As the Qingming Festival approached, a few cool spring rains fell, scoured the wild land, washed away the coagulated blood stains, and faded the traces of the spells.
The spiritual veins of the Donglu Snowfield tended to stabilize, the ice and snow on the edge melted with the passing of the spring breeze, the snow water gathered into a shallow stream, merged into the Minjiang River, and flowed eastward.
People came back to the snowfield one after another. The bloody road from Changyuan Hall to Xuefeng had long been buried. Only the collapsed and overturned palaces and palaces in the Golden Palace silently indicated everything. Many people still remember the trembling earth and the night sky. anomaly.
Linyuan unsheathed, the two swords witnessed by heaven and earth, 'Xinghe Shen' broke through a million-year-old demon killing array, and 'Shanhe Gui' shook the spiritual veins of the snowfield.
As a result, a lot of speculations about Yin Biyue's realm came out, which was beyond shocking and unbelievable. With cultivation talent and kendo comprehension, it is not impossible to surpass the limitation of time and age, but no one has ever done it to such an extent. There is no one in the past, and there may not be anyone in the future.
The world is very different, yet it doesn't seem to be different.
In the east, the dragons competed for the deer, and several major demonic cultivators rose rapidly, established city-states, and ruled by plot. Soldiers and horses from the northern land returned from various places, and the new emperor used this personal expedition to reorganize his military power, strengthen the coastal defense line, and root out the remaining anti-king.
The disciples of the school have been busy for days and have repaired the city wall of Yunyang City. After that, I read the book as usual, and I went to the class as usual.
Quduiyan's official succession ceremony was on a day when the spring breeze was blowing the willows. No parents presided over the ceremony for her, and no elder was qualified to replace her. She put on a high crown herself, took up the suzerainty staff, and swore an oath under the attention of all the people. The sound of the mountain of 'God Bless the Lianjian' stopped the clouds.
Zhong Shan's injury got better, and Cheng Tianyu helped him get out of bed and walk. Go to the depths of the bamboo sea and pay homage to Zhou Yuandao's tomb.
The Southern Land is no better than the Western Land, and there are more problems in post-war reconstruction, and Song Tang cannot escape from the pressure of the sect affairs. It's just that sometimes on the way back to the yard, I always think that someone will drop a wine jar from the tree.
Baopuzong used to be Yu Shi's one-word hall, but now Yu Shi is gone, civil strife began. Several elders disagreed with each other, and only said that the one who elected the suzerain should be as soon as possible, and no one mentioned revenge. Lin Yuangui walked into the ancestral hall and took away his master's tablet. At that time, the mountain road was full of disciples holding swords, and even some elders shouted and asked, but no one dared to use the sword. I watched him walk out of the mountain gate, and since then he has disappeared, and the Shuoyue Sword has not been seen in the world.
On the spring day when the warm rain, clear wind and the wind first broke, the big and small events were either sensational or occurred quietly, and they were left in the history books with a lot of color, or only a few strokes. Regardless of whether it is the world of fireworks or the vast clouds and mountains, it is always life, or it must continue.
Yin Biyue's life calmed down, but those secret rumors were very ups and downs.
Some people say that he is going to retreat to seek Taoist Void, some people say that he is going to take advantage of Baopuzong's civil strife and cut off their inheritance, and some even say that he is going to flatten the 100,000 mountains and dominate the Western Land.
It seems that he is sure that he will do some great things like the Juggernaut when he was young.
On Xihua Peak, Yin Biyue looked at the mountains and clouds on his own, and sometimes accompanied the second senior sister to copy the Taoist scriptures. The two didn't speak, and with the cool spring rain outside the window, they could copy for an afternoon.
The 'Fusheng Huan' of Chunxiu Tower has come out of the cellar, and Yan Xing has to travel down the mountain again.
It coincides with the passing of the east wind in a year, the Cangshan Mountains are green, the 'Spring Mountain Smile' trembles in the sheath, and Jun Yu's sword intent is blazing.
So the night Yan Xing was about to leave, the three of them fought on the edge of the cliff.
Sometimes they fight separately, and sometimes they join forces to attack one person.
Even though Xi Huafeng had set up a barrier, he didn't use his true essence, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi and saber intent still cut the sea of clouds into pieces.
