Lin Chaochen, who was kneeling by the bed, slowly closed his eyes, his memory couldn't help turning back to many years ago...

Lin Chaochen is a person with deep thoughts, and he has been like this since he was a child.

Even his closest senior brother didn't know that his senior brother Lin Chaochen had already observed the relationship between Xueyu Meizhou and the three of them, and became more and more sensitive because of this.

—Qiu Wanyou was born in a family of comprehension, the son of an immortal. And people like them would always accept a few descendants of family acquaintances as disciples. Before the emergence of several major sects of cultivation headed by Tianmian Palace, the cultivation world basically had such a family inheritance.

Before Li Fuyue, Qiu Wanyou had two such disciples.

However, although he did his best to teach, the talents of those two disciples were not very good after all. It is precisely because of this that Qiu Wanyou, who has extremely high demands on his disciples, has always counted them as registered disciples.

He never remembered to write the names of those two people in the Xueyu Meizhou disciple book, let alone let them stay in the Xueyu Meizhou, but only occasionally taught them.

One of the registered disciples was Lin Chaochen's aunt Lin Fangyi.

She had devoted herself to cultivating in Tianshui Palace, until an accident happened one day.

——The tide of fierce beasts broke out in the mortal world, and the Lin family went to solve the matter, but they didn't expect that the whole family would be involved that time. Even this ancient family of comprehension has declined because of this.

After hearing this, Lin Chaochen's aunt immediately left Tianmian Palace to avenge her family.

However, Lin Fangyi was one step late when she finally went back.

When Lin Fangyi rushed over, only her nephew Lin Chaochen was left in the Lin family.

Lin Fangyi was so shocked that she completely abandoned her reason. She recklessly rushed into the unending tide of ferocious beasts, only thinking of revenge for her family.

In the end, Lin Fangyi was seriously injured and only breathed his last.

At this moment, she finally regained her remaining sanity.

For Lin Fangyi who values ​​his family, the most important thing at this time is his nephew Lin Chaochen.

Therefore, she who had worshiped Tianmian Palace for many years and never begged Qiu Wanyou, finally returned to the sect with her last breath.

Covered in blood, Lin Fangyi knelt outside the snowy Meizhou with her last breath, holding a crying baby in her arms.

Qiu Wanyou's family and the Lin family are old friends, and with Lin Fangyi's request, Qiu Wanyou will take Lin Chaochen under no matter what.

Therefore, unlike Li Fenglan, Qiu Wanyou's acceptance of Lin Chaochen as a disciple was not his own will.

It can even be said to be a helpless move.

Thousands of years ago, Meizhou was covered in snow.

Lin Chaochen, dressed in white, was dancing his sword among the mist and plum blossoms, and his movements were very smooth. The young man didn't know how long he had practiced the sword, even though it was snowing all the year round and the temperature was extremely low, beads of sweat still appeared on Lin Chaochen's forehead.

"No." At this time, the man sitting under the tree suddenly interrupted his movements.

Hearing this, Lin Chaochen immediately stopped.

He hurriedly put down the long sword in his hand, and saluted Qiu Wan, "Yes, Master."

Qiu Wanyou stood up slowly. Using the Wumei branch as a sword, he made two casual gestures, and then said to Lin Chaochen, "That's it, do you understand?"

Seeing this, Lin Chaochen bit his lips slowly.

At that time Lin Chaochen was only in his teens, even though his talent was equally outstanding, such a move was still too difficult for him.

However, Lin Chaochen was silent for a while, then nodded to Qiu Wanyou and said, "I understand, Master."

"Well, go back and meditate when you're done practicing." Qiu Wanyou didn't speak anymore, he sat down and continued drinking.

"Yes." Lin Chaochen saluted again, and then walked slowly towards Xianyun Palace.

When he got to a place where no one was around, his eyes turned red with a "swipe".

After all, Lin Chaochen was only in his teens, and his mind was extremely sensitive. When he was in a place where no one was around, his grievances came all at once.

