past

Life on the island is like a dream.

Yu Zhenming, Yu Tanchangxing, all of them.

And now, woke up.

Zhen Ming reclined on the couch, eyes closed, holding the sword, like a stone sculpture.He came to Dongye to teach for three days, and he didn't say a word to Tan Changxing. His condition was very dangerous, his swordsmanship didn't exist, his dao heart was damaged, and he was always on the verge of going mad.

Tan Changxing didn't dare to provoke him, so he put a peeping mirror in the room, and found a warm jade couch for Zhen Ming to warm and nourish his body.

Zhen Ming lay quietly on the couch, the Nuanyu couch was worthy of the name Nuanyu, the gentle aura wrapped him, melting the sword-like internal force in his meridians and relieving his pain.However, the Nuanyu couch saved her body, but she couldn't bring her back to life.

Zhenming has a will to die.

Zhen Ming entered Taoism at fifteen, built a foundation at nineteen, and practiced ruthless swordsmanship for 1000 years. Even if he was cut half to death by thunder every time, he still wanted to inherit the Dao, and be in harmony with the Tao with his body, one person with one sword, and guard the sect.Zhenming is the sword of the righteous way, just like the symbolic meaning of the seven-star Longyuan sword, honest and noble.

However, he held the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand, but he couldn't kill Tan Changxing.

The Ruthless Sword cannot make an exception because of a certain person. He is suppressed and cannot bear the responsibility of the Ruthless Sword.In just half a year on Qianchen Island, he was able to ruin his ruthless sword. Zhen Ming really believed what his master said this time, he is not suitable for practicing ruthless sword.

Tan Changxing found all the news stories about Zhen Ming. In his memory, there is no slight similarity between Zhen Ming and Wei Ming's personalities.

Wei Ming is gentle, considerate, careful, good at talking, likes fluffy animals, and is a standard temperament of a young man.

Zhen Ming is an unsmiling cultivator madman, Tan Changxing has been lurking in Jianmen for more than forty years, and he hardly hears a few words from Zhen Ming, let alone laugh.

Wei Ming is the young master of Suiyu Mountain Villa of Baimu Lihua, and Zhen Ming is the chief senior brother of Fengxue Jianmen, they are simply two people who can't be reconciled even if they just talk about it.But they are the same person.

Tan Changxing thought of that kind and gentle young man who stepped into the sword gate and honed in every possible way to become Zhenming, and he was so distressed that he couldn't speak.In the lake water of Qianchen Island, in order to dispel Wei Ming's worries, he said "no matter what happens, I will never let you down". his way of the sword.

All the words and sentences of the past have become gut-piercing poison, recalling it once, the internal organs are like burning.

This is the hell on earth.

Tan Changxing pushed open the door and saw Zhen Ming leaning on the warm jade couch, sleeping with his eyes closed. In the early stage of transformation, he could easily perceive the state of Zhen Ming. Either Zhen Ming was not on guard against him, or... Zhen Ming Ming's realm has regressed too much.The former is unlikely, [-]% is the latter.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhen Ming drew the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword into his arms, the natal sword could relieve the delicate pain in his meridians.The non-existence of kendo is not simply the loss of kendo. It is a bit of a metaphor. Cultivating the Tao is to build tall buildings on flat ground. , What is left is not a flat land, but a terrifying big pit.At this moment, Zhenming was under the pressure of Huashen, but he couldn't mobilize any spiritual energy.The lifespan of the transformation stage is [-] years, and Zhenming feels that this amount is shrinking every day. If he can't make up for the big hole left by the non-existence of swordsmanship, one day he will fall into the fairyland and return to the mortal world.

"Wei... Zhenming." Tan Changxing found a rattan chair and sat down, putting his hands on his knees helplessly, "I want to ask you, we... can we still..."

Zhen Ming opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Tan Changxing's knees, and then went up, passing over the other's slender and beautiful fingers, honey-white arms, and beautifully shaped collarbones, and then up, there was a pair of full, full-bodied hands that he liked very much. Starlight eyes.

When he was Wei Ming, he had kissed him many times. Tan Changxing's mother must love him very much, so she named him Changxing.

