Zhijun Xiangu

healing

"I said, what is that His Royal Highness, King Yue? I've been persuading him for so long, are you going to go with me or not!" The man in purple sat on the pile of bones and sighed at Yun Qingyue.

"You've been rambling on for so long because you want me to die, and I'm not crazy, so why listen to a stranger like you?" Yun Qingyue looked at the man in purple with "Are you sick?"

"Okay, okay, you are a good child who listens to your mother and doesn't talk to strangers." The man in purple sighed, "I should take advantage of the chaos in Xiangyang and find a chance to...cough cough."

Yun Qingyue was nagged by the man in purple for half an hour, and her heart was full of vigilance.

Just now he was controlled by the inner demon, but the man in purple suddenly appeared in front of him. The man in purple waved his hand, and everything disappeared except the two of them and the mountain of corpses under his feet. With another wave of his hand, a starry sky appeared behind the man in purple, and then As if they were good brothers, they started to have a long talk with Yun Qingyue.

Tossing and turning, the central thought can be summed up in one sentence: "You see, you have lived for so long, and you have played everything. Are you interested in dying? Don't worry, you won't die in vain. See the starry sky behind me. No? If you die now, I will also give you a great gift package for becoming a god, which guarantees that you will ascend to the world of gods early in the future, and you will have no chance with the world of animals!"

He really looked like the liar antique dealer who once sold Ye Xie "the horseshoe nailed by Sa Luzi, one of the six steeds of Zhaoling Mausoleum".

Yun Qingyue crossed her arms and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"That question is not important. What's important is that I really don't want to come down again... Hey, it turns out that I'm really good at talking." The man in purple was a little dejected.

……

Yun Qingyue was still unconscious.

Yu Lin and Yun Qingyue sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other, Yu Lin's fingers rested on Yun Qingyue's temple, and continued the treatment in the volcano just now.

The spirit of the inner demon is extremely strong. When Yu Lin came to stop it, Yun Qingyue's sea of ​​consciousness was already shattered. He originally wanted to use his own spiritual power to pull the pieces back together, and then carefully nurture them in the future. Yun Qingyue was fine. On closer inspection, however, this approach doesn't work.

Those fragments are too messy and still changing. If you don't bring Yun Qingyue's consciousness back immediately, you won't be able to recover. However, with the current situation of Yun Qingyue's knowledge of the sea, he can't accommodate a half-immortal god at all. Consciousness will collapse completely in an instant.

There is only one way...

Yu Lin supported the back of Yun Qingyue's neck, their foreheads touched, and Yu Lin closed his eyes.

……

"Huh?" Suddenly, the man in purple didn't know what to feel, he pinched his fingers to calculate, and then smiled, "I didn't expect that he would actually do this to wake you up, hey, it's over, so For one thing, my mission has failed this time.”

The words failed, but there was no loss on the face, but there was some schadenfreude in the tone.

"Who are you talking about?" Yun Qingyue asked.

The man in purple didn't answer him, but flicked his sleeve backhand, the starry sky was instantly savaged by a strong wind, tearing the starry sky apart, and even the mountain of corpses under his feet began to crack, Yun Qingyue felt as if she was about to be torn out by something.

"Goodbye... No, you shouldn't say that, we still have a chance to meet again, King Yue."

The word "King of Yue" was specially emphasized by the purple-clothed man. The purple-clothed man said such a sentence meaningfully, but in Yun Qingyue's last consciousness, the purple-clothed man stared at Yun Qingyue's eyes, as if calling out name.

Yun Qingyue didn't hear clearly.

……

The Sea of ​​Consciousness is the most vulnerable place of a half-immortal. The first thing for any cultivator to think about is how to protect the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

In fact, not only immortals, but everyone's most vulnerable self is hidden in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, what exists with that self also has what he fears the most.

Yu Lin didn't bring his own cultivation, and almost stepped into the depths of Yun Qingyue's sea of ​​consciousness with a mortal body—in order not to bring any further harm to Yun Qingyue's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, along the way, it was a bit too smooth... until he finally found a small figure in the endless darkness.

