The pear tree on the wall is snowy and delicate

Chapter 35: Each Has His Own Thoughts

It started snowing that night when I gave the sword to Long Qi. It started with a few snowflakes, but unexpectedly it snowed heavily in the middle of the night. After five days, there was no sign of stopping.

"It's probably a bit early to close the mountain this year." Lingxiang blew the hot tea in her hand and sighed as she looked at the heavy snow outside the corridor.

This is the Qiuyun Peak, the residence of Master Fuyin. The mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, hence the name.

Lingxiang is currently drinking tea in a suspended pavilion on the Prison Cloud Peak. The front and back corridors are close to the cliff. There is a door between the corridors and people come in and out from time to time. It turns out to be the residence of his disciples.

Speaking of the residence of the elder in charge of punishment of the Yuanqing sect, it is truly a masterpiece of ingenuity - the top of the Qiuyun Peak is hollow and built into a courtyard, and all the houses are built around this courtyard, connecting the inside and the outside.

It was as if the top of the Prison Cloud Peak was deliberately cut off and a house was built in it.

There is a constant flow of hot springs in the hollow space at the top of the peak all year round, which made Lingxiang wonder whether Master Fuyin had used some kind of magic to cause this.

At this time, Master Fuyin was playing chess with Elder Chengxin. When he heard Lingxiang say this, he laughed and scolded, "You devilish girl, when you didn't leave the mountain in the past, you would come to my place every year to avoid the cold. Whenever you come, it will snow, more accurately than the cicada."

Upon hearing this, Master Chengxin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"That's right. Fortunately, I have Lingxiang. Otherwise, Han Yang would have been troubled for a while with the purchase of this sect."

"Third Senior Brother, you are already two or three hundred years old. Why are you still following Sixth Senior Brother to make fun of a girl like me who is only in her teens? Aren't you ashamed?" Lingxiang said as she took a sip of the hot tea in her hand - the tea brewed from the mountain spring of Qiuyun Peak was really good, but it was a pity that it was far away from her Qingwei Peak. If she could be led there to bathe every day, maybe her cultivation would be able to improve further.

"Brother Chengxin has indeed been practicing for 270 years, but I don't agree with you when you say that you are a girl. Everyone in our family has been schemed against by you." Zhenren Donghui, who was standing aside, held the "Xuantian Fragments" in one hand and a teacup in the other, staring at the book intently, as if the words just now were not said by him.

"In that case, it seems that I haven't gotten any advantage from you, Fourth Senior Brother." Lingxiang said, but turned to look at Master Chengxin, "You and Third Senior Brother live next to each other, and you are in charge of Langhuan Pavilion. Why don't you let me go and observe one day? It will be better than being bored all day long."

True Man Chengxin was startled by being stared at and actually made a wrong move. True Man Fuyin smiled lightly and said nothing, while True Man Donghui was indifferent, as if Lingxiang was not the one plotting against him.

"There is no book in my Langhuan Pavilion that you haven't read. Why do you have to plan so much? You speak in such high-sounding terms, but I'm afraid you just want to find a backdoor for your disciple, or maybe Senior Brother Chengxin has some magic weapon that you like and you want to ask for it." Zhenren Donghui took a sip of tea, still pondering the fragment in his hand.

Hearing this, Cheng Xin Zhenren felt a pang of pain in his heart. Although his spiritual incense cultivation was hindered and he had made little progress, his ability to see things had reached the pinnacle. Just like the Qian Kun bag on her body, which was originally given to her by her master, this little girl took a fancy to it at first sight and insisted on taking it away.

Anything in the sect that Lingxiang likes will eventually end up in her hands. Her skills in coaxing and persuading are unprecedented and astonishing, so much so that if anyone else's thing catches her eye later, she will give it to them with great reluctance.

I have completely forgotten about this matter in the past few years since I left the mountain. Could it be that she knew about the Wind-Fixing Pearl I got a few days ago? That is a top-grade spiritual treasure, very rare!

Perhaps seeing through Master Chengxin's thoughts, Lingxiang smiled at him slightly, very subtly.

"How could I let my senior brothers give it up?" Lingxiang shook the silver bell on the Qiankun bag, holding the teacup and smiling, "I'm just borrowing it to play with for ten or twenty years. I'll naturally return it when I've had enough fun, right?" As she spoke, she deliberately knocked on the Qiankun bag on her waist.

