Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

The feather eyelashes moved slightly, opened the eyes, closed them, opened them again, and closed them again.

After repeated several times, the girl's eyes finally opened completely.

The chapped lips announced the need for water, and the girl's Runuo voice sounded without warning: "Water..."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the girl suddenly froze, her eyes revealing disbelief.

On the other hand, the man who was watching jumped up as if surprised, hurried to the opposite table and poured a glass of water to her lips: "Jing'er, here comes the water."

Jinger?Who is he calling?The girl's eyes were dazed for a while, and she unconsciously bit the dead skin on her lips until she was awakened by the coolness on her lips. It turned out that the man saw her not moving, and thought she had no energy to drink, so he brought the cup to his lips.

After drinking a glass of water, her consciousness gradually regained consciousness. The girl looked at the man with a joyful face, tried hard to think in her memory, and finally found a corresponding person, and asked tentatively: "...Mr. Yin?"

Then I saw the man on the opposite side froze.

"What's wrong with Senior Sister?" Baili Tusu, who came over after hearing the news, asked Hongyu eagerly, and Hongyu just shook her head helplessly: "She shut herself in the room and didn't want to see anyone. Anyone who goes in will be pushed out , and now the door is locked.”

"What's going on here?" Baili Tusu suddenly grabbed Yin Qianshang who was standing aside in a daze: "What's wrong with her?"

Yin Qianshang drooped his head, with a decadent look: "I don't know. After she woke up, she looked at me strangely... She also called me... Mr. Yin. At first I thought she was joking, but Her look was weird, it didn't look like she was pretending... After that

She just started yelling and kicked me out. "

"Mr. Yin? Is this what she said?" Fang Lansheng was confused in capital letters: "Is she out of her mind?"

"Shut up, idiot!" Xiangling stomped on Fang Lansheng's foot hard: "Crow's mouth! Bah, bah, bah!"

"Maybe it will be fine after a while." Hongyu comforted: "Jing'er just woke up, maybe there are still some spells cast on her by God Nuwa, everyone should disperse first, wait until Jing'er recovers by herself. "

Listening to the disputes of the people outside the house, the girl inside the house looked at the front with a blank expression.

静儿

静儿

Called several times, still no response.

Raising his hand, he looked at the calluses on his hand that had been worn out from years of sword practice, and stroked his cheek with this hand.

this is my hand

this is my face

this is my leg

Murong Jing stared closely at the figure reflected in the mirror.

This is... my body.

Going down to the ground, walked a few steps, and then turned back.

This is, down-to-earth feeling.

According to the memory, he unlocked the Qiankun technique in his sleeve and summoned the water cut off.

The family heirloom sword of the Murong family.

Pulling out the blade, a cold light flashed across Murong Jing's eyes, so dazzling that she couldn't help but flinch.

Stretching out her hand, she caressed the blade of the sword carefully, the unique cold touch of metal made her heart skip a beat.

Murong Jing didn't know what she was thinking, or maybe she didn't think about anything, she just felt her mind was blank, until the pain on her wrist brought her back to reality.

At some point, the wrist that was unconsciously rubbing against the blade of the sword was cut open by the sharp blade of Duan Shui. Murong Jing looked at the gurgling blood continuously flowing from her wrist, and didn't even realize what was going on at all.

She just felt that the blood was so hot... Then she remembered that it was painful.

I am really a living person.

His eyes became blurred, and the warm liquid gradually soaked his face.

Murong Jing didn't know what she was crying for, whether she was celebrating her life, or was sad for Su Jing's departure.

"Jing'er, what's the matter?" Hongyu's worried voice came from outside the door: "Can I come in?"

Murong Jing didn't speak, just let her tears fall drop by drop.

Hearing the intermittent sobs from the room, Hongyu sighed and was about to leave when she suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't notice it, but standing at the door at this moment is Hongyu with extraordinary senses.

It's coming from the house!

Realizing this, Hongyu didn't hesitate, cast a spell to open the locked door, and rushed in hastily.When she saw the girl standing beside the table crying silently, she only felt heart-wrenching pain.

"Jing'er, how are you?" Hongyu walked quickly to Murong Jing, and found her cut wrist.

"Why are you so careless and hurt like this." Hongyu held Murong Jing's wrist in distress, took a clean veil to clean her wound, and carefully applied the medicine.

"Sister Hongyu..." Murong Jing saw clearly the person in front of her, she recognized him.Jing'er may not know, but she remembers.On the day Su Jing was punished, her body was dripping with blood from the beating. It was this person who carefully prescribed medicine for her.Many times, in Tianyong City, after Su Jing fell asleep, this person would take good care of her.Only Shizun and her know about this matter.For Hongyu, she felt very cordial.

Master...

Yes, Hongyu is Master's sword spirit, and she has been taking care of her carefully under Master's order.

Murong Jing has never missed Ziyin so much.

Only Master will tolerate her infinitely, and only Tianyong City is her home...

"I...I miss Master." Murong Jing heard herself moaning like a kitten, with a fragility she had never imagined.

"I want to go back to Tianyong City..."

It's all over, and it's time to break up.

Because Yin Qianshang has not been convicted in Youdu, Feng Qingxue can't leave, so she can only send everyone to Zhonghuang Mountain, and bid farewell to everyone reluctantly.

"Susu, when everything is over, I will definitely go to you." Feng Qingxue solemnly held Baili Tusu's hand.

"Okay, maybe I'll come to Youdu first to look for you." Baili Tusu's eyebrows still had some shadows, but facing Feng Qingxue, he still put on some sincere smiles.

Sensing her lover's melancholy, Feng Qingxue could only hold Baili Tusu's cold hand tightly, trying to pass her warmth to him.

"Jing'er will definitely get better, she just needs time...to recover..."

