Chapter 57 Don’t know the opposite

Mingzheng received the sound transmission, and hurried back to Linxianzong on the same day. When she arrived at Yingxue Peak, Zhongling’s beautiful place was burnt to the ground, devastated and corpses everywhere.

At that time, the head of the demon had been restrained by Ye Tingjiang and was dying.

The elders of other peaks were either dead or injured, and the Linxian Sect was severely damaged. The shocking change had already happened, but the suppression by the sect master caused Mingzheng and Ye Tingjiang, who were far away in Yunze, to not receive any information.

Although Mingzheng, like Ye Tingjiang, could not accept this sudden change, she was the only one left in the helpless Linxian Sect who could take charge of the overall situation. She could only press panic and deal with the rest of the mess.

The Sect Master was kept under close custody, and Su Ni was also sent back to cultivate.

Then Mingzheng returned to Yingxuefeng, Ye Tingjiang still stayed on the edge of the falling moon platform that was only half left, holding the cold Fuyan in his arms.

“Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Ye?” Mingzheng wanted to persuade him to go back to rest, but Ye Tingjiang didn’t seem to understand the words at all, so he remained motionless.

Fuyan’s face was covered in blood, and he could hardly see his face before his death. But Ye Tingjiang still hugged him tightly, as if he would keep him as long as this was the case.

Mingzheng wanted to say “Sorrow”, but she also understood that Sorrow was the weakest word at this moment, so she left without saying a word.

What exactly happened in the battle between the head and Ye Tingjiang, and why Fuyan died, Mingzheng didn’t know anything. After going around, I had to find Su Ni, the only insider who was present.

When Su Ni thought about it, it seemed like she had experienced a nightmare again: “The sect master fell into a demon after retreating. The disciples of each peak were added Huan Ling San to their diet, and they were all controlled by the demon cultivator he recruited.”

Although the peaks of Linxian Sect are connected with each other, they are relatively isolated on weekdays.

“On Yingxue Peak…what happened?” Mingzheng asked a little unbearably.

In retrospect, Su Ni was also at a loss: “Senior Brother Ye wants to protect me and Fuyan, and the spiritual power is half dry, but the master’s ultimate move was blocked by Fuyan for him. It’s just that Fuyan hits the sword, and Brother Ye’s spirit is strong. It’s like an explosion of power…”

She barely fainted at the time, but felt that the situation changed in an instant, but now that she thinks about it, she is full of doubts about the details: “Senior sister, Fuyan can activate my spell.”

Mingzheng was surprised: “Really?”

This is not something that a Void Shattering Realm disciple can do.

Su Ni nodded. Every change in these days was too unexpected. If Mingzheng hadn’t asked about it, she would have almost ignored it.

Mingzheng was still worried about letting Ye Tingjiang stay alone on Yingxue Peak for too long. The next day, she went to visit Ye Tingjiang with Shang Zhi with mixed feelings.

Ye Tingjiang did not take into account the scorched earth, and only repaired Fuyan’s room with magic, trying to restore every decoration in his impression.

He was staying there, and the blood on Fuyan’s face had been wiped clean, and he was lying on the bed quietly, as if he was just sleeping in a dream.

Hearing Shang Zhi’s arrival, Ye Tingjiang did not look back, but said softly: “Junior Brother Shang, you are here. Look at him, look at him…”

Shang Zhi said sadly: “Senior Brother Ye… People cannot be resurrected from the dead, so my condolences.”

Ye Tingjiang seemed to stay for a while, and then said softly: “Yes, he is no longer there.”

Mingzheng remembered what Su Ni said. Although the timing was not good, he still felt that he should remind Ye Tingjiang: “Junior Brother Ye, Fuyan’s cultivation might not be what he showed.”

Ye Tingjiang was silent for a while, and finally said, “Senior sister, I know.”

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it was Ye Tingjiang who killed off the demons after Fuyan died. Only he himself knew that there was a pure and majestic spiritual power that merged into his spirit sword, which could force the demons back in an instant. Xiu, the countermaster.

