This must not be written by me

On Luoxue Peak, there are two white-clothed men standing in the snow. One holds a long sword and has a face as handsome as a cold star with no expression on his face. The other stands with his hands behind his back. The dark and beautiful beard on his face does not move in the wind, which clearly shows his superb cultivation.

Lin Cheng, whose beard had grown, looked at the broken ice door in front of the stone chamber, frowned uncontrollably, and said after a long time:

"Songyue, how many medicine packs did you send someone to the mountain last time?"

Qing Songyue said without hesitation: "Twenty."

"Have the Jiuqu marigold petals been added?"

Thinking of those medicine packets that she added petals strictly, Qing Songyue replied: "It has already been added."

Lin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then...do you know how many people have passed this medicine?"

"There are only four, me, the elder who dispenses the medicine in the sect, a foundation-builder from the Tianzimen, and Zhong Panji, the young master's attendant." After saying this, Qing Songyue seemed to suddenly think of something, His face suddenly changed suddenly.

Seeing his expression suddenly changed, Lin Cheng frowned and said, "What's wrong? Did you find something?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Cheng could see the sudden change of color, and the shock on Qing Songyue's face changed back to the original expressionless face in the next second, and she lowered her eyes and said: "...It's nothing, I just wondered if it might be The last time the people from the Demon Sect invaded the sect, and then leaked the news that the young master is a pure spiritual body with a heavenly root. And this time the young master's disappearance may be related to this matter."

Lin Cheng nodded: "That makes sense... Well, it's my fault too. Back then, I used Xiao Chen as a bait just to strengthen the reputation of my Tianmen sect... But I'm not afraid of those people thinking about him, I'm afraid that he will be brainwashed by the Demon Sect and become their puppet. If it is spread out at that time, he is the young master of our Tianmen Sect. I am afraid that we will not be able to lift our heads in 20 years..."

Qing Songyue's expression was unclear, but she just listened calmly.Lin Cheng sighed softly: "Songyue, before Xiao Chen was appointed as the head of the sect, I was going to appoint you as the next head, but it's a pity..."

Qing Songyue frowned, bowed with her sword in her arms and said: "Master, please forgive me for never having the idea of ​​succeeding as the master. I just hope to find the young master soon, and then let go of everything here and roam freely. All over the world. Succession or non-succession, ascension or non-ascension, I have never valued it."

Lin Cheng laughed wryly when he heard the words: "Haha...Qing Songyue, Qing Songyue...you haven't forgotten the oath you made when you were a child, even the great elders who have become a faction have not forgotten it?"

Qing Songyue's expression was slightly restrained, her lips were tightly pursed, and it took a long time before she said: "My family has been in decline since I was a child, if I hadn't eaten hundreds of meals and lived to be ten years old and joined the Tianmen sect, I'm afraid I would have died on the street long ago. Even if Songyue forgets her name and lives by her code name, she dare not easily forget the kindness of the people in the town."

Lin Cheng snorted and said: "It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! You remember the kindness of a meal back then, but you forgot the kindness of my Tianmen Party that has cultivated you for 5 years, and I have valued you for nearly a hundred years..."

Qing Songyue was silent, and a trace of guilt flashed across her face: "Please make amends. Songyue's ambition is not here. Compared with sect disputes and personal honor and disgrace, I am more willing to bear the infamy of ungrateful for a lifetime, and try my best to save the Nine Kingdoms. The people who suffer because of the rise and fall of the country."

Lin Cheng was dejected, but he was still unwilling to let go of this. He pointed to the outside of the cave and said, "Don't talk about it now. After all this is settled now, it's not too late to make a decision."

Qing Songyue knows what he means, things will come one after another, they will never be resolved, there is no end in sight, and in the end he will only be bound here forever.Lin Cheng would never let Qing Songyue go easily, and Qing Songyue knew this very well, there was no emotion on his knife-sharpened face, he stopped talking, and looked at the sword in his hand with an unclear expression.

Sensing that he was not in a high mood, Lin Cheng sighed, and said helplessly to Qing Songyue: "Songyue, it has been seven days since you gave Zhong Panji these pills. There is no decoction here. place, if my guess is correct, Zhong Panji should be the medicine decocted in the hole facing the wall. Please go and count how many medicine packs are left in total.”

Qing Songyue nodded slightly, then flew away, leaving Lin Cheng with an unsteady expression, muttering softly: "Just now... what was he hiding?"

