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Chapter 17 Flowers are not flowers

"Father's love is like a mountain!"

Chu Liuxian let out a sigh of relief, and the invisible thing that was blocking his chest disappeared without a trace.

"In order for both children to live, he can give up his status as a young man and prepare to take his child to hide his identity and live an ordinary life."

"He can do whatever immortal, magic weapon, or family... he can do it, as long as his children can live!"

"Father's love is like a mountain, and great love is boundless, that's all."

If this was nostalgic work by others, Chu Liuxian's feelings ended here, and fell on himself. He spit out two more words:

"No complaint!"

Chu Liuxian, don’t complain!

What kind of wealth and glory, what kind of resource cultivation, what kind of identity and status...

Chu Liuxian didn't feel that he would not get all of this with his own hands and his own efforts.

In terms of the pride in his heart and the conceit in his bones, he believes that he is not inferior to his brothers.

These things are not necessary for others to give them, and their own hands are enough to open up a road to heaven.

Only one thing is that Chu Liuxian envied the young master: "What does it feel like to love your parents?"

Shaking his head, he continued to read down...

...

It was unimaginable that the Chu family lost their eldest son in the next sixteen years. In the next sixteen years, the Chu family tried every means to save the dying second son and put all their hopes on him.

For more than ten years, the young master has indeed lived up to everyone's expectations. As he grows older, in the eyes of the Chu family and all the aristocratic families of this era, he shows his demeanor of an exiled immortal.

Young geniuses, regardless of their courage, means, scheming, cultivation, and mind... are all the best choices.

Only the young master, don't think so...

"Flowers are not flowers...fog is not fog...I am not a banished immortal either..."

"The Treasure of Shackles never responded to me. It was completely different from the twin banished immortals recorded in the classics. It turned out that I was not a banished immortal at all."

"Every time I dream of my brother, the mysterious jade pendant will become hot. I can feel it is excited, it is excited, it wants to return to its real master."

"Everything I have enjoyed, whether it is the name of Chu Liuxian, the honor of the banished immortal, or the title of the young master Liuxian, they were originally brothers."

"One day, I will return all the things I owe to his brother."

...

Chu Liuxian's hand trembled, and the book had already turned to the end. He shook his head as if someone could see it on the other side, muttering: "My brother, you... have done it, and you have done more."

He remembered the scenes that happened in the golden lake soul space and in the mountain belly, and the feeling of great grief in his heart surged up again.

Chu Liu's immortal soul opened the next page unsteadily. This was the last page. The handwriting left by the young master was bright ink, which was clearly written shortly:

"There is one thing that I have never told, and no one knows."

"They all say I'm proud, I'm arrogant because I often can't remember their faces and their names."

"Actually, I have been unable to remember these since I was a child. Unless it impressed me, I will forget all their names in a blink of an eye."

"But it doesn't matter. Since they say that, then I'm proud and I'm arrogant, so what?"

"The world is so great, and there are not many people among my peers who can remember me. The only one who can make me sigh that I am inferior to myself is your brother. The rest are mediocre, so it's better to forget."

"Hahaha~~The classics are recorded that the banished immortals have been thrown into the lower realm, which is a taboo by the way of heaven, so they must have some flaws."

"I am not a banished immortal, but I actually have the problem of a banished immortal. Brother, are you funny?"

...

Chu Liuxian was immersed in the unspeakable emotions, but he didn't notice that the young master's last words were no longer a record, but clearly said to him.

Chu Liuxian smiled, as if the young master was still alive, just sitting opposite him, and the two were chatting.

"I have such flaws, brother, do you know? I'm very lucky. If I can develop in a bad direction, it will definitely go in a bad direction."

"Are you funny?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Liuxian's smile suddenly froze on his face.

The last page of the booklet turned over, and right in front of him, the booklet that ended the mission slowly collapsed like a condensed from sand, and finally turned into countless spots of light that flew away in front of him.

Like flowers like fog, neither flowers nor dance, like dreams and illusions, and neither dreams nor illusions.

In a trance, Chu Liuxian seemed to be in the hazy light and shadow. Seeing the young master's back, seeing him turn his head and smile, it finally dissipated...

After a long time, there was already nothing in front of me, and the smoke disappeared. Chu Liuxian suddenly sighed, and felt something in his heart, and sang:

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog.

Come in the dream and go with the wind.

How many dreams have you been in 16 years?

Once the fog dissipates the yin and yang road!

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!

Flowers bloom and fall all over the courtyard, how can they stay in the immortal place?!

Walking on the road of immortality alone!

“…Land alone, step on the fairy road~~”

Chu Liuxian felt in his heart at this moment, and was hard to express his feelings. He just silently picked up the gilded jade plaque placed on the desk table, slowly put it in his arms, and then patted it through his hands through the clothes.

This simple action seemed to have something meaning and determination, and I am afraid that even he himself didn't understand very well.

"My brother, you've done a great job in the past sixteen years."

"I'll do it later."

At this moment, Chu Liuxian's mentality changed unknowingly after she understood everything.

