There were elders visiting the other courtyard, so Chen Jin and Huang Mengliang had to stay outside and wait.
Chen Jin had a dull face, not much change in expression could be seen, but Huang Mengliang could not conceal his anxiety.
On the one hand, Elder Qin had been kind to him; on the other hand, he originally thought that Chen Jin's situation would improve after Elder Qin came back, but he did not expect this to be the result.
Normally, Qin Jianyuan has never really done anything, and few people in the hospital know what he is capable of.
But to become an elder of Sword Sect Lower Court, one's cultivation strength is at least above Eighth Realm.
What exactly happened to such a character outside to cause him to be so seriously injured?
After a while, several elders walked out of the other courtyard.
The leader is tall and has a face like a jujube. He is the first elder "Yao Wuya", followed by the second elder "Sun Yiming", the third elder "Ma Long", and the fourth elder "Xue Hongmei".
It can be called the four giants.
As for the fifth elder "Mo Xuanyi" and the sixth elder "Wang Mo", they are currently not on the mountain, so they did not appear.
Seeing so many elders at once, Huang Mengliang was inevitably nervous and stood solemnly.
Great Elder Yao Wuya glanced at Chen Jin.
In an instant, Chen Jin seemed to have been seen through everything and could no longer hide any secrets. His consciousness suddenly tightened, and he felt like he wanted to hide underground.
Fortunately, at this time, the sun and moon reappeared on the spiritual platform. As if they had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, they emerged on their own initiative, shining thousands of rays of light, building a shield to isolate any prying thoughts.
Yao Wuya looked away and suddenly said, "Chen Jin, how did you become like this?"
He knew Chen Jin. He thought that when Chen Jin won the first prize in Sword Competition, he personally presented the award and handed Slay Evil Sword into the hands of Chen Jin.
Chen Jin is silent, unable to explain at all, including those secrets about himself that he subconsciously wants to hide.
Xue Hongmei smiled coldly and rebuked, "Those who surrender themselves to degradation are already hopeless."
Now Yan Hui has broken through to the Sixth Realm and has become her beloved disciple. She should protect her beloved disciple in every possible way and do not want her to be bullied in any way.
Otherwise, how would Xue Hongmei agree to take action and go to Yan Household Stronghold?
Unexpectedly, Yan Household Stronghold suffered a disaster. At that time, Xue Hongmei did not catch the murderer. He felt that he had lost face in front of his beloved disciple and was very unhappy.
When they returned to the mountain, they heard rumors involving Yan Hui again. The fourth elder was quite angry. She didn't care about the entanglement between Chen Jin and Yan Hui in the past. In short, now, Chen Jin was not worthy of having any inappropriate thoughts about Yan Hui.
Yao Wujian shook his head, sighed, said nothing, and walked away.
As the great elder of the Sword Sect Lower Court, he is accustomed to seeing changes in the situation. He has seen countless talented disciples. They rise like comets, and many of them fall like meteors.
Chen Jin is just one of them.
He's not his own disciple, so there's nothing much to say.
After the four elders walked away, Huang Mengliang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Chen Jin secretly. For a moment, he didn't know how to comfort him.
Being reprimanded by two elders in person, Junior Brother Chen must have felt very uncomfortable.
How might I say it?
When a person fails and loses his glory, no matter what he does, it seems to be wrong.
At this moment, Huang Mengliang couldn't help but admire Chen Jin because he had the courage to come back and stand here.
This kind of courage is not something everyone can possess.
"The Seventh Elder ordered that only Chen Jin be allowed in. Senior Brother Huang, please come back."
A Daoist boy ran out and said.
Huang Mengliang said "Oh", a little disappointed, but unwilling to leave, so he said, "Junior brother, I will wait for you outside the door."
Chen Jin nodded and stepped into the courtyard.
The room was filled with a strong medicinal smell, and the windows were closed, making it appear dark, so a lamp was lit.
The firelight shines brightly and brightly.
The skinny Qin Jianyuan was lying on the bed, her gray hair casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, her face full of wrinkles, her face pale and drowsy.
As for his body, he was still wearing an old Daoist robe that had not been cleaned for an unknown period of time. It was as dirty as ever.
Seeing him, Chen Jin immediately remembered the time when he was a young scholar and met him on the street.
At that time, the old Daoist stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head, saying that he was born smart and had a destiny with the immortal family.
Chen Jin was so blessed that he wanted to kowtow and become a disciple, but the old Daoist avoided him.
The old Daoist said that he would not accept a disciple and would only take him up the mountain, so he summoned a crane and took Chen Jin straight up to Qingyun...
Chen Jin I will never forget this scene.
It has been many years, really many years.
Qin Jianyuan opened his eyes, looked around, and said with a sad face, "Chen Jin, why do you look older than me? If you remember correctly, you are only forty years old this year. The sage said: I am not confused at forty, you look nothing like me."
Chen Jin is indeed full of doubts and grievances. He really wants to find someone to talk to, and even burst into tears to vent his feelings.
However, when he saw Qin Jianyuan's sickly appearance, Chen Jin couldn't say anything.
Yes, I am over forty and no longer a naive and ignorant boy. From now on, no matter how difficult things are, I have to carry them by myself.
Thinking like this, tears still fell down unsatisfactorily.
Qin Jianyuan suddenly changed his face and cursed, "A man won't shed tears easily. Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet."
Chen Jin quickly wiped away his tears and stood with his hands down, thinking that Qin Jianyuan could still curse. I expected that the injury was not as serious as imagined, otherwise, he might not be able to run back to the mountain.
Qin Jianyuan looked at him and suddenly asked, "Are you re-cultivating San Gong?"
Chen Jin replied, "When the disciple went out to look for fortuitous opportunity, he encountered a disaster and narrowly escaped death. He had no choice but to break up his practice and rebuild his cultivation."
Hearing this, Qin Jianyuan let out a long sigh.
Re-cultivating San Gong may sound like starting over, but in fact the cost is huge. It may leave a lot of irreversible damage to the meridians, organs, and the soul. Once you make the wrong move, you will be dead.
No wonder Chen Jin has turned into such an old and haggard appearance. He is lucky to be alive.
Qin Jianyuan Without asking the details of the process, Dao Path is long and full of disasters. It can only survive a few winds and frosts. If it cannot withstand it, the disaster will increase and it will turn into ashes.
As a seasoned Daoist, he has long been accustomed to it and has become indifferent. "Whether you have re-cultivated San Gong, you can choose again. With your intelligence and understanding, there may not be no new way out. Well, I have something for you here, you may need it."
With that said, he took out a jade box and handed it over.
Chen Jin stepped forward and took it with both hands. He felt his hands sink. The box, which was only a foot long, was actually quite heavy, as if he was holding a small mountain in his hands.