Chapter 83: Resurrection is not far away
Tang Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel a little emotional when meeting an old friend, but he forgot that now was not the time for them to reminisce about the past.
"Don't call me Madam at a time like this. Can't you see how curious they all are?"
Shanying was startled, and subconsciously looked at the three curious faces in the carriage. He immediately changed the subject and said, "Master, I wonder where my young master is now?"
Tang Xiaoyun: Uh...
It would be better to pretend not to know him.
Li Goudan nudged Zhong Wei and asked softly, "This man is called Master, what is his identity?"
Zhong Wei glanced at him sideways and said speechlessly: "You and Mr. are neighbors and you don't even know, how could I know?"
Li Goudan: "Uh... pretend I didn't ask."
Seeing that more and more people were coming and going, the headmaster stepped out of the carriage and asked, "Mr. Tang, do you know this person?"
Hearing this, a trace of panic flashed across Tang Xiaoyun's face, and he hurriedly explained: "He... is a friend of my friend."
"Oh, I see. Since we are friends, why don't you go back with us?" the headmaster looked at Shanying and asked.
Shanying naturally would not refuse, but he still subconsciously glanced at Tang Xiaoyun. Now he truly regarded Tang Xiaoyun as his own master.
Tang Xiaoyun pursed her lips and smiled, "Get in the car, I'll take you to see someone."
"yes!"
After everyone got on the carriage, the driver drove the carriage straight to the town. After arriving at the town, Tang Xiaoyun said goodbye to Shanying and the mountain chief.
The two of them walked towards the village.
Shanying hadn't been able to ask before because the headmaster and the others were there. Now that it was just the two of them, he asked, "Master, is the leader...still alive?"
Sensing Shanying's worry, Tang Xiaoyun reached out and patted his shoulder, saying softly, "Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let him die, but..."
Shanying instinctively became nervous when he heard his change of tone: "But what?"
Thinking of Tan Tai Lie's situation, Tang Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel pity: "It's just that now he has lost all his martial arts skills and is like a useless person. If it weren't for me boiling medicine every day to keep him alive, I'm afraid..."
"How could this happen? What exactly happened?" Shanying asked.
Tang Xiaoyun looked up at the sky, sighed secretly and said, "Since that day, I have been fleeing everywhere with him on my back, avoiding being hunted down. Although the elixir saved my life, I have lost all my martial arts skills, and..."
[He also has amnesia. He doesn't even remember me. It's better not to tell him about this, lest he get worried too.]
Shanying paused, his face full of astonishment: Leader, have you lost your memory?
How could it be so serious?
Seeing that Shanying did not catch up, Tang Xiaoyun thought that he was sad about Tan Tai Lie.
So he comforted her, "Don't worry too much, though his martial arts skills are gone, he's still doing well thanks to the nourishment of Chinese medicine. Now, let me tell you about you. After we parted that day, I haven't heard from you since."
Upon hearing this, Shanying's expression darkened. After a moment of silence, he said, "After I covered your escape that day, I was captured by the Quanzhen Sect. They... imprisoned me in a dungeon and whipped me daily..."
Shanying didn't say anything else. Being whipped every day was a small matter, and if he said it out loud it would sound like he was trying to gain sympathy.
After hearing this, Tang Xiaoyun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "What a bunch of hypocrites! By the way, how did you escape?"
Speaking of this Mountain Eagle, remembering what Mu Chuan said when he left the dungeon, he hesitated whether to tell Tang Xiaoyun.
After all, the existence of the Blood Immortal is of great significance. What can an ordinary person with no cultivation do if he is told about it?
After thinking about it, he decided to suppress the matter in his heart: "Quanzhen sent out a traitor, and I took the opportunity to escape."
He lied casually, just hoping that the situation he was worried about would come later.
Tang Xiaoyun nodded after hearing this, and understood what he meant. Before he knew it, he had arrived at the door of his home.
"We're here, come in." He pushed open the bamboo fence door and invited the mountain eagle in.
Mo Yu, who was meditating in the room, heard the noise, picked up Fusheng, who was sleeping in his arms, and put him on the bed, then walked out.
"You're back..."
But when he saw Shanying coming back with Tang Xiaoyun, he was stunned, and Shanying was also stunned.
If he didn't look carefully, it would be difficult for him to recognize that the person in front of him was the devil who was so powerful back then.
Shanying's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling as he said, "Master, your hair..."
Seeing him about to go over, Tang Xiaoyun hurriedly pulled him back and whispered, "I forgot to tell you, he doesn't recognize you now. As for the hair, it's to hide it from others."
Hearing this, Shanying finally felt relieved.
Mo Yu, oh no, now he has recovered his memory and knows that he is not Mo Yu, but Tan Tai Lie.
However, in order to conceal his identity, he continued to use the name Mo Yu.
He looked at the mountain eagle that had fought bravely alongside him in the past, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't excited.
Mo Yu: Shanying, fortunately, you are still alive.
When he exploded his true essence that day, everyone thought he would also die in that disaster, but fortunately God treated him well.
However, he pretended not to know Shanying at this moment, and walked straight towards Tang Xiaoyun and asked, "Did the academic test go well today?"
"How could it not go smoothly with me taking action? Our school took second place. Isn't that awesome?" Tang Xiaoyun said with a cocky look on his face.
Mo Yu chuckled, the doting in his eyes was undisguised: "Yes, you are the best."
