Big Brother, he's not a lover anymore

At the end of the year, the cold winter is bitter.

Even in the realm of comprehension, they could not escape the baptism of frost and snow, but fortunately, the monks have a cultivation base, and they are not like ordinary people who are afraid of the cold and love the warmth.

Yunshuizong, Tianyu Peak.

The young man in Tsing Yi holds a long sword in his hand, and stands between the sky and the earth with his eyes closed.

The swirling snow fell all over him, and he didn't notice it at all.

The cold wind was like a sharp blade, blowing up from the bottom of the cliff, and also brought the broken branches and leaves and the snow between the sky and the earth.

All of a sudden, the people in Tsing Yi, the withered and yellow leaves, the white snow, and the clothes fluttering in the wind together drew a magical picture.

When the biting wind was about to get closer to the young man, the young man slowly opened his eyes.

Looking into his eyes, one can see the clear surface of the lake with slight ripples, like the wrinkles caused by the gentle wind blowing in spring.And his whole person, like the warm sun in spring, is warm and soft.

The wind suddenly stopped, and the objects taken away by the wind also stopped.

There was no cold wind, and the whole mountain became quiet. Only the previous people were still alive, otherwise it would really be a picture scroll.

The sword in the youth in Tsing Yi's hand had quietly come out of its sheath at some point.

When the white blade flashed past, he vaguely saw the upright and slender figure of the master reflected in front of him, so the cold blade was not so frightening.

Together with the sword light left when the long sword was swung before, it just stopped the wind and things when it swiped, but did not leave deep marks on the ground.

It is gentle at the moment, just like its owner.

After a while, the afterimage of the sword light dissipated, the sharp sword returned to the owner's hand, and the world became noisy again.

The wind was no longer as harsh as before, stabbing people like sharp knives; snow and dead leaves avoided the gentle swordsman in Tsing Yi and fell very softly.

When snow falls, it melts.

The layer of silver that had covered the ground gradually melted away, as if the sun had penetrated through the clouds and fell onto the cliff. The soil on the ground was loosening slightly, as if something was about to break through the ground, reminding the people on the mountain that spring is coming.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Yu retracted his hand holding the sword. This is the first move in the swordsmanship he learned - "Fengchun".

"Spring is warm."

He has been enlightened on this style for five years, and it is not until today that he actually uses it.

The mountains and the moon do not know the time, and the vegetation does not remember the year.

For a cultivator, five years is not a long time, but he can reach it with his eyes closed. Fortunately, his understanding of swordsmanship is quite good.

"Here, master, here you are." Just as the long sword was inserted back into the scabbard, a soft voice sounded behind him.

Sinking to the side in the water, he saw a gentle beauty with silver hair and white clothes appearing behind him, holding a snow-white brocade handkerchief in his hand.

It is his sword spirit.

Shen Zaishui bent his lips and took the Jinpa, "Thank you Xinghe."

"Master, your comprehension of the way of the sword is getting stronger and stronger." Su Xinghe said, he seemed to see a person completely different from his previous life from the moves, words and deeds of the person in front of him.

Today's master has not yet been deluded and sticks to the way of the sword. Compared with his previous life, he is already a qualified swordsman.

Five years have passed, and the sword moves in the sinking water are no longer just ostentatious, every move has a sword intent.

And because of the fact that he has already entered the way of the gentleman's sword, Shen Yushui's attitude has changed a little. It is no longer the same as at the beginning.

"Really?" Shen Zaishui laughed, with a clear and gentle voice, "I think I need to work harder, Xinghe should not expect too much from me."

Su Xinghe blinked, not knowing why Shen Zaishui thought this way, he said stubbornly: "But, in my heart, the master is the best."

When he said this, he kept staring at the sinking water, and the shadow reflected in his eyes was also the person in front of him. His eyes were focused and contained infinite trust.

"..." Being looked at by Su Xinghe like this, Shen Zaishui coughed lightly. Regardless of the past few years, whenever he met Su Xinghe's eyes, he still felt embarrassed, so he turned his head slightly, "Mmm."

He likes Sword Spirit more and more, it is cute and good-looking.

Fortunately, Xinghe Sword was chosen in the Sword Tomb, he thought.

"Senior brother." The sudden voice interrupted his submerged thoughts.

Shen Zaishui turned his head and saw a sick beauty in white clothes standing not far away holding a blue paper umbrella.

He was weak and pale, standing in the icy and snowy Tianyu Mountain, his whole body seemed to be submerged in the overwhelming silver.

Inadvertently frowned, Shen Zaishui walked over, with a gentle voice: "Why did Junior Brother come up?"

Bai Nian moved the umbrella back, revealing a pale and beautiful face, and asked softly, "Brother, don't you want to see me?"

I really don't want to see it, since Bai Nian came to Yunshui Sect, every time Shen Zaishui saw him, he was drawn by inexplicable emotions, hoping that he would get closer to Bai Nian.

It seems that there is something in the dark that wants him to follow the plot in the dream.

Thinking of the dream, sinking in the water, he felt palpitations again, he already knew the ending of the dream, and if he went close to Bai Nian again, he would be sick.

So he tried every means to avoid Bai Nian, no, he already lived alone in a mountain peak.

