One Sword Nine Ya

Xiaotao finally found the backbone, started to talk about things in an orderly manner, and finally said: "In the spring, I originally wanted to wait for the young master to recover before telling... I didn't think about the young master and left, but later sent us a letter. I don't know how to send a letter to the young master, and the doctor has no choice but to delay..."

"It's my fault," Chen Weichen frowned slightly, and said to Xiaotao, "I'll go, you wait at home and take care of yourself."

Xiaotao nodded: "When will you be back?"

"The fifteenth day of this month," he said, "this trip is dangerous, after the fifteenth day, don't wait any longer."

After saying this, he was startled for a while, remembering that one day many years ago, when a person left that snowy mountain peak all the year round, he also said the same thing.

——"There are ten deaths and no life. After fifteen, there is no need to wait."

Back then, Ye Jiuya under the lamp was still a young boy, with a delicate and quiet appearance, only watching, neither staying nor seeing him off.

"Your sword, I'd better return it to you," the man placed the pitch-black Nine Ya Sword on the table, and made a dull sound, "It's no longer needed."

At that time Ye Jiuya took back the sword and slowly held it in his hand.

It was snowing outside, and the north wind blew through the window, making a depressing whistling sound, as if it came from the boundless ice fields and deep valleys thousands of miles away.

Xiaotao clenched her lower lip and looked at Chen Weichen, looking like she was about to cry, she just looked at him and didn't speak.

Looking at this scene, Chen Weichen suddenly felt that the past overlapped with the present, and the destiny was intertwined, as if it had been a lifetime.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the top of her head: "If you don't come back, just forget about it, don't worry about it. Find a good person and live a safe and stable life."

But Xiaotao smiled sadly: "Young master, do you think you can forget it because you want to forget it?"

She looked at the gentle-looking young man in front of her, broke away from his hand, and took a few steps back.

She didn't know exactly what happened, she only knew that these people had been involved in an unknowable and unspeakable event since at some point, and even the "Ah Liu on South Street also went crazy" heard from the streets and alleys from time to time. Dead" gossip, weaving into a huge net that makes people feel vaguely fearful.

She also knew that she was useless and would only be a burden, so she only said: "My lord, you can go, I will stay at home."

Chen Weichen walked up to her, and straightened her hairpin that was slightly skewed because of her movements just now: "When we come back, don't be stingy, and stop drinking the buried peach blossom wine."

Xiaotao smiled: "I'll brew a few more jars, and when the young master comes back, I'll let you drink your fill."

"Okay." Chen Weichen stroked her hair finally, "I'm leaving, don't tell Master and Madam."

Xiaotao nodded and sent him out of the room. When Chen Weichen's figure disappeared in front of him, she murmured: "Master." Leaning on the door frame, looking into the distance, she didn't move for a long time.

She couldn't see Chen Weichen, but Chen Weichen could see her.

When she was a teenager, the city was filled with smoke and willows, and the ten-mile long street was full of tourists. She also wore colorful clothes, pinned new flowers, picked a peach, and flew around like a butterfly, tied a jade pendant on the son's painting fan, or scolded her childhood sweetheart. What wrong did the playmate do again, thinking that his whole life would be so carefree.

"I owe her." Xing Qiu heard Chen Weichen say.

Putting people in a hopeless waiting is really a cruel punishment.

——And how did Ye Jiuya back then watch that person leave?

"You boy, what's going on? Did that Chi Juntian do it?" Xing Qiu asked.

"She really did something, either using Ah Hui as the eye of the luck formation, or using his fate to spy on the secrets of the sky, but Ah Hui himself has something special." Chen Weichen frowned slightly: "He did it before that." There have also been..."

At that time in the South China Sea, when Wen Hui fell back to the ruins, he said that he was pulled by a force, and then Ye Jiuya went to look for Chi Juntian in the cave on the rock wall. Shensi does not belong.

"I don't know what's on him, but as long as there is a glimmer of life, I will let him go back safely." Chen Weichen said.

Xing Qiu lay face up on Fengniao's back, looking at the blue sky of autumn: "After all, it's all things that no one can figure out."

But His Majesty the Demon Emperor is also an extremely intelligent person. Although there are still many things that he does not know, he can deduce a general idea: "The whole world is facing danger now...Brother Ye and the monk are on the same side. Common life. That woman Chi Juntian herself is one party. She wants to find the method of longevity, but the way of heaven is clear. Humans cannot live forever. Those things also want to create a stage of creation, want to take over the world, and do something... But I never thought that there is a character like Brother Ye in the world, and the ruthless way is the sworn enemy of the demons, and they can't get them no matter what. I I really want to know how Chi Juntian went against the way of heaven, besides using your Ah Hui as a pawn, would he use the hands of demons? But she is the one who guides you to find those objects related to luck , so there is probably someone else who ordered the demon, but we don't know yet... Tsk."

