When woke up again, it was already dawn.

Jiang Muyang had a splitting headache, his whole body seemed to have been dismantled into a hundred and eighty pieces, and then put back together hastily.

Beating his head, he gradually remembered what happened last night.

He couldn't help but practiced with Pei Qing, but Pei Qing's work was still unflattering and unbelievably bad.

Even entered the wrong place!

Forget it, there is no skill yet, it is all emotion.

The coolness was only for a moment, but the pain lasted for a whole night.

Now recalling last night, Pei Qing bit his earlobe, and whispered in his ear over and over again: "Yangyang, Yang Yang, Yang Yang..."

He felt numb and numb all over his body as if electrified.

I really can't stand Pei Qing anymore!

Double cultivation is double cultivation, why do you like to bite his earlobe while doing it, call him by name, and call him so affectionately.

Jiang Muyang turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes, and secretly comforted himself, forget it, a husband doesn't think his wife is ugly, for the sake of Pei Qing's mouth growing last night, let him forgive him once.

But when he thought about the dead phoenix breaking into his room last night, crying and covering his eyes, Jiang Muyang became furious.

After getting dressed, he grabbed the long sword he used last night—looking at the mottled white marks on it, he couldn't help but blush again...

Jiang Muyang quickly grabbed the curtain, wiped it casually a few times, and then took the sword and stormed out of the door aggressively.

He couldn't wait for a moment!

It's really three days without fighting, and the house will be exposed!

Damn Fenghuang, she really gave him a good face recently, and dared to break into his room at night!

It just doesn't make sense!

No, wait!

Jiang Muyang suddenly remembered that after last night's incident, his whole body was so tired｜weakened that he didn't even bother to clean up his body, so he fell asleep directly.

Could Phoenix have seen something?

However, when he woke up in the morning, he was covered tightly with the quilt.

The more Jiang Muyang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he gritted his molars hard. If he didn't kill this shameless phoenix with a single sword today, his surname would not be Jiang!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door of the room was pushed open, a mass of things flew towards him. Jiang Muyang was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to strike with his sword.

The elder brother's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Stop!"

Jiang Muyang's men paused, thinking that if he chopped directly, he might be killed, and he didn't see what it was. What if he couldn't chop, wouldn't he cause trouble for himself?

Isn't it bad luck to be splashed with blood early in the morning?

Therefore, instead of using the sword to strike, he kicked the thing flying towards him and kicked it far away.

Jiang Muyang flicked his robe in a particularly graceful manner, and shouted proudly: "What is this?!"

"It's not a thing... No, it's a thing... It's not right, Muyang, this is your second brother, how can you kick him?"

Lin Yusheng came late, and ran after the kicked phoenix. Like a female servant, she hugged the phoenix that fell to the ground with its four claws in the sky.

Patting him ashes with a heartbroken face, he said earnestly: "Tell me about you, you were injured like this, and you were beaten back to your original shape, so you are not honest? Master has worked hard to heal you before, why can't you understand?thing?"

The phoenix in his arms looked sick, and the beak was still stained with blood.

Only then did Jiang Muyang see clearly that it turned out that what flew towards him just now was nothing.

It was that damn stinky phoenix.

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

He ground his molars again and smiled immorally.

He likes to beat the dog in the water.

Jiang Muyang approached slowly with a sword in hand.

"You don't listen to what you say, right? You don't listen to what Master said. You had a high fever last night. I guarded you for a whole night. Even if you don't feel sorry for senior brother, you should always think about the one who has been healing you.Master?"

The elder brother was full of hate iron for not becoming steel, and persuaded like a female servant earnestly, "It's the master's intention to bring you back to the mountain this time. Stop messing around, or I won't be able to protect you."

Jiang Muyang paused, and asked in shock, "What? He had a high fever last night? You guarded him all night?!"

"Yeah, I watched him all night without daring to close my eyes, for fear that he would move around."

Lin Yusheng smiled wryly, if he hadn't been staring at Fenghuang closely, maybe Fenghuang would have flown to Jiang Muyang long ago.

The meaning of the master is that the two juniors are also tired recently, there is nothing important anyway, so there is no need for them to come out to see each other.

Who would have thought that Fenghuang sneaked away while he was not paying attention, and even stabbed his head into Jiang Muyang's arms. In the end, he didn't touch Jiang Muyang at all, and even got kicked.

However, it was rare for Jiang Muyang to care about his second senior brother so much. Lin Yusheng mistook his persuasion before and nodded with relief, and said, "Muyang, senior brother knows that you have always beenA good boy who values love and righteousness, I have loved you for nothing all these years!"

Jiang Muyang: "..."

He didn't really believe it, and couldn't help but asked again: "Are you sure, you watched him the whole night? Was it... didn't sleep a whole night?!"

"Then there is still a lie?" Lin Yusheng smiled slightly, "Eldest brother is useless, but when has he ever lied to you?"

Jiang Muyang: "..."

Unexpectedly, senior brother is so sober and self-aware.

But yes, according to his understanding of the elder brother, this guy really can't lie.

There should be no reason to protect Lu Jinyuan.

After all, Lu Jinyuan wouldn't be so stupid as to tell his elder brother that he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to Jiang Muyang's room and went crazy.