Seeing that Zhenming didn't respond to his words, Tan Changxing lowered his eyebrows, hurriedly put away his fragility, and pinched the folds of the fabric covering his knees with his fingers, trying to make himself look less embarrassed.

Zhen Ming remembered more details. The emotion surging in his heart was not only resentment, but also the timeless cultivation. Hoarse voice: "It's only half a year."

Just half a year.

Not five years, ten years, 20 years.

Zhenming nineteen established the foundation, and now the bone age is nineteen and a half, and half a year's increase in bone age has almost no effect on comprehension.

And half a year, in the long time span of cultivation, is as short as a glance, leaving no trace.

Zhenming didn't have the ability to kill Tan Changxing, so he gave up, and what he gave up with this matter was the short half year of getting along on Qianchen Island.

He can regard the animals on Qianchen Island, the Fire-eyed Snow Tiger, the Deer Fox, the Tongtian Tree, the Star Whale...all of which do not exist, and he can also pretend that he has never seen Tan Changxing.

After Tan Changxing heard this, he was stunned. A faint pain spread from his fingertips, which was both distant and real. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhen Ming's arm: "Do you want to forget me?"

Zhen Ming stared at their intertwined hands, and suddenly struggled violently. He moved his body backwards, and looked at Tan Changxing with lonely and violent eyes. He was a sword with his own arrogance, and he was finally calmed down in his body. The aura suddenly exploded.The Seven Star Longyuan Sword floated in the air, the tip of the sword pointed at Tan Changxing, as if he took a step forward, the long sword would teach him a lesson without hesitation.

Tan Changxing let go of his hand, he was startled by Zhen Ming's eyes, and his mind cleared up, what he was facing was no longer the gentle and kind Wei Ming on the island, but the world-famous ruthless sword, which was obviously not suitable for ruthless sword. A disciple of Jianmen who has cultivated to the peak of becoming a god in the way of swordsmanship.

Tan Changxing asked: "Partner, do you still count?"

The voice was as difficult as a dry well, hitting Zhenming's heart word by word.

long star.

My long star.

[I can't kiss, but I can learn. 】

[Changxing, be my partner. 】

Zhen Ming hugged the sword, lay back on the warm jade couch, closed his eyes, as if he was tired.

Tan Changxing took out a silkworm velvet quilt and covered Zhen Ming's body, carefully tucked the corners of the quilt, not daring to say anything to provoke him, stood there watching for a while, turned around and walked out the door, and closed it gently.

"Your Majesty." Liu Qian, the guardian of the left, lowered his voice, "I found the Ganoderma lucidum of the Nine Immortals."

"Send it to the alchemy room." Tan Changxing said, "I will personally protect the law."

"This..." Liu Qian tried to dissuade, "This Zhuanjing Pill is difficult to practice and tasteless, you put so much effort..."

Tan Changxing glanced at him indifferently: "Go as soon as I tell you."

Zhuanjing Wan, the most difficult and useless elixir in the world of comprehension, the main medicine of Jiuxian Ganoderma lucidum, supplemented by Molin tree roots, autumn white stone powder, cloud crystals, Yuefan flower petals, monks who are above the stage of transforming gods to protect the law, It takes 49 days to refine Qiqi, and only one piece is produced in one furnace.

Most people think that Zhuanjing Pill has such a terrible effect as reversing talent, but unfortunately it does not. Zhuanjing Pill has many effects, but every effect is reduced to mediocrity.By chance, Tan Changxing knew the true effect of Zhuanjing Pills - to save the immortal journey.

In some extremely special cases, Zhuanjing Pills, such as Daohuixin Powder, can repair the sequelae, and help the monks return to the way.It's a pity that the instructions attached to Zhuanjing Pills were lost, and word of mouth passed on, gradually becoming a panacea of ​​no great use.

Zhenming is not suitable for ruthless swordsmanship, Tan Changxing wants to mend his meridians, help him choose another swordsmanship, and push him back to the peak of immortality.

No matter what Zhen Ming thinks, the word partner counts here in Tan Chang Xing.