Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day - Chapter 23

Nightmares are nothing to mortals. No matter how scared you are in your dreams at night, you will slowly forget when you wake up.

But the so-called “nightmare” of the monks is completely different. When this happens, most of them are trapped by inner demons, which may damage the cultivation base, or become unconscious and life-threatening.

Feifei once learned from Xiaoyou that Ye Tingjiang’s cultivation realm was in the mid-stage state of mind. As for Mu Chuihan’s observations this month, he guessed that Ye Tingjiang had completed his cultivation and wanted to make a breakthrough in the later stage.

Asking about your state of mind is the most troublesome and dangerous part of a monk’s practice. The reason why it is called “Ask the Heart” is because every breakthrough in this situation makes it easy to feel uneasy. If the Tao’s heart is unstable, or if there is too much love and hate in the past, it is very easy to be drilled by the inner demon. empty.

Ye Tingjiang’s abnormality in the spiritual bath before should also be for this reason.

It was the first time Xiaoyou saw Ye Tingjiang Nightmare. He was at a loss and said anxiously, “What should I do… Yes, yes, I’ll find other elders, they must have a solution!”

Mu Chuihan had also experienced the questioning state of mind, but he had always followed the flow, and he didn’t often set foot in the world of immortal cultivation.

It was precisely because he was a past person that he reached out and stopped Xiaoyou: “Don’t go, it’s useless. The spiritual flow of the nightmare person is disordered, and he can only stabilize by himself.”

No matter how deep the cultivation base of other monks in Linxian Sect is, they will only be repelled to send spiritual energy to Ye Tingjiang, which will make the situation even more out of control.

Xiaoyou calmed down after hearing this, he knew the truth. But there is no other way at the moment, and his voice is choked: “But can I just watch the master trapped in a dream? The other elders always know a little more than us.”

Ye Tingjiang was lying on the bed, restless and restless. That handsome face was no longer the usual indifferent expression. His eyes were tightly closed, and even his lips were pressed down, looking extremely painful, which made Mu Chuhuihan feel a little strange.

“Don’t be afraid.” Mu Chuihan sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiped the cold sweat from Ye Tingjiang’s forehead with his sleeve, and said in a low voice, “I can save him.”

With tears in her eyes, Xiaoyou asked in surprise, “Really?”

It was only then that he realized that the person in front of him was only a disciple from the outer sect. At most, he said this to comfort him, how could he really do anything.

Xiaoyou smiled bitterly and said, “Don’t talk about it. I’ll go ahead and transmit the sound to the sect master first…”

“Trust me.” Mu Chuihan said again, “I won’t let him have any trouble.”

Completely different from the slightly smiling or pretendingly weak tone of teenagers, Xiaoyou somehow felt that he was very reliable, and what he said was true. His chaotic mind seemed to have calmed down slightly.

Mu Chuihan did not move for a while.

Encountering nightmares is not entirely a bad thing. If a cultivator can get rid of the inner demons, after waking up, his cultivation will soar and even break through the realm.

Although he couldn’t know what happened to Ye Tingjiang in his dream, he could judge Ye Tingjiang’s condition based on his appearance. When his life was not in danger for the time being, Mu Chuihan would not take action.

Xiaoyou was not as calm as he was, and was running around in a hurry in the room. Feifei followed him sensibly without making a sound, just rubbing Xiaoyou’s toes with her soft fur.

After turning around for a long time, Xiaoyou finally stopped, bent her knees and sat down against the wall. He felt that he was crazy, and he actually believed the promise of an outer disciple.

But he also knew that it would be useless to find other elders, and he could just pray in his heart that his master would be okay.

Feifei jumped into his arms, rubbed the back of his hand, and “meow” twice.

Although he didn’t dare to speak directly, he also wanted to tell his little playmate that even though his pet would grab the cat if he didn’t move, and he always calculated Ting Yun-jun in a pretentious manner, he was willing to trust the pet owner on key matters. .

He said it was alright, it would be alright.

Mu Chuihan had been sitting beside Ye Tingjiang, noticing every little bit of his expression.

