Longevity: The Flawless Dream

That year, the alien world invaded the Dao Realm.At first, the people in Xuanzong didn't take it seriously, but since ancient times when the alien demon world joined the Dao realm, the two groups of people fought one to three five and two to four to six truces, and it has almost become a regular program.They would feel strange if the Alien Demon Realm didn't come to play two games in that year.Similarly, in any war, if there are not a few new faces in the camps of both sides, they will feel that it is abnormal.He is the four young generals of the devil world who will make troubles in the future and change the color of the world. At this time, he is just a second-line intern who is making soy sauce in the corner.

900 years later, when Mrs. Changsheng, who boarded the ultimate altar, looked back on the past, she realized that the tragic war that lasted for hundreds of years, which was called the Dao Demon War by later generations, actually ignited the first ominous fire since then. wolf smoke.

Of course, Lian Wuxia didn't care about these things at this time, she only managed her own life in the world of Pingshan.

After realizing that Lin Wushuang was added to my sister's friend list, Kuanglong's explosive barrel finally exploded after many years of delay.Compared with Jin Bazhen, who is also a woman, Kunlun, who has a big beard, and Ling Cangshui, who is a hot worker at best, Lin Wushuang's pretty face obviously put a lot of pressure on Kuanglong.

Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid to drive people away?After enlightenment, Lin Wushuang's xinxing state has risen by more than one level compared to before. I let him speak foul words, and I heard the breeze, and I read that Kuanglong is Lian Emei's younger brother. Not only was he not angry, but he became a little bit more The meaning of tolerance.Kuanglong's enthusiasm, not only did not usher in the expected big fight, but also received the "loving and tolerant" eyes of the imaginary enemy, which forced the nerves that had been wandering all the way back to normal state alive.

Seeing that his friend and younger brother get along so well, and under the influence of his friend, his younger brother gradually has a serious appearance, Lian Emei is actually very pleased.

Kuanglong failed to make a plan and made another plan, so he changed to violent expulsion.Who would have thought that the current Lin Wushuang is no longer Wuxia Ameng, the two of them could draw evenly in the first meeting, but now they are competing with each other, and the most tragic thing is that he is still the one who is "under" at the back.Kuanglong is naturally unwilling, but he also knows that he can't drive this little white-faced monster out of his territory by head-to-head alone, so he has to turn from the light to the dark, and instead spare no effort to slander in various ways, in order to destroy Lin Wushuang's beloved. The image in my sister's mind.In addition to the daily task of whispering small stories in Lian Emei's ear, he also worked hard to win the support of Lian Wuxia Gong Zixuan, intending to achieve the ultimate goal of encircling the city from the countryside.The most amazing thing is that after hearing the news that Lian Wuxia had learned a few tricks from Lin Wushuang, Kuanglong forced her to teach her how to learn swords.Lin Wushuang is a long sword, he is a soft sword, Lin Wushuang is majestic, but he is sinister and soft, and he has to force Lian Wuxia to tell the difference between the two.

Naturally, Lian Wuxia couldn't tell the difference, not to mention that she was still inexperienced at the time, so she couldn't tell who was strong and who was weak, but she could tell, one was mother's good friend, and the other was mother's younger brother, each with their own strengths. Everyone is good, why do we have to distinguish between winners and losers?So when faced with the mad dragon's questioning, she only thought for a moment, and then wrote: "Uncle's swordsmanship is even better."

Lin Wushuang doesn't know how to use soft swords, and the moves passed to her by Kuanglong are of course better.

Kuanglong was overjoyed, and bravely went up to Baiyun Mountain to kill Lin Wushuang that day...and failed miserably.Seeing that Kuanglong's face was so blue that it was almost impossible to tell which was the normal skin color and which was the tattoo, Lin Wushuang kindly advised: "Your talent is extremely high, but it is only because of your madness and eccentricity that it is difficult to make further progress. Same as you, if you don't really sink your heart to understand the way of heaven and earth later, you can't make progress. If you can get rid of distracting thoughts and settle your mind, why don't you worry about going to a higher level?"

