As soon as I opened the door, a familiar figure rushed into my arms like a bird that threw a forest. It was Yu Ling, who hugged each other in a jealous way, intoxicatedly breathing the long-lost breath on her body. At this moment, even the pain of her tiny teeth biting the skin on my shoulder became a kind of sweetness.

I was immersed in the joy of reunion in reality, and I did not see A Kuan running out excitedly at all, nor did I hear him chanting excitedly while running, "The Third Young Master... is alive, the Third Young Master is alive..."

"Brother Tian..." He licked the teeth marks left on my shoulders like a little rabbit because of excitement. Yu Ling raised his head with tears in his eyes, and cried after staring at me for a long time.

This cry with an extremely bitter cry made me feel aroused. I quickly let go of my hand and wiped her tears, which were like water breaking through the dam in panic: "Ling'er..."

As if you know I can't coax the girl, Beichen Rubing said jokingly, "Ling'er, I also gave you a lively 'Brother Tian'. Why are you crying? Could it be that you blame me..."

"No, no..." He said it, but it was sensitive, but he heard it. Yu Ling's tears suddenly braked, his eyes full of grievances: "Sister Wuji, I... I'm just too happy, don't get me wrong, let's talk about it... Brother Tian... Brother Tian is not my own, so why don't you pay it back?"

I kissed Yu Ling's eyelashes with tears. When the tip of my tongue touched the salty feeling of happiness, I hugged Bei Chen Rubing, who was shy with his ears, and kissed her heavily and said with a smile: "I am yours. As long as I don't break my pieces, you can do whatever you want."

"Really?" Bei Chen Rubing threw down his long hair, and a hint of cunning rippled in his head: "Then let's take you four pieces...hehe..."

"Sister Wuji, are you too cruel?" Just when I wanted to praise Yu Ling, Yu Ling raised her mouth and said, "Just divide it into three pieces, you, me, Sister Yuner..."

Not only Yu Ling himself, but the eyes and expressions of the three of us changed completely at this moment. When the two women in our arms looked at me with such sad eyes, my heart moved, and the image that would never fade clearly appeared. I exhaled a long sigh and held the two of them tightly: "Ling'er, Rubing, I promise you that no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely resurrect Yun'er."

While making a promise to Yu Ling and Bei Chen Rubing, I also promised to the immortal figure in my heart. For this promise, I am willing to give everything I have.

"Well, I believe in you, there is nothing you can't do!" Beichen Rubing's pupils reflected my firmness.

Yu Ling nodded heavily, his chin rubbed against my chest quickly, and finally looked up at my face full of longing: "At that time, the four of us will stay away from all the unhappiness of reality and live a carefree life... Huh... Brother Tian, ​​what is on your forehead?"

As I reached out to my forehead reflexively, a burst of rapid footsteps widened...

"Fan'er..."

The master's voice appeared first, and then 6 followers were Long Bashi, Dongfang Park Lin, Dad, Mom...

Although he was still extraordinary, the master was obviously thinner. His originally round cheeks were sunk deep, and his snow-white head was slightly less glossy. He has not seen such a long and short period of time, so he has indeed grown a lot older.

My dad has also lost weight, his temples are completely white, and his forehead, which is covered with fine sweat, looks wider because it has fallen seriously. His eyes are still the peace and kindness that I have gradually gotten used to.

My mother, who was scattered with tears on her face, and the sea was floating in the mess on her forehead, became fat. I knew that it was not a blessing caused by a broad heart and fat body, but it was because she had no good rest. Her body was weak, and she had not had good rest, her face was prone to swelling. Every time she swelled, she would inevitably have a few deep wrinkles on her face...

Faces that had changed or not changed appeared in front of me, and my heart throbbed again and again... In addition to Wang Chen, Yang Qiang and Yu Ming, the people from Tianmen basically rushed to the temporary equipment room at the entrance of the basement within one or two minutes, including A Kuan, A Guang and many people who I could not call their names, but the faces of these people were still so friendly and familiar...

Everyone came in and called me, and then looked at me deeply. Although the things conveyed by their eyes were different, the rich affection was like a towering mountain pressing on my heart. A clear and strange aura contained joy, excitement, gratitude, etc. quickly sublimated indoors...

