My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Entering the secret realm of Longyuan.

When Lou Yuxing came back, the sky was already turning white.

The bamboo door was pushed open from the outside, bringing in a wisp of coolness wrapped in morning dew.Ji Hantong looked up and saw Lou Yuxing holding the door frame and breathing heavily.

He was soaked all over, whether it was sweat or dew on his forehead. His hair was messy and stuck to the side of his face. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but his eyes were as bright as if they had been tempered.

“I got it.” Lou Yuxing’s voice was hoarse, but he couldn’t suppress the suppressed trembling in it.

He slowly opened his palms.

In the palm of the hand lies an object no more than the size of a baby’s fist. It is green in color and has an irregular shape, with the words “Qingyun Mountain” engraved on it.

Mo Wuyi put down the warm fox fur pendant in his hand.Standing up, the black cloak fell silently, and his eyes quietly stared at the inconspicuous green object in Lou Yuxing’s palm.

“You have been recognized by the Holy Stone,” there was a hint of complexity in his voice, “Then you should know it.”

Lou Yuxing nodded, his throat rolled, and he had no unnecessary words.He just carefully held the holy object in his hands, as if he was holding the heaviest and most precious thing in the world.

“Junior lived up to his expectations.”

He did not say what happened in the holy realm, nor what kind of tests he had experienced.

He just stood there, looking embarrassed but with his back straight.

*

Ji Hantong suddenly couldn’t understand.

The young man who broke down and cried bitterly in front of him and his senior brother, knelt down and begged, and the young man who grabbed the ground with his head in front of the master’s coffin and screamed hoarse, what kind of feelings did he have towards his master?

Is it the relationship between master and disciple…or something else?

Ji Hantong couldn’t help but think of himself.He has to leave eventually, so what will happen to his senior brother after his death?

When he thought that Shen Lanchuan might be as sad as Lou Yuxing, Ji Hantong’s heart felt like someone had pulled it hard, and he was in so much pain that he couldn’t help it.

“0621, I…do I have to leave after finishing the final plot?” Ji Hantong asked in a panic.

“This is according to the regulations, host.” System 0621 replied.

“Can’t you stay? Do I have to die at that time?” Ji Hantong asked unwillingly.

“I’m sorry host. In the original work, Immortal Yuheng was the Bai Yueguang character in the whole story. He immediately went offline after giving his life for the male protagonist Li Cangming. If you were still alive later, the plot would be messed up.” System 0621 said apologetically.

“Okay then…” Ji Hantong said disappointedly.

*

Mo Wuyi raised his hand and took the holy object from Lou Yuxing’s palm.The moment he took the holy object into his hands, a very faint blue light spread along Mo Wuyi’s fingertips, like vines and meridians, slowly climbing up his entire palm.

Mo Wuyi lowered his eyes and looked at the warm green color in his palm, and whispered: “That’s all.”

He did not delay. There was a secret connection between Lan Yue Sect and the holy objects in Qingyun Mountain that was difficult for others to see.Mo Wuyi held the holy object in one hand and made a secret with the other, and a very fine silver brilliance condensed from his fingertips.

The silver light is like a thread, entwining the sacred object of Qingyun Mountain.

There was no wind in the room, but the bamboo leaves began to rustle.

Ji Hantong felt his palm tighten – it was Shen Lanchuan who held his hand calmly.

He held it back, clasping his knuckles together, and looked together at the void that was being slowly torn apart by silver light and green light.

A fine line opened in the void.The fine lines just expanded quietly, with a light blue-silver luster flowing around the edges.

The door opened.

Inside the door is a hazy halo of flowing light that makes it difficult to see the specific scene, as if looking at the other side through a curtain of water.

Mo Wuyi stopped his hand, his face paler than before.He handed the holy object back to Lou Yuxing, his voice a little exhausted:

“Behind this is the Dragon Abyss Secret Realm.” He paused, “Be careful after entering. I have other arrangements to make. I’m afraid I can’t go in with you.”

Lou Yuxing solemnly took the holy object and put it in his arms, placing it close to his body.

Shen Lanchuan held Ji Hantong’s hand tightly and took the first step towards the light door.

Ji Hantong followed closely behind.

Lou Yuxing took a deep look at Mo Wuyi, bowed, and then strode in.

