The long love of the ancient sword

When Chu Changyi arrived at the Qingyu Altar, it was already late at night.

Usually at such times, the major sects of cultivating immortals will close the mountain gates in order to prevent demons from attacking at night, leaving only a few mountain guard disciples on duty inside the mountain gates.Therefore, unless there is a major event, few visitors will visit the mountain at this time.

Fortunately, disciple Shoushan had already received orders from Ouyang Shaogong. Hearing that she had declared her sect name and verified her identity, he hurriedly welcomed her in. He also enthusiastically sent disciple Zhike to lead her to the arranged guest room to rest. Notify Ouyang Shaogong, who is the elder of Danzhi.

Coincidentally, when Zhike disciple led Chu Changyi through the extreme night layer, he found Ouyang Shaogong and Baili Tusu sitting one by one, playing the leaf flute on the open cliff platform of the extreme night space. Fuqin and music.

"Tu Su..."

Chu Changyi had already guessed when she heard the sound of the flute from a distance. At this moment, she saw her younger brother who had been worrying about her playing safely. After her eyes lit up and she cried out in surprise, she forgot for a while. speech.

The darkness of the extreme night could not prevent her from seeing Tu Su's expression clearly.

The sharp edges and corners of the past were gone from the boy's well-defined face, and there was a softness that was hard to see in the usual days, and the sharpness in the lacquer-like black eyes was completely restrained, revealing a trace of nostalgia and sadness that did not belong to his age.

That is the piano music composed by Prince Changqin, the master of half of the souls he lives on now.

What kind of mood does her Tu Su play this leaf flute?

"Long memory?"

Baili Tusu couldn't help but feel flustered by the familiar voice coming from his ear, and the leaf flute in his mouth blew out a broken sound immediately.

But he didn't care, he just looked expectantly in the direction of the voice.

I haven't seen her for more than a month, and the young man who has just known the taste of love is naturally worried. When he sees the beautiful woman's slim figure at this time, he can't help running to the young girl's side involuntarily.

At that moment, he seemed to have thrown away all the shackles and sufferings on his body, as if she—— was the condense of all his hopes in this life.

Chu Changyi paused to meet the boy's hands, and then covered up the sadness in his eyes, letting the smile of reunion overflow his face.

The next moment, her outstretched hands were tightly held by Baili Tusu who rushed to her eyes.

Ouyang Shaogong had sensed that he had stopped playing the moment Chu Changyi uttered his voice, and Baili Tusu's expression changes were completely caught in his eyes.

But this warm moment of sibling reunion brought a cold smile to the corner of the young man's mouth.

His smile is hidden in the darkness of the polar night, no one can see it.

Chu Changyi turned his eyes to look in Ouyang Shaogong's direction if he felt something, but turned his head in relief after seeing the thoughtful smile of the young man silently waiting for their siblings to reunite and talk.

Unbeknownst to her, she once again missed a chance to notice the tip of this man's iceberg.

When everything was settled in the future, Chu Changyi often couldn't help thinking: If his concealment skills were not so perfect, if she could discover the true meaning behind his smile once, would everything be different?

However, there is no such thing as "if" in the world.

The refining time of the resurrection medicine is just as Chu Changyi speculated, she came here after staying in Tianyong City for more than a month, and according to the most conservative estimate, it will take at least one month to refine it—or In the hands of Ouyang Shaogong, the leading master of alchemy and self-cultivation.

Since Baili Tusu has no half talent in elixir, far less than one ten-thousandth of his talent in swordsmanship, facing the current situation where he is only short of the most crucial step, even though he is anxiously waiting, the young man is still waiting. I had to wait obediently.

Compared to Baili Tusu's silence and anxiety, the others in the group were much more relaxed.

Fang Lansheng and Xiangling are still childlike, and Feng Qingxue, who came out of nowhere and is curious about everything, has played around the Qingyu altar and the surrounding tens of miles around; Compared with Yin Qianshang, it is simpler than them. One either needs to clean up and meditate or go to the library to read some alchemy prescriptions that are allowed to be viewed by outsiders. Been blushing lately...

As for Chu Changyi who arrived later, it was even simpler: she had never had any expectations for the medicine for bringing life back to life.

Without expectations, naturally there will be no emotions caused by expectations.

So even though she and Baili Tusu share the same origin, she can maintain a calm mind.

Yet she is contradictory.

He hoped that Baili Tusu could get what he wanted, but he didn't want him to pay a painful price for it.

On a certain night a few days before the resurrection medicine was about to be refined, Chu Changyi, who had not been sleepy for a long time, came to the extreme night layer, and heard a familiar piano sound again.

It's Ouyang Shaogong.

It can be seen that he played very carefully.The gentle eyebrows and elegant demeanor in the past seem to have turned into a word called concentration at this moment, and put it on the lyre at the fingertips.

The sound of the piano is like a slow flowing water, as if you can see it flowing quietly but firmly among the towering mountains surrounded by clouds and mist in the early morning. Accompanied by the singing of birds, insects, and wild animals in the natural mountains, the listener seems to be in a real detachment. A wonderland outside of things...

At this time, Ouyang Shaogong had shed his modest and gentle man's cloak, as if he was a fairy god in the nine heavens, indifferent and unapproachable.

However, Chu Changyi inexplicably felt that this kind of Ouyang Shaogong was his real appearance and true self.

I just don't know, what is the relationship between him and the Chu family's piano music?

When Chu Changyi was dazed by Ouyang Shaogong's piano sound and the way he played the piano, the young man had already played the entire piece, and looked at the girl who had been standing for a while with smiling eyes.