—From the time he could remember, Lin Chaochen felt that the relationship between Master and Senior Brother was really good. And in the snowy Meizhou, he was like a different kind, an inexplicable intruder.

...Perhaps in Qiu Wanyou's heart, it is indeed so.

Lin Chaochen was not jealous of the relationship between the master and the senior brother, after all, the two had known each other for hundreds of years. And at this time, he has the same love for his master and senior brother.

But at this moment, he finally shed tears because of the sword move just now.

If it were placed outside the snowy Meizhou, Lin Chaochen would definitely be a genius among geniuses.

But in the snowy Meizhou, with Li Fuyue as the "perfect apprentice" as a backdrop, everything he did seemed so clumsy. At this moment, Lin Chaochen, who was only in his teens, only felt aggrieved.

He leaned on a stalk of misty plum and sat down slowly.

Lin Chaochen didn't want to cry, but as a young man, he was not very good at controlling his emotions. Although she tried her best to calm down, the tears still fell drop by drop.

"It's useless..." he said softly.

——Lin Chaochen at this time is not the slightest bit similar to the sword-wielding Immortal Venerable of the future Tianmian Palace.

However, when he was secretly annoyed, there was a sound of footsteps in Lin Chaochen's ear.

Before he could wipe away the tears on his cheeks with his sleeves, Lin Chaochen saw a familiar white figure sitting casually on the edge of the snow just like himself.

"What's the matter, Dust?" Just as he was speaking, the visitor wiped away the teardrops on the young man's face with his sleeve without any distaste.

"Brother..." Lin Chaochen was stunned for a moment, and buried his face in his knees, "It's nothing." He said sullenly.

Li Fuyue didn't speak, he smiled, then stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his junior brother's head.

But Lin Chaochen dodged subconsciously, and muttered: "I'm already sixteen years old, why is my brother still like this..."

"Sixteen years old?" Li Fuyue smiled, and rubbed his junior brother's head more wantonly, "Your senior brother and I are hundreds of years old. No matter how old you are, you are still a child in front of me."

"What kid..." Lin Chaochen said dissatisfied again.

In fact, what Li Fuyue said was not wrong.

After Lin Chaochen came to Snowy Meizhou, his aunt Lin Fangyi died of injuries. As for Qiu Wanyou, who doesn't stick to common customs, naturally he doesn't know how to take care of a baby. Therefore, in the following years, Li Fuyue played almost all the roles of Lin Chaochen's "relatives".

At the same time, for Li Fuyue, since his family was ruined and his family died, he also entrusted part of his family affection to Lin Chaochen.

Logically speaking, there is no problem for Li Fuyue to say this.

But now hearing what the other party said, Lin Chaochen inexplicably wanted to refute.

Li Fuyue seemed to have heard the conversation between Lin Chaochen and Qiu Wanyou just now. Sitting next to the young man, he sighed and said, "Did you not understand what Master said just now? It doesn't matter, just ask him again. He looks very serious, but he will never be angry when you ask him."

As Qiu Wanyou's big disciple, Li Fenglan shared her experience very sincerely.

But for some reason, his junior brother actually became more and more aggrieved the more he listened.

Seeing Lin Chaochen's eyes suddenly turned red again, Li Fuyue couldn't help but sighed softly, and finally... stretched out her hand, and pinched Lin Chaochen's cheek.

It feels so good! !

Lin Chaochen, who was only sixteen years old, was still childish, with a little baby fat on his face.

Li Fuyue liked to pinch her junior brother's face since she was young, but after Lin Chaochen grew up, he hadn't done it for a long time.

This time seeing Lin Chaochen sitting here angry with herself, Li Fuyue finally couldn't help but attack him...

"Brother?" Sensing Li Fuyue's movements, Lin Chaochen raised his head to look at him suspiciously.

Li Fuyue cleared her throat, pretending to be serious and said: "Senior brother sees something on your face, please take it off for you."

"I see." Lin Chaochen nodded without doubting his intentions.