When the galaxy was sinking, Yan Xing was lying on the ground with his legs crossed, Yin Biyue was sitting on the cliff, Jun Yu was leaning against the tree and standing with his sword in his arms.
"It's really enjoyable." Yan Xing sighed, "I don't know how the fifth one's marksmanship is practiced. Next time I call him, he will be beaten at the bottom..."
Yin Biyue laughed, "I'm afraid it won't work, he has helpers."
Jun Yu gave an 'um' in agreement.
Yin Biyue was talking about the Guards, but Yan Xing was obviously wrong and slapped his thigh, "Yes, he still has a bird, he must have sacrificed his life to help him."
"No, he has four birds."
"… "
Yan Xing thought to himself, in this way, you all have helpers. When Luo Mingchuan is out of the customs, he will definitely help the fourth brother, and if the master comes back, he will definitely help the senior brother. Second Senior Sister is not using martial arts now, and she can't help me. No matter how I count it, I am beaten by my lone family.
What is this called.
The east was white, and a golden light burst out from the sea of clouds.
Yan Xing jumped up, with all the trauma all over his body, he laughed loudly in the sky, and went down the mountain in the morning light.
After more than half a month, Zhengyangzi discussed with several elders, saying that the post-war reconstruction was basically completed, everything was on the right track, and Cangya’s Dharma Hall should start.
He invited someone to ask Yin Biyue if he would like to teach.
Yin Biyue didn't know what to say. As his realm improved, he felt more and more that everyone had their own way, the right way or the wrong way, and outsiders could not tell.
Just suddenly remembered that Luo Mingchuan used to talk before, and he had waited for him outside the school to finish class.
So the next day he came to the Lunfa Hall.
The hall was full, and the corridor was also full of people. Seeing him coming, he made a way from a distance, and bowed in salute.
Facing the eager gazes from the audience, Yin Biyue was a little nervous, "Today I will teach you how to draw Qi into the body and clear the meridians. You don't need to learn anything more than cutting the marrow, you can go."
No one moved, and the burning eager eyes did not change.
Yin Biyue thought helplessly, is everyone just curious about him and doesn't care what he said
At this moment, he remembered his indifferent state, at least he was not nervous. When he was nervous, he opened his mouth and said nonsense, "I didn't know what to say at first, but my Taoist companion, as the first disciple of Cangya, has the responsibility of teaching the beginning of practice. He is in retreat, so of course I will do it for him..."
On the other hand, his face was indifferent, his voice was calm, and he was very serious.
Everyone in the audience widened their eyes.
Countless voice transmissions converged into a large network, and they traveled rapidly in the hall.
"Am I right? Senior Brother Yin and Senior Brother Luo have already joined forces!"
"The Daozu is above! I thought I was the only one who heard it!"
"My heart is beating so fast, my God, they are in such a good relationship!"
Yin Biyue became even more nervous, "Don't ask me when your brother Luo will leave the customs, I don't know, I miss him too..."
When he realized what he had said, he could not wait to open the space and escape immediately. But I said it all, and it's even more embarrassing to leave, so I can only bite the bullet and say, "Okay, let's go to class."
"Everything has spirit, heaven and earth have yin and yang, and there is aura and turbidity. My generation of practitioners, whether spiritual or martial arts..."
This class was very successful, Yin Biyue was not good at speaking, but the realm was there. When talking about this kind of introductory class, it was a high-level building, and everything was perfect.
Many years later, when the younger disciples grew up, and when they reached the age of traveling down the mountain, many people remembered that day and still sighed, "Can you believe it, my practice entry was taught by Zhenxian himself..."
However, at the moment, what impressed everyone the most was his sentence, "I miss him too."
In the world of practice, not many people choose to become Taoist companions. Most people believe in being alone in seeking Taoism, and they do not want to be connected with other people's fate, and their fortunes and misfortunes depend on each other.
There are even more sects that advocate the cold and bitter cultivation, such as Qinglu, the whole sect is very rarely seen.
