I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

After Qin Chiyu sank into the inner palace, he passed into a cloud of memories.

I don't know what to see today.

However, every time he saw what happened in the past, it either broadened Qin Chiyu's horizons, or deepened his understanding of someone around him, or discovered the hidden secrets under the surface of fragments in the present world. , will be more or less rewarding.

And what Qin Chiyu wants to see most is of course the memories related to Lu Xianchang.

Suddenly, a magnified delicate face appeared in front of Qin Chiyu, and Qin Chiyu stepped back abruptly.

See you Han!

It was Han Xijian before entering meditation, and Han Xijian after entering meditation!

Qin Chiyu felt dizzy for a while, recently he was haunted by Han Xijian, a lingering guy.

I can't understand why Han Xijian would want to make friends with a female ghost. This kind of lingering feeling can't provide people with the power to heal at all. Isn't a gentle and powerful person like Lu Xianchang more suitable as a confidant? Just look at his smile, all the haze and unsatisfactory in the cultivation will disappear.

Qin Chiyu was thinking, when he heard Han Xijian say, "Junior Brother Qin, did you hear that?"

Um?What?

"Sure enough, you've lost your mind again. I'm telling you that I won't participate in the Four Seas Ranking Tournament this time. If Master asks, please tell him." Han Xijian said.

Qin Chiyu heard himself say: "Why don't you tell Master yourself?"

Only then did he realize that when he entered the memory cloud this time, he was directly sucked into the body of Qin Chiyu from his previous life.

Han Xijian in front of her showed a troubled look: "...Xiaoyue is not feeling well, and I have to take care of her."

After all, Han Xijian left in a hurry.

The mist gradually dissipated, and this memory cloud was particularly small.

Qin Chiyu was hanging in the sky, and before he could recover, another cloud and mist flew towards him.

This time it was night, in a garden similar in size to Wanhua Villa, under the corner of the wall, where white light flashed, Han Xijian, who had come back with a flying sword, hurried to the ground and walked towards the small gate.

A beam of light shines through the window lattice, illuminating the flower window in the corner, and there is a shadow on the window lattice, which is Fu Weiyi.

When Han Xi saw passing by Fu Weiyi's room, she glanced sideways and walked quickly.

The fog dissipated and gathered again.

This time Qin Chiyu saw a letter.

He hasn't seen such a formal letter for a long time. Paper cranes are used to transmit messages in Xuanmen, unless it is a very formal invitation letter, which needs to be reserved, or if the spiritual power is insufficient, it cannot be dispatched. To move the paper crane, I had to send letters by means of flying pigeons.

The current letter... is probably the latter.

The handwriting on the letter is flimsy and messy, and there are large areas of water stains. It should have been written hastily in an embarrassing environment. The charcoal stick itself is not suitable for writing. You can vaguely see the well-trained basic skills of the children of the aristocratic family. The contradictory and entangled psychology when writing, obviously brought a lot of difficulty in identifying the handwriting on this letter.

First of all, the title is Master, this letter is written to Lu Wanxian, and the signature is Han Xijian.

The content of the letter is about going around in circles and talking about traveling with Xiaoyue and encountering some situations. Xiaoyue’s health is not good and she needs spiritual support, so I hope Master can lend him some spirit stones so that he can get help. If you have money, you can buy some spiritual liquid to support Xiaoyue.

When Qin Chiyu saw this letter, he was a little surprised, because Han Xi saw that he had a strong self-esteem, and unless he couldn't hold on anymore, he would never ask for help, even for Lu Wanxian.

At the beginning, Han Xijian's flying sword and butterfly wings were taken away by Han Sansi, and Han Xijian was faced with the dilemma of being unable to participate in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony. Even under such circumstances, Han Xijian cried in public and did not tell Lu Wanxian A "seeking" word.

But today, Qin Chiyu saw Han Xijian's letter begging Lu Wanxian for the ghost.

