Immortal Sword Master

It was snowing heavily.

The two of them walked in the flying snow, and walked straight up to the frozen lake.

While walking, Xiao Lingling turned her head and smiled like a flower from time to time, looking at Lin Xin who was following up.

Suddenly she slipped and almost fell, Lin Xin appeared like lightning and hugged her in his arms.

Are you okay? Be careful, it's slippery here.

Xiao Lingling didn't move any more, she looked up at his face from his arms, and gently reached out her hand to touch it.

Brother Xin, if one day I leave, will you be sad for me?

What are you talking about? Lin Xin's heart trembled, and he said with a smile, Why did you leave? We still have a long way to go together...what are you talking about?

Xiao Lingling didn't smile, but lowered her eyes. Gently broke free from his arms, slowly turned like a diva, and gently slid away on the ice.

With her dancing steps, her white coat is like a cloud of smoke, slowly turning and moving on the ice, like a dream.

Lin Xin gently lifted the jade flute, and the deep and clear flute sounded slowly, catering to the rhythm, but the eyes that looked at her became more and more gentle.

The beauty is like jade, and the sound of the flute is crisp, as if the whole villa is filled with the atmosphere of the two of them.

Thousands of mountains are covered with snow, and the lights are like smoke, which is the smoke in the world...

Love and kindness are heavy, and the beautiful scenery on a good day is like a flash in the pan...

Amidst the light and melodious singing, Xiao Lingling's swift dancing posture was lightly reflected in Lin Xin's clear pupils.

He closed his eyes slowly unconsciously, immersed in the interweaving of singing and flute.

A gust of wind blew by, and suddenly on the big tree in the yard, countless yellow dead leaves suddenly loosened along with the snow, and slowly fell like raindrops.

The corners of Xiao Lingling's mouth curled up slightly, no matter what her dancing posture was. Both eyes were always looking in Lin Xin's direction.

Countless light spots slowly emanated from her body, and the real body gradually began to turn translucent, but she didn't notice it at all.

In my mind, I recalled the scene when I saw Lin Xin for the first time.

Across the crowd, I saw that clean and gentle scholar man.

During the trial, the gentle glance before the bonfire.

Gently wrapping his arms around his waist, he jumped up. The way it looks when it's killing enemies.

Countless bits and pieces of knowing each other for so many years...

Brother Xin...

Slowly stopping the dance, she walked towards Lin Xin gently.

I never regret, everything in the trial...never regret...

At last she showed a smile, and with a bang, Xiao Lingling's whole body suddenly exploded, shattered into countless white light spots, and began to scatter in the ice all around.

Lin Xin dared not open his eyes. Just playing the flute lightly, a line of tears slowly flowed down from the corner of his eyes.

On the white and flawless lake, the sound of the flute rang for an unknown amount of time.

Lin Xinyuan stood beside the flowers by the lake for an unknown how long, watching Xiao Lingling slowly disperse. She unconsciously grasped the flower branch with one hand, and her eyes were a little moist.

Looking at Lin Xin standing in the center of the lake, he recalled the scenes that Xiao Lingling mentioned in those last days.

Don't worry... sister, I will take good care of big brother...

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The sound of the flute is low. Opening his eyes, Lin Xin gently looked at Xiao Lingling in front of him.

Are you tired from dancing?

Xiao Lingling just smiled. Nod slightly.

Let's go back....

Lin Xin said softly. Holding Lingling's hand, she walked towards the backyard room of her residence.

Brother.

Lin Xinyuan and a group of old people in the villa were already standing by the lake. Lin Xin glanced over and saw a hint of worry in his father Lin Xinwen's eyes. Mother Zhao Yuniang's hair is also gray, and she also has a sad face. Even everyone else looked at him with worried expressions.

What's the matter with you? Lingling and I just went to enjoy the snow and try out dances. Why do we have such expressions?

Brother... Lin Xinyuan stepped forward, Sister Lingling...she has already...

Isn't she just standing behind me? Lin Xin interrupted him, but tears were already pouring out of his eyes unconsciously. Isn't she standing behind me all the time?

He tightly held Xiao Lingling's hand behind him, but there was still a gentle smile on his face, but the tears couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Brother... Lin Xinyuan lowered her head and covered her mouth, not daring to look at him again.

Thousands of mountains are covered with snow, the lights are like smoke, it is the smoke in the world... Lin Xin slowly repeated and muttered, and when he turned around, he saw Xiao Lingling still looking at him gently, still so beautiful, So delicate and charming.

Streams of aura continued to surge wildly from the body, and the Mind-Eye Sword Dao, which had been created for too long, seemed to understand many things that were previously impossible to break through.

Each checkpoint is like a divine aid, advancing by leaps and bounds, and the aura in the body begins to circulate at a high speed along a strange and inexplicable route.

Jiyang Scroll, Returning to Yuan Jue, Tianyi Sword Jue, Slaughtering Sword Art, and thousands of other sword arts, all of which are integrated into the route in a unique way.

Love and kindness are heavy, and the beautiful scenery on a good day is like a flash in the pan...

Lin Xin's eyes were clear and hazy for a while, as if he understood something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

He smiled softly at Xiao Lingling, and led her slowly into his yard in front of everyone.

