Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-271:25:40字数：3902

Hongyu woke up again, three days later.

His muscles and bones were sore and limp, and he had no strength at all.The first time she woke up, she saw the familiar sword box, and she jumped out of the box in a human form, looking around, there was no one there.The familiar fresh smell of Tianyong City, the warm and nourishing aura of Xunrun Pavilion, and the faint breath of autumn water left behind—a cold but calming and infatuating breath for her.

There were some vague fragments in her mind, and she tried to put them together bit by bit... It should be the work of the demon brought by the mirror... Father Si once said that if a person with a strong heart voluntarily dies for the sword, if the swordsmith does not Forcibly mixed with other souls, there is a high possibility of becoming a "clean spirit".That is, when the body and soul are separated, it will not cause memory loss and mental confusion.

She only remembered these things, she didn't remember that Zi Yin had entered her spiritual consciousness, and Zi Yin had seen those things, and she had never seen Ba Ling.

It seems that there is still deep water...on the surface of the water, the warm soft light is exactly the same as what I saw when I came back from Penglai in the past...it made her feel at ease...brought her warmth...she just thought it was an illusion, maybe people The last thing I saw before "death" was that kind of scene.

He couldn't move his feet, and walked to the door hesitantly.I don't know where Ziyin is. In such a situation, he should have saved her, because others...it's unlikely.

Quietly walked out of Xunrun Pavilion, wanting to return to Jiange.Suddenly saw Zhenzhi Zhenren's eldest disciple come back, just in time to say something to the master.As soon as she heard the words "elder holding the sword", Hongyu immediately stopped, hid her whereabouts, and hid aside to listen.

"Zhong Ling, is the sword-wielding elder any better?"

"Back to Master, it's much better."

"That's good, if it's someone else, they won't recover so quickly."

"Master, what is the big deal that can make the elder holding the sword retreat behind closed doors for three days? The disciples are all guessing."

"...Naturally, it is the matter of locking the demon tower in Shushan. The elder holding the sword has not rested for three consecutive months, so he is a little tired."

"... Immortal... still tired?"

"Naturally, it is different from ordinary people, but if you consume too much, you will still have insufficient spiritual power and lose your true energy."

... Hongyu felt uncomfortable for a while, if he was really busy with suppressing monsters in Shushan in March... that night he must have been moved too much by her affairs... Maybe she brought Gu Jianhong with her Yu, wouldn't be so weak that he would let Jing Wang succeed without any defense.

Thinking back and forth, my pace slowed down.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and once he came back, he let him close the door for three days... I don't know what he will say... While blaming myself, there is still uncontrollable joy gushing out of the gap in my heart-after all, I still care about her, otherwise I won't save her either...

When his mood was fluctuating, he had already stopped outside the gate of Jiange.

I just raised my hand and put it down again...

The door opened with a creak, and he stood in front of her like that.

She was taken aback.Seeing that there was no expression of joy or anger on his face as usual, he held the door with one hand and put the other behind his back, looking at her indifferently.

After a while, he asked her: "Is it better?"

"It's better... Hongyu thank you for saving my life!" She bowed deeply.

At that time, he hadn't called him master yet, and Ziyin had never been a person who cared much about his status, nor had he ever cared about it.

He remained unmoved. "Why aren't you armed?"

"...Hongyu...went to Anlu, thinking about going back quickly, but never...Moreover, Hongyu was terrified, and didn't want to be mistaken for leaving Tianyong..."

As expected...Ziyin thought in her heart, but said nothing.

He turned around and walked into the Jiange, walked into the inner room with his back to Hongyu, and said softly, "Come in."

Hongyu breathed a sigh of relief and followed her in.Zi Yin stood in front of the window, beams of sunlight poured down from the window, and the floating dust on the green table slowly flew away.Hongyu saw two old scrolls on the case, this is...?

"This is the ancient double-sword cultivation method that I found from the Sutra Pavilion today. If you master both swords, this scroll will be beneficial to you."

Hongyu was a little taken aback, not knowing why the person in front of her suddenly said this.

His voice was constant in pitch and without any emotion.

"In the future, you should calm down and study this method, comprehend sword skills, and try to figure it out. Although this scroll was created by humans, you, as a sword spirit, can still learn it."

After a long time, he paused, and he seemed to be speaking earnestly: "If you encounter monsters again in the future, you can protect yourself."

While waving his sleeves, the two scrolls neatly fell into Hongyu's arms.

