He didn't know how long he would be imprisoned by his master.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it during this year.

Is what I did really wrong?

At that time, the formation of the Immortal City was destroyed, the City Lord's Mansion was controlled, and most of the cultivators in the Immortal City were given the Spirit-Destroying Powder.

He knew the danger, but still chose to take the risk. He sent a distress signal to the sect.

He firmly believed that the sect disciples would come to support him...

He couldn't just watch people in the city perish. If he didn't even try, he thought he would never be able to overcome his inner demons in the future.

Even after entering the world of immortal cultivation, he encountered many people with bad intentions, and such people also existed in this immortal city.

But I have also met many kind, simple and helpful people.

They may be very ordinary, and may be lost in the crowd in the next second.

But, is he saving people for the sake of rewards from others?

No, he just felt warmed by others, so he wanted to warm others too.

If everyone in the world chooses to protect themselves and everyone chooses to stand by and watch, then what will the world of immortal cultivation be like?

When people are in danger, they all desire help from others, but why can't they help others as well?

Huo Shen has always been proud of being a direct disciple of the Tianxu Sect, a major Taoist sect...

The cold wind was howling, and he couldn't open his eyes.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the ice door not far away opened, and a man walked towards him against the light.

The long period of darkness made Huo Shen subconsciously close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he met the eyes of his master. He could not understand what was in his master's eyes, but he subconsciously stepped back.

"Shen'er, do you know you are wrong..."

Do you know you are wrong? It was this sentence again. Now he was dreaming. All he dreamed about was this sentence.

Opened his mouth.

Huo Shen's voice was a little hoarse from not speaking for a long time. The cold and strong wind around him made his throat feel like it was scratched by a knife.

"Disciple...disciple is guilty...but his crime is not saving people..."

This time, Yun Han unexpectedly didn't say much, but just looked at Huo Shen deeply.

After Yun Han left, the Ice Abyss returned to silence again.

But when Huo Shen thought of Yun Han's eyes before he left, he couldn't calm down.

He wondered what his master wanted to do...

But what to do?

Even though he was worried about what Yun Han might do, Huo Shen never doubted that Huo Yun Han would hurt him.

After all, that was his master whom he had always respected and trusted, and who had taught him carefully.

They just follow different things in their hearts.

But when the array plate drawn with blood was placed at his feet, Huo Shen's face was filled with shock.

“Master…Master…”

He was a little unconvinced.

“Master…”

When Yun Han appeared in front of him with a group of teachers and commanders who came to support her, Huo Shen finally couldn't control his trembling body, and tears fell wantonly and madly.

“Master…”

Yun Han closed his eyes.

"Tianxu Sect's top disciple Huo Shen from Xufeng Yunhan has already met with him in the Ice Abyss and admitted his mistake..."

A big palm landed on his forehead, and Huo Shen looked at him with wide eyes.

He suddenly tried to push Yun Han away, but Yun Han, who was standing in front of him, did not move at all.

"Master! No! Master! Disciple doesn't want to... Disciple doesn't want to forget everything! How is this any different from killing me?! Master! I'm not wrong! No! Don't..."

The spiritual light turned into red runes and penetrated into Huo Shen's brows.

Huo Shen shouted with all his might, and his already hoarse voice sounded even more hoarse, and few of the words he shouted were complete.

"Master! You can't do this! Master!"

Feeling his memory becoming blurred bit by bit, Huo Shen felt as if his soul was being torn apart.

Pain! Pain spreading from the soul!

As his memory became increasingly blurred, those once familiar smiles faded away bit by bit. Huo Shen's tears fell, but they did not fall to the ground. Instead, they were wrapped by the surrounding cold air and condensed into ice.

He doesn't want to forget!

He doesn't want to forget those who love him and whom he loves!

If cultivating immortality means hurting those he loves, forgetting those he loves, watching coldly, and being selfish and numb, then even if he becomes an immortal, what is the point?

Living a life without feeling day after day?!

"No!"

Huo Shen's eyes became more and more red.

"He's going crazy!"

Looking at the expression in his eldest disciple's pupils, even though Yun Han felt reluctant, he gritted his teeth and increased the output of spiritual power in his hands.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

The pain of his soul being forcibly torn apart was like turning him into another person. It was so painful that Huo Shen rolled on the ground in pain, his clothes gradually soaked with sweat and blood.

"Shen'er... one day you will understand that being a teacher... is all for your own good..."

The world of immortal cultivation does not tolerate sentimental people. That will only hurt yourself...

The faces in his memory were completely blurred, and Huo Shen felt that he was about to forget them.

"Boy! You're so skinny! Come here! Here's some rice crust meat, take it and eat it!"

"Xiao Shen, Grandpa has some extra food here, take it and eat it, don't starve."

The old man had loving eyes and calloused hands. He was obviously just as skinny, but he always said he was full.

"A Shen, I heard you're going to become an immortal! Immortals are very powerful. Will you become one like that in the future? Then you'll be able to ride on clouds and mist. Oh, right! You'll also be able to cast spells and make rain! If there's a drought in our village, can we ask you to bring rain?"

"Hahaha! Stupid boy! How could an immortal do such a thing!"

"Ah? Can't? I thought the immortals could send down rain. Last year's drought destroyed all the crops. If the immortals could send down rain, then our food supply would be saved, and more people would have enough to eat... We wouldn't have to starve, and we wouldn't have to leave..."

The little boy felt a little disappointed. After all, in his eyes, a powerful immortal could ride on the clouds and bring rain to them.

Young Huo Shen touched the little boy's head.

"I will study diligently with the immortal. When I have mastered my skills, I will also learn the art of rainmaking! When the time comes, if your fields run out of water, come to me! I will bring rain to you!"

"Really?"

Young Huo Shen nodded solemnly.

In the world of immortal cultivation where monsters and beasts are rampant, a random fight between cultivators may cause earth-shaking changes in the surrounding environment, coupled with sometimes bad weather.

The natural maturity of crops is even more rare.

Every year, many mortals living in this area are hungry and cold, and those who do not die at the hands of monsters and cultivators often starve to death.