Longevity: The Flawless Dream

The green trees are flying emerald, the flowing water is gurgling, and the butterflies are dancing.

The setting sun is setting, it is the time of infinite dusk.

The blond man in bright red clothes stood sideways in the twilight, his dark golden eyebrows shone with brilliance, which was even more magnificent than the sky.

This situation and this scene would be worthy of a painting - if there is no tree on one side of the picture, there is a tree that is not so beautiful, but there is a strong sense of presence engraved with the eleven characters of "This day and this time, the butterfly cuts and challenges the commandment to kill" and signs Yinchuan The words of Mr. Butterfly's golden generosity card.

"Kill half-evil shadows, the sword wind will not leave anyone!" A deep voice chanted a frenzied poem, a figure appeared on the top of the distant peak, his face could not be discerned in the backlight, only the long sword was slanted, and it was full of arrogance Evil appearance.

Clankingly, ice and fire are intertwined, the most evil sword, the craziest sword, the two legends of swords in the Northern Territory are facing each other tit for tat.It seemed to be slow, but at the same time, it seemed to be extremely fast. In just one breath, the two had already exchanged more than a hundred moves.Apart from the initial temptation, as the time went on, Mr. Butterfly's intention of coping with each other's moves became more obvious, and Feng Chan with a sword took off a few points of strength.The distance between the perfunctory tricks and the expected hearty competition is too far. Yijian Fengchan only endured for a while, then his patience ran out. His figure shot out and disappeared behind the dazzling sun: "Fear of war is not like you."

Mr. Butterfly blinked his eyes, looking helpless and rascal: "That's right! Bendie chooses the third item on your Jianfeng post, but I haven't embraced the beauty yet. This battle is meaningless."

His lover, Gongsunyue, was sealed by Lord Deng into a golden version of A Yuezi. Although Die loves gold, but Gongsunyue's status is much higher than that of gold and Die.It just so happened that the rumor of "human evil sword destroying gold and silver" was at the top of the hot search list at that time, and it happened that Mister Butterfly happened to have a sword wind post from Feng Chan in his hand. Ah Yuezai, even though he knows what a difficult opponent Renxie is, Mister Butterfly can only accept this invitation.

Yijian Fengchan let out a "hmph" laugh: "The abacus is stupid."

Mr. Butterfly smacked the meaning of the words, suddenly felt blessed, and opened his mouth to tease: "This sentence, tsk tsk, how does Bendie listen... there is a unique and unique sour taste of a bachelor who has been single for thousands of years to the lovers of the world?"

"Ridiculous! There are countless mediocre women in the world, and it's hard to get into Feng Chan's eyes." Yijian Feng Chan said proudly.

"Oh?" Mr. Butterfly raised his eyebrows leisurely, "The standard is quite high, isn't it? Let's hear it, it's fine to be a vulgar fan, but how can the remaining women make people look evil?" With one sentence, Yi Jian Feng Chan was speechless as if he was stumped.Seeing this, Mr. Butterfly joked, "What? Don't dare to say it?"

Yijian Fengchan is obviously very dissatisfied with this sentence "dare not", but in order to refute this sentence "dare not", he must give a reliable answer: "The appearance must be extraordinary, and the skill must be superb."

Mr. Butterfly touched his chin: "Although there are not many women who meet these two requirements, there are also quite a few. It doesn't sound like there is anything unique about it, huh?"

"Shen Yun is handsome and handsome, with a clear-cut temperament." Yijian Fengchan continued.

For some reason, Mr. Butterfly, who was originally full of gossip, was silent for a moment: "That's all?"

"You also need to know how to cook tea, know the rhythm, and you should be able to dance..." Probably because of inspiration, Yi Jian Feng Chan followed it without changing his breath, but what responded to him was the evil glow of Butterfly Zhan Yanhong, Mister Butterfly With a "swish" sound, he drew out the knife, raised his eyebrows, and shouted angrily: "You are so evil, Ben Die knows that you have ulterior motives and plots against my family, A Yuezai! Ben Die will fight with you!"

