MTL - The Whole Cultivation World Wants To Revive The Venerable-Chapter 51

Yes, for the safety of the cultivation world, I should draw my sword...

But Qiu Wanyou knew from the beginning to the end that he agreed to let Yao Zhengzhong be the eye of the Fushen Formation, not because of the so-called righteousness of the cultivation world. It's his selfishness.

His behavior not only made Fu Yue feel sorry, but even the entire cultivation world.

"I...I don't want to kill you." Qiu Wanyou whispered this sentence instinctively, but as soon as the words fell, he immediately reacted: If Fuyue misunderstood him, he did it because of righteousness in the cultivation world , he may resent himself. But if Fuyue knew the real purpose of those little calculations he made at the beginning, then Fuyue would only look down on her completely.

Thinking of this, Qiu Wanyou's heart was full of panic.

He looked at the Jiang Jiang sword in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

"I can't do it..." Qiu Wanyou slowly closed his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You...you are not wrong."

"I'm not wrong?" Li Fuyue's tone also rose at this moment.

After being reborn in the first life, when he suddenly heard these four words, he only felt absurd.

And Qiu Wanyou never felt that Ji Jiangjian was so heavy that he couldn't even lift it.

Admit your selfishness? Or is it really facing Li Fuyue with his sword drawn.

He can't even do it.

Before accepting Li Fuyue as his apprentice, Qiu Wanyou was not involved in cause and effect, and was as gentle as water with a phoenix posture. However, at this time, his heart is full of greed, hatred and ignorance, and he is no longer the heart of the mirror.

...For Qiu Wanyou, it may be a very normal thing for him to have unreasonable thoughts about his apprentice.

Qiu Wanyou, who was born in a family of comprehension, hates vulgar people and vulgarity the most. And Li Fuyue seemed to be sent to him by the heaven according to his preferences.

——Li Fuyue used to be the son of a mortal family. Seventeen years of immersion in poetry and books, ten fingers not touching the sun and spring water, made him look less human than the monks who lived in Tianmian Palace for a long time; Li Fuyue didn't understand He has sophistication and a simple mind; even his family is ruined, but under the influence of the so-called etiquette and justice, and the concept of monarch and ministers, even his hatred is faint and confused.

Li Fuyue would only stare at the handful of loess in a daze when she was sad.

Perhaps from the first time he met Li Fuyue, Qiu Wanyou had fallen in love with this boy.

At this time, Li Fuyue, who was ignorant of the world, fit the perfect "immortal" in his heart.

Qiu Wanyou doesn't want Li Fuyue to change. For the next three hundred years, he did not want Li Fuyue to have contact with the outside world, and even used the time to kill Li Fuyue's concern and affection for his family.

Three hundred years is enough to completely imprison a person's soul.

Li Fuyue's state of mind seems to stay forever at the age of seventeen, and she even has a little bit of detachment in which she doesn't feel happy with things or feel sad for herself.

However, Li Fuyue left the world, but Qiu Wanyou herself was accidentally dragged into the world of mortals by his apprentice.

Until now, he has been firmly trapped here by ten feet of Ruanhong.

At this moment, a thick layer of robbery clouds suddenly appeared above the sword forest, and the wind howled for a while, and the flying swords lying on the ground also whimpered again.

Qiu Wanyou hugged Ji Jiangjian tightly, and the piece of white jade between his foreheads slowly split open.

A tribulation thunder rumbled down and struck in the sword forest.

It was as bright as day in here.

"Ah—" Qiu Wanyou let out a suppressed cry of pain.

And the Jiang Jiang Sword in his arms also emitted a faint purple light.

At the end, Qiu Wanyou finally opened his eyes again, he slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked the broken jade on his forehead.

This is Heaven punishes thunder.

As an ascension monk, not only did Qiu Wanyou not return from the lower realm, even at that moment, his Dao heart was shaken by his obsession.

If this were to be applied to the former Qiu Wanyou, it would be unthinkable.

"Master..." Li Fenglan read softly.