The little white figure looked to be about ten years old, wrapped in a thick plush cloak, wishing to wrap his whole body up, curled up and buried his head in his arms.

Yu Lin walked in front of him, but the child didn't react at all. Yu Lin knelt down and looked at him at the same level: "Yun Qingyue?"

no respond.

"...Ye Wei?"

Still no response at all, the kid seemed to be planning to turn himself into a wooden man.

Yu Lin would not say words of comfort, especially when facing Yun Qingyue, who seemed to be only ten years old, he was a little at a loss for words and had to continue: "Yun Qingyue, you can't stay here forever, go out with me."

...still no response.

This is a bit irritating, even if Yu Lin has a good temper, he still feels a little embarrassed.

He racked his brains to think about what to say, but in the end he only remembered what his father said when he lost his temper when he was a child, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he grabbed Xiaoyun Qingyue's shoulder and said, "If you don't get up again, I beat you."

Yu Lin was probably confused, this is not a good word at all, he couldn't be coaxed well when he was a child, let alone Yun Qingyue now.

But Qingyue finally reacted, the ten-year-old boy raised his head, staring blankly ahead... Tears welled up in his eyes.

Seeing the tears, Yu Lin was instantly at a loss: "Yun Qingyue?"

Xiaoyun Qingyue was just crying silently there, the child's hand grabbed Yu Lin's hand on his shoulder, and held it tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

Yu Lin looked at him for a while, and suddenly realized why he was so weird.

There was no light, no focus, and no reflection in the boy's eyes.

Yu Lin originally thought that he was looking at him, but only now did he realize that what Yun Qingyue was looking at was just an endless darkness, and he didn't respond, because he couldn't see or hear now.

No wonder his sea of ​​consciousness was nothing but darkness—for him now, this was the scariest thing.

But now someone suddenly appeared.

Xiaoyun Qingyue carefully grabbed the "stranger"'s hand, like a frightened bird, she was sure that the visitor did not intend to push him away, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, she slipped into the visitor's arms, her voice hoarse burst into tears.

Ten-year-old Yun Qingyue is still a timid but kind-hearted boy. He hopes to bring light to the world, but is abandoned by the world.

In this heart, he doesn't even have a mother, can't see or hear, let alone speak, he is really alone.

Hearing this cry, Yu Lin's heart sank little by little.

He hugged little Qingyue in his arms, and Qingyue cried for a long time in his arms, her voice gradually weakened.

"...Qingyue, come out with me, your brother is still waiting for you."

I am also...waiting for you.

……

Yulin opened his eyes.

The foreheads of the two were separated, Yun Qingyue's breath was stable, but she was not yet awake, Yu Lin helped Yun Qingyue to lie down, he stared at the face for a while, then stroked the gauze of Yun Qingyue's left hand with plain fingers, and let out a sigh. Faint blue light.

After a while, the light subsided, he hesitated for a moment, and lightly tapped Yun Qingyue's tightly closed eyes with plain fingers.

That's all, in the end he turned around and opened the door to leave.

Ye Ling was tense all the time, as soon as he saw Yu Lin coming out, he immediately stepped forward: "Master Yu Lin, my younger brother?"

Yu Lin said: "It's all right, just rest and recuperate for a while."

"Thank you, Master." Ye Ling immediately cupped his hands.

"Son, I have something to tell you." Yu Lin hesitated for a moment, and stopped Ye Ling who was just about to go in to visit his younger brother, "When he wakes up, don't tell him that I saved him, I have other things, immediately He was about to leave, and you told him that it was Daoist Ciyan who saved him."

Ye Ling was a little confused: "Really, you and my brother..."

According to Yun Qingyue's usual way of speaking, when mentioning this real Yulin, the relationship between the two seems to be, no matter...whatever, it shouldn't be like it is now, right?

Ye Ling was a little worried, feeling that this matter was related to his brother's lifelong happiness after all, and he needed some refreshment.

Yu Lin shook his head, Xing Hui handed Shuo Wang to Xie Lang, and they left with a sword.

