Bai Yueguang, who became a boss after escaping from death

When Xia Yingxian and the others rushed back to the sect, the interior was almost in chaos.

When the elders saw that their uncle had returned, their eyes lit up first, but when they looked back, they couldn't see Qiu Zhaoye's figure, and they immediately dimmed.

Seeing this, Xia Yingxian said coldly: "The suzerain has something important to do, so I can't come back for the time being." When he said that, he took his seat on the first seat of the meeting hall without hesitation, quite like a suzerain.

Everyone was taken aback when they saw this, but when they thought about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing wrong. The elders in the sect knew the identity of this person, and it seemed that there was not much difference between him and the suzerain?

Although he looks like a teenager, his aura is not inferior to the power of Huashenqi, and he ordered straight to the point: "The Law Enforcement Hall is responsible for investigating the disciples in the sect, and all the demon seeds in the body will be imprisoned." The sound sheet of the spell was distributed to everyone.

"The deacon's hall collects the missing persons in the towns and cities under its jurisdiction, and requires the local guards to report them one by one, and no one is allowed to be missed."

"Yufengtang investigates the situation of the towns under his jurisdiction, temporarily closes all major traffic routes, and prohibits foreigners from entering, so as to prevent the spies controlled by the demon from mixing in. The other churches will assist from the side."

He said to himself, with a serious expression, deduced and prepared for all possible situations.

Pei Muzhi and the others were astonished. In the past, they only thought that this master and uncle was devoted to Gu Jingyu, as if he was a love brain, but now he saw that he had completely changed his personality.

The elders reported the current situation of the sect one by one, only to realize that compared with other sects, the situation of Jianzong is very good, because the prohibition order was issued early, and there are not many people under the control of the magic song.

The surrounding sects sent another call for help, and Shan Zhenren showed distress: "We are already exhausted just dealing with the people in our sect and the towns under our jurisdiction, and we really have no time to take care of others."

"I heard that some sects are too busy to take care of themselves. It is good enough to lock the disciples with formations. The fear is that the lurking puppets are hard to guard against, so the people in the towns and cities under their jurisdiction can only be left alone."

"Qi Sect's realm is even worse. The whole city has disappeared, and not a single person has been seen."

Some elders muttered: "It is said to destroy Penglai Island, but right now we are short of manpower. I'm afraid we won't be able to get there, and we will be overwhelmed by the black puppets first."

Although the words were light, they still spread to everyone's ears, and some people echoed, "All the immortal sects were very powerful before, but now, there are very few sects willing to fight. The first said that they were about to subdue the demons. The disciples were reduced to puppets and immediately flinched."

"That's nothing to do. Just dealing with the controlled disciples in the sect is exhausted. How can there be any energy left?"

Everyone talked a lot, felt that the situation was severe and difficult to deal with, and gradually became negative.

Seeing this, Xia Yingxian immediately scolded: "My Sword Sect is the number one sect in the Central Territory, and everyone present here is the leader of the Immortal Sect. One side is so powerful, how can we mess up before the battle begins?"

After being scolded like this, everyone immediately stopped discussing, restrained their breath involuntarily, and bowed their heads to listen to the training.

Seeing that the reprimand had taken effect, in order to calm people's hearts, he said again: "You don't have to worry, the Sovereign already has countermeasures against Penglai Island."

"Furthermore, Ji's family in the upper domain is remote and the least affected. Ji Wushuang will also lead the crowd to crusade. We are not fighting alone. What are you worried about?"

This time everyone was reassured, Shan Zhenren bowed his head and said yes, "We will bear in mind the teachings of my uncle." Then he said to the other elders: "Although the various factions in the Central Region have been greatly affected, there are many brave men who are not afraid of hardships. , At that time, my Jianzong and the Shangyu Ji family will carry the banner of punishment, and I believe there will be many sectarians joining the conquest team."

Xia Yingxian nodded, and simplified the incantation combined with the score into a spell that even low-level monks could drive, and ordered everyone to distribute and spread it, so as to identify people with demon seeds in their bodies.

However, within half a day, the entire Central Territory has been popularized through communication, which is considered to have solved the problem of identifying the demon species.

But this is not enough. Many disciples affected by the magic song in the sect were imprisoned by the formation. He went to the prison in person. He wanted to imitate Qiu Zhaoye and cut off the puppet threads in the disciples' sea of ​​consciousness, but he tried many times. It doesn't work.

He raised his eyes to see the flashing spiritual light in his palm, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his cultivation continued to regress, and now he only has the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan.

