On the river, the fog is dreary, and it is cold to the bone.
Lin Shu returned to the cabin.
Lingshu and Lingsu were waiting at the cabin door, and when they saw him coming, they said, "Pavilion Master, come with me."
Jiange's boat is very plain. Although the exterior is imposing and the hull is large and strong, there are only some necessary furnishings inside.
Lin Shu understood that in the ancestral teachings of Jiange, the five colors, five sounds and five flavors are all red dust, and they have no meaning other than those that hinder the mind.
Lingsu led him to the main room in the cabin and said, "Pavilion Master, I and Lingshu will change your clothes for you."
Lin Shu: "I'll do it myself."
Lingsu said "yes", and then put on a piece of clothing.
In the previous conversation with the elders, Lin Shu knew that Lingshu and Lingsu were not the disciples of the Jiange True Inheritance.
Their xinxing is naturally excellent, but their talent and aptitude are somewhat lacking, so they become "sword attendants".
The disciples of the sword pavilion usually cultivate with a heavy heart, and inevitably they are not good at taking care of themselves, and they have to spend some energy in their daily life. Therefore, the senior masters, elders, and pavilion masters have their "sword attendants", spiritual pivots and spirits with them. Su is the pavilion master's sword attendant.
The sword attendant takes care of the master's daily life, food and even all the chores, and the master only needs to concentrate on cultivation.
The true disciples of the Jiange generation start with "cloud", such as Yun Lan, while the sword attendants start with "spirit", such as Lingshu and Lingsu.
However... even the lesser-qualified sword attendants among the disciples of the Jiange Pavilion were all cultivated by Nascent Soul.
Lingsu is a delicate and beautiful girl. She looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but she is already in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Her temperament is clear and calm, and her eyes are clear. If she is placed outside, she can already be called outstanding talent.
The level of the other disciples of Jiange can be imagined.
Lin Shu retracted his gaze and picked up the clothes presented by Lingsu.
This is the dress of the master of the Jiange Pavilion.
The long coat is snow-white, tied with a light silver girdle, and the outside is a cold white wide-sleeved robe with no extra patterns or decorations, only a faint silver light flowing.
He sat down in front of the mirror, Lingsu held a jade comb to tie his hair.
The hair is not complicated either. There are two strands of broken hair on the front of the forehead, and the rest of the long hair is half bundled and half scattered, and finally fixed with a flowing cloud white jade hairpin.
Lin Shu looked at himself in the mirror.
The facial features of this body have always been beautiful.
It's just that there is ice and snow in his eyes, which makes him a little unrecognizable.
He just suddenly thought that if the girls from Phoenix Villa were here, they might have to laugh and joke again, "What a beautiful fairy!"
Or maybe it's not interesting - the person in the mirror looks so indifferent, very much like the self he saw in the mirror every day in his previous life.
Lingsu put away the things and handed them to Lingshu, with a slight smile, with a very clean admiration in his eyes, and said: "The pavilion master is really the pavilion owner."
Lin Shu asked, "Isn't there a pavilion owner in the Jiange Pavilion before?"
Lingsu knew everything and said: "After the "Sauvignon Blanc" is gone, the position of the pavilion owner will be empty, and we have been waiting for you to return to the mountain."
"Sauvignon Blanc".
Lin Shu thought that Jiange's town-style exercise "Sauvignon Blanc" had been lost for 20 years.
All parties have coveted "Sauvignon Blanc" for twenty years.
Although he knows "Sauvignon Blanc", he learned it in his previous life, and he has never seen "Sauvignon Blanc" in his life.
Why didn't the elder ask him where he learned his "Sauvignon Blanc"
Why don't you have any doubts about his teacher's inheritance and identity
He asked, "Aren't you looking for Sauvignon Blanc?"
