soul repair

Guan Lingdao had already woken up at this time.

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but he quickly recognized the person in front of him.The man was sitting in front of him in plain clothes, with wide sleeves hanging down his sides, and his black hair on both sides was coiled with wooden hairpins, giving him a slightly bookish look.There is coldness in the eyes, but it is not the alienation of strangers, but some deliberate depression.

Guan Lingdao couldn't tell what it was like, as soon as he lowered his head, his voice changed first: "Brother."

After a long time, Ren Guanling rubbed his hair with a gentle and calm manner.They were both men, and they had been apart for so many years. It would be too shameful to say that they hugged each other and wept bitterly. Guan Lingdao raised his head and looked at him silently. The man's eyes were deep, like flowing water.

Ah, no longer so lifeless, can move and talk, so look at the past alive.

My heart is like being held by an unbreakable thread, no matter how long we have been apart, if you pull it lightly, it will immediately turbulent.

"I just woke up and my body is still weak, you can rest." The man stood up and wanted to leave.

"Yeah." Guan Lingdao didn't know what to say, he was a little rusty, and he didn't dare to lie down on the bed properly, "Master woke you up?" He looked towards the door, subconsciously Eagerly looking forward to a cold man in white walking in: "Where's Master?"

Ren Guanling's footsteps paused slightly: "He's not here."

not there?

Guan Lingdao raised his eyes.

Before losing consciousness, I remembered that someone picked him up from the water, and the fragrance came in a trance, especially clear in the water. When I was in a daze, the fragrance was by my side, lingering around day and night, and almost never left.

Isn't it Master, why is he not here?

There was no movement around, Guan Lingdao looked, only to see Ren Guanling's insightful eyes looking at him, unusually silent.

"What's the matter?" He sat up vigilantly.

"Lingdao, you are a soul cultivator, and Ji Qingyan is a Taoist cultivator. He can't teach you anything, and he can't be regarded as your master." Ren Guanling gently swung his sleeves aside, and sat down next to Guan Lingdao again, with the same tone. Calm and gentle.

"He didn't know that I was a soul cultivator before, and he took me in as an apprentice because he was afraid that my life would not last long." Guan Lingdao felt that something was wrong, and looked at Ren Guanling's unpredictable expression, "He took me in as an apprentice to make me a disciple." I entered his house and practiced his ancestral heart method to prolong life."

"Well." Ren Guanling stood up with his head down, "You have a deep relationship with Ji Qingyan as a master and apprentice, so I don't need to elaborate. But the situation is a bit different now. If I let you decide, who do you want to follow? Me, or your master? "

Guan Lingdao was startled, and said softly, "Why do you say that?"

Ren Guanling looked at him silently.

After staying up all night and having a long talk, Guan Lingdao finally figured out the outline of what happened after he parted with Ren Guanling.

Ren Guanling didn't die many years ago, but he was revived when he was seriously injured, but his soul just escaped and escaped in the world.His body was locked in the bottomless pit because there was a natural soul-inducing stone in the cave to set up a formation. As long as Ren Guanling's soul appeared within ten miles, the soul would be led back to his body.He didn't want to go back and be forced to suck and refine his soul, so naturally he didn't dare to approach him, and hid everywhere like a lonely ghost.

At that time, he met Lu Yesheng who was depressed.

Lu Yesheng is a person who listens to the soul.

The ability to listen to souls also varies. Lu Yesheng was the type who could barely hear the soul. At that time, when he encountered misfortune, he almost wanted to commit suicide. After meeting Ren Guanling's soul, he cherished each other and took good care of Ren Guanling. At least he was allowed to survive. down.

Ren Guanling didn't say much, Guan Lingdao guessed it from the lines. As for how he wandered around in the body of a soul, Ren Guanling kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

It's heartbreaking to say that I grew up carefree by my teacher's father, but Ren Guanling didn't even have a body, wandering around without a home.My brother has not forgotten me, and I have been looking for it for many years, but I have forgotten him again.

"If you want to go back to Ji Qingyan, I will follow you. I don't want to force you. It's just that Guixu Shenzong and the other factions in the Central Plains have agreed to wipe out the soul cultivators and leave no one behind. I'm afraid you will hide in the Shangqing Palace from now on. come out."

"All soul cultivators will be killed?"

