Longevity: The Flawless Dream

That night, Lian Wuxia left immediately.She came here to find out the truth about Jian Xueding's name of swallowing Buddha, but now that the truth is not known, it has added a lot of trouble.She could see clearly that Jian Xue was determined to pretend to be Tunfo boy, and she also understood that he was determined to indulge Deng Jiuwu's troubled waters.Jianxue is determined, it is useless for her to persuade her, so she simply refuses to persuade her. Fortunately, Jianxue is highly skilled in martial arts, has the capital to act willfully and recklessly, and has the messenger talisman she gave her earlier, if he is unable to support him alone In such a situation, I will send a letter asking for help, and Qingya's footsteps are fast, so just come to help at that time.

She vigorously brushed away the thin ice on the water surface, and caught a glimpse of the withered yellow lotus not far away from the corner of her eye. When she was slightly distracted, the cold wave of early winter had already climbed up her fingertips.

So soon, it is time for everything to wither.

The ginseng of cultivating Taoism is the creation of heaven and earth, and these year-to-year changes in phenology should be the most hidden from her, but recently, she has a lot of mixed feelings, and it was only this time that she noticed it.She didn't know what she thought of, but she was a little lost in thought, and suddenly her eyes focused and she looked back.

A butterfly spread its wings and landed on a dead branch by the pond. It was as red as a flower. She glanced at it and forgot to close the wings. At first glance, it looked like a red flower had grown on the dead wood.

Lian Wuxia's eyes have produced visions since he practiced the Celestial Eye Curse. With the small success of his cultivation now, not only the image of light in the dark that scared Jin Zhanzhan when he was young has disappeared. The unstoppable light has also been controlled, and now his eyes are as clear as autumn, and only by careful observation can he distinguish a ray of awe-inspiring aura deep in that quiet face.

Although the spiritual perception of animals, fish and insects is often better than that of humans, it is not an ordinary Die'er who can feel the hidden power under her gaze.

Lian Wuxia approached.Another dozen or so butterflies fluttered over, they were swept away by her eyes, and they fluttered down a tree, each of them stretched their wings, pretending that they were lifeless butterfly specimens.Looking from a distance, it looks like half a tree with sparse red buds waiting to bloom, which is quite beautiful.

Such spirituality, one is already rare, but now there are a group of them... It's really hard to think of a legend from the Northern Territory who is as famous as the evil sword and evil.

Seeing that Lian Wuxia did nothing but stare at them, the group of butterflies tentatively flapped their wings, and found that this terrifying human had no intention of harming them, so they jumped up, but Instead of leaving, it flew in the air, forming a weird symbol.

The simple lines and weird movements are just like the graffiti drawn by a two-year-old child with a branch, but somehow it looks like a person leaning on a crooked body and leaning on a sword.What's even more inexplicable is that as soon as Lian Wuxia's eyes fell on the symbol, he couldn't help but tilt his head, and he could see a three-point familiarity from it.

This is……

this is not……

Do you seal Zen with one sword?

Lian Wuxia pointed to the direction of Bingfeng Ridge, and saw a group of butterflies flapping their wings and scattered in a hurry.It is hard for them to fly so swiftly in the cold and windy winter.

Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly and Yijian Fengchan are typical strangers who don't know each other. They have fought several times before, and they were either tied or interrupted by various accidents.She only watched from afar for a while during the first duel between the two, and left after realizing that the two had no intention of killing each other.She knew very well that the two had no friendship before that, but it might not be the case afterwards.

Butterflies are sent out to look for people in the cold winter, and I don't know why?The brushwork of the portrait is so clear and strange, but it is quite similar to Yijian Fengchan's bad calligraphy.

After a while, Lian Wuxia realized that he was laughing just now.

Birds of a feather flock together.she thought to herself.

Don't worry about Jianxue, where should we go next?After thinking about it for half a day, she decided to go to the health care center.On Yue Wubo's side, he always feels uneasy without confirming the current situation with his own eyes.What's more, Zhan Zhan wrote a letter last year, saying that after years of hard work, he and his husband finally had a son, and they were so happy.She has devoted herself to Taoism, but Zhan Zhan has completely integrated into the life of the world, and even has her own blood.Humans and immortals have different paths, and since the former teachers and sisters who walked and lived together have gradually become separated by different paths, she should consciously fade out of each other's life.This was true for Lou Xue and Zixuan in the past, so it should be for her and Zhan Zhan today.

