Words of the Illusion Part 1

Lu Guijiu was angry. For Zhang Jingmo, this was actually a novel thing.

In the first life, Zhang Jingmo was the victim. Logically speaking, no matter what he did, Lu Guijiu had no right to be angry. In this life, Lu Guijiu and Zhang Jingmo had a very good relationship, so there were few opportunities for anger in their daily lives.

So for the first time, Zhang Jingmo felt a strange sense of being at a loss.

Regarding Zhang Jingmo's return, Lu Guijiu showed an incomprehensible indifference. He was neither angry nor happy. The look in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Jingmo was as if he was looking at a stranger.

Zhang Jingmo wanted to speak several times, but was blocked by Lu Guijiu's gaze.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. In the end, it was Zhang Jingmo who felt guilty and started to find some topics to talk about.

Zhang Jingmo said that he had obtained a heart during his previous outing, which had the effect of bringing the dead back to life and turning white bones into living people. However, he did not know whether it would actually work.

Lu Guijiu only gave a light "hmm" and did not seem to want to continue the conversation at all.

Zhang Jingmo then said, "I see that you can already start preparing for building your foundation. Some things have happened in Kuchan Valley, so we can't return to Lingxu Sect for the time being. I have ready-made Foundation Establishment Pills on hand. If you have confidence, we might as well build your foundation right here in this spiritual vein."

Lu Guijiu responded coldly again, his face still showing no change.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo said helplessly, "Guijiu, why don't you say something?"

Lu Guijiu said, "What is there to say?"

Zhang Jingmo said, "Tell me how you've been doing for the past few decades."

Lu Guijiu slowly said, "In this spiritual vein with inexhaustible resources, I have naturally been doing very well."

Zhang Jingmo pursed his lips. He sensed that Lu Guijiu had emotions, but for a moment he didn't know how to guide those emotions out.

Zhang Jingmo stopped talking, and the two fell into silence again. Lu Guijiu kept staring at the fire in front of him, his face expressionless, but who knew what he was thinking.

Lu Shu, who had been observing the situation in Lu Guijiu's mind, was also a bit puzzled. He felt that Lu Guijiu should have been overjoyed to see Zhang Jingmo, after all, the person he had been thinking about for so many years had suddenly come back to life. But now that Zhang Jingmo had appeared before him, why was Lu Guijiu acting as if he couldn't see this person at all?

Lu Shu was not Zhang Jingmo and did not have to consider so much, so he asked directly, "Shouldn't you be happy? Why do you have this expression?"

Lu Guijiu said coldly, "Happy?"

Lu Shu said, "Otherwise?"

Lu Guijiu said, "Why should I be happy."

Lu Shu said, "Your master has returned, shouldn't you be happy rather than sad?"

Lu Guijiu's voice was extremely cold. He said, "For the past eighty years, I have been sleepless every day. As soon as I close my eyes, I see him being cut into several pieces. I treasured the heart he left behind and spoke softly to it every day... Tell me, am I a fool?"

Lu Shu said with a dry laugh, "Isn't this just a case of being overly concerned? Your master also said that he might not necessarily be resurrected..."

Lu Guijiu said, "I was just thinking, what virtue or ability does Lu Guijiu have that my master would give so much for me."

Lu Shu also felt that Zhang Jingmo had indeed done right by Lu Guijiu. The things he gave Lu Guijiu were always the best.

Lu Guijiu then said, "He gave so much, but why did he never ask if I wanted it or not?"

Lu Shu was speechless.

Lu Guijiu said with a bitter smile, "If I had known that he planned to enter the spiritual vein in this way, I would never have agreed."

To Zhang Jingmo, it looked as if Lu Guijiu was in a daze.

Zhang Jingmo called out, "Guijiu, do you really have nothing to say to your master?"

Lu Guijiu was brought back to attention by Zhang Jingmo's words. He turned his head to look at Zhang Jingmo, his eyes filled with suppressed intense emotions.

Eighty years had passed, but Zhang Jingmo had not aged like ordinary people. Instead, his face exuded a glowing luster, indicating that his cultivation had progressed quite a bit. His originally all-white long hair, which had turned that color due to the damage to his body from alchemy, had also returned to black. At this time, it was casually tied behind his head, making his skin appear even more snow-white.

When Lu Guijiu saw Zhang Jingmo as a child, four words emerged in his mind: immortal elegance.

