Disciple's rebellion

Seeing that He Yin stopped, Ning Jie silently mobilized his spiritual power to restore the barrier.

The tendons in Mi Chen's wrists twitched a few times, he closed his eyes, and said with unconcealable sourness, "He Yin, have you... been doing well these years?" His voice became lower and lower, sour More and more thick.

He Yin turned his head back indifferently, he saluted and said: "Thanks to my uncle, the master is very kind to his disciples."

Ning Jie sighed inwardly.

Mi Chen was brought up by Bai Wei since he was a child, so it's not surprising that he caught his air-conditioning.But I didn't expect that ten years later, He Yin would be a copy of him again.

The tone is appropriate, the face looks gentle, and the demeanor is polite, but in fact he rejects people thousands of miles away.

Ning Jie raised his eyes to look at Mi Chen, seeing Mi Chen's cracked coldness mixed with confusion, he felt dense pain in his heart.

That's right, He Yin's proper answer made Mi Chen even more uncomfortable.

Mi said in a low voice: "I was the one who let you down. I..."

He Yin clenched his trembling hands tightly, but he didn't show it on his face, but calmly said: "Master, everything is over."

Hearing this, Ning Jie raised his eyes to look at He Yin.

past?

I'm afraid... this injury will last a lifetime.

Mi Chen's heart twitched, not knowing how to answer.

He Yin withdrew his hand and hid it with a loose robe, he replied warmly: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. Since uncle is fine, the disciple will leave first."

After He Yin finished speaking, he turned around and left. He looked at Ning Jie's repaired spiritual power, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to concentrate on blasting the barrier again.

But at this moment, he suddenly said: "Ah Chen, have you really cared about me? I think, when the sect master parted with you, he should have told you that I will compete in the arena next to Ning Jie."

Mi Chen suddenly raised his head to look at He Yin, the wound on his side cheek made Mi Chen's pupils tremble with pain.

The scar, the scar!

Could it be, could it be...

He Yin condensed his strength to explode the barrier, and before leaving, he said to Ning Jie: "Junior Brother Ning, stay here. For the sake of your master, you should at least fight against me."

After the words fell, He Yin left the barrier without raising his head.

Ning Jie put away the barrier silently, walked to Mi Chen's side, supported him, and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm sorry."

Mi Chen came back to his senses, and raised his hand to touch Ning Jie's head.

A voice as clear as thin ice said: "I don't blame you."

A broken cicada wing appeared on Mi Chen's face, he lowered his head and smiled wryly: "Even without you, the sect leader would not let me accept him as a disciple."

Ning Jie looked at Mi Chen with complicated eyes, seeing his pale face, Ning Jie felt uncomfortable.

Although Mi Chen has been emphasizing that the reason why he and He Yin turned against each other is not with him, but with himself.

At first Ning Jie also believed Mi Chen's words, but as he grew older, he suddenly discovered that He Yin's break with his master had nothing to do with him at all like what Mi Chen said.

Yes, he is the catalyst that accelerates the break between He Yin and Mi Chen.

Ning Jie pondered for a while and said, "Master, this disciple wants to tell you..."

But these words were quickly interrupted by Mi Chen's violent spiritual power.

A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Mi Chen's mouth.

Ning Jie's pupils trembled, he didn't care about forming another boundary, he quickly helped Mi Shen sit down, and channeled spiritual power to him.

When he came back from Xueqiu Mountain that year, he found that the always strong Master suddenly became weak.

Of course, this weakness is not like an ordinary man who is sick and lingering on the bed, unable to stand the cold wind and low temperature, but a runaway spiritual power.

In the beginning, Mi Chen was able to suppress the rampant spiritual power in his body, but as time went by, it became more and more difficult for Mi Chen to suppress the majestic spiritual power in his body.

So later Mi Chen threw him a few lonely copies and asked him to practice by himself, instead of doing it by himself like the previous two years.

Mi Chen immediately suppressed the spiritual power in his body, and at the same time endured the severe pain and said: "Ah Jie, stop!"

At this time, Ning Jie no longer listened to Mi Chen's words, but concentrated on transporting spiritual power into Mi Chen's body.

Ning Jie is indeed a leader among the younger generation, and can even be called a reprint of Mi Chen.

But even if Mi Chen himself sent spiritual power to his current self when he was young, it was still difficult to restrain the violent spiritual power in his body.

As Mi Chen worried, the spiritual power in Ning Jie's body soon weakened.

Mi Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Let go! Hand!"

