Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-2521:55:55字数：3735

Xunrun Pavilion is actually the place Ziyin started to build himself.A hundred years ago, he not only raised the cultivation method of Tianyong City to the state of "integration of human and sword, controlling the sword with Qi", but also passed on the exquisite art of forging and raising swords.

The so-called Xunrun Pavilion, in addition to daily maintenance, according to the type of sword and the casting material, there are two places where yin and yang natural clear qi gather.The red jade of the ancient sword belongs to gold and is yang, but the sword spirit is feminine. It can be seen that the sword maker had a deep mind and knew that the five spirits are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.

At that time, Hongyu had already slept peacefully in the sword. She didn't know what the outside world was like. She only felt the warmth, the long-lost relaxation and comfort.

On the eve of the sword test meeting, Ziyin had already gone to discuss the matter of the second day, Hongyu followed Gu Jun's sword energy to find him, and wanted to talk to him.Gu Jun, an eight-foot man, heard Hongyu asking him out, bowed his head and remained silent for a while, and followed Hongyu out for a while, the two sword spirits were sitting on the roof of the sword pavilion.

"When was Gu Jun here?"

"...About ten years ago."

"You... come to Kunlun by yourself, or he...?"

"...Master is kind to me."

Gu Jun is an ancient war sword, the sword is introverted, but it has the legendary "soul-suppressing spirit" that can make ghosts hold their breath and restrain their fear. According to legend, it is a sword that can only be controlled by those with high morals and extremely strong minds... But she turned her head to look With the honest and dull gourd beside him, it is really impossible to connect with the ancient soldiers who ride the wind and waves, but Zi Yin is quite righteous, and it is not surprising that Gu Jun is grateful for his kindness.

Last time, I only saw Gu Junjian's magic-breaking formation. In fact, Gu Jun and Zi Yin's strength should be more than that...

"Gu Jun...does he want to go tomorrow?"

"Nature follows the master."

On the second day, Hongyu stood on the high point of the sword tower early, looked down, and happened to be the Chengtian sword platform where Tianyong's disciples gathered, with slightly empty eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ziyin who was very eye-catching among a group of white beards.Tianyong City regards purple and white as noble and solemn, but since Hongyu saw Ziyin, he has always been dressed in blue and white.At that time, although Hongyu had passed a thousand years, her heart was still straightforward, and she still wanted to get to the bottom of her curiosity. She thought she must write down this question, and pester Gu Jun to ask him next time, or she could also ask Zi Yin. myself.

The sword trial meeting was finally held between the disciple in charge and the disciple of the mighty elder, both of them were not easy.Hongyu felt sleepy for a while, so she couldn't help but start watching carefully.The disciple of Shenzhi Zhenren is good at defending impeccably, while the disciple of the mighty elder is invincible in attack... Both of them have used their master's unique skills, such as condensing the body to protect the body, or fighting with swords and shadows...

Hongyu was suddenly surprised, why didn't Ziyin have an apprentice...

She may not have realized in her heart that she has already begun to want to understand and get closer.

Ordinary men can see through it with just a few glances, and gradually they don't bother to ask or think about it.

But he has too many mysteries, which makes her puzzled.

At that time, this subtle yearning and concern quietly grew.

In the end, the more prudent master disciple narrowly won. Zhenren Shenzhi was very happy, and said to his disciple: "According to the ancestor's instruction, you will have a sword forged by the elder holding the sword himself! This is rare in the world, thank you very much!" Elder?"

The child was also obedient, and immediately knelt down to thank Elder Zhijian, Zi Yin smiled faintly.

The brothers and sisters looked at the dark green sword case that Ziyin held out with envy, jealousy and curiosity.The boy pulled it out and looked at the jasper Lingbo, it was as cold and bright as autumn water.Everyone was amazed.

"Unpredictable like a shadow, dancing like a cloud! Zhong Ling, this is the Shadow Cloud Sword." Master Shenzhi looked carefully and saw these small characters engraved on the end of the sword.

Hongyu thought it was over, and was thinking about going back, when she suddenly saw Ziyin and the mighty elders of the sect had already stood at the two ends of the Chengtian sword platform, many disciples rushed forward, wanting to get closer.

Shenzhi Zhenren said loudly: "The blessings of the sky are the bell of the clear air. Today is another hundred years since Tianyong City has been full. According to the ancestor's precepts, a swordsmanship duel will be held between the sword-wielding elders and the mighty elders of our school to inform all disciples of the swordsmanship. It is broad and profound, and it will be tempered hard in the future, to protect the world, and to glorify my sect!"

