Biography of Xi Shan

There is a young man sitting in the Wuliting. He is tall and elegant, and he is incompatible with the dilapidated Wuliting.

He sat for a whole day, until the sun went down, and he was not seen moving.

It was night, and the surroundings were pitch black, Lin Zixiao sneaked through the forest, looked left and right, and ran towards Wuliting.

"Master." Lin Zixiao clasped his fists and said.

Chen Daozhen frowned, glanced at him faintly, and said in a deep voice: "I taught you to be watertight in everything you say and do."

"Sect Master Chen." Lin Zixiao immediately changed his words, "Second Senior Brother was imprisoned on the North Cliff by Master, and now Master does not allow anyone to enter the back mountain."

"How many guards are there?"

Lin Zixiao said: "Three disciples, but I know that there is another road leading to the back mountain. As long as no one is watching the night, it will not be discovered."

"lead the way."

This road is full of thorns and overgrown with weeds. It can hardly be called a road. This is the passage that the brothers and sisters usually found when they were playing around.

Chen Daozhen walked forward in a muffled voice, Lin Zixiao didn't dare to complain, and just patiently opened up the way forward with a sullen face.

Seeing the flat and familiar place ahead, Lin Zixiao couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "It's finally here."

Chen Daozhen nodded slightly, and continued to move forward with him.

Lin Zixiao quickly ran to the edge of the cliff, saw the iron chain broken, and vaguely recalled the shaking of the mountain a few days ago, he couldn't help but suddenly realized, he covered his head dejectedly, "Master cut off the iron chain, now no one can get through. "

Chen Daozhen looked at Beishanya, and said sharply: "Is Xiaojing really on the opposite side?"

"It's not wrong, many people saw the master brought the second senior brother to Beishanya, and later the master told us that he made the second senior brother face the wall and think about his mistakes." Lin Zixiao said, "Facing the wall and thinking about mistakes is probably an excuse for the master, but In the past few days, Master has often stared in the direction of Beishan Cliff in a daze, probably because he is worried about Second Senior Brother."

Lin Zixiao looked at the Beishan Cliff, which was hundreds of feet away, and couldn't help sighing: "Master has made up his mind this time, I'm afraid the Young Sect Master will go in vain...Young Sect Master!"

Before Lin Zixiao could finish his sentence, he saw Chen Daozhen fly up and jump towards the north cliff.

It is now late at night, the moon and stars are sparse, and the steep stone wall opposite can be clearly seen.Lin Zixiao suddenly mentioned that this is not a joke, Chen Daozhen flew away so hastily, it is very likely that he fell in the middle of the journey!

Lin Zixiao didn't have time to scold him for his crow's mouth, when he saw Chen Daozhen was about to approach the North Cliff, his body trembled, he fell towards the bottom of the cliff, and disappeared in front of Lin Zixiao's eyes in an instant. .

Lin Zixiao's eyes turned red suddenly, and he wanted to shout out, but Chen Daozhen's teaching suddenly jumped out of his mind.He bit his lip tightly, staring at the other side without blinking.

Suddenly, Chen Daozhen's figure appeared in sight again, and he saw Chen Daozhen climbing up the stone wall with one hand, quickly climbed up three or two times, and landed firmly on the ground.

Lin Zixiao heaved a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the ground with limp legs. He touched his forehead and wiped the sweat.When he remembered that he almost screamed just now and attracted others, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat again, feeling extremely grateful in his heart.

Jing Ji sits leaning against the stone wall with red eyes, his eyes are dull and lifeless, if even the master is not the opponent of Guizun, then what is the use of relying on him, can a small sapling grow into a towering tree overnight? ?In the end, it was nothing but a mayfly shaking a tree.

He hugged his knees, buried his face deeply, and waves of memories came to him.

Chen Daozhen fought Wushou in the secret realm of the fantasy sea. His master taught him martial arts. Chu Nantian and the witch looked at him. One thing after another became a line. It turned out that everything happened for no reason, and everything happened for a reason.