"Mom..." As I hugged my mother who was crying, everyone came over, with pairs of arms surrounding me, and a circle of warm halos circled around my heart.

People say that they are moved in that moment. After that moment, they make some actions to express emotions. Some people who like to hide their emotions will feel awkward and artificial. This is why Long Bashi, the voice that made everyone let go of their hands that hug each other: "A great time, they cry like something, they smile, smile...haha..."

Long Bashi's words were somewhat touching the hearts of some men. Coupled with the prestige of his Tyrannosaurus Rex, everyone naturally stood up slowly. After I gently wiped the tears on my mother's bags, I looked around everyone gratefully and said, "Although I know you may not like to listen very much, I still want to say...thank you..."

While everyone was smiling but not speaking, Master Hong patted my shoulder lightly and said lightly: "Fan'er, to celebrate your rebirth, everyone had prepared a birthday ceremony, but now there are still many things waiting for you to handle, so this ceremony will be postponed, you... wait..."

Just as surprised as Yu Ling's expression before, the master pointed to my forehead and asked, "What is this?"

Originally, I was the focus of everyone. As a result, everyone's eyes were gathered on my forehead, making me feel like something crawling around on my forehead. I touched my forehead again, and at the point where the light and dark beads merged, I touched some clear marks, as if I was touching the wooden block with words inscribed...

"It seems to be a word!" Yu Ling pushed away my hand and pointed at my forehead carefully: "What is this word?"

After separating everyone's hands and feet, I found the mirror in the nearby bathroom and saw the strange handwriting in the forehead, just like the word Zhang Qiuhong pronounced at the first time. At first I saw the moment of my forehead as the word "南" in Buddhism. However, when I looked closely, I found that the four turning points of the word "南" were connected by a very regular "o". These two characters, which may be called "symbols", overlapped together to form a symbol that no one had ever combined.

As I frowned slightly, I dipped my fingers in doubt and magnified the weird symbol on the slightly dusty mirror: "What is this?"

But from Zhang Qiuhong and Long Bashi to Beichen Rubing and Yu Ling, everyone's eyes and expressions told me that they, like me, have never seen such "words".

"Fan'er, what word is this doesn't matter!" Zhang Qiuhong, who had been looking at me carefully, said with his eyes shining brightly: "What's important is why the word "口心心" appears."

My heart moved slightly, thinking that while Beichen Rubing guided my spirit with his virgin body, shouldn’t Shaolin and Wudang protect our Dharma outside the gauze tent? A hint of inspiration flashed in my mind: “Where are Shaolin and Wudang masters? I think they should know the most about my current situation, right?”

"I was about to take you to see them..." As he said that, after looking at Long Bashi, Zhang Qiuhong turned around and walked out of the bathroom from the time everyone was moving away.

I didn't think much about it, and followed me out...

The wind is very strong in Beijing, especially at night, when you follow Zhang Qiuhong, you feel the natural wind that is rumbling and a little cool when you walk through the corridor under the moonlight. However, your doubts are a little more refreshing. For the first time, it turns out that the wind in reality is really different from the wind in the game.

If someone asks me, what is the difference between the two, I can only describe it with subjective senses. Perhaps it is because the wind in reality is not as fresh as the game stroke and not as pure as the wind mixed with sand has a little more realistic vicissitudes...

But I was in a very comfortable mood and did not feel the aura that should not belong to Beijing in the wind, an extremely mysterious and wild aura.

As the most noble guests of Tianmen, Shaolin and Wudang masters were arranged in the best wing rooms. In my impression, no one had ever lived in these wing rooms.

When they came to these wing rooms, except for Yu Ling and Bei Chen Rubing, as well as Long Bashi and Dongfang Pu Lin, everyone else returned to their posts. After all, it was night. Everyone was excited and did not forget that they were carrying the burden of Tianmen's safety on their shoulders.

"Fan'er, put away the smile on your face!"

The master's majesty and cold words made the joy of rebirth completely rigid on my face. Shouldn't I laugh on such a good day today?

Although I had such questions in my heart, I still quickly controlled the stiff expression on my face. If I could not feel the aggrievance and doubts in my heart from my eyes, then Zhang Qiuhong would not have accepted me as his disciple at the beginning. I am not a person who can hide my mood and thoughts. In other words, I am a simple person.