At that time, there was only Fuyan by his side.

Ye Tingjiang didn’t want to think about where Fuyan’s spiritual power came from. He just thought with a fluke that maybe the origin of Fuyan was deeper than he imagined. If he had such a cultivation, would he be able to keep the remaining soul…

So last night, the incantation of the soul echoed in Yingxuefeng, Ye Tingjiang sat straight all night, but nothing came.

The last time I experienced such despair was a hundred years ago.

At that time, the master fought hard against Jiuying and finally fell. When Ye Tingjiang came, he was like now, and he couldn’t do anything.

It’s just that his senior brother was with him at the time, but yesterday, he lost his senior brother and his lover.

Ye Tingjiang finally said: “I’ll go see my brother.”

The sect master was imprisoned in the side hall of Linxian Peak, and Mingzheng did not dare to relax, and the lower layers were banned, and the elders outside the hall guarded it day and night.

When he saw the Sect Master again, the scarlet in his eyes had faded, and he was the same as usual: “Junior Brother, I have been waiting for you.”

Ye Tingjiang didn’t say anything, he just suddenly wanted to see the sect master, but he didn’t know what to say when he saw it.

The Sect Master smiled and said to himself, “Junior Brother, I really envy you. You are talented, you focus on practicing swordsmanship, and everyone will care about you.”

Ye Tingjiang’s heart froze. The past years were blurred in his heart, only his sword, the Dao and the common people were left.

It was only after Fuyan arrived that Ye Tingjiang became more human. He thought dully that he had never noticed this before.

Facing the calm head, Ye Tingjiao’s emotions suddenly became complicated, and he said in a low voice, “Senior brother.”

The head’s expression changed: “Ye Tingjiang, don’t make such a sympathetic look in front of me, I don’t want to win your sympathy. This is probably the injustice of heaven, you can return safely after entering an illusion, and I, It has long been eroded by the devil’s heart.” He laughed sarcastically to himself.

Ye Tingjiang’s heart was stagnant, he thought that the Chonghong Secret Realm was fascinated by the illusion was just an accident, but now it seems that it was deliberately done by the head. He remembered that he had just left the secret realm and brought Fuyan to see the sect master a few months ago. At that time, his senior brother was surprised, not because he left too early, but because he was still alive!

The Sect Leader seemed very satisfied to see Ye Tingjiang’s shock: “But you can always meet noble people, you have accepted a good apprentice…”

Hearing Fuyan being lifted up, Ye Tingjiao’s expression darkened.

“You still won, I lost completely,” the head laughed again, but he was seriously injured, and his laughter sounded a bit desolate: “I don’t want to live for a long time.”

Ye Tingjiang had a premonition of what the sect master wanted to do, but he was tired and lost the strength to stop it.

The head of the sect lost his spiritual veins, and Ye Tingjiang stood quietly. As he watched, he remembered when he had just been brought back to Linxian Sect by his master.

At that time, the sect master’s smile was full of youthful spirit: “Junior brother, it’s the first time we meet, and in the future, the eldest brother will cover you!”

Ye Tingjiang just left Ye’s house, and he just nodded and said “OK” to him.

It’s just that at some point, that smile disappeared, replaced by the usual kind smile, as if he had lost his temper, Ye Tingjiang felt very sad.

He heard the Sect Master say softly, “I could have saved Master.”

“And then… I can’t look back.”

The head of the Linxian Sect fell into a demon and died on Linxian Peak the next day.

Many elders saw Lord Ting Yun enter the side hall, and then left with a blank expression.

They didn’t dare to say anything about what happened during that time, they only knew that Lord Tingyun had returned to Yingxuefeng again and never showed up again.

Four days later, Mu Chuihan woke up from Hidden Clear Mountain.

“I thought you couldn’t wake up!” Twilight’s voice sounded beside the bed.

He could clearly read the surprise in the words, but Mu Chuihan said weakly, “Is there a sword spirit that curses master like that?”

