It was late at night when Jun Yu came to Yunyang City.
Mr. Zhang Yuan counted the time and thought that he would be able to come tomorrow, but at this time he had already rested and did not send anyone to greet him.
Jun Yu stood outside the high wall of the Zhumen of the academy, frowning lightly, his usual indifferent expression showing a little imperceptible urgency.
Before he could lock the door, a figure suddenly jumped out from the courtyard wall.
The sleeve robe was lifted by the night wind, like a white bird. This posture should have been extremely unrestrained.
The man turned around.
The moonlight poured down through the edge of the clouds, dripping down the ground like stagnant water.
The locust tree swayed in the night wind, and the deep and shallow shadows fell on the wall tiles.
also fell on him.
Jun Yu's expression changed slightly.
Wei Jingfeng thought to himself why he was so surprised. Chunshan Xiao and Qiu Fengli breathed the same source. Of course, the old man knew that you were here.
Immediately, he realized that his current appearance was probably the reason why his apprentice was surprised.
Wei Jingfeng's voice was slightly cold, "What? I haven't seen you for many years, the apprentice grows up and doesn't recognize the master?"
After he finished speaking, he regretted it, listen to what kind of bastard this is. For a while, he was annoyed that he was dizzy, and he was angry that Junyu, like Li Tugen, also cared about his appearance.
Just before he was about to leave, Jun Yu knelt down.
One of them knelt down on one knee, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and Wei Jingfeng finally didn't have to raise his head to speak.
Jun Yu stared at him, seeing that he was speechless.
Then seriously corrected, "It's not years, it's one hundred and twenty-four years and six months."
At this moment, Wei Jingfeng's sullen qi disappeared without a trace.
He raised his hand and touched the top of his apprentice's hair.
"Go, go home."
Jun Yu stood up and followed behind him.
As before, always one step behind, showing insurmountable respect.
For Jun Yu, a master is a master, and it has nothing to do with appearance or age, nor with the realm of cultivation.
The long street is lonely, the trees on the bluestone street are swaying, and the lanterns and wine flags on the high-rise buildings are swaying in the night wind.
The wind in the late autumn was cold and cold, and Wei Jingfeng tightened his clothes.
In fact, he ran all the way from Jianzhong to Zhonglu, and his exhaustion was far from being eliminated by sleep.
But he didn't care at all, he had seen so many Fengshuang swords, what was a little tiredness? The norm is just the best size wife.
Jun Yu stepped forward and took his hand.
Wei Jingfeng froze for a moment. Jun Yu's palm was slightly cold, but there was a surge of true essence pouring out, like a warm current flowing around his body along the intersection of his fingers.
I can't help but sigh in my heart, it's great that the apprentice has grown up, and everyone knows that he feels sorry for the filial master.
The whole city was still sleeping, and they walked down the street in the quiet night.
The swordsman was held by his apprentice, and he seemed to feel something, and said, "Although I have suffered a great disaster this time, it is also a blessing. The sword is stronger, and the cultivation base can be practiced again. This appearance is also a relived childhood. It's not a practice, I can see it, you don't have to be sad."
He was used to not comforting people, and his words were very rigid.
Jun Yu listened very seriously, and didn't say anything at the end, just "um".
Wei Jingfeng was relieved.
The autumn wind swept up piles of fallen leaves on the street corners, and the silvery moonlight slapped the shore like snow waves.
Their shadows are drawn obliquely.
The world is unpredictable. Many years ago, the Sword Saint picked up an apprentice from the front of the school, and now he has come here to pick him up as an apprentice.
Wei Jingfeng was not in a hurry to hurry. He had been in Jianzhong for a long time. Now, looking at the world of fireworks, the market cars and horses felt extra comfortable. Jun Yu just let him go.
"You have to come and go a lot on weekdays, what's the point of staying in the mountains to practice swords all day long, being born into the world..."
Jun Yu nodded. Wei Jingfeng looked up at him and knew that he didn't listen.
Suddenly his expression turned positive, "Xi Huafeng is home, it shouldn't be the cage that traps you. Don't put yourself in a bind."
Jun Yu pursed his lips.
Lueyang City was busy with traffic, and people often looked at them along the way.
A young man with a cold temperament, holding Yu Xue's lovely child, this combination is really rare.
So when they walked into the flower street, the eyes of all parties were more. Wei Jingfeng was still frank and magnanimous, Jun Yu just frowned slightly, and looked coldly through the flamboyant clothes and temples. Everywhere you go, the crowds of people in the narrow alleys all separate a path.
In the spring sleeve building with warm wine and flowers, there were not many guests in the morning, and a few tables were sparsely seated in the lobby. The aroma of wine and the faint smell of fat powder floated in the air, and the brazier was burning vigorously, making crackling sounds from time to time.
