The last winter snow has fallen.
The gate of Jiuxuanmen stands on the mountain that has existed since ancient times, and birds and clouds pass through it. Ever since the tower guard disciples of the Nine Profound Sect who had been scattered throughout the Jin and Tang Dynasty withdrew one after another, everyone could clearly feel the tense atmosphere that was on the verge of breaking out.
As time went by, the number of disciples who retreated to the Nine Profound Gate became fewer and fewer, and their expressions became more and more serious. Gradually, traces of blood began to appear on their bodies. And the team led by Jun Wanbai, Li Banfeng and Chu Zhiyuan who had withdrawn not long ago. Everyone in the team they led looked exhausted, their bodies were covered with blood, and they carried the murderous aura and tense feeling unique to them after fighting for a long time.
Everyone knows that something is about to happen.
Jun Wanbai and his party were already in a state of embarrassment, but what was even more embarrassing than them was the team that arrived at the mountain gate led by two elders whom the disciples of the Nine Profound Sect did not know. Several people in this team knew the disciples of Jiuxuanmen, the fat man who brought the coffins of Zhou Wen'an and others to Jiuxuanmen not long ago, the elder sister of Hehuanzong, and the Mingxin monk of Fanyin Pavilion.
Seeing the robes of the Jiuzhou Bank worn by those seriously injured disciples, the disciples of Jiuxuanmen vaguely understood what this pedestrian was about.
Soon some elders came out to take the team in. The elders were all in a hurry with serious expressions. Although the disciples had countless questions in their hearts, they didn't dare to ask them.
Xuanshuang Peak.
"Master."
Bai Li shyly greeted Jun Wanbai who walked up the main peak with a sword on his back. There was a bit of joy in her heart, just like a child who wants to tell the adults to be praised after completing a remarkable thing. She wanted to tell the senior sister what happened when she followed Elder Qin to the territory of the Qi Qin Dynasty not long ago.
She is no longer just a little girl who can only follow behind her senior sister and knows nothing, she can help her senior sister now.
"Junior Sister Bai." Jun Wanbai stopped and nodded to Bai Li.
Bai Lifa looked a little tired, as if she had something on her mind.
The words that I wanted to say turned around, and Bai Li asked, "Senior Sister, what's the matter?"
"Master... is she there?"
Jun Wanbai raised her head, looked at the familiar Xuanshuangfeng, with a somewhat dazed expression, and finally asked.
"Master, I was in retreat a few days ago."
Bai Li frowned, and there was some doubt in his heart, Bai Yuanxiu hadn't appeared in front of them for a while. The external explanation is that Bai Yuanxiu is retreating, but at this time, how could Bai Yuanxiu suddenly retreat. A few days ago, the Qi and Qin Dynasty and their party were led by Elder Qin who has always called the disciples of Jiuxuanmen to retreat.
Bai Li vaguely understood that Bai Yuanxiu, like Elder Qin, was probably carrying out some extremely important secret mission.
"Like This… "
Jun Wanbai just wanted to say something.
"Late white."
Just when Jun Wanbai was hesitating, a stern voice sounded. Jun Wanbai and Bai Li looked around and saw Bai Yuanxiu, who was dressed the same as usual, walking towards them.
Bai Yuanxiu looked the same as usual, but Jun Wanbai keenly noticed a hint of haggardness in Master's complexion. She seemed to have tried her best to suppress it, but she still couldn't hide her tiredness and haggardness. Jun Wanbai's expression instantly became serious.
Master was injured, and the injury was serious.
With Bai Yuanxiu's cultivation base, even though she tried her best to suppress her, she would still notice something strange, which proves that the injury must be serious.
Before Jun Wanbai could ask anything, Bai Yuanxiu had already turned to look at Bai Li: "I have something to say to your senior sister, you go to practice your sword first."
Her tone was steady, as usual.
Bai Li glanced at the elder sister, then at Bai Yuanxiu, not daring to disobey his master's wishes, he agreed and left. Immediately, only Jun Wanbai and Bai Yuanxiu were left in the Luomei Courtyard of Xuanshuang Peak.
"Master, are you injured?"
Jun asked in vain.
Bai Yuanxiu obviously didn't want to say more about this matter, so he said a little hurt, and then asked Jun Wanbai: "What's the matter?"
"I..." Jun Wanbai gritted her teeth, she stretched out her hand and slowly untied the pair of swords that Bai Yuanxiu had given her at the beginning, and handed them to Bai Yuanxiu with both hands, "Please... Master, please take this back. "
The moment the sword was undone, Jun Wanbai felt empty in her heart. She lowered her eyes and didn't look to see what Master was.
Does Master know that she is a seed? Does Master know the truth of what happened back then? What kind of decision will Master make? ... A series of questions weighed on Jun Wanbai's mind. Taking the initiative to speak to Master and tell everything was something she had thought about for a long time before finally deciding to do it. It's just that I can't say anything all the time.