He no longer felt that he had used something or inherited something. He just felt that there was a way that the young master had walked a little while, and the rest would continue to move forward and move towards unprecedented glory.

The booklet turned into light and scattered, and finally the words were clearly what Chu Liuxian said. These were the premonitions that the young master had when he saw Chu Liuxian in his dream before the incident, and he had a pre-preparation.

Chu Liuxian didn't think about these things, but just stood in front of the desk table, swaying his sleeves, and several things fell on the table.

There were several talismans, all of which were the same as he used to test the release of spiritual power in the True Spirit Realm before.

There are tender green and slender branches, inconspicuous pendants woven.

In addition to these, there were also the magic platform included in the Four Spirit Jade Belt and the various things equipped on the magic platform, all the things that the young master wore at that time were destroyed under the Forgetful River Mantra.

"What exactly is this thing for?"

Chu Liuxian picked up the tender branch pendant, and his hands were vaguely painful, as if there were spikes on the tender green branches, but after careful look, there was nothing.

With the lessons of the previous test of the talisman, and with the fact that there was only one left in this pendant, he did not dare to do anything randomly, so he had to give up for the time being.

Those talismans are also average.

There is nothing special about the inspiration method, but what are the levels of these talismans, which are attacking, and which are guarding? Chu Liuxian was confused, at least he could not see the reason from the crooked runes.

After a while, Chu Liuxian sighed and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After all, the foundation is not solid enough."

After all, he was cultivating immortals and growing up like wild grass in the mountains. Not to mention the chanting orchids and jade trees like the young master, he was incomparable to those water radishes that looked very similar to ginseng.

Even if you seize every opportunity in your dream, you will not miss a few words and just say something. In the end, the foundation is shallow and you will not know the treasure.

"This can't continue."

Chu Liuxian made up his mind secretly, "I must make up for this lesson."

"It would be fine if there is a treasure but it doesn't recognize it. If it meets the situation, it might be a huge disaster."

Chu Liuxian, who has grown up with himself, studied by himself, and obtained everything with his own hands, has the most no shortage of tenacity and cruelty!

"bring it on!"

Chu Liuxian was determined to make up his lessons before the Daozong arrived and the Jiuyao Ancient Boat was idle, so he could start making up for the lessons.

For him, the many attempts and excitement of the world of immortal cultivation have just begun.

When he arrived at the Dao Sect, he became a prince of the Immortal Sect with his identity as the legitimate son of the Shenxiao Chu family, and his banished immortality, he could become a young master of the Immortal Sect, using this as a pedal to truly get in touch with the magnificence and dream of this world.

In the following days, Chu Liuxian could not walk out of the quiet room, or browsed the classics about various common sense and anecdotes placed in the room, or entered the Jinhu space to draw nourishment from the treasures of memory left by the young master...

The sun and the moon were unknown in the mountains. In the next few days, he was completely immersed in it. He shouted casually when he hungry in his stomach. Shuang'er brought his food and took it over and ate and drank, and did not tell the taste.

When I was tired, I fell asleep on the cloud bed, but I didn’t know the morning and evening, so I woke up and continued.

Whenever he gained something, Chu Liuxian would try it with great enthusiasm and roughly figure out the things left by the young master. Only the bright yellow seal obtained in the Seven Star Well, which was suspected to be the treasure of the fairy spirit, had no clue.

Whether it is injecting spiritual power or urging it with essence and blood, the seal is like a rock, without showing any supernatural features.

If it hadn't for seeing it protecting the stupid dog under the Forgetful River Curse that day, and there were so many clues that even Chu Liuxian would have doubted whether this was a treasure of immortals or was it simply a stubborn stone?

Unable to figure it out, Chu Liuxian had to hang the seal and the pendant around his waist, and felt fierce in his heart: "I don't believe you can do anything to you. One day, I will let you show your true face."

The seal is silent, its color is bright yellow, and its light flows under the reflection of the fire trees and silver flowers. If you sneer.

One day, Chu Liuxian was reading a classic with relish. According to the classics, three thousand years ago, a banished immortal named Duobao Taoist was rampant and invincible. He once made an unprecedented record of killing Yang Shen as the lord of Yin Shen, and was famous for his eternal fame.

The most famous Taoist Duobao is not his identity as an exiled immortal, but his favorite habit of trying every means to seize the treasures of other exiled immortals for their own use.

"He is very fond of collecting treasures from immortals and using everything he wants. With his strength and wonderful means, he often wins many things, so he calls himself: Duobao Taoist!"

"If later generations don't understand, how come there is such a lot of fairy spirits that can inspire others to accompany the fairy spirit treasures..."

When Chu Liuxian saw this, he closed the scroll and thought deeply. He couldn't help but pick up the bright yellow seal and grasp it in his hand. It seemed that he had grasped something vaguely, which was the key to making the seal for him.

“What is it?”

Chu Liuxian was thinking hard, and the nine-fire ancient ship that had been flying smoothly above the nine heavens suddenly trembled violently.

"What's going on?"

At the same time, a burst of chaotic footsteps came from outside the quiet room.
Chapter completed!
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