Ning Jie's face became paler with the passage of spiritual power, but he still stubbornly sent spiritual power into Mi Chen's body.

Mi Chen felt that the violent spiritual power in his body had reached the peak, he said in a broken voice: "Ning Jie, let me go!"

Ning Jie also felt that the spiritual power in Mi Chen's body had reached its peak, and immediately increased the transmission of spiritual power, and said while losing, "I don't want to. Master, my disciple will carry it with you."

After Ning Jie finished speaking, he gathered his broken mind and increased the transmission of spiritual power again.

Soon, a spiritual mist gathered around Mi Chen, and a steady stream of blue-purple spiritual power entered into Mi Chen's body forcefully and irresistibly.

With the help of Ning Jie, Mi Chen quickly suppressed the temptation of spiritual power in his body.

Seeing that the spiritual power in Mi Chen's body was stable, Ning Jie let go of his weak arms, collapsed to the ground, closed his darkened eyes, and suppressed his heart that was about to burst with rapid breathing.

Seeing this, Mi Chen helped Ning Jie up, and subconsciously wanted to transfer the spiritual power in his body to Ning Jie.

But Ning Jie exhausted his last bit of strength to stop Mi Chen, he shook his head with difficulty, signaling to Mi Chen not to do it.

Mi Chen didn't want to, and subconsciously wanted to push his palm to send spiritual power to Ning Jie.But when Mi Chen's hand was about to touch Ning Jie, a trembling blue rose bloomed between Mi Chen's fingers and immediately covered his palm.

Mi was startled for a moment, then looked at Ning Jie in astonishment.

But the blooming of this flower has exhausted the last trace of spiritual power in Ning Jie's body. This blooming flower of spiritual power shows that his heart is broken. he.

He's stalling for time!

Fortunately, Bai Wei sensed Mi Chen's spiritual violence, so he found an excuse to feel Mi Chen's side.

When Bai Wei arrived, it was Mi Chen struggling to get rid of the blue rose in his hand. Bai Wei hurriedly took Ning Jie from Mi Chen, cast a barrier, and began to send spiritual power to Ning Jie.

Bai Wei didn't wait for Mi Chen to speak, and said in a cold voice: "If your apprentice wakes up and knows that I'm by your side, and you don't care about sending him spiritual power, then I won't stop him when he makes trouble with you."

When Mi Chen heard this, he could barely hold back, and stared blankly at Bai Wei sending spiritual power to Ning Jie who had passed out.

Bai Wei gave Mi Chen enough to recover in a short time, and stopped.

The white curtain pulled up Ning Jie to support him and said to Mi Chen: "Go back to the room first."

Mi Chen put his mind on Ning Jie, and said anxiously, "Ah Jie, is he okay?"

Bai Wei frowned, and said: "He just exhausted his spiritual power, and he was not injured internally by the strong spiritual power in your body. But how did you shut yourself off for the past five years, and how did you suddenly lose your spiritual power?"

Mi Chen clenched his hands tightly and said, "I'll talk to you about this matter when I get back to my room."

Seeing Mi Shen like this, Bai Wei twitched his brows a few times.

Back in the room, Mi Chen gently took Ning Jie from Bai Wei's arms, gently put him on the bed, and tucked the corner of the quilt.

Bai Wei sat on the sandalwood stool, looked at Mi Chen coldly, and said, "Didn't Li Tiao give you a piece of solid wind wood, didn't you take it?"

Mi Chen lowered his eyes and said, "I have taken it, but in recent years, the spiritual level has been raised again, which has caused the spiritual pill to become unstable again."

Bai Wei frowned, and said: "Since Shengfeng wood is good for your Guyuan, I will send He Yin to find some in a few days."

Mi Chen shook his head: "Sound and wind are rare in a thousand years, so don't waste your efforts."

After the Battle of Canglang that year, Mi Chen's spiritual power was not stable, and Li Tiao immediately offered the Shui Chen sect's treasured Shengfengmu for 800 years.

This sound of wind wood is indeed precious, but no matter how precious it is, it can only play a healing role. If the human world is no longer there, and they are all wiped out in chaos, then this sound of wind wood will become the most useless thing.

After all, Li Tiao is the head of the Shui Shen faction, so it is very clear which is more important.

Li Tiao took out the sound wind tree to let everyone know that there is a sound wind tree in this world, but now only the water sinking school has the only sound wind tree, and the water sinking school does not have any records of which predecessor is in it. Where and by what opportunity to find the sound of wind wood.

It has already passed 800 meters, and it may not be easy to find another sound wind tree.

