Floating like a dream, live up to your first love

Bai Zihua suddenly stopped his figure, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Who?" With the tip of the sword raised, a few pine needles flew towards Hua Qiangu, just right in her hair.

She bit her lip and walked out from behind the tree.

Seeing it was her, Bai Zi's surprise flashed across the screen, and then he calmly said softly: "You are just recovering from a serious illness, you should take a good rest, why are you so restless." He stretched out his hand to pluck the needles from her hair.

Hua Qiangu stammered and said: "I got tired of lying on the bed, so I came out for a walk, I... I didn't mean to watch you practice swords, nor did I mean to eavesdrop on your conversation with others..." Yue Mo She bit her lip and said, "I...I'll go back right away." Without waiting for his answer, she turned around, covered her face and ran out of the pine forest.

After these many days, Hua Qiangu had already let go of her knots with Bai Zihua, and wanted to hug him and cry, but Bai Zihua was probably hurt by her previous indifference, and many times she was clearly within reach, but she was no longer there. She took the initiative to get close to her, and at night after she fell asleep, he would come to visit him from time to time, and sometimes he would keep watch all night, and she was not unaware of this.

Looking at her back, Bai Zihua thought she was still sulking and didn't chase after her, his eyes dimmed involuntarily.

Back in the room, Hua Qiangu paced back and forth on the floor several times, feeling bored for no reason, Bai Zihua's phrase "With great ability, comes great responsibility" echoed in his ears, he said this sentence was a face-to-face The flash of compassion in the past was intertwined with Sha Qianmo's tenderness and resoluteness before she died, making her chest full of qi and blood.

Walking around like a headless fly for a while, Hua Qiangu suddenly lifted the sword hanging by the bed, walked out the door, and started dancing in the courtyard, using all the moves and moves of the set of swordsmanship that he had just seen from Bai Zihua .

Ever since she obtained Sha Qianmo's inner alchemy, her memory has become much stronger than before. Just now, she only saw Bai Zihua use it once, and she actually memorized [-]% to [-]% of this set of sword skills. Watching it once, even if you learn a sword technique four or five times, you may not be able to make it out.

She is innately blunt, and Sha Qianmo is quick-tempered. If she can't teach two tricks, she loses her patience. Therefore, although he himself has a lot of kung fu, he has spent thousands of bones teaching him for more than ten years, but he still achieves nothing.

Fortunately, Bai Zihua was very patient. At that time, when the extreme north was in danger, he gave her detailed guidance on every move. She didn't worry if she couldn't learn it, and just pointed out over and over again tirelessly.

The long sword glistened in the sun, flowing like quicksilver in Hua Qiangu's hands. She remembered that when she was young, her sister picked her up and built a cloud forest for her;

There was a hot current rolling out of the dantian, and the sword turned and danced quickly, turning into a clear light. She thought of her sister's tenderness and consideration and hidden affection for decades;

The long sword rushed upwards, then slashed downwards, the light of the sword reflected the scorching sun, turning into a dazzling brilliance, she thought of playing and playing with her companions in the sun, the sun spouting flames in the sea of ​​clouds, the foggy forest With a layer of red clouds;

The zhenqi was flowing faster and faster, and it was hard to restrain. What was originally an ordinary move turned into countless exquisite moves in her hands. She remembered that the Great Fox cursed her not to be able to marry if she lived to be a thousand years old. She remembered that Yin Damao forged exorcism charms one by one for the village...

Heaven and earth are furnaces, good fortune is work;

Yin and Yang are charcoal, everything is copper;

Come together and disperse news, there are regular rules;

There are ever-changing things, and there is no beginning.

The scorching sun pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, burning up like a fire, and the radiance shone across the earth, and the long sword refracted neon-like colorful halos.

She remembered that as much ability as a person has, he has to bear as much responsibility.

Like this sun, eternal life hangs alone in the sky, shining on the world.

She danced for a long time, the sun gradually turned from the top of her head to the bottom of the mountain, the sun was setting, the night was getting darker, the moon climbed up from the treetops, and hung high in the blue sky, facing the jade plate, the past was vivid, She was both sad and happy.

On a moonlit night in Yunwu Village, the moon and stars must be sparse, and the silver light is everywhere, right?There are waves in the pine forest, right?

