My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Senior brother will always be here

In the Zichen Hall, the aftermath of the sword energy has not yet ceased.

The huge golden plaque with “Purple Chen Palace” engraved on it at the door cracked from the middle. The spiderweb-like cracks spread to the entire door frame, and the debris fell down, mixing into the mess on the ground.

Centered around the place where the two met just now, the spiritual stone used to pave the ground was completely turned into powder, revealing the dark brown soil layer below.There were several sword marks several inches deep on the surrounding stone pillars. The edges were as smooth as mirrors. The strong sword energy had not dissipated for a long time, and the air was filled with the lingering smell of blood.

In the courtyard outside the palace, several thousand-year-old spiritual trees carefully cultivated by Shen Fu were cut in half by the escaped sword energy. The cuts were smooth, and the broken trees fell over, crushing half of the flower bed.The guards and disciples of Zichen Valley who came from a distance formed a circle only a few dozen feet away. They all had pale faces, and no one dared to come even close.

The dark figure that caused all this has long since disappeared at the end of the sky beyond the gap, leaving only a sharp sword mark that lingers for a long time.

In the center of the hall, Shen Fu slowly turned around.The priceless purple uniform on his body was damaged in many places, especially on the left shoulder. The fabric and the protective soft armor inside were completely torn and torn by a sword energy. The skin and flesh were vaguely visible, and blood was slowly oozing out.He lowered his head to look at the injury on his shoulder, then raised his eyes to look in the direction where Shen Lanchuan disappeared. Instead of showing much anger on his face, he twitched the corners of his mouth into something that looked like a smile but not a smile.

“Tsk…” Shen Fu cursed in a low voice, took out a jar of powder and sprinkled it on the wound, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

“This kid really doesn’t show mercy at all. In order to rush back, he even dares to use tricks like Nie Mie, which can hurt the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred times… Then is Ji Hantong so important to him?”

Thinking of Shen Lanchuan’s suddenly blood-red eyes just now after hearing the message, and the crazy sword movement that almost killed them all, a complicated light flashed in Shen Fu’s eyes.

“Daoxuan really gave him a bit of a human touch.” Shen Fu chuckled with unknown meaning, then touched the wound, and hissed softly, “But this cultivation level is really amazing. If time passes, I’m afraid… it may not be able to suppress him. It’s a pity that after all, he made a wedding dress for someone else.”

Shen Fu shook his head and said no more.

There was deathly silence in the palace, only the sound of the wind blowing through the ruined door.After a moment, from the shadow of the side hall, a moon-white figure walked out slowly.

Shen Xuzhi was still wearing the seemingly warm brocade robe, with his usual impeccable smile on his face, as if the devastating scene in the palace had nothing to do with him.He stepped slowly and slowly, stepping over the broken spiritual stones and fallen jade, and stopped a few steps in front of Shen Fushen.

“Father,” Shen Xuzhi nodded slightly, his tone still gentle, “Has the mission been accomplished?”

When Shen Fu looked at his son, the half-smiling expression on his face faded, and deep in his eyes appeared obsession and respect.

He did not immediately respond to Shen Xuzhi’s words. Instead, he raised his hand to straighten his damaged clothes, and then slowly knelt down. His movements showed an almost rigid order that was completely different from his usual publicity.

“Master,” Shen Fu raised his face and looked up at Shen Xuzhi devoutly, “it’s done.”

“Yes,” Shen Xuzhi responded softly, his eyes sweeping over the injury on Shen Fu’s shoulder. His eyes were calm, without worry or blame, as if he was looking at an insignificant item.

He paused and took another half step forward, getting closer to Shen Fu.This distance has slightly exceeded the ordinary boundary between “father and son”, with a subtle sense of intrusion.Shen Xuzhi raised his hand, and his fingertips seemed to want to touch the wound on Shen Fu’s shoulder, but he stopped just before touching it and just hovered there.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice soft.

Shen Fu’s body trembled slightly for a moment, like fear, but more like excitement.He lowered his eyelashes and avoided Shen Xuzhi’s gaze. His Adam’s apple rolled before he whispered, “It’s okay, just a little flesh wound.”

The smile on Shen Xuzhi’s face remained unchanged, and even became softer, but the movements of his hands were completely opposite to his expression.

He stretched out his fingers, poked into Shen Fu’s wound, and stirred vigorously.