She had really been just a coward running away.
She is afraid.
I am afraid that the master who is strict but actually cares about them will not reprimand her for practicing swordsmanship too eagerly; I am afraid that Bai Li and the others will not look at her with trusting eyes; I am afraid that no one will call her "Senior Sister" again from now on; I am afraid that I will not be able to lead the mountains of Jiuxuanmen from the peaks.
"reason."
Bai Yuanxiu's voice was still so calm, Jun Wanbai lowered his eyes and couldn't see her expression.
She was silent for a while, and finally spoke in a low voice, and when she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was a little hoarse.
"I am the seed."
The most terrible thing was said, and the rest seemed less difficult. Jun Wanbai blinked slowly, suppressing the inexplicable sourness in her heart, and told everything. From the "father"-like shadow in the first dreams, to the nightmare I had during the trip to the secret realm, which finally awakened the ancient formation, to the time when the senior sister turned to face those ferocious black snakes, and was teleported out. Secret...
It was a bit difficult at first, but then it became less difficult.
She maintained her tone and kept her voice from trembling. As these things that had been hidden in her heart for a long time were finally uttered, Jun Wanbai inexplicably felt a long-lost sense of relief.
People who are burdened with sin, even if no one knows about the sin, but as long as they remember it, they will never be able to live happily.
After finishing the last sentence, Jun Wanbai silently waited for the final judgment.
—Long belated, long evaded judgment.
There was a long silence.
The surroundings became very quiet, so quiet that there was no wind, no sound, only his own heavy heartbeat. For the first time, Jun Wanbai realized that the sword in her hand was so heavy that she had to use all her strength to keep her hands from shaking.
finally.
With a light hand.
The double swords were picked up.
The weight on his hands disappeared, and his heart became empty, Jun Wanbai lowered his hands.
She stared at the stone on the ground and said in a low voice, "Please... teacher..."
She paused, and swallowed the word "Master" that she habitually wanted to say.
"Please deal with the elders."
There was a long silence.
"Elder... You haven't left the teacher yet, so you're in such a hurry to change your words?" Suddenly, a sneer fell into Jun Wanbai's ears, Bai Yuanxiu drew out the sword, looked at the blood condensed on the sword, and shook the sword back with his wrist into the sheath, "Do you think that your little concealment skills can be hidden from the eyes of the head?"
As if a shock had exploded in his mind, Jun Wanbai raised his head in astonishment, and stared at Bai Yuanxiu in a daze.
Bai Yuanxiu didn't explain more.
"I don't want to get back what I sent out."
She said coldly, with a flick of her wrist, the two swords with their scabbards slammed into the ground with a clang. Bai Yuanxiu turned around and walked in the direction of Biyong Pavilion.
"... Master?"
Jun Wanbai's choked up voice came from behind.
Bai Yuanxiu didn't turn his head back: "Go to practice sword."
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The young man in black robe sat quietly in the empty secret room.
This is a secret place in the depths of the main peak of Jiuxuanmen. The four thick walls are made of ancient bronze, and the words of the Chaos Era are engraved on the bronze wall. The presence on the wall makes this space vaguely distorted.
Baili Shu sat leaning against the thick bronze wall.
His face was as pale as ice and snow, without a trace of blood.
There is no trace of expression.
If you look carefully, you will have an illusion, as if there is a ghostly shadow of a pale phoenix imprinted in the bottom of his quiet eyes.
long time.
In this dead silent chamber, both time and space seem to become silent and slow, like a meandering glacier.
Baili Shu lowered his eyes, he looked at his hand.
The golden longbow rested quietly in his hand, and the sunset bow was still like the past, releasing warmth. However, Baili Shu only felt a lingering chill.
He remembered what happened in Yanmen County.
In the empty hall, Elder Ye Yi looked at him and said, I just want to ask you a question.
- What will you guard? Justice, or what
At that time he did not answer.
How can there be any justice in this world, and he has never been a good person—a good person who abandoned his former companions and gave orders to seal them
He had blood on his hands, just doing what he was supposed to do.
Because... what he wants to protect is... order!
Suddenly, Baili Shu laughed softly.
In this place where no one can see, he smiled lowly, alone, smiling, raised his head, and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.
What kind of patriarch is he, and what kind of good person is he
He is nothing.
Outside the secret room, Yi Heping folded his hands in his sleeves, his back was facing the heavy door of the secret room, and stood alone by the gate engraved with ancient formations. The torch made of mermaid oil inserted next to the gate burned slowly, as if it would stay lit until the end of the world.
Yi Heping stood silently, his face flickered by the firelight.
The author has something to say: the little brother Baili who is leaning against the wall and covering his eyes with his hands.