Young Jiang Xingchun was very dissatisfied with the man in black he met in Shiwanda Mountain earlier, especially that night when he said that his benefactor was a despicable villain and a treasonous person. This made him hate that man's nonsense from the bottom of his heart. .
"How could the Immortal Master be the villain he said? Without him, Zhiyan would have been unable to save his life long ago." At this time, Jiang Xingchun looked at Liu Yihe who was healing Zhiyan and thought with emotion in his heart.
After witnessing the man in black being pulled back to the bottom of the stone by the fire chain on the altar that day, Liu Yihe took himself in the wind and rushed towards Luyu Village. It was only when Jiang Xingchun brought Ophiopogon japonicus to deliver medicine that he discovered that Because Zhiyan was seriously poisoned and Jiang Xingchun was delayed for a long time on the way, she was at the end of her rope. Even the doctor said that even if they gathered together the herbs, it would be difficult to save the person.
When Jiang Xingchun heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. He was unwilling to accept such a result and hated his own powerlessness even more. If he could have been faster, he would not have led to such a tragedy.
Even so, Jiang Xingchun did not give up. He still begged the doctor with his last glimmer of hope, hoping that he could do his best to save Zhiyan.
Luyu Village is located at the foot of Kunwu Mountain in the east of the northern border. The small village is scattered with only seven or eight households. However, I heard from the old man that their village was not so desolate before, because some natural disasters occurred and many people in the village were there. Innocent people died in a while, and only a few families were lucky enough to survive and pass on it to this day. Therefore, after the families in Luyu Village learned about Zhiyan's situation, they were worried. After seeing Jiang Xingchun's distraught and lost appearance, the adults couldn't bear the child, for fear that he would give up on himself.
You must know that among the people of the same age in the village, only Jiang Xingchun and Zhiyan are of the same generation. Coincidentally, they were born on the same day, same year, same month, and this is a great joy in a village with only a small number of people. They have been growing up since childhood. Childhood sweethearts, they have a very good relationship, and they are also a couple that many elders are optimistic about.
Although the two have always been fighting over who is older and who is younger since they were young, it has not affected the close relationship between the two at all. The two are inseparable, like brothers and sisters, and they do not distinguish each other.
Jiang Xingchun waited outside the house for three days and three nights without sleeping a wink. Seeing how stubborn the child was, the villagers knew that they could not persuade him and had no choice but to let him go.
During this period, Liu Yihe also came once and saw Jiang Xingchun standing motionless outside. He didn't say anything. He just looked at the situation in the house for a while and then left.
On the fourth day, it wasn't until the doctor walked out of the house that Jiang Xingchun panicked slightly. But before he could ask, the doctor had already shaken his head at him with a tired face, and then walked away silently.
Jiang Xingchun was heartbroken, but he still held a trace of luck and walked into the house tremblingly. But when he saw the pale face on the bed, his heart suddenly ached, which made him dare not imagine the days to come.
Under the touch, there was only a trace of warmth from Zhiyan, but this warmth also slowly disappeared in his palm. Jiang Xingchun grabbed Zhiyan's hand tightly, as if he wanted to leave something behind.
At this moment, he felt sad and blamed himself. More importantly, he hated his own uselessness and inaction. So what if he was enlightened by the people on the mountain when he was young? His heart was as high as the sky but his life was as thin as paper. He thought he had some ability and wanted to worship him. Entering Tianhong Valley, if he had not stayed outside the valley all the time, Zhiyan would not have had an accident in Luyu Village, or no matter how capable he was, he would not have been delayed for a long time in Shiwan Mountain.
In the room, a stubborn young man buried his head and choked silently.
"Let me take a look, maybe there is still a chance." Behind him, Liu Yihe's indifferent voice came.
At this moment, Jiang Xingchun realized that there was a living god who came back with him. Maybe he could turn the tide and save Zhiyan's life.
Liu Yihe leaned down, and under Jiang Xingchun's astonished eyes, he didn't see any movement. Just a flicker of light from his fingertips, and a crystal clear snow lotus was held in his hand, and the fragrance of the snow lotus spread overflowing. , wisps of smoke penetrated towards Zhiyan's body. Miraculously, Zhiyan's face was returning to color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jiang Xingchun was so excited that his heart was beating in a suspended position and full of nervousness. He sometimes looked at Zhiyan and sometimes at Liu Yihe, wondering what the snow lotus was and that it had the power to bring the dead back to life.
After a while, Liu Yihe stood up, glanced at Zhiyan, and said softly, "I'm fine. I should be able to wake up after a few days of rest."
Hearing this, Jiang Xingchun wiped away his tears, smiled through his tears, and said, "Fortunately, Master Immortal is here, otherwise Zhi Yanzhen would have been unable to save his life."
Liu Yihe looked at the young man in front of him and saw that he was filled with sorrow and joy, but he was quite simple-tempered.
"The other day I saw you had some skills with me, why didn't you train yourself properly afterwards?"
Jiang Xingchun was stunned, but he didn't expect Liu Yihe to take the initiative to ask about his situation.
