"The Lord of Southern Xinjiang, Qu Feixuan, is your sixth senior sister, but it doesn't matter that I haven't met her. She has been a lunatic from before. She used to pester the master to make her promise not to accept any more disciples in the future, and let her become a closed disciple.
I don’t want anyone to share Master’s love.” The originally gentle Emperor Donghua frowned when he mentioned the Lord of Southern Xinjiang, and his tone was full of disgust, even a bit of contempt.
"What happened next?" Ancestor Wanling couldn't remember anything, so he listened with great interest.
"Later, didn't she take in your seventh brother and you? She started fighting with your seventh brother every day. They had a good relationship in front of the master. They fought every day behind the master's back. Once, she almost killed someone and beat the seventh brother.
She was seriously injured and dying. The master was furious and threatened to expel her from the master. She knelt for three days and three nights to beg the master for forgiveness. After that, she never dared to make a mistake again. This man was extremely possessive. He even beat her when he went crazy.
It's good that she recognizes her." Emperor Donghua said.
Ancestor Wanling hugged himself subconsciously and trembled: "Is this person so perverted? Why didn't Master beat her to death?"
"Almost, it's a pity." Emperor Donghua's tone was calm, but the content of his words made Wan Ling feel uneasy.
Ancestor Wan Ling was silent. It was obvious that the second senior brother also disliked seeing the sixth senior sister.
"What about Seventh Senior Brother?" Ancestor Wanling asked.
"It's Bai Muye, the master of Qianshan Snow Palace. Ever since Master's accident, he has become colder and colder. It's not surprising that he doesn't recognize you. After all, what he cares about most is Master. But he is not a good person either.
, he was severely injured by your Sixth Senior Sister back then, and we all thought it was his deliberate plan. With his strength, it was impossible for him to be beaten like that." Emperor Donghua explained.
Ancestor Wanling was silent for a moment and said: "Second Senior Brother, is the relationship between our disciples very bad?"
Emperor Donghua was also silent, and after a while he said: "No. We can share the burden together if something goes wrong, but if we compete for favor in front of Master, we will be opponents again."
So teachers can share difficulties but cannot share blessings?
Ancestor Wanling vaguely recalled that he seemed to be very attached to his master when he was a child. No, it should be said that when he grew up, he was also very attached to his master.
Emperor Donghua glanced at Gu Qingxi who was lying on the bed, and asked Patriarch Wanling: "Junior brother, she..."
Ancestor Wanling looked at Gu Qingxi who was lying on the bed, interrupted what Emperor Donghua was saying, and curled his lips and said:
"She's a little devil, Gu Qingxi. I met her when I just woke up. She was so cruel. She poked people's heads as soon as she came up. It scared me. She looks soft.
Those who are weak are actually vicious and cruel...
I asked her to help me find the paradise I had left behind.
She is very fierce and has a sharp tongue, so I often fool her and call her stupid.
In this trial place, I would sometimes fall into a deep sleep, and sometimes I would wake up and see her beating you people in Donghua Palace.
But she is so cruel, not counting one robbery, but she also robbed people twice or three times. She also likes to crush other people's ribs, she is a real little devil..."
Ancestor Wan Ling started chatting and kept complaining. He didn't notice that Emperor Donghua's expression became more and more strange.
Emperor Donghua finally couldn't help but interrupted Ancestor Wanling: "Junior brother, why did you deceive her into being stupid?"
As soon as Wanling Patriarch mentioned this, he became jealous again beyond all recognition: "It's about learning formations and weapon refining. I remember that my senior brothers learned it for a long time, but she mastered it in a short time, which made me mad. Then
I definitely made it harder for her to learn, and then she spent more time, and I laughed at how stupid she was. In fact, she learned these things much faster than the rest of us. Fast and good."
Emperor Donghua was silent.
Of course it's fast and good. All the disciples' formations and weapon refining were taught by the master. How difficult would it be for the master to learn it again?
"Junior brother, do you not remember Master?" Emperor Donghua asked such a question.
When Ancestor Wanling heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Of course I remember my master, my master is the best master in the world!"
Emperor Donghua said again: "But you don't remember the face of Master?"
Ancestor Wanling felt as if he was stuck, scratched his head, and said distressedly: "I can't remember your appearance, but I know that I have the best master, as well as my senior brothers and sisters."
Emperor Donghua understood, then looked at Ancestor Wanling, then at Gu Qingxi who was lying on the bed, and said in a deep voice: "Now I finally understand why you were beaten the most by Master when you were a child."
"What?" Ancestor Wanling was confused.
"I think the first thing Master will do when he gets his memory back is to beat you to death." Emperor Donghua said calmly.
Ancestor Wanling: "???"
Why? Ancestor Wanling’s eyes are full of question marks.
"By the way, Second Senior Brother, is that Zhong Lizang your son?" Patriarch Wanling suddenly remembered this incident.
"No." Emperor Donghua denied immediately.
Ancestor Wan Ling just said "oh" when he asked for it.
Emperor Donghua said: "That's me."
Ancestor Wanling once again had many questions in his eyes. What do you mean?
"It was transformed by a touch of my soul, just for the convenience of walking outside." Emperor Donghua said. Regarding this matter, many people in Donghua Palace speculated that Zhong Lizang was the son of their palace master. After all, he looked too much like him.
.But the palace owner never admitted or said who Zhong Lizang’s mother was. So everyone in the Donghua Palace made up tens of thousands of words about love, hate and hatred. Of course, they didn’t dare to ask their palace owner.
.
Ancestor Wan Ling just said "oh".
Emperor Donghua stretched out his hand and gently touched the head of Ancestor Wanling, and whispered: "The time has not yet come, I will erase your memory just now, and you continue to stay by her side. Let's talk about it after you remember everything.
Your body is being preserved by Senior Brother, so don’t worry. I look forward to the day when our masters can reunite again."
Before Wanling Patriarch could realize what Emperor Donghua meant, his vision went dark, turned into a puff of green smoke, and went back into the small mirror that contained the soul.
Emperor Donghua looked at Gu Qingxi on the bed and sighed softly.
Junior brother Su Wanling did receive the most beatings from his master when he was a child, but he was also his most beloved disciple.
So in the end, the younger brother did not hesitate to use his soul as a guide and risk the soul's dissipation, vowing to bring the master back to this world again.
And he did it. It was worthy of the fact that the master loved him the most, his little disciple.
The junior brother did it, but paid a huge price.
Disoriented and confused.
It can be seen that the younger brother's soul has reached the point where it is about to dissipate before, but fortunately, it is now supported by magical weapons, so it has not collapsed and dissipated.
This magic weapon that nourishes the soul is probably found by the master.
Therefore, even if the master does not remember his younger brother, he will still care about him and love him.
Emperor Donghua slowly knelt down beside the bed, stretched out his hand and held Gu Qingxi's hand.
He stared blankly at Gu Qingxi's calm face, and finally sighed: "Master..."