When Bai Nian first lived with him, Shen Zaishui told Rong Jing to move to Tianyu Peak, but Rong Jing didn't agree. Fortunately, before the age of [-], he thought he was going to go through the golden elixir stage again, and this place was clean. The reason for the convenience of cultivation convinced Rong Jing.

Recently, he also found that reality and dreams are more and more overlapping. For example, as time goes by, his junior has many suitors, and they are all men.

Everyone in the Yunshui Sect, except himself, the master, and the junior uncle, seemed to have fallen a little bit, even his self-proclaimed romantic second junior brother was not spared.

Almost every day, when he looked down from the mountain peak, he could see one or two disciples who were jealous and fighting for the younger brother.

Speaking of which, because of his intentional avoidance, the brotherhood between him and Bai Nian is still shallow, and usually Bai Nian will not come to him for nothing.

"Tian Yufeng is cold, my junior is not in good health, just send me a message if you have something to do, why do you have to come up in person?" A cultivator shouldn't be afraid of the cold, his junior is said to have suffered from cold poison in his mother's womb, so he used a lot No method has been used to remove it, and it will always look weak.

If he got sick again, other people in the sect would feel distressed, maybe they would have to question themselves.

Bai Nian looked at the young man in front of him, his expression was gentle and upright, but he still saw a trace of alienation from his senior brother's eyebrows and eyes for no reason, this kind of alienation was not seen with other disciples.

The senior brother doesn't seem to like him very much.

This is the conclusion that Bai Nian came to after every contact with Shen Zaishui since joining the sect.

But he didn't know the reason, but he knew that he didn't want to be hated by his senior brother at all.

All along, there has always been a voice in his heart telling him that his senior brother will like him, and many people in the cultivation world will like him.

Now, there are indeed many people in the sect who like him, except for this elder brother.

So Bai Nian said: "Thank you brother for your concern, I'm fine."

Then he finally said the reason why he came to Tianyu Peak, "Senior brother, I have already established my foundation and should go out to practice, so, can senior brother accompany me?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head to look at the sinking water, his eyes shone with hope, if the person who admired him saw him, he would agree immediately.

"..." Shen Zaishui is not someone who admires him, and he will not be moved. He is thinking about how to reject him.

Logically speaking, as long as Bai Nian speaks, there are many people in the sect who are willing to accompany him to practice, so there is no need for him to go.

Is this another plot arrangement?Must he be involved with Bai Nian?

Before he could think up his refusal, another voice spoke first, "Master just accepted the task of eliminating monsters two days ago, so I don't have time to spare."

"Who are you?" Bai Nian looked around, only to see a person standing behind Shen in the water.

Silver-haired and white-clothed, with a handsome face and a cold expression.When meeting his eyes, there was no wave or trace in his eyes, as if he hadn't been put in his eyes, like a god.

But in a blink of an eye, when the man looked at the sinking water, his eyes really seemed to fall into reality, and the alienation and indifference around him faded away, replaced by a touch of tenderness, like an empty world, falling into a little fireworks.

Warm and gorgeous, so beautiful that people want to catch it.

If he appeared, those people's eyes would definitely be cast on him, Bai Nian thought this way, and in a certain corner of his heart, a feeling called unhappiness and uneasiness also quietly rose.

He felt that where this person was, something must be taken from him.

Bai Nian collected his thoughts and emotions, his appearance was still cute and weak, but deep down he began to guess Su Xinghe's identity: "Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you before."

Su Xinghe walked out from behind the sinking water, he glanced at Bai Nian, his voice was extremely cold: "What does it have to do with you?"

This is Su Xinghe's first time facing Bai Nian. When he looked at him, he felt that this person was not as good as he imagined. He didn't know what his master liked in his previous life, and there were other people who flocked to him.

Fortunately, the master in this life didn't like him.

"Senior Brother?" Seeing Su Xinghe's indifferent appearance, Bai Nian's expression froze. He had never met someone who was so rude to him. In the past, those people talked to him softly. He felt aggrieved, so he had no choice but to His gaze returned to sinking in the water.

Shen Zaishui didn't know what happened to his own sword spirit. He knew that Su Xinghe was indifferent to people other than him, but usually he just ignored it, and he didn't show Bai Nian's face like this, but he had never seen it before.But Shen Zaishui was actually a little happy in his heart, the sword spirit was not affected by Bai Nian's strange traits.

Patting Su Xinghe's shoulder, Shen Zaishui raised his eyes to look at Bai Nian, his brows and eyes were gentle, and his tone was apologetic: "Junior brother, Xinghe is my sword spirit, he doesn't like strangers very much, if he is rude, please let me know be magnanimous."

"So it's my brother's sword spirit, no problem." Bai Nian said softly, "But I thought my brother's sword spirit would have the same character as my brother."

"There are no two identical leaves in the world, and people's personalities are naturally different." Knowing that Bai Nian was alluding to Su Xinghe's personality problem, Shen Zi replied in a warm voice: "I think Xinghe's personality is very good."

Hearing Shen Zaishui's words of protecting the sword spirit, Bai Nian pursed his lips, "He is the brother's sword spirit, so naturally the brother thinks it's good."

He didn't want to say more, he talked with Shen Zaishui, opened his umbrella and left.

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Gongshou love each other, I am my own mother.