The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"Xiaojing, what exactly do you want to do?" Yue Wuchen asked him in pain in a hoarse voice, "You want Master to die in front of you, don't you?"

"I don't understand what Master is talking about."

Xiao Jing shook his head vigorously, looking innocent and ignorant like a child.

But his eyes were exactly the same as Lin Jing back then.

Yue Wuchen even saw the phantom of Lin Jing in Xiao Jing's eyes.

Hearing that Xiao Jing was like a naive child, with a very brisk tone, he smiled and said: "It's great, it turns out that the master and the disciple are the same, and they will cry pitifully when they are heartbroken."

The corners of Yue Wuchen's mouth twitched lightly, wanting to smile lightly like in the past.

But the smile involved was even uglier than crying.

Thanks to Xiaojing's help, Yue Wuchen finally realized what Lin Jing felt back then.

I finally understand what it feels like to laugh and cry.

Yue Wuchen turned his face away, not wanting his embarrassed appearance to fall into Xiaojing's eyes.

But rather...

But Xiaojing wants to fight against him in everything.

It was as if seeing his pain gave me an inexplicable joy in my heart.

Xiaojing called softly: "Master."

Yue Wuchen let out a "hmm", and turned his face in response.

The blade was sharp in front of him, Xiaojing didn't know when, he wiped Duanqing clean with his sleeve.

With both hands clenched, he pointed the blade at Yue Wuchen's face.

The bright and shining blade of the sword is like a bronze mirror. Under the night, the more dust-free face is reflected on it.

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "Master, there is something dirty on your face, Master, look at it?"

Yue Wuchen made a mistake and looked over.

His face at this moment was reflected on the blade.

She was so pale that there was no trace of blood, her eye sockets were slightly red, and her long, thick black eyelashes were all wet, like roses wet by rain.

The vertical mark on the forehead was so red that it burned like a raging flame.

His white hair was wetted by the dew at night, and he lost the coldness and indifference of the past, refusing to be alienated and noble from thousands of miles away.

At this moment, he seemed to have suddenly fallen into the mortal world.

Stained in the world of mortals, frustrated with the arrogance all over his body, he is no longer that lofty and unstained Taoist master.

Just like ordinary people, when the heartache is unbearable, there will be pain on the face.

"That's what you want to see, isn't it?"

Yue Wuchen smiled bitterly, curled two fingers, and pushed the sword blade away from Xiaojing's hand, without any emotion in his tone.

"Watching Master suffer, are you still happy in your heart?"

In fact, Xiaojing can't control his emotions.

I don't quite understand why I suddenly want to look at Yue Wuchen and feel uncomfortable.

I just feel that the more innocent and pitiful, from those indifferent, icy eyes, are slowly flowing | hot tears.

This kind of pitiful and helpless, lost pride, completely different from the past.

Really, really hooked.

Xiaojing likes to see Yue Wuchen like this.

"I don't understand, Master, I really don't understand." Xiao Jing shook his head and pursed his lips in distress, "Master, no one taught me, I really don't understand."

Yue Wuchen believes that Xiaojing didn't do it on purpose, and also believes that Xiaojing really doesn't understand these things.

A person with incomplete six senses, a remnant soul stitched together by other people's souls, is just a phantom of Lin Jing in the world.

Since they are all phantoms, how can it be possible to understand the seven emotions and six desires in the world?

Yue Wuchen himself doesn't understand what love is, what is love, he grew up in the Wuji Taoist sect since he was a child.

Exactly the same as Lin Jing back then, he was not allowed to have his own hobbies and opinions since he was a child.

Everything was arranged by the teachers long ago.

Because of his excellent cultivation talent, he is a rare disciple of Taoism in a thousand years. More than a dozen teachers have taught him to cultivate righteously in the future, carry forward Taoism, and treat the common people in the world as their own.

The common people are the first, the division is the middle, and it is the end.

At all times, the common people must be put in the first place, and when necessary, martyrdom should be done without any hesitation.

Yue Wuchen taught his apprentices, he naturally learned from others, he taught his disciples as his master taught him.

Lin Jing and Shen Qingyuan are different.

