Chapter 84084 Soul Collapse
Six thousand years ago, there were not many disciples in Lingyuan Pavilion, and anyone who wanted to come in would be accepted.
Ying Xing doesn't know how to fly a sword, so if he wants to go to Lingyuan Pavilion on the top of the snow mountain, he can only climb up step by step.
The snowy mountains are extremely cold, and his mortal body definitely can't withstand it.
Shi Hua and Wei Shizhou hovered in the air, looking at Ying Xing's thin figure climbing the stairs in the wind and snow.
"Huahua, are you looking for Immortal Chenxu?"
After hearing the voice claiming to be Chenxu, Shi Hua's emotions fluctuated greatly.
There are very few anecdotes about the Immortal Master Chenxu in the world of immortal cultivation.
The books only recorded her strength and glory, as well as the two disciples she accepted during her lifetime. There was not a single record about her life.
Shi Hua felt a little indescribably irritated.
She knew there was a blood contract and could not hide it from Wei Shizhou, so she simply admitted it.
"Well, Chen Quan said that Master is not dead, and the Demon Lord wants to find Master to break the Gu Yuan Curse... Whether it's true or not, I have to see it with my own eyes."
Wei Shizhou was shocked.
The Immortal Master Chenxu is not dead?
He died ten thousand years ago, and now he is said to be alive. Then why has he disappeared after ten thousand years?
This is also what Shi Hua and the others can't understand.
I hope Ying Xing’s spiritual memory can provide the answer.
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Yingxing almost fainted from the cold for the second time.
Chen Xu couldn't bear to watch and helped.
A faint golden spiritual power emerged from the jade pendant and flowed through Ying Xing's limbs and bones. His almost stiff limbs gradually regained consciousness.
The jade pendant on my chest became warm.
Teenagers have simple minds and pure emotions.
Ying Xing narrowed his eyes: "Thank you, Ah Xu!"
Even though he knew that she was the immortal Chenxu who died three thousand years ago, he and Chenxu had been together for several years and had long been accustomed to calling her Ah Xu. After Chenxu knew his thoughts, she also let him do what he wanted.
"It's absolutely true that you're stupid! After all these years, can you be smarter? You knew your mortal body couldn't handle it, but you didn't even ask me for help!"
Ying Xing pursed her lips in grievance: "I...I'm afraid you'll fall asleep again."
"What?"
Chen Xu didn't react for a moment.
After hearing his whispered explanation, I remembered what happened before I fell asleep last time.
It seems that this little fool is afraid that he will use his spiritual power and fall asleep again!
"Little fool." Chen Xu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "This little bit of spiritual power is not enough to make me fall asleep, so don't worry!"
She would not leave until the little fool had finished his apprenticeship and settled down.
Ying Xing wrapped her clothes tightly in embarrassment and continued on her way.
It took him two full days to climb from the foot of the mountain to the top.
Lingyuan Pavilion stood in the wind and snow, and the raging wind was blocked outside by the barrier. Ying Xing looked at the barrier behind him in surprise, which was as thin as a cicada's wing and could actually block the wind and snow.
I poked it with my finger, but felt nothing special.
Is this the barrier?
Ying Xing's eyes suddenly lit up.
He wants to become an immortal!
There are very few disciples in Lingyuan Pavilion, and there is not even a disciple guarding the door of the pavilion.
"Go straight to the second floor."
The attic was very high, and Ying Xing couldn't see the end when he looked up.
He sniffed his red nose and walked upstairs.
There are only a few disciples on the second floor.
The moon-white robe almost covered the person.
Ying Xing asked nervously, "Excuse me, is this where I get registered?"
Every batch of new disciples must register their names in the enrollment list before they are considered to be completely accepted as disciples.
When Ying Xing was in Feng'an City, he made it clear that he wanted to join Lingyuan Pavilion.
