Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 192 Dream

True Monarch Lingxu stared at the dissipated robbery clouds from a distance, with a complicated expression, and his eyes were full of countless heavy and sighs.

The accompanying monk stepped forward and wanted to say something, but was waved back by the old man.Knowing that the master didn't want to hear any comforting words now, Immortal Hua Yao gently withdrew from the cave, leaving a huge space for the old man.

"Jiansheng, that child, what should I do? What should I do?"

Zhenjun Lingxu has three sons, the eldest is Gu Shishi, the second is Gu Yuantang, and the third is Gu Jiansheng.Among the three sons, the youngest son, Gu Jiansheng, is the one he hurts the most, and he is also the most talented of all his children.

However, heaven is jealous of Yingcai, this child is a blessing after all, and he passed away early, leaving behind an orphan and a widowed mother.

This daughter-in-law was not a fuel-efficient lamp either. In less than a month, she became the concubine of Daojun Yuanying Daojun, and then she became the main room and gave birth to a pair of twins.This process only took two years, when Brother Huai was just a babbling child.

Huai'er was born with a frailty, and almost died several times in a serious illness. He took care of him carefully, and only managed to save his life by taking care of him day and night.When it came to the age of cultivation, it was found that the spiritual root was flawed, the Taoist body was weak, and it was difficult to grow old.

Someone from the same family advised him to open up, not to invest too much, so as not to lose his sadness in the future.But how can he?How would you like to?That child is Jiansheng's only child.He can already softly call "grandfather".

How could he, how could he bear to give up?In this way, I took it through one spring and autumn after another.

Huai'er was as talented as his father. With this useless body, he was able to break through the realm of golden elixir again and again, but after that, he used up his spiritual power again and again in order to survive.

As a grandfather, he sees it in his eyes and hurts in his heart.As the leader of a peak, seeing a genius buried like this is even more deplorable.But he couldn't do anything, he could only search for the whereabouts of Jinglinghua aimlessly.

Unfortunately, as a peerless treasure that can change the cultivator's qualifications, how can the tickling grass be seen everywhere.And there are very few pure spirit flowers as companion flowers.

Indeed, several times it has been found to be transported back and it has been accidental in the middle.After all, Huai'er was as short-lived as his father.

In True Monarch Lingxu's heart, he had already given up hope of making Huai'er better, but he never made it clear.

When he never gave up on Huai'er, there were still people who looked down on that child.If he stayed until the day he really gave up, he couldn't believe that those people would treat this child like this.

So be it.Since there is no way to help him go further on the road to longevity, nor let him live in peace and stability, just maintain the status quo.

Just let him live like this.After all, this life will not be too long.

Staying in this huge cave, Zhenjun Ling Xu suddenly felt very cold and his heart was very cold.
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"Huai'er, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?" Gu Yuhua put down the things in his hand, sat on the edge of the couch, and sympathetically touched the young man's yellow and soft hair, and tucked him a quilt.

"It's better. The hands and feet seem to be stronger. I heard from my grandfather that you lost a lot of strength to find medicine." Gu Huai's face was very pale, and his breath was already very weak. become like this.This state needs to continue for a period of time until the body can withstand spiritual power again.

Gu Yuhua nodded, looking at Jin Dan, who was standing beside the bed, motionless like a stone statue, and said, "This is what I should do. It was my stupid, stupid brother who caused the trouble. If it wasn't for him, maybe you'd be all right. I feel uneasy."

Gu Huai's eyes dimmed, and his tone was indifferent: "It's not in the way. Maybe I didn't have a relationship with that elixir, and I found it several times before, but in the end it didn't come into my hands. It seems that God doesn't want me like that. Get well soon."

Gu Yuhua seemed to be hesitant to speak, and asked as if he couldn't help it: "Cousin Huai, have you ever thought about giving up your practice temporarily and stop doing it in vain. I'm not asking you to never practice again from now on. Instead, you don’t have to repeat the exercise like this. Take it easy, it’s the same as taking your grandfather to find the elixir for you to practice. I really can’t bear to see you endure the pain of refraining from the exercise in vain.”

"Cousin. I know what I have in mind, I just want to find something to do. It's not what I want to lie in bed like a corpse day after day. Even if I lose it, at least I have it. A little bit. The pain, I can endure it." The boy turned his head to look out the window, and a bright yellow bird was bouncing on the branches, complementing the pink stamens.

spring is coming.

"You... ah, don't talk about it, make a stubborn monkey." Gu Yuhua made the boy's bed helplessly with a face full of resignation.

"Cousin, your incense smells so good. It seems that you have been using this since I can remember it. Did you sew it in your purse?" Gu Huai, who had been looking out the window all the time, said coldly.

Gu Yuhua was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously groped the light-colored purse on his waist and smiled: "Really? This is my mother's favorite incense. When I was young, I used to make it and put it in my purse. When I grew up, I became accustomed to this smell. Open. If you like it, I'll send someone to deliver some."

"it is good."

"You have a good rest, I'll see you another day." Gu Yuhua stroked the boy's forehead, got up and was about to leave.

"Brother..." The young man suddenly grabbed the corner of the young man's robe, his eyes filled with nostalgia and longing.

Gu Yuhua paused, his face stagnant for a moment, and soon laughed again: "You haven't called me that for a long time."

"I had a dream last night. I dreamed of playing with you all the time when we were young. At that time, Yulin and I liked to chase after you." The boy's eyelashes whispered softly, "You hurt us the most."

"Yes, I love you the most." Seeing Gu Huai gradually sinking into sleep, Gu Yuhua gently pulled down the other's hand, put it into the quilt, and stamped it.

"Have a good dream."

Gu Huai fell into a messy mood, and there were disturbances in his dreams, something was chasing him desperately.

At last he fled to a temple where there was only one door, which opened and a man sat quietly on the couch.That was my father's steward. I met him a few days ago. He was muttering, what he was saying all the time, but Gu Huai couldn't hear it clearly, he just felt a splitting headache.

"...This incense has the effect of concentrating and calming the qi...Unfortunately...for those who are born with insufficiency, it is equivalent to a chronic poison..."

"...The light ones are addictive, the heavy ones are dead..."

"……poison……"

……poison……

Gu Huai opened his eyes.

It was quiet inside the house, only the birds were chirping outside the house, and a few cool fragrances drifted in, creating a vibrant spring scenery.

Winter will always pass.

(End of this chapter)