After Mu Xue ran forward, Cen Qianshan, who was originally weak, slowly sat up from the grass.

He pursed his lips and looked at the figure far away from him.

The little master ran so fast, anxious and worried about her relatives and friends in this life.

He didn't even look back at himself.

Cen Qianshan looked down at his hands. The skin on his arms that had been exposed to rain had been corroded over a large area. It was stained with blood and even exposed bones, which looked terrible and pitiful.

In the past, if he was injured like this, Master would patiently bandage him and apply medicine, and coax him softly. He would sleep near her workbench all day long, and would raise her head to look at him from time to time.

Ask him if it still hurts.

Master, why don’t you ask me anymore.

The hill hurts.

Cen Qianshan stretched out his hand to cover his eyebrows.

The master obviously had all the memories, but he refused to recognize him and never responded to his heartfelt confession.

Do you want to abandon the past and everything that once existed in the demon world?

Along the way, relying on his master not to see through it, he suppressed his shame and expressed all his thoughts that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

Open up your own heart and take out those precious things that are not worthy of being appreciated by outsiders.

Holding back the shame and guilt, in front of everyone, in front of those full eyes, I expressed my full feelings.

So embarrassing, crazy, desperate. But not getting the slightest response.

But what can be done?

He has no time. As long as he leaves here and can see his master again next time, he doesn't know how many years of torturous waiting it will take.

Nowadays, there are so many people around Master, who are warm, upright, and of good background, and they care for her very much.

If I don't take advantage of this little God-given opportunity to say what I need to say, I don't know if he will have a chance to speak next time we meet.

"Does it still hurt?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in front of me.

Cen Qianshan put down his palm in confusion, and saw the little master who had left, ran back for some reason, and stood in front of him, panting slightly.

"I thought about it, but I still don't trust you. It's too unsafe here. I don't know where the guy who has been hiding in the dark talking is."

Mu Xue carefully took out a piece of talisman from her arms. There was no talisman on the old talisman paper, only a small black fish was printed on it.

Mu Xue folded the talisman paper solemnly and stuffed it into Cen Qianshan's scarred palm. With a little guilt towards Master Su Xingting, he said,

"You should keep it, just in case you are in danger, you can use it to escape. This is my master's secret treasure, which can also be used in the God's Domain. There are only two left, one for each of us."

Xiaoshan was a little dazed, looking at the corner of the talisman in his hand, his lips moved and he said nothing.

Mu Xue almost wanted to reach out and touch his head.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked.

Cen Qianshan lowered his eyelashes, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Xiaoshan seemed to smile a little.

"Then I'm leaving. Just wait for me. I'll be back soon."

Fortunately, Xiaoshan didn't recognize him now, Mu Xue thought in her heart, otherwise he would not be so easy to talk to. He would definitely have to hold on to his clothes and have to follow him life or death.

The floating island is covered with a kind of purple grass,

These purple heart grasses, which have become extinct in the outside world, are growing wildly all over the mountains and plains here.

Little Mu Xue was flying in this purple ocean.

The Wusheng Endless Pond should be right ahead.

The sky-high sword energy lit up there, and the majestic dragon roar resounded. That was Senior Brother Fu Yun's Nine Plum Blossom Swords.

By the time Mu Xue parted the grass stems and arrived, the battle by the pool was over.

The demon god guarding this area of ​​water lay lying on the water's edge. It was a mermaid with the head of a human and the body of a dragon. At this moment, he held up his broken neck, his head soaked in the water, and stared blankly at the sky, with his long dragon tail overwhelming him.

There are patches of purple heart grass.

A figure stood against the setting sun by the sparkling pool. He coughed slightly and was bending down to get a jar of clear pool water.

"Senior Brother Yun!"

Mu Xue ran to Fu Yun's side, but the smile disappeared from her face.

Fu Yun stood at the water's edge. The water under his feet was dyed red with blood. His condition was worse than Cen Qianshan's, with large pieces of corroded skin peeling off his body.

When he saw Mu Xue, his absent-minded eyes lit up slightly, and he stuffed the jar filled with lake water into Mu Xue's arms. He held Mu Xue's shoulders with trembling hands and sat down slowly.

The bottom of the Wusheng Endless Pond is a piece of silver-white and delicate spar. The setting sun gently sinks on the edge of the pond, dyeing the pond with magnificent colors.

There are deep and shallow duckweeds floating on the surface of the pool, and the faint and fragrant comfrey sways on the edge of the pool.

On the shore of such a fairyland-like lake, Mu Xue was helpless.

She had already obtained the water from the Endless Pond and the Purple Heart Grass. But she didn't know how to take the seriously injured senior brother and Xiaoshan away from the stone bridge where the rain was pouring, and back to the outside of the temple.