Shen Qingyuan was introduced by other Taoist temples, overcame obstacles all the way, stood out from the crowd of disciples who came to pay homage to his teacher, and then he got his wish and worshiped under Yue Wuchen.

Yue Wuchen didn't fall in love with Shen Qingyuan, but just acted according to the sect's rules.

However, Lin Jing is different.

Lin Jing fell in love with Yue Wuchen himself, from the first time he saw Lin Jing, Yue Wuchen felt compassion.

And for the first time so urgently, I want to accept apprentices.

He saved the little apprentice's life, he gave him the name, and he taught Taoism and swordsmanship with all his heart.

Slowly, Yue Wuchen saw the shadow of himself when he was young in Lin Jing.

The expectations for Lin Jing far exceeded Shen Qingyuan.

As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the greater the responsibility.

Yue Wuchen was so ruthless in disposing of his apprentice back then, it was inevitable that he hated himself, why he didn't discipline his apprentice well.

"Xiao Jing, I'm tired of being a teacher, so I'll come here tonight."

Yue Wuchen stood up, squeezed out a cleansing technique, and immediately became clean from top to bottom.

He returned to the cold and distant look of the past.

He turned around, turned his back to Xiaojing and said, "You still need to practice hard to control swordsmanship. To teach your swordsmanship as a teacher is just to help you memorize. You can recite the formulas and spells yourself. I have started to study. Tomorrow, I will send you some blank yellow talismans for the teacher, and I will check your sword skills and talismans while you are still here at Xushi tomorrow night."

"What spell to draw?" Xiaojing got up and asked after chasing after holding the blade.

Yue Wuchen thought for a while, and then said: "Open fire talisman." He remembered that Xiaojing lit a fire before, because he didn't have flint, and he didn't know how to use open fire talisman, so he made himself ashamed.

Then I felt that for Xiaojing, the fire talisman might be more practical when going out in the future.

Xiaojing nodded, handing over should be, and there is no time to say anything in the future.

As soon as he raised his head, Yue Wuchen had already disappeared in place.

Together with Yue Wuchen's departure, the wine jar that was pulled out from under the tree before also disappeared.

Not to mention the portraits stored inside.

Yue Wuchen returned to the dormitory, waved his sleeves, and the wine jar, which was still covered with damp soil, immediately appeared on the table.

He is eager to know, besides those portraits, there is also a poem.

Lin Jing still stored something in it.

It was actually buried under the crabapple tree in his yard so mysteriously.

Yue Wuchen sat cross-legged, not caring about the dirt on the outside of the wine jar.

After opening the plug, it was impossible to poke it in by hand.

He could only hug the wine jar and pour out the contents carefully.

There was a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, blowing those portraits flying all over the sky.

Yue Wuchen hurriedly cast a spell, grabbed all the portraits in his hand, and stacked them neatly one by one.

Then he pressed it with a ruler, and it was at this moment that he accidentally discovered that a small purse was poured out of the wine jar.

The purse looks nothing special, but no matter how you look at it, it looks familiar.

The surface of this purse is embroidered with Clivia, which is made of plain fabric, probably because it was repeatedly rubbed in the hand.

The edges are a little fuzzy.

nothing special.

But Yue Wuchen felt familiar, very familiar.

Sitting quietly, thinking for a long time, Yue Wuchen remembered it.

This purse was given to Lin Jing by him.

It cannot be said that he sent it.

After all, Yue Wuchen is not a woman, and she doesn't have the habit of wearing a purse with her.

Only one year, Yue Wuchen was begged by a Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain to go down the mountain to do a ritual around Qinghe.

It is said that for unknown reasons, floods often occur in the local area, farmland is destroyed, houses collapse, crops are not harvested, and the people suffer unspeakably.

Then some ignorant people came up with an idea to find a fifteen or six-year-old, young and beautiful girl, and sacrifice it to the river god, so that there would be no more floods.

Every ninety-nine and eighty-one days, a woman is sacrificed.

Dressed up as a bride, sitting in a red sedan chair, blowing gongs and drums all the way to the river.