The people in Feng'an City made all the arrangements for him, telling him to go directly to Lingyuan Pavilion to register as a disciple, and the rest depended on his luck.
The disciple in the moon-white robe raised his head when he heard the voice, and with a flick of his finger, the registration list on the bookshelf flew out.
He flipped open the book and produced a brush: "Here it is...your name, and are you interested in becoming my disciple?"
"Ying Xing, I didn't become your disciple."
Brush a few times.
The two words "Ying Xing" were thus registered in the register.
Become a disciple of Lingyuan Pavilion.
"Come with me, I'll take you to get your disciple uniform."
Ying Xing followed him obediently.
Observe him calmly.
The voice is very young and the face is clearly visible. I guess he is older than him?
"How old are you?"
"twelve."
The young man seemed to be thinking about something, and took him around a corner to another moon-white robed disciple, and whispered to him, "Get your disciple uniform."
The man didn't even raise his head, but waved his arms a few times, and the disciple's uniform fell into Ying Xing's arms out of thin air.
The boy took him to where he lived.
On the way, he was told about the rules and precautions of Lingyuan Pavilion, and that he had to go to the 20th floor every day to practice divination. Since he was starting from scratch, the boy suggested that he first go to the 15th floor to read books related to divination, understand the basic knowledge, and then go to class.
Ying Xing was so anxious that he could not relax until he returned to his room.
"How do you feel? Cultivating immortality is not easy."
Ying Xing's eyes lit up: "Great! I want to cultivate immortality!"
Just be motivated.
Chen Xu was afraid that the child would not be able to bear it and give up halfway.
The soul scanned the surroundings and found that Lingyuan Pavilion was somewhat different from what he remembered. It hadn't been here for a few years, and it had changed a lot. He wondered what the Xuanyin Immortal Sect was like now. Could Huahua and Qingxuan manage it?
While Chen Xu was daydreaming, he suddenly sensed a familiar breath approaching.
"Little fool!"
Ying Xing's eyes were dazed, and before she could react to the reason for her sudden anxiety, her neck was suddenly clamped by a force.
The brain suffocates for a moment due to lack of oxygen.
The person who came was extremely powerful. After appearing in the room, he scanned the surroundings thoroughly, leaving no corner untouched, but still did not find any familiar aura.
The man's face was not clearly visible under the purple robe.
Could it be that he sensed it wrongly?
Ying Xing kept slapping his arms, trying to save himself, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Seeing that he was about to suffocate, Chen Xu didn't care about his weak soul and rescued him.
"Chen...Xu?" A look of surprise appeared on the man's face. "Is it you? Chen Xu!"
Chen Xu had no choice but to show up.
"It's me, old friend."
The jade pendant hanging on her chest flashed with golden light.
The man confirmed that the breath inside was indeed Chen Xu's.
"How did you get into the jade pendant? Aren't you..."
"I'm already dead, aren't I?" Chen Xu continued. "I don't know the details. I woke up in a stone and can't remember anything before that. I just remember that I perished together with the Demon Lord."
Ying Xing covered his neck and coughed violently.
The man healed his wound apologetically: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. Little kid, what's your name?"
Chen Xu answered for him: "His name is Ying Xing. I asked him to come to Lingyuan Pavilion. Do you want a disciple? He is quite good."
"Little fool, he is the head of Lingyuan Pavilion. Do you want to become his disciple?"
The man was the current leader of Lingyuan Pavilion.
He had a personal relationship with Chen Xu, so he was sure that he could trust the person she recommended. He said on the spot that he wanted to accept Ying Xing as his last disciple.
Ying Xing did not hesitate and knelt down to pay his respects to his master.
"Okay, okay! From now on, you can live with me on the 42nd floor."
Lingyuan Pavilion has a total of forty-five floors. From the forty-second floor onwards, it is a place where disciples of the pavilion are not allowed to enter without permission, and it is also the residence of all previous pavilion masters.