"Okay." Speaking of this, Li Fenglan suddenly got up, and then pulled Lin Chaochen up, "Let's go, I'll take you to find Master."

Before Lin Chaochen refused, Li Fuyue took his junior brother's hand and walked towards the foggy plum forest.

It is strange to say that Li Fuyue is obviously a swordsman, and is also a powerful swordsman famous in the cultivation world, but his hands are extremely soft except for one or two small calluses.

At this moment, being held by such a cool but soft hand, Lin Chaochen felt as if he had been struck by a tiny electric current.

— Li Fuyue walked away in a hurry, he didn't see that his junior brother's face turned slightly red.

The location where Li Fuyue and Lin Chaochen were just now was not far from the place where Qiu Wanyou drank.

So the two hadn't walked a few steps before they saw Qiu Wanyou sitting under the misty plum.

Seeing that it was Li Fuyue who came, Qiu Wanyou smiled slightly at him and called out "Fuyue."

Li Fuyue bowed to the master, then sat opposite Qiu Wanyou, and chatted with him about the recent cultivation of the younger brother.

Unlike when facing Lin Chaochen, as soon as he talked about cultivation with Li Fuyue, Qiu Wanyou talked more.

He and Li Fuyue are both powerful men with profound cultivation, and they talked about topics that Lin Chaochen, who was only sixteen years old, could not understand.

"...Master, Achen's talent is good, but he is only sixteen years old after all. I think you can teach him a little more basicly." Li Fuyue seriously suggested.

What he said was obviously correct, but hearing what Li Fuyue said, Lin Chaochen was inexplicably unhappy.

At this time, the legend about Li Fuyue has spread throughout the cultivation world. So Lin Chaochen knew early on how powerful his senior brother was. Thinking about it, if it was Li Fuyue today, she would definitely not fail to understand Master's teachings.

"That's it." Qiu Wanyou took a sip of wine and said to himself, "I was negligent. You were too talented back then, so I got used to teaching apprentices like this."

"Eh…"

Hearing Master's words, Li Fuyue turned around subconsciously, wanting to see if Lin Chaochen felt sad because of Qiu Wanyou's words.

He saw—the younger brother really pursed his lips, and lowered his head slightly.

Li Fuyue couldn't bear it and walked over, lightly patted his junior brother on the shoulder.

"It's okay, senior brother," Lin Chaochen said in a low voice, he paused, "I will practice my sword hard."

Lin Chaochen was indeed a little sad at the moment, but the reason for his sadness was different from what Li Fenglan thought.

Lin Chaochen is not afraid of being scolded by his master, nor is he afraid of being said to be inferior to his senior brother, he is just a little afraid that he is not worthy to stand with Li Fuyue.

—Before that, Lin Chaochen, who was only sixteen years old, didn't have much obsession with cultivation and becoming stronger. But after that, he finally began to pursue a more powerful force.

After talking with Qiu Wanyou about his junior brother's cultivation status, the two of them communicated with each other about their recent insights. Qiu Wanyou, who was usually reticent, gradually talked more.

Lin Chaochen was standing behind Li Fuyue, but Qiu Wanyou didn't seem to see his little apprentice.

At this time, Lin Chaochen only felt that there was a tacit understanding between the master and the senior brother that he had never had, cultivated for hundreds of years.

Obviously, every time they face their senior or master alone, they get along harmoniously, at worst they can be called normal.

But whenever the three of them stay together, he always has a feeling of being excluded...

At this time, Lin Chaochen only felt that this was a tacit understanding formed by getting along with each other for a long time. However, after a few years, he will find out that this so-called "tacit understanding" is intentional by Qiu Wanyou.

As a person who can be alone with Li Fuyue but stay in the snowy Meizhou for three hundred years and not let his apprentice go out for a day. If it weren't for Lin Fangyi's great trust before his death, and the relationship between the entire Lin family and him, how could Qiu Wanyou let Lin Chaochen intrude into his and Li Fuyue's lives.

