Injuries to the soul were difficult to treat. Even with the help of rare heavenly treasures, it would still take a long time to recover.
Chu Xingyun's soul injury was extremely serious. It had even harmed his physical body and spirit sea. Otherwise, his cultivation would not have regressed.
Ever since Chu Xingyun had awakened, he had been living in seclusion in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. He wanted to use this opportunity to recuperate. Unfortunately, his injuries did not improve. Once his mind fluctuated violently or suffered heavy injuries, it would still be very dangerous.
Mowang Gong looked at the pale-faced Chu Xingyun and could not help but sigh inwardly. Just as he was thinking about what to say, a baby's cry suddenly came from the courtyard.
Dad … Dad!
Although the voice was indistinct, it was especially clear and melodious. It made one's mind feel comfortable.
Wu Jing Xue and Mowang Gong turned their heads and saw a cute baby wearing a white cotton-padded jacket walk out of the courtyard.
The baby was about one year old and seemed to have just learned how to walk. Her steps were a little shaky. Her facial features were delicate and her cheeks were pink. She was very lovable.
When she saw Wu Jing Xue and Mowang Gong, a smile immediately appeared on the baby's face. Her pace quickened as she walked towards them. The moment she walked out of the courtyard, the snowflakes drifting in the air suddenly stopped. Even the chill dissipated.
"Wuyi, come to Uncle Mo." Mowang Gong showed an amiable smile. He hurriedly stepped forward and held the cute baby in his arms. His smile could not hide the doting in his heart.
He was not the only one. Even Wu Jingxue, who was usually reserved, showed a smile at this moment. He reached out his hand to play with the baby and made some teasing noises.
This cute baby was called Chu Wuyi.
Chu Ben Wuyi.
"Senior Mo, Senior Wu." At this moment, Shui Qianyue's voice rang out. She walked out of the courtyard, dressed in a dark blue dress. Her aura seemed to have changed, and there was a hint of grace about her.
She first smiled at Wu Jing Xue and Mowang Gong, and then opened her hand. Chu Wu Yi opened his small hand, and a crisp voice came out of his mouth, as if he wanted Shui Qianyue to hug him.
"You little girl, can't you give this old man some face?" Mowang Gong pretended to be angry as he shouted at Chu Wuyi. Chu Wuyi curled his lips and didn't buy Mowang Gong's words at all.
This scene amused everyone. Even Chu Xingyun revealed a knowing smile.
"Qian Yue, bring Wuyi into the courtyard so that he won't freeze." Chu Xingyun gently coughed a few times as he spoke to Shui Qianyue. His eyes were filled with love as he looked at Chu Wuyi.
"Okay." Shui Qianyue replied, and reached out to take Chu Wuyi. But after taking a few steps, she stopped and turned to Chu Xingyun, saying, "Master, you also have to take care of your body."
Chu Xingyun nodded, and smiled as he watched Shui Qianyue and Chu Wuyi enter the courtyard.
At the peak of the Nine Cold Mountain, Chu Xingyun tried his best to persuade Shui Liu Xiang to stay, but to no avail. Because of his serious injuries, he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture by the wind and snow. Ye Qianhan also quietly left, leaving Chu Wuyi alone.
Since then, Chu Wuyi had been under the care of Shui Qianyue, and had been living in the courtyard.
In the past year, Chu Wuyi's existence had added a lot of joy to the Wanjian Pavilion. Everyone liked this little guy from the bottom of their hearts, including Chu Xingyun.
Seeing Shui Qianyue and Chu Wuyi enter the courtyard, Chu Xingyun came to the pavilion and sat down. He couldn't stop coughing every few steps, and his face was as pale as snow.
"Why have you called us here this time?" Wu Jing Xue also walked into the pavilion and asked straightforwardly.
"It has been a year since the battle of the Nine Cold Mountain. In the past year, although there has been no war in the Northern Wilderness Region, there is still chaos everywhere. Therefore, I am preparing to gather all the ancient cities, powers, and rulers of the dynasties to gather at the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain."
Chu Xingyun looked up at Wu Jing Xue and said slowly, "Firstly, we can establish the prestige of the Wanjian Pavilion, suppress the chaos, and make it easier to carry out the reform."
"Secondly, I also want to take this opportunity to publicly mourn the soldiers who died in the battle to appease the people. After all, they died for the sake of the Wanjian Pavilion, and they shouldn't be buried in the battlefield."
After hearing Chu Xingyun's words, Wu Jing Xue's eyes narrowed. He had been on the battlefield for decades, and he naturally knew what this meant. He immediately replied, "Leave this to me."
After saying this, his body flashed and turned into a thousand-meter-long Evil Jiao Dragon, disappearing into the vast sky. "Although the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has unified the Northern Wilderness Region, it's still not publicly announced. It's inevitable that there will be some voices of doubt. This move can not only establish prestige, but also appease the people. It's indeed killing two birds with one stone." Mo Wanggong did not regard himself as an outsider and sat down with a smile.
He sat down and looked at Chu Xingyun.
"That's right …"
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned serious. "I have searched the entire Northern Wilderness Region, but I still haven't found the Outer Metal. If I want to continue searching, I'm afraid I have to go to other regions."
Back then, at the peak of the Nine Frost Mountain, Wu Jing Xue, Mowang Gong, and Lin Tianchong fought with their lives against the two Vice Palace Masters of the Jiuhan Temple. The battle was so fierce that the sky was dyed red with blood.
In the end, they were still defeated. They couldn't defeat the two Vice Palace Masters. Wu Jing Xue and Mowang Gong could only self-destruct their Spiritual Seas to severely injure the two Vice Palace Masters. Lin Tianchong did the same. He turned into a sky full of lightning and fought with his life.
Wu Jing Xue and Mowang Gong weren't living creatures, but half-human and half-puppet bodies. Their souls were suppressed in the Reincarnation Heavenly Book. As long as Chu Xingyun didn't die, they could be revived.
However, Lin Tianchong couldn't do the same.
At this moment, Lin Tianchong's soul had been sucked into the Reincarnation Heavenly Book by Chu Xingyun. It hadn't dissipated yet, but if he wanted to form a half-human and half-puppet body, he had to have the Outer Metal.
Because of this, Mowang Gong had been searching for the Outer Metal since the end of the Nine Frost Mountain battle. However, the Northern Wilderness Region was too barren, and he hadn't found anything. There might be Outer Metal in the other regions of the True Spirit Continent, but it was unknown.
Thinking of this, even Mowang Gong felt a little discouraged. He raised his head to look at Chu Xingyun, only to see Chu Xingyun sitting quietly on the stone chair. His eyes were fixed on the sky, and he didn't say a word, as if he had sunk into deep thought.
Snow began to fall again, one after another, filling the sky with endless snowflakes.
The pavilion was exquisite, but it couldn't withstand the bone-chilling cold. Mowang Gong was a little worried about Chu Xingyun's body. Just as he was about to speak, the silent Chu Xingyun suddenly turned his head. His pitch-black eyes shone with a profound light as he said seriously, "Senior Mo, you once said that the Outer Metal's origin was mysterious, and that it might not be something from the True Spirit Continent.
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