Chen Weichen sat beside him and smiled: "Smart."

"Don't be busy praising me yet." Xing Qiu said slowly, "I haven't finished yet, besides these three parties, there is another party..."

Chen Weichen: "Huh?"

Xing Qiu looked at the sky: "The person next to me doesn't know what he is doing secretly."

Chen Weichen smiled, unfolded his fan, stroked the bones of the fan lightly, and said: "Then you are mistaken, I am just an idler, I can't be counted."

"But people can't talk to demons, who can order them?" Xing Qiu put his head on his lap and closed his eyes: "I heard that the more people laugh, the more they can deceive people. But what , the common people in the world have nothing to do with me. I can neither control you nor want to control you, so I just want to remind you... If you are, what I can think of, others can think of, and yours will naturally think of it. If You are not, even I don't believe you, others don't believe you, and he doesn't know if he will believe you."

"Understood..." Chen Weichen pinched his face, "You treat me best."

Xing Qiu sneered, and turned his head away: "It's just bullying me. I'm alone and I don't have any friends. When I see someone who can talk, I want to treat him well. In the end, I will inevitably feed the dog."

Chen Weichen knew that this was not talking about himself, but took the opportunity to complain, and he heard his next sentence: "I have lived for so long, and the last thing I care about is not those people who have been with me for ten or twenty years in the Demon Palace, but They're just acquaintances for a short time—I thought I could be your best friend, but I've only known each other for a few months, and that disgusting monk..."

Chen Weichen didn't speak, just quietly listening to Xing Qiu finally brought up the past.

"I was still young during the Battle of Tianhe, about fifteen or sixteen years old... I accidentally took a wrong turn and lost my follower. Everyone else was playing immortals, and I lost my way alone in the snowy field. After setting up a formation, but my cultivation is not enough, I can’t even fly, and walking around in the snow field, I’m very cold and very hungry.”

There was a slight smile in Chen Weichen's eyes, but he didn't expect that His Majesty, whose cultivation level surpassed the devil world, would have such an aggrieved past.

"Finally passed out in the snow, and was picked up by the monk. At that time, I exhausted my cultivation, and I couldn't tell that it was a demon cultivator. He carried me to a nearby cave and rescued me."

"When he wakes up, he is still half dead, with his eyes open and groggy. If he falls asleep, he will not wake up again. There is nothing to light a fire, so he uses exercises, and his body is very warm. Let me hug, talk to me, and ask me How old is this year, where is your family, which faction you belong to, and what's your name." Xing Qiu smiled: "I was thrown into the fighting arena since I was a child, either killing people or killing animals. After killing them all, I was thrown into the hut to sleep. , I have recovered my cultivation and continue... I have never been treated like this before."

"It's only now that I know that their compassionate people, even if they pick up a cat or dog, will treat it like this." He paused, then continued, "I'm only taller than a cat or dog." It looks better."

Chen Weichen turned his head to make his pillow more comfortable, and asked, "What happened next?"

"There are still many things to do later..." Xing Qiu said, "I will talk to you slowly in the future."

Chen Weichen didn't continue to ask any further questions. After returning to Zhichen, he went back to his room, and saw a letter left on the table in Ye Jiuya's handwriting, saying that the formation was more than half completed, and he needed to go back to Jiange, Fuyaotai in a few days See.

Holding the letterhead, he said to himself that this person also knows how to keep books, which is gratifying.

After a few days of calm and calm, it was time to go to the Fa Conference.

Xing Qiu and Chen Weichen still went by phoenix bird.

The scene below is first passing through the long yellow sand, with no traces of mortals, and then gradually growing green forests and green grass, and finally, a fairy gate in front of it is wide open, with the word "Fuyao" written on it, surrounded by clouds, and sometimes there are cranes.

After entering, you will see Qionglou Yuyu, glazed tiles, and Zhuyu eaves. In the center are three round platforms of hundreds of feet square, with white jade as the bottom, floating in the air.Pavilions, terraces and towers are built along the mountains, in a well-proportioned pattern. A clear stream comes slowly from a deep valley, and the water surface is misty and smokes. The stream is full of warm broken jade.

There are quite a few sects from big and small sects, and each has a place to settle down. Now is not the time to rest, and most of them are outside. At a glance, there are the most clean and spectator people. Gray Taoist robes embroidered with Tai Chi on the back are gathered together, and many people bring A crane or a small unicorn are very conspicuous.

Chen Weichen looked around and saw white-clothed disciples competing with swords in twos and threes in front of the Jade Tower to the north. The swords were crisp and sharp. Looking forward, he saw Senior Brother Zheng teaching his disciples sword moves, beside Ye Jiuya, a young disciple was holding a sword This ancient book was talking to him, apparently asking for advice.

Looking from the sky, the beautiful scenery is beautiful, very beautiful.

