Xianjun, please calm down

Venerable Chongyuan waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Why are you nervous? As a teacher, would you still make things difficult for him?"

He took a deep breath, and then said again: "Since he saved Han Yang's life, Han Yang deserves to pay him back. My apprentice is a responsible person."

Master Qingyang lowered his head and said: "Master, please wait a moment, disciples will call him to come and see Master."

Venerable Chongyuan looked as if he was a few years older. Obviously, the loss of his beloved disciple was a great blow to him, and even his enthusiasm for breaking through the Mahayana was weakened. He sat there and said in a deep voice: "It seems that Hanyang's Dao Companion is very much in your favor, allowing you to go ahead and fight for him."

Master Qingyang hung his head, not daring to speak.

Venerable Chongyuan sighed: "Is Hanyang still in his cave?"

Master Qingyang bowed and said: "Yes, the cold jade bed that Master found for Junior Brother can protect Junior Brother... Dharma body is safe, Ji Xia can't bear to be separated from him, and disciple..."

Venerable Chongyuan sighed and said: "Since that's the case, you don't have to call him a Taoist companion anymore, let's go to see Hanyang with the teacher, and let the teacher see what kind of person that Ji Xia is, so that he can let him Han Yang was so fascinated by it that he even wanted his life."

Daoist Qingyang responded, stepped aside, waited for Venerable Chongyuan to stand up and walk out, and then silently followed behind him.

Da Zhuang got up early in the morning, specially changed into some more energetic clothes, tidied himself up neatly, and anxiously waited for Master Qingyang to call him.

At dawn, someone came with a sword, Da Zhuang was about to go up to meet him, but found that the person who came was not Qingyang real person, but a stranger in black robe, he couldn't help being stunned.

Immortal Qingyang, who followed closely behind Venerable Chongyuan, hurriedly said, "Brother Ji Xia, hurry up and pay homage to Master."

Da Zhuang was startled, he quickly landed on his knees, bowed to Venerable Chongyuan, and said in a deep voice, "Ji Xia, my junior, pay my respects to Venerable."

Venerable Chongyuan lowered his eyes to look at this unattractive apprentice-in-law, and said after a while: "Get up, since you are Hanyang's Taoist companion, you shouldn't call me Venerable."

Master Qingyang stood behind Venerable Chongyuan, silently mouthing "Call Master" to Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang finally realized, bowed down again quickly and said: "Yes, disciple knows his mistake, disciple Ji Xia , See Master."

Only then did Venerable Chongyuan let out a "hmm" and said, "Let's go, let's go see Hanyang."

Da Zhuang waited for Venerable Chongyuan to pass, and then walked into the cave together with Master Qingyang. Master Qingyang walked beside him and gave him a look of "be calm and don't be impatient".

After entering the cave, Da Zhuang led them into his and Xianjun's current bedroom, and softly said to the person on the bed: "Xianjun, the master is here."

Venerable Chongyuan walked to the bed in a few steps, saw Yu Changqing who was lying quietly on the bed as white as snow, his chest heaved twice quickly, sat on the side of the bed and stretched out his hand to hold Yu Changqing wrist.

He didn't withdraw his hand until the spiritual power had swam away from Yu Changqing's body, and sat on the side of the bed with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.

Master Qingyang took a step forward, and said in a gentle voice, "Master, please express my condolences."

Venerable Chongyuan was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Where's your junior brother's primordial spirit?"

Daoist Qingyang was slightly stunned, this is the second time Master asked this question.

Venerable Chongyuan once said that saying a sentence twice is blah blah blah, don't blah blah blah in front of this old man!

Because of this sentence, anyone who knows the temper of Venerable Chongyuan would never dare to repeat the same sentence a second time when talking to him, and it is even more impossible for Venerable Chongyuan to do such a thing himself, but now, The old man asked about Yu Changqing's soul for the second time.

Presumably his old man was too sad, right?Master Qingyang thought sadly.

He replied respectfully again: "Master, Junior Brother Yu's primordial spirit...is gone."

Venerable Chongyuan said in a deep voice: "You said that your junior brother has entered the Mahayana realm, and since he has entered the Mahayana realm, then the condensing of his primordial spirit must be extraordinary, how could it disappear for no reason?"

Master Qingyang said: "Master Uncle Biyun and his disciples are all puzzled by this matter. We can only speculate that it is because the younger brother's cold-spirited spirit body is especially unable to withstand the pollution of the devil's breath, so it has a huge impact on his primordial spirit. ..."

Venerable Chongyuan closed his eyes and said: "What you said makes sense, he is the most pure and pure cold marrow spiritual body, and naturally cannot tolerate evil spirits, so his meridians and internal organs all have varying degrees of The damage, but according to the degree of damage, it is impossible to damage his soul, have you checked the place where the accident happened?"

Daoist Qingyang was stunned, and said: "It's just damage? After the junior brother died, the uncle and the disciple have carefully inspected the martial brother's dharma body several times, and his inner meridians are almost completely destroyed. As for the cave, the disciple has every inch I have checked it, and my uncle has checked it several times, but if there is even a chance, the disciple will never give up!"

Venerable Chongyuan looked up at him and said, "After he returned to the sect, have you tried to search for him?"

Master Qingyang's eyes gradually brightened, and he murmured: "Disciple... never..."

A person who has already fallen leaves behind a body that is stronger than ordinary people. Who would go to explore the spirit of the corpse every now and then?

Da Zhuang listened by the side, his heart that had been silent for a long time started beating up and down, and he didn't care about etiquette, he rushed to the bedside and grabbed his own fairy's wrist.

He was very clear about how his family's fairy was injured at that time, but when he went to investigate at this time, Yu Changqing's meridians and internal organs had recovered a lot!

Daoist Qingyang couldn't catch him, so he wandered around in the back and said anxiously: "Ji Xia, let me find out!"

Da Zhuang let go of Yu Changqing's hand, landed on his knees, knelt down at the feet of Venerable Chongyuan, grabbed his clothes with both hands, and forgot the awe he felt towards Venerable Chongyuan who didn't dare to approach him, his eyes were full of Xiji said: "Master... the fairy is not like this when he was injured, he is much better...he is much better now...he actually never died at all, right?"

Venerable Chongyuan looked at his excited expression and his rapidly flushed eyes, not only did not care about his impoliteness, but his eyes were gentler, and said in a deep voice: "I have never encountered such a thing as a teacher. His The primordial spirit is indeed not in the body."

Da Zhuang also knew this, but it is a fact that Yu Changqing's body has recovered a lot now. He couldn't restrain his beating heart, and he grabbed the hem of Venerable Chongyuan's clothes even more tightly, and said repeatedly: "If people really die If he falls, there will be no change in his body! Master, you have entered the Mahayana realm, so there must be a way to save him, right?"

Master Qingyang visited the spirit, looked at Venerable Chongyuan, and said in a low voice: "Master, Junior Brother has really recovered a lot..."

Venerable Chongyuan turned his head to look at Yu Changqing, and pondered: "The cold jade bed and his cold marrow spiritual body really complement each other, but his dharma body has recovered, at least it shows that he can still be nourished by the primordial spirit, but His primordial spirit is obviously not there..."

His gaze swept across the entire stone room, slowly falling on Da Zhuang's face, and he became condensed.

Seeing that he did not speak, Da Zhuang hurriedly said: "Master..."

Venerable Chongyuan pointed to the Ice Lingzhu hanging on his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "He gave it to you?"