Emperor of Nine Suns

"Brother Chu Chen, do you still remember that when I first entered the sect, I was disliked by everyone for my little beggar appearance. It was you who held my hand and protected me. From that day on, I I think, if you really don’t dislike me, I will definitely marry you when I grow up..."

The girl's soft voice had a hint of firmness, but after saying this, her face turned as red as a ripe apple.

Chu Chen just stared at the girl blankly, watching the graceful spiritual paper cranes falling lightly, constantly transforming into children's dreams."

The girl's soothing smile is like the sunshine in winter, bringing a full feeling of warmth.

It's a pity that the spiritual power that those spiritual paper cranes can carry is limited. The time for each paper crane to transform into a child's dream is very short, and sometimes it even disappears after only having time to say a word.

When the last spiritual paper crane fell, the girl's image became increasingly clear and sometimes blurry...

"Brother Chu Chen, do you remember?"

"The most cruel time you were to me was when I hid my cultivation and refused to enter the inner gate. In fact, I wasn't afraid of leaving you alone and being bullied by the outer gate, but I couldn't live without you. I know very well that I don’t care what kind of cultivation you have. Even if one day you fail in cultivation and become a mortal, I will not hesitate to give up all your cultivation and go down the mountain with you, because I have already decided, I must marry you..."

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Listening to the girl's final confession, Chu Chen's mind was filled with thoughts, and scenes from the past surged up from the depths of his memories.

Flying like butterflies!

Chu Chen remembered that when he fell from the cliff and his soul was poisoned and left his body, it was his junior sister who stayed with him and protected him.

During those three years, no matter how many cold words she received from her senior brothers and sisters, she didn't care at all.

In those three years, I encountered countless setbacks, and there were times when I was in a desperate situation and wanted to give up. This little girl always stayed by my side and encouraged me desperately.

In order to find medicine for herself, she often returned from the mountains with injuries all over her body...

She is... her only belief during the three years of living as an outer disciple of the Biquan Immortal Sect...

The girl’s bright smile is like the warmest sunshine in winter!

"Brother Chu Chen,

Goodbye then..."

The girl smiled and waved vigorously, "I believe we will meet soon..."

Tong Meng's last figure turned into auras that filled the sky and completely dissipated into the void.

Chu Chen gently stretched out his palm, trying to hold her hand, but he missed it.

This last figure finally disappeared...

A little faint light finally disappeared, and the void became completely calm, as if nothing had happened.

In the empty room, there was only a boy in a wheelchair.

The young man slowly clenched his fists, his eyes extremely firm.

"Meng'er, hold on, we will meet soon. No matter what, I must enter the fairy world and bring you out!"

It can be said that Chu Chen's life in Shenxia Sect was very comfortable. Compared with the crisis in the Western Wasteland, Chu Chen only ate and slept in Shenxia Sect.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning on the third day, Little Senior Sister Lianyun entered the guest room where he was with a smile on her face, and patted him on the shoulder without being at all angry.

"It's been two days of rest, so it's almost done. Let's go, I'll take you to our Shenxia Sect's library."

"Well, I'll trouble you, Senior Sister."

Chu Chen smiled and nodded, turning the wheelchair, following Little Senior Sister Lianyun

He has also heard of the Shenxia Sect's sect library. It is said that it contains the cultivation notes and experiences of many sect masters and elders of the Shenxia Sect in the past, as well as various unique scenery and scenery in the Western Wasteland. It is the most important part of the sect. A place of inheritance.

In the vast land of the Western Wasteland, the Shenxia Sect is strictly a reclusive sect and rarely communicates with other sects, aristocratic families, secret realms and other forces.

Sometimes there are even no disciples going out for several years in a row, and the world only pays attention to it when the sect recruits students once every three years.

In such a secluded sect, there are many female disciples, and most female disciples do not like to fight with others, and are not very interested in going out for adventure and experience, so ordinary disciples rarely have contact with the outside world.

While many Shenxia Sect disciples are concentrating on their cultivation, their greatest pleasure and hobby is to enter the sect's library and read a wide range of books.

It is said that in addition to the cultivation experiences of the former sages, the sect's library also contains special records of many major events in the outside world as well as anecdotes and strange things, specifically for the disciples in the sect to understand the outside world.

Therefore, in many cases, the Zongmen Book Pavilion is the most lively place in the entire sect, comparable to the mission hall of the Medicine Palace.

What was unexpected was that when Chu Chen followed Little Senior Sister Lianyun through the many pavilions and pavilions and entered the sect's library, he found that there were not many people here.

In the huge bookstore, there were only a few people looking at some ancient books attentively, which seemed particularly deserted.

"Normally there are a lot of people here, but there has been such a big change recently, and many seniors and juniors are trapped in the fairy world."

Looking at the empty sect's library, Little Senior Sister Lianyun sighed helplessly, "There are still some disciples running around looking for ways to rescue them, so there are not many disciples left in the sect. ”

Chu Chen nodded clearly. He had to say that this incident in the Little Immortal Realm had indeed dealt a heavy blow to the Shenxia Sect. If it was not resolved as soon as possible, it would probably have irreparable consequences.

There were very few people in the Zongmen Book Pavilion, which allowed the two of them to browse various ancient books as they pleased without worrying about not being able to borrow books.

After walking around for a few times, Chu Chen was in a good mood.

Because the collection of books in this library is so rich, including anecdotes, cultivation classics, adventure experiences, astronomy and geography, ancient legends, gods and demons, etc., it is dizzying.

For a bookworm like Chu Chen, who is addicted to books, he has undoubtedly entered a treasure house.

Just when Chu Chen was planning to find a few books about the customs and customs of the Western Wasteland and read them carefully, a harsh bell suddenly rang over the entire Shenxia Sect.

The sound of the bell was extremely loud and penetrating, as if a nine-day thunder exploded in my ears.

Even with Chu Chen's determination, he couldn't help but trembled when the bell rang, and frowned slightly.

Not far away, Little Senior Sister Lianyun, who was flipping through a book, was startled, and even the book in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

When Chu Chen turned around to look, he saw Senior Sister Lianyun's face was pale, and she spat out a few words in panic: "Luoxia Bell!!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lian Yun's ugly expression, Chu Chen asked quickly.

"The Luoxia Bell is the magical weapon of our Shenxia Sect. It suppresses the destiny of the entire sect. It does not ring at all on weekdays. Once the bell rings, it can only mean two things!"

Little Senior Sister Lianyun's voice even trembled.

"One is that a powerful enemy is coming and may attack the Shenxia Sect. The other is that there is an unparalleled powerful person who wants to challenge the sect leader and is about to shake the foundation of the sect!"