The long love of the ancient sword

Chang Yi rolled up his sleeves and skillfully cooked vegetarian food in the small kitchen specially allocated to the elders.

She is a lazy person, and she still retains the shortcomings of modern women who are not good at cooking. In this life, when she was young in Wumeng Linggu, no one asked her to cook, and she did not have such a vision to learn from ancient women. Necessary skills to ensure a happy life after marriage in the future...

But this idea changed significantly after arriving in Tianyong City.

Tianyong City is a sect of cultivating immortals. Of course, cultivators cannot stop eating whole grains before they become immortals. They still need to eat to maintain the normal functioning of various body functions.However, because of learning to gather the aura of heaven and earth, we should pay attention to light diet so that the turbidity of five grains and meat will not affect the body's rejection of aura.

Therefore, the big pot rice of the Xiuxian sect is mainly light in taste, and most of the ingredients are taken from various seasonal vegetables and fruits.

So Chang Yi had no choice but to embark on the road of "doing it yourself to get enough food and clothing".Fortunately, in her previous life, she suffered from heart disease and had to eat less meat. The mother, who loved her daughter like her life, searched for and improved many vegetarian recipes according to her taste so that her daughter could eat nutritious and delicious food.

——Fortunately, when I was bored and moldy, I flipped through it and wrote it down.

Chang Yi's movements were quick, and within a short while, there were four more fragrant vegetarian dishes on the stove: vegetarian chicken drumsticks in western sauce, salt and pepper elbow, rolled vegetarian crab powder, and fried asparagus with lily.

Among these four vegetarian dishes, vegetarian chicken drumsticks in western sauce is Ling Yue’s favorite, salt and pepper elbow is the favorite of Fuqu girl, vegetarian crab noodles in rolls is a dish that both Chang Yi and Tu Su like, and fried lily with asparagus is a favorite dish. ...for Ziyin.

Chang Yi swiftly covered the four steaming dishes with a lid to keep warm, and specially set aside a small plate of fried lily with asparagus—the three hard-working children can eat it while it’s hot when they come back later. After finishing the heat preservation work, she took the fried lily with asparagus that she had specially put into a small bowl just now, and hurriedly went to find her senior brother Ziyin.

Chang Yi took the time to go.

Ziyin entered the secret room three months ago to retreat and understand the way of heaven. If Changyi hadn't passed the sword casting room yesterday when she went to the sword tower to play the piano for self-entertainment, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the sword spirit Gu Jun who was always by her side at the window. I thought this brother was going to retreat for more than half a year.

Communication between people is mutual.In public, Ziyin is her senior brother and also Tu Su's mentor; in private, Ziyin is even more life-saving to the two of them.

Chang Yi insisted on using this form to express her heart.

And for Chang Yi, Zi Yin, a senior brother, is not fulfilling the role of a mentor?

Three years are enough to verify the love from the heart, and it is also enough to move the loved one.

Chang Yifang came to the steps of the sword casting room, looked up and found that Ziyin was already standing at the door looking down at her, her figure was reflected in the smoky gray pupils that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Immortal, what an unimaginable strength... Chang Yi sighed in his heart.

Hmm... I don't know if it's an illusion?Why did she feel that the way Ziyin looked at her just now seemed... a little confused?

"Long memory."

Zi Yin didn't give Chang Yi too much time to think, approached her and called out.

"Hey!"

Chang Yi responded crisply.

She understood Zi Yin's meaning, and told her to follow him out of the sword casting room.

In addition to living alone, the elders in Tianyong City will also be equipped with a relatively large reception room for educating disciples or meeting fellow Taoists from other sects to exchange spell experience.

"Brother, try it quickly."

In the reception room, just as Zi Yin sat down, Chang Yi held the small bowl in his hand and said as if offering a treasure.

Ziyin's clear eyes glanced over Chang Yi's opened face, a hint of helplessness appeared on his indifferent face, and then he turned his gaze to the small bowl she was holding.

He has already cultivated the body of an earth immortal, and he can directly absorb the spirit energy from the heaven and the earth for his own use, except for occasionally taking some spiritual fruits, he doesn't even need bigu, let alone eating steaming home-cooked dishes.