Then, together with some sacrifices such as pigs, cattle and sheep, they push the tied-up bride into the river.

The surrounding Taoist temples also went to stop it, but the people were ignorant and ignorant, and the local county magistrate believed in it deeply, instead of thinking about building dams, digging rivers, dredging ponds and lakes, and thinking about sacrificing living people all day long.

He also set up a so-called "River God Temple" in the local area with great fanfare, attracting local people to worship.

After Yue Wuchen learned about it, he used the pretext of going down the mountain to do something, and demolished the river god temple.

Only then did I find out that the fish and shrimp in the river had become spirits, collaborating with the county magistrate to do evil things, and oppressing the local people.

At that time, Lin Jing was only eleven or twelve years old, and Yue Wuchen took him with him in order to train his apprentice.

I personally taught my disciples how to do rituals, and after solving the problem of the river god, a Lantern Festival was held to celebrate.

He cordially invites Yue Wuchen to also appreciate the customs and customs of Qinghe.

Yue Wuchen originally didn't want to participate, and had no interest in everything in the world.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Lin Jing's eyes were shining, and he was listening very seriously.

Although Lin Jing didn't say anything, Yue Wuchen knew that the apprentice really wanted to see the lanterns.

Yue Wuchen didn't remember what kind of psychology he had at that time.

It's been too long, it happened more than ten years ago.Yue Wuchen doesn't remember exactly.

All he knew was that later, he readily agreed.

In the evening, I wandered casually on the streets of the world with my apprentice.

At that time, the world was very lively, and there were all kinds of lanterns on the Lantern Festival.

In order to thank Daozong for his help, the local people naturally sent lanterns and food.

Yue Wuchen didn't accept anything, so Lin Jing naturally didn't dare to take it.

But later, when he met a group of people guessing lantern riddles, Lin Jing thought it was interesting, so he leaned over to guess, but he didn't get it right. When he was distressed, Yue Wuchen quietly told him the answer.

And the gift for guessing the lantern riddles is this seemingly inconspicuous purse.

Very ordinary, very inconspicuous.

Yue Wuchen doesn't like it anyway, and he doesn't need it.

But the little apprentice is very precious, and said that he can use it as a money bag.

Anyway, Yue Wuchen couldn't remember many details.

The only thing I can still remember is that Lin Jing said at that time that he would go back to Lin Jian Villa to visit relatives in a few days and wanted to buy some gadgets for Lin Jinghong.

Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, and went shopping with Lin Jing.

Later, in front of a small jewelry stall, Lin Jing picked out a red string with a red bean tied to it.

It's nothing special, and the stall owner is still fooling people, saying, "Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

At least Yue Wuchen felt nothing special.

But the apprentice likes it, so he has nothing to say.

But I bought it for three pennies.

Very cheap stuff.

In the words of Qinghe, it is such a cheap thing.

Yue Wuchen didn't expect it, he really didn't expect it.

The things he gave Lin Jing casually, such ordinary things.

It was actually treasured by Lin Jing.

Maybe, there is something else in this purse.

Yue Wuchen opened it with trembling hands, and pulled out a red string from the purse.

It's a pity that it has been buried in the ground for too many years, and the red bean has long since turned into powder.

Yue Wuchen suddenly wanted to know exactly when Lin Jing buried this wine jar.

Lin Jing was buried when he was 12, 13, 14... or 17 years old.

Huo Ran stood up, Yue Wuchen wanted to ask Xiaojing.

But suddenly remembered something.

Yue Wuchen sat back as if he was powerless.

The palm of the hand accidentally pushed down the wine jar, and a letter rolled out from it.

With trembling fingers, Yue Wuchen held the yellowed and curly letter in his hand.

Gently dust off the top.

Three elegant and smart words can be seen in the eyes: Chen Qing Shu.

Yue Wuchen hesitated for a moment, always feeling that it was not good to spy on Lin Jing's mind.

But I couldn't help but want to see what Lin Jing wrote.

After hesitating for a long time, Yue Wuchen still opened the letter.

What came into my eyes was a few lines of thin, hard, energetic, sparse and bold handwriting.