"When I was young, Zhiyan and I went up the mountain to chop firewood. When I was walking along the path to Kunwu, I met an immortal master halfway. He seemed to be injured at the time, and I gave him a pot of water that I carried with me. He asked me to go up the mountain to chop firewood and come here to find him every day. He said that I had the muscles and bones to practice and was willing to teach me Taoism so that I could practice. Later, I followed the instructions of the immortal master and went to Kunwu Mountain to find him every day. He did not lie to me. He taught me a lot of knowledge that I had never heard before, and my body has also changed under the Taoist teachings of the immortal master. Although I cannot fly in the clouds, my physical fitness has become stronger and stronger, and even my strength has become stronger. They are much older, but before I could finish practicing, the immortal master left without saying goodbye and never came back again." Jiang Xingchun said truthfully.
Liu Yihe frowned slightly, then grabbed his hand. After inspecting it carefully, his eyes suddenly froze and he said, "The person you met was wearing black and white Taoist robes?"
Jiang Xingchun was startled, then nodded and said, "Yes, is it possible that he is your friend, the Immortal Master?"
Liu Yihe had already concluded in his heart that the man was Xuanmu. It should have been Xuanmu who had bewitched Zhulong in the early years to harm everyone. He was surrounded and suppressed by various sects of Xishan Jing and was injured until now. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Jiang Xingchun by accident. If it hadn't been for that... Wang Qingshui and Jiang Xingchun were probably not so gifted.
Liu Yihe's eyes were sharp, and he could tell at a glance Jiang Xingchun's qualifications and talents. Although he had some basic skills, he was still far behind the proud man from Lishan. The reason why he was able to quickly step into the threshold was because Xuanmu helped him Opening the acupoints in his body allowed him to be one step ahead.
It's just that there are advantages and disadvantages to this. After all, it was strongly stimulated by outsiders, and it is ultimately not as solid as his own breakthrough cultivation. But even so, as an ordinary mortal, Jiang Xingchun can have such a change, and he is also an ancestor. Accumulate virtue and have deep blessings.
"It's just an old friend. You can think carefully about the Taoist teachings he left to you. It shouldn't be too bad after all." Liu Yihe said slowly.
But Jiang Xingchun immediately shook his head and said in denial, "If that immortal master helped me because of my kindness, I am absolutely unwilling to accept it. This in itself is nothing, let alone practicing there for half a month." , although my physique has changed, it is not the path I want to take, because I have always wanted to worship in the Rainbow Valley, and that is where I want to go."
Liu Yihe frowned slightly and said seriously, "I'm afraid people will look down on you for being like this."
When Jiang Xingchun heard this, he felt dejected for a while. This immortal teacher was pretty good, and his Taoism didn't look weak, but he was a bit lacking in human sophistication. However, he didn't have the guts to refute, so he could only nod his head with a grimace. I can’t express my sadness.
Liu Yihe didn't say anything more, and just asked him to stay by Zhiyan's side and take care of her for a few days. And he didn't leave just yet. Instead, he strolled around Luyu Village.
Jiang Xingchun nodded desperately, overjoyed. Before Zhiyan woke up, even if the immortal master wanted to leave, he would keep him at all costs. After all, this was his only remaining life-saving straw.
Strangely enough, Jiang Xingchun had always been curious about how Master Liu Xian knew the location of his village. That day, he only told him that he lived at the foot of Kunwu Mountain, but Master Liu took him to Luyu Village by a familiar route, as if it were his own territory. , come and go freely.
Although he had doubts about this, Jiang Xingchun did not ask any more questions. After all, an expert like Liu Xianshi who knew how to fly in the clouds could overlook thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the world at a glance. This small dew rain village was naturally not a big deal in his eyes. What.
That night, Jiang Xingchun leaned against the edge of the bed, never leaving, looking at the person in front of him with pity. It was also on that day that he made a great vow in his heart.
No one knew the words, but he regarded them as divine will.
Liu Yihe was walking alone on a country road, a rugged ancient road, his lonely and silent figure heading north all the way, deliberately avoiding the evening wind, as if even the wind itself would be stirred up if he approached.
Some roads are difficult to walk, but you have to walk them. Some people are born lonely, and in the end they can only walk those difficult roads alone.
Some people, some roads, some are just some among the vast sea of people, they are sparks, shining slightly in all directions, but the universe is vast, and the sparks everywhere are still insignificant.
So those sparks finally became stars. The power of stars comes from self-salvation. I formed my own universe and overcame obstacles.
In the dead of night, Liu Yihe stood on a small hill outside Luyu Village. He looked at the desolate scenes before him, and his calm face finally showed a trace of pain. This was what he should have felt for thousands of years, including thousands of years later. The only time he showed pain.
The wilderness was in a mess, overgrown with weeds, and under the ethereal darkness, there were corpses everywhere and bones on the ground. It was as if time had set up a monument here, but it was nameless, but he always remembered that there were his former relatives and loved ones here.
"It seems to be coming soon. A hundred years will pass in a blink of an eye. Why not wait another thousand years?" Liu Yihe laughed at himself.