"Ah."

There was no more to say here, Guan Lingdao hung his head and said nothing for a long time.In this way, Lu Yesheng's soul technique is probably also taught by Ren Guanling. Now that Lu Yesheng is a soul cultivator and Ren Guanling is also a soul cultivator, things are getting more difficult.Once the matter is exposed, Ji Qingyan can protect himself and Ren Guanling, so can he even protect Lu Yesheng who has a grudge against Guixu Shenzong?

"Guan Ying, brother has something he wants to do, and he doesn't want to hide somewhere for the rest of his life. But I know you want to go back to Shangqing Palace with Ji Qingyan, and I won't stop you."

Guan Lingdao felt depressed all of a sudden.

Returning to Ji Qingyan's side, he would have to leave behind his long-lost brother, and maybe watch Ren Guanling die.How selfish must he be, to abandon his elder brother who was willing to suffer to protect him for his own desire?

There are only three people in his heart, teacher father, Ren Guanling, and Ji Qingyan.Ji Qingyan is his selfishness, but in terms of emotion and logic, Ren Guanling should be ranked ahead of Ji Qingyan.

"You don't have to make a decision so quickly. The place we live in is hidden, and no one will find it for a while. You can relax these days and talk about it."

Ren Guanling stroked Guan Lingdao's hair before turning around and leaving.

Since then, Guan Lingdao has lived a boring life in this place.

I don't know where this is, the high gate compound, simple and elegant, there are a few servants cleaning the room and cleaning the courtyard.They didn't know who Ren Guanling was, and they never asked any questions. They behaved well and didn't like to talk. They just called them "Mr. Li".

Soon in early autumn, the leaves on the trees had some red and yellow tips, and the wind rustled.Ren Guanling seemed to have a lot of things to do. From time to time, news of Huoyang paper came. Guan Lingdao was inconvenient to ask more questions, and he had no intention of practicing. He found things to pass the time and dispatched depression.

When I first learned how to blend souls, I wished I could always play with flowers and plants, and stayed in the back mountain of Shangqing Palace all day and all night, but now that I have time, I don't know why I can't cheer up.Although he was afraid that Ji Qingyan would find out that he was a soul cultivator before, he also vaguely hoped that one day he could be on an equal footing with him and finally get his approval.Now it doesn't matter whether he admits it or not, he is a soul cultivator who personally kills people, and his reputation spreads all over the country. If Ji Qingyan wants to protect his life, he has to hide it well so that no one will know.

Is this really interesting?

In addition, there is still a small matter in my heart that is difficult to resolve.

In the past few days, I vaguely recalled what happened when I was in a coma at night, and I always felt that something was wrong.It was hot and humid in the middle of the night, and I was sweating all over, and sometimes I would wake up from unspeakable spring dreams, and when I looked down, there was a large piece of it on the bed.

He was very annoyed, although what he recalled was only fragments, he didn't dare to assert or be sure, but he couldn't let him not be suspicious.The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged, did he do something with Ji Qingyan in those days?

No way, such a big thing, did I just go through it in such a daze? !

He asked Ren Guanling about this in a secretive way, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he stumbled.The latter said: "I don't know, your master lived alone with you at that time, I didn't see anything."

Living alone together, that's what happened, what sure happened!

Guan Lingdao couldn't even sleep well.

upset!Why can't I remember anything!He didn't know what Master did to him, what he did first, what he did, what gestures he used!

Thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved.

But it's not right to think about it. With a mind like Master's, how could it be possible to take advantage of him while he was asleep?Could it be that he felt guilty and ashamed for doing that to him?

In the dead of night, I couldn't help but create a small stage in my mind.

The master has loved him for a long time, and wants to do this to him every night, but it is a pity that he dare not make mistakes because of the master-student relationship.We hadn't seen each other for several months, and finally rescued him from the Red Sandalwood Palace. The master was so emotional that he couldn't control himself when we met again, and finally pulled his clothes away when he was unconscious.He yelled softly, "Master, don't do this, we are masters and apprentices, it's against the rules", resisting with shame on his face.The master gently pulled his clothes away: "Lingdao, you are obedient." He was trembling with no clothes on, and finally pushed halfway, and hugged the body of the master he had coveted for a long time: "Master, please be gentle."