"The inexplicable butterfly madness!" Yijian Fengchan sneered, turning into a sword light and flying shadow, rushing to the distance before the butterfly's sword light approached him, but in the blink of an eye, he ran away without a trace.

Mr. Butterfly was so angry that he almost became a butterfly mad: "Human evil, at least make it clear when you will release the golden seal for Ah Yuezai before you leave!"

There is a voice echoing in the empty mountains and plains: "After the moonlit night, there will be an illusion of Yinchuan valley. The gold and silver seals are broken, and the butterfly's life will die!"

Mr. Butterfly withdrew his knife, and said bitterly: "You said I was a butterfly maniac, but you are obviously a five-character maniac! Hmph!"

Yijian Fengchan was running fast on the barren mountains and ridges, replaying every move and every style that Shicai and Mr. Butterfly fought in his mind. Although they were only testing each other, he could still judge that the other party was the one he had never seen in his life. Enemy.Thinking of this, the coolness of the night breeze could not quench the excitement and fighting spirit that was gradually boiling in his heart.

The state of mind of a simple prodigal swordsman, the courage and excitement of wandering on the front line of life and death, is unimaginable for ordinary people, but it is really a rare enjoyment for him.

It would be even more perfect if there is no stalker behind him who hides his head and shows his tail and refuses to show his true face.

"Ha!" He laughed loudly, and his speed suddenly increased.The follower paused for a moment, and immediately stopped spending all his effort to hide his figure, and chased after him openly.In the wilderness, two figures galloped past, and finally stopped on the Bingfeng Ridge. Two figures appeared in front of one another, one with a green face and brown hair, sharp eyebrows, the other with a crown of Wei She, and a handsome face. It was Yijian Fengchan and Tianxi King Beichenyin of the Beichen Dynasty.

"Why are you chasing me?" Yijian Fengchan swung his long sword, plunged into the rocks, stretched out a foot, stepped on a big rock without any image, and asked.

Such a rough behavior is indeed vulgar and rude in the eyes of the kings and grandchildren. Fortunately, Bei Chenyin is used to dealing with the green forest forces, and he doesn't feel that the other party is impolite in his eyes. Sword evil breaks gold and silver', but Prince Deng's strength is unpredictable, even if you are called human evil, are you really sure to break Gongsun Yue's gold seal?"

Yijian Fengchan's tone was a little impatient: "Yes, or not, the one who should be worried is Mr. Butterfly, what are you doing?"

Bei Chenyin paused for a moment, he thought that this person should be a frank and illiterate person, so he used false words to tempt him, but unexpectedly he was frank but also meticulous, it is best to treat this kind of person frankly and frankly, the usual polite temptation in official circles It will only have the opposite effect: "Under Beichen Yin. Frankly speaking, the Beichen Dynasty is facing the threat of selling gold and silver Deng Jiuwu. This crisis can only be solved by you. The emperor issued a recruitment list a few days ago. Anyone who can deal with Deng Jiuwu People, all can enjoy the honor of the dynasty, are you willing to go?"

Listening to his sincerity, even if he is not interested in the content, Yijian Fengchan's tone is still better: "Not interested."

Bei Chenyin pondered for a moment: "Is there nothing in this world that you need?" Before the sound fell, he had already noticed a change in Yijian Fengchan's aura, and secretly thought something was going on in his heart.Sure enough, where the sword light fell, a flame imprint went deep into the sand and stones: "Find the Tunfo boy, and we will be friends!"

After asking about the relevant clues about Tunfo boy, Bei Chenyin didn't pay attention to Feng Chan with a sword, and left right away.Yijian Fengchan snorted coldly, put the sword in his hand, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Hiding well, now that the irrelevant person is gone, why don't you come out?"

The quiet sound of hooves came lightly from a distance, and a little cloud exuded moist and clear light, floating in the darkness into extended footprints one by one.The sound of hooves stopped not far away, and a ray of moonlight fell, reflecting Lian Wuxia Liuli's blood-stained eyes.

