Pengshan has no way to go

When Yin Hualou woke up, the room was dark and silent, and he could hear his own heartbeat clearly, and there was a more leaking sound from outside. While pushing the cups and changing the cups, there was a lot of voices, and for some reason, they drank most of the pot.

Stumbling all the way back to Lintian Pavilion, the huge courtyard was empty quietly, she leaned on the crabapple tree and thought, since Master didn't tell her where she lived in seclusion, then she wouldn't ask, she knew, Master wanted her Stop thinking about it and concentrate on practicing. From now on, in this yard, this day in Yongcheng, the only ones who know what she wants are these few crabapple plants.

She got up gently and entered the small study, pushed open the window on the east wall, sat down quietly in the shadows, and silently looked at the opposite window.

The moonlight is not very clear, and the white crabapple trees are reflected with a bit of sadness. I remember that when I first started this habit, there were no such flowers and plants in the yard. Suddenly, I saw the white crabapple flower one day, so why did I feel so nervous? It's like seeing him in a fairy posture.

She sat quietly, letting her thoughts drift back to the long past. The blue and white at first glance, the figure walking forward in the dream that night, and the three days of suffering locked in the room under the madness, she recalled carefully until the sky darkened. At dawn, the first rays of light pierced the sky, and Gu Jun was preparing water to wash him up. After a while, the man was not wearing the blue and white clothes he was familiar with in the past, but went out in the purple gown that is inherent in Tianyong City At that time, Yin Hualou stood up, straightened his clothes, opened the door and went out, Ling Yue had also arrived in the courtyard, the two senior brothers and sisters entered the study room, bowed their heads to the master, and listened to the last instruction.

The real Ziyin helped the two of them up and said: "Why do you need a big gift? Let's leave today. Let's get together again if we have a destiny. The three of you, brothers and sisters, have been practicing as teachers since childhood. I am very gratified to be a teacher without breaking moral principles. The three of my disciples were all born with a persistent heart, and their youth was rough. , I just hope that you two will live a peaceful life in the future with righteousness and peace of mind. Ling Yue is in charge of a sect with heavy responsibilities. You have to be diligent day and night, handle things fairly, and not fall into the reputation of Tianyong City for hundreds of years." After a pause, Said: "On the day when I paid homage to the entrance of the painting building, my teacher once said that you can't hide your violent temper under your strong temper, so he ordered you to use peach wood as a sword, but now your stubborn and persistent temper has not changed at all. I hope you will think twice when you encounter problems, don't be too attached to your thoughts, you need to remember!"

The two brothers and sisters respectfully kowtowed and agreed, and when Gu Jun brought the sword box and the old things into the Qiankun bag, Ziyin got up and left the Lintian Pavilion. Today, many disciples and elders of various deans of Tianyong City are all on the sword testing platform Seeing him off, Ziyin came to Tianyong City to teach swordsmanship at the invitation of his friends hundreds of years ago. In the prosperous age of martial arts in Tianyong City, it has since become the leader of the eight Kunlun sects, and no one refuses to accept it.

He is just and dignified, his cultivation is superb, his mind is magnanimous, and he is outstanding in the world. All the disciples admire and admire him. Today, many disciples can't help parting with sadness and weeping unbearably.

Immortal Ziyin looked around at all the disciples in Tianyong City, and finally sighed: "Ziyin is going back to hermit today, and she will not care about world affairs from now on, in order to fulfill her long-cherished wish in the past. Take care, there will be a time later!"

After saying that, Gu Jun turned into a blue and white sword shadow, and everyone saw the light galloping, the sword whistling and the wind moving, and the sword shadow disappeared outside Tianyong City in an instant.

When Ling Yue went to Lintian Pavilion to find Yin Hualou, he saw her sitting under the crabapple again, for a moment, Ling Yue thought she was crying.

He went up to see her turn her face, but her face was calm and unwavering. He sat down under the flowers and said, "I should be happy for Master. The world is over. From now on, there will be no troubles in the green hills and beautiful waters, in the morning and evening. disturbed him."

Yin Hualou nodded with a smile and said: "Don't worry, brother, Master said something to me before leaving, diligently cultivate the Dao, what the Master wishes is my wish, and the one who has obtained the Dao since ancient times does not lie behind closed doors. Starting tomorrow, I will go down the mountain to experience the world and enter the world to practice."

Ling Yue nodded slowly and said: "That's fine, traveling thousands of miles is more practice, go down the mountain to walk more, see more, wait for you to break through in the future, brother will congratulate you again!"

When things change in the world and time turns around, few of the disciples in Tianyong City know the past of Lintian Pavilion. They only know that in the past four or fifty years, a Jurchen who was sealed by the imperial court lived here alone. It is said that she He was originally the eldest son of the royal family of this dynasty. He abandoned worldly wealth and honor, and vowed to practice Taoism all his life. More than ten years ago, the new emperor ascended the throne, and he was granted the title of princess of Zhenguo. The Imperial Seal was also changed, and the name of Linghui Yuanjun was determined from the mausoleum, and the name of "Wuji Tianyong" and the main gate were granted, which further established the status of Tianyong City among the sects of cultivating immortals.

Because she once used the word Daoyuanjun only for immortals and did not like to exaggerate, Tianyong's descendants all respected her as Linghui Zhenren. It is said that her cultivation has reached the realm of Yuanying, her swordsmanship is the best in the world of cultivating immortals, and the Kunlun Mountains have no lineage. People can stand shoulder to shoulder with it, and it has already become the most transcendent existence in Tianyong City.

