With spiritual roots, I stand at the top of the world of immortality

Chapter 223
"Ying Chaosheng, there are countless joys and sorrows in the world, and trivial matters are even more numerous. If you want to help a bunch, you might as well be a mortal parent."

That's what Master said to him when he didn't follow Master's advice to retreat, but went down the mountain again to help a family find their lost cattle and sheep.

The words are very direct, but the tone is not reprimanded, it is as shallow as usual, just like an elder telling you the truth, whether you can listen to it or not is your own business.

She didn't care much.

Ying Chaosheng knelt on the cold jade, thinking, maybe he is really not suitable for cultivating immortals.

He just likes to be nosy, he just can't let go of the smoky bustle of the world, he doesn't want to calm down to practice, and even tells his master what he did when he went out and what beautiful scenery he saw.

Maybe such a trivial matter with fireworks will make Master smile.

At first he liked to do this very much, but every time he finished speaking, Master’s expression didn’t change much, sometimes he would say something he didn’t agree with, gradually, he became disappointed, and after that, he completely stopped teasing Master Respect the thought of a smile.

Although Ying Chaosheng didn't put much effort into cultivation, he was very talented. He won the top ten in the next year's Kyushu Grand Competition and entered Xianmeng Academy.

The nature is innate, the more you want to change, the stronger it will be.

In order to hone his character, he devoted himself to cultivation after entering the Xianmeng Academy, and his experience restrained his nature, trying his best to be as calm as his master.

In countless silent nights, a little bit of irritability would appear on his deserted face.

There is a kind of rebellion in the bottom of my heart.

He doesn't want to be like a master, who has the same attitude towards everyone, no one is special.

But Master is special and unique in his heart, and it is different.

In the beginning, there was only inexplicable irritability, and later this irritability gradually turned into unwillingness and dissatisfaction.

He wondered if he was also different in Master's heart.

Once the thought comes together, it will never go back.

Coupled with his natural temper, he was always thinking about this matter, and in the end he was taken advantage of by monsters during the training, and fell down in this valley, waking up again as a monster who was neither human nor demon.

However, it's not all bad.

For example, at this moment he saw Master again, and he also saw an expression on her face that she didn't have before.

How rare.

"you"

Bai Yan stared blankly at the person kneeling in front of him, she didn't expect that she stabbed her disciple with her own hands, and she didn't expect him to become like this.

If he hadn't been covered in demon energy at that time, she wouldn't have failed to recognize him and mistakenly thought that the little girl holding the bright moon was Ying Chaosheng.

Now it doesn't matter whether he is a man or a demon, as long as he is still alive, that's fine.

It's just that Ying Chaosheng knew he couldn't survive, and he knew best about his own body.

Originally, he was invaded by monsters. When his soul was devoured, he relied on his tenacious will and the persistence that he had never expressed. At the last moment, he used a touch of his remnant soul to absorb the monsters, and survived by luck.

Since then, he has fallen into an endless sleep.

Until more than a month ago, he was awakened by a strange and familiar force, but he lost his memory and fell into a deep sleep again. He didn't wake up until a few days ago.

I forgot most of the things, and I didn't even know if I was sleeping during that time, or if my body was controlled by others to do other things.

Otherwise, there would be no high-level monsters calling him the Demon Lord.

His soul has been depleted too much these days, and he is very satisfied to be able to last until this moment and to see Master.

The borrowed time these days should be used up.

Bai Yan wanted to help him up, but Ying Chaosheng refused.

"Master, this disciple still has something to say."

Bai Yan knew this disciple best, seeing him like this instantly understood, her eyes turned red for the first time.

When she saw Ying Chaosheng's life lamp go out, she didn't cry, and she wasn't so sad, but now her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by the palm of her hand, and the pain spread all over her body.

"My disciple's life was saved by Master. I am very grateful. Being able to become your disciple is a blessing from my previous life."

The devilish energy on Ying Chaosheng's body gradually faded away, with a slight smile on his face, like snow-white pear blossoms blooming under the warm spring sun.

"Unfortunately, this disciple is not up to date. He has made many mistakes, large and small, and always disappoints Master. Every time I kneel in front of you, this disciple is thinking, I really deserve to die for making Master unhappy again.
Your expression is as cold as ever, let me know that you are not unhappy, as if no matter what I did wrong, you still look calm, one day I think, is there anything that can make your face look different look.

As a result, the frequency of disciples making mistakes became more frequent, but Master, you have not allowed disciples to fulfill their wishes even once."

Unbelievable flashed in Bai Yan's eyes, it turned out that it was like this at the beginning.

Can.
She squatted down, the indifference of the past had long since disappeared from her face, and even her voice was tinged with the gentleness of the spring breeze: "I have never been disappointed in you."

there has never been!

Ying Chaosheng held the Bright Moon Sword and smiled, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Master, I still want to ask you a question."

Bai Yan suppressed the sadness in her eyes, and said, "Say it."

It was the first time for Ying Chaosheng to see other expressions on the expressionless Master's face, and for a moment he felt that it didn't make much sense whether he said it or not.

are leaving
"You treat your disciples differently from others, right?"

But I still want to know the answer, and I want to leave a star in Master's heart.

In an instant, Bai Yan's heart was twisted like a knife, and before she could speak, she saw Ying Chaosheng put his hands on the ground and knocked hard three times.

"Master, don't leave here, disciple."

He no longer wants to know the answer to this question, and that's good.

After the last word fell, his figure began to blur, and the Mingyue Sword, which had been tightly hugged in his arms, slid down with a "clang" and hit the ground.

"Ying Chaosheng!"

Bai Yan stretched out her arms to hug him, but her hands pierced through Ying Chaosheng's weakened body, and almost fell down, but fortunately, Lin Shuangjiang who was beside her helped him in time.

Ying Chaosheng's mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

"No, you are different from others."

You are the only disciple of my Bai Yan, so everything is special.

It's a pity that Ying Chaosheng, who turned into little stars and disappeared in the wind, can't hear
The Bright Moon Sword that fell on the ground, at the moment when Ying Chaosheng disappeared completely, there was a crisp breaking sound.

The Bright Moon Sword was broken.

At the beginning, it was held in the arms of the master and could not put it down, and fought side by side with the master to see the bright moon sword in the world.

broken.

Bai Yan gently picked up the broken Bright Moon Sword, her eyes were full of bitterness and pain.

The bright moon can never leave others.

(End of this chapter)