"I haven't seen you for many years." Four words floated in front of Yijian Fengchan, and the lingering clouds looked very quiet and ethereal under the moonlight in the middle of the night.

Yijian Fengchan sneered: "Yeah, it's been many years since I last saw you. At the beginning, I said that I don't regard someone as a friend, and someone who regarded me as a friend has been away for more than ten years. I didn't point it out just now, you Don't you even have the time to pass by a friend's house and say hello?"

One sentence seemed to stop Lian Wuxia, and there was no movement behind him. After a while, Yun Qi reunited in front of Yijian Fengchan: "Sorry."

Good attitude to admit mistakes.Yijian Fengchan's expression softened, and then he turned around slowly, but after seeing the posture of the comer, he pulled his blue face again: "Is it necessary to keep your back to me?"

It's really unnecessary... As Lian Wuxia thought about it, he was tense and refused to turn around.She once boasted at Yijian Fengchan that she wanted to find his best friend Jianxue for him.She really wasn't sure whether Yijian Fengchan would remember this incident—if he remembered, she would not lie if asked; In her eyes, once she turned around and faced Yijian Fengchan, she would definitely reveal her secrets completely—once she revealed her secrets, it would be a trivial matter for her to feel sorry for herself, and it would be terrible if she accidentally revealed Jian Xue's whereabouts and everything.

After all, Jian Xue's mind is as stubborn as Leng Yu under the glacier in the extreme northern snowfield. He doesn't want to see Feng Chan with a sword, so she can only try her best to hide it.In order to avoid the embarrassing situation in front of her, she has deliberately walked around the Bingfeng Ridge these years. No matter what this time, she must not give up all her previous efforts.

With this thought in mind, Lian Wuxia forcibly changed the subject: "Legend of the Jianghu, you want to compete with Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly?"

"Yeah, that's right, I'm going to kill again." Yijian Fengchan said casually, and sure enough, he saw Lian Wuxia's back trembling, even if he couldn't see her face, he could imagine that she was anxious and angry at the moment expression.Yijian Fengchan waited for her enough, and then added: "I lied to you."

Lian Wuxia: ...

What happened to this sudden desire to fight?She is a monk, so she should keep her mind from chasing things, and her heart should not be subject to things, so that all relationships are clear and silent, and she keeps her eyesight clear.It is necessary to know that a thought suddenly arises and a thought ceases; that is, this single thought is the root of affliction and sorrow, the cause of life and death.Master Ziyang said it well, "The mind is quiet and still, so you might as well sit and lie down and sing. A pool of autumn water is still deep, so don't be surprised by the wind."...

One day, she will have to frame the phrase "I lied to you" and paste it on his forehead!

Because of the opposite, she had no way of knowing Yijian Fengchan's expression, and could only hear a hint of a smile in his voice: "You still haven't changed your shameful problem, just one sentence can make your breath float, if you want If you really put it on the field of Shura to fight, you will be distracted when you see a dead person, why don't you die so that there are not even bones left?"

Lian Wuxia bit her lip: "What's wrong with Mister Butterfly?"

"Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly is a rare master. I have long wanted to compete with him, but this butterfly has always been obedient and refused to fight. If it wasn't for rushing to save his lover Gongsunyue who was sealed in gold and silver, he wouldn't have responded this time. I posted my sword wind post." Yijian Fengchan explained.

"You..." Lian Wuxia hesitated inexplicably after writing only one word, before continuing to write after a while, "Are you sure?"

"In a martial arts competition, life and death depend only on one's own ability. Winning, living, losing, and dying, why do you need to think so much?" Yijian Fengchan said very casually.

Lian Wuxia understood the spirit of a man like him who despised life and valued his opponents, but he was always a little depressed.After thinking about it, she narrowly wrote the sentence "You are like this, I am not afraid of Jianxue's worry". Fortunately, she held back the impulse and wrote instead: "I have always heard about your Jianfeng posts, but I always It's unrecognizable."

