The world of immortals is ten thousand flowers

As if to prove An Ming's words, the rainbow light suddenly penetrated the roof and directly surrounded Mu Chongran.Mu Chongran's whole body was even more sword-like, showing the sharpness of a divine soldier.

An Ming and Shangguanqing looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel grateful that they had set up a magic formation to deceive people in the first place.If people from the mortal world really see this vision in the palace, they will probably really have no peace.

Mu Chongran has no perception of the outside world at all, but can clearly feel the changes in his body.

The little sword that had been hovering in the dantian gradually became clear, and it moved in the dantian according to the mental tricks he had learned.The spiritual energy in the body surged towards the dantian frantically, but slowly condensed into a human figure, holding the constantly moving little sword in the human figure's hand.

Mu Chongran was a little curious, trying to control the villain, but unexpectedly succeeded.According to Mu Chongran's control, the villain, who was only a phantom, danced one move at a time.But the spiritual power in the body is still rushing in, and the villain is gradually becoming clear.When the spiritual energy in the body is exhausted, the villain only shows a little appearance.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world is not as pure as that in the Juntian Realm, and in the advanced state, the surrounding spiritual energy mobilized is even crazier.Countless spiritual energy rushed into Mu Chongran's body almost crazily, making the few people who maintained the phantom array almost lose their guard.

The four looked at each other in surprise.

Until the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside world was able to function again, the villain slowly solidified, and he was like a miniature version of Mu Chongran.

Mu Chongran was completely immersed in this novelty, enjoying himself like a child.The body freely absorbs the spiritual power from the outside world, completely unaware of stopping.

The four of them pinched the method to stabilize the phantom formation, looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Skip advanced.

From the early stage of swordsmanship, Mu Chongran directly jumped two realms to the early stage of sword baby.

Ye Quan stood outside the door and silently glanced at the guard who seemed to treat him like nothing, silently tried to move his body, but still failed.He could clearly feel that his body was getting stiff and his face was turning black.Before he died, he experienced a dead body first.

I don't know how long it took, but everything gradually calmed down.The four breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the phantom array.

Ye Quan outside the door staggered and lay on the ground, only then was he noticed.

"Mr. Ye, why are you here?"

Ye Quan gritted his teeth and said, "It's nothing, just carry me to Hui'an Hall."

So that day, many ministers and guards in the palace saw the elusive Young Master Ye being carried all the way in the palace by several guards.

When Mu Chongran woke up, the first thing he saw was the four people who formed a phantom formation in front of him to protect him. He smiled gratefully, but was also a little disappointed because he didn't see Xiao Junqing as expected.

Yin Lu looked at his appearance, and comforted him: "Junior Brother Xiao's injury has healed, but he hasn't woken up yet."

Mu Chongran instantly relaxed.But soon, he knew that his reassurance was too early.

Looking at the scarred body lying on the bed in front of him, Mu Chongran looked back at them with a pale face: "What about his cultivation? Why doesn't he have any spiritual power?"

Shangguanqing lowered his eyes: "He... seems to have destroyed the golden core..."

Like thunder hitting his ears, Mu Chongran lost his hearing and speech for a while.

For a cultivator, decades of practice are as important as life, not to mention that the monks in the Jindan period are extremely fragile despite their high realm.They are not like Nascent Soul monks. If the body and the Nascent Soul still exist, it is equivalent to having a life.The golden elixir has been destroyed, which means that the cultivation base is exhausted. From now on, he can only live and die like an ordinary person, and there is no possibility of cultivating immortality.

An Ming's hand holding the sword tightened slightly, and quickly restrained his emotions. Looking at Mu Chongran, he said, "The most important thing is to wake up first, and he himself has never been a person who is willing to bow his head. It depends on his cultivation level." There will be a solution."

……

one year later.The general and the three princesses who were childhood sweethearts were married by the emperor, but in the imperial city, there were mixed red and white.

In the side hall, the old man with white hair and beard looked at the man in white clothes, who looked like a fairy in snow, rolled up his sleeves and carefully turned over and scrubbed the person on the bed, and then massaged his whole body little by little according to the method he taught.Sighing, he said: "Young Master Mu, Young Master Xiao has been lying in bed for a year and has no intention of waking up. I am afraid that he will be unable to recover. Even if he wakes up, he will not be able to recover after staying in bed for so long. As a friend , you have done enough."

Mu Chongran smiled, didn't answer, and continued with his hands.

The old man let out another long sigh, left the medicine for the past few days, turned and left.Mu Chongran didn't realize it, until he finished all the work, he bent down and sat on the side of the bed.The smile on his lips was extremely gentle, and he caressed the face that was now crisscrossed with scars with his fair fingers, and said softly: "If this is enough, why do you stay awake for so long... Junior Brother... I was almost bewitched that day, and you woke me up in a flash. Now... Do I need to be bewitched again to wake you up..."