Even if he knew the method to expel the demon seeds, and his mental power was strong enough, but because he couldn't mobilize enough spiritual power to motivate him, it was all futile in the end.

He suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration.

His cultivation base can only retreat but not advance, and may even be completely lost in the end, so what qualifications does he have to stand by Ah Yu's side?

Even in the future, relying on this puppet body with its natural spiritual power, compared with ordinary people, it will be able to maintain the foundation establishment stage without training, but that's all.

The first foundation building is like an ant in front of Mahayana Tianzun.

A sense of despair swept over his body, and even made him feel icy cold.

It was already late at night, but the sect was still brightly lit, and people were busy checking out the disciples who had demon seeds in their bodies for several days.

After he taught the method to several elders of the God Transformation Realm, he left dejectedly.

He felt weak all over, his legs were like lead, and he couldn't breathe. He was always as light as a swallow, but now he could only walk back step by step like a mortal.Before reaching the Lingxu Cave, he heard a clear voice from behind him: "Brother."

He turned around and saw Yu'er running towards him.

The child was still clutching the little bird woven from bamboo strips tightly, panting as he ran, his cheeks flushed brightly on his porcelain-white face.

As soon as he got close to him, he staggered and fell forward. He quickly supported the child with his eyesight and hands.

The child's body temperature was high, and he became feverish from running. He suddenly felt a warm little thing fall into his arms, and instantly dispelled the chill all over his body.

He straightened the child, bent down and touched the ground on one knee, and said softly, "What's wrong? There are so many people here, why don't you stay in the yard?"

The Lingxu Cave where he lived was too cold for ordinary people to bear, so he arranged the child in an outer courtyard.

Right now, the entire sect is extremely busy with removing the disciple's demon seed, so no one has time to take care of the child.

"Yu'er...can I sleep with my brother?" The child pinched the little bird nervously with his tender fingers, and said fumblingly, "Mother... Mother is not here, so I can't sleep..."

Xia Yingxian's eyes stayed on the little bird, and the light in his eyes became softer for a moment.

He remembered that when he was a child, he went down the mountain with his senior brothers in the deacon's hall to buy, and Ayu followed closely behind and insisted on going down the mountain together, and complained why the master didn't let him go for such a fun thing.

"Brother, look, I like to move, but you like to be quiet. Shouldn't I be allowed to do the shopping? Master must be confused." Gu Jingyu curled his lips, showing dissatisfaction.

"Stop talking nonsense." He felt amused, with a reprimanding tone on his mouth, but his hand was not loosening Gu Jingyu's wrist, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, the other party would run away and disappear.

After going down the mountain, it really turned into Gu Jingyu running around in the market, with him chasing after him.

Before a small stall, the figure in the black shirt stopped.

He followed up and saw Gu Jingyu staring straight at the stall owner's hands, those hands were very dexterous and fast weaving with bamboo strips, and within a short time he weaved all kinds of toys, like It's bamboo balls, praying mantises, dragonflies, and swallows fluttering their wings.

"Ah Yu likes it?" He took out his wallet and said, "But the spirit stones given by Master are limited, so you only need one."

Gu Jingyu nodded slowly, his eyes still resting on the skillful hands of the stall owner, and he sincerely praised: "He is so powerful."

Without spiritual power, without relying on machinery, a pair of calloused hands can actually create lifelike vegetation, insects and fish.

The stall owner smiled modestly, "It's just a matter of making a living with craftsmanship, not as powerful as the Xianjia."

Gu Jingyu shook his head and said very seriously: "No, you are much better than me."

He saw that Gu Jingyu's eyes were shining, and his dark eyes seemed to be dotted with sparks.His eyes roamed around the dazzling array of bamboo strip toys, and finally fixed on the swallow that was about to soar high, and then took off the bamboo stick that fixed the swallow, "Just it."

After Gu Jingyu finished speaking, he took the Lingshi from him, and when he was about to hand it over, the stall owner quickly put down the work in his hands, stood up and took it with his hands in his hands.

This is the instinctive awe that mortals treat monks, which is nothing unusual at all.Most of the monks at most cast a glance, or nodded, and put the spirit stone into the opponent's palm with their own hands, which is considered polite.

Gu Jingyu originally wanted to put the spirit stone on the booth, but when he saw the other party's action, he paused, and solemnly put the spirit stone into the opponent's palm with both hands, "Thank you."

The stall owner was obviously a little surprised, and nodded his thanks repeatedly.

He was born in a family, and he had never seen a monk so respectful to a mortal. He looked at Gu Jingyu with a hint of surprise.

