All around, the mountains are silent and silent, the wind is raging in the space, the snow is falling silently to the earth, and the beasts are curled up and hiding in caves... Everything is calm, waiting and looking forward to, Sunrise warm moment.
On the top of the mountain, Yi Yuan came back to his senses, stared at Ke Ren'er in his arms, and by some strange combination of circumstances, gently kissed her red lips. The beauty in her arms suddenly softened, her face turned red, and she buried her head deeply in Yi Yuan's arms. Her heart was beating like a drum, "dong dong".
The heavy snow is still falling, flying all over the sky.
Yi Yuan looked up at the dim sky, not knowing what he was thinking. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then picked up Xiao Ning'er, got up and slowly slid down the mountain.
After returning to the cave stone room, I laid out the tiger skin mat and put the lovely child in my arms. After thinking about it, I took off my coat and covered Xiao Ning'er, put away the moon stone, and lay down with my clothes on. With her back pressed against Xiao Ning'er, she felt a little flustered. In a daze, she felt someone hugging her.
In the morning, Yi Yuan woke up and looked at Xiao Ning'er sleeping soundly in his arms. His brain was shut down for a moment. He gently hugged Keren'er in his arms tightly and just stared quietly.
When the lovely person in his arms opened his eyes, he was suddenly a little overwhelmed, and his face was as red as burning.
Yi Yuan let go of Jiang Xiaoning and re-embedded the moon stone on the roof of the cave. He stood up and lit the fire. He arranged the stone shelf, put the stone bowl on, added some water, put some minced snake meat in it, and added a little spices and Yanba, staring straight at the fire...
After breakfast, the two of them left the cave stone room together. The sky is still a bit hazy, and the surrounding area is completely white. It looks relatively quiet, and snowflakes are still falling. On the plane trees on the flat ground at the valley bottom, layers of snow have accumulated on the dense branches; the stone table below is half-covered in the snow. Alone in the pile.
Yi Yuan picked up Jiang Xiaoning and jumped up. He quickly disappeared into the mountains, with snowflakes flying and flying behind him.
In Ming Yuan, it was just a few days before Yuan Day, and classes had been suspended for several days. Master Jiang was sitting in the main hall, drinking hot tea, lighting the stove, and quietly admiring the snow falling in the sky. The old servant Zhishan stood beside him.
In less than a stick of incense, Yi Yuanheng quietly landed in the yard with Jiang Xiaoning in his arms. After putting it down gently, the two came to the hall, with Jiang Xiaoning hiding behind Yi Yuan.
The tea in Master Jiang's hand suddenly felt less fragrant, and he signaled his old servant Zhishan to leave. After a while, he said dissatisfiedly: "Okay, for such a big man, I haven't reached the point where my eyesight is dim yet, why don't you come over quickly?" After saying that, he glared at Yi Yuan, and Yi Yuan lowered his head and felt embarrassed. .
Jiang Xiaoning slowly turned out from behind Yi Yuan, rolled her eyes, stepped forward and took Master Jiang's arm, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, brother Yuan's cultivation has improved a step further. I won't I go back and tell you right away?" .”
I don't want to hear this, I just don't want to see you having an unclear relationship. When I think of these things, Master Jiang can't help but feel angry.
After a while, Master Jiang helplessly motioned for the two of them to sit down, and looked at Yi Yuan for a while, feeling filled with emotion. He knew that the faster Yi Yuan's cultivation level entered the country, the sooner he would leave. He already understood Jiang Xiaoning's thoughts, and now he didn't know how to persuade him. After a long time, he stroked his beard and said in a serious tone: "Yi Yuan, when do you plan to leave?" He deliberately told Jiang Xiaoning to listen.
Next to her, Jiang Xiaoning pricked up her ears and looked at Yi Yuan, her heart turning over and over again. Although she already knew that the person in front of her was leaving, her eyes were still full of expectation.
Yi Yuan straightened his body and said, "Master Jiang, after Yuan Day, I will go out to practice. I will tell you today that I will no longer be able to follow your teachings from now on."