But Chang Yi seems to be very obsessed with this, and always cooks some vegetarian food for him from time to time, especially on the second day after he leaves customs.She understands the truth, but she is stubborn and refuses to listen to it. It's not a matter of right and wrong, and it's not appropriate to refuse firmly...

——It really made Ziyin not know how to persuade this little junior sister.

"..."

Zi Yin reluctantly took the small bowl in Chang Yi's hand and held up the chopsticks to eat, making Chang Yi sit back and sit on the side with satisfaction, and began to use his hand to support his chin to look at his senior brother with a calm and unique temperament even when he was eating .

Sure enough, his senior brother is the best!

Maybe it's because he hasn't seen Zi Yin's appearance like a banished fairy for three months, so Chang Yi rarely initiates a nympho.

"The fire in the sword casting room is constantly burning, and the flames are overflowing," Ziyin said suddenly after finishing eating and stopping chopsticks, "Junior Sister should not get too close if there is nothing important."

"Ok?"

In Ziyin's deep and magnetic voice, Chang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to understand something.

"Yes!"

The girl answered clearly, with a clear smile in her slightly raised eyebrows.

Chang Yi's five elements belong to water, water and fire are incompatible with each other, and her body is relatively weak, if she spends too much time in places of fire and fire, it will bring great trouble to her body and practice.

Ziyin's love always moistens things silently in the subtleties, and finally enters the depths of Chang Yi's heart silently.

"Brother."

Chang Yi, who originally got up and left after Zi Yin finished eating as usual, suddenly turned around and said.

"I……"

There was a little hesitation and deep worry in her tone, and she hesitated to speak.

Sitting quietly, Ziyin hid all her emotions with her introverted eyes. She stared at the girl who seemed to be lowering her head to avoid his gaze with calm eyes, but she didn't urge her and just waited quietly.

"I..." Chang Yi squeezed the blue-and-white-patterned robe nervously with his hands on his knees, "Brother should know that Tu Su and I are not biological siblings, right?"

There seemed to be a question in the words, but Ziyin knew that the girl in front of him didn't need his own answer.

"Oh, yes, one of us is surnamed Chu and the other is surnamed Han..."

The girl seemed to have forgotten the name Tu Su started to use in Tianyong City... Fortunately, once the self-reported words started, the following words seemed to go smoothly.

"I was only five years old when I saw Yunxi for the first time, and he was still a little bun wrapped in swaddling clothes, only a few days older than my cousin Chuchan, and he smelled very milky. Cute, I like it very much. Don't look at his taciturn appearance now... When Yunxi was young, he loved to laugh and was very naughty. He always teased Xiaochan and made her cry... But in the end, he was so desperate to make her laugh Ha ha... Otherwise, Da Wuzhu will severely punish this misbehaving boy... Well... I will also vent my anger on Xiao Chan. Yunxi has always admired, admired and timid Da Wuzhu...but still Knowingly committing crimes again and again, brother, do you think he deserves to be beaten?"

Ziyin was still listening silently, but a trace of pity was reflected in his eyes: the current Tu Su is the most direct portrayal of Han Yunxi's future.

"...After that day, everything changed. In the world of Wumeng Lingu, only Yunxi and I were left, and we became each other's only relatives. Yunxi lost the memory of that night...he became Baili Tusu... It's okay... Such a memory only represents misfortune and hatred! I only hope that he will forget this memory forever... But the suffering of fate on him is not over, his body... his body But there is evil spirit..."

Chang Yi's increasingly trembling voice stopped, she lowered her head and almost twisted the robe in front of her knees with both hands.

Ziyin's fingers moved unconsciously, but she still sat silently, waiting for the girl to calm her down.He knew that she must want to say something to him.

Chang Yi bit her lower lip and spoke again.

"...not allowed to go down the mountain...not allowed anyone to teach him how to control the sword...not allowed to practice swords with others..."

Hearing Chang Yi repeating his prohibition against Tu Su, Ziyin found that Chang Yi's posture of bowing her head had changed unconsciously. She raised her head and stared at his pure black eyes without blinking, a thin layer Thin water mist floated over her black and white eyes, pretending to be so strong that it is impossible not to feel pity.