No matter who they are, neither of them can bear to be exposed to that kind of terrifying rain again. In addition, Cen Qianshan didn’t seem to see the nine-turn black lotus in the blue sky when he entered the temple.

It must be clear. There is no such legendary treasure at all.

Mu Xue sat by the lake, looking at her unconscious senior brother, thinking of Cen Qianshan not far away, and sighed to herself,

"It seems that we can only find a way to go back first and wake up the senior sister."

"As long as I don't agree, it will be difficult for you, let alone them, to leave here." A deep male voice sounded.

Mu Xue had heard this voice countless times before and after entering the temple.

Obviously, this unknown existence that had watched them all the way was finally ready to show up here and now.

The silver-white crystals at the bottom of the pool continued to roll outwards, and a large, simple and heavy stone tablet slowly rose up from the clear water bottom.

The top of the monument was engraved with obscure ancient runes, and a man in black was tied up in a terrifying manner on the top of the monument.

The man's body from the chest down was entirely embedded in the stone monument, and his arms were also imprisoned in the stone monument. Only his head and upper body were exposed outside the monument.

He wore long black hair and raised his pale face to look at Mu Xue.

Mu Xue had actually seen that face before, and it was exactly the same as the white-clothed Wuchang he met on the road to death.

It's just that one of them is wearing a white robe and the other is wearing black. The man in front of him in black, Wu Chang, also has a conspicuous gash on his chest, but the wound is stitched back and forth with thick threads. Under the crudely stitched skin, it can be clearly seen

Something was beating vigorously there, as if there was a beating heart buried there.

"Don't be nervous, I actually have no ill intentions towards you." The man opened his calm eyes and stood in the middle of the water.

Along the way, the voice gave them many hints, such as telling them that the endless pool of water could lift petrification, and reminding them that the rain of mercy could not be stopped. It seemed that there was indeed no malice, and it also helped them a lot.

But Mu Xue still had doubts about his words and looked warily at this man who seemed to have no freedom.

"Although I am locked in the endless pool forever, I can still see a little bit of the things outside the temple through his eyes." Hei Yi Wuchang seemed to think of someone and showed a nostalgic smile.

Mu Xue discovered that although this man looked exactly like Bai Yi Wuchang, his expression was very natural, without the artificiality of wearing a mask and imitating a human being.

"Did you tell Xiaobai that he has no heart, does not understand the emotions and desires of the world, and is not a living thing at all?" The man said calmly, "Xiaobai has been sad about this for a long time."

Mu Xue thought for a while, "I said that on purpose because I was angry at the time. This statement is indeed narrow-minded."

"angry?"

"My apprentice, who I have worked so hard to raise since childhood, was not willing to beat or scold me. He just tied him up and even bullied him to tears. Naturally, I was angry." Mu Xue looked at the man in the stone tablet.

He looks almost the same as a real person, but if he can live in this state under the pool for thousands of years, he cannot be a human being.

"When a person is angry, what he says cannot be taken seriously. In fact, I think that as long as you have memory, can think, and can act with autonomous consciousness, no matter how it looks, it can be regarded as a kind of life. The impermanence is certainly annoying

, but he has broken away from the boundaries of a puppet and can be said to be a living entity."

Wu Chang, who was bound in the stone tablet, looked at Mu Xue for a long time and showed a soft smile.

"I've been waiting for a long time, but I haven't waited for a real puppet master. Today I finally waited."

The duckweed on the surface of the pool rippled, and a pair of lotus buds emerged. The buds were bathed in the warm yellow sunlight, blooming in layers. One was dark and pure black, and the other was flawless and pure white.

.The black and white twins light up a pool of precious light.

"I would like to ask you a favor. If you are willing, I will give you this pair of Biluo Nine-Turn Twin Lotuses as a thank you gift." Wuchang said, "As long as you hold one of these pair of lotuses across the stone beam,

The rain of mercy will not hurt you."

Mu Xue opened her eyes wide. The black one should be the Nine-Turn Black Lotus that Xiaoshan was looking for.

Mu Xue felt that she could not refuse the offer: "What do you want my help with?"

"You said before that Xiaobai has no heart and does not understand the emotions and desires of the world. In fact, you are not wrong."

"That child has been living a very lonely life. He envies you humans who can cry and laugh."

"I have a heart here." With his back to the setting sun, the man in the eternal monument said slowly, "It is of no use to me. Please help me take it and put it in his chest."

"Ah." Mu Xue blinked, almost unable to believe that someone would let her do such a thing, "Then what should you do?"
To be continued...