"Don't look for it." Lingsu said: "Elder He once told us that it is a sin to be jealous. The Jiange Pavilion is a clean place, but as long as there is a "Sauvignon Blanc", one cannot escape the chaos of the world. Therefore, the Jiange Pavilion is a fake. It is said that "Sauvignon Blanc" is lost, but in fact, a senior in the Jiange took it away many years ago and put it in a place that has nothing to do with the Jiange, but outsiders will never be able to find it."
Elder He, the white-bearded elder.
Lin Shu knew from yesterday's conversation that there are currently six tribulation elders in Jiange, among which Elder He has the most seniority.
Isn't "Sauvignon Blanc" lost
The people in Jiange transferred "Sauvignon Blanc" so that outsiders could never find it
Isn't his own teacher's inheritance very suspicious, why do you think that he is the master of the Jiange Pavilion, and who is the Taoyuanjun who practiced "Sauvignon Blanc" like him
Lin Shu thought about it this way, and then asked the same question: "Is there a senior in the sword pavilion... Is the title 'Taoyuan Jun'?"
"Back to the pavilion owner, I don't know." Ling Su said: "The pavilion owner can ask Elder He about this matter, but this name is not like a person in the sword pavilion."
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
Lingsu said she didn't know, but according to her words, Lin Shu felt that there was no such person in Jiange.
Where is Taoyuan-kun? Why "Sauvignon Blanc" again
dead
But according to Ling Fengxiao, this Taoyuan Jun is a character who can use "Sauvignon Blanc" from beginning to end. His martial arts attainments are deep and his cultivation is high, which can be imagined. Such a person will not die unless he ascends.
It might be flying.
And "Sauvignon Blanc" can be found no matter how lost it is.
—Otherwise, how could the master in his previous life take out a copy of Sauvignon Blanc for him to study
After thinking about this, Lin Shu stopped thinking about it. Anyway, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't run away and become the master of the Jiange Pavilion.
It's done, he doesn't have much curiosity.
As the days passed, Lin Shu lived in a secluded place. Jiange did not advocate eating, but did not advocate eating, and did not advocate sleeping. Instead, he used meditation to observe the meditation. His daily life was all about cultivating and restoring spiritual power.
There are spells on the boat, and they are very stable. If they are not out of the cabin, they will not be aware that they are sitting on the boat.
However, on this day, the ship suddenly stopped.
Lin Shu opened his eyes and looked out the cabin door.
Lingshu Lingsu originally sat and meditated on the side, but at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and picked up their long swords.
Lingshu said: "I'll go out and see."
Lingsu: "Okay."
The voice of Elder He came from outside: "Your Excellency is waiting for you in the river, why is it?"
Another voice replied: "I have admired the sword pavilion for a long time. I heard that the pavilion master passed by here, and I came here to invite you to talk to the pavilion master."
Lin Shu recognized this voice.
The voice of the witch.
He thought about it, his group had already walked for two or three days, and after counting the days, it was indeed time to reach the boundary of Beixia.
Northern Xia naturally has great witches.
But Da Wu wanted to see him, which made no sense—they had a fight not long ago, and Da Wu obviously had ulterior motives and said "caught you".
It is impossible to catch.
Jiange came to pick him up, with great pomp, and three elders who had transcended tribulation came. And Lin Shu himself is also the cultivation base of transcending tribulation.
At this time, Lingshu, who had gone out, came back and said to Lin Shu: "Pavilion Master, Elder He asked me to ask you, the Great Witch Beixia wants to see you, do you want to see it?"
Lin Shu: "I don't want to."
Lingshu went out to spread the word.
Just listen to Elder He said from afar: "The pavilion master does not want to see, Your Excellency, please come back."
The great witch's voice at this time was very gentle and polite, and said, "I have something important to discuss with the pavilion master."
Lingshu spoke again.
Lin Shu said: "I don't think there is anything important between me and him."
After hearing the message, the witch fell silent.
Ling Su smiled lightly.
Lin Shu was expressionless.
This is real.