"Long memory."

"Uh," Chu Changyi smiled sheepishly, "I'm disturbing Shaogong's elegant mood."

"Chang Yi is too far-fetched. Since you and I have become bosom friends because of this song, if there is no bosom friend in this song just now, wouldn't it be a pity for me and this song?"

The young man said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't get up to meet Chang Yi, but still sat like a very familiar friend, while applying rosin to the strings for maintenance, while chatting with Chang Yi in a very natural way.

"Hey, since Shao Gong is so highly praised, the little girl will no longer be polite and accept it!"

Although he knew that his level was far from the opponent's, but since everyone recognized it, Chu Changyi readily accepted it.

"Looking at Chang Yi's expression just now, do you have any advice for the piano music just now?"

Ouyang Shaogong observed carefully, and naturally saw Chang Yi's loss of focus before his eyes.

"Teaching is out of the question, it's just... that piano piece..."

Chu Changyi frowned slightly, as if he had weighed it in his heart, and then he asked the question in his heart uncertainly:

"Shaogong, have you heard of an ancient immortal named Prince Changqin?"

The fingers applying the rosin paused for a moment, and then continued their previous actions as if nothing had happened.

"Prince Changqin? I haven't heard of this person", Ouyang Shaogong replied, his lowered face was hidden in the dark night, making it difficult to see his expression at this time, "Why did Chang Yi ask such a question?"

"Just asking."

"Then how did Chang Yi think of it, wanting to know... Prince Changqin?"

When the young man mentioned the words 'Prince Changqin', he lowered his hands hidden in the wide sleeves, and the nails with not sharp fingertips were deeply embedded in the palms of his hands!

But nothing showed on his face, it was still elegant and calm, and even showed a trace of curiosity realistically.

"It's not a very important matter, that day in Longxiao Palace..."

Chu Changyi didn't notice the strangeness of the young man at this time, but after pondering for a while, he talked about knowing the ins and outs of the name 'Prince Changqin' - just omitting the matter of seeing the black dragon in the illusion of Zuzhou .

It is about Baili Tusu's biggest secret, she will not tell anyone lightly, even if Ouyang Shaogong has the grace of refining medicine to prolong Tusu's life!

"...Speaking of which, the music score handed down by my family should be regarded as the legacy of this ancient music god!" Chu Changyi murmured regretfully, "It's just a pity that the crown prince Changqin was punished by God... there is nothing to see..."

"What a pity? Huh..."

Ouyang Shaogong, who had been silently listening to Chu Changyi's narration, smiled lowly when he heard the words, looked up at the boundless night sky in the extreme night layer and said:

"It's a pity...Prince Changqin should feel some comfort..."

The young man's whisper was like a soft sigh, which dissipated in the air as soon as it came out of his lips.

"comfort?"

Chu Changyi looked at him suspiciously, her hearing was good and she was sitting opposite him, so she still heard his sigh.

Ouyang Shaogong smiled gently at the girl, and explained:

"There is nothing to be blamed on the heavens. This sentence is the sentence of the emperor Fuxi on the crown prince Changqin."

yes i know...

Chu Changyi still blinked his nimble eyes in doubt.

"The judgment of the Emperor of Heaven, Chang Yi still has concern for the crown prince Changqin because of the legacy of a song... Therefore, shouldn't he be comforted by ignoring the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Ouyang Shaogong said warmly, the slightly brown pupils looking at Chang Yi contained the real Wen Runxihe, not like the past, which seemed to be covered with a hazy mist.

"Ah? This...hehe..."

Chu Changyi smiled awkwardly, although he didn't know the beginning and the end, but he finally accepted Ouyang Shaogong's approval.

She murmured in her heart: the majesty of the sentence of Emperor Fuxi, so serious?She was just regretting Prince Changqin's musical talent, so a little bit is worth that...consolation?

It seems that she still underestimated the influence of those ancient gods in this world!

only……

Chu Changyi glanced vaguely at Ouyang Shaogong who was taking back the Nine Heavens Ring at his side: Brother, you are an authentic aborigine in this world, okay?Why do you look at me, the little girl who disrespected His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, with such appreciative eyes?

"It's late at night, I'm going back to my room first." Chu Changyi said goodbye to Ouyang Shaogong who didn't want to say any more, "Shaogong should also go to bed earlier."

"Heh... just as Chang Yi said, walk slowly."

Ouyang Shaogong stood up and signaled, watching the girl's figure gradually melt into the deep night.

Chu Changyi walked leisurely up to the extreme daylight layer.

Looking at the situation, Ouyang Shaogong should not be the reincarnation of Prince Changqin, right?Even if he was reincarnated, according to his reaction just now, he drank Meng Po soup and forgot all about his previous life.

However, something always feels wrong.

Tu Su...Prince Changqin...Half the soul...Reincarnation...

What is so strange?

The polar night layer.

When Chu Changyi's figure and aura completely disappeared in the extreme night layer, Ouyang Shaogong turned his gaze to the night sky, but his light brown pupils were stained with an ink color that could not see the slightest light.

"It's coming soon... it's coming soon..."

A few days later, the resurrection medicine was successfully refined, but only one was obtained.

The people who had been waiting for nearly three months at the Green Jade Altar left on the next day after Dancheng, heading for the Wumeng Linggu in the southern border.

The place where Baili Tusu and Chu Changyi grew up.

The author has something to say: put two beautiful pictures of Shaogong (ˉ﹃ˉ)

Shao Gong who played the piano when he was young in the Qingyu Altar

Shao Gong with an inexplicable expression in the dark night