In those years, the cultivators we cut together

At night, the Tang Palace, a certain palace.

Curiously, Ling Wei came to sit beside Lin Xiaolu who was sitting at the entrance of the palace without saying a word.

"Teacher, are you still sad?"

At the entrance of the palace, Lin Xiaolu looked at the shining stars in the sky and shook his head.

"I'm not sad anymore, it's my own extravagant expectations."

He smiled and said: "Actually, from the very beginning, I understood that it is almost impossible to survive with Aning's lifespan, but I myself don't want to believe it, and I have been deceiving myself and others.

Everyone will die. Over the years, I have seen a lot of deaths, and I am actually a bit bearish. An elder once told me that everyone who leaves us will be in another world, thinking happily with us. "

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu sighed, and said to his student with a smile:

"Weiwei, you are still young, you may not understand, in fact, every stage of life will have some inevitable process, just like a mortal old man who is five or sixty years old, as he grows older, the friends around him, Relatives, lovers, those partners who have accompanied him through countless good times will eventually leave one by one. This is inevitable, and the same is true for immortals. Always with us, but it's really hard."

Under the moonlight, Ling Wei listened to these emotional words in a daze, and was stunned for a while, looking at the young man in front of her with some worry.

"Mr. Xiaolu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Lin Xiaolu smiled and shook her head: "I just remembered that Aning used to like lanterns very much, and I let them go with her."

He stood up, rubbed Ling Wei's hairy head, and said with a smile:

"Today is your teacher's day of great joy, don't be so sad, go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu went back to the house alone.

Looking at the back of Lin Xiaolu leaving sadly, Ling Wei felt a kind of desolation that seemed to be light but heavy, and went deep into the bone marrow.

It was hard for her to imagine that even a teacher who was already so powerful, so powerful that he was almost invincible in the world, would have such a miserable time.

Recalling the scene of Lin Xiaolu and the tomb worshiping heaven and earth, even Ling Wei, who has always been nervous, felt very sad for a while.

The teacher's life must have left many wonderful stories, but these wonderful stories are often accompanied by untraceable sadness.

In the next few days, Lin Xiaolu stayed by Jiang Ning's tomb, neither Ling Wei, nor Jiang Taiqing, nor Chen Nianyun, glutinous rice balls, etc., bothered him.

Life is like a river. Everyone is a leaf floating on the river, drifting with the current, not knowing whether the next step will be forward or backward. Sometimes we meet another leaf and we get along very well, but once we miss it, the two will go together Two completely different paths will never meet again in this life.

Perhaps only the memories of each other can freeze the eternity of that moment and prove that you and I have met.

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Seven days later, Emei

Early in the morning, the gate of Emei Mountain was full of people, and the disciples of the ten branches of Emei gathered together. One after another, young girls and young girls followed behind their respective elders, chattering non-stop, making the scene very noisy.

"What day is it today? The elders are all here."

"It looks like we are going to welcome some important person, otherwise we wouldn't have gathered at the mountain gate."

"Hey, what kind of big man can let Yazhangmen bring so many of us to greet him? Could it be that Senior Mingru is back?"

"This... doesn't look like it. Senior Mingru seems to be quite low-key, right?"

"Strange, who could that be?"

A team of several thousand people almost filled the huge mountain gate of Emei. Because of the large number of people, the elders of the team turned their heads from time to time to maintain order. When the discussion of Emei disciples became louder and louder, people in the distance Suddenly, a bright streak flashed across the sky!

As soon as the dazzling light came out, a disciple below immediately exclaimed: "Look quickly! Elder Ah Yi is back!"

For a moment, countless people raised their heads to look at the sky, and at the front of the line, the handsome Shuaiya, who was wearing a special golden robe and looked extremely rich, also looked up, and then said contemptuously:

"This hanging hair is finally willing to come back, grandma, it's really outrageous."

Next to Shuai Shuai Ya, a middle-aged woman in her thirties looked at the blindfolded youth in the sky with a smile, and said:

"Junior Brother Ah Yi and Sect Leader Ouyang have just married not long ago, so it's normal to like to stay together."

Hearing this, Shuai Shuai Ya glanced helplessly at the gentle woman, and complained: "Miss Miao Xin, you can just spoil your junior brother."

Li Miaoxin didn't get angry when she was complained about, but was amused by the handsome and handsome duck's angry appearance.

Soon, Ah Yi, whose eyes were covered with bandages, fell from the sky, and almost as soon as he landed, countless fanatical disciples gathered around him.

Ah Yi is very popular in Emei now. Ever since Xiao Yuer lived in seclusion and seldom went out, he is the strongest in Emei. He is also the current suzerain of the Great Wild Sword Ancient Sect. worship.

"Elder Ah Yi, is it really fun for you to go to Quanquan this time?"

"Hey, it's okay, of course I'm looking for my wife this time, and she won't let me say the funniest things."

"Elder Ah Yi, have you made a breakthrough in your swordsmanship?"

"I don't have this yet. I am the same as my master at the beginning. I am still in the realm of Sumeru Sword Seven. I really want to practice it quickly, but I don't have the strength to eat, and I am lazy to move when I am full. Rather tangled."

"Elder Ah Yi, I have recently studied a set of sword formulas, please help me to have a look."

"No problem, but not today, I want to pick up my elder brother."

In the arena, Ah Yi was surrounded by countless disciples three layers in and three layers out. It took him a while to break free, and then quickly ran to an old man with white hair, and stared straight at him with his eyes covered by the black cloth. Gougou looked at the brocade box in his arms.

"Hou San'er, do you have anything to eat? I ate all the chicken legs you gave me last time. You don't know what kind of abuse I have suffered in Quanzhen these days. My wife is so fierce that she doesn't give me food. "

In the arena, Hou San'er, who was cultivated to form alchemy, looked at him a few times, then shook his head resolutely, and put the brocade box in his hand back into the ring like a hen protecting food.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ah Yi, I prepared all the meals here for Senior Brother Xiaolu overnight. They are his favorite meals, so I can't give them to you."

Ah Yi: ...

At the same time, amidst the crowds of people, a ruddy, rather old fat man walked out of the team of Jiuying and came to the side of Shuai Shuai Ya, with a puzzled face on his face:

"Brother Duck, why hasn't Brother Lu arrived yet? Didn't you say you will arrive today?"

"That's right, I've been waiting until now." An old woman with a cane on her face looked helpless:

"It's almost noon."

Facing the inquiry from the two, Shuai Shuai Ya also looked embarrassed.

"I don't know. Chen Nianyun passed on that he came back today. Dongfang, Tang Xin, you two, don't be in a hurry. You are waiting. You can see how patient Miaoxin is, and she is not in a hurry."