There was silence in the hall. Jiang Xiaoning's eyebrows were lowered and her mood was a little depressed. Although she had already known that Brother Yuan was leaving, she still felt sad in her heart. Master Jiang also knew that Yi Yuan would leave sooner or later, but he did not expect it to come so soon.
Over the past eight years, I have seen that the child who was young back then is now a head taller than me, with a tall and handsome figure and a beautiful tree facing the wind. I also lamented in my heart that time flies by so fast and the years are not forgiving, and the little Ning'er beside me is also tall and graceful, radiant. It's a pity that the two people have taken different paths, so it is extremely difficult for them to get together.
Although Master Jiang was very reluctant to give up, he finally sighed and said: "Okay! In the future, you must pay attention to safety when practicing outside, and think twice before doing anything. Don't forget danger in safety, don't forget death in survival, don't forget chaos in order, and have power. You can take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the situation." Although he didn't know how difficult and dangerous the path of cultivation was, he had lived for most of his life, and it would probably be of some use to him to share his life experience with Yi Yuan.
Yi Yuan nodded solemnly, he would keep it in mind. If there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, he has already understood this truth. Then he thought for a moment and continued: "I'll make an appointment in the next two days. I'm going to get everyone together and have a light meal at noon. Just think of it as a good memory."
Master Jiang nodded in agreement, and then Yi Yuan glanced at Xiao Ning'er again before saying goodbye and leaving.
The heavy snow outside the house is still falling and flying in all directions.
Until Yi Yuan's figure disappeared, Master Jiang sighed, stroked Xiao Ning'er's head, and said softly: "Your brother Yuan practices the method of longevity. Every time you advance to a higher level, your life span can be increased a lot. This way Although there are many twists and turns, hardships, and dangers, you can get countless benefits if you go through it, especially the ability to live forever; the martial arts you practice are now at their peak acquired the day after tomorrow, and they are considered rare among the younger generation. Wait for you in the future After breaking through the innate stage, the lifespan can reach one hundred and twenty years. I won’t say much else, you think about it carefully..."
Jiang Xiaoning said a low "Yeah", got up and went to the boudoir in the backyard, lying on the edge of the bed, tears appearing on her face.
In Yi's courtyard, as soon as Yi Yuan entered the main entrance, he heard a cough. It was Uncle Fu's voice, and it went straight through the two arches.
Yi Yuan opened the door, and the old man was sitting on the edge of the bed. Li Anping stood beside him, his brows furrowed and his eyes dim. Seeing that it was Yi Yuan, the old man stood up and asked Yi Yuan to come over and take a look.
Uncle Fu was getting older after all. Although he was more than twenty years younger than the old man, his martial arts skills were average. He finally couldn't resist the erosion of time and became old. His face was pale at the moment, and Yi Yuan stepped forward to support him and prevent him from getting up. Wheezing, shortness of breath, chest tightness, excessive phlegm, phlegm caused by spleen deficiency accumulates in the lungs, coupled with the invasion of external evils, cold air enters the body, and natural breathing becomes difficult. If the phlegm in the lungs is not dealt with in time, life is probably not long, especially in this snowy season.
Then Yi Yuan helped Uncle Fu and made him sit on the edge of the bed. He moved his vital energy with his right hand and placed it on his back, flowing through his five internal organs and meridians to make his five qi flow smoothly. After a while, the phlegm accumulated in the lungs was discharged from the mouth with a loud cough by Uncle Fu, and was put into the spittoon. Li Anping beside him quickly took the spittoon outside and disposed of it.
Uncle Fu's face became visibly rosy, he spoke much more fluently, he stopped coughing, and his old eyes were filled with tears as he thanked him again and again.
Yi Yuan secretly left a ray of vitality in his body, so that Uncle Fu could resist for seven or eight years, which would be considered as his best effort.
The old man next to him saw that Uncle Fu had recovered so quickly and didn't want to see his grandson anymore, so he waved his hand and asked him to leave quickly.
