After rebirth, I became a role model for thousands of people

Xiao Yunjin seems to be very busy in the past few days. In order to maintain balance, one of the six great aristocratic families must have a post in the Zhongzhou Academy. After Wei Ze's death, his position will be vacant, and the other person will naturally come from the Xie family, but the Xie family After procrastinating for so long, no final conclusion has been made.

In the end, it was the Xie family who were not optimistic about Zhongzhou Academy.

Xiao Yunjin didn't say anything, but the seat was always reserved for them.

In addition to this matter, Xiao Yunjin ordered someone to investigate why Feixuezhehua suddenly broke into everyone's sight.

Nowadays, there are so-called "authentic sword manuals" appearing in various parts of the Five Realms. This is by no means a normal phenomenon. He ordered people to trace the source, but found that the first person who started this upsurge was in a small town in northern Xinjiang. It seemed to be a casual cultivator. He claimed that he was once a descendant of the Qing sect, and was fortunate to have seen the flying snow and folding flowers danced by the real Wu Nian. After so many years of retreat and hard thinking, he silently wrote the flying snow and folding flowers.

That night, some people had the audacity to commit murder and seize treasure.

On the second day, everyone found that the casual cultivator had returned to the west, and they all realized it later.

That's Flying Snow and Folding Flowers. If you master this sword style, you will be able to stand up in the five realms.Everyone in the small town began to look for the lost Feixue Zhehua.

From this, no one can tell whether it is true or false, but the entire five realms are messed up because of the sudden appearance of flying snow and flowers.

The man at the source was dead, Xiao Yunjin rubbed his slightly painful forehead.

There is no way to find any further backtracking, which makes Xiao Yunjin very suspicious that someone with a heart is not deliberately fueling the flames.

It was already late at night, he carried the lantern and slowly returned to the courtyard.

Since the Gu poison on his body was removed, his eyesight has also improved, and he can see the blurred outlines like a normal person even in the dark at night, but he has not said it all the time.

Because sometimes walking at night, Qin Changyuan would take his eyes into consideration and walk slowly while holding his hand.

At this moment, Xiao Yun could now follow behind Qin Changyuan, looking at his snow-white and slender neck illuminated by the moonlight, and listening to Qin Changyuan's low and gentle voice.

He won't say it.

Holding the lantern, Xiao Yunjin gently pushed open the door of the small courtyard, only to find that Qin Changyuan had already fallen asleep.

The candles in the house were not extinguished, leaving a light for him.Under the dim and jumping warm light, Qin Changyuan huddled under the quilt, his long black hair spread out on the bed, his sleeping appearance was not very good, he had the habit of kicking the quilt, and his collar was irregular , a small piece of chest was exposed in the air, and the wings of the nose fluttered slightly, as well-behaved as a small animal.

Xiao Yunjin couldn't help but his heart softened, and he gently covered him with the quilt.

Unexpectedly, Qin Changyuan was dishonest in his sleep, so he climbed up along his hand, hummed softly, found a comfortable position for himself, hugged his arm and fell asleep.

Xiao Yunjin smiled helplessly, he took off his coat, tried not to wake Qin Changyuan up, gently put his arms around his waist from behind, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The academy has officially given the disciples a holiday, and some disciples choose to stay in the academy to continue their cultivation.

Qin Changyuan looked at the almost empty dining room, and coughed lightly: "Yun Jin, I have something to tell you."

Xiao Yunjin put down his chopsticks slowly, raised his eyes and listened carefully to what he said.

Qin Changyuan was a little embarrassed. He stared at the porridge bowl in front of him, and finally said: "I, I may need to retreat for a while."

Xiao Yunjin's expression didn't change. He held a shrimp meatball to Qin Changyuan and said, "How long will it take?"

Qin Changyuan was a little afraid to say it, he stared at the shrimp meatballs in the bowl in a daze.

Xiao Yunjin looked at him patiently.

"If it goes well, it will take..." Qin Changyuan's Adam's apple twitched, and he put the numbers on the tabloid, "It will take three or four years."

His original plan was five years, which happened to be the year he graduated, but he was worried that Xiao Yunjin would not agree, so he shortened the talk by two years.

Xiao Yunjin narrowed his pupils slightly and looked at him silently.

Qin Changyuan said: "There is going to be a small calamity, I will retreat and concentrate on cultivation, you don't have to worry, I'm fine."

Xiao Yunjin couldn't hear Du Jie's words the most now, he seemed to be in a bad mood, and his voice sank a lot: "Then what are you going to do with your studies these few years?"

Qin Changyuan blinked: "Isn't there still you?"

"My biggest backer is Mr. Xue Gong, which instructor dares to let me fail?"

But Xiao Yunjin insisted on competing with him: "I will let you not pass."

Qin Changyuan said: "I haven't been practicing all the time these past few years. Occasionally I'll be lazy and come out to see you, okay?"

Xiao Yun couldn't be fooled by him, he looked straight at him: "If you want to cultivate, you have to concentrate, why retreat if you give up halfway?"

Qin Changyuan pursed his lips. His apprentice has grown up, so it's not easy to be deceived.

Xiao Yunjin really had no intention of obstructing it, but if Qin Changyuan really retreated for four years, he couldn't imagine how he would live these four years.He had waited for the past 500 years, but these mere four years made him feel like the end of the world.

"Yunjin, how about you promise me a year if I kiss you?"

Seeing that Xiao Yunjin was sitting still, Qin Chang wished to play tricks, deliberately taking advantage of no one's attention, put his arms on the table, and kissed Xiao Yunjin's eyes from a distance: "If you agree to the deal we made just now, it's okay to kiss now." Give it to you for free."