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The Bingling Cave is less than three feet away from the stone room where Lin Chenchu ​​and the others lived, but it hangs straight above the stone room. If there is no such pure spiritual power as Lin Chenchu ​​and Zhong Panji to explode, it will be difficult to go up. It is indeed difficult without the help of Feijian.

However, Qing Songyue's elegant figure flew over the snow peak with ease, like a snowflake flying with the wind, light and casual.That appearance seems free and easy, but only the insider knows how difficult it is for Qing Songyue to do this, because at this moment the wind is blowing down from the top of the mountain, not from the bottom up!

It is not easy to lift weights as lightly as possible, especially on the top of the wind and snow where the ancient trees in Qiannan can be easily blown away.If another person goes up, even if they can go up, it will not be easy, let alone do it so pleasing to the eye, it is very likely that they will not even be able to stand.

Just looking at his cultivation level, Qing Songyue is not one of the best figures in the cultivation world, but he is absolutely worthy of fame after he became famous as a young man, and all those who use swords as a weapon of cultivation can call him a "master" convincingly, even People like Young Master Maochen should be taboo about him.

Outsiders only know that he is an unborn master of the Tianmen Sect, who has good friends with Lin Cheng, is quiet and powerful, but they don't know his origin and origin.

He was originally a descendant of the Xia Kingdom's royal family, that is, the little grandson of the former royal family's first princess. He was destined to be rich and honored all his life, but because the concubine king overthrew the former emperor who had fallen in love, his family was ruined and his family died.

It can be said that his life experience is quite similar to that of Zhong Panji.At that time, in order to prevent local people from rebelling, and also to cut grass and roots, the new emperor personally ordered the massacre of all people related to the former emperor except his own clan.In one night, more than 300 people were massacred in Xiaguo's imperial city, even Qing Songyue's family was no exception, and he himself was shut up in the vegetable cellar for self-reflection because of his mischievousness, so he saved his life.

But after this battle, he, a six-year-old child, completely lost the protection of his family. If no one took care of him, the best end would be to be picked up by an old beggar, having his hands and feet broken, and begging along the street.

But he is much luckier than Zhong Panji: the wealthy son-in-law's family has always been kind and kind, and the people around him have received their favors.Therefore, when Qing Songyue, who was only six years old, walked out of the room full of corpses the next day, she was immediately taken home by these ordinary people and hid.

Being raised by these simple people in secret, the Chen family gave him a bowl of white porridge today, and the Li family gave him a few fragrant and soft big buns tomorrow. Qing Songyue grew up healthy like this, and even learned how to eat it himself. Read and write.He knew very well in his heart that as long as he confessed him, these not-so-rich people would have a reward of nearly ten thousand taels, but they didn't do so. Even if he became a ghost, he would never forget this kindness.

In this way, Qing Songyue was raised by these people until she was ten years old, until she was favored by Lin Cheng who went down the mountain to find her cronies, and brought her back to the Tianmen Sect to train her.

Although he has suffered all kinds of hardships in the world, and has seen the ups and downs of the prosperous world, he has always maintained a pure heart. Although he knows many ways of the world, he can not lose himself in various encounters.It is also this innocence that allowed him, who had a rough childhood, to possess talents that others dare not even imagine.

Although his innate talent is not as good as most of the disciples of the Tianzimen, but because he has seen the real death, he is very calm and cultivates. He was a young man, and he realized his own self when he was in his 3s. Dao——to be empty and quiet, with a mind like the wind.And based on the Tao created by himself, he realized a set of shocking body and sword techniques.

Even Lin Cheng has to admit that Qing Songyue's body and sword skills are close to perfection, except for the legendary Mihua who defeated the world's heroes within ten hours at the first Heroes Conference. Besides, he had never heard that Qing Songyue's swordsmanship was inferior to anyone else.

And just now Qing Songyue's graceful movement like a wild goose was created by himself. Although it is well-known in the entire cultivation world, no one knows its name, and Qing Songyue did not sign it for no reason. He—there is no trick to this stunt, he can pass it on to anyone at will, he doesn't care if he succeeds in it, and he doesn't care if he doesn't.

But even if he didn't keep it privately, no one could understand his unknown swordsmanship and movement skills to the whole cultivation world, and even those powerful ones with advanced cultivation bases only learned something specious.

When Lin Cheng privately asked Qing Songyue to teach Lin Chenchu, Qing Songyue had passed on Lin Chenchu's own experience in practicing this set of agility and swordsmanship - the heart moves with the wind, and the sword stops with the heart.