The light door closed silently behind them.

*

The moment he walked through the door, Ji Hantong subconsciously held his breath.

He was ready.

Be prepared to face the twisted and writhing flesh and rotten stench in Su Xin’s secret realm again.

Yet none of these.

What hit us was not decay and death, but a gentle, almost caressing wind.The wind carried the sweet smell of green grass warmed by the sun, the faint fragrance of unknown wild flowers, and the faint sound of flowing water that could be heard in the distance like the sound of a piano.

Ji Hantong was stunned on the spot.He slowly put down the hand on the hilt of the sword, and what he saw was an overwhelming green that was so intense that it was almost unreal.

It’s not the kind of dark green that’s deep and sinister, nor is it the dark green that’s filled with poisonous miasma.It is fresh and bright, almost dripping green after being soaked by the sunlight.

The three of them landed on a gentle slope.There is thick and soft grass under the feet, with grass blades up to the ankles, dotted with dots of wild flowers – goose yellow, lilac, and snow-white. The petals are still stained with the still-dry morning dew, which reflects in the light and reflects the bright light.

In the distance are rolling low hills with soft lines and covered with the same rich green.There is a shallow stream winding between the hills. The water is so clear that with Ji Hantong’s eyesight, he can even see the round pebbles at the bottom and the occasional small fish swimming by.

Further away, several towering ancient trees can be vaguely seen, with lush branches and leaves, and pavilions like canopies.

The sun shines down from nowhere and spreads gently in every corner of this world.

Ji Hantong was stunned for a long time and subconsciously looked at Shen Lanchuan.

Shen Lanchuan frowned slightly and slowly glanced around at everything that seemed beautiful around him.He didn’t say anything, but just brought Ji Hantong to his side.

Ji Hantong looked around.The spiritual energy here is rich and pure, and it can even be called a blessed place for cultivation.

“…This is wrong.” Ji Hantong said softly.

Lou Yuxing stood beside him, his face also full of disbelief.Subconsciously he touched the sacred object in his arms. The sacred object was slightly hot in his palm, as if to remind Lou Yuxing that this place was not an illusion.

“Master…” Lou Yuxing murmured.

*

“Go to the place with the strongest spiritual energy.” Shen Lanchuan said.

He didn’t explain why, but Ji Hantong understood.

If the Dragon Abyss Secret Realm is a place where filth is sealed, then the core of the seal must have gathered the strongest spiritual power in the entire secret realm, and there might be clues there.

The three of them chose a direction and headed towards the place where the spiritual energy was strongest.

The first section of the road was so beautiful that it was like being caught in a painting by mistake.

Ji Hantong couldn’t help but reach out to catch a falling petal.The petals are light pink, with a very light gold edge on the edges. The tentacles are warm and soft, and the veins are clear. Even the aura flowing between the veins is visible to the naked eye.

“It’s the Lingyuan flower.” Ji Hantong said softly, “This kind of flower has extremely high requirements on the environment. If the spiritual energy is slightly turbid, it will wither. I tried to cultivate it before, but failed.”

Ji Hantong gathered the petals in the palm of his hand, and when his spiritual power penetrated, the petals turned into a wisp of pure spiritual energy and blended into his meridians.

“It’s so clean here.” Shen Lanchuan suddenly said.

Ji Hantong raised his eyes to look at him.

“There are no traces of fighting, no bones of beasts, not even dead branches and leaves.” Shen Lanchuan’s eyes swept over the grass-covered hills, “All the trees and flowers are in their prime, and not a single one has aged or withered.”

“It seems to be frozen.” Ji Hantong said.

The further you go, the more obvious the “perfection” between heaven and earth becomes.

The color of the grass is no longer green, but a green that is almost solid, as green as fine jade.The colors of the wildflowers are getting brighter and brighter.

Ji Hantong felt a bone-chilling chill that shot straight from the soles of his feet to the sky.

This is not a blessed place, this is a prison.All living beings are forcibly imprisoned in the most beautiful moment by the rich spiritual energy.

Ji Hantong subconsciously shook Shen Lanchuan’s hand.Shen Lanchuan didn’t look at him, but held Ji Hantong’s hand tightly.

