Longevity: The Flawless Dream

What happened to Lian Changsheng in just a few months?

No one answered.

Feeling the doubt in the heart of the white-haired swordsman, Lian Wuxia leaned back on Qing Ya, and smiled in a trance: "Nothing happened, I just looked in the mirror."

She paused, and Qingyan's voice suddenly trembled slightly: "It's been almost 800 years. After I professed my face, I have never looked in the mirror, let alone looked at my face carefully. The shadow reflected in the mirror, I After staring at it for a long time, I realized that it was not my face."

The white-haired swordsman was startled.The mirror is a thing that communicates yin. Ordinary people often see ghosts and ghosts in the mirror. However, with Wuxia's practice, he has already reached the realm of ordinary ghosts and ghosts. How can he be frightened by the monsters in the mirror?What kind of terrifying picture did she see?

"What did you see..." Lian Wuxia raised a hand to cover his eyes, and laughed tremblingly for a long time, until his slender body was trembling, then he slowly stopped his voice, and said tragically, "Su Huan Really, I'm afraid... I like you."

I am afraid.

I like you.

She has never been so brave and straightforward to confess her heart, but she said it under such circumstances, without a shyness and sweetness that a girl should have when confessing to her sweetheart, only boundless darkness and despair.

"Su Huanzhen, if you met me before Feng Cailing, would you give me a chance?"

A few unconnected words joined together so suddenly that the white-haired swordsman took a while to understand what Lian Wuxia meant, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but he withdrew the idea before he could even move his feet.Because he saw a little bit of water seeping from Lian Wuxia's fingers, condensing into a bead of clear tears, dripping down.

Yi Su is really smart, how can he not feel Lian Changsheng's love for him?Regardless of whether this affection was due to the constraints of the oath or other reasons, he could not question its enthusiasm and sincerity.What's more, almost the entire wrestling world knew that Su Huan had broken her oath of heaven and man. Whether he wanted to accept her or not, Lian Changsheng had already been branded "Su Huan a real woman" among many people in the world. Tag of.

However, for Yu Suzhen, feelings have always been a frighteningly extravagant thing.The women who liked him always seemed to obey the prophecy that the beauty is unlucky, and his wife, Feng Cailing, was even more disfigured. The child had to endure the heart-wrenching pain of separation of flesh and blood when the child was born. He survived and died a miserable death just because she was his Suzhen's real wife.So even though Lian Changsheng is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, gentle and courteous, born in a famous family, elegant and good at rhythm, her cultivation is beyond the innate realm, and she has the capital to make all the men in the world fall in love with her, he can't indulge herself to get close.

It's not that he won't be tempted, it's just that Su Huanzhen, who is ashamed of his heart, can't afford it at all.

It's just that at this moment, facing Lian Wuxia who was weeping sadly, the white-haired swordsman simply couldn't leave her alone.He didn't know what Lian Changsheng had experienced in the few months since he left, and he became so desperate. Even if he tried to force himself to calm down, but as long as one more straw was added to her, she would completely collapse.

The long silence of the person opposite made Lian Wuxia understand his refusal.Perhaps it wasn't that she didn't understand his answer, but she was just waiting for a final confirmation with the last ray of wishful thinking.

If you love someone too much, you will involuntarily love him with everything, even if you give him your heart, you will only feel cold joy.But what if it is a love that is destined to have no response and no result?A woman who spares no effort and is tenacious will also be tired.

Lian Wuxia put down his hands in a slump, revealing a pair of eyes that were still wet with tears.The light brown pupils were washed almost transparent by tears.Her eyes are extremely beautiful, long and narrow, with the tails of the eyes protruding obliquely. Because of the clear light brown spots, there are a few wisps of bright clouds and the charm of bright clouds, which are clear and cold, but turn into the bones.

She was obviously a fairy girl, but at that moment, those eyes seemed to have an indescribable magical power, and when the white-haired swordsman realized it, he had already reached out and wiped away the dangling teardrops on her long eyelashes.

Although it was only a light touch, the white-haired swordsman was embarrassed, while Lian Wuxia had already froze.

