Chapter 102: The past is too painful to look back on
Qi Qing felt his eyes go dark, the spiritual energy in his meridians was devoured by his dantian, but it could not be replenished by the outside world. His meridians were dry and seemed to be broken. The pain made him sweat coldly and veins popped up on his forehead.
He took a deep breath, trying to hold on until he got back to the courtyard, but he failed in the end. After taking only a few steps, he fell headfirst into Yue Ji's arms.
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Familiar process, familiar opponents.
The moment he saw the Heavenly Dao Mirror Heart, Qi Qing reflexively conjured up an ice sword: "Want to fight?"
The memory of being blown away by this man's sword when I broke through six years ago still hurts.
Unexpectedly, Tiandao Jingxin ignored him this time and walked straight past him to the back.
Qi Qing then realized that the area around him was not the courtyard scene when he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, but outside the spiritual medicine garden.
...Wait, spiritual medicine garden?
Has the battlefield changed?
He hesitated for a moment, but still followed. After walking a few steps, he saw Jiang Chenqiu again.
Jiang Chenqiu here was wearing the most common green shirt worn in the spiritual medicine garden and was taking good care of the spiritual herbs.
Hearing the noise, he turned his head, but the person he looked at was not Qi Qing, but he passed him and looked directly at Tiandao Jingxin.
"Coming?" Jiang Chenqiu said in a flat tone.
Tiandao Jingxin nodded slightly, and the other party wiped his hands, stood up and said, "Follow me."
Qi Qing blinked.
What's going on? No need to fight?
Seeing Tiandao Jingxin, who looked exactly like him, walking into the thatched cottage, he hurriedly followed, fearing that he would miss any key information.
Inside the thatched cottage, Jiang Chenqiu pushed the medical book aside, spread out a plain cloth, and motioned for the young man to stretch out his hand.
Tiandao Jingxin - or the other "Qi Qing" obediently rolled up his sleeves.
Although no one invited him, Qi Qing sat down beside him without any hesitation, watching Jiang Chenqiu diagnose "his" pulse, and said casually: "What did you find out? Tell me."
Jiang Chenqiu seemed unable to hear his voice. After a moment, he frowned and said thoughtfully, "Your spiritual roots...are not in good condition."
He withdrew his pulse-taking hand, took out a silver needle and lightly pierced Qi Qing's fingertips, looked at the oozing blood and said in a deep voice: "It has to be done as soon as possible. Master is away traveling, and it is difficult for me to treat him alone. Once the thunder tribulation comes..."
His voice gradually became lower, and Qi Qing couldn't hear it clearly even though he was closer. But from the solemn expressions of the two people, combined with the condition of his own spiritual roots, he could guess that it was definitely not good news.
Qi Qing's heart suddenly moved - this scene was not so much an illusion or a dream, but more like... a dusty memory.
It goes without saying who the owner of the memory is.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed. Jiang Chenqiu's figure disappeared, and was replaced by a person who was both expected and unexpected - Yue Ji.
But Yue Ji at this moment was nothing like the one he was familiar with. The young man was thin and fell in the arms of "Qi Qing", with an expression of disbelief on his face.
He had an ice sword stuck in his chest, and he tightly grasped the corner of the young man's clothes, and said stubbornly: "Brother...why!"
Qi Qing's lips trembled, and his bloodstained hands were shaking, but he still resolutely covered the eyes of the person in his arms and whispered softly: "Close your eyes, it will be over soon."
Seeing him stirring the ice sword, Qi Qing's forehead jumped, and he finally understood what this plot was.
——Isn’t this the pitfall of the original novel? !
It was because he cursed this absurd ending that he had the misfortune to travel back through time, and by accident became Yue Ji's master, and experienced this series of ridiculous things!
At first, he was anxious to know the sequel, but the author stopped updating and even skipped this part when exchanging plot cards. Now he and Yue Ji have done everything they should and shouldn't do, but they still don't know the fate of "Qi Qing" in the original novel.
Could it be that the author finally found his conscience and decided to fill this hole?
Qi Qing rubbed his hands excitedly, sighed, shook his head and advised "Qi Qing": "You can't kill him like this. He is the protagonist of Long Aotian. It's better to end it yourself as soon as possible. Maybe you can suffer less torture..."
Unfortunately, "Qi Qing" couldn't hear his reminder at all. A trace of struggle flashed in the young man's eyes, but he twisted the ice sword hard without hesitation!
"Yue Ji's" fingers trembled slightly, as if he wanted to grab something, but finally fell down weakly.
...it's over.
Qi Qing held his forehead in despair.
You don’t even need to look at what happens next to know that Qi Qing is in trouble.
Sure enough, the scene changed again. After a few years, "Qi Qing" was covered in blood and limped out of the deep pit with difficulty.
The young man's face was as pale as paper. When he finally crawled to the flat ground, he could no longer hold on and fell heavily to the ground. There were many remains of monsters scattered around, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
He gasped for a long time, trembling as he bandaged his own horrific wounds. Because of the severe injuries and excessive blood loss, he almost fainted several times.
Qi Qing was terrified and wanted to help, but his hand went straight through the other person's body.
Fortunately, the young man was strong-willed, and after a simple bandage, he carefully took out an almost transparent snow-white flower from his arms - it must be the trophy from his life-and-death fight with the monster just now.
He put the flower into his mouth without any processing and swallowed it whole.
Qi Qing couldn't help but sigh. If it was in his hands, Yue Ji would help him refine the elixir and maximize its efficacy. But the "Qi Qing" in his memory obviously didn't have the time or qualifications to do so.
