She Zijiang once again resented his own weakness. If only he could be a little stronger...
Even though She Zijiang's expression didn't show, the pain and sadness hidden between his brows still caught Shen Qingyi's eyes.
Sigh slightly.
He gently held She Zijiang's hand, placed it on his pulse, and the spiritual power in his body moved.
She Zijiang didn't dare to move too much for fear of hurting Shen Qingyi. However, when his fingers touched the slender white wrist, She Zijiang immediately felt a surge of spiritual power along the meridians on the wrist.
His pupils couldn't help but dilate slightly.
Seeing the disbelief in She Zijiang's eyes, Shen Qing spoke.
"Master, I know...but do you understand?"
When She Zijiang heard the voice of his apprentice, he came back to his senses and looked at Shen Qingyi. When he met his apprentice's eyes, She Zijiang's heart ached.
His apprentice...
Growing up again...
And the price of this growth...
She Zijiang closed his eyes.
"Master knows, Master will definitely protect you!"
The surging power that She Zijiang felt was emanating from Shen Qingyi's dantian, but it was still under her control, so She Zijiang felt it.
The energy in the body has already merged from outside the dantian to inside the dantian. No, it’s better to say it’s hidden than merged!
Although it is located in the Dantian, it exists independently.
But it allowed Shen Qingyi to absorb it better, like a huge storage room that directly stored energy and provided it directly to Shen Qingyi.
She Zijiang had so many things he wanted to ask, but he also knew that the world of immortal cultivation was currently in the center of the storm.
My apprentice has been in a coma for three years, and these three years are not fake.
Those rumors never stopped.
Even though he didn't want his disciples to suffer such criticism again, he wanted his disciples to be safe and sound even more.
She has already shouldered enough, now it’s their turn to shoulder the burden!
"Qingyi... Now that you're awake, it's a good thing. If you have anything you want to do or anything you want to eat, you can tell Master."
Shen Qing nodded and gently rested her head on She Zijiang's shoulder.
She Zijiang is no longer as gentle and refreshing as before.
There was a lot of stubble on his chin, and his once black hair was now mostly white.
It is said that it is not easy for cultivators in the world of immortality to have white hair...
When She Zijiang saw the look in his disciple's eyes, he reached out and lovingly touched his disciple's little head.
"Master is already hundreds or even thousands of years old, how could his hair not be white?"
Shen Qingyi didn't say anything, because the time she had been away from entering the sect until now was no more than a hundred years.
A hundred years is a lifetime for many mortals, but for some cultivators, especially high-level cultivators, it is just a blink of an eye and a sigh.
However, in the blink of an eye, She Zijiang has changed a lot. Not only She Zijiang, but many things and people in this world have changed a lot.
Seeing that Shen Qingyi didn't say anything, She Zijiang pushed his hair back.
"Master has a pill, it's just a matter of one pill."
Indeed, some elixirs have the effect of beautifying the skin, and elixirs that can make hair black also naturally exist.
But She Zijiang's white hair is not like that of ordinary people.
It was what he had been thinking about day and night, practicing madly and even burning his own blood to fight.
But She Zijiang would not tell his apprentice.
Of course, if Shen Qingyi cared, he would also find a way to make his hair black.
She Zijiang patted Shen Qingyi's back gently, as if he was treating a child.
At first Shen Qingyi was a little embarrassed. After all, this was something her master would do to her when she was a child. But gradually, as She Zijiang slapped her, Shen Qingyi's eyelids drooped more and more, and her vision became more and more blurred.
Even though she had slept for three years and had just broken through, she still felt a little sleepy.
When he heard the sound of steady breathing, She Zijiang's hand that was patting Shen Qingyi's back gradually slowed down and then withdrew.
Gently laid Shen Qingyi flat on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
She Zijiang sat quietly beside the bed, looking at his apprentice who was already sleeping, just like every day in the past three years.
In the evening, Chi Yu came to check on Shen Qingyi as usual, but saw She Zijiang guarding Shen Qingyi's bed.
“Senior Brother…”
She Zijiang made a gesture to keep quiet, and Chi Yu opened his mouth.
In fact, she wanted to say that it would be best if the little girl could hear it and wake up.
However, no matter how small the sound of Chi Yu coming in was, Shen Qingyi, as a cultivator, was still awakened by the noise.
After sleeping for an afternoon, Shen Qingyi felt particularly energetic and rubbed his eyes with his hand.
The rustling sound made by Shen Qingyi also completely stunned Chi Yu, who was holding the medicine bowl.
"Bang! Crack!"
The bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the elixir liquid splashed all over the floor.
However, Chi Yu's eyes were fixed on Shen Qingyi, who had been helped up by She Zijiang and was half leaning on the bed.
"Qing... Qingyi...!"
Chi Yu's voice was filled with shock. After coming to his senses, he rushed forward.
He wanted to reach out and touch the little girl, but seeing her face still as pale as paper, he raised his hands in the air somewhat helplessly, not knowing how to start.
"Chi...Uncle Chi Yu..."
Chi Yu took a deep breath and slowly approached.
"How does it feel?"
Shen Qingyi smiled.
"I'm fine, I'm still alive."
Chi Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat and his eyes felt a little sore.
"Silly girl, waking up is a good thing. Things will only get better from now on."
Shen Qing smiled and looked at She Zijiang.
She Zijiang pulled Chi Yu up.
"She's still weak, so let her rest. We'll come back to see you tomorrow."
Shen Qing nodded and lay quietly on the bed.
Chi Yu looked at her fragile appearance and could hardly suppress the moisture in his eyes.
That sunny and gentle little girl...
She Zijiang knew Chi Yu's mood and pulled Chi Yu out of Shen Qingyi's room.
Going out doesn't mean you'll gain nothing.
In the short time since Zhishang came back, she still heard some rumors.
Three years have passed, but news has only just come from the Immortal Realm at this time, and it is news from that Fallen God Realm.
Now that this news has come out, although it has caused a huge uproar, the Fallen Angel Realm has long been famous in the myriad realms of life, and countless realms have heard of its reputation.
Now it has fallen on their heads... If it were in the past, they would have been very happy, but after all the things that happened, some monks would inevitably have some different emotions.
As a result, not a single person from the Fallen Angel Realm signed up to participate.
If it were in other realms, perhaps the entry quota would be fought over fiercely.
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