A few words can be regarded as heart-pounding, but Kuanglong has heard how much sincerity he probably knows only himself, but he has his own ideas-the demon way is still on par with him at the beginning, but he has cultivated to a high level after meditating for a few days Jin, if he devotes himself to retreating for hundreds of years, he will definitely beat this damn little boy so that he will never be reborn after he comes out of the mountain.Although I will not see my beloved sister in the next few hundred years, and I will have to endure my pure and clean sister living in the eyes of the demon, but it is not pleasant to dawdle with the demon with my sister's force value He can rest assured that the two of them will not make any progress in another 1000 years.So Baba ran back to Pingshan, and after reporting to Lian Emei his major decision to retreat and understand martial arts, Kuanglong went to retreat vigorously.

In Lian Emei's view, with the words and deeds of his friends and the sharing of pressure from his daughter, not only did his younger brother's madness subside for the most part, but he also gradually realized the value of family affection, and then consciously began to cultivate the affection between nephew and uncle with Wuxia. It is really fortunate that I have established a high self-motivation.If parents and parents know about it, they will be moved to tears.

It must be admitted that Kuanglong chose the most naive and smartest method.He is like a dog protecting food, baring his bright teeth at the outsiders who invaded the territory. Although he is a bit fierce, but considering the relationship between him and Lian Emei's siblings, it is only natural that he is so fierce. Cute, as for the unreasonable madness that should have been a sign, it was logically ignored instead.At least Lin Wushuang/Lian Emei/Lian Wuxia/Gong Zixuan at that time was very helpless and moved by Kuanglong's affection for Lian Emei/himself/mother/master.

After all, family love, blood is thicker than water, is an eternal virtue in the world.

Blood is thicker than water, and they depend on each other for life.When Gong Louxue, who was seriously ill, was struggling to get up and put on a haggard face, such a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind.Suffering from illness and thinking has worn away all her beauty, and no amount of rouge and rouge can bring it back. With such a consumptive ghost-like face, any man would want to shy away from it, right?

But the eldest sister will not despise her.

The reunion dinner that night swayed in front of my eyes, and it was so clear that it seemed to happen yesterday, even my sister's well-hidden disgusted expression towards Bian Ren Bian Cheng was very vivid in her eyes.Gong Louxue knows that Gong Zixuan looks down on Bianren Biancheng very much. In her sister's heart, her sister has always been the best, and she deserves the best man, or even the best man will feel wronged I lost my younger sister—even if she became ugly like this, she was still the most precious treasure in my elder sister's heart.

"Since the end of last autumn, my sister has gradually felt that her energy has faded. She often stays up all night and is not tired during the day..." She rolled out the paper, raised her trembling wrist, and wrote.

"It's been more than half a year since the agreed day, and Bingren Biancheng has not returned for a long time. My sister is worried about your husband's safety, and suspects that this body has been abandoned by him. Looking in the mirror, my face fades away, and I feel very disgusting. I have little hope of survival. Meaning. Nearly every day I dream of wandering in the wilderness with my eldest sister when I was young, or seeing Pingshan Qingyun Yuanxia, ​​or hearing that Furenbian City has accepted a beautiful newcomer, or seeing him die unexpectedly, all kinds of worries are unspeakable. Day and night dreams are indistinguishable, fearful It's a sign of the future. I don't know how far away the day is, elder sister hurry up..."

Gong Zixuan's voice was trembling, he recited the belief stained with mottled blood several times, but he still didn't understand what it meant.It wasn't until Lian Wuxia pressed the back of her hand that she realized that her face, body, and hands were covered with cold sweat at some point.

"Let's go to Qingmo quickly. If there is something to do, send me a letter." Lian Wuxia's eyes, which were showing Ping Shui's gauze, had begun to show the graceful charm of a beauty, and his eyes were calm and steady, "Seeing is believing, before you see it with your own eyes, don't judge lightly. You need to calm down."

She has practiced the Celestial Eye Mantra for many years, and her eyes are full of meaning and have extraordinary appeal.The calmness in her eyes was transmitted to Gong Zixuan, and the other party finally regained his reason from the fear, with a grateful smile on his sweaty face.Before confirming it with her own eyes, she never believed that her only relative was about to enter the end of her life, there must be something wrong!If nothing goes wrong... then Bound Edge City should pray that nothing goes wrong.

