The Whole World of Cultivation Thought I Was Dead

My junior brother Yu Ling is a swordsman prodigy who has not been seen for thousands of years in the world of cultivation. He is good at everything, but his vision is not very good - he married early a mortal with a weak body, a bad temper, and nothing but beauty. Everyone in the world of cultivation laughs at him for being obsessed with the mortal world and ruining his path to immortality. Until he went down the mountain to slay demons and disappeared inexplicably. I searched for him for half a month, but couldn't find his bones. I only brought back a blood-stained natal sword. For a swordsman, he will never abandon his natal sword at any time unless he dies. Although the teacher was sad and regretful, he quickly accepted this fact. One month later, Master suddenly called me to his side and told me to find someone - the wife left in the mortal world by Yu Lingna. When I first met her in the mountains, I just felt pity for this little widow. He is weak, has a delicate temper, and has a bad mouth. He looks like he has been overly pampered by Yu Ling. I deliberately handed him the bloody sword and told him that Yu Ling was dead. The young man was dressed in plain clothes, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he was trembling slightly while holding Yu Ling's sword. Like a pear blossom that has been wet by the rain, it is fragile and fragile, but breathtakingly beautiful. I followed Master's order and brought the person back to the Immortal Sect. No one would have thought that Yu Ling, who had always been restrained and calm, would hide such a sickly beauty with well-proportioned flesh and bones and spring water in her eyes. In the past, those who admired, relied on, envied, resented... Xuan Ling, now looked directly at the young man hiding behind Pei Ying. Up and down the sword pavilion, there is a cool and self-possessed master, a rebellious junior brother, a taciturn friend... Like me, they all had an almost crazy possessive desire for this weak dodder flower that was dependent on others. We all strive to imitate Yu Ling's behavior, tone of voice, and the clothes he likes to wear... Just to get a flush at the end of that person's eyes... Or a brief absent-minded look. And just when we were fighting over Xia Fu and our faces were red, a person came to the North Territory Immortal Sect. Yu Ling climbed out of the Demonic Abyss... Purpose: cherish the present moment