Every year on this day, Liu Muchen stood silently in front of the wooden house.
This stop lasts a day and a night.
"Jiu'er, I haven't seen you for a long time..." Liu Muchen's voice was very soft, with a gentle smile on his lips, "I know you like to eat cakes, so I bought your favorite...
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He placed the wooden carvings on the table, and then placed all the pastries on them.
These are Jiu'er's favorite pastries. If she were really reincarnated, I don't know if she would still be able to eat them.
During the past three hundred years, he has been searching for the whereabouts of Mu Xiaojiu's remnant soul, even spending his lifespan and using secret techniques to search, but found nothing.
So far, he has not found Jiu'er's soul fragment.
"Master has taken on another disciple. Her name is very similar to yours, and she is also a girl. You don't blame me, right?" Liu Muchen looked at the wood carving in his hand and sighed silently.
He really had no intention of accepting a disciple, but that girl had the Qingyun Order left by Jiu'er in her hand, and he promised her that he would help her settle the cause and effect.
So he accepted Mu Qianjiu as his disciple.
Liu Muchen's mouth was bitter, "As a teacher, I know that you must be unhappy!"
He still remembered that innocent little face pulling him to act coquettishly and asking him if she would be the only disciple in his life.
He said yes.
But he didn't do it, and since he had accepted a disciple, he had the obligation to teach her, so he came to apologize and wanted Jiu'er to forgive him...
He didn't erect a monument because he always felt that Jiu'er might not have completely fallen.
Although he saw her soul was shattered with his own eyes, he still didn't want to believe that she was really dead...
Just when Liu Muchen was talking to himself in front of the wood carving.
Above the void, several elders looked at each other, and then sighed at the same time.
In the past three hundred years, the head junior brother has always been like this. Yun Xiaozu is obviously dead. This is a fact, and he is the only one who has not faced the reality.
"Senior Brother, is it true that everything will be fine if the head junior brother is like this?" Dan Xingzi's face was solemn, and he felt that Liu Muchen's illness was getting worse.
I usually just talk to myself, but now I even have wood carvings and cakes on display...
The Great Elder Wan Qianren sighed, "I thought that the head junior brother had accepted a new disciple, which should alleviate his longing for Yun Xiaozu and cheer him up again, but this..."
Several elders looked at each other speechlessly.
"Aren't we going down?" Dan Xingzi didn't say anything. In fact, they had already erected a monument for Yun Xiaozu, and it had been three hundred years.
However, they never mentioned this matter to Liu Muchen because they were worried that he would not be able to bear the blow.
Just now, they had gone to worship Yun Xiaozu, but they couldn't worry about their junior brother, so they came here to take a look.
"Forget it." The great elder shook his head, "Junior brother probably doesn't want us to disturb him either!"
Everyone nodded in agreement one after another.
"By the way, that little guy hasn't come back yet. Is it really okay for us to hide this from the head junior brother?" Dan Xingzi felt a headache just thinking about it.
That little guy's talent is much better than all the disciples he has ever seen, especially his talent in alchemy, which is rare in a thousand years!
"Don't worry, that little guy will be fine!" Third Elder Zhiyan smiled slightly, "That kid Ah Ru has been released from seclusion! Before leaving the secret realm, he had been with the little guy. At least he can be sure that he is still alive.
, maybe he just failed to come out before the entrance was closed because of something, but there are many other exits in the secret realm, maybe he has left the secret realm, and maybe he is on his way back!"
Dan Xingzi's eyes flashed with joy, "That would be great!"
In fact, he has always wanted to talk to the head junior brother. If he could teach that little guy the art of alchemy, he would have a way to let that little guy surpass himself within a hundred years!
Of course the idea exists.
But he didn't dare to mention it to the head junior brother. They were still counting on that little guy to help the head junior brother get over the grief of Yun Xiaozu's departure...
"Fourth Junior Brother, please take the time to go to Jingyi's place and see if there is anything we can do to help." The elder seemed to have remembered something and sighed softly.
Mu Tianxue's heaven-level spiritual veins were tapped and he missed the best opportunity to recover. Even if he returns to practice in the future, he may not be much better than ordinary people.
The loss of a genius is also a huge loss for Qingyun Sect!
It's not that they didn't look for the "evil cultivator", it's just that Mu Tianxue didn't even remember the other person's appearance, he only knew that the other party was a woman!
But there are so many women on the Xuanwu Continent, how can they find them?!
"It's senior brother, I'll go take a look right away." Dan Xingzi nodded in agreement.
He has also been to Jingyi's place twice. Jingyi has been looking for ways to help Mu Tianxue recover her spiritual veins and wants her to start practicing again.
But this kind of cultivation is going against the will of heaven. If your spiritual veins are dug out, it will be even more difficult to step into the cultivation again.
"Go." The great elder waved his hand and told the others to disperse.
The sect competition was about to begin, and he had to select some outstanding new disciples to participate in this grand event. Unfortunately, the little guy had not returned yet, and Mu Tianxue had his spiritual veins stolen again.
It's probably not that difficult to get a spot in this year's sect competition...
Dan Xingzi stayed above the void for another moment, then turned around and flew towards the direction of Cuizhu Peak.
At this time, in the purple bamboo forest at Cuizhu Peak.
Jingyi is performing exercises on Mu Tianxue to heal his injuries.
"Pfft!" Mu Tianxue spat out a mouthful of blood, and his pale face turned red.
Jingyi hurriedly withdrew her spiritual power and put a pill into Mu Tianxue's mouth, "Xue'er, how do you feel?"
Mu Tianxue shook his head, "Master, I, I still can't gather my spiritual power!"
"It doesn't matter, it will definitely be okay!" Jingyi comforted softly, looking at Mu Tianxue with eyes full of pity.
But so far, she has not been able to find the murderer who hurt her disciple. Every time she thinks about this, she is extremely painful. She can only watch her disciple become increasingly haggard, but she can do nothing to help.
What qualifications does she have to be a teacher in vain!
"Master, I am already a useless person..." Mu Tianxue lowered his head, clenching his two small hands tightly, his nails digging into his skin, and drops of blood sliding down his fingers.
Jingyi saw that Mu Tianxue had hurt herself, and hurriedly took out the medicine and wiped the wound for her, "Xue'er, I believe Master, Master can definitely find a way to save you!"
"Master, my spiritual veins..." Mu Tianxue bit her lower lip. Her spiritual veins were dug away. Every full moon night, she would feel severe pain all over her body!
Twice, she even felt that death would be her best escape, but she didn't want to die yet!
She is not willing to give in!
Jingyi sighed silently in her heart, and gently took Mu Tianxue's hand, "Xue'er, my teacher promised you that I will help you recover. Can you wait patiently?"