The long sword flew from a distance and stopped right in front of Huan Xin. The sword's blade shone slightly red in the dark night.
Huan Xin was surprised and curious and stretched out a finger to touch the long sword. Just when his fingers were about to touch the sword blade, they were bounced away by an external force.
Huan Xin, who had never seen anything in the world, naturally understood how powerful this sword was, and felt that it gave people a very cool feeling. The old Taoist Tianfeng on the side pointed at the long sword and said to Huan Xin, "Can you remember anything?"
Huan Xin thought about it carefully and shook his head. At this time, the long sword flew into the hands of Tianfeng Old Taoist, seeming to be communicating something with Tianfeng Old Taoist. After a moment, the long sword came out of Tianfeng Laodao's hand, flew into the distance, and disappeared into the night.
Huan Xin asked curiously: "Grandpa, what's going on with this sword? This sword is too magical."
The old Taoist Tianfeng looked at the grown-up Huan Xin in front of him and sighed, "I haven't come to see you in the past ten years, all because of this sword. This sword originally belonged to you."
Huan Xin asked in surprise and confusion: "What? This sword belongs to me?"
"It's a long story, let's go home first." Old Taoist Tianfeng walked in the direction of home, followed by Xingxin in confusion.
After returning home, the grandfather and grandson talked all night long. Tianfeng Taoist told Huan Xin a lot about this sword, about the war a thousand years ago, and about Beiming, who Huan Xin had no idea about. Old Taoist Tianfeng felt that Huan Xin had grown up and there were some things he should let him know.
Listening to the great grandfather telling such legendary stories, it was still difficult for him to accept his current outlook on life. Although he knew that the bizarre world was different from the world of ordinary people, it was still difficult to accept it. After all, Huan Xin has only been cultivating on his own this year, and has not really stepped into this world. He has always been protected by Bei Ming, the three big guys, which is definitely a subversion for Huan Xin.
Tianfeng Old Taoist looked at Qing Xin and said without any emotion: "You have grown up now, and the world has become different. Although we have been waiting for thousands of years, we are not that kind of old stubborn. You should have your own Life, instead of imposing some mission on you. Your face, palm, and heart are all blinded by heaven. We dare not speculate on what will happen. You are now eighteen years old and an adult. I have discussed this with Senior Brother Qingyun. , everything depends on your own choice.”
Fortunately, the next day was a weekend, so Huan Xin had the rare opportunity to sleep in. The long conversation all night made him feel a lot. A large amount of information suddenly poured into his mind, and he really needed time to digest it. It's not like he hasn't thought about the future. When he was a child, he wanted to be a mysterious master like his great grandfather. But as he grew older, he sometimes felt that there was nothing wrong with an ordinary life. But that year, after inheriting the mantle of the Mountain God, , he had an extra sense of responsibility invisibly. Until now, after his uncle told him all this, he was even more upset. He lay on the bed tossing and turning for a long time, and finally fell asleep at dawn.
Qingxin rarely dreams, but today he had a strange dream.
In the dream, he saw a young man dressed in white. In the misty and rainy Jiangnan water town, raindrops continued to fall from the eaves, but there was a woman standing on the other side of the water. He couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but he felt that the woman was very sad. The slim and graceful man was holding an oil umbrella, and he heard a long sigh from the young man in white: "Time is also destiny, girl, please come back. Your life is here, and it is difficult for you to marry me. If there is an afterlife, then let's continue our relationship in the next life." "
The woman did not move in the drizzle, watching the young man take the boat away. Then Huan Xin dreamed of a boy in white standing on a dilapidated city wall, carrying a long black sword that he seemed to have seen somewhere, and the surroundings were filled with solemn killings. The young man held a sachet in his hand and looked towards the south, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance. A gust of wind blew by, and the young man's long hair was flying in the wind. At this time, black clouds were rolling in the distance, and the devilish energy was overwhelming. The young man put away the sachet. There was no fear in his clear eyes, and he looked into the distance calmly. Then the picture With a twist, a long sword passed through the hall, and the young man and the devil slowly disappeared into the world. At this time, the young man was still holding the sachet tightly in his hand. A tear fell unconsciously, and the young man whispered to the scent. Nang said, I'm sorry, I won't miss it in the next life.
Afterwards, everything dispersed with the wind. This dream was like a movie, and one scene after another appeared in Qing Xin's mind. He didn't know the young man, but he felt that he had seen him before. He couldn't see clearly the woman's face. His face, but the moment the woman cried, his heart also felt broken and sad. This dream brought a strange feeling to his heart. After waking up, he sat alone by the window and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance. I thought about it quietly for a long time.
Finally, he made an important decision in his life, and he knew which path he should take.
The college entrance examination is approaching, and Xiao Min seems to be under a lot of pressure. After knowing that Qian Xin is not planning to take the exam to a university in the capital, she is secretly relieved. Compared with the capital, Xiao Min seems to be more confident about going to a school in Shanghai. At this time, she only I want to be with the Heart Caller, even if it's in a city.
Xiao Min spent the rest of the day working overtime and studying hard. The other students in the class were also making final preparations for the unknown future. Huan Xin also wanted to understand a lot of things. Although he didn't know how to take the path he chose, his heart told him that this path was his destiny.
During this period, Master Tianfeng did not have much communication with Huan Xin. Huan Xin just told Master Tianfeng that he knew what path he should take, and he did not care even if he gave up the college entrance examination. However, Master Tianfeng dissuaded him and said More of his life is not his own. Times are different now. He should have a relatively complete life like everyone else and support Huan Xin to go to college. As for what the future holds, everything depends on God’s will.
Huan Xin didn't say much, just waiting for the day when the college entrance examination came.
Finally, the college entrance examination came as scheduled. He and Xiao Min took graduation photos before the exam. Both of them smiled brightly, expressing their longing for the future and saying goodbye to their youth. After that, the two of them took a lot of photos in every corner of the school, saying that it was a kind of commemoration of this time. Many years later, when Xiao Min saw these photos again, her heart was extremely sweet. At that time They are very simple, everything is beautiful, everything is like a dream.
In the dream, the elegant figure of the boy, the green smile of the girl in the dream, youth is the most beautiful memory.