Gu Jingyu didn't notice his expression, but contentedly supported the swallow, turned his head again, and was attracted by other stalls.

He stood still for a while, and heard the stall owner beside him smile at Gu Jingyu's disappearing figure, and sighed softly, "This little fairy is good-looking and a good person, and he will be blessed in the future. "

His thoughts were called back by the child's brother again, so he nodded, "Okay." When he said that, he picked up the child with one arm and walked slowly towards the Lingxu Cave.

The child sat sideways in his arms, with the bird in his hand pressed against his chest, and finally he couldn't help asking, "Why do you always hold it?"

"Mother made this up for me." The child sobbed after speaking, and burst into tears, "I miss Mother."

Xia Yingxian was at a loss and froze in place.

The whole sect was busy, and he couldn't find anyone to help coax the child for a while, but the child's cries became louder and louder, which made him upset. Remembering the situation when the wet nurse coaxed him when he was a child, he followed the example, Stiffly patted the child's back, opened his mouth, and spit out: "Hey, don't cry, I will help you find your mother."

I don't know if it was his stiff technique or his words had an effect, the child blinked blankly, choked again, looked straight into his eyes, and finally stopped crying.

Seeing this, he was afraid that Yu'er would cry again, so he rushed straight to the Lingxu Cave with his sword.

He lit several fire formulas and lit the entire four walls of the cave before sending the child in.

The child was immediately attracted by this blessed place, feeling strange, wiped away his tears and began to explore.He let out a long breath of relief.

Until Yu'er said, "Brother, it's so hot." When she said that, she still pulled the lapel of her shirt.

Practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, and don't feel much when it's cold or hot, especially him, who has practiced in the cold pool all year round, and his body's perception of cold and heat is much slower than that of ordinary monks.So he didn't notice at all that the cave had almost turned into a steamer at this time.

He realized that the fire was overheated, he pinched out a few flames, and asked Yu'er again, "Is it better?"

The child's red face cooled down, nodded, and sighed softly.

Xia Yingxian patted the child on the back, pointed to the stone bed in the cave and said, "Go to sleep."

When the child saw the hard and bare stone bed along his fingers, he ran over and climbed up with hands and feet.

After climbing up out of breath, he lay down on his side again, frowning immediately.

"Brother...too hard."

His heart softened, and he wanted to find a cushion in the ring, but found nothing. Finally, after thinking about it, he found several clothes, piled them together on the stone bed, patted the clothes and said to the child: " Lie here."

The child rolled over and buried his face in his clothes. He suddenly took a deep breath, raised his head and said to Xia Yingxian, "Brother's clothes smell so good, like the smell of pine branches soaked in dew in the morning."

He was taken aback for a moment, as if he saw the ten-year-old A Yu pillowing on his lap, pulling his lapel with great satisfaction and inhaling, "Senior brother's clothes smell so good." When he said that, he sat up and said curiously: "Senior brother Incense it?"

"Didn't it be said that women only smoke incense?"

He patted the other person on the head, smiled lightly and said, "Where is it?"

After the monks have finished body training and enter the Qi training period, when the turbid Qi in the body is exhausted, it will naturally emit a delicate fragrance. Sometimes the smell is different according to the different methods of practice.

It's just that Ayu is sleepy, and likes agarwood in the house, so he covers up his own very faint smell.

When I was a child, Ayu liked to sleep with his arm on his head. Later, when he grew up, Ayu stopped being so close to him, as if a layer of barrier had been added out of thin air, and his physical contact became less and less. Not even holding hands.

He sometimes doesn't understand why Ah Yu can go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire for him and do things that ordinary people can't do, but at the same time treat him as if he is at arm's length, and always maintain a distance between his brothers and sisters.

He clearly saw the unusual gaze towards him from the other party's eyes, which was different from looking at others, but he just couldn't get any cross-line moves in Ayu's behavior, as if he was restrained by something.

He sometimes doubts whether it is his own illusion, whether A Yu doesn't love him, but he is acting passionately.

Until that night, when the other party tampered with the thirteen strokes of Chongling and pointed at him with a sword, he saw the throbbing in those eyes, as if in the still time, his magnified perception could almost hear the beating of their hearts.

The non-overlapping heartbeats of the two gradually became consistent, and gradually, the chaotic heartbeats merged into one, turning into a jumping, thumping sound.

As if confirming the guess that made him palpitate for him, he heard Ah Yu say the phrase "flying feathers chasing the night", and he finally understood that he didn't care too much, and that Ah Yu really loved him.

