After all, it was a friendship that lasted for thousands of years. Jiang Nanchunxin still knew his good friend very well.
The methods used to treat those who bring harm to the common people are extremely cruel. Thinking back to the scene in the Western Wulin in those days, with broken limbs and broken arms, and scorched bones all over the ground, it can be said that it is tooth for tooth, blood for blood, and I wish I could repay you ten times.
When dealing with friends and descendants, he bears everything on his own shoulders. People don't know what to say about him, but one thing must be admitted. He, Jiangnan Harunobu, can only be proud of being able to make such a friend.
The way we treat the common people in this world is completely different from others. Although we rarely hear positive mentions from friends on weekdays, our actions can explain everything, and the changes in our plight can prove everything even more.
However, such a person has a very, very serious "shortcoming".
Well, let's call it a "disadvantage".
That is, he is too soft-hearted and even a little sentimental.
As a friend, he has never lacked decisiveness, but his attitude towards life is far more important and harsh than others.
Every life has its weight and is not a cold number that can be sacrificed at will.
This is what is called being strict with yourself and being strict with others.
Of course, when mentioning this matter, we must exclude enemies and those who bring harm to the common people.
There is only one person who truly respects life and the people of the world after these endless years of suffering.
Because of this, my friend repeatedly refused. The price to be paid for casting the artifact of that day was Leng Yan's life.
In the eyes of my friends, this matter is so ridiculous, how can I accept it calmly?
I heard Leng Yan say, "Does Mr. Lin agree with what Mr. Xin said?"
Jiang Nanchunxin was a little helpless: "If I didn't mention it specifically before leaving, I just acquiesced. That's how he is."
"but……"
Leng Yan was a little hesitant, but didn't know where to start. After all, he was gone.
There is nothing we can do about it.
Jiang Nanchunxin suddenly said: "Miss Leng, have you ever thought that your problems can be solved with casting skills?"
Hearing this, Leng Yan was a little surprised, but she didn't hold out much hope. After so many years, she had already gotten used to it:
"My situation is different from Mr. Nobu's."
One is innate and the other is acquired. Although they are the same kind, they are not the same in degree and have different attitudes.
"Actually, in theory, it should be about the same. It is feasible in my imagination to cast a body out of Yin Yang and Five Elements."
After telling his previous thoughts, Jiangnan Chunxin also changed his helplessness and talked eloquently:
"Let me think about it first, melt gold into shape, gather fire as the heart, open up the meridians, and solidify the internal organs with earth, then the body will be there, and then use Yunmu to send the spirit, so that the soul can return to its place.
However, this is only a theoretical basis, and how to operate it needs to be tried in detail.
In my own words, I used the smelting technique at the beginning. Well, although in Miss Leng's situation, it is not safe to use the smelting technique, but if I combine it with my idea.
I'll think about it again, first..., then..."
Every word is like a cluster of flames on the top of the Thirteen Peaks. Watching him elaborate on his idea with great joy, Leng Yan felt a little absent-minded for a moment.
"The general principle is this. First consider combining the smelting technique with the Yin Yang and Five Elements casting techniques to create a rough embryo.
I will use this to perfect the Spirit-casting Scroll, and then use the Spirit-casting Scroll to make it spiritual. If it works, I can make preliminary preparations.
At that time, we can also see if we can perform corresponding operations on the original basis. It would be inappropriate to directly change the body. If not, we can make other improvements.
This matter is much easier than helping Brother Lin forge a sword. Miss Leng, what do you think? "
Leng Yan, who came back to his senses, reminded: "Jun Xin just agreed to Mr. Lin's matter."
"He said there's no rush. I don't have any other construction deadlines at the moment, so I can study this first."
"How about together? After all, this is my business."
"With Miss Leng's help, we should be able to gain something soon. Speaking of which, after Brother Lin left, I felt that the temperature at the Thirteenth Peak was much lower than before."
…………
The candle reflects the dim light, and the fireworks are ignorant.
Deep in the secret cave, the water gurgled silently, flowing endlessly, neither urgent nor slow, flowing in the silent, deep and dark heaven and earth.
I saw only one person standing alone, staring at the frozen figure in front of him, his eyes gentle and speechless, carving traces of life in the dim candlelight.
One month a year, one day one hour.
One look at a time, one look at a time.
A step apart, a lifetime apart.
"I will no longer plant hydrangeas for you. They will bloom and wither, but they will only remind you of the fact that you have been sleeping for another year.
And one day and one year, what difference does it make to me? What's the difference to you? "
Quietly questioning, a little sad and a little lonely, the years passed by in an instant, the old people are no longer there, and they have been frost for many years.
Suddenly, a gentle wind, carrying the old friend's words, blew into the cave.
"Brother Qing, I am visiting from an old friend in the past. Please show up to see me."
…………
The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow on the ground, the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are green with cold smoke.
The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
In the woods, a gentle breeze blew, and a figure cast its gaze toward the cave in the distance, waiting for the person inside.
In the past, a flying letter from Lingzhou, Beihai, brought the latest information, calling Lin Chongyang back from Pride Peak.
The content of the letter was a bit weird. Even through the letter, he could feel the disdain of the person who wrote the letter. However, this matter was closely related to his former comrades-in-arms.
After leaving Aofeng, he went directly south to Jingxuan Island. He discussed the matter with his friend Jian Banxian and decided to split up.
Therefore, Lin Chongyang came here first to look for the sapphire mirror, while Jian Banxian went to the depths of Yue Yun to take over other matters, and would come here to meet up later.
"The shallow and deep seas are retting and floating, gathering and scattering empty dust to reflect the virtual truth."
At this moment, I heard the clear sound of poetry, and a cyan figure walked out of the cave. The figure had one hand on his back and an extraordinary momentum.
Seeing the figure outside the cave, Qingyu Jing couldn't help but feel a little surprised:
"It's you, long time see."
Unlike the Sword Exiled Immortal and the Qitian people who had occasional contact, Qingyu Jing and Lin Chongyang had never met or exchanged letters since the battle at the Five Peaks Mountain.
However, this does not mean anything. In the past five battlefields, the opponent used two sword pillars to increase their combat power, helping them defeat Huang Qi and paving the way for the Sword Exorcist to completely kill him.
At the same time, the Lord of Heaven and Earth was also defeated at the hands of the other party. According to what Jian Jie Xin said, there were no bones left under the blazing flames, which could be regarded as helping him solve a hidden danger.
Qingyu Jing is not an unreasonable person, accidents are accidents, but he will not drive people away.
"Long time seeing you, Brother Qing."
After many years, Lin Chongyang felt a rare mood swing when he saw his old friend again:
"How could this be?"
When we first saw the battle at the Five Peaks in the past, firstly, it was because of his lack of cultivation, and secondly, because the battle was fierce, so he didn't notice anything unusual just now.
However, after meeting again many years later, he discovered a clue. The existence of the person in front of him was not only related to the withering of blood, but also——
Physical psychic!
What is most lacking in the righteous path of suffering is always that little bit of human touch.
(End of chapter)
