[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

It was getting late, and a round of sunset slowly sank into the undulating mountains behind Tianyong City. The last ray of afterglow lightly sprinkled on the bronze tiles of the stone houses on the Sword Sacrifice Platform, and a few clouds as thin as veils smudged the clouds. The color floats from the sky, low and low on the tips of the twigs of the ancient pine trees on the Sword Sacrifice Platform stretching towards the dome, like a tree of ethereal red flowers in full bloom.

Suddenly, a Qingyue melody rose from the ground, clear and melodious, melodious, like a clear spring in a mountain stream and wild fragrance on a ridge, bringing an unprecedented atmosphere to this dull and simple city of monasticism.Suddenly, a gust of evening wind blows by, and the tune rises with the wind, rising higher and higher. After a while, the wind gradually slows down, and the melody gradually becomes weaker, and finally a faint desolation seeps out of the gossamer-like coda.

Under the intertwined tree, Shen Bailing exhaled lightly, held the bronze leaf between his fingers, looked back at Murong Ziying, and said with a smile: "I haven't practiced for so many years, I can't imagine that the sword is not old."

Before Murong Ziying could answer, Hongyu behind her clapped her hands and praised: "Young Master Shen can play such a moving song with only a small copper leaf, it's really rare!" With a thoughtful expression, he smiled, "Listen to its rhythm, it's a bit like the style of Bei country..."

"Miss Hongyu is really knowledgeable and versatile." Shen Bailing nodded, looking at Hongyu with some appreciation.

Hongyu pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes flickered: "The song is good, and the lyrics are even better. 'Death and life are in harmony, and I will talk to Zicheng. Hold my hand, and I will grow old with you.' I have fulfilled the wishes of countless daughters. " Laughed for a while and then said, "It's just that Mr. Shen just kept playing the last verse, over and over again, becoming more and more mesmerizing, which actually makes people hurt. Compared with the previous ones, it is ingenious."

Shen Bailing was startled, and said in surprise: "Play it repeatedly? Isn't that the way it was originally played?"

Hongyu was also surprised when she heard the words, and was about to answer when she heard Murong Ziying cough lightly, and said indifferently: "Just now I heard you play this piece. And why?"

Shen Bailing couldn't help lowering her eyes when she heard him ask such a question, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and said in a low voice: "I think of Auntie. This piece was her favorite to play at that time, and every time she played to the last verse, she always It's so lingering, I still think that the tune is like this... Miss Hongyu said that playing like this makes people hurt, this is indeed true, every time she is locked in the room and finishes playing the piano, she always loses her temper... ..."

"The last episode..." As a woman, Hongyu naturally understood Shen's mother's thoughts faster than Murong Ziying, she nodded her red lips and said softly, "It seems that Mr. Shen's mother also has a sad past. The last stanza of "The Drumming" is—"

Yu Bo is broad, but I am not alive.Yu Wei Xun Xi, I don't believe in Xi.

Sighing the increasingly distant distance, the day when we will never meet again.Sighing the ever-longer years, the oath that can no longer be kept.

The familiar tune seemed to ring in Shen Bailing's ears again. The melancholy sound of the zither was exciting. With such a repeated rhythm, was it the resentment and longing for whom?

Seeing Shen Bailing's sad face, he fell into deep thought.Murong Ziying's expression remained indifferent on the face, but she felt a little regret in her heart. She just asked a casual question, but it caused her friends to recall her dead mother and made her feel sad. It's just that although he has supernatural powers, he has never been good at words. Although he intends to persuade Shen Bailing to turn around Thoughts, but don't know where to start.At the side, Hongyu had been with him for a long time, how could she not guess what her master was thinking, she immediately covered her mouth with a smile, and simply said for him: "I heard that Mr. Shen once studied with the master in the same discipline, Hongyu thought you also went to Kunlun Mountain since childhood Unexpectedly, the young master still remembers the past when he was young. It's just that the past is like smoke and will eventually dissipate, so we have to look at it lightly."

Shen Bailing came back to his senses, forced a smile, and nodded yes.

Hongyu deliberately led him to talk about interesting things about his childhood. Hearing that Shen Bailing once lived in the Underwater Demon Kingdom, he was immediately very interested.Shen Bailing was already gentle and considerate, but when she saw Hongyu's interest, she was not impatient at all, and told her in detail: "...When I was young, I lived with my mother in the ancient nesting country under Chaohu Lake, which used to be the ancient city of the human race The old site later sank into the bottom of the water and became a shelter for some little monsters. There are elders, guards, and monsters of all sizes in the country. Although everyone is not very powerful, they live a very happy life. Strict, but I know that she is deeply responsible for love. It's just that every time I see other little monsters playing with their father, I feel very envious in my heart, but as long as I mention the word "daddy" to my mother, she will At that time, I was so angry that I didn’t dare to ask more questions, but now that I think about it, if she hates my biological father so much, he must be very sorry for her.”

"Could it be that the other monsters in the Nest Country don't know who Shen Gongzi's biological father is?" Hongyu wondered.

Shen Bailing shook his head: "I have heard from the elders that A Niang is not a native of the Chao country. She fell into the Chao Lake one day and was rescued by the country's monsters, and then stayed. She was already pregnant with me. Later... a lot of things happened later, A Niang took me out of the Nest Country, and she passed away not long after. She didn't tell me until she was dying, and asked me to find someone, A man named 'Shen Zhao'."

Hongyu's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said: "Shen Zhao... this man's surname is Shen, so he must be Mr. Shen's biological father?"

Shen Bailing nodded slightly: "I think so too. The only thing that can make Auntie miss her very much until she dies is that person's name." He sighed again, took a look at Murong Ziying, and continued, "Later Many things happened again, and I actually forgot all the words my mother told me, until one day, Chan You, the lord of the Illusory Darkness Realm, appeared in front of me..."

As if that scene reappeared in front of my eyes, the banshee with the face of her mother, the surging memory, the scream of pain, the killing by mistake... Shen Bailing closed her eyes in pain, and said after a while: "She told me, It turned out that A Niang was her sister. Because she loved my biological father, she abandoned her family, but she never thought that she would be abandoned by that person in the end. I didn't know until then that I was actually the sinful child of the monster race and the human race. The son... is not allowed to be on any side..."

"... Bai Ling."

A gentle force slowly landed on his shoulders, and Shen Bailing opened his eyes, facing the pair of eyes that were close at hand.The cold eyes that were like a cold pool in the past now have warm waves. Although Murong Ziying is not good at talking, just gently holding his shoulder is enough to replace thousands of words.Shen Bailing smiled slightly at him, and the layer of self-sorrow and self-injury covering her body gradually faded away.

He turned his head to Hongyu, and continued: "Later, I traveled around the human world for more than ten years, but I still had no time to complete A Niang's last wish, until I met a woman who called herself Qin Ji in Chenzhou, I got some clues from her by chance."

"...Qin Ji?" Murong Ziying's eyebrows twitched, as if thinking of something.

Shen Bailing nodded and smiled: "Speaking of which, this clue has something to do with Tianyong City. That Qin Ji once said that there is an elder in Tianyong City whose face is very similar to mine, but I can't remember the Taoist name. There is a word "Zhao" in it... I wanted to wait for everything, but I went to visit according to what she said, who knows... 400 years have passed, although I have arrived in Tianyong City, but the elder I don't know how long the fairy has been gone, where the bones are buried, A Niang's last wish has not been fulfilled after all..."

He sighed and sighed to himself, but he never noticed that Murong Ziying's face was full of thought ever since he heard the sentence "There is an elder in Tianyong City whose face is similar to mine".On the other hand, Hongyu could see clearly, her wonderful eyes flowed, she looked at Shen Bailing for a while, and Murong Ziying for a while, as if she also understood something, she slowly spread a meaningful smile.

At night, the mountainside of Tianyong City was still peaceful.The huge runestones revolved endlessly in the air like a sun, and the bright light shone on the high bronze platform.Sitting in the middle of the stage, the real Yuzhao still had a calm look, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake, but his brows were furrowed, completely lacking the majesty and indifference he had when facing the real Hansu during the day.

Suddenly, the purple light was bright, and the swaying light and shadow reflected in his eyes. Immediately, Master Yuzhao opened his eyes, only to see a mass of vigorous purple light appearing out of thin air one foot in front of him. The aura of the sword-wielding elders obviously came from the same source.

Daoist Yuzhao snorted, and slowly stretched out a withered palm to grab the ball of light in his hand. The purple light suddenly burst into several sizzling electric snakes, but before it touched the hand, it was gone. Turn into puffs of green smoke.In the light and mist, the real Yuzhao turned his palm to reveal the things in his palm. It turned out to be just a small sword carved from white jade, but the palm was long and short, and the whole body was crystal clear, showing its uniqueness and compactness.

"Hmph, if there is no way to get in and out of the mountainside, do you just borrow a spiritual weapon?" Master Yuzhao muttered to himself, and casually threw the small sword on the bronze floor in front of him.

The purple light on the jade sword fluctuated for a while, and gradually merged into a tall and tall figure.With a handsome face and silver hair and jade crown, it was Murong Ziying.Although it was just a phantom, it was also connected to Murong Ziying's mind. He straightened his sleeves and slowly saluted the old man in front of him: "Elder Shouxin."

Master Yuzhao stared at him coldly, and after a while he asked with a stick in his throat: "What are you doing here again? Could it be that you are bringing up an old story again?"

Murong Ziying straightened up and said calmly, "Not bad."

Immortal Yuzhao immediately lowered his face, and refused without thinking: "Go back. I will never change what I said."

Murong Ziying pursed her lips and said nothing, and after a while she suddenly said: "Zi Yin has been greatly admired since seeing the real person, thinking that the real person is also cultivated into a fairy body, but he is willing to die here for Tianyong City, how can he be unknown. After returning I went to the scripture library to look through the old scrolls, and I found the real person's deeds in a volume of Tianyong City Chronicles... It turned out that the real person was surnamed Shen before he became a monk."

Master Yuzhao's eyes flickered slightly, and his face showed displeasure: "So what if the surname is Shen?"

Murong Ziying stared at him for a while, and answered irrelevant questions: "The real person was born in a scholarly family, with a wealthy family background, and later entered Tianyong City to study arts with the blue eyes of the mighty elders of Tianyong City. Coincidentally, my friend is also surnamed Shen, but he does not have the luck of a real person. He has no father since he was a child, and his mother died young. I was punished by heaven, my soul was wandering in the world, and now I am facing the pain of being scattered. When I saw a real person for the first time, I felt very strange. It is clear that they look so similar, and they are both named Shen. How can their fate be so different? ?”

At the beginning, Elder Yuzhao just listened to his narration with an impatient face, but later his expression changed slightly, he hesitated to speak.Murong Ziying saw his expression in his eyes, her heart became more and more determined, and she said lightly: "He once told me that his mother named him Bailing, because his mother fell into Shouyang City when she was pregnant with Liujia. He was born on Bailingzhou, a small island in the middle of the lake, in Chaohu Lake outside, so he was named Shen Bailing."

"Shouyang, Bailingzhou...his name...Shen Bailing?" Master Yuzhao muttered to himself for a while, then suddenly changed his face, and said sharply to Murong Ziying, "I don't know where you know these past events, if you want to use this It's impossible to deceive me!"

"Right and wrong are in your mind. If a real person doesn't want to believe it, what difference does Zi Yin say is true or not? Real person, please think again." Murong Ziying finished speaking lightly, ignoring Yuzhao's ugly face, and slightly cupped her hands, " Farewell."