However, it seems a little too much to just give a congratulatory gift and not even visit once.Will Zhan Zhan blame her?This time I have to coax her well.Thinking about the two sword eyebrows of the little junior sister who were about to fly when she got angry, Lian Wuxia couldn't help but smile.

Already, I am a mother.

This day is destined to be eventful, when she made up her mind to summon Qingya to prepare to leave, she only felt the wind in her ears tremble a few times like a living thing.

No, it's not that the wind is trembling, but the sound of the wind is mixed with a very faint and faint flute sound, the strands of which seem to be extremely complicated and complicated by the slender jade fingers. It's even inaudible, but it makes your mind sink unstoppably.

What a miserable flute sound.

Lian Wuxia narrowed his eyes slightly, and where the sleeves of his robe fell in the wind, the Shoujing Qin stood in the air, and his delicate fingertips fell on the strings of the piano, making the first song of Songhe ape.

The woman's sweet laughter floated a little from a distance, and the next moment it fell slowly from above. The red shirt of the bone flute was half faded, and the gold belt was fluttering. "My flute of true love can touch the flawless heart of a Taoist?"

Lian Wuxia ignored her, and only half-closed his eyes and plucked the strings to himself, Kongu Qinglan's wonderful voice smeared everywhere, dispelling the melancholy atmosphere left by the previous flute sound.The bone flute that was ignored raised Kou Dan's gaudy hand to cover his mouth and laughed a few times, holding the flute to his lips, the fluttering sound immediately greeted him not to be outdone.

Just like a woman's tactful and mournful blood and tears, drop by drop splashed on the ground, condensed into the deepest and most insoluble rouge, and was washed and sculpted layer by layer by the most clear ripples, and only then did the most authentic colors emerge.

It wasn't until the last ray of music shattered without a trace in the wind that Lian Wuxia opened his eyes: "Why bother to be persistent?"

Gu Xiao leisurely put one leg on the other, and the bright red skirt naturally slid down along the curve of the body, revealing a section of suet-like thigh.Wen Yan clasped his hands, with a charming smile hanging on his fiery lips: "Just like a person who drinks water knows how warm it is, what does a cultivator who has cut off love know?"

Lian Wuxia's eyes were bright, and a sentence suddenly floated in her heart. Before her reason realized it, the cloud words had already floated out with her consciousness: "Love is like the flower of a poisonous tree, and love is like the fire of the forest." Where did Ji Guang come from, he paused for inspiration, "Drinking poison and throwing yourself into fire, why not enjoy it?"

"Love is like the flower of a poisonous tree, love is like the fire of the forest. Love is like the flower of the poisonous tree, love is like the fire of the forest..." Gu Xiao murmured, and suddenly smiled charmingly, "Drinking poison and throwing fire, life and death Naturally, it sounds extremely stupid. Unfortunately, there are many such idiots in this world!"

The river of love is thousands of feet, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but the world is willing to sink, and she is a person who stands on the shore, no matter what she says, she is just scratching her head.Therefore, for this kind of people, Lian Wuxia has always been able to give advice, and if the other party is obsessed, he will not intervene.Attachment is suffering, but if it only suffers for yourself, such a harmless attachment is the freedom of the other party, and others have no right to interfere.But the bone flute is not the former, she clearly feels that the bone flute is not only not harmless, but also has an extraordinary danger: "You are different."

"Oh?" Gu Xiao became a little more energetic.

Lian Wuxia raised his eyes, his eyes were clear: "Your heart has changed."

"What kind of change?" Gu Xiao asked with interest.

"Sink from the sea of ​​desire, and fall into the endless sea of ​​suffering." Gu Xiao's expression made Lian Wuxia seem to see a group of eager and boundless flames slowly sinking into hell. This ominous omen is unpleasant, and she smiled slightly. After pondering, "If you want, you can enter my gate."

"Pingshan Juqingdao, who is super dusty and uncommon, is also willing to open a door for my notorious sissy?" Gu Xiao was surprised, and immediately realized that she was not joking. "It's a pity, even though there are countless people in the martial arts world who envy Pingshan's unique skills, but as far as I am concerned, if I can't stay with my lover forever, even if I live forever, it will just be a waste of time year after year. What's the point?"

