Chapter 1212 Trouble

After returning to his residence, Zhui'er became obsessed with it, just like he did when he was a child, and the questions he thought about were the same ones that he could not figure out when he was a child. After many years, he returned to thinking about the origin of the world. Come up.

Because Shen Qing told him that he should continue to think about those problems, which were more important than cultivation. With this reason as support, he felt that he could "waste" some time.

What Zhui'er didn't expect was that this thought almost killed him.

The first two or three days were quite normal. When he got tired, he would stop to rest, eat something, drink some water, and sometimes walk around the house to relax. But on the night of the third day, something went wrong and he got into trouble. It was a flash of thought that suddenly appeared. The thought disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. Zhui'er had no time to figure out what it was, but his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but concentrate on pursuing it. Unknowingly, Just got lost in it...

On the tenth day, a senior brother noticed that something was not right with him. When he rushed over to take a look, he saw Zhui'er sitting on the futon with a calm face. His breath was long and slow, as if he had entered a mysterious state and was meditating. , this senior who was in the late stage of pill formation carefully observed for a while, then frowned and left. He did not dare to easily interrupt a person who was in a meditative state, because it was very dangerous.

It is not strange for a monk in the middle stage of Kairong to meditate, but when this senior brother used his spiritual consciousness to check the status of everyone a few days ago, he found that Zhui'er seemed to be meditating. If a monk in the middle stage of Kairong meditates continuously for several times, God, that's unusual, because their meditation can only last for three or four hours at most. This senior brother couldn't be sure whether Zhui'er was resting or meditating when he checked last time, so he could only continue to pay attention. .

On the eleventh day, the senior brother had to call several other people to help him with the details, because Zhui'er had been meditating for more than eight hours.

Several senior brothers from Wuyu Peak took turns carefully entering Zhui'er's house and inspected it carefully. Since Zhui'er did not show any abnormality, they decided to observe it for a while.

On the twelfth day, several senior brothers could not sit still and felt that this matter must be reported. Then a fourteenth-generation uncle-level figure in the middle Yuanying stage was invited, and this person observed two or three more At this time, he decided to wake up Zhui'er, and used his magical power to drink to Zhui'er with his spiritual thoughts. However, it had no effect. He then drank a second time, and this time Zhui'er frowned, his expression There was a look of struggle between them.

This uncle-level figure was a little panicked. He hurriedly gave instructions to the senior brothers guarding outside, telling them not to act rashly, and then left in a hurry. After only a moment, he led an old man with white hair and beard back.

That old man was Ling Zhenzi, who was the fifth among the twelve generations of great disciples of Zhenling Langshan. His cultivation had reached the perfect state of the late Yuan Ying. Ling Zhenzi came out after taking a look at the room. He looked a little bit. He solemnly ordered the mid-stage Nascent Soul disciple who brought him here, "You stay here to guard and don't allow anyone to go in again. I'll ask your master to come over and take a look."

The disciple was a little surprised and said, "With your cultivation level, can't you wake him up?"

Ling Zhenzi looked a little upset and said, "It's better to be cautious. You are too reckless. If you don't succeed after drinking, you should stop. If you really hurt him, wait until your ninth uncle comes back to see how you explain to him."

The disciple grinned and asked cautiously, "Uncle Ninth Master hasn't decided to accept him as his disciple yet, has he?"

> Lingzhenzi glanced at him sideways and said, "Then you can treat him so hastily? Even if your ninth master uncle doesn't accept him, his qualifications are very rare. Wouldn't it be a pity to ruin him like this!"

The disciple hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I realize my mistake. I didn't expect him to enter so deeply."

Lingzhenzi nodded slightly, and said with a slightly calm expression, "I really can't blame you too much. Just stay here and watch. I hope I can catch up with your master who is free now." After saying this, he stood up. Disappeared.

As soon as Lingzhenzi left, the senior brothers came over. One of them said to the disciple in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, "Uncle Fourth, what's going on? Why didn't the master help?" The two of them had been using their magic powers just now. Although they wanted to talk, these senior brothers still didn’t know what was going on.

This "fourth master uncle" is the fourth and youngest disciple of Ling Zhenzi. His name is Guang Xin. He was very worried at the moment, so he said angrily, "I'm in trouble. It's all your fault for neglecting your duties. If Find out earlier why this happened!"

The senior fellow apprentices all grimaced when they heard this. They were not very afraid of the good-tempered fourth uncle. Some complained, "If the charge of dereliction of duty is forced upon us, we will have nothing to say. No matter what, It is said that we did make mistakes, but... Uncle Fourth Master, we have been doing this job for more than a hundred years, and we have never made any mistakes. This guy is a bit too evil, we..."

Guangxin waved his hand and interrupted, "Okay, if he's not evil, why would I make him embarrassed like this? Grandma, this kid is indeed evil enough." As he spoke, he looked at Zhui'er in the room with his spiritual consciousness. The look of struggle on his face became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

A senior brother who was afraid of taking responsibility said cautiously, "What happened? Otherwise...Uncle, please try again."

Before Guang Xin could speak, several other people stared at this man.

Guang Xin tapped his forehead with his hand and said, "No wonder it's hard for you to improve your cultivation. You are so heartless that even your master doesn't dare to take action easily. If I try again, he won't survive!" After scolding him, People, he waved his hands to the other people impatiently, "Let's all go, let's go, I'm going to let you get hurt this time."

Although several senior brothers wanted to know more about how serious Zhui'er's condition was, it was obvious that the fourth senior uncle was in such a bad mood, so no one dared to say anything more, and they all left worriedly.

Guangxin couldn't sit still until the second day, because Zhui'er's face had begun to turn pale. On the third day, he started pacing back and forth, and Zhui'er's face became even paler. At night, he even checked A look of defeat appeared on Zhui'er's brows, and he panicked. Just when he was about to call someone to find his master with his spiritual thoughts, Ling Zhenzi happened to come back.

"Master, can Master come?" Guangxin asked anxiously.

Ling Zhenzi shook his head, looked at Zhuo'er in the room and said, "I don't think he can hold on for long, so I don't dare to wait any longer."

Guang Xin said disapprovingly, "You really don't need to be so cautious. With your cultivation, you can definitely wake him up. You'd better save him as soon as possible, otherwise he will really die."

Lingzhenzi took out a small bell made of black jade, still a little hesitant in his expression.

Guangxin's eyes lit up when he saw the bell, and he smiled and said, "You have borrowed all the soul-inducing bells from the second uncle? Then what is there to be afraid of? Let's do it quickly!"

Ling Zhenzi glared at him with dissatisfaction. This disciple's reckless temperament really worried him. After returning to his residence, Zhui'er became obsessed with it, just like he did when he was a child, and the questions he thought about were the same ones that he could not figure out when he was a child. After many years, he returned to thinking about the origin of the world. Come up.

Because Shen Qing told him that he should continue to think about those problems, which were more important than cultivation. With this reason as support, he felt that he could "waste" some time.

What Zhui'er didn't expect was that this thought almost killed him.

The first two or three days were quite normal. When he got tired, he would stop to rest, eat something, drink some water, and sometimes walk around the house to relax. But on the night of the third day, something went wrong and he got into trouble. It was a flash of thought that suddenly appeared. The thought disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. Zhui'er had no time to figure out what it was, but his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but concentrate on pursuing it. Unknowingly, Just got lost in it...

On the tenth day, a senior brother noticed that something was not right with him. When he rushed over to take a look, he saw Zhui'er sitting on the futon with a calm face. His breath was long and slow, as if he had entered a mysterious state and was meditating. , this senior who was in the late stage of pill formation carefully observed for a while, then frowned and left. He did not dare to easily interrupt a person who was in a meditative state, because it was very dangerous.

It is not strange for a monk in the middle stage of Kairong to meditate, but when this senior brother used his spiritual consciousness to check the status of everyone a few days ago, he found that Zhui'er seemed to be meditating. If a monk in the middle stage of Kairong meditates continuously for several times, God, that's unusual, because their meditation can only last for three or four hours at most. This senior brother couldn't be sure whether Zhui'er was resting or meditating when he checked last time, so he could only continue to pay attention. .

On the eleventh day, the senior brother had to call several other people to help him with the details, because Zhui'er had been meditating for more than eight hours.

Several senior brothers from Wuyu Peak took turns carefully entering Zhui'er's house and inspected it carefully. Since Zhui'er did not show any abnormality, they decided to observe it for a while.

On the twelfth day, several senior brothers could not sit still and felt that this matter must be reported. Then a fourteenth-generation uncle-level figure in the middle Yuanying stage was invited, and this person observed two or three more At this time, he decided to wake up Zhui'er, and used his magical power to drink to Zhui'er with his spiritual thoughts. However, it had no effect. He then drank a second time, and this time Zhui'er frowned, his expression There was a look of struggle between them.