In any case, Qiu Wanyou was the one who brought him to the fairyland, the one whom he admired for thousands of years when he was young. Seeing the master whom he had relied on so much, being punished by heaven in front of his eyes, the millennium in the snowy Meizhou at that moment seemed to be shattered by this lightning punishment.

Qiu Wanyou might not be what he used to be.

Li Fenglan took a step back silently, while Qiu Wanyou saw that a tear fell from the corner of Li Fenglan's eyes without warning.

"Fuyue? Don't cry, don't cry..." Qiu Wanyou was flustered, he finally mustered up the courage to reach out, and slowly moved towards Li Fenglan's cheek, he wanted to wipe away the tears for the person in front of him.

But Li Fenglan actually dodged again.

Seeing Li Fenglan turn sideways slightly, he took a deep breath and said to Qiu Wanyou: "Master did nothing wrong back then... After all, you don't know whether I will go crazy the next day and ruin the entire cultivation world."

"No, don't say that—" At this moment, Qiu Wanyou didn't look like a fairy.

Li Fenglan shook her head lightly and said: "These years, I was too naive... If the master can't recognize it, then I can't recognize it."

Li Fenglan was obviously saying "forgive", but Qiu Wanyou's uneasiness in his heart was expanding little by little.

He didn't want Li Fenglan to forgive him, and even preferred that the other party hate him.

After saying this sentence, Li Fenglan suddenly looked at Qiu Wanyou, walked forward, and hugged his master tightly in the dark, in the strong wind and under the moonlight.

Qiu Wanyou trembled, and slowly embraced the familiar boy in front of him, his fingertips touched the blood on Li Fenglan's body.

"Fuyue, master please... don't do this, can we still be the same as before?" Qiu Wanyou finally mustered up the courage to say the most humble and delusional sentence in his life.

But as soon as the words fell, he heard Li Fenglan say in his ear: "Master, go back to the upper realm and continue your life. Li Fuyue has already been expelled from the sect and has nothing to do with you. Even he , also died thousands of years ago. We have nothing to do with future life and death."

Qiu Wanyou is his master, and he owes him a karma. But now, that period of cause and effect was finally returned by Qiu Wanyou's subordinates just now.

They owed nothing to anyone.

No more involvement.

"Hahaha... No more involvement?" Qiu Wanyou finally let go of Li Fenglan, and he took two steps back abruptly.

Li Fenglan, who was dressed in blood, clenched her hands and said these words. It seems that he has really let go of all kinds of past lives - hatred, resentment and even the few loves.

Yes, let it go. As Li Fuyue's master, how could Qiu Wanyou not understand her apprentice?

After hearing this sentence, he immediately understood.

More than just not hating? Li Fuyue didn't even want to blame herself anymore.

From today onwards, they are no longer masters and apprentices, let alone enemies, but just strangers.

His apprentice had already died thousands of years ago, and this... just a... stranger who no longer blames himself.

They are really like what Li Fenglan said just now, there is no more involvement.

But how could Qiu Wanyou be willing!

However, without waiting for Qiu Wanyou to say anything, Li Fenglan said softly again: "...Master, it's time for me to return the disciple card to you."

The monks in Tianmian Palace each have a disciple card, which is regarded as a "meeting gift" given to them by the master, and it was the same for Li Fuyue back then. It's just that according to the rules of Tianmian Palace, after Qiu Wanyou ascended, he no longer needed to wear that thing.

After being expelled from the sect by Tianmian Palace, Li Fuyue's disciple card that was originally placed on Meizhou in the Snowy Land was also taken away by the sect.

But now, that disciple card was placed in the main peak of Tianmian Palace.

According to the regulations of Tianmian Palace, after the relationship between master and apprentice is broken, the master must take away the apprentice's disciple card.

Hearing Li Fenglan's words, Qiu Wanyou immediately realized what he was going to do.

The moment Li Fenglan turned around, Qiu Wanyou grabbed his arm violently: "No! No need! If you... really don't want to have anything to do with me, then there will be no more involvement."

This sentence was said by Qiu Wanyou through gritted teeth.

