The eternal love of the ice peak is high, and the jade dragon protects the Naxi Qing.
The white silk dazzles the mountain steeply, and the green snow changes shape and the sea clears.
Half of the ridge is covered with white flowers, and a pool of clear water is flying.
Slowly walking up the mountain, covered by mist and clouds, you will first see the white snow, a vast expanse, and then see the sparse plum forest, as misty as a fairyland.
There are piles of gold, lying on top, like a vigorous flying dragon.
So majestic and beautiful, reaching up to the sky.
After hundreds of years of separation, the scenery of the entire mountain range remains the same. The plum blossoms in the middle of the mountain are the same as they were before we left, and so is the Xue Qingfang on the top of the mountain.
The clear clouds compete with each other to shine, and the night's twin lights dye the day sleep.
Stopping outside Xueqingfang, looking at the writing on the stone tablet with the Tairuoshan Sword, Ji Wuxia sighed:
"Fortunately, when I left that year, I specially arranged the formation."
Compared with the courtyard on Defeng Ancient Road, Xueqingfang is more in line with Ji Wuxia's aesthetics. If you change your mood, your view of things will also change. Innate people are not afraid of cold and heat, let alone something like this. The place where one’s own skills and body are in perfect harmony.
In such an environment, it doesn't matter if she releases her energy.
However, if it weren't for the sword array deployed in the past, this place would probably need to be rebuilt after hundreds of years of damage.
After releasing the sword array that enveloped the surroundings, the two of them strolled among the cold plum blossoms and jade, the snow fell silently, the curtains moved with the wind, and the surroundings were spotless.
"Wuxia, should I say something? Things are different and people are different?" Lin Chongyang sighed lightly as he looked at the layout that was the same as before.
Everything that happened here seems like yesterday, when the two of them returned from another time and space, and while they were living here to recuperate, they were still considered good friends...
Then, he said he was going down the mountain to relax, and this journey lasted for hundreds of years.
When they returned, they were already married.
Xue Qingfang is still Xue Qingfang, there is no change at all, but the people from back then are no longer the same people.
"People in the past cherished the common people in the world, but they never seemed to know how to cherish themselves. They were severely injured and could not even walk around, but they still insisted on saying that they were fine." Ji Wuxia raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard this and said teasingly.
"ha."
Lin Chongyang chuckled and chose to expose the matter. He raised his sleeves lightly and the pine wind appeared out of thin air and was placed on the piano table not far away.
The sword in the piano was not taken out by him.
Even if you take it out, it will eat ashes. Where can you eat ashes differently?
The courtyard where the two of them were on the Defeng Ancient Road was sealed by Ji Wuxia with a sword array before they left. Some of the objects were taken out, such as pens, inks, paper and inkstones and other daily necessities, as well as some books. The rest were sealed with the sword together with the courtyard. The array is sealed.
Immediately, he was seen taking off the sheathed long knife hanging from his waist, throwing it to the center of the courtyard, and standing there quietly.
"After coming back, this is the first topic that my husband and I discussed." Ji Wuxia also took out the Tairuoshan Sword, stroked the scabbard gently, looked at the man beside him with a smile, and said with a bit of nostalgia: "It is the practice of cultivation. Purpose."
Lin Chongyang's eyes were distant: "Madam's answer at that time was: It's simple to say, but the road is uneven."
"I once asked my husband, and my husband's answer at that time was: It's also very simple, but it just means protecting the common people."
"This is where it all started."
"But it's not just a starting point, it's a testimony."
Ji Wuxia flipped her wrist, and the sheathed long sword was shot out, standing next to Bai Lu in the center of the courtyard. She looked around, thinking about how to modify the layout of Xue Qingfang.
Today, after all, things are different from those days.
She has a very clear and specific understanding of her changes over the years. Indeed, as he said, things have changed.
"All the complicated things are gone, and I feel light when I have some free time."
With a sigh, Lin Chongyang spread his arms and stretched. Then, a trembling sound came from his body, like a thunder god beating a drum, like the earth pulsating, a strange rhythm resounded, as if it was vibrating at the same time as the heaven and the earth. Ming.
The surging Qi and blood are like a river, surging incessantly, oppressing the peak below.
"call--"
Breathing out a breath of turbid air, it turned into white clouds and smoke spread out, lingering on the top of the mountain, making Xue Qingfang, which was already out of dust, even more like a fairyland on earth.
After a while, all the visions disappeared.
If he hadn't restrained himself in time, the place where the two of them settled would have to be reshaped.
Ji Wuxia looked a little subtle and said to him, "Has your husband considered the consequences of this move?"
Of course, she was talking about the two leaving the ancient Defeng Road. After all, no one understood his power better than she did. The vision just now was just a shallow ripple and would not have an impact on the surrounding environment.
"It's just a matter of receiving a few more flying letters, that's okay." Lin Chongyang had no burden for this.
Even if there is a message in the letter, it is much easier than the farewell ceremony.
"I want to make some changes to Xue Qingfang."
"I'll help you."
…………
De Feng Ancient Road.
Looking at the courtyard shrouded by the sword array, Yu Xiaoyao calculated the time when the sword array was deployed, and his movements were a little stiff.
He turned to look at Jun Fengtian: "Senior brother, did you leave yesterday?"
"Um."
Jun Fengtian was dragged away by him and came to him because Yu Xiaoyao insisted on preparing a grand farewell ceremony for his senior brother.
He felt extremely embarrassed just thinking about it.
It might not be a bad thing for senior brother to leave early.
He just resigned, at least Jun Fengtian couldn't figure out why Yu Xiaoyao and the others seemed to want to make things worse.
"What a pity." Yu Xiaoyao sighed, looking regretful at this moment.
This is a rare opportunity, but it has disappeared like this. This has to involve other people to denounce senior brother. There must not be many people who know about this.
Thinking of this, he turned around, pulled up Jun Fengtian's sleeves and walked back: "Fengtian, let's go back."
Yu Xiaoyao was unwilling because he had indeed made preparations.
but.
Although others were surprised after hearing this, they were not surprised at all. The insider, Fei Feijun, was even more calm as usual.
If you look at Lin Chongyang's character, you can guess a lot of things. Therefore, this matter did not cause any waves, but the memory began to fade with the passage of time.
…………
"really……"
With a slight sigh, Xia Chenglin, who was washing up, made a movement. He raised the sword finger of his right hand and pointed it at the center of his eyebrow. He immediately moved his body to confirm his current state and also checked his memory.
A soft voice came from behind: "What's wrong?"
He did not answer, but continued to run his body and carefully checked his condition first.
After confirming that everything was correct, he said: "Luo Han, do you still remember Master's face at this moment?"
"this……"
Cui Luohan was stunned when she heard the reminder. An invisible force spread from this incident, making the gradually blurred face in her memory become clear again.
At the same time, Xia Chenglin also felt this power.
"Master remembers everyone, but other people's memories of him are becoming blurred. Although it will not be completely forgotten, it will have a corresponding impact."