……

As soon as Ye Ling entered the room, he saw Yun Qingyue sitting on the bed, and he was overjoyed: "Qingyue, are you awake?"

The next moment, he remembered what Yu Lin had told him. He had woken up so early, so he couldn't have heard it just now...

"I just woke up." Yun Qingyue's voice was so soft that Ye Ling could barely hear him, he lowered his head slightly, Ye Ling couldn't see his expression clearly.

The air fell silent.

After a long time, Yun Qingyue smiled wryly: "Brother, why do you think I'm so useless, and involved him again, and he saved my life again."

"... Qingyue, it's time to go back." Ye Ling didn't know how to answer, so he had to say.

……

In the 14th year of Taifeng, on April 25, Ye Cen, king of Yi, rebelled.

Under the city of Chang'an, the army suppressed the situation, and the nine gates of the imperial city were completely sealed.

Half of Ye Cen's army in Gu'an was defeated by Dai Weitian, and the remaining half was hidden elsewhere by him to avoid Dai Weitian's army. After Ye Cen escaped from the volcano, he joined the army. The army has long been split into countless lurking at the foot of the imperial city, and now it has been integrated by Ye Cen. The number is not large, but it is enough to compete with the Jinwu Guard and the Chang'an garrison.

Ye Cen stood in the army on horseback, straightening his wristbands, looking carefully, he had severe burns on his arms and face.

The subordinate came on horseback: "My lord, you have already arrived in front of the imperial mausoleum, and those guarding the mausoleum can't beat us, so you want to attack now?"

Ye Cen put down his right hand and shook his head: "Wait until Chang'an is captured... then tell them not to hurt Empress Dowager Yun's coffin. As for the old thing, just drag it out."

His voice was hoarse, and his throat seemed to be scalded.

"...Yes." The subordinates were a little puzzled, why didn't they knock down the imperial tomb now, so that Ye Ling would have an extra fault - he failed to guard his father's tomb when he was in power, it was unfilial, but Ye Cen wanted After taking Chang'an, wouldn't it be mostly Ye Cen's fault?

Ye Cen did not explain, nor did he immediately order to attack, but just stayed there, as if waiting for something.

……

The city of Chang'an exploded a long time ago, and the ministers all learned that His Majesty and the King of Yue were not there, and rumors were heard from Ye Cen's army that both His Majesty and the King of Yue were dead.

Prince Ye Jun was young and frail, not as imposing as his father, and managed to stabilize his heart. Relying on the veteran Yan Guogong who had fought on the battlefield for decades earlier to deploy the army, he wiped off his sweat and became worried: "Jianghou, nothing will happen to the father and uncle, right?"

Now is the critical moment, Jiang Lou said: "Your Highness, I cannot assure you, but neither Your Majesty nor His Highness the King of Yue are people who will easily..."

Ye Jun nodded, and asked again: "Jianghou, you don't know martial arts, right? Then who is the armor you ordered prepared for?"

Jiang Loudao: "...for a guy who always causes trouble for others. Your Highness, please rest assured that someone will protect Dajin and the royal family, and everything will be fine."

The prince usually saw Jiang Lou outside, never thought that Jiang Chongjiu would be so convincing in every word: "Well, I know."

Before he could finish his sentence, suddenly, a servant crawled in and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is back! Your Majesty is back!"

Ye Jun stood up in an instant, and joy welled up in his heart: "Where is the father?!"

"Your Majesty has already set up the Palace of Danzheng and is talking with Duke Yan, and sent someone to pass on His Majesty."

"Okay!" Ye Jun was just about to leave in response to the edict, but seeing that Jiang Lou didn't move, he asked strangely, "Jiang Hou? Are you not going to meet the emperor with me?"

"Your Highness, the person I was waiting for has also returned. I still need to prepare for some things. Please go first." Jiang Lou bowed and sent Ye Jun away.

……

"Ye Cen's wolfish ambitions are clearly revealed, so he shouldn't have been given such power in the first place!"

"What's the use of being an afterthought here now? It's a fart if you can't let go!"