After the disciple finished asking for advice, a purple shadow flashed across the sky, and after Feng Qingming sounded, Chen Weichen shouted down: "Ye Jun——"

Ye Jiuya looked up and met his gaze.

Chen Weichen whispered to Xing Qiu: "Look, he smiled at me!"

"Ah?" Xing Qiu was very confused, "Where are you laughing?"

Chen Weichen closed the folding fan in his hand: "It's because you didn't see it, it's not because you didn't smile."

Before Xing Qiu could speak again, he jumped off Fengniao's back and flew down.

At first, his figure stretched out, very chic and elegant, he flew into the air, but lost his temper, and fell straight down. When Ye Jiuya flew up to catch him, he was half-embraced and fell back to the ground. He greeted him contentedly: "Ye Jun, haven't seen you for a long time."

Ye Jiuya asked him, "Why did you come to find me?"

He replied, "I miss you."

He said again: "My cultivation base is fully recovered——Ye Jun, I will come to see you every few days, okay?"

After Ye Jiuya confirmed that he was fine, he said, "Okay."

Chen Weichen stayed by his side, held a fan and played a few tricks with him. After finishing the tricks, he had nothing to do, went to the building and carried Zhang Qin out, playing by the stream, while Jiange disciples practiced swords next to him, and sometimes went to Zheng Senior brother and Ye Jiuya asked for advice, but they felt peaceful.

In the evening, the sky is full of red clouds, and the pink and white Qionglin Xihui is covered with a layer of golden red. The stream is sparkling, and the sound of the piano echoes far away.

The disciples finished their day's sword practice, went forward to salute Ye Jiuya, and returned to the residence in the building.

Brother Zheng kept it, and said something to Ye Jiuya, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

After everyone dispersed, Ye Jiuya walked towards Chen Weichen.

Chen Weichen pulled him to sit beside him: "You play for me—I remember you will."

Ye Jiuya has always been used to him in these things, plucked the strings a few times, and gradually became a tune.

It's a song from Immortal Dao, not an extraordinary sound. It's called "Flowing Water". It is rumored that a fairy was sitting on a tour and had a feeling, so he composed this song.

The time goes on and on like flowing water, the sunset gradually sinks amidst the pine and deep music of the zither, the sky is full of purple, and the stars are faintly twinkling.

At the end of the song, Chen Weichen said: "I thought you would play some cool songs."

Ye Jiuya said: "Suddenly I feel something."

Chen Weichen rested his head on his shoulder, looked towards Yulou, saw a few heads squeezed on a window, couldn't help laughing, and touched Ye Jiuya: "Look over there."

Several disciples dispersed immediately when they saw their pavilion master looking over.Although they practiced the coolest swordsmanship, they were still young after all, and they were no match for a young man's heart. They got together and chatted away from the window: "Who is that? Could it be that the pavilion master has a Taoist partner?"

"The master of the pavilion is ruthless——"

"The man who came down from Phoenix during the day was carried by the pavilion master!"

"The pavilion master just played the piano for him..."

In the end, these few disciples who were not doing their jobs were discovered by Senior Brother Zheng, and they were suddenly asked, "Have you finished copying the mental method?"

Senior Brother Zheng was left standing alone in front of the window, pondering for a long time.

"It's a pity that I have no family, no sect, no support, no name, no distinction..." Chen Weichen sighed pretendingly, "I will be pointed out by your disciples, and maybe even arrested and tortured by your senior brother."

Ye Jiuya could understand what was mentioned earlier, but the latter was a little strange: "Name?"

"Oh, I forgot—you have never heard of the words that are only available in the mortal world." Chen Weichen: "In short, I am following you now, it is not justified..."

Ye Jiuya gave a faint "hmm" to show his understanding, and then said, "I'll give you your title."

Chen Weichen only thought that he knew that he had to give himself an identity, such as an apprentice, and felt very secure. Seeing that the night was getting dark, he went back to the building.

I happened to meet Senior Brother Zheng in the main hall. He first called out "Junior Brother", then turned to look at Chen Weichen, with a hesitant tone: "...Mr. Chen."

Then he looked at Ye Jiuya again.

Ye Jiuya said succinctly: "Tao companion."

Chen Weichen: "!"

Brother Zheng had a complicated expression and watched the two of them enter the same room.

After returning to the room, Chen Weichen was still a little dizzy, and tugged on Ye Jiuya's sleeve: "You just told Senior Brother Zheng what I am?"

Ye Jiuya's voice was still calm: "Taoist companion."

Seeing that Chen Weichen still looked unexpected, he frowned slightly: "You want a title."

Although he felt a little strange at first, but in retrospect, he had heard this word before.

When we were in the capital, there was some disturbance at the house opposite the Chen residence. A woman was sobbing with a silk handkerchief in front of the main entrance, and was kicked out by the servants.

At that time, Xiaotao was talking with another maid: "I am pregnant with a child, but the master does not give her a title, and the main house is vicious, so she can't get in, it's pitiful..."