Biography of Xi Shan

The sky is still covered with a layer of haze and darkness, and the sun rises lazily from the east, dispelling the moisture and chill throughout the night.

Chen Daozhen opened his eyes, and the young man was lying in his arms, with a soft hand on his waist, his cheeks were pink from sleep.

Chen Daozhen carefully let go of his body, turned over and got out of bed.

No matter how careful Ren Chen Daozhen was on weekdays, Jing Ji would be woken up, but today for some reason, he fell into a deep sleep without even twitching his eyelids.

Chen Daozhen wrung out the towel and wiped his face with the slightly damp towel.

Jing Ji moved his eyes, lazily opened a slit, muttered twice and buried his head in the quilt again.

Chen Daozhen couldn't help laughing, but with a pampering smile on his face, he moved his face closer, rubbed the tip of his nose against the boy, and lowered his voice, "Baby, it's time to get up, I'll be back later Now, your senior brother laughed at you, so don't ask me to act like a baby."

As soon as the words fell, the expression on Chen Daozhen's face froze. This time we parted, and he didn't know when we would see each other again.Originally thought that last night should be the time to talk to each other, but this heartless little thing actually fell asleep, which made him pour out countless tenderness.

Jing Ji opened his eyes tiredly, hugged the quilt and said pitifully, "Senior Brother Chen, I'm sleepy."

Chen Daozhen frowned, and kissed the boy's eyelids, "Then sleep a little longer."

Jing Ji rubbed his eyes, pursed his lips in a daze, and said softly, "Give me a kiss."

Smile stained the young man's chiseled face, and his indifferent and cold features suddenly became gentle. He bent down and slowly pressed his lips together.

Jing Ji straightened his body, he was too sleepy to open his eyes, at the moment when Chen Daozhen was about to kiss his lips, his mind suddenly went blank, and he sank into the soft bed, his astringent eyes were tightly glued to the bed. Together, consciousness is shrouded in infinite darkness.

Chen Daozhen was stunned on the spot, watching the boy fall backwards, he hugged the boy in panic, but saw the boy snoring and sleeping very soundly.

Chen Daozhen gradually breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled and shook the boy's body, and said helplessly: "Okay, don't sleep, get up, it's getting late."

Jing Ji was still in a deep sleep, with his eyes tightly closed.

"Jing'er?" Chen Daozhen frowned, and called out a few more times.

Jing Ji still fell asleep motionless, as if having a good dream, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Xiaojing! Xiaojing..." Chen Daozhen realized that something was wrong with Jingji, the boy was always sleepy these days, Chen Daozhen didn't take it to heart, he just thought that the child was raised by him for a while I am used to being lazy, but now I think about it, the whole thing is full of weirdness.

No matter how Chen Daozhen called him, Jing Ji slept soundly, as if he had entered a dream that would never wake him up.

The boy's appearance was very quiet and peaceful, no matter how he looked at it, he was just asleep, even his face was still rosy and healthy, and he didn't look sick at all.

However, no one knew him better than Chen Daozhen, the boy slightly bent his eyes, Chen Daozhen knew what he was thinking.After the battle with Aoki, his Xiao Jing began to lethargy, and thinking about it now, I am afraid that Xiao Jing has been sick since then.

Chen Daozhen hugged him vigorously, kissed the boy's hair tenderly, and he murmured softly: "As long as I'm alive, I won't let anything happen to you. Whoever dares to hurt you, I, Chen Daozhen, will definitely smash him to pieces! ! Wan! Duan!"

There are curtains in the room to block the harsh sunlight outside, the person lying on the bed is very quiet, he is huddled under the quilt, turning over from time to time. .

Chen Daozhen stood aside, clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, he looked at the person on the bed indifferently, his palms were full of sweat.

After Zhao Manru investigated, he was silent for a moment and said: "Jing Shaoxia must have been hit by Wu Mang's eternal sleep Gu. This kind of Gu can make people sleep for a long time. At first, this Gu just made people drowsy, but As time goes by, the time for the infected person to sleep will become longer, and they will only wake up once at a long interval, and in the end they will not be able to sleep, and they will really die."

With a gloomy face, Liu Muyan asked, "Miss Zhao, do you know the way to undo the Gu?"

Zhao Manru shook her head sadly: "The Gu art of the Land of No Desire is very different from the poison art of the Central Plains. The reason why I know this Gu art is because Wu Mang once used it on my uncle, and then it was told by the disciples of Yaoxian Valley. I learned about it through word of mouth.”

Chen Daozhen said in a deep voice: "It's not Wu Mang, the person who made the Gu is...it's Ghost Venerable, he was with Xiaojing before he escaped."

Liu Muyan said: "The only solution for now is to find Wu Mang."

"May I let you take a look." A warm and jade-like voice suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the voice, only to see that the person who spoke was Ye Wanwu, the master of the Xuanyin Pavilion, and Zhao Chengyu was pushing the wheelchair with a silent expression on his face.

Liu Muyan said: "Of course it can, Pavilion Master Ye is willing to help, I am very grateful."

Ye Wanwu was pushed by Zhao Chengyu to the bedside, he took Jing Ji's hand out from under the quilt, checked his face after feeling his pulse.

Chen Daozhen asked anxiously: "How?" He still didn't have much expression on his face, but there was a hint of panic in his voice.

Ye Wanwu looked at him in surprise, Chen Daozhen became famous at a young age, and everyone who walked around the rivers and lakes did not know him. In Ye Wanwu's perception, Chen Daozhen had a stable personality but indifferent, and his martial arts were outstanding but he was deeply hidden. leak.During the few exchanges that were rare, Chen Daozhen gave him the feeling of being surrounded by enemies on all sides and standing still.Looking at it now, this Xishan School disciple and Chen Daozhen have a long history.

Ye Wanwu said slowly: "Jing Shaoxia's is indeed Eternal Sleep Gu, but finding Wu Mang now may not be of any help."

"How?" Liu Muyan asked, frowning.

Ye Wanwu said: "Eternal Sleep Gu has a very special method of obtaining Gu. It is rumored that there is an ice bed in the Land of No Desires. The person who is infected with the Gu only needs to lie on the ice bed on a full moon night, and the Gu insects will naturally be affected by the moonlight." The summoned person leaves the body of the person affected by the Gu. Otherwise, even the person who has been infected by the Gu will have no way to undo the Gu technique of the Eternal Sleeping Gu."

Zhao Manru frowned, seemed dissatisfied with Ye Wanwu's statement, couldn't help but sneered mockingly, and said darkly: "It's easy to say, but the Land of No Desire is full of dangers, no one has ever come out of it alive, even if born in People there would have to risk a narrow escape if they entered and exited the Land of No Desire. If Master Ye has no definite evidence, please don’t mislead others indiscriminately, so as not to delay Jing Shaoxia’s treatment.”

Zhao Manru was born in the Fairy Valley of Medicine, and every disciple there is very skilled in medicine. She is naturally a bit arrogant as the eldest disciple under the head of the valley. What can Ye Wanwu do if he can't be cured even by her? save people?If he really had the ability, he wouldn't even be able to heal his own leg.

But at this time, Chen Daozhen actually said: "I will immediately set off to take him to the Land of No Desire. Since Pavilion Master Ye knows so many things, he must also know where the Land of No Desire is."

Zhao Manru's eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed, "Chen Daozhen, you are crazy! No one has ever been to the Land of No Desire, and once you go, there is no turning back."

Chen Daozhen sat down on the side of the bed without hearing anything, he gently touched the young man's slightly cool cheek, and said in a low voice: "He gave birth to me, he died, I died..."

Everyone looked at Chen Daozhen in surprise, stung by his near-desperate grief.

Liu Muyan lowered his eyes, unable to see the emotion in his eyes. After a long while, he said, "What Pavilion Master Ye said is not wrong. I have seen records about the eternal sleep Gu in the collection of the Xishan School. The eternal sleep Gu comes from Wu Desire. I am afraid that only in the land of no desire can there be a glimmer of life."

Seeing Liu Muyan saying the same thing, Zhao Man could only shut up angrily and step back.

Ye Wanwu said: "Since you have already made up your mind, I will write down all the things I know about the Land of No Desire, maybe it will be of some help to you."

Chen Daozhen nodded and said, "Thank you."

Liu Muyan turned and walked out. With his back to Chen Daozhen, he said word by word: "Remember what you said, if Jing'er dies, even if you live, I, Liu Muyan, will send you to accompany him!"

Chen Daozhen remained silent, just staring at the young man's face in a daze.

Zhao Manru shrugged and said with a sneer, "You are really crazy, a bunch of lunatics."

She pushed the door and left, only to see all the disciples of the Xishan School gathered outside the door, their faces full of anxious and worried expressions.Zhao Man looked at the crowd in confusion, and said to himself, "It's just an ordinary disciple, is it worth it?"

At this time, Murong Lianhe came late, and after only a few days, he seemed to have aged ten years, his whole face was vicissitudes, and his head was covered with silver threads.

Liu Muyan reluctantly exchanged a few words with him, did not reveal much about Jing Ji's condition, and then hurried away with a group of disciples.

When he returned to the Xishan sect's courtyard, Lu Zhen frowned, and asked incredulously, "Master, are you just entrusting Xiaojing to Chen Daozhen's care?"

Zhou Ce also nodded and said, "Why don't we go to the Land of No Desire with Chen Daozhen, so we can have a helper."

Liu Muyan turned his back to the crowd, he shook his head, and said with a heavy heart: "Needless to say, as a teacher, I have my own plans, and Jinger is doomed to have a bumpy life. Made good."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to believe that these words came from their master's mouth.Jing Ji was a mischievous little overlord in the Xishan School. He was loved by his master and held by his juniors. Everyone said that he had a good life. Although he was an orphan, he was luckier than many people.

But now, their master said that life and death were his fate, completely throwing Jing Ji to an outsider.

Even Zhou Ce, who has a carefree personality, couldn't help but feel chilled. He stepped forward and poked his neck and said, "Master, the second senior brother started before me, but he is not older than me. I watched him grow up, and I also watched you grow up." Why do you spoil him, the second senior brother has never suffered a bit, let alone this matter of life and death, do you raise him so pampered, and now just throw him to others at will?"

Everyone held their breath and looked at Liu Muyan nervously.

Lu Zhen frowned. Although Zhou Ce was displeased with contradicting his master, he also felt that what he said made sense.In any case, Xiao Jing is a disciple of the Xishan School, and now that something happened, he is handed over to the Wuji Sect to deal with the aftermath. Not to mention whether it is appropriate to do so, Chen Daozhen just makes him worry.

Liu Muyan said in a deep voice: "You have to think carefully about what you do for the teacher. You all stand down, pack up your things and return to the Xishan School immediately. Don't delay for a moment!"

Zhou Ce wanted to speak, but his brothers covered his mouth and dragged him away.

Lu Zhen sighed and taught him a lesson: "Master must have something to hide. You should understand that no one loves Xiao Jing more than Master. If it is not a last resort, Master will never let Xiao Jing go." Lu Zhen persuaded , but my heart was full of overwhelming thoughts.

Lin Zixiao wrinkled his nose and sighed: "Forget it, Third Senior Brother, Master didn't bother with you when you confronted Master like this. Let's pack up and go back. Don't worry, Second Senior Brother will be fine."

Zhou Ce's face was gloomy, and seeing Sun Xuan huddled in a corner trembling, he was so angry that he didn't move out, so he could only kick hard on the wall to vent his anger.

After the group packed their bags, they gathered in the courtyard. Sun Xuan changed into the clothes of Xishan School disciples, so he was not conspicuous among the crowd.

Zhou Ce lowered his head and looked listless.

Liu Muyan glanced at Zhou Ce, but asked, "Where's Zixiao?"

Zhou Ce raised his head, looked around, shook his head and said in a low mood, "Return to Master, I didn't see it."

Liu Muyan was too lazy to argue with him, and said to a disciple standing in front of him, "Go and see in his room."

The disciple took the order and left like flying.

After a while, I saw the disciple running back sweating profusely, shrank his body and said: "Little brother, he..."

Liu Muyan frowned: "Say."

The disciple said in a low voice: "Junior Brother left a note and went, went after Second Senior Brother."

Everyone lowered their heads when they heard the words, not daring to vent their anger. Today Liu Muyan was hit repeatedly and his mood was very unstable. If it were someone else, he would have vented his anger on these disciples long ago. Zhou Ce must be the first to suffer.

Unexpectedly, Liu Muyan laughed out loud. He looked at Zhou Ce and said with a smile, "Zixiao is silent, but he has his own ideas. Although he is impulsive, he will be a person who can do great things in the future."

Zhou Ce's face flushed when he heard this.

Liu Muyan patted him on the shoulder, turned around and led everyone away from Murong Mansion.

The various sects left one after another, but everyone knew in their hearts that the defeat of the Ghost Shadow Sect did not herald the end of the disputes, but heralded the day when the world would finally be in chaos.

The rivers and lakes that have been silent for a long time are about to set off a bloody storm.