Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-2518:19:02字数：3820

The scene is still back to the moonlit night in Kunlun Tianyong City, Hongyu gently holds Ziyin's left hand eroded by the cold air, tears fall, dripping on the back of Ziyin's hand, like a pearl cracking, and broken jade lightly splashing.

These hands forge a unparalleled and beautiful sword in the world, which can also kill demons and benevolent people.

Deep in love, holding hands and looking at each other, I was speechless and choked.

Hongyu sighed softly, if she had never been involved in Baili Tusu's incident, she would be even more desperate than what happened last time.

Last time, he was decisive and let her leave Kunlun.

After going through all kinds of things, I heard him say in the purple banyan forest: "Forget it, I have been practicing for many years, and the one who can't see through it may be me."

What can't be seen through, and why can't be seen through, only Zi Yin understands.

That "really idiot" sounded like she no longer deliberately avoided it, and her attitude was no longer so decisive. She acquiesced in her intentions, and it was regarded as facing her feelings squarely, and she left it to her.

……

The backs of Yuexia, after many years, once again talked side by side like Anlu Yueye.

After looking at the thousands of rivers and mountains, I suddenly feel that I have returned to the day when I first met, and I have experienced the separation and reunion of cold and warm before knowing the fate.

"Master, do you still remember the first time Hongyu went to Kunlun Mountain?"

"...Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"

Hongyu's smile slowly swayed in the moonlight halo.

I vaguely remember that day when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, and the peach blossoms were blooming in the mountains. From a distance, Tianyong City seemed to be looming in the colorful clouds, which was so beautiful.

At that time, more than ten years have passed, and the little girl who used to be around Hongyu has become a beautiful girl, but Hongyu still looks like that, one green and one red walking through the peach blossoms in the mountain, it is hard to tell whether it is a person. In the painting, the beauty is still picturesque.

At the gate of Tianyong City, the guard disciples clearly heard that two guests would come today, but looking back and forth, Yu Xiaolian was still the only one, carrying a burden and holding an exquisite box, thinking hard and wondering why, so he invited Xiaolian to go in .

A month ago, Xiaolian wrote to Tianyong City, explaining what happened ten years ago, and said that she wanted to go up the mountain with her sister, and thanked the elder holding the sword face to face.

At that time, Master Shenzhi received Xiaolian in person, and accepted the Anlu Hongfeng Osmanthus Candy Cake brought by Xiaolian. A little girl came all the way across the mountains and mountains just to thank the elder holding the sword. Neither is easy.The head let Xiaolian sit for a while, and the elder holding the sword taught Tianyong's disciple the sword control method on the sword platform, and he will come over immediately.

It didn't take long before I heard steady footsteps from far to near, as if in a blink of an eye, there was the rustling of robes at the door.

Xiaolian looked at the door, and saw the tall and straight figure from ten years ago, with a more serious look between her brows and eyes, but she was no longer afraid to "look at him" with him.Dressed in Cangyue Molan Jiuyue Autumn Shuang's elegant and flowing gown, she looks so different... She is different from other purple-clothed elders and disciples in Tianyong City...

Xiaolian hurriedly stood up.

Zhenzhi Zhenren said: "The elder holding the sword came so soon? This is Miss Anluyu who wants to see you."

Zi Yin looked at the girl in front of her, she was the child from Anlu before, probably only ten years old.

"I have met Daoist Ziyin." Xiaolian saluted.

Ziyin returned the gift and asked: "Since then, has Jingwang come back? The girl is in good health?"

Xiaolian replied: "I never came again, and Xiaolian is not ill either. Taoist Master Lao remembers it and is very grateful."

Ziyin feels slightly that the habitual wording in these words is very similar to a person...

Suddenly, a charming figure in red silk flashed in front of her eyes.

Zhenzhi Zhenren said: "Then I will go ahead first. Miss Yu said in her letter that she will bring Sister Ling with her. Why do I only see one person?"

Before Xiaolian could answer, Zi Yin saw the brown box, and there seemed to be a movement between her brows.

"Sect Leader, there is no doubt that there are two of them."

Master Shenzhi followed Ziyin's gaze to look at the scorpion, thought for a while, then came to a realization, stroked his beard and smiled: "It's really rare, it's really rare."

Just at this time a few disciples came, so Xiaolian asked them to move her bundle and the box to the guest room, and before leaving, she did not forget to tell them that the box should be handled with care.