After taking the medicine, "Qi Qing"'s complexion quickly improved and he could even walk with difficulty.
He dragged his tired body and traveled day and night. Qi Qing didn't know what to do, so he had to follow him all the way until he saw the familiar entrance of Guanshan Town.
So he wants to return to the sect?
The "Qi Qing" in the memories seemed to be more familiar with Xie Tang and Xie Di. The young man had already healed his wounds and looked calm. He deliberately went around to the Cat and Dog Hall, took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to Xie Tang, chuckling, "I heard that you picked up a few more greedy cats?"
Xie Tang in front of him looked a little older than the one Qi Qing knew. He waved his hands repeatedly, "Oh, no need, Senior Brother Qi, we still have some spirit stones left from last time."
The young man threw the purse into her arms without saying anything, and raised his eyebrows: "How many spirit stones can it have? Just take it if I tell you to. Be obedient."
Xie Tang had no choice but to hold the purse, his eyes falling on his slightly pale face: "Brother Qi, you don't look well... I heard that the traitor from your sect has been found, did you fight with him?"
The young man was startled, and Xie Di also asked: "Senior Brother Qi's breathing is unstable, is he injured?"
"What are you two worrying about?"
The young man smiled and tapped the two men on the forehead, "Do you look down on my ability? It's just that there was a problem with my training. I will be fine after a few days of rest."
"What about the traitor?" Xie Tang asked worriedly, "Is he very powerful? Brother, you have to be careful."
"He is just a nobody. He died a long time ago. Don't worry." The young man paused as he turned around and said casually, "Okay, I will go back to the mountain first and come to see you in a few days."
Unfortunately, the promise of "in a few days" was never fulfilled.
——The traitor "Yue Ji" not only did not die, but also returned to Tiandu Sect with tremendous hatred.
It was a great shame for a dignified sect leader to be defeated by a disciple who was expelled from the sect. Unfortunately, Qianyuan Sword Master, who was in the Tribulation Crossing Period, was in seclusion. Even though this man was so arrogant, no one in the mountain could control him.
In front of the entire sect, the sect leader had a sword at his neck and had to bow his head in humiliation and agree to "Yue Ji's" request.
He wants someone.
——My former senior brother, Qi Qing.
The old master rejected it outright. No matter what, Qi Qing was still one of his disciples. How could he just give him something?
But everyone advised him that Qi Qing was just a disciple with mediocre talent and unstable spiritual roots. If "Yue Ji" wanted to take revenge, he could just find "Qi Qing". Why bother involving the entire Tiandu Sect?
In the end, "Qi Qing", who had just returned to the mountain, was handed over.
Qi Qing's heart was in his throat. To be honest, he didn't want to see the next scene at all.
He could guess with his toes that "Qi Qing" must have suffered unimaginable torture after being taken away. Imagining a face exactly like his own being tortured, Qi Qing felt goosebumps all over his body and rubbed his arms unconsciously.
But the memory scene uncontrollably switched to a dark room.
"Qi Qing" had his limbs locked in heavy shackles, his clothes were torn, and there were several scars on his body. It seemed that he had been in a fight - the result was no surprise.
He stared at the man in front of him stubbornly, gritting his teeth and saying, "You can kill me or chop me up as you please!"
"Want to die? It's not that easy."
The young man in black sneered and grabbed his chin roughly: "I must repay my senior brother for his kindness in taking care of me back then."
Before he could finish his words, there was a "swish" sound, and the tattered clothes were torn apart completely.
The sudden change stunned not only the young man who was tied up, but even Qi Qing who was watching was stunned.
He stretched out his hand stiffly, trying in vain to stop something that was simply unstoppable - wait!
This is not the right direction, right?
They were clearly fighting just now, how come they suddenly... have to play out a plot that is completely different from the original story!
Before "Qi Qing" could react, he was violently pinned to the ground by the young man in black.
The scene that followed was not the blushing and hot-eared scene that Qi Qing had imagined, but rather an invasion full of hatred and bordering on sadism.
Every movement was filled with deep hatred, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment accumulated over the years on this body.
This was not a romantic affair at all. There was no tenderness or preparation at all. The rough invasion quickly stained the hem of her clothes with blood.
The young man raised his neck in pain, a broken sob coming out of his throat, but he was restrained by the shackles and could not move.
Long Aotian's strong physique was not something that ordinary people could endure, let alone an inexperienced body. "Qi Qing"'s face quickly turned pale, and tears mixed with cold sweat soaked his hair. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, and could only make faint sobs.
The cruelest thing was that even fainting became a luxury for him.
The blood that "Yue Ji" had fed him in advance kept his consciousness hanging, allowing him to endure every bit of pain consciously, but deprived him of the opportunity to resist.
"Is this... the humiliation you came up with?" the young man asked intermittently, his lips bitten and his voice hoarse: "—worse than beasts!"
The man in black didn't stop moving, but his eyes were as cold as if he was looking at a dead object: "Brother, don't you think that I still have feelings for you?"
He suddenly leaned over and grabbed the young man's hair, forcing him to look up. "After all, Senior Brother also hates me deeply. He can smile so beautifully to a blind man, but he is not nice to me. He also said everywhere that he doesn't know me... Why, are you disappointed to see me come back alive?"
At this point, he smiled and increased his strength.
The young man was thrown back heavily, and suddenly opened his eyes wide in pain: "You followed me?!"
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