Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Lian Wuxia was in a half-dream and half-awake, a burst of bitterness with astringency, astringency with spiciness, and spiciness with strange sweetness first awakened her sense of smell.Sniffing his nose to distinguish the ingredients, Lian Wuxia thought drowsily, the only one who can make such an ancient and modern idea from the smell of ordinary healing medicines is probably...

She opened her eyes, and as expected, she saw Lian Emei sitting beside the bed, who was staring at the pot of medicine stewed on the stove not far away, with an imperceptible look of distress on Qing Yi's solemn face, if it wasn't for Lian Emei Wuxia already knew her mother-in-law's emotional changes very well. Seeing this expression, she would mistakenly think that what she was facing was not a medicine pot but a murderous monster, and what she was thinking about was not how to boil medicine but I am struggling to suppress the righteousness of subjugating demons and eliminating demons.

Sure enough, even if another 1 years passed, the expression on my mother's face when she looked at the cooking utensils would not change—it was like looking at an enemy who had feuded for ten lifetimes.

How can I remind my mother that I have woken up?Lian Wuxia thought for a while, coughed a few times, and Lian Emei immediately turned her head, with a look of joy on her murderous face: "Are you awake?"

Lian Wuxia nodded, instinctively wanted to sit up, but as soon as he moved, Lian Emei pushed him back with foresight: "Your injury has not fully healed, you don't have to get up again in three days."

Lian Wuxia lay back obediently, her broken leg had been re-bonded and bandaged, and her back didn't hurt much, presumably it was because of the wound medicine.In fact, among the many masters of Taoism, the medical skills of practicing Emei can only be regarded as mediocre, but the Taoist school focuses on cultivating the physical body, and its understanding of the structure of the meridians of the human body far surpasses other sects. It is also rare and brilliant among mortals.What's more, the medicinal materials used by the masters of the Xian family are not light, even the most common prescriptions are often prepared with those elixir herbs that have grown for thousands of years, and the effects of the tossed medicine are still wonderful.Therefore, even though Lian Wuxia's injury was not serious, after applying the wound medicine prepared by Lian Emei and Pingshan spirit grass, he was almost healed, and the remaining sequelae would need to be healed for at least three days. can be cured.

Just lying in bed for three whole days, unable to move even a bit, for a person who is used to being busy, it is simply utterly miserable leisure.Lian Wuxia couldn't help feeling slightly depressed.Fortunately, she practiced with Emei since she was a child, and she has already cultivated the self-cultivation kung fu of not expressing emotions, even if her heart is overwhelmed, her face is calm, and this little depression is naturally nothing.But Lian Emei has raised her for many years, how can the adopted daughter's emotional changes be hidden from her eyes?Looking at the bright red eyelashes trembling slightly on that pink and white face, she knew that her daughter was a little depressed.

Lian Emei moved to one side calmly, a furry deer head immediately took advantage of the opportunity and stretched forward, the black pupils softly approached, reflecting Lian Wuxia's slightly open mouth.The latter looked at the deer, then at Lian Emei - mother really brought it back with her.Lian Wuxia wanted to laugh, but she regarded Lian Emei as a god since she was a child, and her words and deeds were compared to her mother's appearance. Naturally, she has learned this unsmiling habit, so although she is happy in her heart, she doesn't know how to express it After coming out, after a long time, the corners of his mouth just turned up a little stiffly.

Lian Emei saw her adoptive daughter was happy, and there was warmth in his eyes, and he saw the little girl looking at him, as if hesitating for something, her little face like a dough ball gradually turned pink, and her hair became softer and more pleasant.Lian Emei smiled secretly in her heart, and simply looked at what she was going to do with a solemn face. After a while, the little girl seemed to have finally made up her mind, but with the same solemn face, she resolutely stretched out her little hand——clutching Lian Emei's clothes horn.

Lian Emei sighed slightly in his heart, and rubbed the purple-haired Liuguang's little head of his adopted daughter.Before she knew it, she had raised Lian Wuxia for more than forty years. The two were both mother and daughter as well as master and apprentice. The depth of their relationship was self-evident, but the most intimate behavior between the two was just the same as it is now. Rubbing her daughter's head, the daughter timidly grabbed the corner of her clothes.Lian Emei has practiced alone in the mountains for an unknown number of years, and has long forgotten the love of the world. Even if she loves her adopted daughter so much, she doesn't know how to express it.As for Lian Wuxia, Lian Emei could see that she admired him very much, but for some reason, he only dared to approach cautiously like a small animal step by step, but at most dared to tug at the corner of his clothes .As long as she felt a little alienated, she would quietly step aside and huddle herself silently, out of fear of rejection, and also in a disguised form of self-protection.

What did this child go through in the past to develop such a soft and almost pathetic temperament?Lian Emei felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do.To be honest, just by looking at the virtues that her younger brother Kuanglong has grown up with a smile, you can know how bad she is at teaching children, not to mention the problem of children's mental health, a small subject?What's more, as far as Lian Wuxia is concerned, it might not be a bad thing to be soft-tempered.

While thinking about it, she was stroking Lian Wuxia's little head regularly, and when she came back to her senses, she heard thin snoring sounds regularly, rising and falling, like a dizzy spring on the side of Pingshan mountain. softly shimmering water.At some point, Lian Wuxia clutched her clothes tightly and fell asleep.

Looking at her adoptive daughter's pink sleeping face, Lian Emei tucked her feet up.This child has always slept quietly, but this time he actually started snoring, it can be seen that he is really exhausted from the injury - no, where did the snoring sound come from?

