Time passed quickly, the sky was dim, and heavy snow was falling under the sycamore trees. Jiang Xiaoning snuggled into Yi Yuan's arms, and finally said in a low voice: "Brother Yuan! Xiao Ning'er is waiting for you!" Then she hugged Yi Yuan's arm tightly.
Yi Yuan said "hmm" and gently hugged Keren'er in his arms. After a while, he stood up, put away the animal skin mat, picked up Xiao Ning'er, kissed her forehead gently, jumped up, and disappeared into the vast mountains.
The heavy snow was flying all over the sky and soon covered the stone platform.
Fairy Hongxiao appeared from the void, looked at the direction where Yi Yuan was going, and murmured: "Little Yuan'er, cherish this last time! Go home and say goodbye properly, and you won't even know if we meet again in the future. When is it?"
Then he thought to himself: "It has been almost 800 years since Master took me up the mountain. I was rescued by Master from the hands of human traffickers. I was brought into practice by Master because of my amazing qualifications. If I didn't have the qualifications to practice, I would probably be as easy as Yi." It’s just like dust, you can’t escape the fate of heaven after all.”
In less than half a stick of incense, Yi Yuan hugged Xiao Ning'er in the heavy snow, fell from the sky, and landed quietly in the courtyard of Mingyuan. Snowflakes were flying around, seeming to welcome the two people here.
In the main hall, Master Jiang leaned on his chair and closed his eyes lightly. The flame in the stone basin was burning brightly, and the room was relatively warm.
Suddenly, Master Jiang felt something in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked at the two people clinging to each other in the yard. He didn't speak for a while.
After a while, Xiao Ning'er in her arms raised her head and said softly: "Brother Yuan! It's time for you to go." Her eyes were a little red. She knew that Brother Yuan would not come back for who knows how long after leaving, and she didn't want to let him go. He was worried about himself and didn't want to be a drag on him, so he could only show his strength to Brother Yuan.
Yi Yuan stared at Ke Ren'er in his arms in a daze without saying a word. He just wanted to have her appearance deeply engraved in his mind. Finally, Yi Yuan kissed Xiao Ning'er's forehead gently and said firmly: "Ning'er, wait for me! I will be back!" Then he let go of his hand, his feet shook slightly, and his body straightened. It floated towards the sky and disappeared in the heavy snow flying all over the sky.
In the yard, Jiang Xiaoning raised her right hand slightly, looking at the flying snow in the sky with her beautiful eyes, her tears fell instantly and fell on the snow. I raised my right hand slightly, really wanting to catch the traveling figure, and then put it down again, leaving only silent tears dripping on the snow and in my heart...
At some point, Master Jiang came to the yard, holding Xiao Ning'er's shoulders with both hands, looking up at the flying snow in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, Xiao Ning'er said to herself: "Grandpa! Brother Yuan will come back, I'll wait for him!"
"Well! He will come back! He will come back! Let's wait for him together!" Master Jiang felt sour in his heart and said it twice in a row. Then tears appeared in his eyes, and he had secretly made up his mind.
The snowflakes flying all over the sky seemed to sense this moment, blending into the tears, feeling the sadness and sadness...
In the small courtyard of the Yi family, in the main hall. Yi Zheng, Lu Yunqing, Yi Yuan, and Yi Wei sat around the fire.
"Brother! You have to come back as soon as possible to see Wei'er and sister Ning." When Yi Wei learned that her brother was about to leave and didn't know when he would come back, Yi Wei wanted to cry, but the tears finally flowed down.
Yi Yuan gently stroked the tears from her eyes and agreed to her request.
At this time, mother Lu Yunqing took out a sound transmission stone from her arms, handed it to Yi Yuan, and told him: "When you get to the Shangqing sect, contact your uncle and he will take care of you." Then she stopped talking.
Yi Zheng watched for a long time and was filled with emotion. Yuan'er finally embarked on the path of cultivation. After this, is there any chance to meet again? He had already told Yi Yuan privately: "Only the legendary chalcedony pill with red patterns and the tongmai pill can cure his injury." At this moment, thousands of words came to his mind, but he didn't know how to say them.