Jiange is a hidden sect, Southern Xia and Northern Xia have nothing to do with Jiange, and Jiange does not have to rely on them to act. What can be important between him and Dawu
Unless the big witch has bad intentions and plans to dig some traps for him - this is even more impossible to see.
After the silence, the great witch said: "In this case, there is a letter below, please forward it to your Excellency."
Elder He said: "Okay."
Then he said, "Your Excellency, farewell."
The great witch said: "See you in the future."
Lingshu then presented the letter.
The letter was sealed, the envelope was pitch black, and it seemed to be the thin skin of some kind of animal, with a dark red witch pattern on it.
Lin Shu opened it, and there was only a thin declaration inside.
"Three years later, on the twenty-seventh day of the fourth month, please look at the stars in the sky.
Three days later, I will wait for you in the Great Dragon Court of Central Continent. "
The big witch is just like a person, the word is not ugly, even quite beautiful, but it has a gloomy cold air.
The letter meant that he would look at the stars on a specific day in three years' time.
Then three years later.
Lin Shu folded the letter.
Ling Su said: "Pavilion Master, I will put it away."
However, at the moment of handover, Lin Shu saw that there were words on the back of the letter.
is a poem.
At this time, we don't see each other,
May Hualiu shine on you month by month.
Lin Shu: "?"
What does the witch want to say
Lin Shu couldn't understand.
Love Poem
sorry.
I am an emotionless swordsman.
signal
There is no secret code between him and Da Wu.
Lin Shu didn't think about it anymore, handed the letter to Lingsu, and didn't mention it again.
Except for this episode, the rest of the journey was smooth sailing. After passing Fenglingjin, they went upstream along the Tianhe River.
The Tianhe is not an ordinary river, the earth veins are unusual, and the upper part of the river is surging with spiritual energy, not to mention mortals, even immortals and wizards can avoid it if they can, and will not easily cross the river. At the source of the Tianhe River, the boundary of the Jiange is protected by an incomparably tyrannical enchantment, which completely isolates the Jiange from the outside world, and only those who are allowed by the Jiange can enter.
Passing through the barrier, a piece of ice, fog, snow and sand was aroused. After the fog dissipated, what appeared in front of Lin Shu was an endless snow field and endless snow-capped mountains.
The sword pavilion is on the highest peak in the snow-capped mountains.
Liuxue Mountain, nine thousand long steps, you can reach the top of the mountain by climbing up.
There is a sword pavilion on the top of the mountain.
Elder He said: "Pavilion Master, come with me."
Lin Shu went with Elder He.
But this road, he is very familiar, and even walked many times.
In his last life, he grew up here. After that, he went to school outside, but he also came back here twice a year.
The nine thousand long steps in the ice and snow, if a mortal person is weaker, he can't even walk up. Immortals have to spend some cultivation.
Lin Shu just walked seriously.
Suddenly, blood stains appeared on the long steps in front of him, it was fresh.
He looked up and saw a young boy in sackcloth walking up slowly.
One step, one kowtow, another step, another kowtow.
His forehead was broken, and so were his knees, leaving bloodstains on every step that continued forward.
It was freezing cold, and every time I kowtowed, three traces of blood were left. In the cold wind, the blood quickly stopped, and then on the next step, blood gushed out again because of the collision between the skin and the rough steps.
There was blood on his forehead.
Lingsu seemed to have noticed his gaze, and explained softly: "Pavilion Master, this is a person who asks for apprenticeship. Every ten years in the sword pavilion, elders come to the world to personally select disciples, but if there are young people who take the initiative to come, I will not refuse. No matter what your aptitude is, if you can kowtow step by step and walk through the nine thousand long steps, you will be a disciple of my sword pavilion.”
Elder He stroked his snow-white beard and said, "Kowing one step at a time is not to ask the disciple to respect the sword pavilion, but to test the disciple's will. Those who can reach the nine thousand long steps must have perseverance. Such a disposition is already A superhuman talent, no matter what his roots are, Jiange will accept him."
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
They passed the boy.