Its significance lies in the control of people over the wind.In his view, the wind is everywhere, unfettered, no one can catch him, but he can easily influence the behavior of others.But the wind doesn't know how to hinder him, but helps him.His control over the power of "wind" is simply superb. Even on this windy Luoxue Peak, he can use the wind generated by the resistance of his feet when his body sags to soar into the sky.

It's a pity that Lin Chenchu ​​couldn't understand the meaning of it at all, but the half set of swordsmanship that Mihua gave him allowed him to learn half thoroughly, and he also practiced a super strong reaction force by accident, which can be regarded as Qing Songyue Wuxin Willow.

Say now.

Qing Songyue has already moved to Bingling Valley in the blink of an eye.The decoration inside the cave is very simple. It can be vaguely seen that the mysterious ice that was smashed by Ji Qingluo was shining on the ground, and a thin layer of frost formed near the inside of the cave. Protruding things: several bowls, medicine packs that were frozen into ice cubes before wrapping them up, a small stone pot filled with frost, and a simple and simple stove that had been extinguished long ago.

He walked over, and the golden spirit power turned into a silent ripple, and at first glance, the frost on the ground had been cleaned up.

Qing Songyue picked up the medicine packs on the ground and counted them lightly with her slender fingers.There were thirteen packs of medicine left, and the packs he had confirmed hadn't been changed, and there wasn't a lot in one pack, and there wasn't a lot in one pack.However, at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and slowly turned his gaze to the stone pot where the medicine was boiled.

The stone pot has been cleaned briefly, and the medicinal residues inside have been taken out, but it has not been washed, and the residual medicinal smell seeped into the crevices of the stone, extremely thick.He sniffed carefully, his eyes widened suddenly, and a trace of unexplained worry flashed across his face.

Qing Songyue didn't make a sound, but silently took a trace of ice powder, and the snow-like ice powder quickly melted into water stains in his warm hands.He rubbed it lightly with his fingers, brought it under his nose to discern carefully, and immediately frowned.

Immediately, he picked up the medicine bag that was sculpted by ice on the ground, and swung his sword to cut it open. Immediately, a bitter medicine smell mixed with bitter almonds rushed straight into his nostrils.With a slightly relaxed expression, he picked up the medicine bag that had been frozen into ice sculptures on the ground, and rushed back to the stone room from the Bingling Valley. He was about to speak, but Lin Cheng spoke first.

It turned out that Lin Cheng heard Qing Songyue's footsteps entering the house, and called out, "Songyue, come here."

I saw Lin Cheng squatting on the ground with his back to Qing Songyue. I don't know what he was studying. After Qing Songyue walked over, he found that he was holding a broken bowl in his hand, and there was a small piece of ice in the bowl. Soup, and he was frowning as he looked at the contents of the soup bowl.

Qing Songyue walked over in silence, pulled the long skirt in front of her and squatted down, only to hear Lin Cheng gently tap the porcelain in his hand with his fingers, and said: "There is something wrong with this soup, the color seems to be It's a bit redder, it's very likely that someone has dropped the bag, and the most likely person is Zhong Panji."

Qing Songyue shook her head, and brought the medicine bag split by the sword to Lin Cheng's eyes.Lin Cheng didn't know what he meant, so he lowered his head and sniffed it in bewilderment. In just a moment, he immediately understood what Qing Songyue wanted to say to him, and his expression changed drastically.Throwing away the fragments in his hand, he paced up and down the door anxiously like ants on a hot pan.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Qing Songyue quietly picked up the ice cubes thrown by Lin Cheng on the ground, wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it in the Qiankun Ring, then got up and waited beside her with her sword in her arms.

I don't know how many times Lin Cheng walked back and forth like this, but he finally flicked his sleeves and asked angrily, "Where's Luan Feng!!"

Qing Songyue was not surprised: "Luan Feng has already gone to find the severely injured Zhong Panji."

Lin Cheng's face was livid, and the beautiful beard that he had managed to grow seemed to be about to explode: "Don't worry about it! Songyue, you go down the mountain to Luoming Peak to find the retired Elder Wen Cheng, and ask him to identify what is in this soup. What is it!"

Qing Songyue nodded and said, "Does the head want to go together? Luan Feng and Zhong Panji should both be at Luoming Peak"

Lin Cheng had already jumped on Feijian and rushed straight to Luoming Peak.

☆, 116 roads one foot high