The white-haired swordsman took a step back in a hurry to widen the distance between the two, but Lian Wuxia hugged his body before he backed away.The unique elegant lotus fragrance of Qingxiang Bailian surrounded her, and almost instantly ignited her tears again. She broke down in tears: "Call me 'Wuxia', just one, please!"

The girl's arms were very strong, the white-haired swordsman couldn't break free for a while, and he was not good at using force, so he had to give up struggling.The beauty of the world is in his arms, and he is in this wonderful situation that can make the ancient and modern heroes bow down, his eyes are only clear.

Master Lian, please respect yourself.

Lian Wuxia laughed out loud with self-deprecating, interspersed with a few wailing cries, as shrill as blood: "I once swore to Dao Xin, if someone breaks my oath between heaven and man in the future, I will promise you with my body and mind." Su Zhenzhen... Su Zhenzhen, do you understand the meaning of this sentence?"

The white-haired swordsman felt that the blood all over his body was concentrated on his face with a "boom".

Lian Wuxia ignored his embarrassment, and just talked to himself, speaking very fast, it seemed that once interrupted, he would never have the strength to say it a second time: "From the moment you took off my veil , I am not my own. Life is for you, and death will be for you."

"I know that you have a wife and children, but you still pester me endlessly. You saved my life, but you still have to endure the troubles I bring. I'm sorry. But I can't control myself. I have thought about it. It’s good to stay by your side not far away, but thinking about it now, it’s just adding another layer of trouble to you.”

The white-haired swordsman shook his head with difficulty, limited by his body, he couldn't utter a single word, he could only express the guilt in his heart with his eyes: Su Mou never regretted saving you, but...

"No, but," Lian Wuxia's voice was firm, "You! Do you like me? - Like, don't like... Or, do you like me a little bit?"

Probably since her voice sounded a sense of death, the white-haired swordsman began to struggle again.However, Lian Wuxia was faster than him, and his slender fingers sealed all the vital points on his back.How powerful Pingshan's true energy is, with all his strength to seal it, even with the power of a white-haired swordsman, his meridians are stagnant and his body is numb, and he can no longer move.

"Mr. Su, you don't understand, it's impossible, and it's too late..." Lian Wuxia finally let him go, and she walked away a little bit. Under the white-haired swordsman's unbelievable eyes, she turned her head sadly and bit her lips a few times. Want to bleed.

In the past few days, she has thought about it more than once, what will everything be like if the alien world is not unsealed?The consciousness of sealing Zen with a sword has not been swallowed by the Tunfo Boy, Jianxue Wuming has not died, Zixuan, Zhanzhan, and Ebishou are still alive.There is no killing, no plotting and hatred, she is still doing her Miao Yan Hanging Light, traveling around, offering gifts made by herself to her adoptive mother Lian Emei on every festival...Maybe she will meet Jian Xue in a place where the plum blossoms are the best Reunion, sip his Muxue tea; or collect suitable ingredients to make wine, and use it to give Yijian Fengchan to indulge him; visit Jin Bazhen on New Years and holidays, take her old man's red envelope, and hand it over to Zhan Zhan's son.Maybe... Maybe she can meet Su Huanzhen in another way, cook a pot of good tea, talk about the world with him, and talk about the world.

But that's impossible.

Lian Wuxia's eyes were slightly red, she was obviously the quiet and good Yanwan as before, but she was clearly desperate at the top of her lungs: "I don't want to go on like this anymore! I can't go any further in my cultivation, and I can't have a fruitful love in my whole life... …I used to want to save people from the suffering of death, to brighten up the Daomen of Pingshan, and to climb the immortal path with my mother—in any case, Su Zhenzhen, I shouldn’t have the pathetic and despicable face I have now!”

She had tears in her eyes, but her eyes were as resolute and unquestionable as a moth that threw herself into a fire before she died: "Even if I will go to hell with copper pillars after I die, please give me back my freedom!"

Only those who committed fornication and evil in life can fall into the copper tree hell.

The white-haired swordsman was so frightened that he almost squeezed back into his body.