If Li Fenglan wants to get back his disciple card, there is only one way, and that is to go straight to the main peak of Tianshui Palace.

In Qiu Wanyou's heart, his apprentice has always been a temperless person. He has never seen the other party be so decisive, so... full of vitality.

But Li Fuyue has really changed, and even his decision is still for herself...

Li Fenglan shook her head slowly, then broke free from Qiu Wanyou, and walked away from here with a sword under the gaze of the other party with injuries all over her body.

This night in Tianmian Palace, everyone was startled by the fluctuation of spiritual power on the side of Jianlin. And now, more than half of them have seen that Li Fenglan, a little cultivator in Miguang Mountain who has survived two catastrophes in a row and has a good relationship with the fierce beast Cheng Huang, passed through the sect with a **** Yujian and went straight to the main peak. .

Li Fenglan's movements were really too fast, not at all the speed that his cultivation level should have.

But this is not the most shocking thing, they saw—the Immortal Master Qiu Wanyou from the Lower Realm a while ago, actually followed Li Fenglan closely!

In the air at this time, Li Fenglan could feel the strong wind blowing away from her like a knife. He was injured just now, his blood and body temperature were flowing together, but Li Fenglan didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

Until standing on the main peak of the sect.

"Junior Brother Li, I don't know why you came to the main peak in the middle of the night?" Zhuang Zhixia, the head disciple standing in front of all the disciples, asked Li Fenglan seriously with a long sword in her hand.

But Li Fenglan didn't answer her question, "Senior sister, what an offense." After saying this, Li Fenglan directly passed dozens of disciples on the main peak, and headed straight for the Yu Ling Palace, where no one usually cares about.

"This..." Just when Zhuang Zhixia hesitated and was about to lead someone to chase after him, Jiang Yichang suddenly appeared.

"Wait!" Jiang Yichang glanced at Li Fenglan's leaving back, he pursed his lips and said to the main peak disciples: "Let's step back first."

"Yes, Master." Zhuang Zhixia shook his teeth, and waved to lead people away from here. And the disciples on the main peak of Tianmian Palace all involuntarily cast their fearful gazes at Yu Ling Palace.

Is Li Fenglan crazy for trespassing on the main peak of the sect?

After the monks at the main peak retreated, Jiang Yichang went directly to Yu Ling Palace without any hesitation.

It was at this time that Qiu Wanyou, who had followed Li Fenglan closely just now, finally appeared in Yu Ling's palace out of thin air.

So Jiang Yichang just opened the door and came in, and what he saw was this scene - Li Fenglan took down the white jade disciple plaque on the top of Yu Ling Hall, while Qiu Wanyou stood a few meters away, reaching out to pull hold him.

The appearance of these two people... is really weird to the extreme.

The moment he opened the door, Jiang Yichang realized that perhaps he shouldn't have come here.

Li Fenglan touched the disciple card in her hand with nostalgia, and then walked towards Qiu Wanyou step by step.

As if he didn't see Jiang Yichang here, he slowly put the disciple card into Qiu Wanyou's hand.

Thousands of luminous pearls are inlaid in the walls of Yuling Hall. Even though it is late at night, the hall is still as bright as day. Until this time, Jiang Yichang finally saw clearly what Li Fenglan was holding...

"Snowy Meizhou Fuyue Moon"

"This is..." Jiang Yichang's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, "Li Fuyue's disciple card?"

As the head of Tianmian Palace, he naturally knows better than anyone else that there are only two people in this world who can take this disciple card off the offering table—Qiu Wanyou and Li Fuyue.

And at this very moment, Li Fenglan was walking down from the high platform holding the disciple card.

The answer is already in front of Jiang Yichang...

Li Fenglan is the second person in this world who can take the disciple card from the offering place, he is Li Fuyue!

At the moment when the three words "Li Fuyue" appeared in Jiang Yichang's mind, even the fingertips of the master standing here felt slightly numb.

Impossible... Li Fuyue is already dead, he died under the Fushen formation, how could he appear here? ! How could she become Li Fenglan?

