Chapter 146

Yin Wuxian led all the disciples into the mountain gate and separated from everyone, but he did not immediately rush to the Feilai Peak where the real person was in charge, but flew up to the Hongluo Peak alone.

There is no one on the Xiaohong Peak, he went out for half a year, and the trees in the yard were not still falling leaves when he left, and now they have changed a new leaf, and they are just as green in the slightly cold spring breeze.

At this time, thick fallen leaves had accumulated in front of the door, and a layer of moss had grown on the eaves, and no one had cleaned them. The peach tree in the courtyard has indeed bloomed a scorching peach blossom, but the empty courtyard is quiet, it seems that even the sound of the thin peach petals falling on the ground can be heard clearly, and even the scorching red seems to be lonely.

Yin Wujian stood under the peach tree in the yard, not knowing what he was thinking, he was stunned, and then rolled up his sleeves and swept up the fallen leaves on the ground.

He has always done everything himself, this is where he lives, even if he sweeps the court, he never pretends to others. That's what he's used to doing, just like he did in the first decade of his life.

And in the past ten years, there has not been a second boy on this Hongluo Peak.

The yard was not very big, and after a while, Yin Wuwu cleaned the yard out, and the moss on the roof was removed. Yin Wuxian looked around, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

Yin Wujian went to the small forest behind the house, and washed it with the stream. The past few days of running around has made him a little dusty. The cool water of the spring day made him shudder, especially as it flowed over his still burning right arm.

It reminded him of when he was a child. Every part of the mountain was what he had been used to since he was a child, and this stream was the one he had bathed here countless times.

At that time, he still had a mysterious formation on his back, without the slightest spiritual root, and he was simply a mortal who was sometimes bullied by the children in the door, bruised from fights with others, and returned to Hongluo Peak in embarrassment.

Later, Lin Muyi found him a set of swordsmanship and threw it to him for him to practice by himself. That was the first time he found that he could have power, even if he couldn't cultivate immortals, he could protect himself with a long sword, and finally knew that he also had his own things to do, instead of just guarding real people every day like before, even if he just looked at him in a daze.

He practiced his sword very hard, and every day he had to practice in the woods for several hours, until he was exhausted, and then he came to this creek to bathe with great sweat. Every time he couldn't wait for his hair to dry and hurriedly ran back, when he fluttered his head and splashed the water droplets on Lin Muyi's body, Lin Muyi always scolded him with disgust like a soaked wild dog on the side of the road.

Yin Wujian simply treated the wound on his lower right arm, changed into clean clothes, and went to the back mountain.

There was still silence on the big rainbow peak, and there was no sound. This silence made Yin Wuxian feel irritated for no reason, but he still didn't do anything, just walked quietly into the depths of the forest.

The road along the way was all too familiar—a road he had walked countless times. Walking all the way to the familiar cave, looking at the familiar forbidden formation at the entrance of the cave, there was no change from when he left half a year ago, Yin Wuxian couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Yin Wujian stood not far from the cave, knelt down uprightly, kowtowed three times in a proper manner, and said in a deep voice: "Master, the disciple is back, I wish the master a blessing like the East China Sea and a longevity than Nanshan." ”

This day is the third day of the third month of March, and it is Lin Muyi's birthday.

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Lin Muyi didn't seem to care much about his birthday. In his memory, he never seemed to mention his birthday. But even so, Yin Wujian kept this day in his heart.

Yin Wuxian actually knew in his heart that he just wanted to give himself an excuse to come back and see Lin Muyi, to see if Lin Muyi had come out of the cave, and to see if Lin Muyi had forgiven him.

The entire sect knew that Lin Muyi couldn't go out of retreat, and every year on his birthday, Yin Wujian would rush back to help him celebrate his birthday, no matter how far away, no matter how important the matter was.

But no one knew that Lin Muyi had never stepped out of that cave. In the past ten years, Yin Wujian has never seen Lin Muyi.

His master did not want to see him, it had been ten years.

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Yin Wujian knelt outside the cave for three days and three nights, and there was still no sound in the cave. The formation flashed with a ghostly light, and Yin Wu's face was expressionless, but he knew that he had almost jumped up countless times and destroyed the formation directly.

But he also firmly remembered that ten years ago, the master of the real person was just one hand, and he suppressed the manic spiritual power in his body.

Yin Wuxian clearly knew that Zhuo Yangming's cultivation was unfathomable, and he even had some doubts about why Zhuo Yangming's cultivation and qualifications had not soared for a long time. But at the same time, he also knew very well that as long as Zhuo Yangming was there, he would not watch him go mad. Because Yin Wujian is a disciple of Lin Muyi. During his junior retreat, Zhuo Yangming would definitely help him take good care of this young and ignorant disciple.

In the past ten years, Yin Wujian has lived alone on Hongluo Peak, but Zhuo Yangming has been teaching his cultivation on his behalf. And as he sat in the position of the chief disciple of the door, Zhuo Yangming also began to entrust the affairs of the door to him. He also knew that there were even rumors in the door that because of his excellent qualifications, Zhuo Yangming accepted him as one of his apprentices, so he deliberately promoted him and taught him carefully.

But he always knew in his heart that his master was Lin Muyi, and he would only be Lin Muyi.

Lin Muyi didn't want to see him. It was a painful affair for him. In the first few years, he couldn't accept this fact and almost went insane.

There were a few times when he really regretted it. Maybe he really didn't dare to ignore Lin Muyi's wishes, and force him to double cultivate with himself when Lin Muyi had just broken through and was falling into the demons in his heart.

