The reborn master is hard to do

Just when he was about to say something, he was attracted by two figures running from the left side, one of them was staggering with sloppy footsteps.

The other was walking quickly with his support, the faces of the two were annoyed and ashen, and before Ruan Nianjin could speak, they knelt down on their knees to salute.

"Disciple Lu Chiping/Mu Weichun pays homage to Master." His voice trembled uncontrollably.

Where has he seen such a battle in modern times, he couldn't help but be surprised, he managed to stabilize his steps to retreat, and his words were a bit stuck, "You, what are you doing!?"

Just now the disciple with sloppy footsteps said weakly: "Master, Senior Brother Lu missed the time to bring the disciple. I hope Master will not blame Senior Brother Lu. The disciple is willing to accept punishment!"

But Lu Chiping was the first to say: "No, Master! Junior brother Mu has been punished for ten consecutive days, and only eats a little water and rice every day.

Without spiritual power to protect the body, he is already weak and cannot be punished anymore. Now that Junior Brother Mu is so weak, if he is punished again, he will die. This disciple is willing to bear all the mistakes for Junior Brother and asks Master to help him. "

"save him!"

A cold and distant male voice sounded in his head, Ruan Nianjin secretly said: "Who is talking? Is it the owner of this body?"

But the voice didn't answer his question, it just asked him to save someone, "Don't punish him, save him quickly!"

After hearing this, Ruan Nianjin raised her long fingers with distinct joints, trying to gather spiritual power, and the thick and pure spiritual power gathered in the palm of her hand instantly.

Naturally, the spiritual power was sent out, and the spiritual power rushed towards Mu Weichun, and Mu Weichun closed his eyes in fright.

But the pain he expected did not appear. Instead, his sore and sluggish body became full because he only ate a small amount of food every day, and his limbs were no longer as limp and weak as before.

Mu Weichun slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Jiuye Lichen blankly like the other disciples. They all thought that what they were waiting for this time would be a more serious punishment. healing.

With so many blank eyes looking at him suddenly, it was unavoidable for a moment to feel uncomfortable.

Jiuye Lichen looked at Mu Weichun, whose complexion had returned to normal after receiving spiritual help, and said, "You...how are you doing?"

Suspicion flashed across Mu Weichun's eyes, and he hurriedly lowered his head to express his thanks: "My disciple is fine with Master's help, thank you Master."

"It's fine." It's inevitable that too many words will lead to mistakes, Jiuye Lichen found an excuse, "You guys practice first, I... will leave first as a teacher."

Everyone said in unison: "Disciple respectfully sends Master off!"

Bearing the shell of Jiuye Lichen, he turned around under the gaze of many disciples, and tried to keep his steps as steady as possible and walked back to the road just now.

Go up to the high platform and turn around the corner of the corridor. After confirming that there is no one behind him, he ran back to the room without caring about his image, and locked the door neatly.

Then he closed his eyes and tried to talk to the voice in his head just now, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, he asked several questions in succession.

"Hey, can you tell me who you are? Why am I on you? What the hell is going on?"

After waiting for a while, the voice still did not appear, and continued to ask: "Are you still there?"

Just when Ruan Nianjin was about to give up, that voice finally sounded, "My name is Jiuye Lichen."

Finally hearing the response, Ruan Nianjin was about to cry, "Brother Jiuye, can you tell me what's going on?"

"I can't answer you too much right now, remember, from today onwards, you are the Beichen Immortal Venerable of the Yuxuan Sect, Nine Nights Lichen.

Your senior brother is the head teacher of Yuxuan Sect, Yangjing Yuanzun Nangong Hengsang, and your second senior brother is Yuechen Immortal Zungong Yuxian Gu.

You have four direct disciples, the eldest disciple Nangong Ming, the second disciple Ling Zhiyi, the third disciple Lu Chiping, and the fourth disciple Mu Weichun...

You... you have to protect them well, I... am seriously injured now, and I can't be with..."

Ruan Nianjin stopped before he finished speaking, and Ruan Nianjin asked, "What can't be done? Hey! You should finish your sentence!"

Ruan Nianjin hates not to say half of what she said, isn't this like the bloody plot in TV dramas where decent people discover the undercover villain, quickly reveal the villain's identity, and then die?

Every time Ruan Nianjin saw these bloody plots, she wished she could get into the TV and grab the villain by the collar and yell: He is the murderer!

