Chapter 55 Illusion
Sitting down on the chair, after learning a series of explanations about Thousand-Faced Grass, Snow Silver Grass, etc., the Great Elder held his forehead and fell into a long silence.
The white beard that was quite lush before began to decrease rapidly after he accepted an apprentice. He thought about it and couldn't help but plucked a few more hairs. In the end, he still couldn't come to his senses. He raised his head and asked, "No, do you want to taste all kinds of herbs?"
He eats all kinds of strange and exotic things. He even eats rare grasses. It's hard to imagine that there is anything he cannot eat.
Shennong Lin: “…”
He had to take responsibility for the excuse he made up, so he just curled his lips and smiled instead of answering.
His smile was dazzling. The Great Elder was silent for a moment. It was still difficult for him to connect this man with the savage who jumped up and down before. His brain and eyes were still fighting fiercely.
Fighting is one thing, and everything else is another. He looked at Baimao, then at the person sitting very close to Baimao, and his brows jumped.
Ling Xujun has always been lukewarm towards people and always keeps a distance. At least I would never get so close to anyone before.
He moved a chair to another place, squeezed out a place between the two of them and sat down. He pulled out two strands of his beard and said, "Let me see the evil thing."
The eldest brother glanced at him briefly and made some room for him.
The evil thing refers to the black lines still on his body. Completely unaware of the small movement next to him, Lin Zhusheng lifted up his long sleeves to reveal his arms.
The lines are the same as those on the other disciples, but they are a little deeper. The Great Elder has done many things like removing evil spirits and is now very skilled at it.
Spiritual energy surged, and wind suddenly blew up in the room, blowing up the gauze curtains and robes by the window. Black mist seeped out from the skin, circling in the room and trying to leave, but was brought back by the spiritual power, twisting and dissipating in the space.
The black lines on his arms and those that had spread to below his neck began to disappear, and Lin Zhusheng felt a little spiritual power for the first time in a long time.
The things that were blocked in the meridians were pushed away little by little, and the body autonomously absorbed the nearby spiritual energy to fill the vacant spiritual veins.
This is not a place for cultivation. Unlike the sect, it does not have abundant spiritual energy. There are several mountains with spiritual energy that is enough for him to absorb. The little spiritual power transformed from the absorbed spiritual energy seems particularly pitiful in the wide spiritual veins.
The elder who was removing the nightmare from him noticed it, frowned in disbelief, and immediately took out a pile of spirit stones.
The spirit stones are all high-quality spirit stones. The moment you take them out, you can feel the overflowing spiritual energy, and then it will be absorbed by the person next to you.
Several top-grade spirit stones were wasted, and when all the spirit stones in his body were drained out, the spirit vein that was like a bottomless abyss was finally barely filled up.
The last bit of black fog completely dissipated, the wind in the room stopped, and the curtains and hems of clothes fell down.
[Current level: LV20 (100/20000)]
Lin Zhusheng closed his eyes and opened them again. When he opened them again, his level had inexplicably jumped to level 20, and there was a pile of waste rocks inexplicably in front of him.
Not understanding how the waste stone appeared, he poked his head in, "Huh?"
Looking very innocent. The spirit stones he brought with him were emptied. The Great Elder took back his hand from the man's arm, rubbed his brow, and suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago. He said, "...was it you who caused the outer sect's spiritual energy to disappear?"
It was too long, Lin Zhusheng didn't react, he could only continue to make a puzzled sound: "Hmm?"
"It's okay," the elder wiped his face and said, "Fortunately, you are my only disciple."
The higher the talent, the more resources are needed. If you only accept one apprentice, you will end up with a difficult one. If you take one more, all your family assets will be emptied.
Putting down his sleeves, he asked about the secret realm as usual, "Do you know what happened in the secret realm at last?"
Lin Zhusheng looked away, yawned, and just shook his head.
The Great Elder guessed so, and the other disciples also gave the same answer.
The severe blockage of his spiritual veins turned out to be a blessing in disguise for this person, as every time he unconsciously called upon the spiritual veins, they widened a little. The spiritual veins widened, and the wounds healed quickly after the spiritual energy began to circulate again, but the body consumed a large amount of energy and began to feel tired. Seeing the man yawning, the elder stood up and said, "You need to heal your wound for a few more days. Rest if you are tired."
There was no point in forcing himself to stay together. Instead of sitting, he could lie down instead. So Lin Zhusheng went back to bed and lay down, and took the kitten who had just woken up into the quilt as well.
The Great Elder took the eldest senior brother away as well, saying, "Ling Xu-jun hasn't had a good rest in the past few days, so go get some sleep too."
I really didn't get enough rest. I spent the whole night sitting on a chair. Lin Zhusheng, who seemed to have held the person's hand and kept him here for a night, said nothing and just buried his head in the quilt quietly.
The door of the room closed and the space returned to silence.
Wen Baizhou still had to send someone to deal with what happened at Nanfeng Pavilion yesterday. The Great Elder had no other important matters, so when he was walking down the stairs, he happened to meet Senior Sister Hehuan who was coming up.
