Zhuyue slept hazy, but suddenly felt a trace of salty bitterness slip into her mouth, so she moved.

As soon as Shui Ling'er saw that the master moved, he hurriedly called him hard, and pushed him with his little hand. Taketsuki groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

"Master, you're not dead!" Shui Ling'er wiped the tears from her face and looked at him in surprise.

When Zhuyue saw him, a smile appeared on her frozen face, which made Shui Ling'er feel for a moment that the master's world-beating look was back. Unfortunately, the smile was fleeting, blinking, and the disgusting paleness crept up his cheeks again.

"Master, are you sick?" The tears of the water bell, let's click, let's go straight down.

Zhuyue's face stiffened, and she smiled laboriously: "Silly child, what are you crying for?" The master will get better soon, and he will celebrate your birthday. ”

"It turns out that the master still remembers, and he still remembers my birthday!"

Shui Ling'er was moved again in her heart, stretched out her hand to hug Zhuyue, and said: "Master, during this period of your retreat, Ling'er has been well-behaved, and has been practicing, Ling'er is now able to disconnect the water, and if you practice for a few more days, you can completely disconnect!" ”

When he said this, he felt that the master's body trembled violently.

Taketsuki struggled to get up from the bed and helped him sit down on the edge of the bed.

Shui Ling'er looked into his eyes and felt that no matter how weak the master was, the love in his eyes would not be diminished in the slightest, and every time he was enveloped by that gaze, he would feel strength in his body, and there was no fear in his heart.

Zhuyue held his little hand and asked, "Ling'er, is it okay to promise the master one thing?" ”

He nodded vigorously: "Master, you said, even if it is a hundred things, Ling'er will do it immediately!" ”

"Ling'er, promise the master, in the next few days, you must practice from the first level of Zhitian Zen to the seventh level, and connect with your master and aunt. Can you do it? ”

Shui Ling'er was stunned for a moment, secretly wondering if the master was sick and confused? He's only now trained to the first layer, the seventh layer, what a distant dream it must be! What's more, why does he have to connect with his master and aunt?

"Master, if you talk about the seven layers of Heavenly Zen, aren't you easier to practice than Ling'er? You have now reached the fifth level, and if you want to connect with your aunt's realm, you are only two levels away from reaching it! He said puzzled.

Zhu Yue smiled indifferently and said, "Child, the master has no time." When you grow up, you will understand that no matter the origin or the fall, there must be a fate first. If you don't have a chance, you can't ask for it. ”

"Huh? What is fateful and what is not? Shui Ling'er couldn't understand it again, wondering why what the adults said always made him seem to understand? But how could he bear to refuse his request when he looked at his weak master?

So he turned over and knelt down on the side of the bed, and said seriously: "Master, don't worry, the apprentice will obey the master's orders, and he will do his best to practice Zhitian Zen to the seventh layer, and connect with the realm of the master and aunt!" ”

Hearing him make such a solemn promise, a touch of relief appeared on Zhuyue's face, looking at his small body, he couldn't help but sigh: "Ling'er, the master suddenly wants to see, what will you look like when you grow up one day......"

Shui Ling'er looked up in amazement, not understanding why Zhuyue said this. Didn't the master always want him to grow up? Why did you suddenly feel this way? However, if this is the master's wish, can he fulfill it for him?

Zhuyue stretched out her hand to pull him up and continued: "Ling'er, remember what the master taught you in the past, in this life, you have to be an upright person. No matter what the circumstances, don't lose sight of your principles, your heart. In the event of adversity, there is no escape. ”

Shui Ling'er nodded vigorously.

"Also, from now on, your aunt and uncle Zhuxing will be your closest relatives in the world. Their words are the words of the master, and you must listen to them, and you must not disobey them, do you understand? ”

At this time, Shui Ling'er didn't agree, and grabbed Zhuyue's hand and cried: "Master, what are you talking about?" What future, what relatives? Why did you exclude yourself? The master is an immortal and will not die, but why do you have to say that your time is running out? ”

Zhuyue's face was full of tiredness, and she smiled reluctantly: "Ling'er, the master is so tired, the master has come a long, long way in his life, and it's time to rest." ”