The sword has something to say

Feng Tinglan fell asleep listening to the tragic story of the fox demon and the scholar. In his dream, he was caught by many tribesmen with horns on his head, and married a deer by pressing his head.The gray-haired patriarch said that the deer was the prime minister's daughter, a well-known female deer, and if she married it, she would make money.

Then Feng Tinglan woke up from the fright, ran down from the bed barefoot, and hugged Shi Yanxue who was standing in front of the window and looking down.

Shi Yanxue swayed from being bumped, and stretched out her hand to support the window sash.Feng Tinglan tightened his arms, buried his head on his shoulder, and said sullenly: "What are you looking at, Master, in the morning?"

"Look." Shi Yanxue pointed her finger out of the window and said, "The lotus is gone."

Feng Tinglan raised his head, followed Shi Yanxue's hand to look down, and saw that most of the red lotuses in the pond had withered and fell into the water. "But flowers... don't they all thank you?" Feng Tinglan tilted her head slightly, slightly puzzled.

Shi Yanxue looked at Luohua in rapt attention, and said softly: "The flowers in Lingyang Mountain don't."

Feng Tinglan felt a little strange in his heart, and subconsciously hugged him even tighter. After a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Master, how can we make the two never separate?"

Shi Yanxue turned around, looked at Feng Tinglan with a half-smile, and said, "The sun and the moon change, the sea changes, nothing remains the same."

Feng Tinglan's eyes were blank, but he vaguely sensed the meaning of Shi Yanxue's words, and retorted: "Never mind Sun Moon Sea, I just want to be in this small building with Master every day."

Shi Yanxue raised her eyebrows and didn't speak again, but the indifferent look in her eyes made Feng Tinglan understand.Feng Tinglan was immediately annoyed, grabbed Shi Yanxue's waist and pulled her tightly into his arms, and said loudly: "I want you to be with me."

"Why should I be with you?" Shi Yanxue bent her eyes, flicked her fingertips, causing Feng Tinglan to let go of her hand in pain, "You are my disciple, not my Taoist companion. "

Feng Tinglan covered his sore wrist, and asked in a daze: "What is a Taoist companion?"

Shi Yanxue sat down, lifted her white clothes, leaned on the reclining chair, closed her eyes and meditated: "They are husband and wife in the mortal world."

"I want to be a husband and wife with you." Feng Tinglan leaned over, touched the back of Yanxue's hand with his horn, and said.

Shi Yanxue pressed the red dragon horn on the back of his hand, just smiled.

In the late summer and autumn, a cool breeze, the red lotus falls.

That day, there was another light rain outside the window, green eaves and tiles, tick-tock.Feng Tinglan stumbled to the side of Shi Yanxue who was meditating quietly, and fell headlong into his arms.

"Ting Lan?" Shi Yanxue supported the dragon in her arms, but saw that his face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was pain between his frowning brows.

There was another problem with the damaged spirit, Feng Tinglan had a splitting headache, and lay on Shi Yanxue's lap, tossing and turning with red eyes.Shi Yanxue's palm rested on his forehead, and her spiritual power flowed over like a spring.

"It hurts..." Feng Tinglan's eyes glistened, and he tried not to cry, tears rolled around his eyes.

Shi Yanxue's lips turned pale, the rapid consumption of spiritual power made him a little tired, and he said calmly: "Cry if you want to, what are you holding back, I usually beat you twice and cry louder than anyone else."

The corners of Feng Tinglan's eyes were red, he grabbed Shi Yanxue's cuff in aggrieved manner, still holding back tears, said: "It hurts."

Shi Yanxue's heart softened, she slowed down her tone, and said comfortingly: "I'll rub it for you." He concentrated his spiritual power on his fingertips, pressed the sides of Feng Tinglan's forehead and rubbed it once and for all.It doesn't help, if the cracked spirit cannot be healed, it will only get worse.

Feng Tinglan hugged his head, trembling with pain, choked up and said, "Master...I'm in so much pain..."

Shi Yanxue paused with her fingertips, lowered her eyes and said: "I know." He knows better than anyone the pain that hurt his soul. Back then, a crack on the sword broke down his waist, which caused him torment day and night. god.After tens of thousands of years of cultivation on Lingyang Mountain, Fang gradually forgot the pain.

The autumn rain did not stop, and the lotus pond was in ruins after all.

Shi Yanxue carried Feng Tinglan, who had fallen asleep, back to the bed, sat quietly for a while, got up and left the courtyard.He started to draw a Jiugong Bagua formation, bit his fingertips and wiped a bloodstain on the eye of the formation.After the formation was completed, bloody lights immediately spread everywhere, gradually expanding with Shi Yanxue as the center, and the light covered the entire small building.

The dragon shadow in the imperial city raised its eyes and glanced at Shi Yanxue, then lowered its head quietly. Half of its national fortune was transformed by Shi Yanxue's merit. As long as Shi Yanxue doesn't demolish the imperial city, it will do anything Let him go.Shi Yanxue pinched a magic formula with both hands, Yuanshen turned her sword out and aimed at the center of the formation with the posture of smashing through the south wall.The sword edge stopped three times, and there was a faint crack in the center of the formation.

Shi Yanxue withdrew her primordial spirit, covered her lips and suppressed a few low coughs, a fishy sweetness appeared in her mouth.

"Sure enough...it's not a day's work..." Shi Yanxue flicked her sleeves, temporarily hiding the formation.The crack that separates the mortal world from the great wilderness cannot be broken easily and forcefully.

"Take your time." Shi Yanxue glanced at the small building in the rain, and shook her head helplessly.

When Feng Tinglan woke up, his eyes looked even duller. Shi Yanxue sat in front of him and observed for a while, and tried to ask: "Do you still remember who you are?"

Feng Tinglan touched the horns on his head and said affirmatively, "Deer essence."

Shi Yanxue heaved a sigh of relief, luckily he wasn't stupid.

"Master." Feng Tinglan lowered his eyes, the long eyelashes could not hide the depression in his eyes: "I seem to have forgotten a lot of things..."

"Don't worry, it will be fine."

But in fact, Feng Tinglan's situation began to become more and more serious. There were two outbreaks that even Shi Yanxue could hardly hold him down. Autumn frost formed on the pool outside the window, and Feng Tinglan never went to play in the water again.He began to gradually forget many things, forgot where he was, who he was, every time he opened his eyes, he would stare at Shi Yanxue for a long time, and then struggled and tried hard to remember the person in front of him.

"Master." Feng Tinglan looked at Shi Yanxue standing in front of the door, and said desolately: "If one day I forget about Master, what should I do?"

Shi Yanxue glanced at the formation left outside the building, the cracks are already very big, maybe in a few days, he will be able to break through the cracks and return to the wilderness with the wind and the waves.

"If that's the time..." Shi Yanxue's expression was calm, and when she walked past Feng Tinglan, her sleeves brought up the cold autumn frost, "It means that the fate between you and me as a master and apprentice is over, so don't force it."

The snow-white robes brushed against Feng Tinglan's side, and gradually faded away.

Feng Tinglan felt his face was cold, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, with wet tears on his fingertips, the dragon's horn drooped a little along with his head, and his red eyes were covered by fine hair, after a while, he whispered: " Bad master."