Chu Yiyang walked out of the fog, as if he still had a wet mist on his body.

Standing on the last step, looking at the cold and deserted palace in front of him, and at the four words inscribed on the dusty and cobwebbed plaque, he narrowed his eyes:

"Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and blue sky and the night heart ......"

Chang'e, who had stolen the elixir, looked back at the world from the Moon Palace, regretting what she had done wrong countless times, and looking at the "blue sea and blue sky" located at the highest place in the palace complex of the Hehuan Sect, Chu Yiyang somewhat understood the similarities between the two.

Retracting his gaze, he walked forward, walked the path that no one had cleaned up for many years, and walked into the barren palace overgrown with grass and frozen everywhere, only to see a huge bright moon stop at the highest position of the peaks, as if to contain this cold palace in the middle of the moon.

He stopped for a moment in the empty and lonely deserted garden.

Earlier, Chu Yiyang read a poem when he stopped at the end of the steps.

Now that he stopped here, the system subconsciously thought that he was going to recite poetry again, but as a result, the person standing in the garden in plain white clothes and barefoot looked at the extremely huge bright moon here for a moment, but sneezed.

“……”

"It's a little cold."

Chu Yiyang raised his hand and rubbed the goosebumps that appeared on his arm.

The formation of the Hehuan Sect is indeed wonderful, and now he is completely a mortal without spiritual power.

Fortunately, he didn't have much cultivation when he was in the cave before, and he stayed by Beitang's side for a long time on a cold night, so he was more resistant to such temperatures, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stop sneezing.

The system urged, "Hurry up and find a room." ”

Chu Yiyang glanced around, and walked in a random direction, and the golden bell on his left foot became the only sound in the cold air.

He asked, "Are you sure there are no servants here, and no one else?" ”

Now that he has no cultivation and no divine sense, he can't do it if he wants to check the surrounding situation, and the system's answer is to directly unfold the floor plan of "Blue Sea and Blue Sky" to him.

Seeing that there was indeed only one red dot representing himself in this deserted palace, Chu Yiyang walked a little more relaxed.

After climbing these three thousand steps, all his spiritual power was eliminated, and only a mortal body remained, although the power raging in his body was ineffective, but the injuries on his body were not healed.

When someone is watching, he needs to straighten his back, and now that no one is looking, it can be easier.

The bright moon and clear light sprinkled on the withered yellow grass blades in the garden, and where the white figure walked, his footprints were left on the bricks and stones, and the faint bell was decorated behind him.

He walked around the empty halls with old and peeling doors and broken windows, and finally found an empty side hall in the corner where the doors and windows were still intact to withstand the cold wind on the top of the mountain.

Chu Yiyang stopped, pushed the door and walked in.

The moonlight shone in, illuminating the dust on the ground that had been swept up by the air currents.

The person standing outside the door looked at the furnishings inside, and saw that although the screen and the curtain were broken, both the table, chair and bed were still intact.

"Not bad."

Chu Yiyang put down his hand and walked in, and the wound on his waist began to ache again because of this action.

He didn't even furrow his eyebrows.

Uncle Xiao blocked most of the attacks for him, but the whip still landed on his side, all the way up diagonally, spreading to the left shoulder blade, and there was no bleeding because the flesh on the edge of the wound had been scorched.

Pushing away the debris piled up on the bed, Chu Yiyang was choked by the dust raised and coughed, and had to raise his hand to block it in front of him.

With these things in the way, the dust on the bed is not too much, and it can be cleaned by sweeping it, but the problem is that the bedding on it is also broken, and it will break directly when you reach out and take it.

He straightened up, looked at the wooden bed that was still sturdy after many years, and remembered the wound on his waist, and it was really not appropriate to lie down like this.

So the door that had just been closed in the side hall opened again.

Seeing that he was not staying well in the empty hall of shelter and was about to go out, the system couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm a wounded, I can't just sleep on a hard bed, right?"

Chu Yiyang replied.

Just now, when he was passing by other empty palaces, he saw some thatch piled on the ground in one of the palaces, which was obviously used by one of the predecessors who had been imprisoned in the past to keep out the cold.

No storage bags, no bedding, no clothes, thatch.

Returning to the place he had just glimpsed with his memory, Chu Yiyang pushed open the dilapidated door and walked in, looking at the thatched bed on the ground that could be laid down by one person: "Found it." ”

He crouched down, brushed away the dusty thatch above, exposed the clean part underneath, and picked up a bundle with open arms, and walked towards the side hall he had chosen.

A lot of thatch fell from his arms and fell on the path he had walked, and the stems of the grass were on the pure black stone bricks, as if they were filled with spiritual light.

All kinds of doors, windows, bedding, and decorations in the "Blue Sea and Blue Sky" are dilapidated because of the passage of time, but these thatches are not, because this is not ordinary thatch, but a kind of calming grass that is commonly used in the cultivation world to weave into a futon and for monks to settle on it.