The unfinished sentence dissipated in the wind, Feng Qingxue felt that this sentence could not even deceive herself.

After Jing'er woke up, she was not the same as before.No, it's a completely different person.

Although she still remembered everyone, she was so alienated from them.

Feng Qingxue still remembered that when Jing'er called Lan Sheng Mr. Fang, Lan Sheng's jaw almost dislocated.

Jing'er seemed to have mastered all the etiquette overnight, and suddenly learned everything a woman should know.

Just like the bun she wears now...

I didn't notice before that Jing'er's hair was always hanging behind her back, and she didn't even have a headband to tie her hair.Fortunately, her hair is very smooth, obediently ironed on her cheeks, making her oval face look like an oval face.

And now...Feng Qingxue looked at the girl with her hair in a bun and light yellow dress, her face was more delicate because her hair was pulled up, and she couldn't associate her with Jing'er.

Jing'er's face was full of vigor at all times.

And the person in front of him, for some reason, always had lingering sadness in his eyes.

Feng Qingxue suddenly felt that maybe she shouldn't bring Jing'er to Youdu.

Fang Lansheng had been away from home for a long time, so he naturally wanted to go back to Qinchuan. Before leaving, he asked Xiangling if he would go back with him to see his second sister.Although the little fox didn't understand why Fang Lansheng blushed and answered shyly when he mentioned this, but after thinking about the strict rules of Tianyong City and the few annoying Tianyong disciples she had seen, she agreed to Fang Lansheng.

So Baili Tusu, Murongjing and Hongyu returned to Tianyong City with their flying swords.

Tianyong City is located on the top of Kunlun, surrounded by peaks, with a clear air.

Following the mountain, going down the stairs, the palaces are orderly. The solemnity here is different from the casualness of the Qingyu Altar, and its grandeur is also different from the coolness and simplicity of the Tiezhu Temple.

Tianyong City has lasted for hundreds of years. The purpose of the sect is to "respect the pure and restrain the turbidity". All the disciples in the sect practice the method of purifying the turbidity. Self-purification.The non-self way of practice makes people purify themselves and get rid of turbidity, while the way of self-cultivation is easy to encourage turbidity. This is the concept that Tianyong City abides by. Therefore, their attitude towards demons is that evil demons must be eliminated. It varies according to the situation, or let it go, or imprison those with severe turbidity, and observe and educate.

When the sixth generation head of Tianyong City, a Taoist named "Ziyin" was sincerely invited by the head, and he was the elder holding the sword. The method of the sword has greatly improved the strength of Tianyong City's sect, which is why the impression of Tianyong City in later generations is always inseparable from the use of Qi to control the sword and the reason why the sword is well-made.

On the eve of the death of the sixth generation master, there was a lot of appeal for Zhen Ziyin to succeed him as the master. Some elders and disciples even asked whether the sect should abandon the traditional practice of inner law, and only focus on raising swords with people and uniting people with swords.However, Master Ziyin has no intention of being the head of the sect, nor does he intend to replace the tradition of Tianyong City. Since then, for several generations, he has only served as the elder holding the sword, and is committed to integrating the two different cultivation methods.The heads of all generations respected him very much, and the disciples of all generations admired his demeanor, and they all wanted to worship him.

Stepping on the stairs extending to the sky in Kunlun Mountains, Tianyong City is at the end of the stairs, and Murong Jing suddenly stopped moving forward.

This is the place where she has the most sense of belonging, but she is suddenly afraid.

The so-called timidity of being close to the countryside is roughly the same.

Hongyu saluted lightly: "Both... Hongyu will not enter Tianyong City with you."

Baili Tusu nodded: "Naturally, the matter of Master Sword Spirit is not known to everyone, so it will be very inconvenient no matter what."

Seeing Murong Jing who suddenly hesitated, Baili Tusu asked, "Senior Sister?"

Murong Jing suddenly raised her head and stared at Baili Tusu: "What?"

The confused eyes were not so much staring at Baili Tusu, but rather like a frightened little rabbit.

Baili Tusu was taken aback by his thoughts, senior sister?bunny?Those two words don't seem to go hand in hand at all.

Suddenly remembering the abnormality of the senior sister after returning from Wahuang Palace, Baili Tusu's heart sank. Looking at the senior sister who seemed to be at a loss, he cleared his throat: "Let's go."

"Oh... good." Murong Jing nodded in agreement.

It seems to meander to the horizon, but there are only 105 steps in front of the gate of Tianyong City.

It was the first time for Murong Jing to walk this step, and she suddenly remembered that a long time ago, there was a woman in red who laughed and complained to her about the path of Taiyi that she had taken as a teacher.

"Now that I think about it, I have the strength to pass the Taiyi Immortal Path, so why do I still want to cultivate there!" She seemed to be drunk, and smiled and fell on the man sitting next to her with a smirk on his face: "But it's also Fortunately, I passed it, so I can meet..." before he finished speaking, he became drunk and passed out.

"Senior Sister, we're here." Baili Tusu's voice rang in his ears, and Murong Jing regained her scattered thoughts, and found that the mountain gate was close in front of her eyes.

The huge magic circle on the door lit up and rotated, and the mountain gate gradually opened with the rotation of the magic circle.

"Brother Tu Su, you are finally back."

Inside the mountain gate was Fu Que with a smile on her face. Behind her was the sunlight belonging to Tianyong City, which hit her face with spots.Not far away, a lazy figure leaned to one side, looking at them leisurely.

"Yo, you're back." He showed a warm smile, which Murong Jing and even Su Jing had never seen before.

Murong Jing forced a smile: "Well, I'm back." She slowly walked up to Fu Que, stroked her hair, "Fu Que." Then she glanced at the young man leaning aside: "Thank you, Ling Yu .”