Ying Xing became the disciple of the Pavilion Master of Lingyuan Pavilion in a daze, and moved to the 42nd floor in a daze.
He listened to Chen Xu and the Pavilion Master chatting and reminiscing about the past, while he took out the basic knowledge manual and started reading it.
Once you have memorized these basics, you can start studying and attending classes.
The Pavilion Master occasionally glanced over at him and was very pleased to see how serious and diligent he was. Regardless of his talent, he was at least hardworking.
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As the Pavilion Master's closed disciple, everyone in the Pavilion knows that Ying Xing will be the future Pavilion Master of Lingyuan Pavilion.
His every move is in everyone's eyes.
A low-level spiritual bone, he is diligent and studious, and extremely smart. He can grasp a lot of obscure knowledge with just a few pointers from the Pavilion Master.
The Pavilion Master had more than once lamented to Chen Xu that she had introduced him to a good disciple.
As for the news that she is still alive, Chen Xu hopes that he will keep it a secret for her and not reveal her identity until she has figured out her memories before her death.
It has been three years since she came to Lingyuan Pavilion. She has also learned a little about the situation in the world of immortal cultivation from the Pavilion Master. Hearing that her two proud disciples are working so hard to protect the world of immortal cultivation, she, as their master, feels both distressed and proud.
Especially her paintings.
He was so powerful that his glorious deeds of sealing the demon with one sword spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation, and he was honored as the Shuyu Immortal Venerable by the world.
Chen Xu felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
Outside Lingyuan Pavilion, Shi Hua and the other person silently watched everything inside.
The three years that Ying Xing spent practicing were like a passing visit in their eyes. Chen Xu had been staying in the jade pendant and had never appeared. From her conversation with the Pavilion Master, it could be seen that only a trace of her spirit remained in the world.
His soul was weak and unstable, and his sleeping periods had been getting longer and longer in recent years.
Shi Hua knew clearly that the soul could not survive without the host body. It was a miracle that Chen Xu's soul could last so long.
But ten thousand years later, the people of the demon clan said that the Immortal Master Chenxu was still alive, which meant that it was impossible for her to be completely annihilated here.
There must be something in there that she doesn't know!
Wei Shizhou saw her palms clenched and trembling, and he sighed silently. He gently held her hand, and when she looked at him, he curled the corners of his lips.
"Painting, I will accompany you."
If you are unhappy, you can talk to him.
No need to keep it hidden in your heart.
Chi Qingxuan had said before that Shi Hua was sometimes very depressed and would hold back his emotions to resolve them.
Wei Shizhou could empathize with him. He was like this before he turned eighteen. Day after day, he would curl up in bed in the dark, digesting his sorrow alone.
It was Shi Hua who brought light into his world, and he also hoped that he could help her a little.
This was the only thing he could do for Shi Hua.
Shi Hua looked stunned and shook his head: "I'm fine."
Wei Shizhou could also understand.
How can a person who has a locked heart open up to others easily?
During the conversation, Ying Xing's panicked shouts suddenly came from the attic.
"Ah Xu! Ah Xu!"
The jade pendant was dim and without any response.
Ying Xing called out to the jade pendant several times. It had been a long time since Chen Xu last fell asleep. He usually woke up in three days, but this time, there was no sign of waking up after seven days.
He began to panic, and bad consequences flashed through his mind.
"No, I'll take you to see Master! He'll definitely have a way!"
But the Pavilion Master had already gone into seclusion three days ago.
The disciples in the pavilion said that the pavilion master usually goes into seclusion for a month. During this month, a barrier will be set up around Lingyuan Pavilion to prevent anyone from deliberately breaking in and attacking Lingyuan Pavilion while he is in seclusion.
Ying Xing stood blankly outside the barrier.
There was a barrier around the Pavilion Master's house, so he couldn't get in.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy bit his lower lip and glanced at the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes becoming more determined.
"Ah Xu, I will definitely save you!"
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