Lin Shu coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Xiao Shao wiped the blood off for him.
Lin Shu moved forward and approached Xiao Shao's neck.
He couldn't smell the cold fragrance that seemed to exist.
No, it's not that he can't smell it, he can still smell it, he knows there is incense here.
But he smelled this light breath, but he could never think of Xue Ye, plum blossoms and the moon again.
He looked at Xiao Shao.
He still has such good-looking facial features, but he—
He stretched out his hand and traced Xiao Shao's facial features.
Xiao Shao held his wrist with a hesitant tone, and asked, "Baby?"
Lin Shu closed his eyes.
The world suddenly became quiet.
The limbs that touched, the rapid breathing, suddenly disappeared at that moment, the ice surface shattered, he fell to the bottom of the lake, sinking slowly, the stars and the moon in the sky became more blurred as the stars and the moon were farther away, and there was a long and distant silence in my ears. .
There was a thin layer of sweat on the forehead before, but now it is gone, and it is slightly cold.
A vague and ethereal voice came from his ear, and it was Xiao Shao who was calling him.
He tried his best to respond and tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't. After struggling ineffectively, he fell into the memory of many, many years ago.
The master said, you should learn the mind method of our sword pavilion.
Master said, "Teacher, you have an extraordinary talent. You are a talent rarely seen in thousands of years. Your ordinary mind and swordsmanship are useless. From today onwards, you will practice my Jiangezhen-style practice "Sauvignon Blanc".
The master also said, disciple, even in my sword pavilion, this exercise is a forbidden item that cannot be easily taken out. When you practice, be very careful.
He was about ten years old at the time.
It seems that since he was eleven or twelve years old, he didn't feel that he was being bullied.
- I don't think other people are dirty and disgusting.
Just some moving bodies.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy, five tones and six laws are all meaningless.
He followed the steps to be an inconspicuous mortal, and gradually, he didn't care about many things.
He is no longer wronged, uncomfortable, and does not want to die.
To die or not to die, there is no big difference, then live first.
It turned out that it was all because of the practice
This is the heart of the sword pavilion.
This is the man of the sword pavilion.
From the very beginning—it was like this. He spent nearly 20 years in his last life, and cultivated to the cultivation base of transcending the calamity with such a cold and merciless mental method. Now, to get the cultivation base back, he must return to this mental method. go.
There can be no second choice, this matter cannot be changed, it's just that he didn't know it before.
The master didn't tell him, or told him, but he was too young to understand.
Now he finally understood, but it was too late.
What about Xiao Shao
What should he tell Xiao Shao
The mind method is not controlled by him, and it runs wildly in the body. The spiritual power like frost and snow has flowed through the eight meridians that have just been repaired.
As the spiritual power scoured again and again, the mood that had some ripples before gradually calmed down.
When the cultivation base was half restored, he opened his eyes and met Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao looked at him without speaking.
There was an indescribable look in his eyes.
Lin Shu didn't say anything.
Just looking at each other like this, Xiao Shao finally said, "Your hands are so cold."
Only then did Lin Shu realize that he and Xiao Shao were intertwined.
He looked at the intertwined fingers, a little ecstatic, but even he himself didn't know what the trance was.
He said, Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao said, I am here.
He said, my mind is ruthless.
Xiao Shao tightened his grip on him, and even made him feel a little bit hurt. After a while, he slowly loosened it and said, "...It's okay."
"I don't know." Lin Shu said, "I just found out..."
He paused, lowered his eyes, and said, "… I'm sorry."
He felt as if he was crying, but he didn't feel the slightest bit, and he didn't have the slightest emotion. When he reached out and touched it, his cheeks were wet and cold.
"Don't cry, it's fine." Xiao Shao held his face, wiped away the tears with his thumb, then leaned down and touched his forehead with his own: "I didn't expect it."
Lin Shu shook his head: "It's not you."
He took three years of classes in the academy, and never had a gentleman taught the knowledge related to the ruthless way.
It is just a noun, and it is only briefly mentioned when people review the history of Immortal Dao. It has no specific meaning, and there is no cultivation method.
And Jiange is far away in the extreme north, and has been hidden for a long time. No organization or force can find out about it, and no one will know the specific exercises of Jiange, let alone such things as ruthless Tao.
"Taoyuan-Jun is not like this." Xiao Shao said, "So I didn't expect you to be like this."
Taoyuan-kun... Isn't that so
But Taoyuanjun is also a disciple of Jiange. According to Xiao Shao, he also practiced the "Sauvignon Blanc" exercise like him.
But, now that things have happened, it doesn't make much sense to discuss anything.
Lin Shu looked up at Xiao Shao, and saw a little blood in his eyes.
Xiao Shao said: "Let's go out first, and we'll talk about it later... darling, stop crying."
Lin Shu nodded.
In his limited memory, he had only watched others cry, but he had never cried himself.
But today, in front of Xiao Shao, it seemed as if he could cry when he touched it, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.
However, at the same time, he didn't know why he was crying.
He stared blankly at Xiao Shao, feeling an indifferent sadness beyond his emotions.
Xiao Shao said: "Put on your clothes."
Lin Shu nodded.
Xiao Shao took out new clothes.
When Lin Shu put it on, he saw that there was a red mark on his shoulder down, which was left by Xiao Shao just now, and it was fading visibly to the naked eye at the moment.
There are several more on him.
In fact, it is not very serious, it is just light red, Xiao Shao said that he is not willing to exert force.