Xiaolian and Ziyin were left, and Xiaolian had to raise her head high to see Ziyin's eyes, and felt that he was sacred and inviolable.If it was Sister Yu, she could just lift her chin slightly, Xiaolian thought.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest Ziyin, for saving his life. I was young at that time, and I will have time to personally thank Taoist Priest for saving my life." Xiao Lian bowed deeply.

"Miss Yu, you don't need to be too polite. Eliminating demons and defending the Tao is the duty of a practitioner. What's more, at that time, the poor have to ask the girl first."

"... What do you think of the ancient sword of the Yu family?"

Ziyin's answer is still the same as before. "The brilliance is beautiful, concealed but not revealed, it is a peerless sword handed down from ancient times."

"..."

Zi Yin could see that he was hesitant to speak.

"The girl traveled far to Tianyong City, I am afraid that she is not just to thank the poor, but also let other disciples carry away the sword box just now... Could it be something else?"

"Daoist Ziyin, to be honest, Xiaolian's trip..."

The night was deep, and the entire Tianyong City seemed to be in a deep sleep. The moon was shining on the empty forest, the stream was gurgling, and Xiaolian had already fallen asleep.

The red figure lightly jumped out of the sword box, looked at the sleeping Xiaolian, smiled softly, and tucked the corner of the quilt for Xiaolian.

"This child will be shy too. I want to thank Sister Yu and send her away, hehe..."

It is rare to come to Kunlun Tianyong City, the air is much fresher than other places, and the spiritual power is abundant in the clean air, and Hongyu, as a sword spirit, feels refreshed and very comfortable.

I'm leaving tomorrow and the next day, so it's inconvenient to show up during the day because there are so many people, so why not go out and relax now.

There is no one around, and it is very empty, the scenery is pleasant, and the holiness carries the fresh and solemn atmosphere of a cultivator.

Hongyu looked around and found a large lotus pond in Zhongxin. There were white lotuses in it, the buds were not fully bloomed, and the lotus leaves were in full bloom, exuding a pleasant fragrance.Several small stones in the pool are washed by the cool lake water so that the moon can be reflected.

Hongyu was in a good mood, and suddenly became playful for no reason, just like the girl's heart that day that day, she was not afraid of the earth and traveled alone all over the clouds and moons.

Jump lightly, step on the small stones, and breathe the intoxicating fragrance.

It has never been so easy for thousands of years, it is time to stretch my heart...

Heart……

Subconsciously explored the chest.

Sure enough, there is no heartbeat there, obviously no heartbeat, but it has ordinary people's perception and emotions...

She jumped out of the lotus pond, stood on a white jade stone bridge, and stared quietly at Tianyong City, her red dress fluttering slowly in the night wind.A few lights, a few scenery.

I thought I would never want to leave Anlu, but I didn't expect to feel so happy after not going out for a long time.

Suddenly remembered, a figure with white hair and blue clothes... I haven't seen him this time.

Close your eyes, breathe in the faint fragrance in the air, and recall An Lu talking under the moon.

He is like her, his appearance has not changed for thousands of years, watching the people around him come and go, he seems to be frozen in time...

The wind suddenly rolled up, blowing her red sleeves, and the petals that came from nowhere fell between the red jade hair.

She plucked off the petals.

"The cold moon is silent... read the red medicine by the bridge, and know who was born every year..."

It seemed that someone was watching her from a distance, Hongyu turned her head to look around, but there was no movement.

Probably overthinking.

Continue to look around with great interest, and walk to a quiet place in the east, a simple and simple pavilion, which is the Sutra Collection Pavilion in Tianyong City.

Hongyu has never been interested in scriptures, she turned her head and saw the opposite house.

For some reason, I faintly felt that there was a familiar aura inside, could it be also a sword spirit?Very similar, very similar to Hongyu's own breath.

Hongyu became curious, and regardless of other things, she came to the window of the house, just when she was about to take a peek, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"If you want to see, why stop at the window?"

How many springs and autumns have we met again, just like dawn and dusk, in that cold voice, there is a familiar thin temperature.

She turned her head, but again, she changed the world.

A hundred years later, Hongyu recalled every time she met with Ziyin. If she savored it carefully, it was the feeling of the ripples and circles of the breeze blowing across the water.

Maybe it's because of his spotless demeanor, maybe it's because of the same kind of sympathy left behind by the same "too long life" unconsciousness, she feels a little special about him.

Back then, he was still straightforward, enthusiastic and hearty. When he saw him, he would not feel respectful and respectful.

"The Taoist priest has such a good mood, come out so late to watch the sky at night?"

"..."

At that time, Zi Yin would not shake her sleeves and say seriously that she was rude.He respected the sword all his life, and naturally he also respected the sword spirit. He was used to the honest and taciturn Gu Jun, and sometimes he really didn't know how to answer this articulate sword spirit.

...the same red color, the same dexterous twin swords, and the same eyes without "nobility".

That person used to bite a little Ziying, with a face of ice cubes, and refused to call him Shishu... There was nothing he could do about it.

The illusion that appeared in a trance caused Ziyin to fall into some kind of memory... although it is still invisible on the surface.

Hongyu half-covered her face with her long sleeves, and apologized with a smile: "When I first came to Tianyong, it was not convenient to show up during the day, so I had to go out at night to travel, and I don't know if I came to a place I shouldn't have come. Don't take the blame."

"...No problem."

"Who lives here? There seems to be a lot of sword energy in it. Could it be the Tianyong City Armory?"

"...This is my residence."

Hongyu was astonished, no wonder he would show up, unknowingly, he had crossed the thunder pond for a few steps without knowing it.

I thought that a character like him... should live in the most dignified place.

Ziyin didn't say much, he pushed open the door, waved his sleeves lightly, and lit two candles.

Hongyu has never seen such a magnificent place to hide swords in her life, with different shapes and uneven lengths. What is even more rare is that most of these swords contain spiritual power. No wonder she thought there were other sword spirits here just now.

This person is really obsessed with swords, and has countless swords in his possession.

"These are all Daoist swords?"

He nodded lightly.

"Did the Taoist go down the mountain to find it, or did he forge it?"

"Some were made by me, and some were given by others."

"Hehe, even if the Taoist priest uses one for a day, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it."

"...I usually only use Gu Jun, and the other one or two, but occasionally I use it by my side."

Hongyu vaguely recalled the sword spirit named "Gu Jun" that appeared that night. It was very burly, and it appeared in a hurry. It didn't have time to take a closer look when it left. It seemed that it still remembered the long green and water-colored sword, which was extremely powerful. , Sword Qi Suppresses the Soul.That is Gu Jun?

Ziyin understood it, and said slowly: "Like you, the famous sword in ancient times, I met by fate. Now he stays with me temporarily."

"..."

Hongyu thought that this person's life is really not easy, how many people can have the blue eyes of the ancient war sword?The higher the spiritual power, the harder it is to control the sword spirit, and the more arrogant the character.

Hongyu looked around. These were all "companions" in a certain sense. When the swordsmith poured his heart and soul into casting swords, the swords had souls, not to mention the immortals who cast them.When you look closely, each sword seems to have a story, maybe it's his mood, maybe it's his experience, maybe it's the memory of an old friend...

On the stand at the back, there is a long and slender feminine sword of blue ice color, and a fierce and fierce sword of smoldering sun color, so beautiful that Hongyu couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

Look at the words below, Xihe...Wangshu...

I wanted to ask what the story was, but suddenly felt a little abrupt, so I held back.

"Daoist, forgive Hongyu for being rude...why do you love swords so much?"

Ziyin said lightly: "The elder who taught me the art of making swords once said that swords are the ancestor of weapons... When you are young, you put it into it, but you have a peaceful mind. Everything you think can be created by your hands. For a hundred years , very good company.”

Hongyu is slightly sad, if she has something to rely on, isn't it possible to have a little more fun in the time that has been passing day and night for a hundred years.It has been too long to guard the Yu family for generations, and I don't know what else I want to do, or I have forgotten what I used to like to do.

Once, I left my hometown alone, but I also wanted to have someone, no matter how long or short it is, to go to see the beautiful mountains and rivers together, but there are countless wins in the world.

He lowered his head and laughed at himself, the sword spirit... how can one find a way to spend a lifetime together... never heard of it.

What is owned and left is nothing but the barrenness of time.

She was thinking about something silently, and he looked at her from the other side of the Jiange with his hands behind his back.

Before I knew it, the sky was faintly faint, and it was time to say goodbye.

Hongyu thanked Ziyin, turned and left.

Zi Yin's throat twitched... Finally, he just nodded, watching the red figure disappear into the gradually clear dawn.

Anyway, she will eventually understand.