Xiao Yunjin's eyes darkened a little, looking at Qin Changyuan without speaking.

Qin Changyuan smiled, and lightly pecked Xiao Yun's lips: "It's been a year."

Xiao Yunjin directly pressed Qin Changyuan, he couldn't help it, but he couldn't help it after seeing Qin Changyuan's smiling eyes.

"Forget it, you can retreat for as many years as you want."

He can't let Qin Changyuan go on like this, otherwise he can't guarantee whether he will find some high-sounding reasons to make Qin Changyuan not go anywhere.

Qin Changyuan smiled, put his arms around Xiao Yunjin's neck and kissed him, and said, "Yunjin is the most obedient."

The reason why Qin Changyuan didn't tell Xiao Yunjin the real purpose of the retreat was because he didn't have any idea.

Feixue Zhehua is not something that can be written casually. He never tried it back then, but all ended in failure.

It's because he couldn't find the true meaning of Flying Snow and Folding Flowers.

There are all phenomena in the mind of a practitioner of Taoism, but there is only one true meaning, which is the image that supports him to enter Taoism.

If you can't understand all the dharmas in the world, and you are obsessed with them, you will have a demon in your mind.

Back then, Qin Changyuan had a sudden realization at the peak of his life and created the sword move Flying Snow and Folding Flowers. For so many years, he never realized where that realization came from through himself.

He retreated this time to give himself a chance.

The Qing emperor was far away in the western border, and he didn't know how much benefit the blood-sacrificing array had brought to the Qing emperor, but the current Qing emperor was by no means the big monster who only wanted to fight.

Time bestowed on him a lot, making him a frightening "Emperor of the Qing Dynasty".

The situation is not optimistic.

And in the early years, the Qing emperor had already figured out his ways and weaknesses in several battles. The Qing emperor had become stronger and stronger, but he was still standing still.

There is a mountain cave in the Zhongzhou Academy, which is full of spiritual energy, and it is quiet and undisturbed, and the inside is ice and snow, tempering the mind.

When Qin Changyuan was about to enter the cave, Xiao Yunjin suddenly stopped him.

"Long Wish, can you give me a dance of Flying Snow and Folding Flowers?"

Qin Changyuan raised his eyebrows: "You should know what it means to dance out of snow and fold flowers?"

Xiao Yunjin looked at him quietly.

Qin Changyuan turned around quickly, and said while running far away, "I'll show you when I come out!"

Xiao Yunjin saw the mountain gate closed from a distance, and there was some reluctance in his eyes, and then a helpless smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yun knows Qin Changyuan well now, he knows that Qin Changyuan said four years, but in fact it was far more than that.

He was ready to wait ten years.

The ice and snow in the mountain cave is similar to the peak of the three lives many years ago. The first thing Qin Changyuan did when he started the retreat was not to activate the spiritual power in his body, but to try to reproduce that day.

A strange scene suddenly appeared on the top of the Three Lives, half of which was snow, and half of which was flowers, Qin Changyuan suddenly had a feeling.

Qin Changyuan got stuck here.

What will happen to him when a miracle occurs?

Cherish, love, marvel.

He wanted this spectacle to last forever.

He has many things that he cherishes and cherishes, such as his own sword and memories from the past.

There is also Xiao Yunjin, a person he cherishes.

Qin Changyuan seems to have finally found the key to it. He walked in the world, saying that he was full of worries, but he didn't touch the root.

He thought it was a sense of responsibility that made him bear the burden, but now he seemed to understand a little bit more.

It's about cherishing what he loves.

He wants to use his meager power to protect what he loves.

Flying snow folds flowers, the truth is guarding.

If it costs my life, I will not hesitate.

Qin Changyuan spent five whole days sorting out the key points, writing like a god.

The first style of Flying Snow and Folding Flowers: the end of the night and the dawn.

Qin Chang is willing to condense his spiritual power and primordial spirit in his brush strokes. Each stroke is his painstaking effort, condensing endless true meaning.Qin Changyuan spent three days writing the first form.

All five senses are clear in the first form. The moment Qin Changyuan wrote, a thunderstorm descended from the nine heavens, piercing through the layers of restraints in the cave, and directly smashing Qin Changyuan's heavenly cover.

Chu Yunjian came out in response to the sound, blocking the menacing thunder for Qin Changyuan.

Qin Changyuan could not be distracted, he swallowed a bigu pill, and continued to write the second formula.

The second style of Flying Snow and Folding Flowers: Echoes in the empty valley.

The second form, Qin Changyuan, has been written for half a month, and the moment it was written, two lightning tribulations fell in response.

Qin Changyuan was a little tired. By blocking the thunder, he took the opportunity to think and hardly gave his brain a moment to rest.

The spiritual power in the body circulated to the extreme, and the two silver-purple thunderbolts dispersed in response.

The third type: no wind in the mountains and forests.

The fourth type: Hao Xue Yin Frost.

The fifth type: three thousand flying pengs.

The sixth type: endless night.

The seventh type: river lights.

The eighth type: Flying snow and folding flowers.

After finishing the eight formulas, Qin Changyuan endured 120 and eight lightning calamities.

He wrote it for seven years.

He seems to be unable to understand the imagery in the seventh form. He has written it for five years, and the most difficult move, Flying Snow and Folding Flowers, has only been written for two years.

At the moment when the last stroke of the sword manual of "Flying Snow and Folding Flowers" was completed, the sky was bright, the stars and the moon hid their traces, and a vision was born. At that time, Xiao Yunjin was discussing countermeasures with the elders of the academy. Elder Qi twirled his gray beard and sighed: "Something extraordinary has been born."

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels, Bo Ha!