Chu Yiyang walked a few times before he brought back enough Ning Xin grass and covered the bed in the side hall.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the bed covered with Ning Xin grass, and was satisfied with the softness, then he clapped his hands and said, "Okay." ”

Futons made of Ningxin grass are common, but it is not common to use so much to make beds.

I don't know which big man in the previous generation of the Hehuan Sect made a mistake and stayed there to let him be naked.

But even if the grass spread on the bed is some kind of rare treasure, it doesn't prevent it from still looking like a pile of thatch.

Seeing that he had closed the door and made the bed, the system was about to lie down on it, and hurriedly asked, "Are you going to sleep directly?" ”

"Hmm." Chu Yiyang found a posture that did not press the wound and lay down on the bed, facing inward, "As soon as I came back, I was grounded, and now I have no spiritual power, what are you doing if you don't sleep?" Only when you have a full sleep can you be refreshed. ”

The problem of where to sleep is solved, but I don't know if someone will come to deliver food while staying on it.

If not, I'll have to get up tomorrow and solve the problem of eating.

He closed his eyes and pillowed one of his arms, his eyelashes like butterfly wings under his eyes, and his face showed a calm that he didn't intend to think about.

Originally, he said that he would have a good meal after leaving the cave, but now he is afraid that he will have to repeat the previous days, but I don't know if there is a pool in this palace where there is not even a ghost, and whether there can be edible fruit by the pool.

probably sensed his helplessness from these few words, and the system did not speak again.

Without interference, lying on this pile of Ning Xin grass, Chu Yiyang soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the bright moon shifted, and the moonlight shone in through the unclosed window and shone on his face.

Chu Yiyang opened his eyes and noticed that there was someone behind him, so he turned around vigilantly, and then saw the figure sitting on the edge of the bed.

The golden-red dress on her body fell to the ground like a flowing glow, and Chu Yiyang's face was printed in her pale eyes.

The moonlight shone on her face, making her look less and less like a person in this world.

Seeing him wake up, the person sitting on the edge of the bed withdrew the Qianqian jade hand that was caressing on top of his head, as if condensed by moonlight, and said softly: "Awake? ”

Chu Yiyang supported himself to sit up, looked at the people who appeared in the "blue sea and blue sky" in the middle of the night, and called "mother".

The person who came was Ying Canghai, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect.

When he was in the Hehuan Sect before, Chu Yiyang didn't have a chance to see her.

This is the first time he has had face-to-face contact with his mother in his current identity since he came in.

The plot progress bar belonging to the Hehuan Sect flickered in Chu Yiyang's field of vision, and the progress was fixed at 5%, Ying Canghai raised his right hand again, his soft palm was attached to his face, and distress flashed in his eyes.

Chu Yiyang lost his parents at a very young age.

Although he could already remember at that time, his impression of his mother had long been diluted by time.

He looked at the peerless beauty in front of him, and wondered if his younger brother Ah Ye had unconsciously invested in her when he created the character of Ying Canghai.

Their mother is not as beautiful as the Hehuan Sect Sect Master in front of her, but she completely meets Chu Yiyang's fantasy of the existence of "mother", she went to the "blue sea and blue sky", I don't know how long I sat here and watched him.

Seeing his child sleeping in this empty side hall, becoming an ordinary person because of the loss of spiritual power, so he curled up in his sleep with a chill, and after finding out that he had arrived, he looked at himself with such a gaze, Ying Canghai was really heartbroken.

Feeling the temperature of her palm leaving the side of her face, Chu Yiyang subconsciously wanted to follow at first, but after reacting, he froze like a dream, and listened to the person in front of him say to himself: "You were whipped by your master, and my mother is here to give you medicine, turn around." ”

"Yes."

Chu Yiyang turned his back to her.

Ying Canghai showed the wound medicine in his hand, and watched his son untie his shirt in front of him, letting the clothes slide off his shoulders, revealing the back of the flesh and bones.

The side hall was so quiet that she could hear the pins falling, she looked at the wound on his waist that extended to the shoulder blades, and the eldest sister's shocking whip, even if Yu Wei affected him, it also fell like a mark of divine punishment.

She couldn't bear to look at it more, so she said softly: "Mother will give you medicine, bear with it." ”

After saying that, he took the wound medicine, and his fingertips fell on the young man's back, and as soon as he saw the wound touched, he was shocked.

But with his back to her, Ying Canghai couldn't see if there was a look of pain on his face, and only heard him whisper to himself: "Mother." ”

Ying Canghai moved: "What's wrong?" ”

From the little baby who was wrapped in swaddling clothes and could be picked up by one arm, to the handsome young child who is now depressed, he finally asked, "Is Master so disappointed in me?" ”

Chu Yiyang said, and suddenly remembered the old wounds on Beitang's body in the cold night, I don't know if there were also wounds left by his biological mother in some disappointing moments.

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Chapter 27

"Your Master, She'......"

Ying Canghai suddenly couldn't speak anymore when he said this, because there were droplets of water falling from the back of the young man's hand.