“Well…”

Shen Fu groaned, his body suddenly tensed up, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Sharp pain surged from the wound, far clearer and closer than when the sword energy penetrated it just now.

He could clearly feel Shen Xu’s cool fingertips stirring in his warm flesh and blood, his movements slow and slow, with an almost cruel grace.

Blood gurgled out along the damaged clothing, quickly soaking Shen Xuzhi’s fingertips, and then dripped to the ground, spreading a small patch of dazzling dark red in the ruins.

However, the expected anger or resistance did not materialize.

Instead of retreating or struggling, Shen Fu’s tense body leaned forward in an almost surrendering posture, completely delivering the injured shoulder to Shen Xu’s hands.He clenched his teeth and enjoyed the lingering pain, but the light of obsession and fanaticism in the eyes that looked up at Shen Xuzhi grew stronger and stronger like wildfire, almost overflowing his eyes.There was no resentment there, just a twisted, almost sacrificial piety.

“Master…” Shen Fu’s voice was trembling due to pain, but it contained a strange sense of satisfaction, “It is my honor to be touched by you…”

Shen Xuzhi lowered his eyes and looked at him. The movement of his fingertips stopped, but he did not withdraw immediately.He just left his fingers in the bloody wound, feeling the trembling of the texture under his palm and the moistness of the warm blood. The warm smile on his face did not change at all, but his eyes were cold.

“It’s so fun,” Shen Xuzhi repeated softly, with a slightly rising tone at the end, with a hint of amusement, “Father, you are the owner of Zichen Valley, a well-known figure in the world of cultivation. Do you really have no dissatisfaction with being treated like this by me?”

He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between the two of them, and pressed his fingertips harshly inside.His warm breath almost brushed against Shen Fu’s forehead, and his voice was lowered, like a whisper between lovers, but every word was like an ice pick:

“You are kneeling at my feet now, like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.”

Shen Xuzhi said the last few words very softly, but they were like a whip with a barb, hitting Shen Fu’s heart hard.

Shen Fu’s body trembled violently, and his face became even paler due to blood loss and pain, but the light in his eyes was frighteningly bright.Instead of being irritated by these extremely humiliating words, he seemed to be completely ignited with some kind of secret excitement by the word “dog”.He even unconsciously rubbed his cheek against the back of Shen Xuzhi’s other hanging hand, his movements dependent and humble.

“I’ve never…never been unwilling…” Shen Fu gasped rapidly, his words incoherent but extremely firm.

He raised his head, his eyes so hot that he almost swallowed up Shen Xuzhi:

“Being a master’s dog is a blessing that a slave can only dream of. The master can treat the slave however he wants, as long as… as long as the master does not abandon the slave.”

At the end of the sentence, there was a hint of imperceptible trembling and fear in his voice, as if the word “abandon” made him more desperate than Ling Chi’s words.

Shen Xuzhi listened quietly, and the perfect smile on his face finally loosened slightly. It was not an expression of emotion, but a deeper, complex look that was mixed with boredom and a satisfied desire for control.He slowly pulled out his bloody finger, bringing out some minced meat and more blood.

Shen Fu groaned in pain, his body swayed, but he still knelt upright, his eyes closely following Shen Xuzhi’s hand, as if the blood-stained fingers were some kind of holy object.

Shen Xuzhi raised his blood-stained fingers to his eyes and carefully examined the dazzling red color. Then, under Shen Fu’s almost crazy gaze, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked away a drop of blood from his fingertips.

Shen Fu’s breathing suddenly stopped, his pupils tightened, and his whole figure seemed to be hit by an invisible electric current, freezing in place. Immediately, indescribable ecstasy and deeper obsession overwhelmed him.

“It tastes good.” Shen Xuzhi commented, his tone as calm as if he was commenting on a cup of tea.He took out a snow-white silk handkerchief, wiped his fingers slowly until every inch of his skin was clean, and then casually threw the blood-stained silk handkerchief in front of Shen Fu.

“Wipe it clean, clean up yourself and this mess.” Shen Xuzhi ordered, his voice returning to its usual gentleness.

He paused and turned his gaze to the north, a hint of coldness and excitement flashing across his eyes.

“My good big brother, doesn’t he value his pure and pure junior brother the most? I really want… I really want to get his junior brother to be a dog for me, and he should be more perfectly tame than the one at my feet.”

Almost at the same moment, Taixuan Dao Sect, the main peak preaching hall.

Ji Hantong’s face was already as pale as paper.