The play came to an abrupt end.

Thinking of this, I can't think anymore, and I don't know what the ecstasy will be like next. Sometimes I feel wronged and hug the quilt in the middle of the night.

What is he missing?Ji Qingyan secretly touched him, but he couldn't think of anything.

The weather was fine that day. He put on a black singlet and went out alone. The autumn air was crisp and the cool breeze was blowing. He broke a twig and played with it, walking slowly along the path.Ren Guanling was busy with things, he was depressed and couldn't resolve it, so he could only go to the nearby mountains to see the scenery.

Walking to the half-foot-wide road, people passed by one after another on the road, men and women, in an endless stream. After careful questioning, it turned out that there was a temple fair today, and it was a good day, so they went to play in the temple on the mountain in small groups. .

He usually smiles even when he is expressionless, and passers-by on the road turn their heads to look at him from time to time, especially the young teenage village girl, who has a bamboo basket on her arm, glances at him, and then whispers with her head down. Qiaoxiaoqianxi, talking endlessly.

He pretended not to see them embarrassedly, and smiled at them. Several people cheered the hall, and a young woman who looked more aggressive was pushed over by the others. She cleared her throat and asked: "Who are they? Let me ask you, today is the beginning of autumn, why do you wear black clothes to the temple fair?"

Guan Lingdao was dumbfounded: "Can't you wear black to the temple fair?"

"Everyone wears bright colors when they go to temple fairs, but you are not afraid of bad luck if you wear such black." The girls laughed together, "Where are you from, why have I never seen you before?"

Speaking of this, suddenly the road was dusty, and a little boy covered in mud ran over and knocked the girl to the ground unexpectedly.The girl's head was full of golden stars, her face was flushed with anger, and her willow eyebrows stood upright: "I don't have long eyes!"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind passed by, and the little boy wailed in pain, and his shoulder was pressed to the ground by a young disciple: "Hugh, run away!"

This disciple was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, with a light hair band on his head, and a cold look in his eyes: "This person is a soul cultivator."

The little boy's body was shaking unceasingly, his dirty face was covered with tears, and he cried in a mournful voice: "I didn't kill anyone, I was forced to do so in the Red Sandalwood Palace!"

The disciple pulled the little boy up without saying a word, and before he could speak, there was another wind around him, several men wearing light yellow Taoist robes of the same color flew from a distance, and landed nearby one after another.One of them was younger, with a slightly unbearable expression on his face: "Such a half-grown child is being persecuted again..."

The man in the lead had a grim expression, his thin lips were tightly closed, and he looked down at the ragged little boy, as if he had accumulated grievances for a long time: "Only you believe his words, how do you know he didn't kill anyone? Even a child of this size Also learn soul cultivation, if you don’t kill others, how will you and I cultivate in the future?”

As soon as the sword in his hand turned over, he was about to stab down immediately.

The boy's body was trembling, his face was pale, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of fear.

Guan Lingdao felt depressed, flipped his sleeves lightly, and something flew out from his waist, and hit the sword lightly and delicately.The man's long sword missed the boy, his eyes narrowed, and then a black shadow flew in front of him, and a handsome man in black with peach blossom eyes pulled the boy behind him.

In an instant, the situation took a turn for the worse. Several disciples were caught off guard, with defensive expressions on their faces, and raised their swords to look at Guan Lingdao.They looked up and down the tall man in front of them, thinking to themselves that this man looked unfamiliar, and the clothes on his body were not of any sect, and he looked a little evil, so they couldn't guess who he was for a while.

"Who is this young master?" The man in the lead looked gloomy, "Please step aside, young master, this child is a soul cultivator, and there is hostility in his body. It is not wrong for us to kill him."

Guan Lingdao's face was pale, and a slightly tired smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.Ren Guanling was right, as a soul cultivator, he really couldn't stand the current world.The elder brother didn't want to obstruct him and Ji Qingyan, the world was in chaos, and the soul cultivator was in great pain, so what was he hiding in the Shangqing Palace to be a grandson?

There are some things that are more important than my little love for children.

Master...

"To kill or not to kill, it's not up to you to make the decision." He smiled, and the peach blossoms in the corners of his eyes slanted, "For our soul cultivation, whether we should kill or not, from now on, we have the final say."