Not seeing a familiar figure, Tang Xiaoyun asked, "Where's Fusheng?"
"Inside the house, asleep."
Remembering that he still had some fresh meat in his arms, he turned to Shanying and said, "Sit down for a while. I'm going to feed my son."
After saying that, he walked quickly into the house.
Shanying seemed to have heard some weird remarks, and stared at Tang Xiaoyun's back with twitching mouth.
"Son? You have a son?"
Later he realized that this was the wrong question. How could two grown men have a son? But he clearly heard Tang Xiaoyun say that just now.
Seeing Shanying's stunned expression, Mo Yu curled his lips and chuckled, explaining, "Just a son of a bitch."
"Oh, I see. You scared me..." Shanying was stunned. He suddenly looked up at Mo Yu and asked, "Master, you..."
"Mountain Eagle, are you okay?"
Moisture immediately filled the eyes of the Mountain Eagle. He fell to his knees with a plop and said in a trembling voice, "This subordinate pays homage to the leader!"
Mo Yu was afraid that his voice would be too loud and disturb Tang Xiaoyun in the room, so he hurriedly said, "Shh! Keep your voice down. He doesn't know that I have recovered my memory yet."
Shanying subconsciously tilted his body and glanced at the door: "Oh, I'm talking too much."
Seeing that he was still kneeling, Mo Yu sighed and said, "Stop kneeling, get up."
"yes!"
Shanying stood up, and Mo Yu gestured for him to sit down and talk.
After sitting down, Shanying hurriedly asked, "Master, I heard from the young lady that you have lost all your martial arts skills. Is that true?"
Hearing this, Mo Yu raised his hand and placed it on the stone table, pulling up his sleeve to reveal his wrist and said, "You'll know if you investigate."
Seeing this, Shanying quickly reached out and took Mo Yu's wrist pulse. As soon as his fingertips touched his meridians, his face suddenly changed.
“How could it be…”
His voice was tense, his brows were furrowed, and his fingertips were trembling slightly. He could not detect a trace of true energy in Mo Yu's body.
Just as his fingers were about to leave Mo Yu's wrist, he detected something unusual in disbelief: "Huh? This is..."
“Is it True Essence?!”
Shanying exclaimed in surprise. He had a feeling that he was not wrong, even though the trace of true energy was very weak.
Mo Yu calmly withdrew his hand and said calmly, "As you can see, my martial arts skills are not completely lost. It's just that it is extremely difficult to rebuild them. I am lucky to be able to keep my life."
Shanying stood up suddenly, his eyes blazing with anger. "Those bastards of the Quanzhen Sect! I will return to the Quanzhen Sect and avenge the leader!"
"Calm down." Mo Yu raised his hand to stop him, his tone was light but unquestionable.
"My martial arts skills haven't recovered yet, so going back to fight would just mean I'm going to die. The most urgent thing is to find a way to recover my martial arts skills.
He was fed up with being confined to this small world. He used to be able to come and go freely, and could do anything. But now he had to live like a useless person. It was more painful than killing him.
Shanying took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and sat down again, but his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Master, how can I restore your power? Is there really no solution?"
Mo Yu was silent for a moment, his eyes dimmed. "There is no other way except to rebuild again. However, rebuilding again is as difficult as ascending to heaven..."
Mountain Eagle's throat rolled over, his heart filled with sorrow. Now that he was facing a powerful enemy and the leader was in such a state, if someone came looking for him, he would probably...
He knelt down again with a thud, his eyes determined as he said, "I will protect you until my death."
Mo Yu was startled, and after hearing the hidden meaning in his words, he asked, "What happened?"
Shanying raised his eyes and stole a glance at Mo Yu's face, hesitantly saying: "This..."
"But it's okay."
"The Heavenly Demon Sect is now controlled by the young leader. My subordinates have tried to get information from the sect several times but have returned empty-handed. Now, the nine leaders are trapped in the Heavenly Demon Sect and cannot get out."
When Mo Yu heard this, his expression changed, and his fingertips trembled slightly on the stone table, making a very light sound.
He slowly raised his eyes, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "You mean... my good brother imprisoned the nine major sects? How could he have done that?"
How could Tan Tai Yin have the ability to fight against the nine masters? He and Tan Tai Yin had been fighting secretly for half his life, and he knew very well the level of Tan Tai Yin's strength.
Shanying explained, "I don't know how he did it."
"Then how do you know?" Mo Yu asked.
"Mu Chuan of the Quanzhen Sect told my subordinates, and he also told my subordinates a secret." Shanying's face became solemn.
"What secret?"
Shanying paused, his tone filled with fear: "He said that the young master wants to resurrect the Blood Immortal!"
"What?!"
Mo Yu stood up suddenly, his voice suddenly rising, with an expression of disbelief. His movement was so big that the tea on the stone table fell over and spilled all over him.
"Is Tan Tai Yin crazy? Does he know that once the Blood Immortal is resurrected, this world will become a living hell, with all the lives destroyed?"
Shanying had never seen the leader lose his composure like this before, which showed how terrifying the Blood Immortal was. Even he, who was known as the devil, was afraid of him.
"Master, what should we do now?" asked Shanying.
Mo Yu suppressed his anger and shock and asked in a deep voice, "How long has it been since the nine masters were imprisoned?"
Upon hearing this, Shanying calculated the days and his expression suddenly changed: "I'm afraid that the Blood Immortal...is not far from being resurrected."
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