"In order to give you the Dharma Protector, Improper, Impression, the four masters of Zhiming, Silver Bottle, Iron Cavalry, Qingxin, and Concentrating the Mind. The four Taoist masters were almost exhausted, and even their skills were exhausted by you." Zhang Qiuhong frowned and looked at the closed door in front of him: "Now facing them, do you think it is appropriate to cater to a smiling face?"

"What?" Yu Ling and Bei Chen Rubing exclaimed softly at the same time. I looked at Zhang Qiuhong in disbelief. I didn't know what to say for a long time. A warrior, a warrior who has been practicing internal martial arts for a lifetime, his skills were destroyed. This was definitely more uncomfortable than death. And I was the culprit that caused the cultivation of eight martial arts masters to destroy their cultivation...

Zhang Qiuhong exclaimed and said, "Except for us, few people know about this. As for what exactly caused this kind of thing, we are not very clear about it. Lao Xu is taking care of several masters inside and whispering when he goes in."

As he said that, Zhang Qiuhong gently pushed open the door, and a group of six people slowly walked into the wing room. Under the gentle candlelight of the wing room, Mr. Xu slowly came over. When he saw me, he looked happy and looked on his face: "Have you woke up?"

As I smiled bitterly and responded, Mr. Xu turned around and moved out of sight and said to the masters behind him: "It seems that the efforts of the masters have not been in vain. Xiao Xu has really woken up."

"Amitabha……"

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

As several vicissitudes of speech overlapped, I saw eight old men wearing monk's robes or Taoist robes. They were sitting on the spacious soft couch in a semicircular mat. Each of them had a relaxed and calm breath. Apart from the haggard eyes, it was impossible to tell that they were eight old men who had lost all their skills.

After looking at Old Queen Xu gratefully, Zhang Qiuhong respectfully owed the eight old men on the soft couch: "I feel a little relieved when I see the masters safe and sound. If any master is hurt by the little disciple's affairs..."

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun..." The Iron Cavalry Priest, who had a little more old eyebrows, smiled shallowly: "Commander Zhang is so serious, and gains and losses are only in a different way. If my body can be exchanged for a new life, I will definitely not be stingy."

The other people seemed to fully agree with the idea of ​​the Iron Cavalry, or the Iron Cavalry was representing that they expressed this common view.

It is clear that the abbot and Taoist Master Yinping are familiar to me, but I can't even match the names of the other six seniors. However, it is hard for me to use my life as a person who has nothing to do with me, but I have tried my best to waste my hard work and even consumed my life's hard work.

The cultivation of a person's mind and nature has reached a certain level, and many things will be stopped. Zhang Qiuhong didn't say much, but his eyes shone with deep light and stared at me.

"Dear seniors, junior Xu Fan is polite here!" In fact, I didn't need the master's hint at this time. Between the meridians connected to the neck of the masseuse, I bent down heavily and bowed deeply to these masters. At this time, all the gratitude and guilt cannot be expressed in words.

"I promise the donor not need to be polite!" Mingming's abbot's voice was still so kind: "To save you, it is the cause, it is also the result; to save you, it is the result, it is also the cause; to cycle the cause and effect, all are fixed numbers, do not argue."

"That's right, Xu Fan, don't learn from your master. How come there are so many things? Come here for me and let me take a good look at the old Taoist..." Master Yinping was still so casual. When he waved to me, he still teased the Iron Cavalry Master who should be his boss: "It's all because of the era of Tie Cavalry guy. He's not used to using electric lights. How can I see the small flames of candles clearly!"

I was shocked again. It was because of the preference of the Master Tieqi in the wing room. At the same time, I firmly remembered the characteristic of Master Tieqi. In the future, I would not forget to turn off the lights and light the candles at night.

As I thought, I also obediently walked over and stood in the center of the semicircle composed of eight masters, that is, the middle position on the front of the soft couch.

"Correction and fate!"

"Yin and Yang Seal!"

The eight masters exclaimed at the same time, their eyes gathered on the symbol on my forehead that no one could recognize before. Since my mind was completely placed on these eight masters, I heard clearly that the four masters in Shaolin were talking about "karma and fate", while the four Taoist priests in Wudang were talking about "yin and yang seal".
Chapter completed!