love yourself again

When Ling Junwu and his party arrived at Cangyun Mountain, the foot of the mountain was already full of voices.

"Master Langyue, Lord Flying Flower, and Fu Shaoxia, the three are finally here!"

Fu Shuangyun cupped his fists and smiled boldly: "Brother Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time, so don't come here without any problems!"

Qi Qunke returned a salute, looked at Ling Junwu at the side and asked, "I don't know who this is?"

Qin Xu took a step forward with his folding fan and tapped on Qi Qunke's shoulder: "This is Brother Ling Junwu. It's his first time participating in Jianghu Discussion of Swords." Turning his head to look at Ling Junwu, he pointed at Qi Qunke with his folding fan and said, "This is Songshan Qi Qunke, the young master of the Divine Sword Sect, can be said to be superb with a soft sword, his light work is ethereal, his footwork is unpredictable, and no one can match him.

Qi Qunke pushed aside Qin Xu's folding fan: "It's been so cold for nine days, the poor 'Sexy Young Master' still wears such a cool thing to protect his reputation." He greeted Ling Junwu like a Jianghu person, "Brother Ling, don't listen to Qin Xu. Brother nonsense, those false names are nothing but exaggerations in the world."

Shu Langyue ran towards the mountain with a few ups and downs, and a voice with increased internal strength came clearly: "Everyone, let's catch up on the old days here! Let's take a step first."

"Brother, wait for me!" Fu Shuangyun yelled, dragged Ling Junwu to do Qinggong and then chased Shu Langyue, saying, "Brother Ling, let's go up quickly."

Qin Xu blocked Qi Qunke with a folding fan in his hand, and smiled triumphantly: "Brother Qi, let me take a step first."

"Cunning!" Qi Qunke's body floated to the side, and he stepped forward a few feet in an instant, "Brother Qin, when I catch up with you, I must ask for advice."

Several people climbed to the top one after the other, and the disciples of various sects discussed swordsmanship with each other. On the surface, it seemed that the rivers and lakes were really peaceful.

Ling Junwu looked at the clouds, mountains and mists in the distance, and stepped on everything under his feet. He touched the mortal iron sword hanging on his waist. Two were sold, and the other one was naturally kept in the hands of his brother who molested him all night.

The sword body is slender, with a simple and simple appearance, the sharpness is hidden but not exposed, and the momentum is restrained. It is a sword of a modest gentleman.However, if the sword is out of the sheath, you will find that this sword is completely different from its appearance. The sharp edge of the sword gives people an aggressive and oppressive feeling, and the temperament of this sword complements Ling Junwu himself.

Qi Qunke looked at the sword on Ling Junwu's waist, his eyes were amazed: "Brother Ling's sword looks quite extraordinary, what is the name of this sword?"

Fu Shuangyun also looked over, staring enviously at Ling Junwu's sword.

Ling Junwu chuckled: "This sword is called 'Xi Jun'!" After a pause, the smile on his face deepened, "It was forged by my elder brother himself."

Shu Langyue showed surprise: "I didn't expect Brother Ling to be a famous swordsmith!"

"it's not true!"

Several people looked at Ling Junwu who categorically denied it, with doubts in their eyes.

Ling Junwu stroked the sword at his waist, his expression was full of pride: "However, the mere skill of forging a sword is an easy task for my brother. I don't know what can be difficult for him in this world."

Qi Qunke heard him use the affectionate title of "brother", and thought to himself: This person has a close relationship with his elder brother. This is really brotherly respect, but those words are too exaggerated, and I don't know who Ling Junwu's elder brother is. What kind of person.

Fu Shuangyun clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Brother Ling is truly a blessing. To have such a brother makes me really envious of others."

Suddenly a person came by and said mockingly: "What a big tone! I don't know who your elder brother is, so you might as well tell me and let me listen."

"You don't have the qualifications yet!" Ling Junwu looked at this proud young man coldly.

"Hmph! Nobody, what are you..."

"The ever-changing 'Empty Spirit Sword', the swordsmanship is varied, and no one can see the rules of its moves. Your Excellency is Xu Yuan, who ranked second among the young generation of swordsmen in Jianghu three years ago." Qin Xu cut off the other party who was about to blurt out rude words.

I saw that Xu Yuan snorted softly with his nostrils facing the sky: "You are wise!"

Ling Junwu's handsome face showed a contemptuous expression, his eyes seemed to be looking at ants, but his lofty posture could not make people disgusted, and his cold and arrogant temperament could only make people admire his extraordinary demeanor.

Xu Yuan couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, but he was always a proud person, this feeling was only fleeting, he kicked a stone with his toe and attacked Ling Junwu.

No one saw Ling Junwu's movements, his body seemed to become unreal in an instant, the stone seemed to pass through his body, flew in the air for a certain distance, and then fell to the cliff.

"Things that don't know how to live or die!" Ling Junwu's fingertips leaked a trace of spiritual power, but a mere mortal could kill this person with a snap of his fingers.

Fu Shuangyun took a step forward to stand in front of Ling Junwu, with a serious face: "Brother Ling, you must not do it here, such a villain might as well let him be defeated in front of everyone, it must be a disaster for him, so how happy it is!"

Xu Yuan showed anger, but looking at Shu Langyue and Qin Xu who had a vague protective attitude towards Fu Shuangyun, he finally didn't dare to make any mistakes, and said angrily: "Let's wait and see, and see who will fall into it." A place of eternal doom." After speaking, he turned and left with his sleeves shaken.

