[Comprehensive + Sword III] Alliance of Lovelorn

There is a Taoist temple on Biyao Peak, and an old fairy lives in the temple. He once called the wind and rain, brought rain to the arid land, and saved the people of the entire Xuancheng.

Now the old god is two hundred years old, but he has been unable to break through the realm, and he is about to perish. Before he died, he called his apprentice to him and said worriedly: "Xiao'er, you are very talented and have a firm heart. In the future, I will be able to surpass being a teacher and gain the Dao. I don’t have to worry about anything else about being a teacher, but I am afraid that you will not be able to break through the test of love. You must know that "there are [-] characters in the world, but the word love is the most murderous." How many people are defeated by the word love? superior!"

Ten-year-old Qiong Xiao was puzzled: "Since the word love is so scary, why do many people still try it?"

The master sighed: "If you meet her, you will miss your whole life, but if you don't meet her, you will miss your whole life!"

After speaking, the master turned into a feather and left, leaving only his clothes in place.Qiong Xiao buried his master's clothes, and since then he has lived alone on the mountain. He has long since lived without eating and drinking, and spends his days either practicing swords or studying Taoism in the meditation room.

The scenery on Biyao Peak has remained unchanged for thousands of years. In spring, flowers and trees pile up with snow, and the mountains are beautiful. In the mouth, it is like a bright pearl. In autumn, yellow leaves are floating, geese are crossing the cold pool, and migratory birds flying south carry the breath of the season, passing through the air. Liu Hua sent to the sky.

Qiong Xiao has practiced on Biyao Peak for 100 years, seeing flowers blooming and falling, clouds rolling and clouds rolling, his skill has surpassed that of his master, and his personality has become as indifferent as water, neither happy with things nor sad with himself.

One day, Qiong Xiao was practicing sword on the top of the mountain, and the snow was flying. His sword pierced the void, and his figure was ethereal, like a white crane flying in the clouds.

Suddenly the bushes trembled, and a snow-white girl came out of it. She raised her immature face, and her obsidian eyes were full of surprise: "It is said that there are gods on Biyao Peak, so it is true. !"

The girl held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards Qiong Xiao, like a lively deer in the forest: "You are that old fairy who calls the wind and rain? But you don't look old at all!"

Qiong Xiao's expression was indifferent, and his voice was as cold as jade: "That's my master."

The girl asked again: "What about your master?"

Qiong Xiao said: "The fairy has passed away."

He said these words plainly, as if he was saying that the flowers were withering, the girl couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Aren't you sad?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Qiong Xiao's jade-like eyes: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world, why should I be sad?"

The girl was silent for a while, looking at Qiong Xiao with inexplicable sympathy in her eyes: "Did you stay on the mountain all the time, and no one saw it except your master?"

Qiong Xiao nodded.

The girl had such an expression on her face, she was obviously only eleven or twelve years old, but she acted as if Qiong Xiao was a kid who didn't understand anything, but she was a mature elder who had gone through all kinds of trials and hardships: "Don't you feel lonely?"

Qiong Xiao asked: "What is loneliness?"

The girl sighed, and the vicissitudes of the tone made Qiong Xiao think of her master for a moment: "When you don't know what loneliness is, you are already very lonely."

Qiong Xiao was very surprised, why did everyone he met say things he didn't understand?

"You are so lonely, do you want me to be your friend?" The girl asked suddenly.

"friend?"

"Friends are always with you. With friends, happiness will be doubled, and sorrows will be halved. No matter what happens to you, friends will face it with you!"

"Impossible," Qiong Xiao rejected the girl with a flat expression: "If so, wouldn't friends be more miraculous than elixir?"

The girl smiled: "Is it so magical, you will know if you try it!"

Qiong Xiao thought about it for a while, and felt that it would not hinder her practice, so she nodded and agreed: "How can I be friends with you?"

"First of all, we should exchange names with each other. My name is Chu Yunmiao. How about you?"

"My name is Qiong Xiao."

"Qiong Xiao, what do you usually do on the mountain?"

"Practice the sword, enlighten the Tao, and refer to the Taoist classics."

"It's so boring!" Chu Yunmiao immediately looked like a bitter melon, and then she asked curiously: "Then do you make alchemy? Do you have any elixir?"

Qiong Xiao shook her head: "I am a swordsman. When my skill reaches a certain level, I will not look old and prolong my life. I don't need the elixir of life."

Chu Yunmiao was just asking casually, not really interested in the elixir of life. She looked around and found that there were only tall cedars standing in the wind, like a gray-haired old man, and asked, "Your Taoist temple?" What? Why didn't I see it?"

Qiong Xiao waved his whisk, and a quaint Taoist temple suddenly appeared in front of him. Chu Yunmiao exclaimed, and said to Qiong Xiao with a smile, "Take me to visit your Taoist temple!"

Although Qiong Xiao didn't understand what's so good about his Taoist temple, he still acted according to his words. The two walked around, and Qiong Xiao asked, "Are we friends now?"

Chu Yunmiao said solemnly and seriously in a tone that deceived children: "Making friends is a sacred and complicated thing, how can it be so easy? We just took the first step today, and I will come to see you tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Yunmiao went down the mountain.

The next day, Chu Yunmiao came up the mountain early in the morning. As soon as Qiong Xiao opened the door, she threw herself into Qiong Xiao's arms like a swallow falling into a forest, holding Qiong Xiao's waist half complaining and half coquettishly saying: "Qion Xiao, the mountain road is so difficult to walk! I almost fell down, I will call you at the foot of the mountain, and you will come to pick me up, okay?"

Qiong Xiao was at a loss, raised her hands and didn't know what to do. It took a long time before she lightly put her hands on Chu Yunmiao's head, and said, "Okay."

Chu Yunmiao sniggered triumphantly, like a cunning little fox. Seeing that the nearby river was frozen, she pestered Qiong Xiao to go fishing.Qiong Xiao said: "No, you can't miss your practice."

Chu Yunmiao snorted: "Why is fishing not a practice? It can test your stamina and character! I can tell from a guess that your master taught you to be detached all day long. How can you be detached like a wooden man who doesn't touch anything? ? Only after going through the world of mortals and not being disturbed by external things, this is called detachment! It is the real way of freedom!"

Qiong Xiao thought about it carefully for a while, and felt that what Chu Yunmiao said made sense, so she went fishing with her.The two dug two holes in the ice, then sat there quietly and waited. Soon, a fish that was suffocated at the bottom swam over to catch its breath, and was caught by Chu Yunmiao.

Chu Yunmiao happily put the fish into the fish basket, and asked Qiong Xiao, "Do you think it's a bit pitiful?"

Qiong Xiao said: "It seems a bit."

Chu Yunmiao: "In that case, let's catch his parents and grandparents! The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy!"

Qiong Xiao nodded in agreement, and the two sat by the river all afternoon, catching most of the fish in the river.

The author has something to say: The reason why master can say that is because he is also a person with a story, and he has always taught infatuated people