Jiang Yichang's hand was firmly locked in the door frame, and his joints turned white.

He stood here, watching Li Fenglan walking down step by step.

"Master, the disciple card will be returned to you today." The expression on Li Fenglan's face was so indifferent, which formed a great contrast with his blood-soaked clothes.

After saying this, he let go of his hand, and Qiu Wanyou could only subconsciously take the disciple card.

Jiang Yichang heard that the bell hanging on the white jade disciple card was shaking slightly with Qiu Wanyou's hand, breaking the suffocating silence of the room.

Master, if you can say these two words to Qiu Wanyou, who else is the person in front of you if not Li Fuyue?

…

Today's Qiu Wanyou can't say a word.

Thousands of years later, he finally discovered that his apprentice was no longer the ignorant "immortal" in his heart, but a "human" who had gone through the world of mortals and purgatory.

Li Fenglan didn't say another word to Qiu Wanyou. He went straight to Jiang Yichang's side, and said to him indifferently: "Sect Master Xianzun, have you seen what happened just now?"

"Ah... yes." Li Fenglan suddenly spoke to herself. Jiang Yichang, who was still immersed in the memories of a thousand years ago, unexpectedly didn't react for a while, and even lost a bit of demeanor.

At this moment Li Fenglan was standing in front of him, and behind him were thousands of night pearls in Yu Ling's Palace, so close that the moonlight lost a little of its brilliance. And Li Fenglan's facial features and even her hair were also set off by the light, which made Jiang Yichang mistakenly think that he was about to become a fairy.

From his point of view, the monk named "Li Fenglan" in front of him is more than 70% to 80% similar to the former Li Fuyue.

"According to the sect's regulations, I should be locked up in a dark prison and await investigation." He almost became the head of Tianmian Palace in his last life, so he knows these things all too well.

It was also after Li Fenglan's voice reminded that Jiang Yichang, the usually stern and selfless head, finally remembered that Li Fenglan should be put in a dark prison for trespassing on the main peak of the sect, Yu Ling Hall.

After finishing speaking, Li Fenglan went straight out.

Looking at his back, Jiang Yichang couldn't help but think - when Li Fuyue was not expelled from the sect thousands of years ago, whenever there was any major event in the cultivation world, the other party would always be the one who stood at the top of Tianmian Palace.

And I have long been used to looking at each other's backs.

The back view in front of me at this moment overlapped with the past thousands of years ago.

"Yes." Even like a thousand years ago, Jiang Yichang didn't hold back and said this word to Li Fenglan's back.

Outside Yu Ling's hall, Li Fenglan walked slowly towards the dark prison as if she didn't care about her identity being known, and never looked back.

In Yu Ling's hall, after the hall door was closed, the cultivator who had always demanded himself in the posture of a fairy finally couldn't help holding the cold disciple card in both hands, and slowly sat down on the ground...

Jiang Yichang recognized Li Fenglan, but he didn't tell anyone about it.

After personally sending Li Fenglan into the dark prison, he just said a word and left there: "Before the head of the sect Xianzun passed away, it was Li Fuyue who wanted to kill the Three Realms... If you want to be Li Fenglan from now on, I will be you." All the past has gone with the wind."

In the past night, Li Fenglan's mood was always turbulent. It was not until Jiang Yichang finished speaking and walked out of the prison that he slowly shifted his gaze to the back of the man who was receding away.

Li Fenglan did not expect that Jiang Yichang, who has always been known for his impartiality and selflessness, would choose to let her go.

Just like Jiang Yichang would never have imagined that after leaving the Tianmian Palace's dark prison, he would meditate in the palace overnight, but his mind was full of images from the day when Li Fuyue went mad.

…

To talk about what happened to Li Fenglan that night, it was witnessed by most of the sect. But before dawn, the news of his being locked up in a dark prison spread throughout the entire sect.

If it is said that after hearing this, the most excited person is none other than Meng Linzhou.

When Chen arrived, Meng Linzhou came to the dark cell.

At this time, Li Fenglan was leaning against the wall of the dark cell wearily because of excessive blood loss, and she seemed unwilling to say a word.