"Here, this is the battle card that I sent to Mr. Butterfly." With a flash of Yi Jian Feng Chan's sword wind, Lian Wuxia melted it away, and a battle card appeared in his palm, and it read: "I have seen the butterfly shadow for a long time, a sword wind Tie, go in three directions, kill yourself to save time, kill each other with fighting spirit, if you choose the town of beauties, kill butterflies in ten days!"

The characters are written in a graceful manner, and there are even five characters long thick ink graffiti after "seeing the butterfly shadow for a long time". Lian Wuxia was amazed for a moment.She was silent for a moment, and wrote sincerely: "Okay (there are some spaces here)!"

"...Is it necessary to have such a gap in the middle?" Yijian Fengchan touched his chin, "Let me guess—oh! What you really want to write is—a good, ugly, one-stroke character?"

Self-knowledge has always been the most outstanding virtue of Yijian Fengchan.Lian Wuxia couldn't be too sure, lest he hurt his self-esteem, so he simply pretended not to hear, and took out two wine jars and threw them over.Yijian Fengchan copied one left and one right in his hand: "Is this the Hantanqing you mentioned?"

Lian Wuxia nodded.The formula of Hantanqing was researched by her and Mu Xianfeng last year. It was brewed with 72 rare herbs and 36 springs with different clarity and turbidity. In addition to the delicious taste, it also has the effects of warming the meridians, activating collaterals, stopping bleeding and rejuvenating, nourishing the internal organs, and increasing internal strength.Yijian Fengchan is a man of the rivers and lakes, and he spends two days at a time, and the place where he lives is also cold in Bingfengling, so drinking this cold pool is the most suitable.It's a pity that the collection of materials and the brewing process of this wine are too cumbersome, and it took a lot of effort and effort, but in the end it was just a small three urn.

"There are only these two urns?" Yijian Fengchan stared at the small size of the wine urn, very surprised.

Lian Wuxia was a little guilty.Originally, there were three urns, but unfortunately, I ran into Master Xuanlian on the way, and one urn was removed by biochemical transformation.Every time Lian Wuxia thought about this, she felt rather depressed.It would be great if Master Xuanlian could avoid drinking like Jianxue—unknowingly he thought of Jianxue again, and if this continues, he must reveal his secrets.

It's time to leave.

She lowered her head slightly, and the night wind swept a few strands of hair from her sideburns across her cheeks, which was very soft and cool to the touch: "I brewed Hantanqing by myself, don't you want to try it?"

Yi Jian Feng Chan heard the words and immediately lifted the mud seal of one of them, and the cold and clear aroma of wine immediately overflowed.He smelled it, and a look of intoxication suddenly appeared on the blue face.He raised his head and drank down his throat again, the taste of the mouthfeel was indescribable, the power of the wine had dissipated, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable, so he knew it was precious medicinal wine.

"Is there really only these two urns?" With some heartache, he suppressed the urge to drink to the last drop, and put down the wine urn.

Not far away, Lian Wuxia, who was standing there with his back turned to him, was gone.

After a long time, Yijian Fengchan murmured to himself in disbelief: "This counts... Jiudun?"

The author has something to say: I cried for a long time when I saw the news of Mr. Yang Jiang's death today, and forgot about the update, so don't blame me for the late update.I just lament that Mr. Zhongshu and Guan Chengzi are finally able to reunite in the kingdom of heaven, without her wandering around alone in the world, immersed in a lonely century-old dream, in a sense, it is also a kind of fulfillment... right?

The bad calligraphy of Yijian Fengchan's Jianfeng post was certified by Mr. Butterfly himself. As for the graffiti and ink piles of magical horses, in fact, Yijian Fengchan needs to see the flawless practice. Erased.

The mind is quiet and calm, so you might as well sit and lie down and sing.A pool of autumn water is still deep, don’t be surprised when the wind blows——from "Moon on the West River" by Zhang Boduan, a real person in Ziyang