The big tree in the yard disappeared without a trace, leaving only fallen leaves and snow on the ground.

Standing in front of the big tree, Lin Xin looked up at the empty space.

close your eyes.

Open it again.

The big tree still stands in its original position. The green pines are still standing upright, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

Lingling, look, aren't you doing well? He smiled.

There was no sound behind him.

In a flash before his eyes, the big tree disappeared without a trace, and he turned around abruptly, but Xiao Lingling was also gone.

The cold wind blew past, and for a while there was only the rustling of leaves being blown.

A strong sense of sadness kept stirring in his heart, slowly condensing along the tumbling spiritual energy. Lin Xin closed his eyes, and Xiao Lingling reappeared. Open your eyes and everything disappears.

Hehe... He couldn't help laughing.

Illusion and reality overlap and repeat constantly, and the eyes are sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

The blood-red aura unconsciously diffused, and the touched flowers, plants and trees seemed to be roasted by flames. Slowly wither and turn black.

As the aura spreads wider and wider, its color gradually turns black.

boom! !

The aura swept and exploded, turning into a black vortex, spinning around at high speed with Lin Xin's body as the core.

The people who were looking at him worriedly from a distance were also shocked, and they all retreated away.

Countless leaves, branches, and gravel were rolled up by the aura, and they revolved around Lin Xin at high speed.

choke! !

The sound of the sword spread. Startled the whole villa.

Master! Nan Shunqing flew over from a distance, and was shocked when he saw it. This kind of aura...what's going on!?

In another yard in the distance.

Lin Duan also walked out of the room slowly, looking at the whirling aura in the inner courtyard. teacher....

She looked down at the half-embroidered flower and bird embroidery in her hand, her eyes were also sad.

Lin Luo slowly walked out of the shadows, looking at the black aura silently.

Did you see it? Lin Zhen appeared behind him, I really envy...Daddy and Mother...

He fanned his face to cover his face, and no one could see the tearful face below.

Aren't you going? Lin Luo looked back at him.

So what if we go? Actually, we all know...Mother's today is the last day. Only Dad is kept in the dark.

Lin Zhen said in a low voice.

I, Lin Zhen, promised my mother that today belongs only to the two of them.

Do you know what I promised? Lin Luo suddenly said, his voice was indifferent, but if Lin Duan was here, he could hear that he was extremely depressed.

You don't need to tell me. I don't want to know. Lin Zhen turned around. Putting away the fan, Mother passed away peacefully, we should be happy, what do you look like with such mournful faces?

...... Lin Luo didn't know how to comfort him.

I never imagined that Mr. Shan would be in such an embarrassing day. Lin Zhen couldn't help laughing suddenly. It's just that there is a little bit of crystal dripping from the chin, but he doesn't know it at all.

Boom!

suddenly. The black aura suddenly dissipated in the distance.

In the center, Lin Xin is holding a red flower sword. The blade of the sword has turned into a strange jet black at some point, and a red line in the middle extends from the hilt to the tip of the sword. A strong sense of sadness permeated from the blade.

The way of the mind and the eye... Lin Xin looked at the blade in his hand. I was speechless for a while, this red flower sword was once named by Xiao Lingling herself, she likes red flowers the most, so she named it the red flower sword. At this time, it seemed like a whirlpool was absorbing the black mutated aura he had just had.

The alienated aura of the mind-eye kendo gradually matched with the red flower sword refined with painstaking efforts. The changes in the red flower sword actually reflected the changes in his body at the moment.

Love, heart, sword. He held the long sword horizontally, and slowly wiped it away with his fingers, one after another rune slowly lit up on the red flower sword, and the faint red light reflected on his face.

A mysterious and indescribable feeling flashed through his heart. Love is like a mirror, reflected in his heart, and then reflected on the sword.

Is this the second level of Sword Dao...Sword Intent...

The painting is like a sword, and the red flower sword comes out of its sheath silently, turning into a red cloud and slowly dancing around Lin Xin.

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months later...

Plum Blossom School, White Feather Cliff

In the dark cave.

An Ying sat quietly beside a big bean lamp, behind her was a slowly rotating white stone disc, on which faint and delicate symbol patterns flashed. In the middle is a triangular black crystal inlaid.

A trace of black air diffused from the turntable, and penetrated into An Ying's mouth and nose from both sides of her body.

Master...

A girl in red with a ponytail came out from the darkness, and looked at the jade slip in her hand with some concern.

The news that Master asked for this month has arrived...

Why don't you bring it? An Ying opened her eyes and gave her a stern look.

But... The girl wanted to say something, but the jade slip in her hand had already been captured by An Ying.

After receiving the jade slip, An Ying's consciousness penetrated into it, but her expression froze for a moment.

The atmosphere in the dark room suddenly froze.

Dead... dead?

With a snap, the jade slip in An Ying's hand exploded, and traces of sharp and hateful sword energy slowly diffused out, which was also sword intent.

Master... Another woman in red also came out of the darkness, looking at An Ying worriedly.

Hehehe....It's actually dead...that's right... An Ying's face was full of hatred, joy, and even a trace of pity.

Back then, I couldn't figure out why he would choose an ordinary person with no cultivation... Now I understand a little... (to be continued ~^~)