[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

Ever since he could remember, Shen Bailing knew that he was a demon without a father. A Niang never mentioned that man, as if from the very beginning, only their mother and son depended on each other. Just revealed it. 19 years ago in the Immortal Palace, from Chanyou's indifferent narration, he had a glimpse of A Niang's past. A girl from the monster clan resolutely left her hometown where she was born and raised for a human race, but ended up in a miserable state. The result of a lifetime.Shen Zhao, this name came back to her mind along with the lost memory, the person that A Niang still remembered before she died, could he be her biological father?

What kind of love is it that makes her unwilling to forget a person until she dies, and will continue to be entangled with that person in the next life?What kind of resentment could make her leave him without hesitation, and even hate all the human races because of him?

Thinking of the older I get, the more strict A Niang treats me.Shen Bailing lowered his eyes, his heart was constantly rising and falling.Before she died, she stroked her cheek and said that she was born very similar to that person. Was it because she looked like the person who abandoned her, that's why she always treated her only son so indifferently in those years?

Such love and hatred, as intense as if they burned up their lives, Shen Bailing had never felt deeply before.Even knowing the deep enmity between himself and the Qionghua faction, and the moment when he was spurned by the juniors and sisters of the Qionghua faction, he never really hated it. The days when he was studying art in Kunlun Mountain, and the little things he spent with those people , It seemed to be the rope that pulled him back and forth between hatred and forgiveness, making him embarrassed and painful, but he couldn't condense deep hatred, and in the end he could only cowardly choose to leave.

Over the years, he has been looking for Chanyou's daughter everywhere, as if that can keep him from falling into the quagmire of the past, and only by trying not to think about it can he gain inner peace, but that peace is like walking on thin ice, after all, at such a moment , came to mind unstoppably.

In addition to being melancholy, Shen Bailing couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation for that real Yuzhao, but that person was far away in Kunlun Mountains, and Tianyong City was also very close to the Qionghua faction that he had always avoided. It is also very inconvenient, not to mention that I am still burdened with the heavy responsibility of finding Chanyou's daughter, how can I get away?But if what Chanyou said back then is true, that Shen Zhao is very likely to be his biological father. Could it be that he really didn't go to meet him, but if he saw himself, a monster that is neither human nor demon, , Will they attack without asking why?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind one by one like a revolving lantern, and the expression on Shen Bailing's face also changed accordingly, from cloudy to sunny.He fell into deep thought, and his perception of external objects became very vague. He only vaguely remembered that Qin Ji seemed to say a few words to himself before holding the piano and leaving first. But the beautiful woman had disappeared, so she had to walk out of the pavilion full of mixed feelings.

The red sun gradually rose, and the city gradually became lively.Shen Bailing was walking in the bustling city, but turned a blind eye to the passers-by beside him, and did not hear the voice beside his ears. He just moved to the outside of the city gate step by step without stopping, and handed over the messenger jade that Murong Ziying gave him. After releasing the sword, he stood in place and was stunned.I don't know how much time has passed in the mist, and suddenly a cold breath approached, and then I heard a familiar voice say: "...why do you look so weird?"

Shen Bailing raised his head, and the tall and tall figure of the man who spoke suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The sun was pouring on the slightly fluttering blue robe and white robe, and the man's plump and handsome eyebrows gradually appeared in the soft light. To be engraved deeply in his pupils.He stared blankly, forgetting to even answer.

Murong Ziying frowned slightly, and repeated again: "Brother Bailing, I haven't seen you all day and night, why does he seem to be a different person, why is his expression so strange?"

"Ah..." Shen Bailing came back to his senses, hurriedly covered up all the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart, shook his head and sighed, "It's just that some things happened to be very sad..." He said a few words about Qin Ji .

After hearing this, Murong Ziying seemed to be relieved, and her expression was not as tense as before: "I see. The world is impermanent, and everyone has their own destiny, but let nature take its course, and you don't have to be too sad."

Shen Bailing nodded, lowered her head and fell silent. After a long time, she forced a smile to Murong Ziying: "Ziying, I have something on my mind that is really hard to resolve. Would you like to walk with me and listen to me tell the pain in my heart? ?”

Murong Ziying took a deep look at him, and said with emotion: "I will accompany you." She said and walked forward first.Shen Bailing looked at his back and couldn't help smiling, but this time he smiled more sincerely.

The two went to the shore of Qiandao Lake, rented a small boat, untied the rope and let the boat slide the two slowly into the depths of the green leaves.The breeze blows the leaves, the fragrance of the lotus bursts out, the boat floats freely on the clear waves, gradually losing sight of the water path, Shen Bailing and Murong Ziying don't care.

Gradually, the boat slipped deeper and deeper among the lotus bushes, and the surrounding became quieter, except for the sound of water, only the rustling of lotus leaves rubbing against the hull of the boat remained.Shen Bailing didn't speak, and Murong Ziying didn't speak first. For a moment, both of them enjoyed this rare silence, as if the coincident silence had become a kind of tacit understanding.

Shen Bailing stared at a clump of lotus flowers over the side of the boat, his expression gradually calmed down, he sighed softly, and finally said: "Ziying, if there is one person, he probably has done something wrong for you, and for someone who is very important to you. The matter... are you still willing to see him and forgive him?"

Murong Ziying raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words, she pondered for a while and replied: "...it depends on what this person has done, and whether there are any unavoidable difficulties."

Shen Bailing smiled wryly: "What kind of answer is this? How do I know what he did? It's always nothing more than abandoning his wife and son, or the so-called 'differences do not conspire with each other'... Even if there are difficulties, the mistakes have already been made." If you commit a crime, the damage is already irreparable." There is always an unfathomable gap between humans and demons.He lowered his eyes and swallowed the last words.

Murong Ziying's expression moved slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of surprise in her eyes, but that expression flashed away, and finally turned into a gloomy look.He was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was much lower: "... Abandoning his wife and son? The person who made the mistake must be your relative?"

Shen Bailing remained silent.

Murong Ziying stared at his face, and after a while suddenly turned to mention her own past: "... I was sent to Kunlun Mountain when I was young, and the cultivation in the mountain was extremely difficult. Master died in a catastrophe in the sect many years ago, so he has the name of master and apprentice but has no real master and disciple. Master Zonglian brought me up and taught me martial arts and Taoism. Unforgettable, after his death, there is no one in the world who can treat me like this."

Shen Bailing was originally immersed in her own thoughts. Although it was strange to hear Murong Ziying mentioning her past, she couldn't help being curious. When she heard Xuan Ting's name, a trace of guilt flashed across her face. Murong Ziying was hanging her head full of memories. The color of thinking, but never noticed it at all.He slowly continued: "Although the Qionghua Sect is a famous immortal sect that is difficult for ordinary people to worship, for me when I was young, it was like a cold prison. Cultivation is very boring, and going out for a walk occasionally is just a piece of cake. I can see the mountains covered with ice and snow on all sides. Although I heard those deacon disciples talk about the bustling villages and towns below the mountain, it sounds very far away and unimaginable. I was the youngest at that time, but those disciples were forced by seniority. Call me uncle, although they are respectful to me, but no one wants to come to play with me. Every day, apart from looking at the ice and snow on the opposite mountain in a daze, I just keep meditating and practicing sword... Now that I think about it , I have never seen any of the things that these children in the world have played with."

"I didn't expect you to have such a boring life when you were a child?" Shen Bailing said in surprise, "I had a much more interesting life than you when I was young. At that time, there was a little girl who used to play with me in the woods near my home. Bring me the cakes, and always chase after me and call my brother..." He said with a smile on his face.

Murong Ziying glanced at him, and said calmly: "I never imagined that Brother Bailing was so popular with girls when he was young."

The smile on Shen Bailing's face suddenly turned into a wry smile: "It's just a little girl... What's more, she was married many years ago, and she doesn't know how many children she has now. Changed people a long time ago..." Speaking of this, the farewell with Ruan Ci in the woods by Chaohu Lake 19 years ago flashed before my eyes, and she never came to that woods again after that, even though he happened to pass by Shouyang Hui They secretly went to Liu's mansion to visit, but the two never saw each other again.No matter what kind of ignorant feelings he had, these years have long since disappeared, and the only remaining thought is to hope that she will live well.Thinking of this, although there was still nostalgia in his expression, the gloom gradually faded.

"Is that girl your childhood sweetheart?" Murong Ziying asked suddenly, "I once came across a poem in a poem, which seems to be about the friendship formed between a man and a woman when they were young. I heard that it is called a childhood sweetheart. In this way, it seems that the nephew Huaishuo and Xuanji in the faction are also like this..." There was a hint of envy in the words.

Shen Bailing was startled, with a hint of embarrassment on his face. Now that he thought about it, he was 19 years old at that time, and he was also an adult man who could take on important responsibilities in the human race. do not repair.Thinking about the embarrassment on his face, so as not to be seen by Murong Ziying, he quickly turned his head and asked, "Ziying, why did you go to Kunlun Mountain when you were young? Isn't Qionghua faction always only accepting those who passed through?" The person who entered the Taiyi Immortal Path is a disciple? You were just a child at that time, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to break through?"

Murong Ziying's eyes suddenly became a little more inquisitive: "You know about my Qionghua sect very well." But there was no expression of joy or anger.

Shen Bailing couldn't help but miss a beat in his heart, and hurriedly faltered: "I... I just heard... Maybe it's possible that I got it wrong."

"No, as you said, it is true." Murong Ziying said with certainty, "It's just that there are occasional exceptions. When I was young, I was weak and sick. My parents invited a Taoist priest to give me a name, and the Taoist priest named me for me. Ziying also told my parents that unless I was sent far away, I would be ruined by the pampering of my parents and elders. He happened to be from the Qionghua sect, so my parents simply entrusted him to send me to Kunlun Mountains , I hope that I can practice fairy art and prolong my life. When I was young, I was ignorant of the world, and I still said that I was abandoned by them. I couldn’t help but feel sad and resentful. Master saw it, and whenever I felt lonely, he often talked with me. In my heart, my parents, who no longer remember their appearance, are not as good as him. They are more like my relatives. He didn't tell me the reasons until before he passed away. Ken told me the truth, but I didn't know until then that my parents sent me to Qionghua Sect because they cherish me very much and don't want me to die early." He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "What did they do to me? It’s not good, but it’s great. Reflecting on myself, I still had resentment when I didn’t know the truth. I can’t imagine how they missed me in the distance at the foot of the mountain. It’s a pity that I didn’t get angry when I was ignorant and didn’t ask about my home. Both the priest and the Taoist who sent me here have passed away, now I can go down the mountain freely, but I can’t even visit them.”

Only then did Shen Bailing realize that the young man in front of him actually had such a life experience. Presumably, the indifference on his face was also caused by his loneliness when he was young, but the passion and tenderness in his heart were... Looking at the young man in front of him with a face full of indifference but hiding There was a trace of regret in his eyes, his heart moved, and he suddenly said: "Ziying, thank you very much."

The corners of Murong Ziying's eyes twitched slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in his eyes, and his voice softened a bit: "Why?"

"You...Although you seem indifferent, you actually treat people with the same kind of heart. I can't see it..." I can't see that you are trying to explain me. Don't be sad and angry because my father is sorry for me and A Niang, don't do anything about it. Do you regret it?Shen Bailing pursed her lips, as if she wanted to turn her head away in embarrassment, but there was a trace of sincere gratitude on her face.

However, after just a glance, he couldn't help but freeze, and the half-turned neck seemed to be frozen.A few feet away, the young man in blue and white robes was facing the sunlight, his brows and eyes slightly curved, showing a very clean smile, as if the ice and snow in the distant mountains melted into a pool of spring water in an instant. Gentle, so clear and meaningful.