"It's almost done, I don't want to take countermeasures and scold the street here." Yan Guogong Lu Zheng stopped them.

Ye Ling sat on the dragon chair and looked coldly at the generals below. Among these guys, except for Yan Guogong and Xie Lang, they were all reckless men from the bottom. Usually, they would often fight with civil servants whom they despised Cursing each other, now they are the only ones, and they are even more unscrupulous.

"Today's situation is not all because of..."

I don't know who said it, but seeing that the conversation was going to be directed at Ye Ling, Xie Lang was shocked, and immediately cursed: "Shut up! What nonsense!"

"Shut up." Ye Ling's cold voice came, and the fire was turned off instantly, he said, "Zhen, did you have such a good temper all these years that made you so indulgent?"

There was obviously no trace of anger in Ye Ling's words, but it made people feel chills all over the body, and the general who had just slipped his words plopped down on his knees.

"There is no need to fight any more. Yi Wang Ye Cen deliberately conspired against him. The evidence is solid and his crime is unforgivable. According to the law, he should be executed. He ordered Yue Wang Ye Wei to go out and arrest the thief."

As soon as this remark came out, the generals below were shocked, just as Lu Zheng was about to say something, Ye Ling closed his eyes and stopped looking at them.

Everyone had to retreat.

"What's this called? There are so many generals here. Your Majesty doesn't need any of them. Pai Yue Wang, this is not because he wants to win, but because he wants to kill that bastard... the prince!" A young general couldn't help but say it, but he remembered This was in the palace, and the word "account" was swallowed abruptly.

The others nodded silently, unable to figure out what happened to His Majesty going out and coming back again, making such a terrible decision at such a critical moment!

"Your Majesty makes his own decision, it's your turn to talk too much?!" Xie Lang scolded.

"General Xie." Lu Zheng stopped Xie Lang, "You accompanied His Majesty and the King of Yue out for a walk, do you know what happened?"

Xie Lang looked at Lu Zheng, looked back at Nuo Da's alchemy hall, and finally just shook his head without answering.

……

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is here." Li Shi said.

Ye Ling opened his eyes, and Ye Jun hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Father, you are back! I am worried about my son!"

"...Jun'er, come here." Ye Ling beckoned.

Ye Jun came to Ye Ling's side, Ye Ling glanced at his son, and suddenly asked: "Do you still remember what your fifth uncle looks like?"

Ye Jun didn't understand why his father suddenly used such a tone to mention the man who was approaching the city, and said: "There is only a little impression left."

As soon as his words fell to the ground, Ye Ling suddenly let out a long sigh, his face full of exhaustion: "It's been [-] years since we've been apart, and we've never met each other... There's no second choice, everyone does."

He smiled wryly, with the emperor's deepest helplessness.

……

The guards on the walls of the imperial city moved again.

Numerous archers climbed to the top of the city, opened their bows and arrows, and pointed at Ye Cen's army. The arrows glowed with a cold light, which made people dare not look directly at them.

Xie Lang stood at the top of the city, looking at the army below the city, and said to Jiang Lou beside him: "Master Hou, the battle is about to start, you should go down first, so as not to accidentally injure yourself."

The implication is to make Jiang Lou a powerless guy, don't stay here to make trouble, Jiang Houye waved his hand coolly, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I still have the ability to protect myself, What's more... this battle won't be too intense."

Xie Lang was taken aback: "Why did Lord Hou say such a thing?"

Jiang Lou: "Have you ever seen a few rebellious officials and thieves, all of whom came to the city when the emperor was away, and looked like fools, waiting for us to fight with the whole army?"

Before he finished speaking, the city gate opened.

Jiang Lou was really not afraid of death, he poked his head out and looked down: "King Yi, you are waiting for His Royal Highness Yue Wang."

……

Ever since Ye Cen took action on the city wall, he had been staring at the city gate, and he didn't even hear his subordinates asking in his ear: "My lord, what should we do next?"

Knowing that he saw the expected "general" in light armor.

"... Qingyue."