The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Chapter 211: Picking up the Mirror (16)

Lu Xin listened to him yelling with a gloomy face.

"I was born without freedom and choice! I was burned by the spiritual fire and lost my mind. I was in pain all over, but I had no choice but to get rid of my spiritual roots. I didn't even have the choice to commit suicide! And you... knew all this a long time ago, but you were afraid that I would lose my mission so you chose to hide it from me! You watched me suffer, but never said a word of comfort to me, and wouldn't let me choose my own future... No matter how much I begged you to let me go, you still pretended to be deaf and dumb. You still chose the world. Since the lives of the people in the world are more important than my life, why did you still come to see me! You never treated me as a disciple or an adopted son! You are a hypocritical, sanctimonious hypocrite! I hate you!"

"..."

Lu Xin closed his eyes, two lines of tears already flowing down.

He should have expected this a long time ago. If Xing'er could guess it, Fei Ren could guess it too. He was a practitioner of spiritual fire, so he would probably feel it even more deeply... It was because he had always chosen to subconsciously avoid it out of self-blame, guilt, and helplessness that Leng Fei Ren hated him today.

This pain tormented him for countless days and nights, just like when he and Tang Huanyun chose to conceal the truth, which made him feel painful and uneasy. He felt sorry for his apprentice being forced to bear the pain, and he also didn't want the Sanjue Sect to be cut off and lose its mission. After hesitating and struggling, things had come to this point and the opportunity had been missed, which caused a rift between the master and apprentice.

Lu Xin didn't want to make any more excuses for himself, so he just said to him honestly: "Fei Ren, it's true that for so many years, I rarely took your feelings into consideration for the sake of justice. I also failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a master when you were suffering and lonely... I can't even take care of my own apprentice, so how can I take care of all the sentient beings in the three realms? I was wrong... You blame me and hate me, but I have no regrets. Now, I will satisfy any request you have, as long as... you don't give up practicing Taichen Sword. This is something I can't compromise on."

Leng Feiren calmed down at this moment. His eyes were cold, revealing a hint of despair and deep sadness.

"Okay, I want to ascend to become an immortal quickly, so please, Master, help me to ferry my soul. Remember, it must be done every day." Leng Feiren returned to his usual indifferent expression.

Lu Xin's expression changed slightly. He stared at his eldest disciple with a suspicious look as if he didn't know him. After a long time, he nodded as if he was relieved: "Okay."

The image on the sword disappeared.

Cang Xue's voice came at the same time: "You should be very clear in your mind, right? Tang Huanyun only gave you spiritual power once, and even that situation could have shortened his life. If you give your spiritual power to others every day and nourish other people's spiritual roots, not only will your destiny of ascending to immortality be given away, but your life will also be given away. Now you understand that Lu Xin is willing to atone for his sins and choose to die."

She felt as if struck by lightning and her whole body was numb.

She never expected that her master’s death was really related to Leng Feiren!

"I am originally a sword spirit. All the grievances in the three realms, including yours, have nothing to do with me. I only like to fight evil spirits and conquer them... But, I'll make an exception and tell you one thing. Cui Ren told Leng Feiren about the soul-transferring matter. As for the intention, there is no need to say more. On the day of capturing Qiongqi, Cui Ren's cold arrow failed to kill Lu Xin, but instead allowed Lu Xin to be successfully elected as the new leader. A person like Cui Ren can't just sit there and wait for death and do nothing, right? Alas... You humans are so ugly. Brothers fight against each other, fellow disciples kill each other, and you use all means to scheme and do whatever it takes, huh."

Cang Xue sneered and disappeared again.

Mu Hanxing's eyes suddenly became cold and sharp. She was so angry that her whole body was shaking and she gritted her teeth. Leng Feiren... Cui Ren... She clenched her fists and had the intention to kill again.

The last illusion was the scene of Lu Xin’s death.

This time, when she saw Lu Xin lying on the bed, who had become old and confused because of Du Ling, her heart ached and tears started to flow.

At this time, all the disciples of the mountain sect gathered around his bed, with worried looks on their faces. Many of them were even sobbing quietly. Standing in the front were Lu Xin's three disciples and Tang Huanyun. Among these people, Tang Huanyun and the little sister cried the most fiercely, almost unable to speak. Although "she" had no expression on her face, her eyes were always red. Only Leng Feiren was terribly indifferent.

"It's only been a short time since I came down the mountain. How come my master has become like this when I came back... Woo..." Qi Baige covered his eyes and sobbed.

"Brother, I will search the three realms to find a new doctor for you!" Tang Huanyun said and was about to leave.

Lu Xin hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and he shook his head: "Don't go, I know my own body, I have heart disease and depression... These are not diseases that can be diagnosed, you might as well stay and accompany me more."

After saying this, Tang Huanyun felt weak all over, and he knelt down in front of Lu Xin's bed, holding his hand and saying, "Brother... hold on a little longer, the mountain gate cannot do without you."

Lu Xin looked at him and smiled tiredly. This was the silly brother he had known since childhood...

"Now that the former headmaster has passed away, the second headmaster Wu Nian has been traveling around and no one knows where he is. He is also unable to take care of the many important matters in the mountain gate. If I am gone, you will have to pay more attention to it in the future. But I am actually very confident in you, Huan Yun. Although you are not good at fighting, no one can replace you in managing government affairs. Sometimes, you have to be more confident."

Tang Huanyun held his big hand tightly, thinking back to the days when they were on the run and depended on each other as children. It was Lu Xin who protected him and took care of him all the way until he grew up...

His tears could not stop flowing: "Brother...Brother...don't leave. If you leave, I can't do anything..."

"Stop crying, you'll be laughed at by the younger generation." Lu Xin looked at his three disciples again. His gaze only stayed on Leng Feiren's face for a moment before moving away.

Leng Feiren never expected that this momentary cold look would stab him hard in the heart.

He knew that his master had always liked Mu Hanxing and Qi Baige more. It didn’t matter… It didn’t matter, he comforted himself in his heart. He was born lonely anyway, and he didn’t need anyone else’s love.

Lu Xin left the last moments to Mu Hanxing and Qi Baige. He held their hands tightly and whispered, "Xing'er, Ge'er, don't be sad. Everyone has their own destiny. I haven't practiced enough and cannot ascend. I am also worried about the theft of the Jiuzhou Ding. I am depressed all day and it is difficult to relieve it. In this life, I have subdued demons and monsters and upheld justice in the world. I have never lost my heart. I am asking if I can live up to my parents, brothers and friends, disciples in the mountain, and the cultivation and respect of the previous head... The only people I feel sorry for are Xing'er and... that's all... cough cough!"

"Master!" Xing'er's tears instantly rolled down her cheeks and she hurried forward to hug her father.

Qi Baige had already rushed over. She lay on Lu Xin's body, unable to control herself anymore and burst into tears: "Dad! Please don't abandon Ge'er... please..."

Lu Xin touched the heads of his two beloved disciples and slowly closed his eyes: "Don't bear grudges against anyone... I am dead now, so this is my repayment..."

In his mind, everything that happened in his life flashed by like a bizarre dream. At the last moment, he had no regrets, and he chose to use his own life to awaken Leng Feiren's conscience.

He believes that human nature is inherently good.

Maybe, one day, Leng Feiren will remember him and be able to care a little about the relationship between master and disciple and continue to defend the people of the three realms.

……

Lu Xin's breathing stopped, and the hand that had just been holding Xing'er fell to the side of the bed.

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