Lian Emei's eyes turned slightly, and fell on the snow-white deer on the other side who had not known when to sleep in the dark, dumbfounded.

On the first day of Lian Wuxia's healing, he just fell asleep with Xiaolu in a daze.The next day, Lian Emei received a letter, more specifically, an invitation.

At that time, Lian Wuxia and Xiaolu opened their mouths slightly to watch a streak of light galloping through the door, like a thunderstorm, it stopped three feet in front of Lian Emei and turned into a... Fat Du doodle pigeon.

This image really doesn't match the majestic way of appearing on the stage.

Seeing the little pigeon open its mouth, a beautiful note fell into Lian Emei's hands, and then the pigeon left after flapping its wings.Lian Wuxia couldn't help but be curious, thanks to the elixir, she could already sit up, and immediately moved over eagerly.Seeing this, Lian Emei turned sideways and adjusted the angle so that the little girl who came over could see clearly.

The handwriting is flying, the ink is dripping, and it is freely swayed. It is an excellent calligraphy.Lian Wuxia saw it in his eyes, but suddenly felt a wave of Ling Ran Dao's pressure on his face, and subconsciously shrank behind Lian Emei.Lian Emei patted her head: "This is the handwriting of Cang, the head of Xuanzong's six strings." Feeling the faint trembling of the adoptive daughter under her palm calmed down with her movements, she touched Lian Wuxia's little head again, "One The Langjixuan meeting of Jiazi's first encounter is about to begin."

The Langji Xuanhui, also known as the Four Realms Daoist Fellowship, is organized by the largest Taoist organization in the Four Realms——Taojing Xuanzong, with the assistance of the Taoist organizations in all realms.It was the grand event with the highest standards of Taoism in the Four Realms, and those who were not outstanding were not allowed to participate. If they had not cultivated to the innate realm, they would be embarrassed to step into that gate. Therefore, every cultivator in the four realms wanted to be a congenital person. Then it becomes that everyone is a congenital person - such a grand occasion where there are as many innate talents as dogs, it is simply insane.In addition, the elite disciples of various sects can also participate with their masters. For these young people who are not enough in practice, Xuanzong specially set up a youth group competition, which is right to train the new generation. talents come.

Lian Emei, as the pinnacle figure of the Taoist sect of suffering, is naturally qualified to participate in the meeting. Not only that, but according to Cang's meaning, Lian Emei already has a student under his knees, with extraordinary aptitude. Prestige, you can break the rules and bring a person to participate.

Don't doubt, even though Lian Wuxia has practiced for more than forty years, even if she still has a five or six-year-old loli face because of her slow growth, in terms of her actual age, she is not an exaggeration to be called Renrui in the world.Don't doubt that even if Lian Wuxia has lived to the age of Renrui, in the eyes of those congenital masters who have lived to be a thousand-year king and 8-year-old tortoise, he is just a babbling child.

Therefore, Xuanzong's exception to allow Lian Wuxia to participate in the meeting really gave Lian Emei great face-although Lian Emei didn't really want to buy this face.

When Lian Emei was a teenager, he had a fierce temperament and was unwilling to fall behind. He participated in several Langji Xuanhui during Xuanzong's practice, and achieved great fame every time. My mind also faded.Also, more than ten years have passed when I just concentrate on sitting in meditation, and I don't know how many sessions of the Langji Xuanhui have been missed because of this reason.

Since he didn't care how much limelight he got at the Langji Xuanhui, it didn't matter whether he participated or not - it's just that Lian Emei didn't have a daughter by his side at that time.A woman who has a daughter, even if it is not her own, thinks from a different angle than before. For example, the first reaction of Lian Emei after seeing the invitation is that Lian Wuxia has been raised in the mountains since she can remember. It is also necessary to have a proper understanding of the outside world.

So she said: "Wuxia, pack up your luggage after recovering from your injuries, and go to the Dao Realm with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that her adopted daughter's eyes were more than a circle wider than before.After all, it is still a child's heart, no matter how hard it is to hide its emotions, it is happy to hear that it can go out to play.Just as she was thinking this way, she saw Lian Wuxia's eyes slip away to the side, and her two light and delicate eyebrows frowned in embarrassment.Lian Emei followed her gaze and saw Qingya lying lazily on the ground, as if feeling the gaze of the mother and daughter, she raised her jade-like round eyes and looked back innocently.

Qingya is the name that Lian Wuxia gave the deer. Lian Emei only said that she used the poem "Let's put the white deer between the green cliffs" by Immortal Taibai, which echoes the color of the deer's coat and also has a sense of immortality. The level is quite certain for a while.But she didn't know that the reason why Lian Wuxia gave Xiaolu such a name was because she met it for the first time on the edge of a cliff with a bundle of green firewood on her back... that's all.

Of course, the truth was just forgotten in the habitual silence of the mother and daughter. At this moment, there was only one question circling in the minds of the two of them-there are thousands of mountains and rivers in the Taoist realm, and Emei is used to flying clouds and fog, and practicing Wuxia Naturally, Lian Emei took it with them, but Xiaolu Qingya only knew half-handed air defense skills, so it was obviously unrealistic to take them on the road together, so what would Qingya do after they left?

The author has something to say: When watching the drama, I feel that even if he does not use cultivation as an excuse, Lian Emei is not a person who is very good at expressing his feelings.In addition, the name Langji Xuanhui is self-created, because I feel that the name of the Three Realms Daoist Fellowship in Perak is too weak...

Finally, it is finally time to leave the Pingshan map, guess who they will meet?