If it weren't for Lu Jinyuan, who would it be that person whose tears dripped down the back of his hand and covered his eyes last night?

Jiang Muyang withdrew his sword, pinched his chin in thought, and was the first to rule out Pei Qing.

Pei Qing is not so emotional.

The second ruled out Yun Zhao, that very clever man might not even be able to get out of bed now, and he might have to crawl to walk.

Who would it be?

Jiang Muyang tilted his head, quietly looking at Lin Yusheng's face.

Lin Yusheng was stunned, raised his hand to stroke his cheek, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, Muyang? Is there something dirty on the face of senior brother?"

"It's okay, I just see that your face is not very good."

"It's okay, Jinyuan is seriously injured, I'm anxious, and I can't do anything, I don't know how long it will be until I see you again with Master. I know you still have important things to do, so it's inconvenient to persuade you to go back to the mountain... But senior brotherI still have to persuade you to return to the mountain, the sky is your home after all, Muyang."

"..."

The conversation changed, but not completely.

Jiang Muyang pulled the corner of his lips, showing a smile that was not a smile, but the tip of his tongue was bitter.

The word home is too far away and too heavy for him. It is the top of the cloud that he can't find in his whole life.

Once upon a time the firmament was indeed his home, but not now.

His heart is free. Cultivators make their homes everywhere, and wherever they go with Pei Qing in the future, that will be their home.

If one day they are too old to walk, they will find a desolate hilltop, hide in the mountains and forests, and never ask about the mundane world again.

"Muyang, this is the end of my words, it's up to you whether you listen to me or not." Lin Yusheng sighed, flipped his right palm, and a light blue bead appeared in his palm. He smiled shyly, "Muyang,You know, senior brother's cultivation level is not considered high, and his spiritual power is relatively mediocre, but I think, you and Jin Yi are away from home, the future is uncertain, and spiritual power is needed in many places."

"This is a bead that I cut out a spiritual vein and condensed. You wear it on your body. If your spiritual power is not enough, you can swallow the bead and it will help you." After a pause, he licked itHe pursed his lips, his smile gradually disappeared, and his expression became serious, "Of course, brother still hopes that you will never need it."

"..."

Jiang Muyang was silent for a long time.

What an important thing a spiritual vein is, and how precious it is to a cultivator.

Although it is different from the Golden Core, which is unique in the body of a cultivator, for a cultivator, the spiritual veins are actually four blood vessels leading to the brain.

It's just that this is the world of comprehension, so these four most important blood vessels are called spiritual veins.

Ordinary people may die at any time if a spiritual vein is broken. Cultivators have different physiques from ordinary people. Although they will not die, they will eventually lack something.

"Muyang, do you dislike Elder Brother's weak spiritual power?" Lin Yusheng half-jokingly said, "I was just worried that you would dislike me, so I opened one spiritual vein... If I had known this, I would have cut two......"

Jiang Muyang pursed his lips hard, and he suddenly understood that if he accepted the spiritual vein of senior brother, it meant that he would let go of the complaints he had made towards senior brother in his previous life.

But can he really let go?

In the end, the three swords that sent him to the west were also the sword of the elder brother. All kinds of past lives are still vivid in my memory.

Jiang Muyang didn't answer, with a mocking and mocking expression on his face, looking disgusted.

"Mu Yang, senior brother will give you better things in the future, and will make up for what I owed you one by one." Lin Yusheng looked very lonely, "We have experienced a lot this time when we went down the mountain.In the first battle, you charged forward, drenched in blood, I thought several times that you were going to die in battle."

"It wasn't until then that I realized how afraid I was of losing you. Sometimes, I really hated myself for not being able to protect you as a senior brother, and asking you to protect us in turn."

Lin Yusheng smiled self-deprecatingly, but his gaze was firm: "This time I go back to the mountain, I will go to retreat with Master, and I will definitely improve my cultivation level to a higher level. In this way, next time I meet the enemyThen, it will protect you."

Jiang Muyang felt that this was very confusing. The senior brother's aptitude is not bad, even if he is placed among the disciples, he still stands out.

But he was very unlucky, all he met were geniuses of cultivation, Lu Jinyuan who had the body of a phoenix in front, Pei Jinyi who had the halo of the protagonist, and Jiang Muyang who had the bodhi shamrock in the back.

The enemy is still a character like Demon Venerable, of course it seems powerless, but it is understandable.

But Jiang Muyang was not vicious enough to discourage the child's enthusiasm. Anyway, no matter how Lin Yusheng cultivated, he would never be his opponent in this life.

Seeing that Jiang Muyang hadn't reached out to take the beads for a long time, Lin Yusheng pursed his lips, and carefully stuffed the beads into his hands.

"Muyang, senior brother is going back to the mountain for retreat. I don't know when we will meet next time...You have the right to comfort senior brother's heart. Don't let senior brother go crazy because he misses you when he is in retreat."

Jiang Muyang smiled and said, "Why do you blame me for being obsessed? Then if you say that, I can't accept this thing."

He pushed the beads back again.In the past, when he needed it, the big brother wouldn't give it to him.

Now, he doesn't need it anymore.

In the past, he was innocent and enthusiastic, but now his heart is as cold as iron.

It was these people's regret to miss him, not Jiang Muyang's.