Ruan Nianjin, oh no, it should be called Jiuye Lichen from now on.

Some fragmentary memories suddenly flashed in his mind, making him a little dizzy. He walked to the meticulously arranged bed and lay down without any image, buried his head in the soft brocade quilt, and fell asleep within a few moments. .

"Knock Knock Knock..."

I don't know how long I slept, but the peace was interrupted by a knock on the door again. Jiuye Lichen jumped up immediately, looked left, right, up and down, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his image, he asked: " who?"

"Master, it's Zhiyi." The voice was melodious, and it was Ling Zhiyi, the second disciple of Jiuye Lichen.

"Come in." Jiuye Lichen stood in front of the window, with his back to Ling Zhiyi, "Why are you looking for a teacher?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Zhiyi said softly, "Three days later it will be the memorial day for my father and mother. This disciple has not been back for many years. This time I want to go back to pay homage to my dead relatives. I am here to ask Master for permission."

Jiuye Lichen turned around, looked at Ling Zhiyi, and readily agreed: "Well, this is what a child should do, and a teacher naturally agrees."

Then he thought that it wouldn't be good for such a beautiful woman who has lost her fish and fallen wild goose to go back alone, and said: "I'm afraid it's not safe for you to go back alone, so let your elder brother go with you, what do you think?"

Unexpectedly, the master agreed so readily, and was concerned that it would be unsafe for him to go alone, so he asked his elder brother to accompany him back home. Ling Zhiyi was a little surprised at this familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of him.

Sensing Ling Zhiyi's surprised gaze, Jiuye Lichen pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ling Zhiyi quickly came back to his senses, and said, "It's nothing, disciple, thank you, Master."

Seeing Ling Zhiyi's expression that hesitated to speak, Jiuye Lichen asked again: "Why, is there anything else you haven't said?"

Ling Zhiyi nodded, shook his head again, and suddenly knelt on his knees and said, "Master..."

—Wow, why are you kneeling down again, why can't you just stand up and talk?

"What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Ling Zhiyi shook his head, and said firmly: "Master, after listening to the disciple, the disciple knows that Junior Brother Mu killed the spirit grass that the master transplanted from the bitter cold place with great effort, and the master is annoyed at him, but he Really not intentional.

And now he has been thinking about facing the wall for ten days. During this period of time, he only took in a little water and rice every day, and he had no spiritual power to protect his body. Although the master lost some spiritual power just now, if this continues, he will If you can't bear it, please forgive Master Mu!"

——Tsk tsk tsk... Yuanshen is a worthy teacher, and he is too temperamental, to let his disciples suffer so much for just a few grasses.

He coughed in embarrassment, and said, "Well, after you go back later, undo the sealed spiritual power on his body."

Ling Zhiyi didn't have too much hope at first, but she didn't expect that the master would agree to two things in a row, and suddenly she was inexplicably moved, her nose soured, and tears fell down her cheeks.

Ling Zhiyi quickly lowered her head, but tears fell like pearls, Jiuye Lichen took a breath, and kept asking herself: What's the matter, what's the matter?What is this for?Did I say something wrong!?Didn't you already promise her?Why are you crying? !

Trying to call out: "Zhiyi, what's the matter with you? Did you say something wrong for the teacher?"

Ling Zhiyi raised his hand to wipe away his tears, shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no... It's the master who cared for the disciple just now, and reminded the disciple when his parents were still alive, that's why he lost his composure for a while."

Jiuye Lichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, what he dislikes the most is when other people cry, it makes people panic.

"It's fine, then don't cry."

Due to occupational diseases, he suddenly remembered that after the children in the kindergarten cried, he would take some candies or toys to coax them to divert their attention.

Walking to the wooden lattice by the wall, he took out an exquisite white jade bottle, and handed it to Ling Zhiyi, "The Hundred Turns Blood Crab Pill is a gift from your Uncle Yuechen, it can cure a hundred poisons, take it with you carefully, In case of unforeseen circumstances.”

Ling Zhiyi took the medicine bottle with green hands, and a smile of surprise came from the heart on her beautiful face without any makeup.

Said in a pleasant voice: "My disciple thanked the master for giving me the medicine! I will pass on the words of the master later! Then the disciple will go out first."

Seeing Ling Zhiyi who was so happy just getting a word of concern and a bottle of medicine, Jiuye Lichen thought of those trembling disciples on the school grounds just now.

——These children used to live in dire straits!!