If he wasn't a descendant of the Shen family, but just an ordinary registered disciple, would he have experienced these things, would those people and things have left him?He didn't dare to think about it, nor was he willing to think about it. Reality forced him to grow up. In just one year, he changed from an ordinary person who acted like a fool to a descendant of the Shen family who shouldered countless heavy responsibilities.

Jing Ji frowned, his shoulders trembling almost invisibly.

"Jing'er."

Jing Ji raised his head abruptly, his ears pricked up.Did I have an auditory hallucination, why did I hear Senior Brother Chen's voice.

"Xiaojing, I'm here." Chen Daozhen's voice was clear and audible.

Jing Ji immediately stood up and walked through the gap.

Chen Daozhen looked at the child's fragile and embarrassed appearance, his heart ached, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Senior Brother Chen, I miss you." Jing Ji pouted and stretched out his hand from the gap.

Chen Daozhen grabbed his hand, barely smiled, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jing Ji nodded pitifully, and suddenly saw that Chen Daozhen's hands were stained with blood, and exclaimed, "Why are you injured?"

Chen Daozhen glanced at the bloody back of his hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just scratched the skin on the tree just now." He withdrew his hand and put it into his sleeve.

Jing Ji looked at him suspiciously, and nodded sullenly.

"I'll rescue you right away." Chen Daozhen looked at the stone gate with a sullen face.

"Senior Brother Chen!" Jing Ji raised his voice and called him back.

Chen Daozhen looked at him.

Jing Ji pursed his lips, shook his head firmly and said, "If I can't practice martial arts well, I won't go out for a day."

Chen Daozhen frowned slightly.

Jing Ji hurriedly said, "I'm safe here. Oh, by the way, there is a fruit tree inside, and the rainwater can seep in through the gutter. You don't have to worry about me, I've grown up."

Chen Daozhen smiled wryly, he looked at Jing Ji with a smile, and almost saw his own reflection in the young man's clear eyes.He opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was so hoarse that he could only let out a rustling pant.

Chen Daozhen took a deep breath, and said sadly: "If it is possible, I hope you will never grow up, just stay by my side, carefree, and you can be willful."

Jing Ji shook his head and said in a low voice, "People always have to grow up."

Chen Daozhen looked at him in pain, and said like a knife in his heart: "It's because I didn't protect you well. It was like this in the secret realm of the fantasy sea, and it's the same now. I overestimated myself and thought I could control the situation. In the end It did nothing for you."

"Don't be like this, I like everything you do for me." Jing Ji stretched out his hand, eagerly stroking the young man's sharp-edged face, his voice inadvertently carried a cry.

Chen Daozhen has always been aloof and stern. He has high martial arts skills and acts decisively. He has been a god-like hero in Jing Ji's mind since he was a child. When has he ever seen Chen Daozhen so weak and blamed himself? It's almost worse than killing him.

Chen Daozhen looked at him with full eyes, and swore to himself that from now on, he would no longer have any scruples, and he wanted Xiaojing to live happily!Anyone who dares to covet Xiaojing will have to pay a terrible price!

The two stood face to face like this for a whole night, until the sky turned white and Chen Daozhen had no choice but to leave.

Jing Ji picked up the gap and watched him leave slowly, feeling unusually calm.

Jing Ji sat cross-legged on the spot, lost in meditation without distraction.

He can't always let others protect him, he wants to become strong and become a man who stands upright.

One day, he can bless everything he cares about.

***

The drunkard hangs lazily on the tree, looking at Zhao Peiran who has practiced swordsmanship all morning.

"Let me tell you, Zhao Peiran." The drunkard pondered and said, "Then Murong Lianhe's gang failed to attack Ghost Shadow Sect. What kind of regulations are there now? Our Wuji Sect just stands still and doesn't care about anything else?"

Zhao Peiran withdrew his sword moves, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, looked at him with a smile and said: "Ghosting teaches people to go to the sky, now Guizun doesn't know where to heal his wounds, all the sects have gone back, we What kind of early bird, or the nephew of the master, do you want to watch the fun?"

The drunkard spat at him, and said falteringly: "What's the excitement, I'm not worried about little master, he seems to be in a daze now, and when he comes back, he hides in the yard behind closed doors, I don't know what he's planning .”