It was almost midnight, and Ye Tingjiang’s expression occasionally softened. Every time Mu Chuihan thought that he was going to explore the dream, it backfired and he was unable to wake up.

Mu Chuihan felt that it was not the way to go on like this, and was about to call Xiaoyou over, but Ye Tingjiang suddenly moved, his hands moved away from the quilt tightly tucked by Mu Chuihan, and suddenly grabbed his arm. So powerful, I can’t even shake it.

I saw Ye Tingjiang moved his chapped lips and suddenly called him: “Mother!”

Mu Chuihan: “…”

Who would have thought of this.

Probably because Ye Tingjiang desperately needed his mother’s answer in his dream, Mu Chuihan opened his lips in embarrassment, trying to use the softest voice he could disguise: “I’m here, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid.”

If it’s not true love, who would be willing to be a mother to the person they love!

But this answer obviously didn’t comfort Ye Tingjiang in the dream. His hand tightened and loosened suddenly, and he said again: “Master, Master…”

Mu Chuihan even began to wonder what Ye Tingjiang saw in his dream.

Although these two different titles made him inexplicably older, he couldn’t bring up the joy at all.

It seems that Ye Tingjiang is getting deeper and deeper.

Mu Chuihan sighed and called Xiaoyou, who had been praying silently, over, “It’s about to begin.”

Xiaoyou’s eyes turned red: “Do I need to prepare anything?”

Ye Tingjiang once again stretched out his arms to wrap around Mu Chuihan’s waist. He couldn’t move an inch now, so he said, “Just go get a bowl.”

Although Xiaoyou heard it in the fog, she followed Mu Chuihan’s words, found a small porcelain bowl from the kitchen, and asked, “Do you need to boil medicine?”

“No.” Mu Chuihan shook his head and asked again, “Can you become the body?”

Xiaoyou nodded, and disappeared into the room in the next second, turning into a long sword with brilliance flowing.

Mu Chuihan held the sword in his right hand and felt the sword in his hand tremble. But he didn’t hesitate, the next moment he aimed the tip of the sword at his left arm, and the sword edge immediately cut a long wound on his wrist.

He put the spirit sword aside, aimed his left hand at the mouth of the bowl, and the blood slowly flowed down the wrist into the bowl.

Xiaoyou had already changed back into a human form, and there was blood on the toe of his shoes. He was stunned: “Fuyan, what are you doing!”

Mu Chuihan smiled, his skin was very white, the blood red curled around his arms, but he looked a little strange. But his tone was very relaxed, with a little naughty of a young man, and smiled: “Of course I want to save your master.”

“But what’s the use of this?” Xiaoyou followed Ye Tingjiang, and she had never heard that blood could cure nightmares.

“Of course it works.” Mu Chuihan pretended to be wronged and said, “You still don’t trust me.”

But as he spoke, his voice was also lower, and the blood on his lips gradually paled.

Xiaoyou hurriedly said: “No… but if you are like this, you will have an accident yourself!”

The blood has filled the small half bowl, Xiaoyou said: “You stop!”

Mu Chuihan insisted, “No.”

Although this body was once again weaker than he imagined, he was at least confident that he would not fall into a coma before the bowl was filled.

So he ignored Xiaoyou’s stop and finally filled the porcelain bowl, and then handed it to Xiaoyou with his right hand, “Quick, feed Tingyun-Jun.”

Fei Fei was very docile tonight, those round eyes that were always full of mockery at Mu Chuihan drooped obediently, they held the wound on Mu Chuihan’s wrist, trying to stop the bleeding for him.

As an ancient spirit beast, it basically did not learn other skills, but the Feifei family was close to the human race, so it naturally inherited some healing power.

Mu Chuihan barely kept his spirits up and went to see Xiaoyou feed Ye Tingjiang blood.

Although Xiaoyou supported Ye Tingjiang, he couldn’t stop him from shaking from time to time. Blood was fed to his mouth, but was rejected by Ye Tingjiang’s tightly pursed lips.

So Ye Tingjiang’s chin was covered with blood, which made this Mu Chuihan’s love-at-first-sight face look particularly terrifying.