But now, even though Lin Chaochen had already arrived in the snowy Meizhou, he still intentionally or unintentionally made the other party realize that he was an unexpected intruder.

Lin Chaochen didn't like this feeling.

Perhaps before realizing this, Lin Chaochen was just sensitive and dependent on his senior brother.

But after realizing this, Lin Chaochen had the idea of ​​monopolizing his senior brother.

Since Qiu Wanyou can stay with senior brother for three hundred years? So why can't I?

When Li Fuyue didn't realize it, the upper beam was not right and the lower beam was crooked in Xueyu Meizhou.

Qiu Wanyou once said that Li Fuyue was his most proud disciple, while Lin Chaochen was the one who resembled him the most.

There is nothing wrong with this, and it will be verified countless times in the future.

Lin Chaochen just pressed his senior's hand to his cheek, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally let go of Li Fenglan's hand.

"Brother's hands are dirty..." Lin Chaochen said with a frown.

Li Fenglan: Are you talking nonsense!

After saying that, Lin Chaochen didn't use the cleaning spell to clean up the blood on Li Fenglan's hands, but got a small basin of water from somewhere.

He wet the silk handkerchief, and gently wiped Li Fenglan's hands like a mortal.

"Senior brother's hands are still the same as before, and he doesn't look like a sword cultivator at all. I know that before coming to Tianmian Palace, senior brother was a noble son in the mortal world. Same..." Lin Chaochen muttered softly.

His voice was soft and gentle, no different from back then.

In a trance, Li Fenglan even had the illusion that she was back in the past. Thousands of years ago, the younger brother liked being by his side very much, babbling about what happened recently.

However, this delusion did not last long, the next moment Li Fenglan remembered that she is now a corpse...

Lin Chaochen's behavior of talking to the corpse can be called perverted!

As Lin Chaochen was talking, somehow he finally reached Dongshan Yinhun Banner.

And Li Fenglan, who was still trying to let go of herself just now to make her feel more relaxed, finally listened carefully.

"In order to gather souls for senior brother, Qiu Wanyou deliberately went to take out the Wuliang Stone in Styx River..." Lin Chaochen said in a flat tone, as if the so-called "Wuliang Stone" was really just the most common stone in Styx River.

Wu Liangshi!

But the appearance of these three words shocked Li Fenglan's heart.

How dare Qiu Wanyou...

The so-called "Wuliang Stone" is one of the natural artifacts in the Three Realms. It guards the bottom of the river and is responsible for stabilizing the river that separates the two realms. But now, Wu Liangshi was taken back by Qiu Wanyou.

I think it won't be long before the number of idiots and ghosts in the mortal world will increase.

Li Fenglan said why there was no news about Qiu Wanyou recently, she didn't expect...he actually ran to Minghe! Even disregarding the safety of the entire mortal world, he took out the Wuliang Stone.

This is too absurd.

At the same time, he also wanted to understand why he was called here.

Dongshan Yinhun Banner itself is extremely powerful, plus the existence of Wu Liangshi, wouldn't he come back...

After saying these words, Lin Chaochen finally wiped Li Fenglan's hands dry.

But before the person lying on the bed could breathe a sigh of relief, the unlucky junior brother even straightened his hair again.

"...Brother, why is his hair a little messy today?" Lin Chaochen suddenly said this after an unknown amount of time passed.

But upon hearing what her junior brother said, Li Fenglan's mind immediately sounded the alarm.

Messy hair!

This wasn't Lin Chaochen's illusion. After returning to Li Fuyue's body just now, the first thing he did was to turn around to see where he was.

And his long hair will definitely be messed up by the action just now.

But fortunately, Li Fenglan returned to her body not long ago, and her movements were not large. So his black hair was only slightly messed up.

Just now Lin Chaochen took his senior brother's hand and stabbed himself, which would definitely make Li Fuyue who was lying on the bed move a little bit.

Therefore, seeing Li Fuyue's long hair slightly messed up, Lin Chaochen only mentioned it a little, without thinking much about it.

