Travel through the long dream millennium

It was a long, long nightmare.

As if caught in a vast and deep ocean, countless fish representing memory fragments swam past him. Gu Changli couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch one or two, and then the images and sounds flooded into his mind called He pressed his temple subconsciously.

Those were two blurred faces of a man and a woman. Gu Changli couldn't clearly see their appearances, but he could feel a deep admiration, like relatives who are connected by blood.In this memory, he seems to be still very young, no more than three or four years old—perhaps this is an important reason for the unclear memory.Even so, from those trivial and ordinary times together, he still feels full of love and nostalgia, bound by blood, the purest and most sincere feelings in the world.

It's a pity that the fragments related to these are too rare and meager, like soap bubbles in the sun, shining with dazzling iridescent light, but they are vulnerable to a single blow.

Soon, the environment in the child's memory changed from a small but sunny house to a dark and damp room filled with many children of his age. Since then, he has never seen the pair of statues again. It is his parents' man and woman.

The story that happened next became extremely abstract and distorted because of the recorder's immature age, fearful heart, and ignorant eyes. It seems that everyone and everything have become like demons. ferocious.The air is filled with the stench of blood, mixed with children's screams, sharp and cold needle test tubes, a tall "monster" with a white mask on his face and indifferent eyes, and every time he is forcibly taken away, he never dies again. Did not come back, less and less friends...

Finally, on a certain day, the iron door of the room was opened again, and the monster that made the sound of "da da" footsteps casually stretched out its fingers and pointed at him who was curled up in the corner. Submerged him, but he himself did not have any ability to resist and struggle.

Different from those strange things that were injected into the body with needles and vials in the past few times and were suspected to be taken orally as medicines, what appeared in front of the child this time was a tube of extremely beautiful liquid that was packed in a glass syringe and was as clear as snow.If it hadn't been for the example of the agony of the hell-like torment, perhaps the child would have been quite happy to drink that beautiful "drink".

However, no matter whether he likes it or not, there is still only one final outcome - being fixed on the experimental table, staring blankly at the dazzling shadowless lamp above him, feeling the cold and sharp needle piercing his arm, injecting blood into his body. Numb trembling liquid.

The child originally thought that the experience of cutting fire after several previous experiments had honed his will to be extremely firm, and he would never shake his fear because of pain—such a naive and stupid idea was quickly shattered by the cruel reality .

Scream, scream, keep screaming...

Gu Changli, who recalled that scene again, clearly felt that everything around him was covered with blood.An intense and endless pain surged from all limbs and bones, and he was drawn into a vortex with countless blades. In just one breath, he could feel his body being wounded by thousands of blades. Tens of thousands of blades cut alive countless times, and the painful convulsions and struggles as a stress response could not be relieved even a little bit.The child's limbs were bound and fixed to the corners of the laboratory table by tough belts. This approach successfully prevented his self-harm behavior, but it also multiplied the spread of severe pain and despair.

【It hurts...it hurts ahhhhh...】

The child who had completely lost his will to survive kept raising the back of his head and hitting the iron experimental table violently, trying to knock himself out or kill him. Unfortunately, he had already been deprived of most of his physical strength by the severe pain, except for the back of his head. Apart from a small wound, there were no other unnecessary consequences.

In the chaos, he seemed to hear annoying noises lingering around his side like flies.

"Failed again?"

"Sure enough, it's not okay to inject blood directly. The blood of those monsters is pure poison to normal people..."

"But the lord wants us to produce a test product that satisfies him within the time limit. How can we make it in time if we don't use ruthless drugs!"

"Even so, the amount of consumables these days is too high. The more than 100 children who survived the previous few qualified medicines all died cleanly. Excellent experimental materials, without them, do we have to use ourselves to do those experiments?!"

"Enough! Stop arguing, look at the test product, his reaction is not right!"

"The speed of the heartbeat has increased!"

"The breathing rate is gradually decreasing!!"

"His blood, his blood has faded!"

"Is it a success?!"

"We really managed to create a "monster"?!"

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"Apprentice, what's wrong with you, apprentice, wake up!"

Outside the dream realm, Xuan Qing, who was awakened by Gu Changli's painful groans like sleepwalking, resolutely appeared from the sea of ​​consciousness, and was immediately shocked to find that his good apprentice's face was as pale as snow, and his cheeks were stained with tears. Shi Zheng kept shaking his head, whispering in a weak tone with a crying voice.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

"!!!"

Xuan Qing, who had never seen Chang Li so fragile, was anxious on the spot. Although he didn't know what his apprentice was going through at this moment, it didn't prevent him from understanding that the culprit of all this was probably because of him. Today's dream.

He immediately used the sound transmission to wake up Changli, but the "spiritual communication" that had been invincible before suddenly fell off the chain at a critical moment, and there was no response, and then there were all kinds of simple methods of clearing the heart and awakening the gods. , but there is still no sign of half of it working.

Xuan Qing, who was unable to touch the real thing in the soul body state, even though he stared so hard, he still couldn't even help Gu Changli wipe the sweat that kept oozing from his forehead, and even wet the pillow below him. .

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion came to my heart, Xuanqing's originally clear and bright eyes gradually turned dark blood red, and the aura around her became more and more depressed, and a low but desolate laugh kept coming out of her mouth.

"It's in vain for me to pretend to be a generation of trendy people who have practiced the Tao for three hundred years and have seen the Dao, but in the end it is difficult to shelter one person! The way of heaven is not fair, why am I innocent, why do I repeatedly target and want to be put to death?!"

For more than three hundred years, what kind of Taoism has been cultivated, and what kind of fairy has become? !

The way of cultivating caves and tomorrow's secrets can't clear up the death of disciples; becoming the supreme golden immortal can't break the knot of heart.

