Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan read the entire memory, and the scene 3000 years ago seemed to have never disappeared before his eyes.

He hasn't calmed down for a long time. This young man is really dedicated to Taoism. Like many young men who have entered the immortal sect, his heart is to protect the common people in the world, and he wants to add a beam of righteous light to this world.

It is precisely because there are countless young people like this that this world can be warm and full of light.

Meng Qi also sighed, "If everyone can do this, it will be a truly prosperous age."

It's a pity that after entering the fairy gate, the journey is short and short, few people can persevere, and it is difficult to maintain the original intention.

"Doesn't he know that... the servant of the ghost world is the one who saved him back then?"

Song Minhuan shook his head, "I must know something, but I don't want to believe it."

The two of them came out of Jun Yunjin's memory, and after they came out, Song Minhuan realized that he had lost all his spiritual power, which must be a side effect of the dream of leading the spirit.

"Let's go out quickly, he should be waking up soon."

Meng Qi released Jun Yunjin's sleeping hole, the two of them climbed out of the window, closed the sandalwood window, and went back along the same path.

"I will find a way to return the key to Zangshu Pavilion, Shanshan, send me a voice transmission if you need something."

Song Minhuan said helplessly, "I can't use my spiritual power now, I'm afraid it's due to my lack of power."

"It should be restored in two days."

The two of them separated at the gate of the courtyard and went back to their peaks.

When Song Minhuan returned, Shen Yingxue was not in the yard. He went to the pond to see the red lotus, and now the injured red lotus was in the pond again. There was a scar on the petals, as if it had been warmed in the pond.

"Why do you always get hurt?"

Song Minhuan looked at the red lotus in the pond, and his eyes felt a little distressed. He always felt that this red lotus was different from those red lotuses, but he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

He reached out and touched the wound on Honglian's body, and a warm touch came. Honglian seemed to tell him that he was fine and told him not to worry.

"Master said that if you are injured, you can just soak in the pool, but with so many wounds, there will be one more wound every three days. Did you fight with other red lotuses?"

Song Minhuan asked this question, and his eyes fell on a group of large and small red lotuses gathered beside him. Those group of red lotuses would come over when they saw him, wanting to touch his fingers.

His tone was a little unhappy, the group of red lotus petals moved, seeming to be innocent, one of them was a little anxious, and pushed the rest of the red lotus aside, and the injured red lotus was knocked away again.

"It has injuries, how can you bully it."

Song Minhuan saw that the injured red lotus was able to maintain the balance of his body, looking pitiful, he seemed to be stabbed in the heart, and stretched out his hand to hold the injured red lotus in his hands.

It must always feel painful, is it uncomfortable?

He held the red lotus in his hands, a section of his snow-white wrist was exposed, his eyes were filled with gentle concern when his brows were drooping.

The young man's fingertips lightly touched the petals of the red lotus. The lotus pattern on the cuffs seemed to overlap with this red lotus. The face becomes softer and clearer.

The wind from the yard blew over, brushing the hair on the sideburns of the young man.Song Minhuan said softly, "I don't have spiritual power right now, so I can't heal your wound. When I recover in two days, I'll come over to help you heal."

"I don't know if my spiritual power is useful or not. Master said that you can take bubbles...but your injuries haven't healed."

Song Minhuan stood by the pool and stayed with Honglian for a while. He asked, "Do you know where my master has gone? You are his spiritual consciousness, so you should be able to feel his presence."

He talked to Guren to himself.

"If Master knows that I went to the fourth floor of Zangshu Pavilion secretly, will he punish me..." He said, "But I still want to tell him."

After saying this, he was still standing on the edge of the pool, his eyes suddenly felt pain, and he was plunged into darkness in front of him.There was a buzzing in his ears, and the sound of heavy iron chains colliding together, his mind was dizzy, and he almost failed to maintain his figure.

"Master——" Song Minhuan covered his eyes. He remembered that he couldn't transmit sound now, he couldn't see anything in front of him, and the feeling of weightlessness was overwhelming.

His fingertips touched the cold pool water forward, and the pool water splashed a little.He turned around, feeling that he was very repulsed by seeing nothing, he staggered and wanted to grope back into the temple.

There was a distance from the red lotus pond to the room, and without spiritual power he would not be able to perceive the surrounding environment. He touched a bone spur planted by the courtyard wall, and his fingertips shrank suddenly, feeling the prickling pain of his fingers.

He walked very slowly all the way, and when he touched the door of the palace, he went in and stepped on the air, and bumped into the coffee table on the side.The teapot and tea on it shattered with a "bang", and the hot tea spilled on the skirt of his clothes. The scorching temperature came, and his painful face instantly turned pale.

Without spiritual power, he is an ordinary person, and now that he has no eyes, he is not even as good as an ordinary person.

Song Minhuan's body hurt from being bumped, he squatted down, tried to pick up the teapot, but before touching the fragments, he grabbed his wrist with both hands.

"Master?"

His wrist was held by someone, and the spiritual power soaked his hand gently, the burnt area immediately stopped hurting, and he was supported to stand up.

"I'll clean it up, don't move around."

Shen Yingxue carefully wiped off the water stains on the young man's fingertips. He kept holding the young man's hand, and cast a spell to clean the ground.

"Follow me," Shen Yingxue led someone to sit on the side of the soft couch, "Didn't I say, don't run around when you can't see me, just call me, and I will go over."

Although it was a reproach, the tone was too gentle.