It says:

The common people are above, and the thick soil is below.Lin Jing, a disciple of the 127th generation of Daozong, felt ashamed.

The disciple was lonely and helpless since he was a child, and was abandoned by his biological mother, so he had a bad fate.Fortunately, I met my mentor and led me to the right way.

It has been seventeen years now, and I should have lived up to my teacher's kindness and my teacher's family.

Unexpectedly, he was not good at cultivating the Tao, his six sense organs were not clean, and he was not cut off from the world of mortals, so he had unreasonable thoughts about his master.

It is the disciple who is rebellious, deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and committed the following crimes. Many crimes are due to the disciple's greed for the world of mortals and his lack of progress.It has nothing to do with the teacher.

I hope the heavens are above, and bless the master to flourish. The disciple is willing to be martyred in the future.

In the autumn of the 36th year of Xuanzheng, the ninth day of September.

Yue Wuchen couldn't calm down after reading it for a long time.

The 36th year of Xuanzheng was the year when Lin Jing died.

Lin Jing died in the cold winter.

It was late autumn when I wrote this letter.

On the ninth day of September, the Demon Emperor had not yet appeared.

But it will not be many days before the Devil Emperor comes out.

This letter was written a few months before Lin Jing died.

At that time, Lin Jing seemed to have expected that he would die in martyrdom in the future.

But... why?

Why did Lin Jing write this letter?

Now that it was written, why was it buried in the ground and refused to be known.

The letter said, "I just ask Master not to remember all that happened tonight."

What are you doing tonight?

What happened on the night of the ninth day of September seven years ago?

Why didn't Lin Jing want him to remember?

The more Wuchen was puzzled, the more he thought about it, the more he had a splitting headache.

He remembered that at that time he was practicing in seclusion for about half a year.

Never passed through.

It wasn't until later that the Demon Emperor came out and the cultivation world was in turmoil, that he broke through and discussed with the Taoist schools on how to kill the Demon Emperor.

Everything that happened after that was out of control.

Including Lin Jing feeding demons with his body, including Lin Jing's martyrdom.

What happened on the ninth day of September seven years ago?

Why, why can't I remember at all?

Yue Wuchen racked his brains and felt suspicious about this matter.

On the night of the ninth day of September, something must have happened.

That's why Lin Jing wrote this letter in such pain.

Something must have happened!

Yue Wuchen racked his brains and couldn't think of it.

He didn't dare to ask Xiaojing, and accidentally knocked over the candlestick on the table in a panic.

Tongue of fire|Lick the stack of portraits under the town ruler, and it will burn immediately.

Yue Wuchen turned pale with shock, he didn't care about getting burned, and completely forgot to use spiritual power.

Subconsciously put his hand into the flames, but there were very few portraits that could be saved, most of them had been burned to black ashes.

As soon as the breeze blows, it disperses cleanly with the wind.

Even Yue Wuchen reached out to grab it, but it was useless.

Nothing was caught.

Instead, the palm, the spell connected with Xiaojing's lifeline, resurfaced again.

The more Wuchen lost his soul, he unknowingly walked to the cave where he retreated back then.

In these years, he has never retreated, and has been trying to find Lin Jing's trail.

Standing here seven years later, I suddenly feel that things are different.

Yue Wuchen remembered that it was because he found out that he was about to ascend, that's why he resolutely went to the death test.

Before retreating, it has been instructed that if any accident occurs, the position of suzerain will be passed on to Shen Qingyuan, and Lin Jing will be appointed as the elder holding the sword.

For the rest of his life, he was not allowed to leave the teacher's school, to assist Shen Qingyuan, and continue to carry forward the Taoism.

Later, Yue Wuchen went to retreat.

I vaguely remember that Lin Jing came here every day to have a look.

He didn't speak, just stood outside the cave for a long time.

Occasionally, I would say something, most of which were recent events in the mountains.

Lin Jing's personality is relatively dull and reticent, he is very well-behaved in front of the teacher, and Tong Yue Wuchen can't say a few words.

But when Yue Wuchen retreated, a ray of spiritual consciousness was scattered outside.

Can clearly hear the disciple talking.

