Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

As the candles in the house were extinguished, Yuan Weihe's house was completely plunged into darkness, Yuan Weihe had no choice but to see nothing at all.

Pulling Luo Yunyan and turning back, Qi Zexi was really cautious enough to not even hear the sound blocked by the barrier.

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Shen Wenxi stood at the back of the mountain to teach the new disciples the exercises, and watched many disciples slowly learn to draw qi into the body with their hands behind their backs.

As a result, his eyes fell on one spot, only to realize that one of the new disciples had tried many times but hadn't succeeded.

He tapped his toes lightly in front of that disciple. This kid looked only in his teens and his face was immature.

It can be seen from the facial features that even if he is still young, he can be seen to be good-looking, and when he grows up in the future, I don't know how many female disciples he will be fascinated by.

When Shen Wenxi landed in front of him, the young man became even more anxious, he frantically formed seals on his hands again, and tried to draw air into his body.

In the end, there was still no effect at all. There was just a wave of spiritual energy around the body, and it would soon disappear again.

He glanced at Shen Wenxi carefully, and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Shen Wenxi wasn't in a hurry, and spoke softly, and slowly squatted down.

"Don't worry, hold your breath and try again."

After saying that, he raised his hand, and his fingertips drew up the spiritual power, and when he made a seal on the young man's hand, his fingertips landed on the veins of the young man, and the spiritual power penetrated into his body.

Soon the spiritual power traveled along the young man's tendons, and as his fingertips slipped down a little bit, the spiritual power also traveled along the tendons of his fingertips.

The tips of the young man's ears turned red, and he lowered his head until Shen Wenxi's fingertips touched his dantian, gently tapping.

He instantly felt a surge of spiritual power gathered in his dantian, and his veins were still a little stagnant just now, but now they are instantly opened up.

He raised his eyes to look at Shen Wenxi in surprise, and met Shen Wenxi's handsome smiling eyes.

"Thank you, Second Elder."

Shen Wenxi nodded lightly, "Your spiritual root aptitude is good, and if you guide your cultivation well in the future, your progress will be faster."

Having said that, Shen Wenxi was silent for a moment, and after glancing at the many other new disciples around, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

The young man was stunned for a moment and didn't react, but soon he stood up and knelt down facing Shen Wenxi.

"The disciple is willing, the disciple pays homage to the master."

Shen Wenxi nodded, just at this moment he heard movement behind him, turned his head to look over, and to his surprise, Xie Luoliang came out.

Surprise flashed across his eyes, and he looked back at the boy, "What's his name?"

"Wen Yu..."

"Come see me in the hall after noon tomorrow."

After saying that, Shen Wenxi turned and left. Wen Yu watched Shen Wenxi turn and leave, with surprise in his eyes.

It never occurred to him that he could become a disciple of the Second Elder, and he was also the chief disciple of the Second Elder.

He slowly stood up and watched Shen Wenxi's figure disappear in front of his eyes, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sat down cross-legged to practice again.

Shen Wenxi immediately went to the top of Xie Luoliang's mountain after coming out of the back mountain, and saw that the barrier on the top of his mountain had been withdrawn.

No one was found on Xie Luoliang's mountain, Shen Wenxi immediately thought of a place.

Junqing cold mountain.

He immediately turned around and went to the top of Jun Qinghan's hill, and sure enough, he saw Xie Luoliang standing under the laurel tree as soon as he entered the courtyard gate.

His hair was disheveled and uncombed, and he was wearing a Tsing Yi, which always gave him an empty feeling.

Hearing the movement, he immediately turned his head to look over, with surprise in his eyes, but when he saw that it was Shen Wenxi, the surprise in his eyes dissipated little by little.

He turned his head to look at the laurel tree in front of him, and then sat cross-legged in front of the chessboard under the laurel tree.

Shen Wenxi was also a little surprised, and quickly walked in front of him, seeing his haggard look, feeling indescribably disturbed.

It was the first time he had seen Xie Luoliang's slovenly and unkempt appearance, without a stubble on his face.

"Senior brother, why are you bothering, the younger brother is long gone, why do you torture yourself like this?"

Shen Wenxi saw that he raised his hand to get the chess pieces, so he immediately raised his hand and waved his hand away.

"Senior brother, don't forget, you are the head of Yun Qingzong, you have escaped for so many years, you should wake up."

Xie Luoliang didn't speak, lowered his hands, and looked up at the laurel tree in front of him, the flowers were blooming.

Even though the person is no longer there, the tree is still growing very well, it is thicker than it was many years ago, and the flowers are blooming more and more prosperously.

It seems that nothing has changed in this yard, except that the owner is not there.

It took him a while to look back, Xie Luoliang was sluggish, and all his movements seemed to be in slow motion.

There was no light in his eyes at all, he looked down at the chessboard in front of him, and could still think of it in a trance.

At the beginning, Jun Qinghan was sitting opposite him playing chess with him. After a long silence, he staggered to stand up and wanted to leave.

Over the years, his figure has become thinner and thinner, and even when the wind blows his robe, it feels empty inside.

"Senior brother!" Even though Shen Wenxi had a good temper, he was still angry at this moment.

He walked quickly to Xie Luoliang and raised his hand to stop him, Xie Luoliang raised his eyes dully.

"Have you ever thought that after so many years of unsuccessful evocation of the soul, the younger brother may still be alive."

These words fell into Xie Luoliang's ears and finally made his eyes light up. He raised his eyes, and his eyes finally had some focus.

"really?"

He hadn't spoken for many years, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and his speech was a little awkward.

Shen Wenxi took a deep breath, "As long as there are remnants of souls, it is impossible for the summoning array to remain unresponsive for so many years."

Avoiding Xie Luoliang's gaze, Shen Wenxi himself has no idea what he said.

"Perhaps the younger brother's soul has not dissipated, and there has been no response from the soul-calling array for so many years, and the person may have been reincarnated."

Xie Luoliang didn't think so, as long as he had a little bit of hope, he didn't want to give up.

Finally, he raised the corners of his lips a little bluntly, "Yes, he may have been reincarnated."

He muttered to himself, his voice hoarse and difficult.

"You should also tidy up yourself. Look at what you look like now. Could it be that you want your junior to see you like this after reincarnation?"

After Shen Wenxi said these words with his back to Xie Luoliang, he hesitated for a moment, he didn't dare to look at the hopeful look in Xie Luoliang's eyes.

It's better to have no hope than to have hope shattered again, but look at him like this.

After all, Shen Wenxi chose to lie, and after saying all this, he felt a little bit like running away.

Leaving the courtyard quickly, Xie Luoliang stood where he was, with a dull expression on his face, but his eyes gradually brightened.

Why didn't he think that after so many years, why didn't he think about the possibility that Jun Qinghan was still alive?

Why didn't he ever think about the possibility of a person being reincarnated? He raised his hand to stroke the stubble of his beard, and then looked at his skinny hands.

He froze for a moment, he couldn't let Qinghan come back to see him like this.

Looking at the yard again, the smile spread from the corner of his mouth.