In front of the mountain gate, the blood was barren and the grass was miserable, and the wounded everywhere were shouting, Chen Tafa asked his disciples to take the injured people to Huashan for treatment, and he wanted to go down the mountain to find Li Moru.

Li Moru held Ling Yiyi with the help of a getaway, and soon came to the foot of the mountain, the sky was gloomy, the cold wind was surging, he was crying while walking, he kept blaming himself, blaming himself for being thoughtless, blaming himself for why he wanted to get involved with the people of Wanxianmen, okay, why did he go to the White Horse Temple, what jade pillows to grab, why did he invite these people to help him, and a bunch of questions rushed out of his mind for a while.

He resented his self-righteousness, thought that he saw everything clearly, but in the end, he harmed everyone, and resented that his martial arts were not strong enough to take Ling Yiyi away in that environment.

He hugged Ling Yiyi, he wanted to go to the bottom of the mountain to find Langzhong, he didn't believe in Chen Tafa, Ling Yiyi must still be saved. Ling Yiyi's blood flowed onto him, dyeing his white clothes blood-red, his eyes were closed, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were drying out little by little.

After he went down the mountain, he ran to the bazaar, asked passers-by everywhere where the nearby medical hall was, and saw that he was covered in blood, and many people spared him, for fear of causing trouble, and then he still found the medical hall by himself, and then walked into the medical hall with Ling Yiyi in his arms, he stood beside him in a daze, and said tremblingly: "Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong, please, save her, save her, save her, as long as you can save her, I will pay as much as you want." ”

Lang Zhong took the pulse and checked the depth of the wound again, shook his head, and sighed, "No, this young lady's heart has been broken, her breath has been cut off, and she seems to have returned to the west, even if Da Luo Jinxian is alive, he has no skills to return to the sky, hurry up and carry it away, hurry up and carry it away, otherwise others will think that my hospital has cured people to death and ruined my reputation." ”

Li Moru's blood surged for a while, grabbed the placket of Na Langzhong's clothes and said, "What did you say? Yiyi is not dead, how can Yiyi die?"

"What did I say, she was dead before you brought her here, no matter how good my medical skills are, it is difficult for me to save a dead person. ”

Li Moru shook his hand casually and said, "It must be that your medical skills are not good, Yiyi is not dead, Yiyi is not dead." ”

He hugged Ling Yiyi and walked all the way, thinking of Huiyang Daoren, thinking that if it was him, he would definitely be able to save Ling Yiyi. He began to ask everywhere if anyone knew where Qingyafeng was, and if anyone knew Huiyang Daoist, everyone thought he was crazy, and asked everywhere with a dead man in his arms, but they all hid far away, and no one dared to approach him.

No matter how he asked, no one knew where Qingya Peak was, no one knew where Huiyang Dao people were, at night, dark clouds were thick, thunder was loud, Li Moru walked alone in the mountains, he couldn't hear the thunder at all, and when he met someone, he asked where Qingya Peak was.

The rain drenched him and Ling Yiyi, he found a broken temple to shelter from the rain, put clothes on Ling Yiyi, and said: "Yiyi, it's okay, wait for us to find Huiyang Immortal Master, Huiyang Immortal Master will definitely be able to save you, you have to hold on." ”

After the rain stopped, he performed light skills, extremely fast, and held Ling Yiyi tightly in his arms, and then when he was tired, he found a strip of cloth to carry Ling Yiyi on his back.

He kept walking, and he didn't know how long he had walked, how far he had walked, or where he had gone, but he felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier, and his voice had become hoarse, and finally, he couldn't make a sound.

What happened on Huashan soon spread throughout the rivers and lakes, everyone knew that Li Moru returned the jade pillow of Huashan Ancestor, everyone knew that Wanxianmen and decent people fought in Huashan, and the news of Ling Yiyi's death.

The cause of Ling Yiyi's death and the affairs of the Huashan faction spread all over the rivers and lakes, and naturally it also reached the ears of Wanxianmen, people said that it was the people of Wanxianmen who killed Ling Yiyi, and some people said that Wanxianmen first attacked Qingyuan Villa, and then went to Huashan to make trouble, so they simply didn't put the famous and decent in their eyes, and wanted to get entangled and get rid of Wanxianmen.

And many people who came back from Huashan painted everything that happened on Huashan, as well as Li Moru's amazing light skills, and the scene when Ling Yiyi died.

Li Moru unconsciously walked to the mountain path again, and I don't know how long later, he was covered in mud, his clothes were cut by tree branches, and his hair was scattered and unkempt.

Gradually, Ling Yiyi's body behind him began to stink, and people avoided him far away, he walked all the way, all the way, towards the place where there was a mountain peak, and when he saw the mountain peak, he climbed it with light skills, but he was disappointed again and again.

When he is hungry, he eats whatever he sees, fruits, rabbits, snakes, poisonous insects, snakes, ants, there is nothing he does not eat, and when he is thirsty, he drinks water, rivers, mountain streams, dew, and stagnant water in mud puddles.

He saw a mountain peak in the distance, the peak was extremely high, and there was a mountain spring left, Li Moru felt that it might be Qingya Peak, so he performed a leisurely trip, and with the help of the vines on both sides of the cliff and the uneven places, he flew all the way to the top of the mountain.

Finally, after he reached the top of the mountain, he saw a Taoist temple, and walked towards the Taoist temple with all his might, the closer he got to the Taoist temple, the more he felt that his feet did not seem to be his own, and his mind became more and more unclear.