Shu Langyue shook her head: "Looking like a villain! It's a pity that the 'Empty Spirit Sword' in his hand, with such a master, is really a sword covered in dust."

Qi Qunke looked at Xu Yuan's leaving back with an unclear expression, and suddenly said: "It seems that Brother Fu has great trust in Brother Ling's martial arts, but although Xu Yuan is a bit arrogant, his swordsmanship is indeed among the first-class masters. It’s better to be careful, everyone, and never underestimate the enemy.”

"Of course I know what Brother Qi said, but thank you Brother Qi for reminding me." Fu Shuangyun greeted politely.

Qin Xu took the folding fan and twirled it in his hand a few times. Seeing more and more swordsmen gathered on the top of the mountain, he said to them: "The Sword Discussion Conference will officially start tomorrow, so let's quickly set up a tent! On the top of the mountain It’s very difficult at night.”

"Brother Qin said yes, I will take my leave first." Qi Qunke left with his fists clasped, and walked towards the team of the Divine Sword Sect. However, he is a majestic young master, so naturally he does not need to do the rough work of setting up a tent by himself.

Qin Xu sighed, seeing how Qi Qunke was being taken care of by his servants, his eyes showed envy: "Brother, I really should bring a few servants with me when I come out this time. Mistake, what a mistake!"

Shu Lang laughed angrily: "Do you still have to prepare some beauties to accompany you, Mr. Qin? You are rather delicate, so hurry up and get to work!"

Fu Shuangyun laughed blatantly at the side, making bold jokes about his flamboyant second brother.

Ling Junwu smiled and saw the wanton jokes among these people. There are all kinds of things in the world and life, maybe what brother wants him to see is life!

Everything has nothing to do with the power of cultivation. If you go well, you will have a good result. There are thousands of kinds of hearts. Whether you control it in your own hands or not is up to you if you don't let it be affected by foreign objects.

Cultivating the mind is to cultivate a mind that does what one wants but is self-denying and strict. It seems contradictory, but in fact it means that one is not affected by external objects, is unrestrained and unrestrained and does not act arbitrarily. You can also deal with it calmly and get out of danger.

Ling Junwu didn't pay attention to the severe cold on the top of the mountain. He remembered that he was only nine years old, and when he first met his brother, he was stripped of his clothes mercilessly by that person and thrown into the snow. Death tormented him all the time, and at that time, he really had a strong hatred of wanting to cut the other party into pieces.

"I didn't expect that today I would be so close to him. Should I say that the world is impermanent?" A sigh came out in a very soft voice, and it disappeared when the mountain wind blew.

Ling Junwu caressed his heart, and muttered to himself: "Brother, you were the one who forcibly kept me by your side, and you taught me yourself. No matter what the consequences of my life are, you should take full responsibility. Isn't it? No matter what I do, you can't blame me, you can't blame me!" When the last sentence came out, it was already extremely infatuated.

Fu Shuangyun saw Ling Junwu standing alone on the edge of the cliff, seeming to be admiring the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain, so he opened his voice and shouted: "Brother Ling, do you have anything to sleep with you? If you don't mind, you might as well sleep with me tonight." account."

Ling Junwu turned around and said, "No need, thank you Brother Fu for your kindness."

"This..." Fu Shuangyun wanted to say something more, but Ling Junwu had already turned around again.

As the sky was getting darker, the mountain wind was getting harsher. Although people in the rivers and lakes had internal energy to protect their bodies, they were mortals after all, and it was impossible for them not to be unaffected by such severe cold.

Qin Xu came out of the tent and stood beside Ling Junwu, looking at the dark abyss under the cliff. The people beside him were motionless, only his robes were blown up by the wind, making him feel the original There was really a person standing beside him.

"Brother Ling is not only extraordinary in style, but also outstanding in martial arts. I don't know what school he is from?" Qin Xu asked suddenly.

"No school, no sect!" Ling Junwu laughed happily, "I was brought up by my elder brother."

Qin Xu was shocked: "I didn't expect Elder Brother Ling to be such an amazing and talented person. I'm afraid there is no second person in this world!"

"Yes! There is no other person like him in the world." Ling Junwu sighed without humility, his brother is naturally the best.

Qin Xu laughed, he had never seen such a reaction from the arrogant and reticent Ling Junwu, and said: "Brother Ling looks young, but his abilities don't match his age, and his body doesn't look like that. The temperament of the mortal world is really like a god from the sky descending to the world."

"Perhaps you are right. I, Ling Junwu, am so lucky to be favored by a fairy."

"Brother Ling is also a rare talent in the world, I am afraid that only Brother Ling can stand shoulder to shoulder with Brother Ling."

Ling Junwu giggled a few times: "You are right, my brother is only worthy of me!"

Qin Xu couldn't help turning his head to look at Ling Junwu. This sentence was too much, but he usually noticed that there was an unusual atmosphere between the two brothers. It seemed that sometimes it was too ambiguous. Brother, what kind of thoughts do you have for your elder brother who is out of reach.

But everything has nothing to do with himself.

There was only one figure left on the cliff. The fire not far away was burning brightly, and the firelight reflected the blurred faces of the people. They were joking and discussing something wantonly.

"Brother, although I don't care about other people's opinions, outsiders can see that you and I are a match made in heaven, so we are really the best match!" Ling Junwu thought happily.