This uncle-level figure was a little panicked. He hurriedly gave instructions to the senior brothers guarding outside, telling them not to act rashly, and then left in a hurry. After only a moment, he led an old man with white hair and beard back.

That old man was Ling Zhenzi, who was the fifth among the twelve generations of great disciples of Zhenling Langshan. His cultivation had reached the perfect state of the late Yuan Ying. Ling Zhenzi came out after taking a look at the room. His face looked a little grim. He solemnly ordered the mid-stage Nascent Soul disciple who brought him here, "You stay here to guard and don't allow anyone to go in again. I'll ask your master to come over and take a look."

The disciple was a little surprised and said, "With your cultivation level, can't you wake him up?"

Ling Zhenzi looked a little upset and said, "It's better to be cautious. You are too reckless. If you don't succeed after drinking, you should stop. If you really hurt him, wait until your ninth uncle comes back to see how you explain to him."

The disciple grinned and asked cautiously, "Uncle Ninth Master hasn't decided to accept him as his disciple yet, has he?"

> Lingzhenzi glanced at him sideways and said, "Then you can treat him so hastily? Even if your ninth master uncle doesn't accept him, his qualifications are very rare. Wouldn't it be a pity to ruin him like this!"

The disciple hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I realize my mistake. I didn't expect that he would enter so deeply."

Lingzhenzi nodded slightly, his face softened slightly and he said, "I really can't blame you too much. Just stay here and watch. I hope I can catch up with your master who is free now." After saying this, he stood up. Disappeared.

As soon as Lingzhenzi left, the senior brothers came over. One of them said to the disciple in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, "Uncle Fourth, what's going on? Why didn't the master help?" The two of them had been using their magic powers just now. Although they wanted to talk, these senior brothers still didn’t know what was going on.

This "fourth master uncle" is the fourth and youngest disciple of Ling Zhenzi. His name is Guang Xin. He was very worried at the moment, so he said angrily, "I'm in trouble. It's all your fault for neglecting your duties. If Find out earlier why this happened!"

The senior fellow apprentices all grimaced when they heard this. They were not very afraid of the good-tempered fourth uncle. Some complained, "If the charge of dereliction of duty is forced upon us, we will have nothing to say. No matter what, It is said that we did make mistakes, but... Uncle Fourth Master, we have been doing this job for more than a hundred years, and we have never made any mistakes. This guy is a bit too evil, we..."

Guangxin waved his hand and interrupted, "Okay, if he's not evil, why would I make him embarrassed like this? Grandma, this kid is indeed evil enough." As he spoke, he looked at Zhui'er in the room with his spiritual consciousness. The look of struggle on his face became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

A senior brother who was afraid of taking responsibility said cautiously, "What happened? Otherwise...Uncle, please try again."

Before Guang Xin could speak, several other people stared at this man.

Guang Xin tapped his forehead with his hand and said, "No wonder it's hard for you to improve your cultivation. You are so heartless that even your master doesn't dare to take action easily. If I try again, he won't survive!" After scolding him, People, he waved his hands to the other people impatiently, "Let's all go, let's go, I'm going to let you get hurt this time."

Although several senior brothers wanted to know more about how serious Zhui'er's condition was, it was obvious that the fourth senior uncle was in such a bad mood, so no one dared to say anything more, and they all left worriedly.

Guangxin couldn't sit still until the second day, because Zhui'er's face had begun to turn pale. On the third day, he started pacing back and forth, and Zhui'er's face became even paler. At night, he even checked A look of defeat appeared on Zhui'er's brows, and he panicked. Just when he was about to call someone to find his master with his spiritual thoughts, Ling Zhenzi happened to come back.

"Master, can Master come?" Guangxin asked anxiously.

Ling Zhenzi shook his head, looked at Zhuo'er in the room and said, "I don't think he can hold on for long, so I don't dare to wait any longer."

Guang Xin said disapprovingly, "You really don't need to be so cautious. With your cultivation, you can definitely wake him up. You'd better save him as soon as possible, otherwise he will really die."

Lingzhenzi took out a small bell made of black jade, still a little hesitant in his expression.

Guangxin's eyes lit up when he saw the bell, and he smiled and said, "You have borrowed all the soul-inducing bells from the second uncle? Then what is there to be afraid of? Let's do it quickly!"

Ling Zhenzi glared at him with dissatisfaction. This disciple's reckless temperament really worried him.