Under the moonlight of Yunwu Mountain, the white epiphyllum must be revealing its youth, right?I don't know which lovers will meet under the moon?

The cloud and mist stream meanders and flows, under such moonlight, will it still be a vast expanse of whiteness?

As soon as she turned her head, Bai Zihua was standing behind her, the moonlight shone on his face, a clear radiance, not stained by dust.

She saw the past in a daze. On the majestic river and under the giant ship, he also had the same expression. He was cold and quiet, thoughtless and innocent. When he lowered his eyebrows, the brilliance of the ground poured into her heart. , throbbing inexplicably.

Approaching her, Bai Zihua said quietly: "Learning martial arts seems to be cultivating kung fu, but in fact it is cultivating the mind. Only when the mind is free of distracting thoughts can one be able to attain perfection."

She stopped her sword and stared blankly at him.

With one hand folded on her sword-holding hand, she led her to push the sword flatly, and said in a low voice: "Taoism is natural, and the way of martial arts is closely related to Taoism. If there are distracting thoughts, it is naturally difficult to comprehend the essence." The fingertip flicked lightly on the sword, making a "clank" sound.

The wrist trembled, "clang"---the long sword fell to the ground.

Hua Qiangu turned around abruptly, hugged him tightly, and called, "Master."

Bai Zihua trembled violently, held her shoulders tightly with both hands, and stammered, "Xiaogu, you...you remember?" Under the ecstasy, he couldn't even speak.

Hua Qiangu stared at him in a daze, and slowly shook his head: "It's just that there are some unclear images running around in my mind, my head hurts, I... I don't know." She stretched out her hand and patted her forehead heavily.

Sighing long at the moon, grabbing her wrist, Bai Zihua carefully took her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's fine if you don't remember it, don't force yourself."

Lying softly in his arms, Hua Qiangu gave a low "hmm".

Without words, all barriers melt away.

Hugging each other quietly for a while, Hua Qiangu suddenly asked softly: "Master, you said that no matter how old a person lives, he will always die, why do he still live?"

"The heaven and the earth do not change, but all things change rapidly. If there is life, there must be death, and life is passed on like this," Bai Zihua said here, his gaze became extremely far-reaching. What she said, "The cycle of cause and effect, this is also the cycle of fate."

"If the Six Realms are destroyed here, then everything created by the predecessors for this world will return to dust, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"So what if I escaped, so what if I couldn't escape, everything is controlled in the dark, compared with the infinite world, my life is only a moment, and the ever-changing world is just a small change in the cycle of heaven and earth."

Pushing him away in a daze, Hua Qiangu asked: "Since everything will eventually return to dust, then what is Master doing now? What's the point of doing all this?

Bai Zihua smiled lightly, and replied: "Because I am also a speck of dust in the prosperity of the three thousand, all I can do is to try my best to protect this reincarnated world."

Thinking carefully about his words several times, Hua Qiangu suddenly had a whim, and asked, "Master, tell me, after thousands of years, after countless reincarnations, will there be an identical you and a If I have the same one, tell me, will they be together?"

This time it was Bai Zihua's turn to be stunned.He suddenly thought, what would it have been like if he hadn't met her, hadn't accepted her as a disciple, or hadn't gone to Yaochi?If there is such a self living in another time and space, how lonely would it be?Thinking of this, I can't help but lose my mind.

Hua Qiangu pushed him: "Master, Master, what are you thinking? You haven't answered my question yet."

Bai Zihua's breathing suddenly became a little short, and his voice was filled with anxiety: "If the six worlds are destroyed, I'm afraid there will never be an identical you and an identical me in the future. Even if there are, I don't know if they can be like you and me. Love each other," he paused, and looked at him firmly, "Xiao Gu, I just want to seize this moment, and I want you to be my wife."

The wind is blowing gently, the moon is melting, Bai Zihua said solemnly. "Xiaogu, marry me."

The moonlight was faint, and Hua Qiangu's eyes were radiant: "Okay." If there will never be another Bai Zihua and Hua Qiangu in the future, or if that Hua Qiangu has never met that Bai Zihua, or if he met Bai Zihua, or just wiped it over the shoulder...

It hurts to think about it.

The author has something to say: woo woo~~ My little squirrel bone, I really can’t bear to send you to the grave of marriage,~~~ tears run

☆, wish to win the heart of one person, the white head will never be separated ([-])