Seeing Lian Wuxia's sympathetic eyes, Gu Xiao sighed with a smile: "The Taoist thinks I'm stupid? I am indeed stupid... For him, I am willing to bear the notoriety of being romantic, and I am willing to fall into the fire of Senluo Hell. He is the world's greatest A fierce, charming and dangerous man, as long as he is willing to look back on me, even if it is just a look of pity in his eyes or a tender word of love, I am willing to never be reborn... But he only cares about my one-night happiness, is it still me? I'll go." As she spoke, she raised her red sleeves to cover her face, and sobbed a few times.

"Feng Chan with one sword, you are so cruel!"

She sang well and cried a few more times, and when she lowered her sleeves again, Lian Wuxia was nowhere to be seen.

Yijian Fengchan was sitting on the Bingfeng Ridge drinking, with a broken stele under his buttocks.I don't know which dynasty the stele belongs to. There is nothing on it except for a few lines of words that are too vague to be read. Pull it out and find a knowledgeable person to appraise it. Maybe you can get a few taels of silver, and it falls into his hands. There is only inter-professional chairs here.

People in the world squander their lives in all kinds of pursuits, but even if they have established achievements that are brilliant enough to be remembered by Le Shi, won't they disappear in this world without a trace after three to five hundred years?Immortality, the origin is a self-defeating joke.If you have the spare time to pursue, why not drink more jars of good wine, challenge more masters, make more confidantes and friends, chatting and chatting in your free time is better than tricks, isn’t it much happier than the former?

It's a pity that fools still make up the majority in this world.

With a sword, Feng Chan sealed the pottery urn with half of the wine left, gently placed it in the corner, and aimed at the Sha Jie standing within reach.Bingfeng Ridge lives up to its name, the wind is always cold and strong, so at this moment it is naturally not too small, but if you listen carefully, you will recognize some teeth-stinging sound, like the cold feet of insects Climbing and passing, rustling, rustling, coming from all directions.

"I heard about a generation of sword madness, and we two are here to meet and learn." The gray-haired man with spider lines on his forehead came out of the shadows, and said gloomyly. Beside him was a man with a fly head, who was defeated. Among the Blood Yixie Clan, the masters Fu Tiantang and Master Gui Zuo are second only to the leader Ye Zhongsheng.

The two ugly faces really make people feel like fighting.Yijian Fengchan casually took the sword in his hand: "Is it just the two of you?"

Fu Tiantang smiled when he heard this.With the secretive and cautious style of septic and evil, if it weren't for the fact that Feng Zen with one sword might threaten Mr. Butterfly who translated "Ning Dark Blood Debate" for them, they would really not want to challenge such a master rashly.However, the task has been accepted, so of course he can't let himself fail - it is impossible for him and Master Gui Zuo to not bring helpers this time.

Hearing that the blood-septic evil from behind had crawled forward, Fu Tiantang was about to speak, when suddenly a sense of crisis exploded in his heart, his intuition preceded his reason, and he quickly withdrew his body to the side, only to feel a snowstorm carrying a blade-like wind Howl passed by, and the strange evil spirits who hadn't had time to dodge screamed one after another. They were smashed into black air by the sharp air flow. Rao is an immortal body, and it couldn't be condensed into shape in half an hour.

Fu Tiantang only felt that this situation and this scene were very familiar. When he saw the figure clearly, a name immediately floated in his throat: Miao Yan Hanging Light Practices Longevity!

However, before he could yell out, Yijian Fengchan on the opposite side spoke first: "Lian Changsheng, what are you doing here!" He angrily killed the past.

Fu Tiantang & Guizuo Master & the septic blood and strange evil onlookers: What's going on!

In the deep green of the distant mountains, a woman with a bright red skirt leaned on the couch, took in the chaos below, smiled softly, and said charmingly: "The weakness of a man is because he cares. Why do you want to deal with a man yourself? A woman , It is also the best collar to restrain a man!" When sorting out the information about Lian Changsheng earlier, she noticed an old news from many years ago.Lian Changsheng once traveled around the northern region with a blue-faced and brown-haired swordsman. With blue-faced, brown-haired... this characteristic, who is it but evil?

"The flower of the poisonous tree, the fire of the forest?" Gu Xiao murmured and nodded, "It makes sense, but unfortunately it's not all right. Let me teach you guys, this love is as easy as that wandering ghost. It's hard to deliver!"

The author has something to say: Back then, Lian Emei said that Wuxia was not suitable to be the suzerain of the Pingshan lineage because of this...Let her be the head, I don't know who to recruit back...

The third generation chief disciple of Pingshan Immortal Sect, Fan Qiliang, is amazing...

And, Wuxia is jealous hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha