Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Time is ethereal, always at the flick of a finger.

I don't know when and when, such a legend spread in the Northern Territory——

There is a person who burns three hundred swordsmen just for one sword move; there is a person who kills three thousand kings and chieftains just for one breath.

And the person who pursues the future has a sword and an enemy.

The person who looks for the past has a sword and a benefactor.

Just ask the person now, he has a knife and a lover.

It sounds like a very classy legend, but in fact it is also a very classy content. Unfortunately, not everyone can appreciate all kinds of classy connotations, such as the famous battle that is trekking hard in the cold winter wind .And the reason why he can't appreciate it is because their famous family is unfortunately one of the three hundred cannon fodder swordsmen who were burned by the "legendary" at the top.

The descendants of famous families in the past, now their families are ruined and their families are ruined. All they want is to learn the best martial arts from their masters and kill their enemies with their hands.Unexpectedly, that enemy slaughtering his entire family was not enough, and even teased him like a cat catching a mouse. Whenever he worshiped a master, he would see the dead body of the master that night.The hope that has been ignited repeatedly has been shattered again and again, and Ming Zhan's spirit is on the verge of collapse. If he hadn't relied on revenge and hatred to support him, he might have gone mad already.Seeing himself in a plum grove, falling flowers crackled all around, hitting him all over.

Even you bully me!Even you bully me!

The anger of the famous battle almost burst out from the seven orifices, picked up a big rock and smashed it on the plum tree.Unexpectedly, a gust of wind passed by, and the falling flowers were colorful, and the blow full of resentment was silently dissipated, as if it never existed at all.Ming Zhan stood there in amazement for a long time, then turned around as if feeling something, and saw a green-haired man sleeping against a rock in the depths of the fallen flowers, with an ordinary face and ordinary clothes, he seemed to be an ordinary tourist.The next plum blossoms fell heavily on his clothes, but he just closed his eyes and rested, the peaceful and pleasant atmosphere seemed so light that it would melt into the space between heaven and earth at any moment.

Unknowingly, Ming Zhan was drawn by his aura, the anger and grief in his heart slowly subsided, and his reason also recovered.He suddenly realized that he might have met a real expert, and he must not miss this opportunity, so he immediately rushed forward: "Hero, no, Master, Ming Zhan wants to worship you as his teacher!"

The man slowly opened his eyes, only then did he realize that he had a pair of blue pupils that were so crystal clear that they were almost strangely clear. After these eyes embellished his plain face, he suddenly gave birth to a youthful solitude like a finishing touch. Some are clear and beautiful.He seemed to be very young, not just his age or appearance, but his innocence and clarity from inside to outside, from outside to inside, everywhere.

Ming Zhan was stunned, and finally he did not forget his previous topic, and knelt down at his feet: "Ming Zhan has a family feud, and he is bound to learn the best martial arts and stand on the top of the warrior!"

The man's eyes moved, and the light of a famous sword flashed up and disappeared. He was very startled: "Why don't you ask about the top? Looking down at the sky is not high!"

"Then let me stand on a higher ground, let me be even more on top of the peak! Master, please complete the disciple!" Ming Zhan said eagerly.

The man closed his eyes again, but he answered irrelevantly: "You are late."

"What's late? Why is it early?" Ming Zhan was already upset, and was even more confused by this sudden sentence, "Master, can you explain it more clearly?"

The other party didn't answer, and he didn't need to answer, because the fallen flowers all over the ground suddenly lifted into the sky, and Fang Fei condensed a few lines of words while flying: "I encountered a snowstorm on the way, helping the herdsmen to transfer cattle and sheep, and missed the itinerary."

After the man saw it, the congealing flowers all over the sky lost the power to support them, and fell in profusion in an instant.Ming Zhan realized something, turned his head quickly, and saw the woman in purple walking out behind the boundless fallen flowers and branches holding a white deer, her face was covered with a light veil, and her forehead was as cold as jade.She has a head of extremely rich and beautiful purple hair, which is blown by the wind to create subtle ripples, as if she has absorbed the brilliance of the cold snow in three winters, and she is as if she is alive.

Compared with the bland green-haired man who has almost no sense of presence, the woman must be the most eye-catching existence no matter what occasion she appears in.

Condensing flowers into words, falling silently, such a master, according to the original purpose and style of fighting by name, he had to pounce on him and tearfully beg him to be his teacher, but look at his kneeling posture, and his muddy posture. Dirty shoes and skirts, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, you feel in a mess, and for a while, he was a little embarrassed and speechless.

"What's the matter with the young man?" This time, it wasn't Luohua who congealed the words, but the cloud as soft as snowflakes, but it was the woman who had greeted the man, and seeing that he just knelt there motionless, she asked .

Mingzhan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly explained the whole story of his family's destruction, encounter with an expert, and his dedication to revenge from his teacher, and finally looked at the woman with hope.He could see that the woman had an extraordinary friendship with this mysterious master, if she was willing to intercede, maybe he could get what he wanted!

The woman was Lian Wuxia, who nodded slightly when she heard the words: "The kindness of your parents and the kindness of the family's upbringing, everything is hard to pay for in a hundred deaths. You can not avoid fear and persist in revenge, it is an act of benevolence, filial piety and righteousness."