The lady boss, who was still charming, sat behind the counter, flipping through the ledger absentmindedly.
Everything here is familiar to Wei Jingfeng. It's just that he is standing in front of the counter now, not as high as the counter.
He looked back at Jun Yu and wanted his apprentice to buy wine.
Jun Yu misunderstood something, stunned for a moment, then leaned over and hugged him.
Unexpectedly, his line of sight suddenly rose, and Wei Jingfeng regained his condescending self-confidence. Speaking in Lueyang dialect, he said with a smile, "Boss lady, is there any happiness in life?"
Miss Luhua finally looked up at them.
For the first time, he also smiled, "Are you drinking or your father drinking?"
Wei Jingfeng didn't react, "I'll drink it."
When Miss Luhua usually fetches wine, she threw it on the counter with a 'pop', and the smoke and dust were everywhere. This time, it was unusually gentle, holding the small porcelain altar and gently putting it into Wei Jingfeng's arms.
"gave it to you."
Juggernaut thought to himself, did he recognize me as a regular customer
It's just that the wine is a little less, forget it, people are full of heart, and it's better to give away too much.
Until Jun Yu took him out of the Chunxiu Building and Huajie Liuxiang, he was happy.
Then he pulled off the cork of the wine, and his keen five senses allowed him to detect something wrong without having to taste it, "This is not a feast for the eyes, it's peach blossom stuffing."
He broke free from Jun Yu's arms and turned to go back.
Jun Yu doesn't understand wine, "What's the difference?"
"This is for kids!"
Peach Blossom wine has a light and sweet aftertaste, just like fruit juice.
Jun Yu grabbed him and said nothing. Kneeling down and looking into his eyes.
Wei Jingfeng was speechless when he saw him, holding the wine jar to discourage him, "Forget it, don't comfort me." He smiled, "It's not bad to be a child again, when I was young, I could Nobody brought me anything."
It looks like it happened in a previous life. When he was a child, he was ostracized in the village, and when he was a teenager, he fought desperately on the wasteland of the Eastern Land. Not all happy memories.
Jun Yu didn't speak anymore, hugged the wine jar, and continued walking, holding his hand.
Wei Jingfeng seems to have found an interesting new experience. There are so many rare gadgets on the street, the paper windmill, the candied gourd noodles, the clay figurine, the little rabbit lamp, which he had never noticed before, and now they all appear in his sight.
Interesting.
Jun Yu asked, "Do you want to buy it?"
Where does the Juggernaut have the face to buy a bunny lamp, "Don't buy it."
The paper pinwheel vendor was used to seeing duplicitous children, and seeing how cute he was, he took a red pinwheel and stuffed it with him, "Give it to you."
Wei Jingfeng was caught off guard.
Jun Yu took out the money and handed it to the man. He didn't go down the mountain for many years, he spent very little, and he gave more without knowing the price. The happy hawker couldn't close his mouth. The other vendors followed suit and came to deliver things to Wei Jingfeng.
Jun Yu followed behind to pay the money.
When he was about to walk out of Lueyang City, the Sword Saint's face became thicker. He eats the candied haws by himself, and Jun Yu takes everything else.
He suddenly felt that it was really good.
Yan Xing wandered to Qingzhou City this day, and met a few old drinking friends on Tianxiang Tower. There are loose cultivators who are mixed with rivers and lakes, and there are the sons of big families.
After the three rounds of drinking, the few friends and friends have no scruples in speaking, "What is the origin of the child next to your senior brother? Is it a son or an apprentice?"
Yan Xing was stunned, "What did you say?"
Big Brother? child? kidding me
"You don't know yet? You really don't know?"
"Tsk, your senior brother took a child to Cangya Mountain, and many people saw it with their own eyes."
"You still don't believe it? He treats that kid very well."
"If no one dared to ask him, as to ask you?"
Yan Xing's wine woke up most of the time, and jumped directly from the window on the second floor. Everyone reacted and stretched their heads to look, and it was an ancient pharmacist who did not leave any afterimages in the future beast world. He did not rest day and night, and hurried back to Xihua Peak.
Finally saw Jun Yu in front of the mountain gate.
Jun Yu leaned over and said something to the child.
Yan Xing had never seen such a senior brother before, and his eyes were clearly still cold, but his whole person was inexplicably gentle.
This man is definitely not an apprentice.
He stepped forward without thinking, "Eldest brother, your son?"
The boy turned back and gave him a faint look.
Yan Xingcai finally saw the sword on his waist.
Exquisite daggers, decorated with beads, gorgeous like ornaments.
Then he knelt down directly.
After a while, he finally regained his senses, "... Master?"
Juggernaut snorted, and threw the peach blossom brew to him, "Just in time, I'll give you a jar of wine."
Yan Xing took it subconsciously and stood up from the ground, his expression still a little dazed.