The corners of Song Minhuan's lips were slightly pursed, he was still holding Shen Yingxue by the hand, and upon hearing this, he replied: "At that time, Master was not there, I was very scared."

"Are you afraid that you will never see me again, or are you worried that I will abandon you?"

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that Shen Yingxue's gaze was on him. These words seemed to pierce the fear deep in his heart. He seemed to be more afraid of the latter, so he fell silent.

"Master, I'm sorry," Song Minhuan said sullenly, "I don't want to do this either, but I still think subconsciously in my heart."

The person you like is too good, and you often feel that you can't catch it. After all, the other party doesn't have to be him.

He put Shen Yingxue in a very high position in his heart, it would not be too much to say that he is equivalent to a god, and Shen Yingxue is his belief.

"It's just right, I said something before and wanted to tell you, that time someone took your spirit away in the Nightmare Spring..." Shen Yingxue rubbed her fingertips on his face, "I'm actually very afraid that Shanshan will leave me go."

"I have a soul bond here. As long as you form a soul bond, no matter where you are in the world, I can sense your position. As the other party, I will always surrender to you...my life and death are in your hands , are you willing to make a contract with me?"

"Contract? Is this what it means to be a Taoist couple?" Song Minhuan asked softly.

It's not like that, very few Taoist couples are willing to form a soul bond, and even if they are Taoist couples, no one is willing to put their lives in the hands of each other.

Shen Yingxue didn't say anything, he replied, "Is that so, Shan Shan, are you willing to become a Taoist partner with me?"

Every word fell down, with incomparable preciousness.

Song Minhuan felt that Shen Yingxue was joking, but knew that Shen Yingxue was serious.His heart beat a little faster, he was a little moved, and he still had some longing, but his reason still made him a little sober.

"Master, I'm haunted by an evil curse now, you shouldn't make a decision so quickly." Song Min laughed happily, "Wait until I undo the evil curse... shall we talk about this again?"

The man's eyes fell on his face and he paused for a long time, he held his wrist for a long time, was silent for a while, and finally said "yes" in a low voice.

"How did you do this, tossing away your spiritual power?"

"I went to the fourth floor of Zangshu Pavilion," Song Minhuan, "I went to spy on Jun Yunjin's dream, and in his dream, I saw the servant Jun 3000 years ago."

He told what he had seen and heard in Jun Yunjin's dream, but did not tell Shen Yingxue that it was Meng Qi who accompanied the two of them.

Shen Yingxue: "Did Meng Qi go get her father's key?"

Song Minhuan: "..."

The man knows him too well, he can know without telling the other party.

"Leave this matter to me and the sect leader, Shanshan, everyone's choice is different, if you take a wrong step, even if you miss a tiny bit, it will be a thousand miles away."

Young Master Lan also said this, Song Minhuan thought about it.

Shen Yingxue left for a while, and came back with two bowls of concoction.It was said to be concoction, but it was actually fresh blood. Song Minhuan felt his stomach churning again due to the strong smell of blood.

"Shanshan, drink all of it." Shen Yingxue also specially prepared a box of candied fruit for him, in case he would feel uncomfortable after drinking, and there were two glasses of water beside it.

Song Minhuan also knew that he had to drink it all up. Not only did the concoction smell of blood, but it also had a very faint fragrance, which smelled a little familiar...like the scent of that red lotus.

What kind of red lotus can dispel evil spirits?Seems like it has to be something pure and good.

He finished the two bowls of concoction, and the candied fruit was made by Shen Yingxue, who always made it very sweet for him, and they were all carved into the shape of red lotus, as if he had eaten a red lotus flower in one bite.

Little by little, his eyes became clearer, and his eyes regained light. I don't know if it was his illusion, or because he was just able to see things clearly, but he always felt that Shen Yingxue's face was a little pale.

"Master, are you injured?" Song Minhuan frowned, he grabbed Shen Yingxue's sleeve, as if he wanted to investigate.

Shen Yingxue was wearing a black robe, she couldn't see clearly even if she was injured, she had a smile on her face when she heard the words, "I won't be hurt, Shanshan doesn't have to worry. You can see things, but your eyes still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Song Minhuan touched the center of his brow, feeling that Shen Yingxue's mood was not the same as usual.

"Is Master really alright?"

"fine."

Song Minhuan said in a low voice: "Master, if you have something to do, don't hide it from me. If you hide it from me, I will definitely be angry in the future."

Shen Yingxue on the opposite side: "..."

The young man is obviously always unwilling to tell him something, although he is afraid that he will worry about it, but in the final analysis, the nature of the two of them is the same.

Shen Yingxue nodded, "Naturally, I will tell Shanshan everything."

"Okay, this is what Master said himself."

Shen Yingxue said "hmm" and said in a gentle voice, "If you want to go to the fourth floor of Zangshu Pavilion in the future, just tell me, I will take you there, and you don't have to make Meng Qi struggle to get her father's key. She should be punished at Shenwu Cliff now gone."

"Really?" Song Minhuan jumped up when he heard the words. He always felt that there were many interesting things in the fourth floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

Anyway, these two kids can get in by themselves, why not just watch from the side, Shen Yingxue thought so, and nodded.

"Master is so kind," Song Minhuan leaned over and hugged Shen Yingxue, couldn't help kissing the man's face, his eyes were full of smiles.

After Shen Yingxue was hit like this, she felt that her wound was about to open again.He could hardly maintain the smile on his face, and his face became even paler. Even though the wound was open, he still refused to let go of the boy in his arms.

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