It wasn't until a long time later that he realized that Ah Yu, like him, was constrained by an invisible force, unable to do many things.

He was extremely sad when he got this answer, even a little resentful. He couldn't understand why the law of heaven is so unfair, but two people who love each other can't be together?Why?

But as time passed, he became relieved again, so what's the matter?As long as you can see Ah Yu, as long as you can stay by the other party's side, knowing that the other party loves you too, that's enough, isn't it?

Until things got out of hand.

He hates Qiu Zhaoye, but he hates this ridiculous world even more. He doesn't need cultivation or ascension. What he needs is to smash the laws of heaven and drive away all the forces that hinder him. He wants his Ah Yu back.

Then he did.

No, Qiu Zhaoye did it.

When Qiu Zhaoye was about to pull the world to its end, that power succumbed and disappeared.

Then, they started a boundless, endless journey to find Ayu.

Now that Ayu is back, his mission has been completed, what is the meaning of his existence?

At some point, Yu'er had turned over and walked up to him, gently tugged at the hem of his clothes and said, "Brother, why are you crying?"

He was a little puzzled, and raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, only to find that his hands were warm and moist.So he wiped his face with the back of his hands and cuffs, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay." When he said that, he patted the other person's head, "Go to sleep."

Yu'er stretched out a pair of immature arms towards him, "Brother, I can't reach it."

He bowed in doubt and squatted down, "What's wrong?"

After saying that, I saw the child put his toes on his toes and hugged his neck tightly, imitating the adult's appearance and patting his back with immature hands, "Don't cry, don't cry, the pain flew away."

He was taken aback for a moment, but saw the child repeated several times as if chanting a spell, and then let go. He stared at the big eyes and said very seriously: "Is it not hurting anymore?"

"Every time I bumped, my mother always said so, and the pain will soon disappear."

He smiled helplessly, nodded and said, "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore."

After speaking, he picked up the child and put it back on the stone bed. He sat cross-legged, let the child lean on his lap, and patted the immature shoulder and said: "Brother is not sleepy, you sleep on your pillow."

He changed his name unconsciously.

In fact, his knees and legs were not soft, but fortunately the child was so sleepy after staying up for half the night, he fell asleep in a daze after a while.

He looked at the child's sleeping face, and said to himself: "Ayu... If I'm gone from now on, will you think of me?"

He didn't expect to get an answer to these words, but after a while, he heard the child clutching his clothes tightly in his sleep, and blurted out a sentence: "Brother, don't go... Yu'er likes brother."

Under the organization of Xia Yingxian and several elders, the sect gradually became orderly. Most of the affected disciples were rescued to their senses, and many mortal children were rescued by Yufengtang disciples and settled in the sect. .

After everything was ready, the sect was ready to go, and a group of disciples boarded the flying boat.

However, Yu'er held Xia Yingxian who was about to board the flying boat and did not let go, "Brother, I want to go too."

Seeing this, all the disciples sweated for the child. After all, the master uncle was notoriously cold-spoken, and no one dared to approach him.

But seeing that the young man showed no signs of embarrassment, instead he showed a faint smile, turned around and squatted down and said: "Yu'er, good boy, I will come back soon when my brother finds your mother for you."

"Really?" The child blinked his dark eyes and hesitated.

"En." Xia Yingxian nodded, and pointed to the group of rescued mortals and children who came to see him off, "You play with these brothers and sisters for a few days, and I will be back after counting the days."

Seeing his warm expression like a spring breeze and his soft words, not to mention the disciples, all the elders thought they were delusional.

The child nodded vigorously, stretched out his little finger, "pull the hook."

Under everyone's shocked eyes, Xia Yingxian smiled, and stretched out her little finger to shake the child's hand, and said softly, "Don't worry?"

"Brother come back early."

Everyone saw that the young man had calmed down the child, then straightened up, turned his head towards the flying boat, and said to Shan Zhenren as he walked: "The suzerain will go ahead, and then listen to my command..."

His face changed back to his usual coldness.

Pei Muzhi patted Zhen Ziang, who was already in a daze beside him, "Still leaving?"

Only then did the latter come to his senses, and hurriedly climbed onto the deck in two steps at a time.

The flying boat took off with the wind and sailed mightily towards the sky, before it disappeared in the clouds.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoxia~~~~55555

You all want Xiao Xia to go back, but I think Xiao Xia is so pitiful.

Let me give him some more drama.

感谢在2021-12-1610:15:46~2021-12-1710:36:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Ying;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!