It felt like he was becoming more and more troublesome, and his actions obviously didn't seem like he was trying to dispel her worries.
Although she believed he was fine, but...
Believe it or not, it is impossible to agree. He still needs to rest more now.
In the end, it evolved into a scene of harmonious music and swords.
Yin Ren's beautiful figure raises her sleeves to the sound of strings, the wind and snow blow, and her sword dances in all directions.
Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, which is as powerful as the dragons flying among the emperors. It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and ends like the clear light of the river and sea.
Between the brows and the corners of the eyes, there is a heroic spirit as majestic as snow. He straightens his body, lifts his legs, turns his sleeves, and rotates, showing his valiant and heroic posture.
The sound of the piano is like complaining, high and sharp, but not abrupt, but more exciting and magnificent.
Qin Jian Yuan and Qi Ming, one is endless and the other is not stopping, making it impossible to tell how much time has passed.
Perhaps for an hour or three, or perhaps for three days and two nights, the entire plum forest was soaked in the color of the sword, and the quiet night was finally shrouded in wind and snow, and the coldness overflowed.
The piano rested, the sword stopped, and amid the wind and snow, thousands of trees and flowers were seen flying around the blue sky.
The eyes that looked at each other couldn't tell at this moment whether it was the strings of the piano or the heartstrings that were being touched.
The world returns to silence, the moonlight penetrates the light clouds and mist, and falls on the petals flying in the air. The wind and snow subside, and the vastness buries the fragrance again.
It is a pity that although the scenery is beautiful, the price is this entire plum forest.
"Ha~"
A chuckle broke the brief silence. Lin Chongyang looked at the person walking towards him, stood up and left Qin Yu.
Before she could speak, he raised his hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve.
"Don't move."
The breeze blew across their faces, leaving traces of the wind, and a faint fragrance came to their faces, constantly touching the heartstrings of the two of them.
As time goes by, the feelings that continue to accumulate are like a jar of fine wine, becoming more mellow.
His right arm was not completely lowered, so Lin Chongyang raised his left arm and took advantage of the situation to hug the person into his arms.
Although it was a sudden move, Ji Wuxia didn't seem to be surprised, because she also raised her arms at the same time, wrapped them around the young man's waist, and then tilted her head to rest on his shoulder.
There was a tacit understanding of silence, and the world was silent. She could clearly hear her breathing and his strong heartbeat.
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After resting for a few days, Lin Chongyang's condition did not deteriorate anymore, so the two packed their things and set off again.
If the people in the northern border are strong and fierce, then Xiwulin is a pure nonsense. Although it is not full of evil spirits, it has nothing to do with the Pure Land.
After all, the disaster of the Demon Buddha Bo Xun in the past was the most serious damage to many Buddhist organizations. Xiwulin, as a private reserve of Buddhism, has still not recovered even after so many years. Naturally, it cannot be like the many dynasties in the north. Like this, suppress the chaos in the martial arts world.
The two of them set off again. If they encounter a demon that causes trouble along the way, they will deal with it easily. If not...
Naturally, I won’t go looking for it specifically.
Before leaving Xiwulin, Lin Chongyang took Ji Wuxia to pay a special visit to Chunqiu.
Whether as an elder or as the head of a lineage, Ting Santie does not have much sense of existence.
However, although this master of calligraphy does not like to get involved in the world, it can be seen from the lack of evil spirits in Xiru's jurisdiction that there is still plenty of things to do.
Regarding the two people's visit, Ting Santie's character naturally gave him corresponding sharp words in response to Lin Chongyang's behavior when he passed by but did not come last time.
But that's all. After all, he is a junior who has watched him grow up with his own eyes. Even if it doesn't make people worry, he always has a special status in his heart.
The reason why he visited Yishi Chunqiu but not Yide Xitian was naturally because his senior sister Mu Lingfeng was the head of the sect but was stationed in Haozheng Wudao. He could not find anyone there, and his uncle had retired due to destiny. Naturally, There is no need to go.
The two of them stayed in Yiyi Chunqiu for a few days. After saying goodbye to their elders, they left Xiwulin and entered Nanwulin.
Compared to the Western Wulin, the Southern Wulin can be said to be calm and peaceful, with many sects and small fights and fights, but nothing major happens.
Even though he cheated his senior brother once and caused Xia Yan to retire and re-employ, Lin Chongyang still took Ji Wuxia straight to Wenfeng Valley.
Because he didn't have many acquaintances in the Southern Wulin, and even the much-publicized "March Catastrophe" was a matter of later generations. On the contrary, he had many friends in the Southern Territory, and they were familiar with the geography, but it was not suitable to go now.
After arriving at Wenfeng Valley, as expected, no one made things difficult for him.
Don't ask, just for the sake of the "brother and sister", let him go this time.
Anyway, now that Zonghengzi has been brought out, Xia Yan is also preparing to retire for the second time, to find his master and retire with all his uncles.
Although Zong Hengzi's education was outsourced, the content he was supposed to teach was naturally the same as Lin Chongyang's, and he was also found the most suitable elder to teach him. Although he was a little irresponsible, he was definitely competent.
From his entry, it can be seen that Xia Yan has put in a lot of effort. After all, the stronger the nephew's ability, the sooner he can retire.
However, even so, Zong Hengzi still failed to regain his family status because he had absolutely no control over his little sister.
Fortunately, Yu Linling only had an eccentric personality, but she still cared a lot about her brother Zong Hengzi. After all, the successful quitting gambling directly eliminated possible rifts in the relationship between the brother and sister, and things would naturally develop in a good direction.
Lin Chongyang did not favor one over the other. As many classics as he left for Emperor Longyin at that time, he has left as many for Zonghengzi now. Anyway, when he returns to the Defeng Ancient Road, they will all be put into the Wanxiang True Collection. Read it in the morning and read it in the evening. Not much difference.
Renyu Mingsheng, the Eastern branch, is now in the hands of Jingtianhuai. The relationship between superiors and subordinates is secondary, and the more important thing is the difference in seniority, just like Yide Xitian. If Fang Yuheng is still there, or there are other elders among them, then Lin Chongyang Naturally, he should visit, but his uncles and uncles had already retired together, so there was no need to go.
Therefore, Wenfeng Valley was the last stop for the two of them.
Xia Yan's official retirement means that he will completely make way for the younger generation. Zong Hengzi will no longer be constrained in thinking or making decisions because of having an elder by his side. At the same time, it will also free up a channel for other younger generations to rise.
Of course, this also means that from now on, there will be no elders around to guide him, and it will be up to them to decide how they will go.
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After Wen Fenggu left, Lin Chongyang and Ji Wuxia returned to Xue Qingfang. He had not yet talked about the physical issues with others and did not want them to worry about it.
Therefore, he needs some time to adjust to his condition before going back.
Time passes, years change, and decades of spring and autumn pass in a blink of an eye.
"It's time to calm down."
The person standing in front of the bronze mirror took off his green robe, put on his Confucian shirt, tied up his red hair again with a jade crown, and the casualness between his brows gradually disappeared.
Looking back, what he has experienced in these few decades is no less exciting than what he has experienced in the past thousand years. Now, it is time to go back.
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