After hearing this, Yuerong sighed with tears and asked Lu Ziye: "Why didn't mother go to the Natural Gate to find dad? Mother Li had sent people to Shaolin Temple to retrieve Liang Silk and hope to return to Tianshan Mountain."
Lu Ziye sighed: "My love has been flawless for a hundred days, not to mention the parting vows. How did I know that Xiao Lang didn't come to see me. [Read the latest chapter.] Maybe he has been to Xingyue Pavilion many times, and the two of us were accidentally killed. I missed the opportunity to meet each other. Who would have thought that we were separated at that moment, and after so many turbulences, Xiao Lang has no news, but my mother has been waiting hard for these twenty years."
Lu Ziye slowly sat on the lotus seat and said helplessly: "People only know that a mother has a pure heart and few desires, lives in peace and righteousness, comes and goes alone, and does not eat like the fireworks of the world. Who knows how much I have suffered in the past twenty years?" How many days and months have I endured the pain of lovesickness."
There are tears in the wind, and how much parting is in the tears?
The sea breeze blew the moon out of the cloud pavilion, and the clouds and moon were silent at the end of the world.
Xinglou hides his thoughts, who will listen to the chaos in Lingbo?
The moonlight will be fine tomorrow, but the candlelight will be dim again today.
Infinite past events are waiting to be recalled, and all the memories turn into tears.
Weeping uncontrollably, holding up Luo's shirt, my heart becomes blue year after year.
The spring breeze calls out spring people's dreams again, and the Star Tower is only empty and cold.
The rain is falling and my heart is sad. I talk to nothing in the quiet night with candles and flowers.
Thoughts fly out of the building like the wind. How sad is the pity for people at sunset?
Who is tired of missing each other every night? Who is sharing the moonlight outside the curtain?
When spring comes, I will think about my old age, but I won’t see anyone return to my soul.
Spring goes and autumn comes again, how can you know how long it will take to miss lovesickness?
Looking back, the sky is full of wind and sand. Does the wind and sand know how old I am?
This poem is a piece of music Lu Ziye composed to himself, called "Tears in the Wind and Sand", which expresses the pain of infinite lovesickness in his heart.
Ziye added: "From Tianshan Mountain to Xingyue Pavilion, and then here, I have really traveled a long way and looked forward to it all."
Yuerong slowly supported Lu Ziye and comforted her: "Mom, everything is over. Now the sky has eyes, and it is a wonderful blessing to send the child to this cave to reunite with you."
Lu Ziye smiled affectionately when he heard this, and asked hurriedly: "I wonder how your father is doing now, and I wonder how many hardships he has suffered in the world?" "
When Yuerong heard her mother talk about the past, her heart was filled with mixed emotions. Now when she heard her mother ask about her father, she suddenly felt like ice and fire in her intestines. She stood there silently, not knowing what to say.
When Lu Ziye saw this, he stood up immediately. He was already prepared for something ominous. He said with firm eyes and a gentle tone: "Rong'er, it's okay to say it!"
Yuerong threw herself into her mother's arms, cried bitterly, and told her the past one by one.
After Lu Ziye listened to Yue Rong's joys and sorrows last night, his heart was filled with ice and snow. But I heard Yuerong say again: "In the Natural Gate, I never see my father talk about the love between his children. He just often shuts himself up in Yi Ning's house alone and sighs in front of my mother's portrait. But he once told me that it's over. After the case of Wu Chongyu, the man with the beautiful beard, he went to look for you, my mother. My father said that he was tired from living in the martial arts for most of his life, and he wanted to spend the rest of his time with his mother, enjoying the beauty of the mountains and the moon."
There was a trace of warmth in Lu Ziye's heart, but twenty years of lovesickness had already washed away, and Xiao Lang could not return to her to rekindle her love. There were tears in Lu Ziye's eyes, and the tears disappeared again. He said slowly: "It's good to go. From now on, you no longer have to worry about boring grudges. Isn't it a relief to go alone to a foreign land and enjoy yourself?"
Yue Rong couldn't bear to think about the pain in Lu Ziye's heart at this time, and how painful it was to force a smile. Yuerong just hugged Lu Ziye and said "Mom!".
Lu Ziye sighed: "The vast sea is full of fantasy, who can predict the future? It's a pity that I haven't seen Xiao Lang again for twenty years, but it is the biggest regret in my life."
Yuerong murmured: "Dad once said before his death that the days spent with mother are the happiest, and they are also the most memorable."
Lu Ziye said: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it is not clouds. If I can deal with Xiao Lang once, my mother will have no regrets in this life." Ziye continued: "Yesterday, he returned to dust, and he was allowed to go away by the wind. Mother, you are here. Being around you is the best possible environment.”
