Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

In the end, under the shock of Yin Changxin, the monks had to retreat temporarily.

Ziwei Pavilion's loss of the Holy Son is equivalent to losing all face in front of everyone, but all the elders dare not speak out, watching Taoist Xuyun and his party go away in the colorful light after the rain.

……

Above the sea.

An isolated island more than three hundred miles away from Taiqing Island.

Spring is the season when all things grow and the trees are lush.

A huge golden dragon was lying in a light sleep under the shade of a tree. It slept soundly and even dripped a few drops of ambergris unconsciously from its mouth.

As soon as the saliva landed on the ground, it seeped into the soil, and the overgrown weeds were nourished by it. There was already a faint light on the leaves, and it must have turned into a fairy grass in a few years.

Under the shadow of another adjacent tree, Yin Changxin and Lin Lingqing sat cross-legged.

Taoist Xuyun closed his eyes and breathed out, pinched his left hand together on his heart, and put his right hand on the center of his disciple's eyebrows.A mysterious aura spread between the two, as if there were invisible ripples swirling back and forth.

Fang Zhiyuan knelt and sat a few steps away from the two of them, using his divine sense to control the aura of heaven and earth around him, protecting the master and apprentice.

The situation of Lin Lingqing's soul is so dangerous that even Yin Changxin dare not delay.Before returning to Xuyunzong, he found an isolated island and landed on it, first recuperating his spirit.

More than an hour has passed since the two of them entered meditation.

Yin Changxin slowly withdrew his skills, stretched his waist, and said sadly: "Oh... let's do this first."

Fang Zhiyuan's nerves, which had been tense to the extreme, exploded and then loosened. He immediately got up and rushed forward in three steps at a time, "What's the matter!"

Yin Changxin tapped Lin Lingqing's heart lightly with his fingers, and said lazily, "Wake up."

"..."

Lin Lingqing opened his eyes.

The handsome and handsome young man in white had the curtain of eyelashes lifted, but his eyes were as pure and dazed as a child's.

There was no expression on his face, but his upper body leaned forward, limply slipped into Yin Changxin's arms, and grabbed his snow-white fur coat and shrunk into a small ball, dully: "Master...father."

Yin Changxin hugged Lin Lingqing frankly, but he said to Zhiyuan: "For the time being, I have stabilized his spirit, and sealed off most of his intelligence by the way... This child is too thoughtful, so that he can keep his spirit unbroken. It's just that I've become a little silly and lethargic, and nothing else will hinder it."

As if to confirm his words, Lin Lingqing squinted his eyes halfway, laying in Yin Changxin's arms drowsily, with a faint voice like a newborn kitten faintly coming out of his throat.

"This……"

Fang Zhiyuan's heart felt hot when he saw it, and he couldn't help asking: "How long will he be like this...for?"

"At least three days, at most five days. When his spirit is more stable, he will naturally regain consciousness."

Yin Changxin also picked up Lin Lingqing and stuffed it into Fang Zhiyuan's arms like a little white cat dumpling:

"Here, just stay here with him these few days, if Qing'er returns to Xuyun with this appearance, it will scare the others into a mess. Crying and fussing is not conducive to the recuperation of the soul."

Fang Zhiyuan: "...Yes."

"As a teacher, I will take back the things you picked up first."

"Yes."

Yin Changxin then turned his head and walked to Ao Zhao, Fuchen touched Jinlong's head, and said leisurely: "Little Longer, come with me."

Ao Zhao opened his eyes, let out a low growl, and raised his head.

Logically speaking, a divine beast of ancient blood like the golden dragon would not be easily manipulated by others, but Taoist Xuyun's tone seemed flat, but it contained a power that made people unable to resist.

There was a rustling sound on the tree, and Shentu, who was dozing off on the branch, popped up and said with a smile, "Taoist, I just..."

Yin Changxin: "You also follow me back to Xuyun."

The little demon boy stuck out his tongue and shrank his neck.

The only thing Yin Changxin didn't take away was Jina, the son of Ziwei who had been infiltrated by yin energy and was not completely out of danger.

Fang Zhiyuan threw him and the comatose Zi Xiaoluan into the depths of the Sea God Pearl and carried him with him.

A moment later, Fang Zhiyuan watched as Master drove the Golden Dragon into the sky, the clouds and mist were misty, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"..."

He lowered his eyes, rubbed Lin Lingqing's long black hair that was hanging down over his shoulders with his palm, and lifted it up.

Lin Lingqing had already fallen asleep peacefully on his chest, and after shedding the cover-up of forbearance, she could finally see a bit of tiredness on her slightly pale face.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at it for a long time with a complicated expression.

Finally he sighed: "Sure enough, I'm still so stupid and lovable."

……

For Fang Zhiyuan, spending the night in the wilderness is by no means unfamiliar; neither is spending the night in the wild with his sick brother.

Cultivators have self-cultivation in their bodies, so they don't get dust, are not bitten by poisonous insects, and don't have to be annoyed by cold, heat, hunger and thirst.This saves a lot of trouble.

Fang Zhiyuan is used to being a rough person. If he was to go out alone, [-]% of the time he would go straight to the night. Only when he was really tired would he find a tree and sit under a tree for the night.

But now with Lin Lingqing, Fang Zhiyuan is not willing to part with it.It's a pity that neither he nor his senior brother had a tent, bedding and other items in his Qiankun bag, so he could only make do with it.

Holding Lin Lingqing in his arms, he walked more than half of the wild island leisurely, found a small cave with a leeward wind before nightfall, and started a fire with dead branches picked up along the way.

Then he took out some soft blankets and clothes from the senior brother's Qiankun bag, spread three layers on the floor, carried Lin Chengqing over, and asked him to sleep on it.

Finally, a simple spell was placed at the entrance of the cave to prevent wild beasts from approaching - although no wild beasts could hurt him, it was not enough to disturb the fragile little soul of the senior brother.

After doing all this in silence, Fang Zhiyuan just sat down on the spot, looking at the stone wall of the cave illuminated by the fire, a little lost in thought.

...Can't help but think back to the scene of the sky cracking, flying sand and rocks, black air hovering in the clouds, and flashing with thunder.

Look at the quiet sky at dusk on this small island today, the black crows are returning to their nests, and the evening wind is blowing.A sense of unreality came silently.

Fang Zhiyuan raised his hand and pinched the frowning brows.

He didn't think it was over like this.

Recalling carefully, when the dark currents of the previous life fell, it directly destroyed the 88 Spirit Pagoda and affected most of the fairy world.

And although the torrent of Yin Qi that descended this time was terrifying, it was still much weaker than in the previous life.

Including the early arrival of the Outer God, all these indicate that there will definitely be more troubles in the future.

The surrounding night was getting darker, Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help but glanced at Lin Lingqing, and thought to himself: Could it be that senior brother has settled all of this?

Eighty percent is.

... They didn't even discuss a few words with him.

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan buried his face in his palms and rubbed them.

Knowing that he was suspicious, he still couldn't help but wonder... Could it be that Lin Lingqing didn't like him at all, that's why he didn't say anything to him?

Could it be that he is really so far behind Lin Lingqing! ?

Is it...

Suddenly, Fang Zhiyuan woke up from his entangled emotions, and the corner of his clothes was tugged by the fingers stretched from behind.

"A Yuan."

Lin Lingqing woke up.

Fang Zhiyuan turned his head quickly, and Lin Lingqing was lying on his side with his snow sleeve on his pillow, his eyes were hazy from sleep, he stretched out a hand to this side, and said lightly: "Hold Qing'er."

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan wanted to get up halfway, but was shocked by the soft three words and froze.

He couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and tentatively asked, "Master...brother?"

Lin Lingqing's expression was very natural.

This is terrible, Fang Zhiyuan never imagined that Lin Lingqing would call himself "Qing'er" in front of him one day!

Is this what the master said about "getting a little stupid", now when the senior brother wakes up, he might be silenced...

After a long time without a response, Lin Lingqing was upset.

He stretched out his hands instead, and said more emphatically: "Hold."

Fang Zhiyuan picked him up in a hurry, the movement was too hasty, the wind stirred up the fire.When the flames were chaotic, the shadows of the two people on the stone wall were even more entangled and swaying.

"...Huh?" Fang Zhiyuan realized something was wrong when he hugged him into his arms. Lin Lingqing's body temperature was a little cold, which was not normal for a monk.

Lin Lingqing seemed to be a little uncomfortable. The demon king in this state would not hide it, but frowned slightly and rubbed against his junior brother to warm himself up, moaning vaguely in his throat, revealing his uncomfortable appearance.

Fang Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly, he quickly stabilized him again, and released a ray of spiritual power to investigate.

Only then did this exploration uncover the problem.Lin Lingqing sealed the sky crack by himself. Although Lu Kuifu protected him, he would not suffer too much damage, but the silent invasion of Yin Qi could not be avoided.

Now, Yin and Yang, which were always considered impossible to coexist, are entangled in his body, barely maintaining a mysterious balance.

——This is an unprecedented example in the fairy world.

However, Lin Lingqing had devoted himself to studying this in his previous life. Fang Zhiyuan not only knew about it, but also helped a lot.

Therefore, he was only slightly taken aback, and soon he couldn't help but secretly said: Could it be that senior brother is not enough to create a magic way, what kind of new way should he create in this life?

However, if you look carefully, you can feel that in comparison, the yin qi that invades the body has the upper hand, and the aura is weak.

Yin and Yang cannot be completely balanced... That's why Lin Lingqing feels cold and uncomfortable now.

Fang Zhiyuan thought about it, held Lin Lingqing's face with one hand, and asked half amusedly: "Brother, don't you want to bite me again?"

"……Um……"

Lin Lingqing pursed the corners of his lips unbearably. He stared at Fang Zhiyuan's skin close at hand, thinking that he could feel the pure spiritual flow beneath it, and the corners of his eyes were also slightly flushed.

This reaction seems to really want to bite.

Fang Zhiyuan picked him up and pressed him on his shoulder.His eyes flashed, and he tore off his neckline, revealing his slender neck.

"... Bite."

In his previous life, he was almost bitten to death in the snow by the possessed Lin Lingqing. The wound was deep and naturally scarred.

Later, he separated from his senior brother, and the scar... I don't know what kind of weird psychology, but he has never been willing to use magic to remove it.

It's a pity that it is gone in this life.

If Lin Lingqing could bite him again...

At some point, the flickering flames had settled down.

The moon came out outside, and the cave where the two of them were alone was originally very quiet, except for the sound of crackling firewood, which closely stimulated the eardrums.

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were dark.

His lips were tight, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Lin Lingqing was panting slightly, and her eyes were even more blurred.Finally, after rubbing Fang Zhiyuan's cheek for a long time impatiently, he opened his mouth, and his canine teeth touched the skin of Fang Zhiyuan's neck.

"Um……"

The tip of the tooth grinds against the skin, sinking a little bit.

Fang Zhiyuan felt a dull pain.

He was shamefully a little agitated.

Repeated: "Bite it."

Then he closed his eyes.

But the next moment, the pressure on the skin on the neck dropped sharply.

Lin Lingqing let go suddenly, backed away a little, and stared blankly at the tooth mark left by him, showing a trace of panic.

Fang Zhiyuan also opened his eyes, hooked his lips, and said softly, "What?"

He hugged Lin Lingqing and adjusted his sitting posture, "It doesn't hurt, it's okay if you bite." He whispered, "Be obedient, swallow the Lingliu and you won't be cold."

Lin Lingqing raised his eyes, frowned in displeasure, and said inarticulately: "No...it hurts."

After saying that, he suddenly leaned forward, took the place he had just bitten in his mouth, and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it.

"Hiss!" Fang Zhiyuan took a breath of air in horror, and all of a sudden he felt a rush of hot thoughts rushing upwards, blowing his mind blank.

"What are you doing—"

Almost out of control, he pinched Lin Lingqing's waist in embarrassment and pushed him away. He took a breath and raised his head, only to see Lin Lingqing looking at him blankly and innocently.

Fang Zhiyuan: "..."

Lin Lingqing blinked: "?"

Fang Zhiyuan let out a wry smile, and said to himself, "Sure enough, it's still cute and silly."

As he said that, he easily tore off his shirt, his eyes were deep: "This is what you chose, Senior Brother."

There's no way, he can't just let Lin Lingqing suffer.

This is the most efficient and safest way to send Lingqi to Lin Lingqing to balance with Yin Qi, double cultivation.

Fang Zhiyuan picked up Lin Lingqing horizontally and put him on the ground.With both arms propped on both sides of Lin Lingqing's head, the coolness of the cave rocks came up through the palms touching the ground.

He saw himself and the fire in his brother's dark eyes.

"Since you don't bite me, I have to help you in another way."

In fact, if you want to tell the truth, Fang Zhiyuan thought about it when Lin Lingqing was backlashed by Yin Qi.

It's just that at that time, he thought that with his senior brother's "pure and pure" disposition, he would rather die than suffer such humiliation; moreover, at that time, the Demon King's body was indeed so weak that he couldn't touch it at all. I didn't even dare to try it.

This is not him taking advantage of others...

"...A Yuan?"

Lin Lingqing grabbed the clothes on the lower bunk with her fingers and called out softly.

The flames behind him flickered.

Fang Zhiyuan bent down.

The two shadows on the stone wall are elongated, jumping and stretching in the quiet night of the deserted island, sometimes violently, sometimes slowly.Until a certain moment, it seemed that the dark fireworks bloomed gorgeously, and the eyes were full of illusions.

In the end, they sank and entangled in one place tenderly.