You can even see the appearance of the apprentice.

Rain or shine, day or night.Lin Jing will come.

On a rainy day, he held a green bamboo umbrella in his hand, stood silently in the rain, and kept staring at the closed cave.

Yue Wuchen felt at the time that the little apprentice was very preoccupied, as if he had a lot to say to him.

But I just don't say it.

Yue Wuchen sat alone in the cave, meditating all night.

I can remember everything, but I can't remember the night on the ninth day of September.

I can't even remember if Lin Jing came that night.

When Yue Wuchen returned to the bedroom in a daze, he saw Xiaojing sitting on the steps with a sword in his arms from a long distance away.

As soon as he saw him coming, Xiao Jing stood up, cupped his hands and called out: "Disciple pays homage to Master."

Yue Wuchen: "What's the matter?"

"Master, this disciple has already learned how to control the sword! This disciple will practice for Master!"

Xiaojing looked confident, his eyes were blue and gray, his Taoist robe was a little wrinkled, his hair was a little disheveled, and his shoulders were a little darker.

It looked as if it had been wet with dew.

Yue Wuchen guessed that he hadn't slept all night, he was practicing sword control all night, and he was just about to reprimand him.

Suddenly heard a slightly hoarse "Royal Sword Technique!"

With a bang, Duanqing unsheathed in response, circling and spinning on Xiaojing's back, overflowing with spiritual energy, buzzing.

After a while, hundreds of afterimages appeared, spinning around Xiaojing's body.

For a while, Yue Wuchen didn't know whether it was Jian Ying who was too confused, or his heart was confused.

Unexpectedly, it was not clear for a while, which of the hundreds of afterimages was the real love break.

"Master! I learned it, and it only took one night! Master, teach me, I want to learn Taoism, I want to learn, please teach me!"

Xiao Jing took back the long sword, knelt down on one knee, and begged, "Master! This disciple will not lose to anyone! I want to practice Taoism, please teach me!"

The more dust-free, a sense of crisis arises spontaneously.

Such a Xiaojing with incomplete six senses should have very poor aptitude and learn everything extremely slowly.

But in just one night, just one night, Xiaojing learned the art of fencing!

This is even worse than the original Lin Jing.

Could it be that Xiaojing's six senses have gradually begun to recover.

Even his cultivation base is slowly recovering.

Perhaps, it is also because of the more dust-free.

Xiaojing still has Yue Wuchen's soul, so he naturally took away one-tenth of Yue Wuchen's spiritual power.

Yue Wuchen suddenly discovered that Xiaojing was too eager for quick success, so eager to learn Taoism, there is no guarantee that he will not go astray in the future.

There's no guarantee that Xiaojing won't go mad!

At this moment, Yue Wuchen suddenly felt a little scared, and had the idea of ​​destroying Xiaojing.

But immediately, Yue Wuchen denied himself again.

He is not the way of heaven, he cannot predict everything like a god.

Without conclusive evidence, what qualifications does he have to easily draw conclusions on Xiaojing?

How could it be so easy to assume that Xiao Jing would go astray and become obsessed in the future?

Even if Xiaojing really went astray in the future and became obsessed, it was his fault that his master was not strict in discipline.

"Xiao Jing, you have been practicing swords last night, and you didn't go back to rest, did you?" Yue Wuchen asked softly.

Xiao Jing: "Yes! I've been practicing swords! I heard that the sect will hold a trial soon, and I want to participate. I don't want to lose to others!"

He didn't want to be bullied and humiliated like the stinky mouse in the ditch anymore.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to practice Taoism, he wants to become very strong, he wants to surpass Lin Jing!

He wants to protect the people he cares about!

Don't live that kind of fearful and involuntary life again!

If God destined him to be connected with Lin Jing's lifeline in this life and be entangled endlessly, then he would change his fate against the sky.

Forcibly twisted his own fate.

I don't want to be Lin Jing's substitute!

Don't be anyone's fad!

But it is precisely because Xiaojing is so eager and eager for success.

On the contrary, Yue Wuchen felt a little angry, and suddenly reprimanded: "Kneel down!"