Yi Yuan nodded to his father. He understood his father's thoughts and had never given up on the path of cultivation. He would find a way.
Then, Yi Yuan stood up, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to his father and mother three times, and said softly: "I will go to the backyard and say a word to grandpa before leaving. Take care of yourself."
After Yi Yuan left, Lu Yunqing was in a very low mood, with tears in his eyes. Yi Zheng gently hugged his shoulders and couldn't help comforting him. Yi Wei on the side is a little unhappy, who will comfort me?
In the ancestral hall, the old man stared at the portrait on the wall. Yi Yuan stood quietly aside. He somewhat understood his grandfather's mood at the moment.
After a long time, the old man picked up the wrapped osmanthus tea from the table, handed it to Yi Yuan, and said in a low voice: "Put away the osmanthus tea. Give it to your grandma when you meet her, and let her taste it with my own hands." The sweet-scented osmanthus tea I made. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for her to come back." After saying that, two tears dropped from his old eyes, and he stared at the portrait again.
Yi Yuan stared at the portrait for a while, then put away the osmanthus tea. He knew it was time to leave. Just now, his aunt's voice sounded in his mind: "Xiao Yuanyuan, I'll wait for you here at the sycamore tree."
Yi Yuan kowtowed three times behind the old man, turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall, jumped up, and disappeared into the heavy snow flying in the sky. The old man staggered and put his hands on the table.
In the hall, Lu Yunqing murmured to himself: "Yuan'er is gone." Yi Zheng remained silent and hugged her shoulders tightly; Yi Wei's eyes filled with tears again, and she said to herself: "Brother Yuan, please remember to come back early. Look at Weier."
Over the bamboo forest, Yi Yuan stepped on the air rhythmically with his feet, stared at the Mingyuan for a moment, and then moved slightly, heading towards the Funiu Mountains.
On the top of the sycamore tree, the woman in red is sitting cross-legged in the sky, her brows slightly furrowed. Is this the feeling of parting that mortals feel when leaving? Sister Mu also experienced it back then. She did not retreat in her cultivation but became more courageous and diligent. Is this because she is extremely passionate about the Tao? She secretly guessed.
After Yi Yuan came over, the woman in red appeared, waving her hand, a sword appeared in the void, slowly getting bigger, with a faint red light flowing on it, and then floated to the sword, calling Yi Yuan to come up, and held it up The shield and the sword instantly rose into the sky until no more snowflakes could be seen, and they quickly traveled towards the east.
Yi Yuan was horrified. He couldn't estimate how high it was. The snowflakes are gone, the towns are gone, and the Funiu Mountains have disappeared into the distance.
The oncoming strong wind whizzed past me, and I felt indescribably happy. Flying freely, floating in the air, traveling towards the North Sea and the dusk sky...
In the night sky, there are brilliant stars and bright white moons intertwining into brilliant colors.
In the distant sky, a large number of meteors streaked across and quickly disappeared before his eyes. Yi Yuan silently thought to himself, is the person in his heart okay?
Fairy Hongxiao felt that the speed should be increased so that the boy could feel the fun of a practitioner and strengthen his belief in practice. After a long time, he might forget some things. Maybe?
The flying sword under his feet flew higher and faster. Like a shooting star, it disappeared into the night sky.
The old man has fallen asleep, with butterflies flying in his dream, and the person he likes appears.
Yi Zheng felt that it was better to let go of his worries and slowly enjoy this ordinary life full of true feelings.
Lu Yunqing cuddled tightly next to his sweetheart, his brows sometimes relaxing and sometimes frowning.
Yi Wei has fallen asleep, and her brother promised that she would come back.
In the garden, Jiang Xiaoning secretly gave her grandfather some water containing ten thousand years of spiritual milk. Grandpa was indeed not in good spirits and fell asleep quickly.
In the boudoir, she remembered what the two people had said: She was waiting for him! He will definitely come back!
In the night sky, snowflakes fell one after another, covering the entire earth...