This Jurchen seldom left the customs, she was unsmiling and didn't like to make noise, so she just left the customs. Apart from being invited by the head teacher to instruct the new disciples on swordsmanship, she didn't talk too much. It is said that she once went down the mountain to travel , Subdue the demons and subdue the law, all the monsters that have been causing trouble these years, all know the name of this female cultivator, fear and hate, but no one dares to meet her edge.

To this day, few of the junior disciples dare to look directly at the face of the Jurchen. Naturally, those who have seen it can't forget it, but compared to the alluring state, those who see it will only be impressed by the overwhelming look at the first glance. Shocked by her majesty, she ignored her stunning beauty.

I heard that this Jurchen is a master of the elder Ziyin, the elder of the elders. She is the sword fairy of all ages, the No. 1 Yujian in the world, and her demeanor is even more impressive than that of her disciples. It is hard to imagine what kind of fairy he should be. Unfortunately, he has lived in seclusion for many years. None of the junior disciples had the chance to meet him.

On the way to Lintian Pavilion in a hurry, Yuyang heard some disciples gathered together after dinner and whispering about the past legends of Master Patriarch and Aunt. After returning to Tianyong City to pay homage to Lingyue Zhenren as his teacher, he has always regarded his master as his relative and father. When his master was obedient, he retired to Chunhuazhai, the northern peak of Kunlun Mountain. Went to visit and speak, never wanted a single delay over the years.

Today when I went to Chunhua Zhai, the master suddenly realized that he had unfulfilled wishes, and ordered him to invite his aunt to talk. Thinking about the spirit of the master's situation just now, I am afraid that the end is approaching, Yu Yang's heart is sore, and the circles of his eyes are red.

Running all the way into Lintian Pavilion, Yin Hualou was flipping through the sword tactics under the tree in the courtyard, seeing him rushing in with a very different expression, he was surprised for a moment: "Yuyang, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yu Yang choked with sobs and said: "The disciple just came back from Chunhuazhai, Master, the old man is afraid that something is wrong, so he ordered me to ask my aunt to talk."

Yin Hualou hurriedly put the scroll in his hand back to the study room, not daring to delay, and went to Beifeng with his sword.

The name Chunhuazhai sounds old-fashioned, but the outer area is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery and flowers blooming. Yin Hualou didn't care to look at the beautiful scenery outside, so he entered the inner room, and saw Ling Yue leaning on the bed, squinting his eyes and smiling As if listening to the wind outside, he heard her movement, opened his eyes and smiled and said, "I haven't seen my junior sister for many years, how have you always been?"

Yin Hualou saw him laughing and talking to Yan Yan, his brows and eyes still retained the heroic spirit of the past, but his beard and hair were all white, and they turned into kindness and love, which made people feel soft. She smiled and said: "I'm fine , It’s just that senior brother asked Yu Yang’s child to call me, which frightened him, I don’t know why senior brother is looking for me?”

Seeing Yu Yang standing aside and looking at him full of concern, Ling Yue asked him to make tea outside, and after pushing Yu Yang away, he said softly: "All these years have passed, and you have never asked me where Master is now. .”

Yin Hualou might as well mention this matter suddenly, he was a little dazed, and said for a while: "Master, I knew before leaving, and I know that Master Xu has something else to say since I haven't mentioned it these years. Follow the Master's wishes."

Ling Yue nodded and said: "You are stronger than me and Tu Su. It's a pity that Tu Su went, but I can't figure out a word for the rest of my life."

Yin Hualou said: "Perhaps the person who can't understand is much happier than the person who understands the way of heaven."

Ling Yue said with a smile: "But everyone has their own destiny, and those who can understand the way of heaven don't need to worry about obsession." After a pause, he said: "I called you today because I have something to ask you."

Yin Hualou said: "I don't know what's the matter, brother?"

Ling Yue said: "Yesterday, Tu Su fell into a dream. I was very happy. I haven't seen him for many years, but he is still young. I think I will meet him soon. Only Yu Xiaohe was created by Master himself when he was practicing in the past. Forged and sent to me, I have been taught by Master's words and deeds for many years, and the rest is only this sword. Now Master and Zhu Jian live in seclusion by the green lotus pond behind the bamboo sea in Cuiwei Mountain. I want you to take Xiaohe there in the future and keep it with Master Think about your rights."

After saying that, he handed the sword into her hand, Yin Hualou held the sword and said softly: "I'm afraid Master won't see me..."

Ling Yue said: "No need to think too much, Master has high hopes for you. Yu Yang has often come to see me these years, and I know that you have never disappointed Master. After Tu Su left, I became the head teacher. Dare to slack off, lest it damage the foundation left by the previous generations of teachers, it can be considered that he has never fallen into Tianyong City to clear his name. Every time he dreams and looks back at himself, the only thing that is vacant as the elder holding the sword is indisputable. Ji Zha hangs the sword I’m still here, when I bid farewell to Tu Su, I promised to reserve this place for him in my heart. If he doesn’t come back, I will wait for a day. There may be suspicion or dissatisfaction in Tianyong City. I am not afraid of criticism, and when he writes a biography in the future, I will let others comment, and there is no need to leave me a few words. I think that even if the master knows what I am reading today, he will agree with it."

Yin Hualou nodded in response, Ling Yue said: "In this way, I have nothing to worry about. That child Yuyang has a good understanding and a sincere heart. You should take care of him more in the future."

The two brothers and sisters in the room were still talking, and Yu Yang secretly stuck to the wall outside, listening to the teacher's words and words about the funeral, swallowed and burst into tears.

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