Brother, Where Are You Going?

In my rebirth, I want to overthrow the entire world of cultivation, also known as my senior brother, I want all of you to find a way for me after he dies! In an accident, the righteous swordsman accidentally met Xie Guan, a weak and helpless (crossed out) poor boy who was abused by the immortal sect. But not long after, Xie Guan's fellow disciples found them, and the little poor fell into the devil's cave again. In line with the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, you should not choose to forget your friendship and ignore it. But who would have expected that not long after, Xie Guan came to his door and asked him to take responsibility for himself (cross out). Ying Wu Shi allowed Xie Guan to join the sect based on another principle of keeping his word. I originally wanted to take him to practice well and strengthen the sect's strength, but since the junior brother came in, the planned route gradually deviated from the track... Ying Wu Shi realized that something was getting more and more wrong with this junior brother: How did he know I was left-handed? How does he know my unique swordsmanship? How does he know what I like to eat the most? … It must be an accident, it must be a mistake - no, why does junior brother keep staring at me! Why is my junior brother crying and confessing his love to me after drinking too much! Haha, my memory must have been messed up again, because Ying Wushui slapped his forehead and fainted again. After waking up, Ying Wu seemed to remember something, and he took Xie Guan's hand: Are we... Unexpectedly, sudden changes occurred in the fairy world, and the flowers before and under the moon were all gone: the elders of the sect died tragically, evil spirits were rampant in the world, and monsters slaughtered the fairy sect... It is not appropriate to talk about love at this time, reviving the fairy sect and promoting the right path are the first priority... Senior brother, please don't abandon me again, okay? No, one person at a time, we are even. Intention: What you think you think is what you think