Chapter 52 Tears wet the longevity flower

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Maybe so, that’s lucky!

Mu Liuli's heart was filled with indescribable surprise. The three-foot sword in her hand stopped suddenly, and there was a faint softness in her eyes. She stared at Lin Feng's paper-white cheeks, waiting for a miracle to appear, but Seeing that a thick layer of frost had condensed on his messy temples, a ball of purple energy was slowly flowing along the meridians on his face, all over his body...

The wind blows on the altar, and the candlelight sways!

When he was young, dozens of gleaming green lights appeared in his palm. Through his fingertips, he resolutely jumped to the edge of the sword. In an instant, the sword energy was overwhelming, the sky and the earth were majestic, and the nine-layered azure sword glowed with radiance again. Lin Feng's tightly closed eyes His lips began to squirm, and then his eyes like cold stars flashed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed the woman in black with a "swish" sound. However, this sword was too weak and lacked strength. It seemed that it lacked the charm of the sword. Mu Liuli turned sideways With a leap, the sword floated in front of her eyes, and she said softly: "Young Master Lin, you are too poisoned, you'd better not move!"

"Did you... give the poison?" Lin Feng stood leaning on his sword and coughed a few times!

"Don't you remember what happened the day before, Young Master Lin?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Feng's eyes were like orchids crying in the dew, and the still water had no waves. He was really worried about the recent events, as if he had no memory at all!

"㳖Tiange, someone wanted to kill you. When your true energy was exhausted, they stabbed your three fatal points with poisonous needles. You won't forget it, right?"

Seeing Lin Feng silent and speechless, Mu Liuli said again: "Young Master Lin must have had his head shattered by the Hell Heaven Sage, and became unconscious. However, you are still alive, which can be considered a blessing." Big, everything is not easy!"

"What is this place? How did I get here?" Lin Feng asked coldly.

"This is Lingshan. This is your resting place. I thought you wouldn't wake up, so I brought you here!"

"Lingshan?"

"Yes, Lingshan is the most beautiful pilgrimage place in the world. There is no hustle and bustle here. All we have is pious hearts and praying souls. There is innocence and infatuation. The heart is like a lotus and the mind is like still water. , no birth, no death, no stain, no dust..."

The moment she raised her head and looked at Lin Feng, her eyes were as clear as water, pure and flawless, like a jade pot in the ice valley!

But Lin Feng still had his eyebrows deeply furrowed and his face lifeless. He seemed not to have heard Mu Liuli's words. He just moved his steps slightly for half a minute and turned his melancholy eyes to the Buddha statue. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the altar in front of the Buddha. The exquisite white clothes were like snow, which caught his eyes deeply. He hurriedly stepped forward and saw the woman in white who seemed to be sleeping on the ground. Her complexion was as white as her robe, dazzlingly white!

She was no longer the same as before, and he seemed not to remember her, but he said with a hint of questioning: "Did you... kill her?"

"She is Wanyue, and she is also my senior sister. She is dead!"

"Wanyue?" His heart couldn't stop shaking, and his expression became even more painful: "What did you say... is she dead?"

"Yes, she is dead. In order to save you and your old friends, she was killed by the devil Shengjun Jietian in Yitian Pavilion. You will not forget it!"

"Wanyue...㳖Tiange..."

"Why...why don't I remember anything?"

He staggered a few steps, staggered, and vomited blood...

"Young Master Lin, you..."

Mu Liuli hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and found a nearby stone step for him to sit down: "Shaoxia Lin is weak. You must not touch your inner strength to prevent the poisonous fire from attacking your heart. You can rest well for now while I settle down Senior Sister. Let me take you out of here again!"

"I...it's okay..."

Lin Feng replied and stopped talking. He closed his eyes lightly, tears trailing down...

A hanging sun passed over the green tiles, and a breeze blew by. A few white petals fell leisurely in front of the Buddha, and also fell on Mu Liuli's black clothes. She stood up, independent of the wind, thin and thin, But it stands proudly, like a green lotus blooming on the snowy field!

She gently rolled up her sleeves to take a stray petal, walked towards the longevity tree next to the Buddha statue, and stared at it for a long time. The vigorous Qiu trunks support a dense foliage, and the snow-white longevity flowers are blooming brilliantly and colorfully. Under the longevity tree, the petals are withered...

"Immortal tree, eternal tree, even though you have a name of immortality, you can't live forever. It's a pity that the beauty in this world is always shallow and deep in love. You come alone and go alone. You can only be with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, Changzhai embroidery Buddha……"

She pulled out her long sword and dug a square of bluestone under the tree, only to find a seven-foot-square cave.

"Sister, I heard that the person buried under this tree will live in the cave for seven days and a thousand years. I want to bury you here, so that you can live as long as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon will shine together!"

This situation made her realize that her children have a long-lasting love and will never see each other again! This small cave is a different world than this world!

She swung her long sword towards the immortal tree, and suddenly green leaves flew, flowers fell like rain, and pieces of fragrant flowers fell to the ground, like new clothes for her burial...

Things are changing, time is impermanent, the sun and the moon have passed, and they will never come back!

It was night, when Wanyue was being buried, it started to rain lightly in the courtyard, the flowers and leaves were crushed into mud, and there was only a faint fragrance of flowers, which was carried far away by the wind!

Lingshan, this uninvited appointment has finally come to fruition.

The wooden glass stands in front of the Buddha. In the wind and rain, all the past events have been washed away...

"Little junior sister, the Jianjia in Puzhen is so beautiful. When the wind blows, her head turns white, hahahaha..."

"Yes, senior sister, which one do you like? I want to pick it off and give it to you!"

"Okay, little junior sister... Then I want to take a good look... Well, just this one, it's thin and straight, so beautiful, hehehehe..."

"No, no, this one is reserved for Master..."

"Okay, little junior sister, you lied to me...hehehehe..."

That was when I was a child. As soon as autumn arrived in Puzhen, the river full of coriander rippled on the blue water. July was like a fire, autumn was coming, the fragrance was lingering, and the river was full. They sat on the river embankment and watched. Jia Jia by the water, watching the sunset in the sunset, watching the shooting stars in the night sky...

"Sister, let's come here often from now on, okay?"

"Well, junior sister, we must come!"

"It's a deal!"

"Jian Jia is here for a period of time!"

That year, Mu Liuli was four years old and Wanyue was seven!

After that, every year in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, they would put on new clothes, their faces full of spring, and their eyes like stars, and go to Puzhen together...

"The jianjia is green, and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. If you follow it back, the road is blocked and long. If you follow it back, you will be in the middle of the water..."

"Girl, don't be sad, joys and sorrows, fate is different, heaven and earth are equally worth it!"

Lin Feng straightened up and said slowly!

"Young Master Lin..." She was speechless for a moment, and could only burst into tears!

Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time!

Those thousand lines of tears almost shocked a swordsman like him who had already felt calm!

There is a saying: The bamboo courtyard is caged in the light shade in the desert, the drizzle is merciless, the frosty flower surface is wet with tears, how can one's intestines be broken, the remaining red and broken green zephyr pieces...