Because of the oath of heaven and man, practice the flawless seven emotions. The wounds of the seven emotions should be completely true to the person, happy because of him, angry because of him, sad because of him, afraid because of him, even love, even evil, Even desire.If the seven emotions cannot be proved, the Taoist heart will be imprisoned, and the realm of cultivation will not be able to advance an inch throughout the life.With an unimaginable willpower, she survived the torment of joy, anger, sorrow, and fear, and she also comprehended the way of ruthlessness to thoroughly understand the heart of love and evil. In the end, the only thing left is desire.

Sealing his acupoints, and threatening to ask him to set her free even if she dies in the Hell of Holding the Copper Pillar, which only wicked people who commit the crime of adultery will fall into.Su Huan really couldn't figure out why Tong Riyou's gentle and docile Taoist priest suddenly made such a shocking decision, but at this point, seeing her desperate expression, it is obviously useless to refuse as before.

Seeing Lian Wuxia approaching step by step, the white-haired swordsman intentionally procrastinated, but this incarnation was born dumb, no matter how anxious his heart was, he couldn't make a sound from his mouth; In the dead body, the stiff limbs couldn't even move.

Could it be, today, really, really doomed?

The white-haired swordsman was terrified for a moment, seeing Lian Wuxia standing in front of him with a pale face, his expression was like seeing a ghost.However, she just looked at his face, as if wanting to imprint every point and every outline vividly to the deepest part of her heart, but after a long time, she smiled sadly, and with a flick of her true spirit, she untied his face. She touched the acupoints of the white-haired swordsman——before he knew it, she had already leaned over and kissed his lips.

The force is so light that it is almost negligible, like the gleam of light falling from the wings of birds in the forest, the flying comets flying in the galaxy, or the scented wisps quietly blooming in the middle of the night.

"That's enough." Lian Wuxia stood up a little, smiled bleakly and sadly, and repeated with a sob, "That's, enough."

At that moment, her eyebrows were full of desolation, as if she was about to escape from this world at any moment.The cool autumn wind brushed her purple hair, she closed her eyes, no longer looked at the white-haired swordsman who was in a daze, turned around slowly, and wanted to walk away.The sleeves were suddenly pulled, and she turned her head in disbelief, and was being embraced by the white-haired swordsman.

A compassionate and compassionate hug, a warm and soft touch from the forehead.

Cultivating to the innate realm, just a kiss with the same mind and a smile with the eyes blending is already the supreme lingering desire and love.

Lian Wuxia opened his eyes wide.

The foreheads of the two touched each other, and their spiritual consciousness blended for an instant.Su Zhenzhen saw a tree of slanting black plums in the depths of Lian Wuxia's altar, and Lian Wuxia also saw a pool of gracefully planted white lotuses in Su Huan's altar.Both of them are people with high cultivation bases, and they understand everything at a glance, so there is no need to say anything.

"So that's how it is." Faint tears moistened his cheeks, and Lian Wuxia realized vaguely.

Both are clean fairy flowers, but one is misty and clear, and the other is clear and elegant. They seem similar, but they are not of the same spirit after all.Plum and lotus, two of the ten friends among flowers, are good friends, and they are only good friends.This love, from the moment it sprouted, was doomed to be paradoxical.

However, just because it is specious, should it be wiped out?

Lian Wuxia didn't know either.The world is so complicated that she has long been unable to distinguish Qingming.

If love is not heavy, it will not give birth to samsara, if love is not deep, it will not fall into samsara.If there is no one who loves and reads in the world, there will be no worries about suffering.All sorrows vanish, as if...

The lotus does not touch the water.

The author has something to say: Wuxia chose to solve the oath in the most direct way.All the turbulent love, the dignity of a Taoist, and the shyness of a girl, were all abandoned by her recklessly.It was just a kiss stolen by coercion, but in the innate realm, it was also an expression of desire.Therefore, in her opinion, the person who committed such filthy things was destined to fall into the Copper Tree Hell after death.

But the hug and last kiss of the white-haired swordsman are just charity, he will always be a pure lotus flower without water.And at the moment when the white-haired swordsman was restrained, Wuxia who did despicable things out of lust could no longer be called Wuxia.