I should have eaten something earlier.
Yan Huailiu paused: "You didn't eat?"
"Master, I've been waiting outside the mountain gate to receive the guests since last night, but I didn't have time... I'll do it again next time, no, there won't be a next time. I lost my composure, Master, please forgive me!"
The hands supporting themselves on the ground were shaking.
The expression on Yan Huailiu's face was very interesting.
As expected, people cannot stay hungry all the time. If this apprentice had eaten more on a regular basis, he would not have grown into such a perverted appearance.
Well, in order to change his tragic end, he should try to please these three disciples from now on.
He got out of bed and helped Ling Xinghua up personally, and even kindly helped wipe the sweat off his face.
He didn't notice the second disciple's instantly pale face, but turned to ask the other two: "How about you, have you also not had a drop of water since last night?"
Chang Sui raised his hand weakly: "Master, Master, Junior Brother stuffed a piece of meat into my hand before, I, I ate it."
"Junior Brother?" Yan Huailiu was confused for a moment: "Oh, Yu Ziheng."
"Xingyun, what about you?"
Gu Xingyun said respectfully, "Without Master's instructions, I dare not eat on my own."
Yan Huailiu: ...
I feel so guilty.
"Jingming, go ask the disciples in the kitchen to prepare some food and send it over... Forget it, you guys go downstairs to eat and then rest early. The guests are being watched by the outer disciples, and I don't need you to serve me here, so go downstairs."
If it were really sent here, I guess none of the four of them would be able to finish it.
Why torture each other?
"Yes, Master."
The poor little guys retreated respectfully.
Perhaps because he was too approachable today, Chang Sui was a little bolder and dared to take the initiative to remind him: "Master, don't forget to take the pills that Fairy Fei Miao gave you."
"knew."
Yan Huailiu didn't even turn his head, as if he was planning to take another nap.
The three of them walked in silence for a long time, and then arrived at the dining hall in tacit understanding. They found their exclusive seats, sat down, and buried their heads in their food.
Only after the rice in the bowl was empty twice did we feel like starting a discussion.
"Big Brother, why is Master acting so strange today? He didn't scold me once, and he even risked his own life to save City Lord Yu. That Yu Ziheng was so reckless, but Master didn't blame him at all."
Chang Sui asked in a very low voice.
Ling Xinghua drank a large glass of honey water to relieve his dry and sore throat. "Yes, Master didn't blame Fairy Fei Miao and City Lord Yu. When I made a mistake, Master even helped me up personally. I was shocked."
Gu Xingyun ate his food quietly and did not respond immediately.
Chang Sui puffed out his cheeks and asked, "Master, could it be that something went wrong during your training and you injured your head? How about I go and ask Uncle Baili about the situation?"
"Don't do that." Ling Xinghua quickly stopped him.
"If Master Uncle wanted to intervene, he would have come here today. He hasn't been to our place for three months. Why would he bring up these things to get scolded?"
"But, Uncle Master never scolded us..."
Often responds weakly.
The two sighed and looked at Gu Xingyun together: "Big Brother, what do you think?"
Gu Xingyun calmly put down his chopsticks. "There are many visitors to the Immortal Sect Conference. In the next few days, every move of the Yuxu Sect will be watched by countless eyes. Every word and action will be magnified infinitely. Master has always been cautious with external things..."
After being tortured for so long, who among these people is not a cunning person?
Just this one sentence was enough to make the two junior brothers' anxious expressions gradually disappear.
The corners of Gu Xingyun's lips curled up for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
"We are also grateful to all the guests. After all, at this time, we represent the reputation of the Yuxu Sect."
"Jingming, if you have time, go to the back mountain to collect some herbs. Second Junior Brother, when you receive those elders, if they give you herbs, you can also save them. I think they will be useful after the Immortal Gate Conference is over."
With just a few words, he successfully made the two junior brothers' faces turn pale.
"Will he, Master... settle accounts with us later?"
Often followed by stuttering questions.
“Should…should…”
Ling Xinghua thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Gu Xingyun poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Who knows, we may not be able to wait until that time. There is no need to trouble Master to do it personally. I remember... the last day of the Immortal Sect Conference is the competition among the disciples of each sect."
The two little ones were almost crying.
Gu Xingyun took a sip of tea and asked, "Who do you two think we can defeat?"
Chang Sui's tears suddenly fell. If it wasn't the wrong occasion, he really wanted to burst into tears.
A passing outer disciple asked worriedly, "Brother Chang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's okay, he ate a chili pepper and it was spicy." Gu Xingyun replied calmly.
"I see. I'll go get another pot of tea for Senior Brother Chang!"
The disciple ran away quickly.
Ling Xinghua comforted his junior brother: "Don't cry, it's not the first time. Just get used to it slowly, it will pass."
Chang Sui sobbed and mumbled, "My leg injury hasn't healed completely yet. If, if I get injured again in the near future, I'm afraid this leg will be crippled..."
Gu Xingyun's eyes flickered for a moment, and he fell silent for a rare moment.
After a long while, he reached out and stroked Chang Sui's head: "It's okay, Jingming, don't worry, the senior brother is here and won't let you become a cripple."
"But, but Senior Brother, you have a lot of injuries..."
Chang Sui covered his face with his hands and cried breathlessly.
The outer sect disciple who came to serve tea was so frightened that his hands were shaking. "Chang, Senior Brother Chang, can't you handle spicy food? Drink some water quickly. I'm going to tell the disciples preparing the meals in the back to not use those newly cultivated chili peppers anymore. It's too much! It's so spicy that it's making people cry!"
…
Yan Huailiu had no idea how worried his three disciples were about his survival at this moment.
The system he had been calling for a long time was still not online, only the occasional sound of electricity indicated that the system was still there.
"Can you please stop playing with me like this!" Yan Huailiu couldn't help but get angry.
The engine soon died down. Never mind. There was no point in scolding him.
Today's situation is very wrong. It has been brewing for so long, and I have even rehearsed it several times. Even if some parts are not done according to my rehearsal, it will not collapse so quickly.
The panic attack was worse than any I'd ever had before.
Could it be because he had stopped taking medicine?
Is he going to look for some similar medication that can help stabilize his mind?
There should be... quite a lot of these in the world of cultivating immortals, right?
But he doesn’t know anyone who sells medicine?
The jade bottle beside the pillow came into his sight. Yan Huailiu reached out and picked it up. After thinking for a moment, he came up with a new idea.
Yuehua Pavilion...
Should be relatively friendly, right?
There was a knock on the door at this time. Yan Huailiu frowned and instantly covered his heart which was beating violently due to fright.
"Master, have you rested?"
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