Only Meng Linzhou was alone, and his voice resounded throughout the cell.

"...As expected of Master, in my last life, at most, I went to Menxin Cliff due to mistakes. I have never been to a place like the Dark Prison." Meng Linzhou's tone was filled with deep reverence.

If ordinary people say this sentence, Li Fenglan thinks that the other party is probably mocking.

But Meng Linzhou...

He believed that Meng Linzhou was really lamenting that as a master, being able to enter a dark prison for committing crimes was something worthy of admiration.

Sure enough, Meng Linzhou didn't care at all what happened to Li Fenglan last night, and why Li Fenglan was so abnormal, he still said to himself: "I'm really not as good as Master."

Li Fenglan: "..."

My apprentice's brain is really not very good.

Such an incident happened last night, Li Fenglan looked calm on the surface, but in reality, she spent one night in her mind reliving the time in the snowy Meizhou. Speaking of which, I really should thank Meng Linzhou, a traitor, if not for him, Li Fenglan doesn't know when she will be able to get out of that emotion.

Due to excessive blood loss, Li Fenglan was still leaning against the wall weakly, while Meng Linzhou continued to sigh.

At this moment, there was another crisp ringtone from outside the prison, which meant that someone came here to see Li Fenglan again.

The person sitting on the ground looked up reflexively, and then he saw—Ling Buyi, dressed in black, passed through the light curtain and appeared in front of his eyes.

"Feng Lan." The visitor softly called his name, then passed through the next spiritual power barrier of the prison, and walked straight to Li Fenglan.

Once inside the dark prison of Tianshui Palace, the detainees' wounds will heal at the same speed as ordinary people. So one night passed, and Li Fenglan was still sitting here the same as a few hours ago, her temple hair was all messed up, and she was covered in blood.

Only Ling Buyi knew that at the moment he saw Li Fenglan, his heart ached fiercely.

He found that he cared more about the person in front of him than he imagined.

Every small wound on Li Fenglan's body is so dazzling in his eyes.

Ling Buzhi slowly knelt on the ground, he carefully took Li Fenglan's hand, and gently stroked the small wound. But in a blink of an eye, the wounds that had been cut open by the Gang Qi healed.

And it wasn't until this time that Meng Linzhou realized that not only did he not notice the injury on Master's body just now, but he even quarreled with him that he couldn't rest?

I too... too unfilial!

But at this time, no matter whether it was Li Fenglan or Ling Buyan, they didn't have the extra mood to talk to Meng Linzhou.

After the wound on the back of Li Fenglan's hand healed, Ling's gaze moved all the way to his arm.

"Does it still hurt?" Ling Buyi asked softly while treating his wound with spiritual power.

Li Fenglan was so excited last night that she actually forgot about the pain, but when Ling Buyi said this, he felt that his numb nerves seemed to come alive at this moment.

And the grievance and unwillingness of that night also hit him at the same time.

Li Fenglan's nasal words reached Ling Buyan's ears: "It hurts a bit..."

Meng Linzhou:! !

Is this still my master? Was he taken away?

But what surprised Meng Linzhou even more was yet to come.

Ling Buyi slowly lowered Li Fenglan's arm, and then unexpectedly... hugged him carefully in his arms.

Li Fenglan was already half a head shorter than Ling Buyi, but at this moment, he was sitting against the wall, but his vision suddenly became dark. By the time he realized it, he had already been hugged into Ling Buyan's arms.

Even Ling Buyi's hand was carefully resting on the back of Li Fenglan's head, separating him from the cold wall.

Li Fenglan's whole body fell into a warm embrace.

A burst of fragrance passed through the clothes to the tip of his nose, smelling this faint cold fragrance, Li Fenglan's mood unexpectedly calmed down.

"It will never be like this again..." Ling Buyi hugged Li Fenglan and whispered in his ear.

His tone was extremely gentle.

This sentence is not only for Li Fenglan, but also for himself.

But Li Fenglan felt that Ling Bujin's voice had never been as sad as this moment.