Mu Chuihan’s own breathing was very weak, and this scene was obviously another huge blow to him. He thought sadly, it wouldn’t look good like this… I still have to feed Ting Yunjun and drink it.

He couldn’t help thinking that in the storybook, when the protagonists fell ill, their lovers would always pass the medicine over with their lips. Although he usually wanted to take advantage of Ting Yun-Jun, but at this moment, he had more than enough power, and he couldn’t raise his charming mind.

But he didn’t want Xiaoyou to do it. He didn’t think much about it when he was bleeding, but at the moment he was a little worried.

Xiaoyou also said anxiously: “Master, he doesn’t drink.”

Mu Chuihan’s voice was weak, but he meant something vicious: “Pry his mouth open and let him drink it!”

He has made himself like this, is it appropriate for Ye Tingjiang not to cooperate?

Xiaoyou froze all over, and under Mu Chuihan’s urging eyes, she tried to force Ye Tingjiang’s teeth to open, but there was no loosening.

Mu Chuihan was exhausted, tried his best to speak, overcame all the psychological obstacles, and said with the voice that coaxed Ye Tingjiang just now: “My dear, mother is here.”

He didn’t know Ye Tingjiang’s baby name, so he guessed one by one: “Ye’er, listen, Xiaojiang? A-niang is here…”

Ye Tingjiang didn’t move.

Fei Fei, who had been sensible and silent next to him, closed his mouth unconsciously when he heard this voice, almost biting Mu Chuihan’s wound.

Mu Chuihan felt that if Ye Tingjiang didn’t respond, he would really faint.

Fortunately, not long after, Ye Tingjiang opened his mouth and called out again, “Mother.”

Mu Chuihan made a decisive decision and said with force, “Quick, pour the medicine!”

Xiaoyou suddenly poured the bowl of blood into it.

Mu Chuihan stared at Ye Tingjiang for a while, making sure he didn’t mean to vomit, and then he felt relieved.

This blood is fed, and it will soon have an effect. Ye Tingjiang’s face gradually softened, his breathing gradually became smoother, his frowning brows calmed down, and he lay quietly on the bed.

Xiaoyou was very surprised: “Fuyan, it’s really useful!”

Mu Chuihan said softly, “Can the blood of the five yin melting the heart be useless?”

The effect of the furnace cauldron on monks is not only to improve their cultivation, but also to appease the spiritual flow in the monk’s body and help the monk to exorcise their inner demons.

Ordinary cultivators will use the method of double cultivation, but the blood of the five yin fusion heart body can also have the same effect, and the effect is faster. Therefore, there were cultivators in the past, who would directly and brutally kill people and take blood, which also caused the tragedy of countless people who merged with the five yin before.

Xiaoyou was stunned when she heard the big secret of this day. He didn’t know what to say, so he had to say first: “Fuyan, you have lost so much blood, go and rest first.”

“No need.” Mu Chuihan smiled weakly, “I’m going back to the outer door.”

Xiaoyou said anxiously: “How can this work! How can you walk around in this situation?”

Mu Chuihan shook his head and said, “I’ve agreed with Tingyun-Jun, I’ll leave today.”

It was dawn, and it was time for him to leave.

Xiaoyou tried to persuade him in every possible way, but Mu Chuihan just smiled. Feifei also looked at the owner blankly. Didn’t they still think about how to stay? Now that he has rescued Jun Tingyun, and given such a great kindness, why did he leave?

But Mu Chuihan shook his head slightly at Feifei and blinked slowly.

The body is weak, and it has become so difficult to even make a secret signal.

Feifei barely understood, so when Xiaoyou stopped people, she stirred the muddy water hard.

Xiaoyou wanted to knock people unconscious and bring them back to the room. But Fei Fei was scrambling very fast, and Xiao You didn’t dare to really exert her strength, for fear of hurting Fu Yan. So they could only watch helplessly as the two left with their burdens.

Halfway through the mountain road, Mu Chuihan lost all his strength and leaned on the side of the road to rest.

Fei Fei was finally able to speak, and asked, “Why don’t you stay?”

Mu Chuihan’s voice was low, but he was still proud: “Because only in this way, Tingyun-Jun will remember me to the greatest extent possible.”