He half-knelt beside Li Cangming, placing one hand on the young man’s trembling vest. Pure and gentle spiritual power flowed desperately into the body that was on the verge of collapse like a trickle, forcibly protecting his heart and several major blood points.

Li Cangming’s condition was extremely bad.The young man’s eyes were tightly closed, thin blood streaks continued to ooze from his seven orifices, and the purple blood vessels under his skin bulged fiercely, as if they would burst at any time.

Ji Hantong’s forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and the spiritual energy in his body poured out like a flood.The sudden loss of contact with 0621 completely disrupted his plan. Without the system to assist in precise control of the stable channel, he could only rely on his own cultivation to channel the violent spiritual power of Li Cangming and stabilize his foundation in the most primitive and most resource-consuming way.

But this is far from enough.The massive energy required for the awakening of the Chaos Immortal Bone is frantically squeezing Li Cangming’s own life force as fuel.The spiritual power that Ji Hantong input was like a drop in the bucket and could only postpone his death. Unless he recklessly used his own power to fill the hole for Li Cangming, there would be no possibility for Li Cangming to survive.

Just when Ji Hantong gritted his teeth and decided to fight to the death, System 0621 finally appeared.

“Host… Host, you… you wait a moment.” System 0621 was panting, and his voice sounded like he had run dozens of 800 meters.

Ji Hantong’s face lit up and he quickly asked, “0621 You’re finally here. The situation is urgent. Quickly build a bridge between me and Li Cangming. It’s too late to delay it any longer.”

“First… don’t worry,” System 0621 adjusted his breathing, “I have a way for you to save Li Cangming without losing your cultivation, but it may have some side effects.”

“What?” Ji Hantong didn’t expect that there would be a turning point.

“I got a good thing from the General Administration. After you eat it, supplement it with your own spiritual power, and deliver the medicine to Li Cangming, then you will not lose hundreds of years of cultivation, but your memory and body will temporarily regress for a period of time. I don’t know how many years ago it has regressed.” System 0621 said excitedly.

“It’s okay, aren’t you still here? Just tell me.” Ji Hantong didn’t care.

“Ahem…what, I may have to leave for a while soon. I’ve worked with you for so many years, so I have to take a break, right?” the system wrote, pretending to be casual.

Ji Hantong was silent for a while before speaking: “Thank you, 0621.”

He is not a fool, how could he not see that 0621 was being punished.0621 has been with him for so many years, and the two of them have basically spent the past few hundred years just messing around, never doing daily tasks, and not saving any wealth. It is impossible for him to have points to exchange for such good things. He probably stole it from the headquarters.

Although System 0621 always boasts that it has a boss who is very powerful in the fast-traveling game, but there is a lot of water in it. The so-called boss is definitely not that powerful, and there is no way to protect 0621 from being punished.

“After this incident, I will definitely complete the task seriously,” Ji Hantong promised solemnly, “I will earn a lot of points to redeem you and buy you snacks.”

System 0621 was moved to tears: “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Host, you are so kind. I will find you as soon as I return from my vacation.”

After saying that, they no longer delayed and immediately took action to help Li Cangming complete the ritual of awakening the immortal bone.

In the sky above Taixuan Dao Sect, an ink-colored stream of light tore through the sky at a speed that was almost self-destructive and broke in brazenly.

“Hantong——!”

Shen Lanchuan didn’t even have time to land his consciousness on the top of the peak before he frantically swept towards the main peak’s missionary hall.When he sensed the whirlpool of spiritual power that had not calmed down there, he felt that his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, almost bursting.

The Chunjun Sword let out a sharp cry, carrying its owner straight down to the main peak like a meteor.

“Senior Brother Mingshu!”

“Immortal Lord!”

Outside the preaching hall, several left-behind elders headed by Xin Xuezhen and dozens of elite disciples were waiting in strict formation, working together to support a crumbling isolation barrier to prevent the terrifying spiritual vortex inside from completely erupting and spreading to the entire main peak.

Seeing Shen Lanchuan’s return, a hint of surprise flashed across Xin Xuezhen’s eyes, which was immediately replaced by deeper worries: “Senior brother, you are back! Senior brother Yu Heng and Li Cangming are still inside. The spiritual vortex is too weird and powerful. We dare not rush in for fear of disturbing senior brother Yu Heng’s rescue.”