Lu Ziye asked Yuerong again: "Rong'er, what are you doing now? Why did you come here?"
Yuerong said: "My son rebuilt the Natural Gate and fought against the Liao soldiers. I didn't want to fail to save Master Kou in the past, but he was killed by the Liao people. It was a coincidence that he met my mother."
Lu Ziye nodded and said: "It seems that your Fengyun Sword Technique has not reached its optimal level. Do you know that Fengyun Sword still has nine final methods?" Yuerong said: "When I practice Fengyun Sword again, I have not yet reached the peak level." The effect of thinking, I just don’t know what’s mysterious about it?”
Lu Ziye said: "This last nine-way Fengyun Sword is the essence of Fengyun Sword, and Xiao Lang has never used it. In the past ten years, I have had nothing to do and have practiced it in the cave. But now that your father has gone, The Fengyun Sword Technique should all be taught to you. I hope Rong'er can inherit your father's legacy, learn the Fengyun Sword Technique, and eliminate evil for the people of the world. This is your father and mother's lifelong wish."
Lu Ziye turned around and said: "On the cave wall in front are the last nine paths of the Fengyun Sword. From today on, Rong'er, you must study hard. With your current martial arts attainments, I want you to learn the nine paths of the Fengyun Sword." It shouldn’t be difficult.”
Yuerong nodded in response and began to study the Fengyun Sword moves on the stone wall. Yuerong discovered that the Nine-way Fengyun Sword brought together the moves of the previous forty Fengyun Swords, and expanded them, and each sword skill was a synthesis of the previous five sword moves. Forty-one sword techniques are composed of the previous five sword techniques. The forty-second sword technique is composed of the sixth to tenth sword techniques, the forty-third sword technique is composed of the eleventh to fifteenth sword techniques, and so on for the next five sword techniques, totaling forty-one to forty-eight. Swordsmanship, each swordsmanship after synthesis has astonishing power compared to the previous one. The forty-ninth sword method is composed of the eight sword techniques combined into one. It can be said that it integrates the entire set of Fengyun sword moves into one, which is truly unpredictable and all-powerful. But without the foundation of the first forty swordsmanship, wanting to master the last nine swordsmanship is just a dream.
Yuerong has mastered the first forty Fengyun sword techniques, so it is easy to practice these sword techniques. Within a few days, Yuerong had mastered the nine-way Fengyun Sword Technique into the eight-way with the combination of her Huizhen Qi and the Shadow Transformation Skill.
This scene is very extraordinary. I saw Yue Rong's figure floating like clouds in the ancient cave. Her figure moved slightly, and there were several phantoms. With a strong wrist, there are thousands of sword shadows. In an instant, auspicious mist flowed across the ancient cave, and auspicious light stirred in front of the stone wall. When you practice to the extreme, it's like a shooting star chasing the moon, the shadow of the sword turns into a ghost, where can you see the silhouette of a human being? When the dance reaches its peak, it is as slow as flowing clouds and flowing water, as if the rain has moistened the green willows, and the wind is blowing freely on the flowers.
Looking at this sword is like the sun, moon and shadow, making the world dizzy, and it makes the ghosts and gods worry about the river flowing backward.
Yue Rong practiced well in the cave, and Lu Ziye was also smiling happily. But what came with it was that Xiao Tianshuo's heroic appearance yesterday appeared in his mind, which made him feel sad several times. I think of the loving years when I and Xiao Tianshuo wandered together in the mist of fragrant flowers and green grass. I don't feel sad from it. He thought to himself: "It would be great if Xiao Lang and I were together to see Rong'er flourish and serve our family and country. What a pleasure it would be? I missed her so much for a moment."
Yuerong put away her sword and came to Lu Ziye, asking, "Mom, what's missing from my child's sword?"
Ziye shook his head and said: "The child's sword is not missing anything, and it will be completed soon."
Yuerong Zhong advised hard: "Mom, please don't think too much. I will take you back to the gate of nature with my son, and enjoy your old age in peace. I have comforted your longing for your son and shown your stupid filial piety."
Ziye took a closer look at Yue's face with a smile and said: "This nine-way swordsmanship is only one short of perfection. I think the sword in your hand is your father's black iron sword. Although this sword is a precious sword, it is not the best. . In the past ten years, my mother has sharpened a sword in the cave. It is made of forty-nine crystals in the cave, each piece symbolizing the sword of wind and cloud along the way. This sword is called "Crystal Sword", it is extremely sharp and will break without being touched by foreign objects. I'll put it in the next hole, and you can take one out."
Yuerong has become very familiar with everything in the cave in the past few days. After hearing what her mother said, she walked to the next cave...