Suspicions abounded in his heart, but this cloud of memories was determined not to let him read it from beginning to end. A gust of wind passed, and the clouds in front of him gathered and dispersed, and Qin Chiyu read seven or eight pages in total. This kind of letter, the handwriting becomes more chaotic, and the tone becomes more humble and ashamed. Qin Chiyu can see from it that Lu Wanxian has sent Han Xijian enough spirit stones without hesitation every time, so Han Xijian also feels that If you can't say it, you can borrow it again. After all, in the last life, Lu Wanxian didn't have a lot of money. In order to exchange the magic weapon for his apprentice, he had to pawn the local specialties of his hometown to the Bafang Bank for money.

But Han Xijian was still writing to ask to borrow the spirit stone, Qin Chiyu's heart was getting heavier and heavier, he could feel that something irreversible seemed to happen.

He could feel it, but Lu Wanxian couldn't help it.

The next cloud and mist drifted past, and Qin Chiyu saw Lu Wanxian sitting at the table, the lights on the table were flickering, illuminating his face, his brows were furrowed, his phoenix eyes were downcast, and he was looking at a paper crane on the table.

Suddenly, Lu Wanxian raised his head and looked in Qin Chiyu's direction.

Qin Chiyu knew that he was probably brought into his previous life again.

Lu Wanxian looked through him at this time, and what he was looking at was actually himself in his previous life.

"I've thought about it, but I still have to go and have a look." Lu Wanxian said, "What happened to him, I can only know the specific situation when I go there myself."

"..." Qin Chiyu in the previous life didn't speak, but there was an expression of disapproval on his face.

"Do you think it's inappropriate? But, alas, it's a pity that although he has left Xuanmen and chose to return to the common world, this is a decision he made, and we should respect it, but I am always worried. To solve this matter, I'm afraid I won't be able to concentrate on my cultivation..." Lu Wanxian rubbed his forehead.

Qin Chiyu heard his calm and indifferent voice say: "Since returning to the mortal world, you should accept that mortals have a limited lifespan. Master, why worry about it? If you are really worried, please ask Brother Fu to take a look. Why bother?" Go there in person, and when you see Han Xi's poor and destitute appearance, you will inevitably feel disturbed, and the retreat is about to break, Master, please think twice before acting."

Lu Wanxian shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything. He put his palms around the paper crane and fell into deep thought.

The next moment, the picture changed.He was still at the table, but Lu Wanxian had already received the message from Fu Weiyi.

Lu Wanxian obviously accepted Qin Chiyu's suggestion, and sent paper cranes to Fu Weiyi, asking Fu Weiyi to go and see what Han Xijian was doing now.

The news that Fu Weiyi sent back was exactly the content of reporting Han Xijian's current situation to Lu Wanxian after he visited Han Xijian and delivered the spirit stone to Han Xijian.

Fu Weiwei's paper cranes are always concise and to the point, and this time is no exception. One sentence conveyed Han Xijian's current situation of being unable to protect himself, and said that sending the Lingshi there might relieve Xiaoyue's condition, but it was not a long-term solution.

"The disciple is currently traveling near the Daliang Mountain. If Han Xijian still needs help, the disciple can provide help. Master, please rest assured to retreat."

With Fu Weiyi's promise, Lu Wanxian heaved a sigh of relief, and his face relaxed a little, looking at Qin Chiyu through the full candlelight.

"This retreat may take longer, you..."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Chiyu replied, "I will guard Master, Master, rest assured and go to seclusion."

"Yeah." A faint smile appeared on Lu Wanxian's face.

Qin Chiyu stared blankly at Lu Wanxian, and looked at Lu Xianzhang in his previous life through his own eyes in the past.

The way Lu Xianchang smiled has never changed, always with a touch of worry, it seems that there is never a moment of complete worry-free, heart-painful smile, but so warm and... touching.

However, Qin Chiyu faintly felt that something was wrong.

It seems that in the past, things did not go so smoothly for Han Xijian.

Lu Xianchang seems to have said... In the end, Han Xijian still failed to meet the endless demands of the female ghost, and died of exhaustion of spiritual power?

Qin Chiyu felt a little apprehensive, watching the white clouds in front of him gather and disperse, disperse and gather again, recalling the changing scenes, things really did not go in a good direction.

Lu Wanxian came out of retreat and successfully broke through the realm. Before he could celebrate, Qin Chiyu came in with Fu Weiyi's paper crane and told Lu Wanxian that Fu Weiyi said he couldn't control Han Xijian, and Han Xijian didn't listen to him at all. After the two quarreled, Han Xijian left Daliang Mountain, not knowing where he was going.

Lu Wanxian hurriedly got up to look for Han Xijian, but there was no trace of Han Xijian in the vast world, so Qin Chiyu followed behind him, watching him search for any place Han Xijian might go to.

In the end, Lu Wanxian received a letter saying that Xiaoyue was gone, he didn't need the spirit stone anymore, and the remaining spirit stone was in the cave in Daliang Mountain.

Qin Chiyu didn't know how Lu Wanxian found Han Xijian in the end.

He just passed through the next memory cloud, and saw that on the wilderness full of colorful flowers, there were overlapping snow mountains in the distance. This should be a plateau, deserted, surrounded by flowers and plants, Lu Wanxian was wearing The sleeves of the water-colored elder clothes, which were originally clean, were splattered with blood, and a little dark red was rubbed on his face.

When he saw it for the first time, Qin Chiyu's brain buzzed, his vision moved forward suddenly, his spiritual sense floated to Lu Wanxian's face, staring at his face carefully, he found that there was no sign of injury, and the blood was not his. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Lu Wanxian was holding a person in his arms, and Han Xi saw him.

Han Xi saw that when his spiritual power was exhausted, his cheeks were slightly sunken. He looked very pitiful, but it did not detract from his exquisite beauty at all. On Xian's arm, it seemed that all the worries in the world were gone, and his brows were relaxed. He didn't need to run around for Xiaoyue anymore, and he didn't need to write letters to Master to get entangled with Lingshi when he was in power, and he didn't need to talk to Fu The only thing to argue about is it stupid to give up cultivation, this life has come to an end, looking back on the failed life, Han Xijian seems to be glad that it is coming to an end.

"Master... I'm sorry... If there is an afterlife, I would still like to be your apprentice." As Han Xijian said, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood foam again, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally drooped.

Qin Chiyu looked at all this in astonishment. He had only heard about this passage from Lu Xianzhang before, because he thought it would not happen again in this life, so he didn't take it to heart.

But at this time, he experienced the scene with his own eyes and saw with his own eyes that Han Xijian who got along day and night, Han Xijian who liked to read, gentle Han Xijian, talented Han Xijian, and depressed Han Xijian were all gone. Now, there is only one face that is gradually graying out, as if it has become another person.

Qin Chiyu was hanging in mid-air, with a condescending perspective. From this angle, one could only see Lu Wanxian's shoulders leaning forward slightly, and his spine seemed to be bent by some kind of huge force. His neck was drooping downwards, and he could not be seen. As if coaxing Han Xijian to sleep, he patted the back of that body lightly.

How can you do this……

For a female ghost with ulterior motives, to live up to her dedicated master?

It's all right to let you down, what else do you want to say, would you still be your apprentice in the next life? !

Wouldn't it be better to die far away? Why should Lu Xianchang be sad for the rest of his life? ! !

Qin Chiyu opened his eyes suddenly, and the rush of true energy caused him to open his mouth, and a burst of flames spewed out, and his whole body became abnormally hot, as if it was a precursor to madness.

He quickly calmed down, straightened out the chaotic fire spirit power, and guided the fire spirit power back into the sea of ​​air bit by bit until the temperature on his body dropped.

The anger gradually came under control, and the feeling of being tormented by the fire faded a bit, Qin Chiyu dared to open his eyes again.

A palm as white as jade was reaching out to his forehead, brushing away the wet hair on his forehead, wiping off the sweat from his forehead, and putting it on his forehead with a comfortable warm and cool touch.

The ice silk gloves exuded a trace of coolness, which effectively relieved Qin Chiyu's feverish dizziness.

"you're awake?"

Lu Xianchang's helpless voice came.

"Why don't you say that you set fire to the yard to prevent the two of them from fighting... Forget it, a month has passed."

Qin Chiyu didn't hear what Lu Wanxian said, he slowly raised his hand, grabbed the palm on his forehead, pulled it down and clasped it on his chest.

"Princess Lu," Qin Chiyu said in a deep voice under Lu Wanxian's surprised gaze, "with me here, I will never betray you, so don't be sad for others anymore."