And at this moment, those four words once again outlined themselves in his mind.

Seeing that Lu Guijiu did not answer, Zhang Jingmo guessed that Lu Guijiu was also very angry. After thinking for a while, he took out a pot of spiritual wine from his Sumeru ring and placed it in front of Lu Guijiu.

Zhang Jingmo said, "Your master knows that in this matter, your master was indeed rash and must apologize to you."

Lu Guijiu said with a bitter smile, "Where did Master go wrong? It was the disciple who was at fault. If the disciple couldn't help at all, Master wouldn't have been put in such a situation."

Zhang Jingmo said with a smile, "When I'm in a bad mood, I'll have a drink. There are only the two of us master and disciple here, and there are no side dishes to go with the wine. Would you be willing to accept this cup of apology from your master?"

Lu Guijiu looked at the wine pot, but he didn't know what he thought of. The consistently indifferent expression on his face slowly relaxed. He reached out to take the wine handed over by Zhang Jingmo and drank it all in one go.

"Good wine," Lu Guijiu sighed after drinking it.

Zhang Jingmo said with a smile, "This wine is a treasure of your Senior Uncle Fen. Naturally, it's good wine. I pestered him for a long time before he gave it to me."

Lu Guijiu said with a smile, "There's still some wine left from what I brought back last time. I'll take it out and drink it with Master." As he spoke, he took out the spiritual wine he had found during his travels from his Sumeru ring and placed it in front of Zhang Jingmo.

Seeing this wine, Zhang Jingmo's eyes lit up. He also said "good" heavily.

Having not had a drop of alcohol for eighty years, Zhang Jingmo's alcohol addiction acted up. Seeing that Lu Guijiu was no longer dwelling on past events, the weight in his heart was also lifted. So he started drinking heavily, not caring at all, and even picked up the bottle and drank directly from it.

Lu Guijiu did not love drinking as much as Zhang Jingmo did. He watched as the wine flowed down Zhang Jingmo's neck, moistening a strand of black hair, and finally disappearing into his chest.

Zhang Jingmo did not notice Lu Guijiu's gaze, only feeling his heart stirring. Lu Guijiu's foundation establishment within a hundred years was almost a certainty, and with Lu Guijiu's talent, plus his assistance, at worst he could still form a lower-grade ninth-rank Foundation. Once this ninth-rank Foundation emerged, the path to Nascent Soul would be in sight. Next would be the matter of the demon invasion.

Perhaps, in this lifetime, it would be the final reincarnation.

The more Zhang Jingmo thought about it, the happier he became, a rare display of emotion as he laughed loudly.

Seeing Zhang Jingmo laughing so happily, Lu Guijiu asked, "Master, why are you so delighted?"

Zhang Jingmo's eyes were hazy from the alcohol as he patted Lu Guijiu's shoulder, saying earnestly, "Lu Guijiu ah Lu Guijiu, you must make your master proud. In this life, your master is counting on you completely."

Lu Guijiu's body stiffened as he placed his sword across his legs, seemingly trying to conceal something.

Zhang Jingmo did not notice Lu Guijiu's subtle movement. He was in such a good mood now that he couldn't help indulging in a few more drinks.

Seeing Zhang Jingmo about to get drunk, the Lu Shu dormant in Lu Guijiu's mind began speaking sourly, "You're really not angry at your master anymore?"

Lu Guijiu looked at Zhang Jingmo with a smile, but his tone was somewhat indifferent as he said, "Not angry? How could that be possible?"

Lu Shu said, "Oh? You're still angry?"

Lu Guijiu said, "This time he dared to sever his own limbs for my sake. Next time, he might let his soul scatter for my benefit."

Lu Shu scoffed, "Honestly, Lu Guijiu, if your master didn't always look at you with such a righteous gaze, I would suspect he harbors those kinds of thoughts about you too."

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Guijiu said, "That time after drinking... Master... called my name."

Hearing this, Lu Shu was at a loss for words. If he could make an expression at this moment, it would definitely be one of having eaten shit.

Lu Guijiu said, "He called me several times. I thought he had woken up, but unexpectedly, he was still drunk."

It took Lu Shu a long time to process this matter. Under normal circumstances, he could only see the outside world when Lu Guijiu let him out. Naturally, Lu Guijiu would not let him see the situation outside when taking advantage of his master, so if Lu Guijiu hadn't said it himself, Lu Shu wouldn't have known.