Twilight bowed her head and said nothing. He could accurately sense where Mu Chuihan’s spirit was, and almost as soon as the Yunze Symposium was over, Mu Chuihan’s spirit had returned to his body.

Just haven’t woken up for days.

Suixing was in a rare panic. After he had his own consciousness, he had never seen his master really hurt like this.

Moreover, when Yun Ze said goodbye, Mu Chuihan also said that he would come back as soon as he found an opportunity to confess to Ting Yun-jun. But in the current situation, there is no way that Mu Chuihan did it on his own initiative.

Suixingsan thought hard for so many days, and when she saw Mu Chuihan wake up, she was really moved by what she said just now.

Seeing him like this, Mu Chuihan hesitated, “How long have I been lying down?”

Tsukuyoshi gave him a hand.

“Five months?” In connection with Juxing’s abnormal performance, Mu Chuihan sat up in shock and made a dangerous guess.

Five months… When he hurried back, he didn’t know if Fuyan’s grave had grown half-human tall.

No… Ye Tingjiang shouldn’t have forgotten him so quickly, worshipping him from time to time, maybe it’s still clean.

But then, how sad should Ye Tingjiang be?

Suixing was frightened by his reaction, and quickly corrected: “Five days.”

“Oh…” Mu Chuihan breathed a sigh of relief.

On Yingxue Peak, he merged all the spiritual power that he could use into Ye Tingjiang’s spiritual sword, his body suffered backlash, and his soul would not be safe.

Five days in a coma was normal, if it were five months, Mu Chuihan estimated that his time limit was approaching, and his life would not be long.

He was just relieved for a moment, and then became more anxious: “No, I have to go see him quickly.”

Suixing saw his fiery appearance, and it was not difficult to guess that something had happened to the Linxian Sect. It turned into the original spirit sword and hung quietly by the side of Mu Chui Han Yi.

Mu Chuihan landed on Yingxue Peak with the stars, and everything was no longer what he was familiar with.

In the past, when he read the book of human words, there was always a wandering man who said sourly, “Near country feeling cowardly”, but only now did he know that it was true.

He wanted to see Ye Tingjiang so much on Yinqing Mountain, and could not wait to see him the next moment. But at this moment, standing on Yingxue Peak, he suddenly did not dare to take another step.

What should he say when he sees Ye Tingjiang?

Will Ye Tingjiang be angry with him?

Mu Chuihan hesitated.

Ye Tingjiang, however, sensed the breath of outsiders on Yingxuefeng, and walked out of Fuyan’s room, holding Feifei, who was rescued from the ruins, in his arms.

For the first time, Mu Chuihan felt lonely from the orange fur on Feifei’s body.

Orphans and widows.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and it was Ye Tingjiang who spoke first: “I didn’t expect you to come too.”

Mu Chuihan didn’t understand what he meant. What did the word “also” mean? Is there anyone else here?

“It’s just that Immortal Venerable should go to Linxian Peak.” Ye Tingjiang said lightly, “You don’t have to come to see me specially.”

Mu Chuihan vaguely understood that it was probably because all the sects had heard the news and gathered at Linxian Peak, and Ye Tingjiang thought he had come for this too.

It’s just that Ye Tingjiang always took the common people as his responsibility, and on such an occasion, he was alone on Yingxuefeng.

Mu Chuihan was even more frightened. Ye Tingjiang is always hard to see great sadness and joy in front of outsiders, but Mu Chuihan can feel strangely that the expression on Feifei’s tearful cat head at this moment is Ye Tingjiang’s true mood.

He didn’t know how to explain it, or said his identity in a vain way.

Mu Chuihan stretched out his hand to lift the power fence and let his face fully appear in front of Ye Tingjiang.

Then quietly, waiting for Ye Tingjiang’s answer.

What he didn’t expect was that Ye Tingjiang just glanced at it and then looked away.

Ye Tingjiang lowered his head and walked past Mu Chuihan without seeing it.

I miss him so much, everyone looks like him.

Ye Tingjiang thought.

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