But this is the only way...
During the two days that Qu Shang was in a coma, it was confirmed that Qu Shang was not in danger of life.
Murong Jingyu was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins and could not be stopped.
Although...it was true that no one else dared to pull him.
After all, his cultivation level in the middle stage of Mahayana is there.
The entire Jitian Sect combined is not enough for him to defeat.
Who dares to pull him?
Throughout the entire sect, wherever he wants to go, the only ancestor in the Spirit Transformation Stage who can still move, Li Lai, will accompany him.
He seemed to be very interested in the previous lives of Qu Yan and Qu Shang.
During these two days, I ran around all the places these two children had been.
They also grabbed someone and asked them if they knew anything about the two children.
As long as you can satisfy this person, he will give you rare treasures.
This crazy look would be unbearable if Patriarch Li Lai hadn't specifically ordered everyone to cooperate fully.
I'm afraid that many people will regard him as an enemy who is spying on the enemy.
"Is he really the father of Uncle Qu and the others?"
Murong Jingyu once again carried Qu Yan's flower coffin... and paraded around the city.
A young monk holding a bottle of pills in his hand spoke with a confused look on his face.
A prodigal son is called a prodigal son, so what should a prodigal father be called... a prodigal father?
The female cultivator he was questioning said proudly, "Of course it can't be wrong. The junior sister of the wife of my master's uncle's disciple is in love with one of the disciples of the successor sect leader!
She heard her lover say that Senior Brother Li Cheng has been clamoring to be someone else's son these past few days! It's said that Senior Uncle Qu Shang is going home with this father..."
As she spoke, the lovely-looking female cultivator became a little depressed.
She entered during the disciple recruitment ceremony when Qu Yan and the others entered.
He joined the sect when he was very young.
It can be said that I grew up only in the legends of Qu Yan and others.
Since I was little, I have regarded Qu Yan as the person I admire most, and I dare not dream of becoming as great as Qu Yan.
But her goal has always been to pass the assessment and become Qu Yan's disciple at Nantai Peak one day.
However... the Nantai Peak, which was originally planned to be established soon, was stopped because of Qu Yan's disappearance.
More than forty years have passed, and she is now in her fifties. She has successfully established her foundation and is no longer the silly little girl she used to be.
And the little nun never came back...
That’s right, in the Jitian Sect, except for some core members, no one knew that Qu Yan was still alive.
It turns out that Qu Yan was really brought back alive. This should be exciting news.
So many disciples in the sect have been concerned about this for so long...it's time to make it public.
However, because Qu Yan was in danger again, he was stopped by Murong Jingyu.
He very seriously asked everyone who knew the truth to keep the fact that Qu Yan was still alive a secret.
But I won’t tell you the reason…
Li Lai and the others didn't understand why, but they didn't object.
They unanimously decided to obey the arrangement first, and then ask Qu Shang what he thought after he woke up from his injuries.
However, no one expected that the first person to wake up would be Qu Yan, the living dead!!!
Murong Jingyu was originally wandering on the market streets of Jitian Sect, when he suddenly seemed to sense something.
He threw down a medium-grade spirit stone and disappeared with the small trinket in his hand.
"Hey, Senior! The elders told us not to take your spirit stones!!!"
The female cultivator setting up the stall shouted anxiously, but received no response.
Turning around, I saw the female cultivators around me selling small things that female cultivators liked, and they all looked as if they were used to it.
"You'll get used to it. This senior has been like this for the past two days."
"Yeah, I'm used to it."
"But... why does this senior sell so many things for girls? Could it be that he's giving them to the woman he likes?"
Everyone has a gossipy heart, and once it starts, it can't be stopped.
All kinds of speculations arose in these small stalls.
Some said that he might just like these things, some said it was a gift for his sweetheart, and some said it was a gift for his mother... Some even said that it might be because his uncle Qu Shang liked it and bought it for Qu Shang.
But no one said it was for their daughter.
Because Qu Yan is a taboo that I can't bear to mention.
It’s not that I don’t have the heart, but that I don’t dare.
But now, the girl they couldn't bear to mention was staring blankly with her eyes wide open.
Why am I locked in a coffin?
I tried to move in shock, but found that I had no strength in my body and couldn't move at all.
Once you force yourself to hold on, you will feel a pain as if your soul is being torn apart.
"Calm down and don't struggle."
A voice that seemed a little anxious suddenly came into my ears.
Qu Yan then realized that he had been buried. This was good, this was good...
Wait a minute, if it’s not buried in the soil, then where is it now?
Who is this person speaking!
Where did God take me again?!
I'm really impressed. Every time I open my eyes, it's a "surprise". I can't die, and every time I'm alive, I always fall into the hands of a different person... Really...
Just as she was thinking this, a dazzling light entered her sight.
The coffin lid was opened.
A pair of peach blossom eyes stared at her straightly. How to say it... It looks good, but why does it always feel like there is a smell of tea?
Is this my illusion?
"Who are you……"
I just wanted to speak but found that I couldn’t make any sound. Oh my god, last time I was blind and this time I’m mute.
The corner of her mouth twitched, and Qu Yan felt a little helpless.
However, just when Qu Yan wanted to check her current physical condition, she was stunned.
She was dazed when she just regained consciousness, and only then did she realize how bad her condition was.
The reason she couldn't make a sound wasn't because her vocal cords were injured, but purely because her body was just one step away from collapse.
Her regained consciousness seemed like the self-awakening of the soul. She was conscious and could open her eyes, but she was unable to move her body.
After realizing this, Qu Yan became a little flustered.
She has become like fish on the chopping board!
There is no one familiar around me, how can I not be panicked!!!
It just happened to be like this, and I was so scared.
The man who opened the coffin and looked at her was still staring at her face with complicated eyes.
Ahhh, I give in. I know my country is incredibly beautiful, but please, can you please stop looking at it? I’m scared!!!
It was as if Murong Jingyu had heard the voice in his heart, and suddenly his body trembled and he came back to his senses.
Noticing Qu Yan's frightened look, he smiled gently.
The whole person suddenly became strong and reliable, looking like a kind elder.
But... his hands, gripping the edge of the flower coffin with such force that his knuckles turned white, revealed his true emotions.
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