Watching Gong Zixuan leaving in a hurry, Lian Wuxia finally had a gleam of worry in his eyes.She was supposed to accompany Gong Zixuan on this trip, but Lin Wushuang had no choice but to participate in the sword competition at the Langjixuan Meeting. The sword is bound to be won, and Lian Emei is also very concerned about the results of the comparison test. He calculates that his return date is approaching, and he rushes to Haoranju in Baiyun Mountain ahead of time to wait for the results.As Pingshan is the Taoist place of their lineage, naturally there is nothing to lose, now that Lian Emei is not there, and Gong Zixuan is going to travel far away, no matter how worried he is, Lian Wuxia must stay and guard this place.

It's just a pity that she couldn't send Lou Xue off for the last time, she lost her own sister, and she didn't know how sad the second junior sister would be - I hope she remembers her own words, stay calm, and don't do stupid things.

Lian Emei likes to ride the clouds and travel around the eight poles, visit Kunlun and go to Cangwu at dusk, while the world is full of mortals, what kind of carefree state is this?However, when she drove the colorful clouds back to Pingshan from Haoranju, the eyes of Lin Wushuang looking at her before parting kept rippling in her mind along the way. Such pure joy and daze made her heart flustered. The flying catkins in the wind are empty and melancholy.

It wasn't until Lian Wuxia jumped up to him when he saw him abnormally that Lian Emei came to him, and was immediately taken aback by the uncommon anxiety in the righteous girl's eyes: "Wuxia?"

Lian Wuxia shook his head, took two steps back, and made up the salute: "Mother, what's the result of Master Lin Grand Competition?"

Lin Wushuang's performance at the Langji Xuanhui was extremely outstanding. He surprised four people with the "cloud flow and footprints" technique, and fought Cang to a draw.Lian Emei admitted that when she heard the name "Yunliu Footprint", she seemed to overthink, so after expressing the joy of achieving new achievements for her friend, she added: "I am here, one is to wait The result of my friend, the second is to tell you something - I have made a breakthrough recently, and I want to return to Pingshan, and concentrate on cultivating the way of becoming an immortal."

Lin Wushuang's expression changed, but he didn't seem to change. The moment of gloom was just her illusion. He smiled faintly: "It just so happens that I also intend to retire to Baiyun Mountain." He didn't look at Lian Emei, but looked at the mountains outside the mountain. , "My friend intends to retire and practice in the realm of immortality, so does my heart..."

"I will go to Haoran Residence to visit my friends." Lian Emei promised, relieved.

No longer allowing himself to pursue the uneasy feelings in his subconscious, Lian Emei turned back to the doubts before: "Wuxia, where is Zixuan?" Lian Wuxia lowered his eyes sadly, took out Gong Louxue's letter and presented it.Lian Emei looked at it, pinched his fingers to calculate, and came to the conclusion in the blink of an eye: "Yangshou is exhausted, and there is no way to return to heaven." For ordinary people who can live no more than a hundred years, I don't know how much luckier they are.Although her death is sad, there is no need to worry too much about this fact - I just hope Zixuan can see it better.

"This child is also predestined and flawless with us. Let me copy a few volumes of "The Book of the Dead" and save her a little bit." While Lian Emei was speaking, he suddenly stopped and turned around: "The wind is blowing."

Lian Wuxia followed her gaze, and saw the sky was red and the sun was sinking, the clouds were dim, and the wind was like a knife. When she exhaled and inhaled, she saw boundless flowers and trees swaying rustlingly, and countless red and residual leaves fell.

Even though Lian Emei didn't say a word, looking at the gloomy appearance of the world, Lian Wuxia vaguely felt that some kind of unknown but ominous atmosphere filled the space between Liuhe Baji, gloomy and cold, making it difficult to breathe.

At the beginning of Xiyun, the pavilion was sinking, and the rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xuanlan for mine~

At the beginning of the creek and clouds, the sun sinks into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind fills the building——from "Xiangyang City East Tower", Xu Hun.

what to do?Quoting such a symbolic poem, I feel that my conscience will be disturbed if I don’t post a lunch box in the next chapter