When he was nine years old, the whole village was slaughtered, and due to the changes in the celestial phenomena, he figured that this son was destined to be his disciple, so he gave him a jade card to accept Changli's entrance, but he didn't pay much attention to it other than that.

Thousands of miles away, lonely land is hard to find, what kind of hardships and hardships did the little boy and young fox have to go through to reach the mountain gate within three months?Afterwards, the gathering of spirits manifested again, the monsters coveted, and the world started to move... Even if he gave up his life to cultivate, in the end, it was the child who relied on many tricks to calculate and died with the culprit under the catastrophe with the body of the Nascent Soul.

If I hadn't led him onto this path on my own initiative, if he hadn't met me from the very beginning, with this child's character and ability, why wouldn't he have lived a happier and smoother life?

As a master, I said it was beautiful, but which time did I really protect it forever?

Xuanqing, Xuanqing, what virtue and ability do you have to make this child call you Master?

Even if it's a new world, there is a lingering shadow crisis lurking under it, why can you still make negligent mistakes again and again? !

The obsession is hard to get rid of, and illusions abound, Xuanqing can't control his emotions at all, and he almost wants to be possessed.

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"Dad...Mom...Brother..."

"Well... Master... Master..."

Suddenly, Gu Changli, who was deeply trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself, squeezed out a few words of simple words from his mouth, and it was these few words that were too weak to listen carefully or even easily ignored Qing dragged back from the brink of collapse.The blood in his eyes quickly faded, he quickly knelt down on the bedside, and gently covered Gu Changli's clenched right hand with one hand, even though he knew that the other party might not be able to hear his voice, he still spoke in an extremely gentle and clear voice He replied over and over again, "The master is here, the master is here, and I am not going anywhere."

"Don't be afraid, don't cry."

"Master is here, always here."

Moonlight quietly streamed into the hut from the window on one side, and sprinkled on the slender and slender figure with long hair like a waterfall, fully exposing his current movements.

His right hand gently patted Gu Changli's chest comfortingly, but his left hand was half-hung above his forehead, emitting a soft and non-glare clear light.

That ray of light flowed into the body of the unconscious young man with frowning brows bit by bit like a stream of water, at the same time, Xuan Qing's figure gradually faded or even disappeared from bottom to top.

"It's master, I was dizzy for a while, but I forgot that this body of spiritual crystallization is just right for my disciple's current situation."

Noticing that after injecting the pure soul power into Gu Changli's body, the young man's expression was obviously improving, Xuanqing couldn't help but smile, his handsome face was full of satisfaction.

"This time... master can finally protect you well..."

He slowly closed his eyes, and channeled the last bit of strength that built up his body into Gu Changli's body. At this moment, his figure had faded to transparency.

"I'm sorry, apprentice brother, the master has to go one step further this time..." Xuan Qing obviously had expectations of his current appearance, there was no panic on his face, but a touch of regret And shallow reluctance.

"Every time, every time—"

An abrupt voice suddenly sounded from inside the room.

Xuan Qing, who was quietly closing his eyes and waiting for the end of his disappearance, opened his eyes in astonishment, and stared blankly at his own apprentice who had turned over from the bed and sat up at some point, holding his arms and looking at him in displeasure.

"Is it fun to always plan to leave the apprentice alone?"

"Long away..."

"Apprentice was just accepting the rotten things of the original body. After finally getting it right, I can open my eyes. Then I saw that you, old man, were going to disappear again. This is the second time you have played me like this. Don't you know that my apprentice is very vengeful?"

"Whether it's true or not, but just watching you as an apprentice suffering unbearably, as a master, I can't do anything about it... It's completely unbearable."

Xuan Qing, who was about to disappear completely, straightened his sleeves, tilted his head and smiled slyly, "Since Master cares about you so much, how about saying goodbye with a nice word?"

"The scourge will last for thousands of years, it will not be so easy for you old man to leave."

Sighing helplessly, Gu Changli stretched out his hand and gently scratched in Xuanqing's direction—then smoothly grabbed a long and slender body into his arms.

"..."

After Xuan Qing and Gu Changli stared blankly for a long while, the latter suddenly showed a malicious smile on his face, and pulled Xuan Qing's cheek at a lightning speed——then he slammed Pull it out.

"!!!"

Caught off guard by Gu Changli's great strength, Xuan Qing, who was made to burst into tears by Gu Changli's great strength, finally got out of the "demon's clutches" after a lot of struggle. Only then did he realize it, and asked quite inconceivably, "I didn't... No, apprentice, how did you meet me?!"

"This can be regarded as a small reward for solving the messy memories of the original body..."

Gu Changli scratched his cheek helplessly.

"memory?"

Xuan Qing quickly grasped the key words from Gu Changli's words.

"After all the confusion just now, I finally understand why I didn't inherit the memory of my original body..." Patting his chest with lingering fear, Gu Changli looked fortunate for the rest of his life, "He just couldn't accept my own If it was a newcomer, I would have endured those... It can be said to be extremely terrifying past events, and I might have committed suicide on the spot."

Recalling Gu Changli's fragile performance when he was immersed in the nightmare, Xuan Qing was silent for a while.

He knew very well what kind of steel-like heart and will this handsome and delicate young man in front of him had, and the memory that could torture such a him into that kind of memory, just the simple idea would make people shudder.

So, before Gu Changli had time to tease Xuan Qing that sitting in his arms was not at all dignified as a master, he was hugged back by the person in his arms with a dazed expression.

"My dear apprentice, you have suffered." Xuan Qing stroked the young man's hair that was as soft as silk, and praised with both pity and relief.

Gu Changli: "..."