However, at this moment, they are all disappearing.
Spiritual power is running, and Qi and blood flow without hindrance. If injured, it will heal more than ten times faster than the mortal body.
What's more... it's such a trace.
He stared at the trace, and although it was healing, he felt that he had lost something forever and ever.
Xiao Shao said, "I'm going to change my clothes."
Lin Shu: "… huh?"
"Look more," Xiao Shao said, "I won't see Xiao Shao for a long time."
Lin Shu asked, "When will there be Xiao Shao?"
Xiao Shao said: "When there is no one."
Lin Shu: "People from Nanxia or people from Beixia?"
Xiao Shao curled his lips and seemed to smile secretly: "Maybe both."
He was dressed casually at the moment, just wearing a robe, with a large chest at the neckline, and good-looking muscle lines. This smile showed a little mysterious and uninhibited.
Lin Shu nodded.
Xiao Shao said, "I'm going."
He went behind the stone carved screen.
Lin Shu got up from the bed, picked up the folded bamboo sword, and injected spiritual power into it.
It's like an eternity.
Countless scenes flashed back in front of his eyes, the stone platform where he practiced swords when he was young, the empty and silent hall of the sword pavilion, the heavy snow falling on the pine trees in December, and even the boundless snow field, in the snow field, Zhezhu sleeping in an ice coffin.
The Folding Bamboo Sword was originally a sword from the Jiange, and it naturally matched the spiritual power of the Jiange.
He held a few sword flowers and swung the sword ten thousand times a day when he was a child, and his memory has long been engraved into his bones.
After about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Shao turned out from behind the screen.
No, it's not Xiao Shao anymore, it's Miss.
The jet-black hair was loosely scattered, the red clothes scorched his eyes, and his face was expressionless, but his color was amazing.
Lin Shu looked at Ling Fengxiao's face.
A face very similar to Xiao Shao.
From the beginning to the end, the eldest lady's face has a strange beauty. It does not come from the bright and beautiful facial features, but from some kind of upside down feeling, as if approaching the limit of aesthetics.
Now he finally knows that this kind of beauty comes from the mixture of two genders, and it is different from all pure good looks.
Ling Fengxiao walked towards him and said, "Go out."
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
None of them spoke.
When I walked to the main hall, I saw Guo Zi playing with my senior brother.
As soon as Guo Zi turned her head and saw them, she happily rushed towards Ling Fengxiao and reached out to hug: "You finally wear beautiful clothes!"
Ling Fengxiao picked up the fruit.
Guozi rubbed against Ling Fengxiao, and then said "Bah", "No chest."
Guozi turned to Lin Shu and said, "I also want Lin Shu to wear it."
The crisp and delicate voice stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence and became: "Lin Shu, what's the matter with you?"
Guo Zi tilted his head and reached out to touch his face: "You look so cold."
Ling Fengxiao held Guo Zi's hand: "Don't make trouble with him now."
Guo Zi flattened his mouth: "Okay."
Ling Fengxiao put the fruit back on the ground and looked at his senior brother: "I'm going out with him, if I can't come back, I would like to ask the senior to take care of him."
The elder brother said that the younger brother's daughter, just like my own daughter, will definitely be taken care of.
Guozi made a face where his brother couldn't see.
After leaving the cave and putting the bronze die, Ling Fengxiao looked at Lin Shu and asked, "How long will it take?"
Lin Shu said, "Two quarters of an hour."
Ling Fengxiao said: "Okay."
Lin Shubian meditated on a rock.
Qingmingdongtian is closed, and it is not connected with the spiritual power of heaven and earth. If Lin Shu wanted to fully recover his cultivation, he had to be here.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, poured into his body and gathered in his dantian.
He needs a lot, a lot of aura.
Calamity-transcending cultivation is not easy to achieve.
The influx of spiritual power is getting more and more crazy, and even set off a violent tornado in this world.
This cannot be concealed.
In the distance, the old senior was knocked off the city wall again and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The big witch withdrew his hand, but looked in their direction.
The voice came from a distance: "The two fellow Taoists have been hiding for a long time, and they are finally willing to show up and meet next time."
Ling Fengxiao drew the knife out of its sheath, and the same sad knife, the light of the knife was like water, dressed in blood red clothes, hunting in the wind, walking forward slowly, saying: "I have heard for a long time that you are very famous."
The great witch said: "Exceeded the prize."
The old senior on the city wall obviously saw Ling Fengxiao and recognized Ling Fengxiao.
He said, "No!"
As if Ling Fengxiao had not heard it, he said loudly, "Lingzhou Ling Fengxiao, come to learn."
"Beauty came to ask for advice with a treasured sword, so it's not easy to shirk," Da Wu said in a low voice, "It's just, why didn't the friend behind you come to see me?"
Ling Fengxiao said: "If you want to see him, you must kill me first."
The great witch said: "I have always been pity and cherish jade."
After that, the sleeves of the robe suddenly turned over, and the murderous intent swept over!
There is not the slightest trace of "Lianxiangxiyu".
Ling Fengxiao did not retreat without evasion, the momentum of the whole body rose steadily, and he waved his knife to meet him!
Lin Shu watched this scene, closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the Dantian meridian.
Although he was meditating in the boundless wilderness without defense, he knew that he would not be hurt by the great witch.
Perhaps it was because the person standing in front was Ling Fengxiao and Xiao Shao, not anyone else.