The drunkard got more and more worried, he gave a "tsk" and sighed: "Based on the temper of the little master, he must not be able to swallow this breath, and now he is standing still like this, but it makes people panic."

Zhao Peiran raised the corners of his lips, and continued to move around the dragon with his sword.

The drunkard snorted, and muttered: "Prudish." When he looked up, he saw Su Lingling rushing towards Chen Daozhen's yard.

The drunkard head chuckled: "It's fun to watch."

Su Lingling came to make trouble for several days in a row, but the guard disciples didn't let her in. From all kinds of begging to shrew swearing, the gate guard disciples were unmoved, and dared not let her succeed easily.

On this day, Su Lingling arrived as scheduled, just as Chen Daozhen was going out, immediately blocked people, and cursed: "Where did Jingji go? Did he run away? Why didn't he take me back!"

Chen Daozhen narrowed his eyes and looked at her, with a cold smile on his face.

Su Lingling felt a chill inexplicably, and then remembered Ye Qiao's rather critical complaints, so she couldn't help mustering up her courage, and shouted: "That wolf bastard Jing Ji must be trying to harm me, you and him must have trapped me here because you wanted to kill me." Torture me, then kill thousands... um..."

Su Lingling felt dizzy before her eyes. She turned around in the air and smashed hard on the tree trunk. The back of her head was hit violently. After a dull pain, her head was immediately covered with blood.

Chen Daozhen was able to use torture on Qingmu, so he was naturally not a soft-hearted person. He was concerned about Jingji's feelings before, and he did not want to show too much tyranny and evil.

Now that his Jing'er is suffering on Beishanya, Chen Daozhen wished that all the people in the world would suffer along with him, Su Lingling not only didn't stop, but also rushed to seek death.

Chen Daozhen glanced at her indifferently, and said to the disciples beside him, "Put her back in the firewood room, and don't allow her to leave a single step until Xishan sends someone to pick her up."

The disciple took the order in a deep voice.

Chen Daozhen looked at Su Lingling who was like an ant, and said to the disciple: "Drive Ye Qiao out of Wuji Sect!"

The disciple was startled, and was too surprised to answer, for fear that he had misheard Chen Daozhen's meaning.

Ye Qiao has been by Chen Daozhen's side for more than ten years. He has always put on airs and has a very high spirit. Many disciples secretly speculate that Ye Qiao will definitely become the suzerain's wife in the future.Even though Chen Daozhen no longer asked her to serve her these few months, she still lived in the original room, and her food and clothing were the best among female relatives.

It's only been a few days, how come it fell from the sky to the ground.The disciple stared blankly at Chen Daozhen, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Chen Daozhen glanced at him, and the disciple hurriedly said: "The disciple takes orders."

The disciple strode forward, pressed Su Lingling's arm with his backhand, and led her out rudely.

Chen Daozhen didn't attack lightly, Su Lingling was dizzy at the moment, almost fainted, so she didn't resist being dragged all the way.

The alcoholic lay down on the roof and watched for a while, feeling that Su Lingling's coward was really boring, so he jumped down, approached Chen Daozhen with a smile, and flattered him: "Master, don't be so fussy with her, if you don't like her , I ordered someone to kill her."

"I want you to be troublesome!" Chen Daozhen glared at him, he really hated him for being nosy, if he hadn't insisted on meddling in everything, Xiao Jing would not have known his life experience so early.

The drunkard knew that Chen Daozhen was in a bad mood these days, and he didn't show it to him. He thought about it for fear of being affected, so he took a few steps back and patted his head: "Oh, I remembered that I haven't eaten lunch yet. Let's go, master, come to me again if you need anything."

Chen Dao really wanted to scold him, but suddenly his ears moved, and a familiar voice came from his mind.

Chen Daozhen eased his anger, and said lightly: "Go."

The drunkard head looked at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and walked away rubbing his belly.

Chen Daozhen turned around and looked towards the south, frowning indistinctly.He mentioned the lightness kung fu, with a handsome and vigorous figure, and flew towards the south.