The long love of the ancient sword

The drizzle made my clothes wet.

On Cangwu Mountain, a hundred miles away from Jiangdu, in a gazebo built by the nearby Orion mountain people.

Chang Yi sat quite comfortably on the stone bench for people to rest, his white and transparent fingers plucked the strings from time to time, making this thousand-year-old qin emit clear and clear single sounds from time to time; Next to it, a little thing with blue wings on its back and a tender orange body is holding a red fruit and eating its mouth full of juice, and from time to time it makes two intimate calls to Chang Yi.

"I know you have made a lot of contributions." Chang Yi used his fingers to gently tug a little hair on the head of the little thing, "If it weren't for the amazing oranges in my house, it wouldn't be so easy to find the heart-breathing grass!"

I would like to add that this little guy named Chengzi is a young five poisonous beast.

The small mini figure is not big enough for half of Chang Yi's palm.

"Uh~~~Uh~~~~"

Cheng Zi, who was praised, nodded cheerfully, and the little hair on his head became more energetic.

Compared with Cheng Zi's cheerful and carefree, Chang Yi's mood is like this drizzle, shrouded in gloom.

Even though she knew that the rainy and humid weather was not suitable for maintaining the guqin, she still moved out the sound of the Great Sage in the ventilated place outside.

As for her "flashy" flight of the sword when she finally left Huamanlou, it should be able to make Huamanlou's business flourish for a while and make Jinniang a lot of money, right?

Forget it, now it can be said that Jinniang's gift of medicine to her is over, and she doesn't need to care about anything after that.

It depends on the means of that business woman.

"Um..."

Chengzi gnawed at the fruit and let out a cry of happiness.

Looking at the carefree little orange, as if thinking of something, the cloud in Chang Yi's heart is even worse than before.

Tu Su's evil spirit became worse every year, and the brother's immortal body couldn't do anything about it.

Destiny and four souls...

Clank...clank...

"He pointed his sword at the sky, a foot in the breeze, and put on his wide sleeves

Freely floating clouds fly across thousands of autumns

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, scattered the wine in the wind and the blue hair

A son's mistakes are full of troubles

Heaven bears me, I would rather become a demon

Love, hatred, madness, each rest

Yellow Springs and Blue Falls, My Lord is Soaring

Looking back again, heaven and earth have me

Why bother why follow the sky forever

A hundred years later Shaohua Baishou

It's better to let go of Yi Jiang's sorrow

Stepping on the moon to toast with me

He smiles brightly in the sky

He dare not resist with a single sword

Sigh only sigh ten years of ice

hate only hate heaven

Who is as passionate as me in the distance

Heaven bears me, I would rather become a demon

It's better to go back than to rest in the endless world

There are faintly thatched cottages at the end of the rice fields

He smiles brightly in the sky

He dare not resist with a single sword

Sigh only sigh ten years of ice

hate only hate heaven

Why bother to obey the orders of the sky all my life

A hundred years later Shaohua Baishou

Why don't you let him go

Come back from the moon and raise a glass with me"

With the heartbeat, a piano sound flows out from the girl's fingertips, accompanied by the girl's pure and ethereal voice, sweeping and whirling in the empty and quiet valley.

At the end of the song, Chang Yi couldn't help but sigh softly.

Xuan Xiao refused to accept her fate, and she was also unwilling to accept her fate, so she gave up seeking a way to rescue the evil spirit...

But Xuan Xiao went from the way of immortality to the way of magic, he has almost infinite years to get rid of the shackles of Donghai; as for her younger brother Tusu, with a mortal body, not to mention the time it takes to cultivate an immortal, he can even take five years with his evil spirit. Can't afford to wait!

Time flies, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

The time passing by Tu Su is not only dozens of times the "golden time" of others!

"who?!"

A little movement behind her awakened Chang Yi, who was immersed in worry, she looked back and asked vigilantly, and drew her sword out of its sheath.The deep mountains in the world of Xianxia have never been a safe place. Although there are no famous monsters in this Cangwu Mountain, there are also some little monsters who are not long-sighted or wise.

An apricot-yellow figure slowly stepped into Chang Yi's eyes.

"My servant, Ouyang Shaogong, has disturbed the girl's elegance."

Chang Yi looked at the gentle and refined young man in front of him.

He has a handsome face, eyes full of light, and a gentle and elegant smile on his lips. He is tall and tall, and the ordinary apricot-yellow Taoist robe can give him a graceful and elegant demeanor.

A show of talent.

"Chu Changyi. Mr. Ouyang, please be polite."

Chang Yi put away his saber, and nodded to this young man named Ouyang Shaogong.

There's no way, she really doesn't respond well to terms like "little girl" and "poor dao", so I can only omit the subject and introduce myself directly—because of this, she often receives strange looks from others after going down the mountain—— Fortunately, she is a cultivator of immortals, and others will not talk too much when they see her in a dainty Taoist uniform.

"Miss Chu."

Ouyang Shaogong nodded with a smile, his expression was not the slightest bit different from Chang Yi's words - this made her feel better when she was disturbed.

"It's Chang Yi's attitude that was just too extreme," Chang Yi smiled, his eyes gliding over Ouyang Shaogong's half-wet skirt, "Did Mr. Ouyang also come here to shelter from the rain? The rain seems to be coming for a while..."