"Brother, I... have never doubted your decision, you... must be thinking of Tu Su... but... but..."

The girl lowered her head again and again, a drop of clear water suddenly fell, staining her sky-blue robe with dark water stains.

"I often see his eyes when he looks at his disciples practicing swordsmanship with each other, whether that person is me, Ling Yue, Fu Que or even Lingduan Lingshou... He looks at Fu Que's eyes carefully practicing sword control... He stands At the mountain gate, he looked at the eyes of Ling Yue leading some disciples down the mountain to practice...he looked at the eyes of Fu Que happily going down the mountain to visit his parents..."

The white teeth like shells bit the girl's lower lip a little red, but she didn't realize it.

"Brother, if there is a day... if there is such a day..." Chang Yi raised his head and looked sad, "If Tu Su asks to go down the mountain, no matter what he wants to do, please... please, brother, please... must let him do it!"

After finally expressing the decision in her heart, the girl closed her eyes dejectedly.

A pure white handkerchief was suddenly handed to Chang Yi.

She raised her head in surprise, it turned out that at some point, Ziyin had come to her.

"Let go, wipe it off."

Ziyin's brows remained indifferent, only the smoky gray eyes that reflected the girl's eyes slightly wavered, indicating that the sword fairy's heart was not at peace at the moment.

Chang Yi slowly loosened his clenched lower lip, but didn't take the handkerchief, just stared at his senior brother silently and stubbornly.

"That's all..." Ziyin sighed softly, "I promise you."

"Thank you, brother, for completeness."

Chang Yi took the silk handkerchief that Zi Yin handed over, but his heart was full of bitterness.

"Really..."

The fingers moved slightly unconsciously again.

This time, Zi Yin did not restrain his thoughts, and gently stroked the girl's black and soft hair with his right hand:

"It's really... idiot..."

After leaving Zi Yin's room, Chang Yi waited for a while, until the reddish eye sockets returned to normal, and then she walked into the small kitchen unhurriedly.

Unsurprisingly.

After hastily coping with the meager dishes prepared in the big kitchen, the three of Lingyue Tusu and Fu Qu gathered at the square table for four people in the small kitchen with more than half an hour before the lunch class. Feast on the four dishes she made before.

On the floor beside the square table, Haidongqing Axiang stared at a small plate of fried lily with asparagus specially left in front of him, and his two very energetic eagle eyes shot out a look of "bitterness and hatred"... …

Let Fu Que eat and laugh, and let out a sneer or two from time to time—provoking A Xiang to cry even more mournfully.

"A Xiang, don't make trouble," Tu Su secretly glanced at Chang Yi who was already sitting beside him, and after all he reached out and stroked A Xiang's head, "Listen to Chang Yi, after eating asparagus and fried lily, you can lose weight. Eat more pork belly..."

What responded to him was another cry of grievance from Ah Xiang.

"Cough cough..."

Ling Yue, who was sitting opposite Tu Su, turned around, covering his cough with his hand to hide the nervousness of the smile on his face.

As for the little girl Fuqu who was sitting between the two of them, she was lying on the square table with one hand covering her stomach and laughing silently, and the other hand was beating her thigh vigorously.

Chang Yi smiled faintly and glanced at Tu Su and the coquettish and cute A Xiang on the ground.

"Sister," Tu Su's fair-skinned young man's face was stained with a layer of pink, and he picked up the chopsticks with some embarrassment and gave her a large chopsticks of the rolled vegetarian crab noodles that they both loved, "It's cold Not good..."

"Ahem," Ling Yue's young man finally controlled his facial expression and turned his head, "What the younger brother said is true."

"Ouch... my stomach hurts from laughing..."

The little girl Fuqu finally had enough of laughing.

Tu Su's face became redder, and his posture became more and more serious.

"Hehe, what an idiot brother!"

Chang Yi smiled sweetly, looked around, and touched his brother Tu Su's head with a "gentle face", ruffled his soft black hair by the way, and tugged at the little braid tied with feathers behind him.

The face of Tu Su's young man 'chuckled' directly towards the popularity that was about to evaporate.

Watching Tu Su turn his head and only see the bright red ears, Chang Yi heard the heavy and firm voice in his heart:

Never... never... never let that day come!

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