When he reached Xihua Peak, he suddenly laughed loudly, "Hahahahaha Master is back!"
The laughter startled the jackdaws in the forest.
The swordsman turned his head and glared at him, "Do you think the old man is dead?"
Yan Xing stopped laughing, and suddenly wanted to cry again.
He looked at the few people who ran out in a hurry, and felt that everyone seemed to want to cry.
The Juggernaut is back. This is the big thing in the world.
But Wei Jingfeng was most afraid of trouble and didn't want people to know, so the news stopped at Xi Huafeng.
Life on the mountain is no different than it used to be.
He was still not used to this appearance, and it was fine in front of Jun Yu, and he was always awkward with other apprentices.
Yin Biyue was sent out by him to establish another peak with Luo Mingchuan.
"The two of you have reached such a level of cultivation, and you are a partner of Taoism. It is time for you to establish your own business. What does it mean to rely on this old man."
Yin Biyue obeyed his teacher's orders and found a place with pure spiritual veins in the Cangya Mountains, and named it 'Ximing'. Cangya Mountain has the seventh peak in this way.
Yan Xing was better off, Juggernaut only said, "If you don't care, go down the mountain as soon as possible!"
"Fifth? Tell him not to come. If you are free, why don't you build a bridge on the floating sea?"
Liu Lishuang was speechless when he picked up the pen, wondering if Master was serious and how to write the reply letter.
The swordsman turned his head and said to her, "Bushuang, if you have time to go out for a walk, if you are young, don't always be bored in your room copying Taoist scriptures."
Liu bullying complied, and when the spring breeze turned to rain, he went down the mountain, and he did not know where to go.
In Juggernaut's heart, no matter whether she can survive or not, and how many separations she has experienced, she is still the little girl on the snowfield. Still young, have a great time and future. It is time to enter the world to experience it, to waste it and regret it.
Everyone is gone, and the Juggernaut can finally play the bunny light in an open and honest way.
Xi Huafeng was a little lonely again. It seems that many years ago, Wei Jingfeng just picked up Jun Yu and came back, and there are only the two of them here. There are clouds all over the sky and wild trees and flowers all over the mountains.
Spring comes and autumn comes, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are smooth. Cultivation does not know age.
After all, this was his longest stay at Xihua Peak.
He is confident that he does not owe Tiandi or Cangya, but if he wants to say that he has nothing to do in his life, he feels that he owes Jun Yu after all.
When the eldest apprentice came back with him, he was only six or seven years old. He led people to ride clouds and did not know how to block the wind.
These Jun Yu will not talk to him. It was all because of this time that he revisited the experience and slowly understood.
As he said to Yin Biyue, he is really not a good master.
When Jun Yu accompanies him to practice swordsmanship, he takes his hand. Every time he follows him down the mountain, he takes his hand, as if he is afraid that he will get tired and that he will get lost. I don't know where I learned the craft, and I often make gadgets for him. Wei Jingfeng is really a young man. He got tired of playing for two days, but he saved up and didn't throw it away.
Jun Yu is far better than him.
"I remember when you first went up the mountain when you were young. I learned to talk with you. You can talk a lot in a day, but why are you backing down now?"
"Nothing to say on weekdays, and no one to say, will naturally regress."
Juggernaut thought that this is not good, it seems that speaking is the same as practicing. If you don't advance in a boat against the current, you will retreat. You have to practice again.
So everything starts over.
For the great practitioners, more than ten years of time are nothing but white horses passing through the gaps and spending a lot of time drunk.
Wei Jingfeng turned into a handsome young man in a blink of an eye. Time has not left a trace on him.
The realm gradually recovered, and he had to travel down the mountain with his sword in his arms again, and he no longer needed his apprentice to accompany him.
In March, Spring Mountain is like a smile.
Jun Yu sent him to the front of the mountain road of Xihua Peak, and watched his back go farther and farther, until it became a vague outline under the blue sky.
When I turned back alone and sat in front of the desk wiping my sword, I suddenly felt that these more than ten years were just a big dream.
After waking up from the dream, the world is the same, nothing is different.
As a disciple, he listened carefully to every word of the master and put it into practice.
Just one thing, he never agreed with.
"Xi Huafeng is home, it shouldn't be the cage that traps you. Don't put yourself under shackles."
That person never knows.
Cangya Mountain is not a cage, and Xihuafeng is not a shackle.
The only one who can really trap him is Jianshengwei Jingfeng.
Jun Yu slowly wiped his sword, Chun Shan smiled as smooth as water, reflecting the chill between his brows.
Suddenly there was a gust of wind behind him, the bright light was blocked, and the room suddenly darkened.
He turned around, looking slightly surprised,
"Aren't you going to see heaven and earth?"
Juggernaut touched his nose, a little embarrassed,
"It's gone, it's nothing interesting, it's better to see you."