Shen Lanchuan didn’t hear what Xin Xuezhen said at all.His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was as pale as a ghost due to the backlash caused by the forced suppression of the sword move Annihilation. Only those eyes that had always been cold and silent were now burning with terrifying flames.He took a step forward, and the sharp sword energy around him burst out uncontrollably, forcing the two disciples who were slightly closer to stagger back.

“Get out of the way!”

Shen Lanchuan’s voice was hoarse, and he raised his hand to forcefully break through the isolation barrier.

“Senior brother, no!” Xin Xuezhen was shocked and hurriedly stopped him, “Although the spiritual storm is weakening at the moment, the internal situation is unknown. A hasty attack may cause a second explosion and hurt senior brother Yu Heng!”

Shen Lanchuan’s hand froze in mid-air, and his fingertips trembled slightly due to exertion.He stared at the barrier, as if he could see the person inside that haunted him.

Hantong…you’d better be fine.

If something happens to you…

This thought only rose halfway before being swallowed up by boundless panic.He didn’t dare to think about it.

Time was stretched infinitely in the anxious waiting, and every breath was like being boiled in a frying pan.The aura on Shen Lanchuan’s body became increasingly unstable, and there were faint signs of internal injuries that could not be suppressed under the extreme emotional fluctuations. There was even a trace of blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth, but he was completely unaware of it and just stared at the door of the mission hall.

Finally——

The whirlpool of spiritual energy that had been raging for a long time seemed to be suddenly cut off by an invisible hand, and completely subsided without warning.

The distorted halo and terrifying pressure that shrouded the mission hall faded away like a tide, leaving only the devastated buildings and a dead silence.

Outside the barrier, everyone held their breath involuntarily.

Shen Lanchuan was the first to make a move. His figure flashed and he rushed in like a ghost.

“Senior brother, be careful!” Xin Xuezhen couldn’t stop him in time, so he could only hurriedly lead a few elders to follow him.

Inside the mission hall, the scene was far more shocking than what was perceived outside.

The ground is covered with deep criss-crossing ravines, several load-bearing stone pillars were broken, and a large hole was opened in the roof, letting in direct sunlight.The originally neat tables and chairs had long been turned into powder, mixed with broken spiritual stones and talisman papers to form a thick layer.

And in the center of this mess, two people were lying quietly.

A little further away, Li Cangming’s eyes were tightly closed, his body was stained with blood, his robe was in pieces, and his exposed skin was covered with horrific scars.But there was still a slight rise and fall in his chest, and the violent and chaotic aura around him had now settled down, and it was obvious that he was seriously overdrawn.

However, Shen Lanchuan’s eyes only stayed on him for a moment, and then he was firmly attracted to another place like a magnet——

Less than three feet away from Li Cangming, a small figure was curled up.

That was a child who looked to be only four or five years old.

The child was wearing a moon-white monk’s robe that was obviously too wide and trailed to the ground. The corners and cuffs of the robe were still stained with blood and dust.He was extremely small, huddled in his robe, revealing only a small, bloodless face, and long black, satin-like soft hair scattered on the ground.

The small face is as delicate as jade, and the features of Ji Hantong’s eyebrows can vaguely be seen as an adult, but they are more immature, and the cold majesty of the immortal has faded away, leaving only the unprepared innocence of a child.The long eyelashes are like two small fans, casting a light shadow under the eyelids.The iconic cinnabar mole at the end of his eye was still there, but it was much smaller, and the spot on his pale skin was shockingly red.

At this moment, the child’s eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing was so shallow that it was almost imperceptible. His small body rose and fell slightly with his breathing, as if he was so fragile that he could break at the touch of a touch.

Shen Lanchuan’s footsteps suddenly stopped, and his mind went blank.The pair of eyes that were blood red due to eagerness and panic slowly showed confusion and disbelief at this moment, and they were firmly fixed on that small figure.

Is this Hantong?

The idea was so ridiculous that it made his fingertips shiver.

Xin Xuezhen and others who rushed in immediately saw this scene, and all of them gasped in horror and lost their voices:

“T-That’s…?!”

“Senior Brother Yuheng?! How could…”

A well-informed elder’s voice trembled, and his eyes looked at the child with horror, “Immortal Yuheng has suffered such a serious loss of origin… He can’t even maintain his body?!”

These words were like an ice pick piercing Shen Lanchuan’s eardrums.The origin is lost…the body cannot be maintained…

He suddenly came back to his senses and rushed forward, but when he was about to touch the small figure, he stopped abruptly.Shen Lanchuan didn’t dare to touch it, fearing that the blood on his hands would stain him, and he was even more afraid that everything in front of him was just an illusion caused by serious injuries and would be shattered at the touch of a touch.