"Master!" Although Xiaojing didn't understand, he still knelt down, and he raised his head and asked, "Master, what did the disciple do wrong?"

"One, you don't listen to the teacher's kindness, two, you are eager for quick success, and three, you don't value yourself."

Yue Wuchen flicked his sleeves, forcing himself to be ruthless, and could not let Xiaojing be so eager for quick success any longer.

He found that Xiaojing would not listen to his good words of persuasion.

Xiaojing is far less obedient and sensible than Lin Jing.

But it was really impossible for him to punish Xiao Jing severely.

Yue Wuchen could only reprimand in a cold voice: "You just kneel here, reflect on yourself, what did you say and what did you do wrong!"

After a pause, he thought again, Xiao Jing is very stubborn, if he is not given a time for kneeling as punishment, Xiao Jing may kneel until he passes out.

And I will never admit my mistake and give in.

In this way, Yue Wuchen left a stick of incense down, and said in a low voice: "When the incense is gone, you get up."

Xiaojing asked: "Really, Master?"

"nature."

"One promise, one thousand gold? Never go back on your word?"

Yue Wuchen frowned: "If you make a promise, you will never go back on it."

"Well."

Xiao Jing puffed up his cheeks and blew on the stick of incense.

Fortunately, the incense died immediately.

"Master, the incense is gone."

Yue Wuchen: "..."

He should have known.

Should have been alert.

It should have been understood long ago that Lin Jing and Xiao Jing are two completely different personalities!

"Master, can that disciple get up?"

"..."

Forget it, keep your promise, and never regret it, Yue Wuchen doesn't want Xiaojing to mistakenly think that his master is a person who backtracks on what he says.

Even though the anger was still hard to dissipate in his heart, Yue Wuchen still said: "Get up."

Ever since, Xiaojing got up again after kneeling for a short while.

He casually dusted off the dust on his clothes and robes, Xiao Jing was also quite smart, instead of continuing to beg his master to teach him Taoism, he sighed instead.

Yue Wuchen hesitated a little, thinking that he shouldn't ask.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojing sighed again holding the sword, with his head lowered, looking pitiful.

After all, Yue Wuchen couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"The disciple dare not say it, and the master will not agree if he says it."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know that the teacher won't agree?"

Xiao Jing said: "Because the disciple knows that the master is not human."

"..."

Well, even if he is unreasonable.

Yue Wuchen shook his sleeves and walked away, but after a few steps, he stopped again, and he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? Tell me, Master wants to know."

"Disciple... hungry."

"..."

Yue Wuchen asked in disbelief, "Are you hungry?"

"Well, this disciple is very hungry. I haven't eaten anything since last night."

Xiaojing rubbed his stomach pitifully.

"Did you not eat well last night?"

"Students can't get used to grass roots and turf."

Yue Wuchen: "..."

What grass roots sod?

That is clearly the spirit grass, Ganoderma lucidum!

He has carefully cultivated it for many years!

The disciples in the mountain always ate ordinary spiritual herbs, but Xiaojing only ate the spiritual herbs raised by Yue Wuchen.

Eating it helps to gain cultivation and has a miraculous effect on nourishing the body.

Why in Xiaojing's mouth, it is grass roots and turf?

Yue Wuchen said helplessly: "That's spirit grass, ganoderma lucidum, wild ginseng, not grass roots."

"Isn't spiritual grass also grass?" Xiao Jing asked back, "If I change my Taoist robe, am I not Chang Xuan?"

Yue Wuchen: "..."

Forget it, he doesn't want to argue with Xiaojing.

But it's past time for breakfast.

The more dust-free it is, the better it is for someone to give it to Xiaojing alone.

There are some pastries and candied fruit hidden in the sleeping hall.

He prepared it for Xiaojing before.

The pastry has not been touched yet, and the candied fruit has been given to Xiaojing many times, and Xiaojing ate a small half of it with medicine.

Yue Wuchen thought for a while, but still didn't want to starve Xiaojing to death, so he said, "Then you come in."

The author has something to say:

Of course it happened, something that made Lin Jing feel very painful, and he couldn't say it.