Finally, he fell down with a thud, and when he woke up again, he was already lying on the bed, confused, and only felt that everything in front of him was spinning.

He suddenly realized something, and tried to get up and struggle, but now he had no strength, his limbs were weak, and his body was covered with silver needles.

A Taoist priest with a gray beard and frosty temples appeared in front of him, and said angrily: "Don't move, if you move again, you will also die." ”

Li Moru asked, "What about Yiyi?

The old Taoist priest said: "You said that the stinky corpse behind you, I have already helped you bury it." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, Yiyi is not dead, Yiyi is not dead, you lie to me, you lie to me. ”

"If you move again, I will pierce you to death and let you die too. ”

Li Moru struggled: "It's just right to be dead, it's good to be dead, I'm going to accompany her." ”

The old Taoist priest slapped Li Moru in the face, and suddenly felt a hot pain in his face. "Stinky boy, can you see that the woman died to save you, could it be that he saved you to live just to let you die?

"The deceased is gone, the living are still alive, the dead should be put into the ground, the leaves fall back to the roots, the living should remember the deceased, live well, this is the road that the reincarnation of all things should follow, you have to deceive yourself, saying that she is not dead, does it make sense to do this?"

"I didn't know what meaning was, I used to think I understood the meaning of human existence, and then I realized that I was wrong, I was wrong. ”

Tears flowed from the corners of Li Moru's eyes, the corners of his mouth trembled, and the old Taoist priest gently nodded on Li Moru's Fengchi acupoint, and he fell unconscious in an instant.

When he woke up again, he was immersed in a huge medicine tank, and from time to time there was a foul smell coming from the medicine tank.

He only felt that his head was very heavy, very heavy, and even, a little unable to lift it, "Where am I?" ”

"Boy, awake?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"I don't know what you ate, your whole body is full of poison, and the evil qi enters the body, infected with wind and cold, if it weren't for my medical skills, you would have gone to see Lord Yama a long time ago. ”

Li Moru struggled to get up, but found that his limbs were weak and his vision was a little blurred.

The old Taoist priest reprimanded angrily: "Stinky boy, let me tell you, if you look for death again, I won't save you." ”

"Yiyi. ”

"Didn't I tell you, she died, she died thoroughly, she stinked, I buried it for you, it's in the back mountain. ”

Li Moru tilted his head, tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes, he was already thin, and this time he looked a little out of shape.

"Stinky boy, I can tell you, you just want to die, and when I cure you, you will die elsewhere, and I can't bury two graves in this lonely peak. ”

Li Moru's neck could still move, and he buried his face in the potion, and the potion, which poured into his body from his nostrils and ear holes, he felt suffocated, just like when he was in the water of the back mountain pool, suffocated and weak.

He kept burying his head in it, and in a trance, Ling Yiyi's smiling appearance appeared in his mind, and finally he couldn't hold it back, quickly withdrew his head from the potion and gasped, the potion flowed from the ends of his hair, and his eyes couldn't open a little.

The old Taoist smiled: "How is it, stinky boy, have you figured it out?"

Li Moru said: "Thank you for saving your life." ”

"That's right, you not only owe that woman a life, but also the old Taoist priest I owe a life, if you don't live well, how can you be worthy of her. ”

"Dao Chief, dare to ask the Dao Chief's surname. ”

The old Taoist carried a teapot and said, "I have long forgotten my name, I just remember that everyone calls me Hongyunzi, what about you, what is your name." ”

"My name is Li Moru. ”

"Li Moru is right, treat the disease well, live well, your kid is also a big life, you haven't died after eating so many poisonous insects, rats and ants, there will be a blessing in the future if you don't die, plus I used poison to fight poison for you before, your kid is now invulnerable." ”

"Daoist, how long have I been asleep?"

Hongyunzi said: "It's okay, it's only three days." ”

Li Moru looked at his reflection in the medicine jar, he had forgotten how long he had walked down from Huashan, and he couldn't recognize himself anymore.

Hongyunzi asked: "Li Moru, right, I saw that you still have a copy of the Nanhua Sutra and a music sheet in your arms, and where did you get the music score, I always feel familiar, but I just can't remember where I have seen it." ”

"It was given by the gentleman who taught me to read, saying that when I had nothing to do and missed my hometown, I could play it myself. ”

"Mr. Teaching, I thought it was ......"

"What is it?"

"It's nothing, take care of your illness, heal your injuries and play a song for me, I'll listen to it. ”

"Good. ”

Hongyunzi walked to the medicine tank, took Li Moru's neck, looked at the potion in the medicine tank again, shook his head, and added some medicinal materials.

There was a faint layer of oil stains floating on the surface of the potion, and before Li Moru could understand what was in it, Hongyunzi brought him another bowl of medicinal wine.

"Drink him, soak it for half an hour, and then recuperate for ten days and half a month, and then he will be cured. ”

"Thank you, seniors. ”

"No thanks, no thanks, I'm alone on this mountain, it's okay to be idle, and it's not bad to have a pant to talk to me. ”

As he spoke, Hongyunzi walked towards the ginkgo tree, under which there was a pair of stone tables and chairs that were cut very smoothly, and the golden ginkgo leaves slowly swayed with the autumn wind, and the old Taoist priest held the teapot and tasted the autumn breeze a little bit.

Li Moru stayed quietly in the medicine tank and began to operate his internal force, for some reason, he always felt that the internal force in his body was a little thicker before teaching.