This was the first time for Xiao Youci to ride the flying sword. Even though he was held in someone's arms and the wind was blowing in his ears, he still trembled in fear.

After landing, he nestled in Jiang Zhiyan's arms, refusing to raise his head.

This junior brother is also too young, still very thin, small, soft, weightless, not like a human being, but like a small furry animal.

Jiang Zhiyan glanced down, and before he could speak, he heard someone say in front of him: "He is only eight years old, you take him with a sword, and you don't give him a wind-shielding talisman."

Jiang Zhiyan was taken aback for a moment, with a little surprise in his eyes: "Master!"

On the high platform, Jiang He came to stand in the wind, and his robes fluttered in the slightly noisy wind at the top of Tianxuan Peak——

Then, Xiao Youci woke up.

The last scene in the dream was fixed on the side face of Jiang Zhiyan who he saw in Jiang Zhiyan's arms in surprise.

Jiang Zhiyan in the dream was still very young, and he didn't show his emotions so easily as he did later—of course, the so-called not expressing his emotions easily was only in front of outsiders. Jiang Zhiyan had always been so frank in front of his master and him.

Gentlemen are magnanimous, only Xiao Youci, a villain, dare not let others know what he is thinking.

Xiao Youci's condition is a bit bad.

He woke up, but his body didn't listen, his whole body hurt, especially his waist, it felt like someone had cut him in half.

He waited for a while, feeling a little better, still unable to move, but he could feel the heat and cold, his lower body seemed to be soaked in cold water, and the soles of his feet were icy and aching, but also a little hot.

He vaguely remembered that he was sucked in by the spiritual power of the collapse of the illusion, and he should have come out of the illusion by now, but he didn't know where he was thrown when he was unconscious.

Without cultivation base, it is really troublesome.

In less than a month, he actually fell into a coma twice.

Xiao Youci hated the feeling of not being able to control his body, and gradually clenched his fingers into an irritable fist.

Not yet, it hasn't recovered yet.

Xiao Youci could only suppress his irritability, and waited for his body to recover. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt an itch on his face, as if someone was scratching his face with hair. Xiao Youci He opened his eyes suddenly and scolded, "Who?"

The body broke free from the feeling of being bound at once, Xiao Youci sat up, panting heavily.

All right.

There seemed to be some frightened little animal beside him, and it fell into the water and whimpered. Xiao Youci lowered his head and saw a five or six-year-old doll lying on his lap, with innocent eyes wide open. eyes looking at him.

Xiao Youci: "..."

Almost immediately he reached out, grabbed the child by the throat, and lifted him from the ground.

He asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The child was so strangled by him that he couldn't breathe, his little hands were tightly wrapped around his arms, and his two short legs were struggling desperately.

In his hand, a dry fluffy grass fell to the ground, it was the thing he used to scratch Xiao Youci's face just now.

This is an ordinary mortal child, as long as he exerts a little force, his breath will be cut off and he will disappear from this world.

And when he pinched him, Xiao Youci also noticed something else, for example, the linen shirt the child was wearing was rotten, covered with blood, some were dry and black, but he himself was not injured , the skin is fair, and it looks good, like a porcelain doll.

Another example... This child is a pure spirit body.

It was the one he was looking for, the pure spirit body.

Xiao Youci frowned.

He threw the child out with his hands, and the child fell into the water, choking and coughing, but he was not afraid of Xiao Youci, instead he moved closer and showed him a smiling face: "Brother...hug..."

Xiao Youci frowned even deeper. He put one hand on the child's forehead, not letting him move forward, and said in a deep voice, "Answer me, who are you?"

The child who was stopped by Xiao Youci was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He held his finger and started to chew it. After drooling, he raised his head in a daze: "Yan... Yan..."

This stuttering caused Xiao Youci a headache, he pushed the child away and was about to leave, but he heard the child happily say: "Yan Tong!"

In the past, Jiang Zhiyan was walking in the mortal world, and people gave him the word "Fengchu", and the Phoenix chick lived in the tung tree.