Lou Yuxing’s pace became faster and faster.He almost staggered forward and ran forward, his eyes fixed on the front.The rich aura was like an invisible thread, pulling him step by step deeper.

The holy object was intensely hot in his arms, so hot that it burned his skin through the fabric, but he was completely unaware of it.

Master.

Master is here.

He couldn’t smell Song Mianbai’s breath and couldn’t sense Song Mianbai’s spiritual power.But Lou Yuxing’s intuition told him that the master was somewhere deep in this secret realm.

Shen Lanchuan suddenly stopped.Ji Hantong followed his line of sight –

There are no longer continuous grassy slopes and streams ahead.

The world suddenly opens up here, like a picture that has been suddenly torn open, revealing a completely different layer of texture underneath.

It was a huge jade heart orchid that covered the sky and the sun.

Ji Hantong has seen Jade Heart Orchid.The thousand-year-old jade heart orchid in the jade box of Duobao Pavilion is as warm as jade and as white as snow. It is the embodiment of the purest things in heaven and earth.

The one in front of me is as tall as several people.The rhizomes are thick and intertwined and pierce deep into the ground; the branches and leaves are layered and stretch out in all directions, each leaf is as big as a canopy, covering the entire sky.

It should be as white as jade.

But at this moment, that Yingbai is being swallowed up bit by bit.

Countless black lines spread from the roots, like spider webs and blood vessels, slowly clinging to every leaf and inch of stem.

Wherever the black lines pass, the edges of the leaves begin to curl up and scorch, turning from bright white to gray, and then from gray to deathly black.

And those leaves that have not had time to be polluted still maintain a perfect posture, with a soft luster flowing in the sunlight.

Just like every flower and tree they saw along the way.

Yu Xinlan’s body was constantly radiating an aura that made Ji Hantong instinctively nauseous.

It wasn’t the rotten stench that hit the face in Su Xin’s secret realm, but a more obscure and sticky stench.It is hidden in the overly rich aura, like a drop of ink falling into clear water. It is colorless and invisible, but it dyes the entire water black bit by bit.

“It’s foul smell.” Shen Lanchuan’s voice was as cold as ice.

Shen Lanchuan raised his hand, and the pure Jun sword was unsheathed.The sword shined like a drill, and he raised his hand and slashed at the jade heart orchid.

However, when the sword intent plunged into the mist, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing even a single ripple.The mist was not even dispersed at all, it just swayed slightly and gathered again.

Ji Hantong’s heart beat like a drum, and he stared at the jade heart orchid, staring at the black lines that were slowly spreading, swallowing up all pure things.

“Senior brother,” Ji Hantong’s voice was trembling, “this jade heart orchid…if I guess correctly, it is alive and has even developed consciousness.”

Shen Lanchuan’s sword paused slightly.

Lou Yuxing stood in front of the jade heart orchid.

He raised his head and looked at the branches and leaves that blocked the sky and the sun, and at the leaves that were eroded by black lines and were slowly withering.The holy object was so hot in Lou Yuxing’s arms that it almost burned through the fabric of his clothes, but he didn’t seem to notice it.

He saw it.

Under the layers of huge leaves, between the interlaced roots and stems, there is a thin gap that is almost completely covered.

A faint green light leaked from the gap.

It was not the jade heart orchid’s own bright white aura, but another light that made Lou Yuxing more familiar and warm.

Lou Yuxing stumbled over.

He knelt in front of the gap, and with trembling fingers he peeled away the half-withered roots that had been eroded by black lines.

The palm of his hand was scratched by the rough bark, and blood oozed from his fingertips, but Lou Yuxing felt no pain.He only felt that the green light was getting closer and brighter.

Finally, he pushed aside the last coiled root, revealing Lou Yuxing’s longing face.

The man’s long hair was scattered, covering most of his face. The exposed half of his face was as pale as paper, with chapped lips, droopy eyelashes, and his breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Lou Yuxing knelt there, his whole body stiff, as if he had been struck by a silent thunder.

He opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was filled with lead.

Lou Yuxing tried his best to squeeze out a broken syllable from his tearing throat:

“…Master.”

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The author has something to say: Chapter 36: Jade Heart Orchid was born in the extremely pure and blessed place where spiritual veins meet.

Chapter 42: Qingyun Mountain is located at the intersection of two spiritual veins.

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