But the speaker has no intention and the listener does.

After being reborn, Li Fenglan was very afraid of Lin Chaochen, a lunatic, and just now she was stabbed by the unlucky junior, Li Fenglan's spirit was almost extremely nervous.

So when she heard "why is her hair a little messy", Li Fenglan's spirit faltered for a moment.

It was here that something went wrong!

With Lin Chaochen's ability, it was indeed impossible to detect the changes in Li Fenglan's spirit.

But at this time, in this room, there is still hanging the banner of Dongshan Yinhun.

This thing itself is to attract souls for him, Li Fenglan's soul moved a little, and that thing actually reacted!

This secret room was originally illuminated by luminous pearls, and the positions of those luminous pearls were all arranged by Li Fenglan in the previous life. Therefore, the light in the room is always bright and not dazzling.

But at this moment, following Li Fenglan's thoughts, the Dongshan Soul Inducing Banner, which was originally fine, suddenly emitted a burst of golden light.

This light is not bright, but it is also difficult to be ignored.

"Brother!"

Just when the golden light came on, Lin Chaochen who had been kneeling by the bed stood up abruptly.

Because of the excessive range of movement, the wound formed on his chest was torn open again, and blood gushed out in large streams.

In an instant, Lin Chaochen's chest turned red again.

But he didn't care.

At this moment, Lin Chaochen's steps were unsteady, and he stumbled to the front of Dongshan Yinhun banner.

— He knew that Wu Liangshi was useful, but Lin Chaochen also knew that his brother had lost his soul.

Before today, Lin Chaochen was already mentally prepared to wait thousands of years. He didn't expect that Dongshan Yinhun Banner would work so quickly.

Delighted, crazy.

Lin Chaochen knelt on the ground and called out to Li Fenglan loudly.

Even though her Dao heart was stable, Li Fenglan, who realized that Dongshan Yinhunfan had reacted and heard Lin Chaochen's voice, was still wrapped in fear.

He tried his best to control himself, but the more he was like this, the brighter the Dongshan Yinhun flag became.

Seeing the bright light on Dongshan Yinhun's streamer not falling for a long time, Lin Chaochen finally remembered something and walked to the bedside on his knees.

He held Li Fenglan's right hand tightly, and his upper and lower teeth kept bumping due to nervousness.

After a while, Lin Chaochen finally squeezed out a sentence trembling: "Senior brother, I know you're back..."

I know, you're back.

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Li Fenglan's heart.

It is also like a spell to urge death, just hearing it once makes people tremble with fear.

…

At this time the sky is already bright.

After finishing his meditation, Ling Buyi left the apse of Miguang Mountain, walked outside Li Fenglan's room, and knocked lightly on the door.

—According to the plan, they were going to go to Houshan today to solve the big trouble of Chenghuang.

Usually at this time, the door of Li Fenglan's room has already been opened.

But this time, Ling Buyan knocked for a long time, but there was still no response in the room.

"Feng Lan?" Standing outside the door, Ling Bujin frowned and called Li Fenglan's name again, then he realized that something was wrong, and finally pushed the door open forcefully.

Seeing Li Fenglan lying quietly on the bed, even breathing extremely smoothly, Ling Buyan should be relieved.

But his furrowed eyebrows and expression still didn't relax.

Ling Buyi walked slowly towards the bed, and then called Li Fenglan's name again.

The person on the bed still didn't answer.

— Something happened to Li Fenglan.

Seeing this, Ling Buyan immediately put his finger on Li Fenglan's wrist.

After a few seconds, he retracted his fingers again.

"The spirit is missing..." Ling Buyi said softly.

He probably understood what was going on.

The next moment, Ling Buyan clenched Li Fenglan's wrist again, and without hesitation poured spiritual power into the body of the person on the bed.

At the same time, the golden light on the soul-inducing streamer in the snowy Meizhou gradually dimmed.

Lin Chaochen, who was kneeling by the bed, immediately calmed down, and once again drove the Dongshan Yinhun banner.