As she spoke, she turned sideways and made a gesture of "please come in".

"Thank you."

The gentle and smiling young man in apricot clothes sat down on the stone bench beside Chang Yi with a dignified demeanor.

"Miss Chu," Ouyang Shaogong said, with a clear and masculine voice, "Fortunately, the qin music you just played is really a good one."

"Young Master Ouyang, you are too polite. It's just a casual song. I don't think it's a good work."

Chang Yi shrugged casually, with a look of indifference.Although it is a casual composition, she herself also loves this song composed for Xuan Xiao by fans in her previous life...however, when she plays it casually, what follows is not joy but full of worry.

"..."

As if aware of Ouyang Shaogong's hesitation, Chang Yi turned his head and looked at the gentlemanly young man in front of him, curious about his hesitation towards her when they first met her.

Anyway, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while, so let's just pass the time.

and……

Chang Yi sniffed the tip of his nose, and suddenly became interested.

The fragrance of the elixir on this Young Master Ouyang is quite strong!maybe……

"...Miss Chu is a person who cultivates Taoism and seeks immortality?" Ouyang Shaogong continued after seeing Chang Yi nodded, "...Forgive me for taking the liberty, since the girl is cultivating immortals and asking, the meaning in the song seems to be contrary to..."

Ouyang Shaogong didn't continue talking.

But how could Chang Yi not know the question in his unfinished words, the reverence and worship of the gods by the ancients, especially the cultivators in the world of xianxia, ​​is something that she, who grew up in the modern society, cannot understand at all.

Even though she was in Tianyong City with senior brother Ziyin covering her, she could eat everywhere, she never let out a single bit of disrespectful words to God, otherwise if she didn't mention others, it is estimated that her big backer senior brother would be the first to let her go. She went to think about it and regret it!

But this Mr. Ouyang who looks like a gentleman in front of him, seeing that he is still sitting upright and calm and calm, she seems to be able to say without being too cautious...

"This song is called Cang Tian You Blame."

After finishing speaking, he stared straight at Ouyang Shaogong to see how he reacted.

"Oh?" Ouyang Shaogong's expression remained unchanged, and no trace of emotional fluctuations could be seen in his warm black eyes, "Listen to the lyrics, is there any allusion?"

"Of course there are allusions," Chang Yi, who didn't see any surprise or anger in the other party, felt a little bored, and continued a little lazily, "This song is about a senior I sent, who violated the law with Tianhuo. Destiny is dedicated to cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal, but unexpectedly, the fate is too short-lived. He fell into the devil and was frozen by the same family for 19 years. After unblocking, he practiced the Tao again but was punished by the God Realm to be submerged in the East China Sea for a thousand years, and finally fell into the devil's way..."

Chang Yi briefly told the story of Xuan Xiao, and after speaking, he breathed a little with emotion, and finally he still did not forget the poem tailor-made for Xuan Xiao: "The peaks and ravines are tossed about by the sun and the moon, whoever can't close the dust Returning; wanting to sever the passing water with a sword, but casting ashes with all my youth.”

The unrestrained expression just before the end of the sentence seems a bit gloomy - as long as the girls who have played Xianjian IV mention Xuan Xiao, they will always have this look in nine out of ten.

"It's really a good word, the Tao has covered this senior's life," Ouyang Shaogong praised without hesitation, "It's Miss Chu who is open-minded and devoted to cultivating the Tao, but she can still give tolerant evaluations to people who are possessed by demons."

"Young Master Ouyang is too famous," Chang Yi put away the voice of the great sage, and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Humanism, God, Immortal, Ghost, Demon, and Demon, are they all a kind of Dao? What's the difference between high and low?"

"Heh... What the girl said is quite novel, but I am narrow-minded."

Ouyang Shaogong raised his mouth slightly and arched his hands, the eyes he looked at Chang Yi finally stopped being gentle and calm as usual, a little bit of surprise and a little bit of fun flashed across his black eyes.

Interestingly, the disciples of the great sect, who obviously came from a famous sect of cultivating immortals, regarded gods and monsters equally as a kind of Dao, and they had no grievances in their hearts.

What's more, put humanity at the top of all ways...

Among the six realms, all living beings know that human body is fragile and life span is short.

But the girl in front of her obviously didn't think so.

Surprising and interesting, isn't it?

The smile on the corner of Ouyang Shaogong's mouth deepened a little.

"Mr. Ouyang is too modest." He received much more pertinent comments than expected. Chang Yi accepts it when he sees it well, otherwise it is not good to say too much. "Chang Yi still needs to thank Mr. Ouyang for his unbridled words. Woolen cloth."

The ending sound rose slightly, obviously the previous brief exchange, Ouyang Shaogong's humble gentleman demeanor and his not-so-old-fashioned philosophy made Chang Yi's gloomy and desolate mood a lot better.

For a while, in the gazebo, accompanied by the coquettish voice of "Oh Yi Oh Yi" from time to time by the five poisonous beasts, the atmosphere of chatting among the girls and young people became heated.

"Speaking of which, there is something I want to ask Shao Gong about."

Chang Yi said with some embarrassment that within a short period of time, she had already called the young man in a Taoist robe named Xinghuang.

Obviously, the young man also understood her hint.

"Chang Yi, please tell me, I'm not very honored."

In the gazebo, Ouyang Shaogong's gentle voice was not slow.

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