Bai Wei sighed, and said: "You're right, no one knows if there is any Shengfengmu in the world now, and you really can't put your hope on Shengfengmu. But your panacea is so unstable, you still need some elixir Come to Guyuan. How about this, I will send a letter to Guijing and ask him to develop some Guyuan pills."

Mi Chen unexpectedly did not refuse, but said: "Everything is subject to the master."

Bai Wei said again: "But Qingfeng, you have to know that you are not the Elder Qingfeng of our Liangling Sect, but also the Miwu Immortal Venerable in the world. You have no enchantment when you run away with spiritual power, if some disciples of the immortal sect see it, you Do you know what the consequences of this will be?"

Mi Chen's expression became colder and colder, his eyes froze.He was silent for a while, then said, "I know."

The only thing the human world can rely on now is Mi Chen. If something goes wrong with Mi Chen, it will bring panic in the human world and the demon world will take advantage of it.

Bai Wei took a close look at Mi Chen, and continued: "Qingfeng, Master once said that you are a genius who appeared only tens of thousands of years ago, and you are the most powerful barrier in the entire world of cultivating immortals. Don't forget that you promised him when Master went away. thing."

When Mi Chen heard Bai Wei mentioning Bai Lan in front of him for the first time, a soft spot in his heart was suddenly pricked by a poisonous needle, causing dense pain.

Mi Chen curled up her fingers tightly, suppressing the pain with all her strength, and said in a calm voice: "I have not forgotten my promise to Master."

The two pairs of icy eyes faced each other, and the atmosphere was cold.

Bai Wei picked up the teacup and took a sip, moistened his throat, and said, "You have not forgotten your promise, but you have disappointed me. I don't need to tell you the reason why your spiritual power went berserk after the Battle of Canglang."

Mi Chen pursed her lips and did not speak.

After beating the white curtain enough, Mi Chen stood up, walked to Mi Chen's side, stretched out his hand and patted Mi Chen's shoulder lightly, and said, "Ah Chen, Qingfeng, when you return to the Liangling sect, senior brother Qing will personally help you!" The pavilion is reinforced." Bai Wei looked at Mi Chen, who was downcast, and said, "I have given way a lot in stealing the Blue Mountain, but if you can't even defend the Qingzun Pavilion, then senior brother doesn't mind using spiritual power to restore it to its original state. "

Mi Chen clenched his hands tightly and said, "I see."

After Bai Wei finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

But when his hand was on the door, he suddenly said: "Tomorrow is the battle between He Yin and Ning Jie. That child He Yin has suffered a lot because of you. Don't go to tomorrow's battle. Just because you are alive Dan is unstable, so you stay in the room and practice hard."

Mi Shen subconsciously looked at Ning Jie.

Seeing this, Bai Wei frowned once again, and said: "This time the leader is undoubtedly Ning Jie. But Mi Chen, you must know that I did not agree with you to accept apprentices before, even though Ning Jie is a young man in the world of cultivating immortals, he is the most important person in the world." Even if many people praise that this is you back then. But you have to know, if he returns to the state or my disciple, I will appreciate him, but he is the only disciple under your sect. To be honest, I still think he Not suitable to be your apprentice."

Bai Wei's eyes became colder as he spoke, he glanced at the pale Ning Jie on the bed, and said bluntly: "If you don't care about the safety of your elixir because of him, I will use the power of the master to expel him from the sect."

Mi Chen's pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Bai Wei in disbelief.

And Bai Wei's face was covered with ice.

With just one glance, Mi Chen knew that Bai Wei would do what he said, and once Ning Jie influenced him, he would expel this rare genius from the school without hesitation.

Mi Chen had no color on his lips. After a long time, he said: "Brother, you and Master taught me that I want to be a god on a high platform and be admired by all people. Therefore, you must not reveal your emotions easily."

Mi Chen turned his eyes to look at Bai Wei, and continued: "I will do it one by one. I am like you, senior brother, and no one dares to approach me. Although the world often calls me Qingfeng Haoyue, the biggest definition of me in my heart is As cold as Qiushuang. Even if it is Ah Jie, he will be intimidated when he sees me silent."

Mi Chen's tone was still slightly fluctuating, but a trace of emotion leaked out from the frozen voice: "Brother, you are always worried that trivial matters in the world will affect my practice, but in the final analysis... In this world, apart from you and Master My lord, who would make me like this..." A sigh as light as a breeze came out of Mi Chen's mouth, "It's hard to control myself."