Famous Zhan has lived and slept in the open for several months, and the world is harsh. Every time he is taken in with great difficulty, his benefactors are all killed by his enemies, and others ridicule him in every possible way.He was also a son of a famous family in the past, where did he suffer such hardships?Even with the support of the belief in revenge, my heart has been scarred by Yan Liang's fate. At this moment, I suddenly heard such comforting words, especially when the other party was such a beautiful girl. She wanted to howl and cry, but she only cried a few times, but she felt that her collapsed appearance was really unsightly, so she gritted her teeth and looked at her and the man full of expectation, the expectation in her eyes was almost It's about to materialize.

"But there is one thing you did wrong." Lian Wuxia sighed, "Since you know that the enemy is strong, you shouldn't go to the weak. Even if they are eager for justice and do not fear the strong and take you as their disciple, but You gave your life in vain, and a heart of kindness turned into a knife to take your life. How can you bear it! You need to know that I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me!"

Ming Zhan blushed and turned pale: "But, but..." He hesitated a few times, and a look of anger flashed across his face, "Is it wrong for me to want revenge? I am not only revenge for my family, but also for those And the dead benefactor will take revenge!"

"You're looking for the wrong person." Lian Wuxia was very puzzled, "There are so many famous heroes who are righteous and chivalrous, why don't you go to them for help?"

Ming Zhan choked up for a moment, glanced at the man secretly, Lian Wuxia shook his head when he saw this, "What he learned was not killing skills." Seeing Ming Zhan looked at himself again, he immediately wrote, "Me too."

The little hope that the young man had finally raised was shattered by the blow, his knees gave way, and he fell to his knees again: "Master, please point out a way out!"

Lian Wuxia exerted a force to lift him up, and Yu Jin released a line of words: "Haojiju, Smiling Red Dust; Liulijing, Sword Madness and Sword Crazy."

Ming Zhan seemed to be startled by some inexplicable thoughts for a long time, and finally showed a look of painful determination, and said in a painful voice: "I... choose Ye Xiaochai!"

Qingya, send him there.Lian Wuxia ordered immediately.

After the famous Zhanhou made his choice, he was in a trance, and suddenly saw the white deer turn out from behind Lian Wuxia, coming like wind and lightning, and he didn't see what it did. The wind roared in his ears, and the scenery on both sides retreated in a daze.But in the blink of an eye, it was already ten miles away.

The man remained silent until one person and one deer Yuandun said: "It's hard to understand the obsession, why help him sink into the mud?"

"You want him to break through the cage, to break through this dispute and attachment. But everyone has attachments, but not everyone has the true nature. If you can't get rid of him, why not help him? Jianxue, rewards and punishments are also the way of heaven, blindly avoiding, How is it different from running away?" Lian Wuxia turned to look at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

The man named Jian Xue immediately understood what she meant: "Are you persuading me, for him?"

Lian Wuxia's bright red brows furrowed slightly, and he wrote immediately: "Who can I persuade? Swords and people have very different temperaments, but stubbornness comes from the same school. Because of your unwillingness, I dare not even send letters to you. Give him a letter, lest a single word will reveal your whereabouts. Who am I for?"

Seeing that her expression was dark, Jian Xue was clearly angry, and her high-pitched tone suddenly dropped: "I'm sorry. I... have a reason why we can't see each other."

"What's the reason? You can't say it clearly to your confidant like him?" Lian Wuxia's eyes were piercing, and he went straight to Jian Xue's eyes. I am also a person who loves plums, let me ask you, what do you love about plums?"

"Proud and Bingxin, clean and self-preserved, not changing with the world." Jian Xue said without thinking.

"Are you talking about flowers? Or people?" Lian Wuxia asked.

"What's the difference?" Jian Xue asked back.

"If flowers really have knowledge, why do they have to be born in winter? In order to show their strength of character? It's just that things are different, and they are destined to be born in this severe winter. "Lian Wuxia's eyes were clear, and he wrote slowly.

Jian Xue asked rhetorically, "Is this a flower again? Is it a person?"

"But according to the king's will." Lian Wuxia looked at him slightly sideways, "Flowers are not afraid of cold and suffering, but people are afraid of going forward?"

Jian Xue pondered for a long time: "You're right." Ignoring Lian Wuxia's expectant eyes when he heard the words, he said, "Everyone has attachments, and Jian Xue Wuming is not as intelligent as you imagine." His snow-like blue pupils dimmed slightly, "This is my attachment."

Lian Wuxia is also sad.Knowing Jianxue's answer clearly, but still wanting to confirm again and again, how can such a self not be persistent?

Similar conversations, the two have argued countless times in recent years.If Jianxue really didn't want to see him, Lian Wuxia would naturally throw it away.But she clearly felt that when she persuaded Jian Xue to meet him, the former was clearly wavering.If not, she would not bring up this unpleasant topic again and again.

Lian Wuxia couldn't understand the emotion of clearly missing but choosing to separate.

The author has something to say: Ahem, I haven’t seen you for a long time. The author has gone through the difficult training of the second subject, the overtime marking of the mid-term exam, and the exercise accounting time hovering on the verge of heatstroke. Finally, I slept soundly yesterday Sleep.Although I don't have time to think about the plot recently, but the "May [-]st" festival is too special, it is better to have another chapter.

The same person who loves plums, Jianxue maintains cleanliness and self-defense, and Lian Wuxia obeys his orders. This is the biggest difference between the two.Jian Xue and Jiu Pantu's two Nirvana and the blemishes of longevity all come from this.As for what happened to Wuxiameizhi and Renxie...

I won't tell you, I won't tell you, hum!