Immortal Voices Chapter 10: Long stay

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The towering mountain peaks stand tall, the surrounding glow is shining, and there is plenty of aura. Occasionally, you can see the sword light piercing the sky. This is where the Xuanhua Mountain is located.

Xuanhua Mountain is the most prestigious sect of Jianxiu in the secular world. Next to it is the Yuxiao Gate, and Yuxiao Gate is the gathering place for Dharma cultivation. Most of the disciples in the gate are Array and Fuxiu.

If the holy mountain is the holy place in the eyes of monks, then Xuanhua Mountain and Yuxiaomen are holy places in the eyes of mortals.

At this time, the head of Xuanhua Mountain was sitting in the practice room to heal the children in front of him.

After he received his work, Yang Ming, the big disciple beside him, gently put the child on the bed and asked with concern: "Master, your face is not very good, is there something wrong with this child?"

The real person from Tsinghua University stood up and looked at the child on the bed, and sighed: "When I brought her back from Shiqiaojian, the entire Shiqiaojian had been burned by a fire, and only this child was alive. Just now for her. As a teacher when healed her injuries, she discovered that her meridians were all damaged, her five internal organs were injured, and her roots were injured."

"Master said, this kid can't practice?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.

Mr. Qinghua turned around and walked to the window. The child seemed to be leaning against the tombstone deadly: "The teacher will do his best to heal her injuries, but even if she can practice, she can only Can practice the techniques of warming the body, but cannot practice the sword."

Shaking his head, Qinghua Zhen said: "No matter, as long as you are still alive, she will be my third disciple in the future, your little sister."

Yangming has no objection to his master's decision: "Yes, Master."

At this moment, the two of them sensed the fluctuation of the breath on the bed, and when they looked back, they saw that the child on the bed had opened their eyes.

After Rong Xian woke up, she felt very comfortable, and even her injury was relieved a bit. She looked at the white gauze tent on top of her head, blinked blankly, and changed another place after she woke up. She is used to the situation.

Looking sideways, the young man I saw in Shiqiaojian was standing in front of her.

"You woke up, is there anything else uncomfortable?" Tsinghua asked softly.

Rong Xian shook her head, her clear phoenix eyes were full of doubts: "Where is this?"

Real Tsinghua person touched her forehead and found that it was not hot anymore, and then replied: "This is Xuanhua Mountain. You will live here in the future."

Xuanhua Mountain? The only sword repair school in the outside world.

"My name is Tsinghua, you will call me Master in the future, what is your name?" The real Tsinghua man suddenly thought that he still didn't know the name of the little apprentice, and asked quickly.

Rong Xian struggled to get up and salute, but was pressed down by the real Tsinghua guy: "You are not in good shape yet, so lie down well. As a teacher, I don't care about those false gifts."

After lying down, Rong Xian said with a little joy: "Go back to Master, my name is Rong Xian."

She was almost a place to stay, so the real Tsinghua person took her in, which was really sleepy and gave her a pillow.

"Rong Xian, it is easy to understand the heart, and it is difficult to calm the heart, and the heart is easy to relax. This name is good and very Zen." Qinghua Zhenren touched her head and said: "This is left to you by your relatives. The only thing is, the master won’t give you a route number."

Rong Xian bent her eyes and nodded with a smile.

When the real person Qinghua left with his big disciple Yangming, Rong Xian sat up, her phoenix eyes dazzled, and the corners of her lips rose, giving people a sense of warmth and purity inexplicably.

"It seems that I don't have to leave anymore in a short time." Her ending voice rose, and it was obviously the same voice. With a slight change, it was completely different from the previous cuteness, but a little bit evil.

In another realm, the Holy Mountain Haotian Immortal Sect.

"Yu Xiu, you must run fast and don't look back."

Who, who is talking.

"Yu Xiu, you promise me that if I am not here, you must live well..."

Are you talking to me?

"Yu Xiu, you must protect the two stone dolls."

Stone doll? ! I will, and I will protect it.

"Yu Xiu, live, you must live..."

Who are you, who are you?

The boy on the bed opened his eyes abruptly, and the touch of cinnabar on his eyebrows made him look even more extravagant and extraordinary.

He walked down from the bed, looked at the scenery outside the window, subconsciously took out two little stone men from the purse on his neck, with two doubts between his eyebrows, whispered softly: "Yu Xiu... is calling me Who are you?"

In the blink of an eye, he completely forgot the scene in his dream.

"Stay for a long time, you are in good health. Why are you standing at the window to blow the wind." A woman in a complicated green dress walked in with a medicine bowl in her hand, looking at him with a gentle expression.

The child put the little stone man back, came to the woman and looked up and asked: "Sister Fenhe, do you know why Master gave me this name?"

Fenhe put the medicine bowl on the table, thought for a while, and said: "At that time, the Sovereign took you back and found that you had amnesia, and your behavior was too early, and a touch of cinnabar on your eyebrows was stunning and decisive. Feelings will not live long, and wisdom will hurt, so the suzerain named you to stay for a long time. It is hard to stay in the world, and the immortal way will live forever. I hope you can live peacefully."

She touched the child's head and said: "The lord wants you to inherit his mantle by asking you to follow his surname. Okay, you are still young. Don't think so much now. Drink medicine first."

Shen Jiuliu nodded, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it.

"It's amazing, I won't be afraid to drink medicine if I stay for a long time." Fenhe praised.

Shen Jiu left his consciousness and said: "Xiaoxian is not afraid to drink medicine."

Suddenly startled after speaking, who is Xiaoxian?

"Liu Liu, who are you talking about? Are your former friends?" Fenhe asked suspiciously.

Shen Jiuliu shook his head, there was a hole in his heart that couldn't be filled, and his voice said with difficulty: "I don't remember..."

He doesn't remember anything, but the voice in his dream always makes him feel an overwhelming grief.

As long as he thinks that he doesn't remember that person, he can't erase the deep apology and pain in his heart. It seems that he had promised to protect that person but failed.

"Long stay, why are you in a daze? Seeing your face is not good, is it uncomfortable?" Fenhe asked worriedly, touching his little face.

Shen Jiuliu took a step back, shook his head and said: "I just can't think of the past, I feel a little sad."

Fenhe comforted her softly: "Don't be sad, didn't the lord have said it? You only suffer a huge stimulation to lose your memory. When your cultivation base is high in the future, you will naturally remember what you used to be. ."

Shen Jiuliu nodded: "I know Senior Sister, I will work hard to practice."

"Brother." A clear voice came.

Shen Jiuliu looked back, and the little girl with two pigtails poked her head out of the door and looked at him, her bright eyes full of curiosity.

In a trance, there seemed to be the same girl warmly shouting: "Yu Xiu."

"Junior brother." Shen Jiuliu came back to his senses only to find that the girl had already come to him for some time.

Shen Jiuliu asked suspiciously: "Are you?"

Fenhe smiled and said: "This is the granddaughter of the great elder Lily Lan, who also worships under the Sect Master, two days before you started."