All the disciples said loudly: "Follow the instruction of the sect master!"

Although she had fought against Ziyin twice, Hongyu knew that it was different then, she hadn't actually seen two-tenths of Ziyin's swordsmanship, and at the same time couldn't help but get nervous.

The mighty elder held a broad and magnificent giant sword, cupped his hands and said: "I know that I am definitely no match for the elder holding the sword, I just want to have a good fight!"

Ziyin cupped his hands and said: "Don't dare, the mighty elder invites you." With a turquoise fairy light in his left hand, Gu Jun walked forward, kneeling on one side, holding the long and heavy Gu Jun sword.

The older disciples all know that the sword-wielding elder is an immortal who possesses the ancient sword spirit Gu Jun and is famous far and wide.He seldom takes the initiative to use his sword on weekdays, and has almost never seen his sword skills.And the young disciples were all amazed.

The mighty elder was also polite, the huge sword split the air immediately, and the sword air whirlwind struck in diameter.Ziyin concentrated, Gu Junjian caught the sharp sword wind, waved his right hand, and sent the sword wind back with double strength.

"Conquer strength with softness, use the enemy for your own use..." Hongyu murmured.

I saw the swords fighting with each other, the shadow of the sword was blurred, only the sound of the sword was heard, but no sword was swung.They all stood still at the starting point, and they all exchanged sword qi first.

Condensing true energy and transforming sword energy for his own use, there seemed to be several ancient Jun sword shadows erected around Ziyin.Zhenzhi Zhenren said: "Everyone is optimistic, this is the return of the five spirits to the clan, and the protection of the body with swords, and you can retreat from the enemy quietly."

Before he could finish speaking, the Gu Jun sword was swung, and an enchantment-like magic circle appeared around it, as if there were dragons singing in the sea and galloping thousands of horses.The shadow of Gu Jun's sword around him went straight up to the sky, and the dispersed energy reunited to form a big sword.The mighty elder frowned, the giant sword immediately emitted white aura, and the white magic circle under his feet rotated, and when he danced vigorously, the aura formed a solid barrier...

Both of them cast spells and jumped into the sky, and the two colors of sword energy collided in the air...

"Transformation is as true as a sword... In the past, Qionghua's unique knowledge, Juque Mintian array... The legendary invulnerable protection..." Elder Miaofa sighed, "It's really a feast for the eyes."

Hongyu watched the big scene intently.

She thought of Mrs. Yan, even her peerless and beautiful swordsmanship would not be so majestic.As towering as a mountain, as tough as flowing water.Among the mountains and rivers, the sleeves shake the clouds, and the snow comes out with the sword.

Even if he has lived for a thousand years, he has never seen such a graceful demeanor of Yujian.

Looking at each other from afar, in awe, I don't know whether it is sincere admiration, or...

The smoke dissipated.Both of them returned to the starting point at the beginning, the mighty elder suddenly sighed: "Poverty loses."

There was a tear in the purple Taoist robe.Ziyin put away his sword, cupped his hands and said: "Mighty Elder...Accept."

The mighty Daoist sighed: "I am convinced, I have tried my best, but looking at the expression of the elder holding the sword, there is only [-] to [-]% sword energy... It is really a blessing to see the divine power of Gu Jun and Ziyin in this battle!"

Ziyin was still calm and calm, and walked slowly towards the mighty elder, what were the two talking about.

……

Hongyu also felt that it was a blessing to be able to watch this battle.She failed to learn the peerless swordsmanship of Yan, if she could fight in person and experience such awe-inspiring sword energy, it would be worthwhile to learn swords for a lifetime.

This kind of imperial sword rides the wind and is unrestrained...the gestures are majestic and majestic...

There is a layer of quietly growing affection in my heart, and I can no longer let it go.

I want to stay here... I want to see more of his sword skills... I want to hear more about him.

Gradually, I got used to the life in Tianyong City.Hongyu still likes to go out and travel at night, or stay quietly in Jiange, or talk to Gu Jun.

When Ziyin was there, he read the sword manual, sat quietly and meditated, Hongyu watched quietly at the side, and if the red candle was about to run out, he would replace it with another.Sometimes, she also helped to clean the blade... The time passed like this, and it was more than three months in a blink of an eye.

Ziyin didn't mention "future things" again.