Shen Lanchuan knelt down and stretched out his hand, his fingertips hanging on the child’s nose. When he felt the weak but real warm breath, his heartstrings that had been tense to the limit suddenly relaxed, and what followed was an even sharper fear and heartache, which almost overwhelmed him.

His eyes greedily traced the child’s immature brows, the small bridge of the nose, the bloodless, slightly pursed lips… and finally landed on the familiar cinnabar mole.Yes, it was his little piece of wood. Even if it looked like this, he would never admit it.

But how could his Han Tong, the junior brother who always acted coquettishly and always had a lively smile on his face, become like this?

To save Li Cangming?For that disciple who just became a disciple?

The overwhelming anger and heart-wrenching sourness surged again, but were suppressed by the extremely fragile little figure in front of him.Now is not the time to be angry, Hantong needs him.

Shen Lanchuan took a deep breath and suppressed the bloody smell in his throat and the burning pain in his organs.He carefully gathered the large robe to ensure that it would not touch the child’s delicate skin. Then he stretched out his arms and used the gentlest and most cautious force in his life to hold the small, weightless body firmly into his arms.

The child seemed to feel movement in his dream. He frowned unconsciously and let out a squeak as thin as a gnat. His head instinctively dug into Shen Lanchuan’s warm chest, looking for a more stable place.

This act of total dependence was like a feather, gently scratching Shen Lanchuan’s scarred heart, causing a sour itching.He tightened his arms to protect the person more firmly in his arms, carefully wrapping him with his own body temperature and spiritual power to isolate him from the chill and disturbance of the outside world.

It wasn’t until he held the person completely firmly in his arms that Shen Lanchuan seemed to have regained his breathing and heartbeat.He raised his head and looked at Xin Xuezhen. His eyes had returned to their usual coldness, but there was a terrifying storm surging in the depths.

“Li Cangming,” Shen Lanchuan’s voice was a little tired, “I’ll bother Junior Brother Xin first. We must save him at all costs. He cannot lose his life.”

Immediately, Shen Lanchuan’s eyes swept over everyone present, and the pressure and chill in his eyes made everyone lower their heads involuntarily.

“If one word of what happened today is leaked,” Shen Lanchuan said word by word, each word tinged with ice, “No matter who it is, we will kill without mercy.”

There is an undercurrent surging in the world of cultivation now. Even though the two of them rarely make enemies on weekdays, if the news that Yuheng Immortal Lord has turned into a child spreads, Shen Lanchuan cannot guarantee what will happen.

“Yes.” Everyone responded in unison with awe in their hearts.

Xin Xuezhen looked at the departing figure of his senior brother, and then at the dying Li Cangming on the ground. He sighed, and quickly directed his troops to come forward for treatment, and immediately began to deal with the scene and block the news.

At this moment, Xiao Ji Hantong, who was carefully protected in Shen Lanchuan’s arms, was completely unaware of everything happening in the outside world.Wrapped in the familiar and reassuring breath, he fell into a dark and sweet dream, and fell asleep soundly in his senior brother’s arms.

But the pale face and weak breath silently told the danger and price just now.

Shen Lanchuan held his sword and flew towards Cangwu Peak at a steady speed, no longer as crazy as before.He lowered his head and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the child in his arms. His fingertips gently brushed his soft forehead, wiping away a little bit of dust.

The hands that had always been as stable as mountains were trembling slightly at this moment.

“Hantong…” Shen Lanchuan called in a low voice, his voice hoarse and trembling with the trembling of the rest of his life, “Senior brother is back.”

“Don’t be afraid.”

No matter what you have become, no matter how many unknown winds and rains there are on the road ahead.

Senior brother is here.

Always there.

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The author has something to say: Again, I am really not bt

Let’s talk briefly about what babies can buy on demand later.What follows will probably be a mini-play of amnesia and distortion. Xiao Ji’s memory will go back to before the time travel. Because there is no system this time, he feels confused about this strange world and is wary of everyone, but his body will still subconsciously rely on his senior brother.

By the way, is it true that no one is interested in my advance payment? It’s so uncomfortable to be stuck at 191. I really want to see it break 200. Can you guys collect it? [Please] [Please] [Please] [Please]

Banxia novel, a lot of fun