She greeted him with basic courtesy, and then she took two steps up and remembered something. She realized who he was the master of, so she stopped in her tracks, turned around, and said, "I heard that little friend Lin was found last night?"
"He is in the room, he is fine, he woke up and went back to sleep." The Great Elder said, "What do you want to see him for?"
There's nothing wrong with Sister Hehuan. She just wants to return her clothes and check on the person. There was nothing she could do after she fell asleep, so she thanked him and said, "I'll come back later."
The elders of several major sects also knew something about the close relationship between Chen Jinghao and several female disciples of the Hehuan Sect. Now that they met, the great elder asked casually, "The young master of the Qi Sect has been in a coma for a few days. Is he awake now?"
I guess the person would run over here when he wakes up, but he hasn't come here yet. I guess he should still be lying there.
——
Because they were close, unlike the disciples of other sects who were still staying in the inn, the disciples of the Weapon Sect and even the young sect leader were sent back to the sect as soon as possible.
Chen Jinghao's situation was different from others. He had a wound on his head, and he did not wake up even after the evil thing that had invaded his body was removed. He remained unconscious for several days.
The sect leader asked the elders of the Medicine Sect to check on him, and they said that the patient was fine and it was only a matter of time before he woke up.
The weather in the South China Sea is already humid, and it becomes even more humid after the rain, so the talismans to remove moisture in the room need to be changed frequently.
“Huahua——”
The courtyard is elegant, and the rain hitting the grass and stone slabs in the courtyard makes a crackling sound. When the maid came to change the talisman in the afternoon, she was followed by a few stubborn young men from noble families who insisted on visiting even on rainy days, and they entered the room together.
There were other people in the room quietly lighting calming incense, so they walked around and took a look at the bed.
The person was still lying there, motionless, with only the slight movement of his body showing that he was still alive.
Thinking that he should wake up after so many days, several young men from noble families originally wanted to come over to share the exciting night at Nanfeng Pavilion last night, but the plan was shelved. After coming all the way here, they didn't want to leave immediately, so they found a seat at the table to the side of the bed and sat down.
The maid poured them tea. The young men from the noble families always had things to talk about when they sat together, so they were never worried about being bored.
The good friends were lying on the bed, they were chatting happily, and their friendship was very strong.
"What's this?"
After taking a sip of tea, the man in green clothes was the first to notice something on the table and took a few more glances out of curiosity. As soon as he spoke, others also leaned over to look.
It looked like a clip, silver-white with a hint of blue on the edge. It was easily overlooked when placed next to the silverware on the table. There were a few crooked things wrapped around it, like hairbands. There is another one on the side, which is ice blue and obviously different in grade from the others.
Such a plain color, not something that would appear in the room of the Chen Jinghao they knew. They were puzzled, so they looked at the maid who was pouring tea in surprise.
They had a good relationship with the person lying on the bed, so there was no harm in telling him. The maid said, "This is what the young master brought with him when he came back. I don't know who it belongs to, so I'll keep it for now."
When I came back, my hand was still holding the clip tightly. They had to work hard to take it off. Something like a blue hairband was tied on my hand. It was not a knot and was much easier to take off than a clip.
Curious about the clip, the man in green clothes moved closer to take a look. Before he even touched it and could not see the clip clearly, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound from behind.
"?"
Hearing the noise, several people, including the maid, turned their heads to look, and saw that the person who was originally lying quietly jumped up from the bed, touched his empty wrist, jumped off the bed and ran towards this side.
She ran a little too fast, unlike the girl who had been lying in bed for several days. She was frightened by the green clothes and watched the person pass by her. She picked up the clip and hairband and looked at them carefully. After looking at them carefully, she let out a long breath.
Just woke up so full of energy. The person next to him frowned, not understanding what he was doing, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
"This is something someone lent me." He ran over with great energy, but after he exhaled, the temporary energy disappeared. Chen Jinghao sat down on the chair and said, "If the things are gone, I will be gone too."
Without asking why these people were here, he just sat down and stood up again. He learned from the maid about what happened after he fainted. He then tactfully asked whether any Tianzong disciples came to visit him while he was unconscious.
Surprisingly, 0 Tianzong disciples came to visit. His vague expectation was dashed, and he turned around to pull out the clothes hanging on the rack next to him and put them on. He asked something else, "What about the disciples of Tianzong? Have they all gone back?"
"Some of the Tianzong disciples are still in the bay," said the well-informed maid, "The Great Elder's direct disciple who disappeared in the past few days was found last night, and will leave in about two days."
Because the person was within their jurisdiction, Qi Zong also sent people to search for him. They got the news as soon as he was found, and they also knew about it.
There was only one disciple of the Tianzong's great elder. Chen Jinghao paused while putting on his clothes and turned around to ask, "Missing?"
The image of him falling down the mountainside flashed back into his mind, and his hands moved rapidly.