Although Lin Muyi was trapped in his heart at that time, his spiritual power in his body was □□. Yin Wujian took advantage of the time to help him sort out the spiritual power in his body, and took up the double cultivation method that he had found in the bamboo building of Xuanji Zhenren.

There have been a few times when he regrets it.

He thought that Lin Muyi was so angry, maybe it was really what he did wrong.

But whenever he recalls that day in the Lingquan Pool, when his Yuan Infant entered Lin Muyi's sea of knowledge, when the little Yuan Infant who existed like his distraction hugged Lin Muyi's Yuan Infant who had just broken the pill, the kind of satisfaction and great joy that emerged from the depths of his soul was not only that, he clearly knew that this gave him a wonderful connection between him and Lin Muyi, and this connection could not be broken or replaced by anyone.

It was as if now, even if Lin Muyi never showed up, he could clearly feel Lin Muyi's breath, in the cave opposite.

Whenever he thought about it, he felt that he didn't regret it at all.

But he didn't expect Lin Muyi to be so angry, so angry that he really wanted to kill him.

But he sometimes felt that Lin Muyi might as well kill him at that time. Compared to being ruthlessly discarded by Lin Muyi like this, it is better to kill him as soon as Lin Muyi woke up in the Lingquan Pool at that time.

Such thoughts torment Yin Wuxian every day. Yin Wujian sometimes felt that in fact, he was just one step away from going mad. He almost went crazy at times, wanting to ruin everything he could see—if he couldn't get Lin Muyi's forgiveness after all.

But with Zhuo Yangming here, he didn't even have a chance to go crazy.

Zhuo Yangming is very good to Lin Muyi, a junior brother, and even takes good care of him, a junior and nephew, how can he be allowed to go mad?

It was Zhuo Yangming who forcibly pulled back Yin Wuji, who was on the verge of going mad.

And after the first few years, it seems that being discarded by Lin Muyi again will not make him so painful. He thought he had a hope. After all, he knew where Lin Muyi was, and he knew that Lin Muyi would come out one day.

When Lin Muyi comes out, he will sincerely pray for Lin Muyi's forgiveness.

He thought that Lin Muyi would always forgive him.

Yin Wuxian doesn't know why, but he believes so firmly in his heart.

If he didn't think so, he didn't know what he would become.

After figuring it out in this way, Yin Wujian began to actively cultivate again. He is already the chief disciple of the Mingtai Sect, so he must make an appearance. He couldn't let Lin Muyi be ashamed.

Seeing that he gradually regained his fighting spirit, Zhuo Yangming also began to gradually entrust the affairs of the sect to him, and he gradually established his prestige in the Mingtai Sect over the years.

If Lin Muyi gets out of the customs one day, he will probably not blame Yin Wuwu for not wanting to improve.

Yin Wuxian stood up. After kneeling for three days and three nights, even as a cultivator, his legs were so numb that he lost consciousness. This caused him to stagger a little when he stood up and almost fell.

It was just dawning, and the thick fog in the forest in the morning made the surroundings look a little hazy. The dew on the grass drenched the hem of his clothes and his knees, wet.

Yin Wuxian staggered a few steps in embarrassment, then stood firm, looked at the cave again, and then turned to leave.

The mountains and forests were still quiet, and nothing changed from when he came. In the entire big and small rainbow peaks, he is the only one. Yin Wuxian walked slowly through the mountains, his surroundings were extremely quiet, and the sound of him stepping on blades of grass was clearly audible with every step.

Suddenly, Yin Wuxian stopped.

As if feeling something, he suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

At this moment, a beam of morning light shone on the cave through the falling branches, and the dark rocks at the entrance of the cave were wet with dew, and looked bright in the morning light.

Yin Wuji's eyes suddenly widened, and he finally realized that something was wrong there.

And not only when, the forbidden formation at the entrance of the cave has disappeared!

Yin Wujian only felt that his heart was pounding, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move a single step, so he could only stare wide-eyed, staring at the hole.

The pale golden sunlight shone obliquely into the entrance of the cave, shining on half of the stone walls inside the entrance, Yin Wuxian stared at the sunlight, only to feel that his heart was about to jump out of his throat!

I saw a pair of feet stepping on cloud boots slowly stepping into the sunlight, paused, and took two steps out.

Finally, a figure came out of the cave.

Yin Wuxian almost held his breath, and saw that the man was dressed in a moon-white robe, and his black hair was simply combed in a bun, draped behind his head, and stepped out of the cave leisurely as if he were walking. The sun shone on his white face, and he tilted his head slightly, letting the sun cover his cheeks, and narrowed his eyes, as if he was not used to such light.

Yin Wujian only felt that his eyes seemed to be burned by the light, and he almost burst into tears.

At this time, the man seemed to notice Yin Wuji's existence, and turned his head to look at him.

When his eyes fell on Yin Wuji, the man's good-looking brows were twisted, and Yin Wujian only felt that his heart was also tightened with that brow. He took a somewhat awkward step forward, opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.

Yin Wujian only saw the man standing at the entrance of the cave, and an unnatural flush flashed on his face, but it was fleeting.

Yin Wujian looked at the man and frowned, his face was cold and indifferent, and his tone was full of impatience: "Why are you here?"

I haven't heard this voice in ten years. This familiar voice made Yin Wuxian only feel that the anxiety that had been suppressed in his heart for ten years was released almost instantly, and he hurriedly stepped forward, knelt in front of the man, and shouted, "Master!" 166 Reading Network