This day coincided with the fifteenth day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the lights at the foot of the mountain were dimly seen.Only on this day and New Year's Eve every year, some disciples with elderly parents are allowed to go down the mountain to visit their parents.The mountain was suddenly empty.Three days ago, Zi Yin was invited by an old friend in the south, and left with the sword, and has not returned yet.

Gu Jun was not there, Hongyu was the only one in the Jiange.A person looks at the moon by the window, and for some reason, he suddenly thinks of his family.

I don't know if they are doing well or not...

Father... The last words her father said to her was to ask her to take a favorite person home.

Close your eyes, gently adjusting the sudden pain.

I have guarded my family for many years, so I don't have to change hands like other sword spirits, repeatedly losing memory and waking up again.The advantage of leaving memories is that there are many beautiful and warm things to cherish, but it also leaves too much loneliness and sadness... Father Si once said that only when the sword spirit puts down the seven emotions and six desires, can it be "truly" a sword, whether it is Whether it is used by people or in deep sleep, it can last for a long time and relieve the pain of falling into the wrong way.

In the end, Hongyu was unwilling, unwilling to forget Sifu, Yan, Qiuhai, Xiaolian... and her family and the past.

There is also a long sword made of toilet paper in front of him, and a clear back with plain sleeves.

Hongyu sighed softly... Now, there is still one person, I am afraid I will never forget it...

That night Si's father said: "Girl, if you get your revenge, let's start again... There are still things worth pursuing in this world. Next time, don't suffer yourself like this."

The first time I started again, it was the family who guarded Yan. Looking back, it has been a thousand years, and there are joys and sorrows...

Now, start over again... how to...

Anlu's maple leaves are as warm as a full moon, but at this moment the moon in Tianyong City is a little cold.

Unknowingly, it was late at night, and the melodious sound of Guqin came from near Jingge.

The mountains are long and the water is wide, and the affection is melodious. Although Hongyu doesn't fully understand the rhythm, she can still hear some faint sadness and some faint longing.

Could it be a disciple who can't go home?

Hongyu appeared to look for it, and in the distance, she saw a figure under a tall pine tree near the Jing Pavilion, playing the piano to the moon.

Standing behind the stone pillar of Jingge, looking at the back of that person.

It's a pity that he is not a disciple.There is no hair...it hangs all the way to the bluestone, like a galaxy in the sky, and the elegant and elegant white robe...like the incarnation of moonlight.

It feels like him, but not quite like him.

Just trying to move forward.

A clear voice floated from the sky.

"Since ancient times, only listening to the qin, why watch the qin?"

It's him……

She asked: "When did Taoist Ziyin come back?"

"It's just arrived not long ago."

"...I really can't tell, the Taoist priest can also play the piano and knows the rhythm."

"Proficiency is not enough... However, swordsmanship, calligraphy, and qin art are all interlinked. They all come from the breath in the chest and the strength in the hands... Besides, among the old friends, there is a real master of the qin, who can understand all music and truly understand the heart sounds of all things. "

Hongyu walked over slowly and sat beside him.

"What song did Taoist Ziyin play just now?"

"Seven Strings "The Return of the Swallows"."

Reluctantly, the flowers fall, and the familiar Yan returns...

"Hongyu... I don't understand the rhythm, but I can feel it when I hear this song tonight."

He didn't speak, just listened to her quietly.

"Forgive Hongyu's arrogance, is the Taoist priest missing an old friend..."

"..."

A chord seemed to tremble slightly, and the hair just blocked his eyes, so Hongyu couldn't see it.

"...Hong Yu talked too much."

Above the strings, his fingers were slender, with well-proportioned joints, and under the gauntlet, there seemed to be sword marks.

……

"..." Hongyu was a little sad. How could she not understand these things... The old people gradually left, and she was left alone, holding on to those sporadic fragments of the past.

He said softly: "...Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. The only way back for all things in the world is death. Life is long in this life, but life may be short in the next life; life is short in this life, and life may be long in the next life ...Why obsess over this? I just want one side to feel at ease..."

Forget it, the most rare thing between people is to understand each other. If there are still people who can remember themselves, they won’t be considered as truly gone... Perhaps what is more terrible than death is not knowing why they are alive...

Those who are "left behind"... can only remind themselves of the reason for living in their memories.

Why do you drift away, why do you have a small group?Why are we separated for so long, why are we restless...

These words lingered in her heart...

Under the moon on the cliff, listening to Jun's song... I want to tell Yaoqin what's on my mind, but it's hard to say.