"Besides, I just wanted to ask Fourth Senior Brother for a favor and borrow a few books to read. It just so happens that Third Senior Brother also has two very interesting books. Since we are neighbors and we are gathered together today, I might as well take them all together. This way, I won't have to trouble Senior Brother Fu Yin to lead me in flying the sword in the future."

As she said this, Lingxiang reached out to catch the falling snow outside the pavilion, with a sad expression on her face.

"Junior sister, I am so considerate, but you, Fourth Senior Brother, described me like that. It really makes me feel sad."

However, Master Donghui didn't buy Lingxiang's trick. He put down the cup in his hand and looked at Lingxiang.

"You've done this for your disciple. I'm afraid your relationship is more than just superficial."

Master Donghui's sudden words made Lingxiang silent for a long time. It was the day when Long Qi came to Yuanqing, and Lingxiang took the dragon pattern jade and secretly set up a spirit summoning array, and learned that the extermination of the Long family was related to the life-extending pill.

However, this life-extending elixir was created by her mother, and only her mother could refine it.

As far as Lingxiang knows, when her mother traveled through the human world, she gave the life-extending elixir to three families for safekeeping. Not long after, the three families were all destroyed by villains, and the elixir disappeared.

Long Qi was one of those heirs, and was lucky enough to escape the disaster thanks to the protection of his elder brother.

The snow melted Lingxiang's hand, but she was still unaware and remained in the same posture.

"If everything started with my mother, should I be the one to put an end to it?"

Chengxin and Fuyin both lowered their heads and remained silent. Donghui sighed when he heard this.

"Although your mother's actions were kind, they led to the near extermination of Yuan Qing's family, and the people of the mortal world were also implicated. But these have nothing to do with you, so why force these things on yourself and add to your troubles..."

"I just want to make some compensation..." Lingxiang clenched her hand and took it back, looking at the snow water dripping from her fingers, and whispered, "Even if it's in vain, it's better than knowing the truth but turning a blind eye..."

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Ever since Lingxiang gave Long Qi the sword, he has been in a depressed mood. Liu Xia and Zhao Wuyang are very worried, but there is nothing they can do.

If you have never experienced the suffering of others, you will not understand their pain. With their family backgrounds, they really didn't know how to comfort them. But it was snowing heavily and they couldn't tell Lingxiang about it.

Seeing him sitting on the bed with a sword in his arms day after day, depressed, the two of them became extremely anxious.

"The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Although this statement is old-fashioned and powerless, it is true." Xinyi suddenly turned her back to Long Qi and sat beside his bed to persuade him.

Long Qi raised his head which had been buried between his legs for a long time, his eyes blurred.

"With your current state, let alone your family members in the underworld, Miss Lingxiang shouldn't have worked so hard for you."

Hearing this, a light seemed to flash in Long Qi's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. It was a long time before he spoke.

"The villain was so vicious that he slaughtered my entire family. This hatred is engraved in my heart and I will never forget it. I have been wandering the streets since I was a child, but I have been constantly exploring and moving forward. In order to avenge this hatred, I have lived a miserable life, fighting for food with dogs and for seats with people. Even if I am knocked down, I will get up again and never take it lightly."

Tears fell from Long Qi's eyes and dripped onto the sword in his arms. Qixing Longyuan seemed to feel the sorrow in his heart and hummed softly with a "ding" sound.

"But that day I realized that although I had never forgotten my revenge, I had even forgotten what my family members looked like. No matter how hard I tried to recall, their faces were all blurry."

Zhao Wuyang burst into tears after hearing this, Liu Xia didn't know what to say, but Xinyi looked calm.

"My family suffered misfortune when I was young, and we were also massacred. But I still have concerns in my heart. If not, I would have given up long ago. I will not persuade you to let go of your hatred, just as I myself will not let it go. But time will always go on. Now that you are obsessed with the past, why don't you try to find new ideas and look forward to the future?"

Hearing this, all the past memories of Lingxiang suddenly came into Long Qi's mind. Her smile, anger, and joy kept flashing before his eyes.

If it were her...

(End of this chapter)