"Brother Chen, let me tell you something. Yesterday we went to the Nanfeng Pavilion in Luodu and saw someone." He was getting dressed, and several young men from aristocratic families sitting at a table behind him came over and said, "Do you still remember the ideal Taoist partner you wished for? We really saw him there. He has a nice voice and is very powerful. If you want, you can try to introduce him to her..."
"I'm not interested."
After hastily putting on his clothes, Chen Jinghao interrupted their conversation and said, "Sorry, I have something important to do. You guys can go to Jinghua Hall downstairs and have fun. I'll cover all the expenses. I'll tell you in detail when I come back."
He looked really anxious. He put on his clothes and ran outside. After he ran out, he found it was raining, so he turned back to get an umbrella.
The figure ran out of the courtyard in an instant. The maid quickly chased him out of the room and asked loudly under the eaves, "Where are you going, Young Master?"
Chen Jinghao waved his hand and said, "Go ask my father to borrow the Scarlet Flame Horse."
The Red Flame Horse can rise into the air by stepping on red flames. It can easily cross thousands of mountains and rivers and is specially used for traveling long distances.
He left these words and ran away. Several noble family men and maids who stayed in the room stretched their bodies to look outside and saw a figure running away.
There is really nothing that can be done when someone is in an emergency. Although these few friends have no other virtues, they are very sensible. They don't care much about being abandoned, but they care more about what the young sect leader is in a hurry for. The man in green came over and asked the maid, "What happened to him?"
The maid didn't know either.
The journey from Qi Zong to the Bay is long. Chen Jinghao set out from Qi Zong in the afternoon, and it was almost evening when he arrived at the inn.
It was raining heavily and it was completely dark in the evening. The lights in the Bay Inn were turned on early. He dismounted from his horse, took off his rain-proof robe, and quickly pushed the door open and walked into the inn.
It was completely past mealtime, but there were still people in the lobby of the inn at this time. At first glance, most of them were familiar faces. A group of disciples from the Hehuan Sect were sitting together and chatting.
Hearing the noise, a group of people who were chatting did not forget to look over here.
The first to speak was Senior Sister He Huan. When she saw him, she raised her eyebrows slightly, waved the melon seeds in her hand, and said, "Oh, you finally woke up?"
He put aside the dripping robe in his hand, walked forward and asked, "Where is Lin Zhusheng?"
As soon as he arrived, he asked Lin Xiaoyou, and his goal was very clear.
Another disciple took a sip of tea, nodded slightly, pointed upstairs, and said, "It's upstairs."
Chen Jinghao raised his foot and tried to go up, but his senior sister grabbed his belt and he couldn't move. He turned around and the senior sister said, "Don't go up and disturb them. They are sleeping and we are all still waiting here."
So he stopped and could only sit down aside. The hand in his long sleeves still held the hairpin, and he asked, "When can we get through?"
"It will be soon. The Great Elder of Tianzong came just now and said that he has woken up, but he is still changing the medicine." Senior Sister said, "He will come down after the medicine is changed. It shouldn't take long."
When the Great Elder was mentioned, Chen Jinghao sat up straight instantly, and his whole demeanor became much more serious. The senior sister glanced at him and said, "The great elder had something to do and left after coming down."
Chen Jinghao then sat back down.
The disciple of the Hehuan Sect next to him poured him a cup of tea and he took a sip symbolically. There was nothing else to do except wait. He stroked the ice-blue hairband in his palm with his hand in his sleeve. He finally asked, "...Did you have any hallucinations when you were in the secret realm?"
"Hallucination?" The sister thought for a moment and waved her hand, saying, "It's better to say that I almost lost consciousness."
Her brain was in a state of extreme chaos, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fantasy. Even now, she still found it difficult to distinguish which of her memories after going up the mountain were real and which were just her unconscious fantasies.
She was deeply infected at the time, and her consciousness was one of the most profoundly affected. After taking a sip of tea, she turned her head slightly and asked, "Why, what do you want to say?"
——No matter what you see from now on, you are not allowed to tell anyone.
Chen Jinghao wanted to say something, but he remembered something he had promised before he could finish his words. So he stopped talking and finally waved his hand, "It's okay, it must be my illusion."
Although he had the mind-clearing stuff given by Lin Zhusheng at that time, he was not completely unaffected by anything, and his head was hit at that time, so his consciousness was blurred. Now thinking back carefully, he felt that the scenes he saw afterwards should be his own imagination. He just combined some non-existent faces with the people in his mind. It was all an illusion.
Halfway through a cup of tea, the ice-blue headband in my hand had become a little warmer, and finally there was some movement coming from upstairs where only a few lights were on.
There were two footsteps, passing through the corridor and then stepping onto the stairs.
The people who were originally drinking tea and chatting looked up with their teacups in their hands and saw a figure walking out of the darkness.
An unexpected person. He has a calm look, slightly frowned eyebrows, and is dressed neatly in a dark blue robe. It is Ling Xujun.
After standing up and preparing to say hello, they suddenly saw that the man was holding a thin wrist and there was another person behind him.
A man in a loose robe rushed into the warm yellow light, his hair was whiter than snow, and he yawned continuously.
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