What does this mean, why does it seem like a farewell party to her?

"You... want me to go?"

"...Purity and asceticism should be free from dusty thoughts. Although it takes a long time, your mood is very ups and downs. If you go on like this, if you are forced to let go of your obsessions, you will only join the demon... how about ..."

Hongyu only felt that the two scrolls in her hands were as heavy as a thousand catties, and she was a little unstable in standing.

He didn't look back, his voice was firm.

"You, leave Kunlun Mountain."

…Holding the two scrolls tightly, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and controlled her voice so that it would not tremble anymore.

The person in front of me is really getting farther and farther away. I once wanted to get closer, cross mountains and mountains... I finally found out that they are still thousands of miles away.

She understood in her heart that it might not be him that she saw in the illusion, but what he just said... still made her heart shudder.

She raised her head, her eyes were a little sad, and she also became determined.

Everything is to blame.What he said was not bad, but with distracting thoughts and ups and downs, he finally fell into a magic barrier. How could he be so lucky to be rescued every time in the future?Kuang Hongyu is not someone who likes to rely on others.

The so-called self-esteem once became so humble and soft... At this moment, Hongyu suddenly felt that she raised her proud head again.

She said word by word: "Hongyu knows her mistakes. From now on, she will practice quietly and cleanly. Whatever she can do, she will not bother [Master] to do it by herself. Whether it's distracting thoughts or emotions, the master doesn't have to worry about it. If one day If Hongyu is disturbed by the demon again, she will definitely leave Kunlun Mountain by herself!"

With a slight shock in his heart, he turned his head sideways.

Owner? ...

She never called him that.

Hongyu's tone was more decisive than Cai Ziyin's.

"At this moment, Hongyu will never leave, Kunlun Mountain."

After she finished speaking, she bowed lightly and turned her head away.

Unexpectedly, the ending would be like this, Ziyin could only shake his head slightly while sighing.

I thought that with her character, the words just now were enough to make her want to leave.

Hongyu has never been sad, she used to firmly believe that there is no "ruthlessness" in the world, but now she finally understands that there is indeed no "ruthlessness" in the world, and it is all because of sentient beings who have been heartbroken.

Even so, he still couldn't let go, still...he didn't want to leave.

She has since called him Master.

What a helpless and stubborn nature.

Distinguish between high and low.

Always tell yourself that there is always a difference between immortals and spirits, which is no different from people, demons, demons, ghosts, and gods.

Frustrated, this sentiment finally faded away.

Born in the heart, die in the heart...

Those two scrolls finally gave her something to do, and she no longer had to worry about it all day long.He is right, whether it is self-protection or the duty of the sword spirit, she must become strong.Until one day, it is only natural to protect him...

Since then, on the high sword tower of Tianyong City, there are often red clothes flying, honing the ancient and gorgeous spirit.

One is called sparse shadows, sparse shadows are horizontal and slanting, the water is clear and shallow, and the sword flies fast;

The second is the dark fragrance, the dark fragrance floats in the moon and dusk, and the sword follows the fragrance to disperse and confuse the mind;

The third is to stop the agarwood in the heart, condense the breath and gather the divine sword to be born from the heart, and the thunder and spirit will appear;

The four days are chaotic and red, and the sword of thunder is like flying flowers splashing down, fine and sharp, trying to seize the soul...

Ziyin saw it from a distance from the Jiange window.

Since then, Hongyu disappeared without a trace at night, and spent most of her days sleeping in the sword to practice her mind, as if she had let go of her previous thoughts.

The time they met was even less, and he still only came back to Tianyong for many days. When he saw her occasionally, she would definitely salute respectfully, bowing her head and calling softly, "Master." Zi Yin could only nod.

More often, the two places live in peace without speaking to each other.

It won't be like a long time ago, she will come to listen to him play the piano, or have a long talk under the moon.

Ziyin didn't really care about this matter, but felt that Hongyu had changed.

If he can stop the demons in his heart, it can be considered that his painstaking efforts have not been put to waste...

When Hongyu faced the moon on the fifteenth day of the Mid-Autumn Festival alone again, she changed her mood.

I once heard the poem "When spring arrives, spring will fade away, and when love goes deep, love will turn thin."

Thinking that an infatuated person in the world would be annoyed by ruthlessness, it's nothing more than that, she smiled secretly.

One day, I talked with Gu Jun again, and I stopped talking about Zi Yin, but felt relaxed and interesting.