In the realm of the sword baby, even in the Juntian realm, there are few opponents.Now in this world of mortals, no one is invincible.The Realm of Nothingness is clearly in front of him, but he has no intention of cultivating at all.I even thought impulsively several times that if Xiao Junqing woke up, he would have to live, grow old, get sick and die like ordinary people, so I would stay here and accompany him into reincarnation.

This year, I have seen a lot of love and separation in the world, and gradually understand the hardships of waiting.Before I had time to taste the sourness of heartfeltness, I waited for a long suffering.

A few months ago, the border of the Mo family was violated, and the nomads were unwilling to live on the grasslands, and frequently invaded the territory of the dynasty.It was a battle without any suspense, but the nomads seemed to be helped by gods. Every time they fought, they easily lost hundreds of thousands of imperial troops, and even the generals were lost in this battle.With no regrets, the three princesses insisted on asking the emperor for a marriage decree, and held a heart-warming ghost marriage with the spirit of the general.For a while, it was widely spread in Luohua mainland.

Shangguanqing felt that the matter was not that simple, so he rushed to the border with An Ming and the three of them.Before leaving, An Ming had said something to him.

"Actually, what really made me let go was not him who was merciless to me because of my betrayal. But once, he said, now he is willing to spend a long time waiting for a person, waiting for that person to understand love. He has held hands by his side for a lifetime. The years of cultivation are too long, and he wants to walk through such a long life with this person. Even if one day, his soul is scattered under the catastrophe, at least he will not regret it. There was such a person We depend on each other day and night. When I was young and neglected him, I would like to protect him for the rest of my life and slowly redeem. But now, he can no longer be hurt. Mu Chongran, he may not have a long time to wait now, if You weren't ready to accompany him through this short life and watch him grow old, sick and die with your own eyes, so you left early, don't leave him, leave me half hope."

With a pause on his fingertips, he carefully stroked the intertwined scars, and Mu Chongran smiled wryly: "You would rather wait than say it yourself. If it really takes a long time and I haven't understood it, what should you do?"

Leaning down, he fell on his slightly heaving chest.The ink-colored long gown was dizzy and dark.

After a long time, there was a faint breath, but in Mu Chongran's ears, it was extremely clear.

"If you don't understand, just wait forever. If you don't understand forever, I'll let you live without any worries..."

Mu Chongran, who got up suddenly, looked at the man's slightly opened eyes, and suddenly burst into tears like a child.

Xiao Junqing smiled lightly, but failed to raise her hand after several attempts.

"But...if you don't understand now, I'm afraid I don't have so much time, so I'll just wait."

Mu Chongran raised his hand to wipe his tears, smiled and pinched his head, just like what he always loved to do to himself back then: "It's okay, if you really don't have time, I'll make a mark. Wait for you Re-entering reincarnation, even if I search the world, I want to find you."

Xiao Junqing looked at him sideways, and said with a light smile, "How can I be willing to..."

……

For Xiao Junqing's waking up, everyone expressed great surprise, and even Mo Shu came to visit him personally.Xiao Junqing was as gentle and indifferent as ever, and thanked everyone for their congratulations.Although none of these people was known to him.

In the days after waking up, because he was too weak, he was still sleeping most of the time.Every time he woke up, he would see Mu Chongran by his side.Most of the time when he woke up in the middle of the night, the man would put his hand on his chest, as if he was probing to see if he was still breathing.

For more than a year, Mu Chongran's emotions and spirits have been highly tense, even as a cultivator, he is exhausted.But every time I wait for him to fall asleep, I still worry that he will not wake up again like that year.

Although Mu Chongran relaxed, he was still full of worries.Xiao Junqing's performance was too plain, if he didn't care about the scars on his face, he could accept it.But once the more than ten years of cultivation was gone, he seemed to be unaware of it, and he didn't care.Never even in front of Mu Chongran, except for the one just waking up, fearing that he didn't have so much time, he never said a word.

The battle before the battle was still raging, and with the help of Shangguanqing and the others, the other party could no longer easily pose any threat to them.But it also caused a situation where several people could not return for the time being.Mu Chongran passed the news that Xiao Junqing had woken up, and several people said that everything will be discussed when they come back.

Therefore, Mu Chongran continued to concentrate on taking care of Xiao Junqing's life.

Xiao Junqing's willpower is beyond ordinary people, although it is a must for a cultivator.But every time he watched him try to stand up again and again, so that the body that had been lying on the bed for more than a year could regain balance and walk, Mu Chongran felt unspeakably awkward.But he didn't say anything in the end, just supported him and let him persist like this.When he really can't hold on, find an excuse and let him rest.

Mu Chongran didn't know how Xiao Junqing was feeling now, occasionally when he was scrubbing for him, that person would stare at his scars in a daze, but he never had any negative emotions.As always, she looked at him with a gentle smile.

That kind of understatement as if nothing happened made Mu Chongran worry.