Lin Shu noticed that the boy was looking at him.
In his eyes, there is a burning look of admiration.
He nodded slightly to the boy.
The young man's incomparably slow movements, which had already lost his strength, seemed to have been reinjected into life, and then sped up again.
There are five thousand long steps ahead.
Lin Shu walked through these five thousand paths, and the Jiange Mountain Gate appeared in front of him.
On the left side of the mountain gate, there is a huge bluestone with eight characters written on it - "Sincerely, the stone is open."
This eight-character is the first of the ancestral teachings of Jiange.
The days of Jiange are very hard.
Practice swordsmanship, ask questions, meditate, day and night.
However, things in the world, cultivating immortals, if they are sincere, it does not seem to be difficult.
The reason why the sword pavilion is so powerful, I am afraid there is also the credit of these characters.
Lin Shu has walked the road countless times in his past life.
Green pines, white snow, stone platforms, and open spaces are like a lifetime away.
The difference is that there is a white-clothed swordsman who saw him coming, took his sword and bowed, and said, "I have seen the pavilion master."
Ling Su said: "Pavilion Master, your bedroom is here."
This is a single hall at the highest point. According to Lingsu, it is the place where the pavilion master lives.
Lin Shu walked into the room of his previous life.
The table is made of white stone, and the bed is made of cold jade. Even the furnishings have not changed in the slightest.
Going out from this temple, after passing an iron rope, we reached another peak.
- That's where he practiced his sword.
Lingsu said that all the pavilion masters of the sword pavilion practiced swords here.
He stayed there.
The pavilion master of the sword pavilion does not seem to need to do anything, as in his previous life, and in this life as well.
Most of his time, he was just practicing swordsmanship.
At the top of this snow-capped mountain, all thoughts and thoughts are silent, only the mountains and rivers in front of you, and a long sword in his hand.
Under the Liuxue Mountain, the valley of forgetting to return is empty, which makes people forget themselves, and then forget to return.
When the thick fog rises, the sea of clouds rises, the distant Tianhe loses its shape, the sound of the surging water gradually disappears with the sinking of the mood, and all sounds are silent.
Ask Jianfeng Mountain is ten thousand meters high, and when it reaches the top, it is condescending, seeing the vast world, but only an inch below the mountain.
Sauvignon Blanc first weight.
The first type, empty valley forgot to return.
The second type, no Tianhe.
The third type, the wall stands for a thousand miles.
After that, I stopped looking at the foot of the mountain, I stopped looking at my surroundings, I was silent and thought nothing, I only felt that the world was vast—the second level.
The fourth form, the eternal sky.
The fifth type, the world is ruthless.
The sixth form, Zhan Ran is always silent.
Heaven and earth have been exhausted, and they return to themselves, which is the third level.
Time is like flowing water, in three years, he practiced the seventh form, a lonely boat.
Lin Shu retracted his sword.
His cultivation base has all come back, even deeper than the previous life, but there is no movement to transcend the tribulation for a long time, and in his intuition, it is still far away.
The twenty-seventh month of the fourth month mentioned by the great witch seems to be coming soon, and I have to go back and have a look at the date.
wind.
Between heaven and earth, the continuous sound of wind.
He stood like this, and at night, the top of the mountain was very close to the sky, the night sky pressed down, and the starlight came and disappeared in the dark clouds.
The snow was getting bigger and bigger, he closed his eyes, a few snowflakes brushed on his face and fell again.
Lingsu stepped forward and put on a feather cloak for him.
In fact, he is not cold.
He couldn't remember what it felt like to be cold.
The seven emotions and five senses, the past and the past, are gradually dissipating like a fog. Day after day, it goes on like this, and it doesn't feel like anything.
It's just that in the middle of the night, I occasionally feel that his lifespan is infinitely extended with his cultivation, and his life is like this, gradually deprived by the cold and summer sun and moon.
Every time at this time, he would think, whether Ling Fengxiao slept well or not.