Gu Jun felt a little embarrassed when he heard Hongyu praised his sword spirit, and scratched his hair.

Hongyu also smiled slowly, feeling that Gu Jun seemed to get along better than before.

Gu Jun said that he was mistaken by many people for a murderous sword due to his inability to control his soul-suppressing energy. Jun was grateful to him for not abandoning his kindness and guarding his tomb alone for more than 500 years.

Suddenly Gu Jun patted his head and said: "When the master rescued me, he mentioned inadvertently that the soul-suppressing sword energy is well-deserved."

So that's the case, Hongyu thought, Gu Jun is not only grateful for him saving him, but also because he understands each other...Ziyin understands swords and his sword spirit.

The kindness of knowing you is not surprising at all, but for myself, it is because of...

Cutting constantly, the reasoning is still chaotic...

Hongyu was speechless for a while, and lowered her head.

Gu Jun didn't know what to say, so he fell silent.

"Master, he loves swords so much... naturally he cherishes Gu Jun very much..." Hongyu's voice was clear and soft, "I, I want to ask you..."

"What's the matter?"

I want to ask him about that night, and many other things...

"I...during the few days in Xunrun Pavilion...Master, I heard that the door has been closed all the time. Has he ever been injured?"

Just as Gu Jun wanted to speak, he remembered Zi Yin's words...

"It's nothing serious... I don't know anything else."

"yes……"

Hongyu lightly jumped down from the roof, and said with a smile to Gu Jun who was in a daze on the roof: "I... envy Gu Jun. Hongyu, if she hadn't practiced diligently recently, she would have been... kicked out of Tianyong City .”

Gently nodding to say goodbye, the shadow in red fled away.

Gu Jun was a little taken aback, he also saw Hongyu's memory, no matter how unreasonable he was, he also understood that Hongyu's feelings for his master were not exactly the same as his.

Looking at her sad expression, it is completely different from Anlu's unrestrained atmosphere at that time...

But the owner has explained that he cannot tell.

"In those few days, you didn't stay in Xunrun Pavilion all the time, but Jiang Pavilion. The master has been guarding you."

These words sank in Gu Jun's heart, and he could no longer tell her.

Time has passed, it seems that they are in one place, but they are far away from each other.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the scenery of Tianyong City remains the same.After several changes in head, Ziyin is still the elder holding the sword, and Hongyu is still quiet.

At that time, Hansu Zhenren was the head of the sect, Hongyu just knew about it, but didn't care.It makes no difference who is in charge.The days go on like this day by day, sleeping, practicing, enriching and unchanged.

Sometimes I can see his back, or teach disciples, or stand on the top of the mountain, or talk to several elders, Hongyu no longer wants anything...

A peaceful life, interrupted forever by two children.

The first is Lingyue who went up the mountain to find Ziyin, the orphan who was rescued by Ziyin back then.Facing the handsome, stubborn and determined child in front of him, Ziyin declined several times, but he still persevered.

He hadn't accepted an apprentice for many years, and if he wasn't someone with extremely high talent and clean roots, he definitely wouldn't be able to learn his swordsmanship. Since he couldn't learn it, Ziyin didn't want to force it.Besides... After many years, his apprentice will grow up, get old, and die, but he will remain the same... At that time, it is difficult to let go, so it is better to let go of this idea early.

"Why do you want to learn sword?" He asked the child in front of him.

"In order to be like you in the future...to be able to save people and protect those important to me."

Ling Yue was young at the time, but his words were loud and clear, and he naturally had a boldness.

Ziyin, who has practiced for a hundred years, was speechless.

So the elder holding the sword finally had his first personal disciple, and Ling Yue had a very high status since the day he entered the sect.But he seems to be sensible and sensible at a young age, never proud or showing off his master's identity.The talent is also very high, at the beginning he was regarded as a mid-to-late entry among the disciples of the same generation, and after half a year, he has surpassed all the disciples of the same generation.

Ziyin's requirements are very high and very strict. Sometimes Hongyu saw the child find a place to practice sword alone, and she was quite annoyed at what she didn't know. She secretly hid a few tears and continued to practice after drying off. ...

I think it is because I have been with Ziyin for a long time, and I have become more and more like Ziyin. I have a rigid look at a young age. Sometimes when I see him talking to other disciples, other children are always in awe for some reason.Hongyu felt that she couldn't help laughing when she saw Zi Yin in a smaller version.

The arrival of Baili Tusu is the beginning of even bigger waves.