Lianjian's techniques do not tell the truth and few desires. The former suzerain and Yasheng Qujiang are a century-old story. There was a time when there was a series of happy events in the sect, but the young Mu Ai was exhausted by the long years, and the two became tired of seeing them. The grudge partner even made a scene of one party's fall. Therefore, there is a rule that people who have known each other for less than five years are not allowed to join the nationality.
Yin Biyue's words in the Dharma Hall were very surprising. Because this shows that they not only joined the dual cultivation, but also broke the Taoist tradition of "the highest to the next day and the moon, the closest relatives to the estranged husband and wife".
After Yin Biyue went back, she thought about it, and she was not so embarrassed anymore. Instead, she felt that it was better to show off. In the future, everyone would know that my senior brother was mine, and I would be missed by others.
After all, my senior brother is good-looking and has a high level of cultivation. He has a gentle personality and will hurt others. Where in the world can I find a second one
******
Saying goodbye to Mr. Zhangyuan and Master Wuwang, on the night they came out of the academy, Yunyang City was brightly lit and shadowed by trees.
"I don't want to wait any longer. This delay will only add to the annoyance. Why don't you and I take a gamble."
The Demon Venerable asked.
It was Luo Mingchuan who asked.
"How to bet?"
"I bet that I have had a hundred years of entanglement with him, far better than your life in just a few years."
Luo Mingchuan shook his head, "Why, you and I are one, each other is cause and effect, how can you make it clear?"
"I'm not reconciled if I don't listen to what he said in person." Demon Venerable smiled, "If I lose the bet, I will merge with you. Since he likes you, he will give me a little bit."
At this moment, he is not like a Demon Venerable who has gone against the sky all his life, just like a mediocre mortal who doesn't ask much. Whether for a living or for love, as long as you get a little bit, you'll be content.
Luo Mingchuan was silent.
It seems to have crossed the torrent of time and saw himself millions of years ago.
I thought it was enough to be by Ling Xiao's side, so I didn't say anything on my mind. It's not much, just a little.
Who would have known that luck and luck are mutually exclusive, and companionship will become an extravagant desire, which will eventually lead to madness.
"Okay, I promise you."
"thanks."
The current Luo Mingchuan has been in meditation for a long time, and he has seen the key points by looking at himself.
The vast sea of consciousness turned up the stormy waves, and the clouds and mists shrouded it. Not far from the isolated island, there was a man standing with his hands behind his back, his sleeves flying.
In such a secret and quiet situation, he looked at each other like a mirror.
"Do you have any grudges?"
The man smiled faintly, "Where is the grudge? A wisp of remnant remains in the sword. Millions of years have passed by like a steed, and only obsession remains."
The terrifying waves floated in the sky, and the isolated island was drowned in an instant. His figure was shattered by the huge waves. "I kill evil karma all over me, so be careful when you cross the calamity."
Luo Mingchuan said, "I will be you from now on, and you will be me."
The rest of my life is shared with you, and I will bear your killing karma.
******
"The real essence runs slowly, and a large amount of output is delayed. There are roughly three possibilities. One is the narrowing of the spiritual veins..."
Yin Biyue went to lecture on the Fa for the second time. At the request of the disciples, this section answers questions.
Halfway through the talk, I felt flustered for no reason and stopped.
He paced to the window and saw the peach blossoms on the branches and the birds chirping. Just as the warm wind blows, the fallen flowers fly into the hall, and the clothes are dyed and fragrant.
What a beautiful spring scene.
The disciples followed him and looked puzzled.
Without waiting to guess what, the sky suddenly darkened. There were birds chirping and beasts whimpering.
Outside the window, sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was blowing. Dense cloudy clouds gathered from all directions, and the sky changed from the wind to the sky, and the whole main peak of Cangya was like a dark night.
Yin Biyue's figure was weak and disappeared.
Everyone rushed out of the Dharma Hall, exclamations sounded one after another, and various instruments lit up, "What's going on?"
"But there is an enemy attacking?"
I can't see the blue sky when I raise my eyes, I can only see the Linyuan sword unsheathed, cut a path in the dark clouds, and soar straight up!
Cangya's bell rang hurriedly.
After the thick cloud, there are more lightning, lightning, and fire, as if it contains extremely terrifying power.
An indifferent voice came from afar, clearly entering the crowd,
"My Taoist partner has something to do. Today's class will be discussed on another day."