In a courtyard, surrounded by peach trees and colorful fallen flowers, there was a young man in pink clothes. The young man had a slender figure and a face like a crown of jade. He held a sword and danced in the courtyard filled with fallen flowers.
When he dances the sword, he is as quiet as a crouching tiger, as moving as a flying dragon, as slow as a floating cloud, and as fast as lightning, steady and free. The sword dance was really good. Wherever the sword passed, the wind blew, causing the peach petals on the peach tree to fall down. He held the sword in his hand, suppressed his smile, and opened his stance. His eyes flashed like shooting stars, and his eye waves followed the gestures, and he danced energetically.
There was an old man and a young girl looking at the man. They were sitting under a peach tree nearby. There was a table under the peach tree. The old man was sitting at the table and the young girl was standing next to it. The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an oval face, a slender figure, and skin as white as snow.
The old man standing next to him was filled with admiration and said with a smile:
"Jingxuan, you are becoming more and more proficient in the Luohua Sword Technique."
The girl smiled brightly:
"Brother Chen, you dance so coolly!"
This old man was none other than Mr. Chen, and Taohua Temple was discovered by him during his travels. After getting tired of the world, he chose to live in seclusion, so he led the people in the village to move into Taohua Temple and lived in seclusion ever since. Chen was very prestigious in Taohua Temple. His original name was Chen Ting. He was eighty-three years old. He was well-known in the world when he was young. He once taught the "Green Lotus Ranger" Li Weile in swordsmanship when he was young. Mr. Chen loved his great-grandson Chen Jingxuan very much. Mr. Chen created his own "Luohua Sword Technique". The Luohua Sword Technique dances gracefully and as fast as lightning.
The young man in pink clothes was Chen Ting's favorite great-grandson Chen Jingxuan. He was nineteen years old at the time and the grandson of Mr. Chen's third son. He was talented and intelligent, with a high level of understanding. He was thoroughly familiar with the martial arts taught by Mr. Chen. The girl's name is Chen Mengyao, and she is the granddaughter of Mr. Chen's second son.
Chen Jingxuan stopped dancing with his sword and walked slowly to the old man, lowered his head and clasped his fists and said:
"My great-grandpa taught me well. Compared with my great-great-grandpa's, it's still far behind."
Chen Ting laughed loudly, patted the young man on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Take your time and don't be in a hurry. Now that I am in my final years, my biggest wish is to see you get married."
Chen Jingxuan said:
"Grandpa, you are in good health."
The wrinkles on Chen Ting's face relaxed and he smiled:
"I don't ask for anything else right now. I just want you to bring me a great-granddaughter-in-law. Is there a girl you like?"
Chen Jingxuan replied:
"not yet."
Chen Mengyao came close to Chen Jingxuan, looked at Chen Jingxuan with squinted eyes, and said with a smile:
"Brother Chen, when will you bring Sister Li to me?"
Chen Jingxuan stared at Chen Mengyao and reached out to hit him. Chen Mengyao ran away like a rabbit, shouting as he ran:
"I'm going to play with Sister Li."
Chen Ting looked at the back of the girl who ran away, laughed, and said with emotion:
"This girl has also reached the age to talk about marriage. We old guys are getting older gradually, and the younger generations have grown up. This life goes so fast!"
Chen Jingxuan said:
"Life is a big empty dream, and the years are spent, but they are fleeting."
Chen Ting smiled and said:
"That's right, it's only a blink of an eye."
Chen Ting looked at Chen Jingxuan with a smile and asked:
"Sister Li? Who is the sister Mengyao is talking about?"
Chen Jingxuan's face turned red and he replied:
"Master, this is Li Xiaoqian."
Chen Ting looked at Chen Jingxuan with a pleasant look and said:
"That girl from the Li family, I've met that girl from the Li family several times. She's a pretty girl. Could it be that my great-grandson has fallen in love with her?"
Chen Jingxuan blushed and replied:
"Why is Mr. Chen the same as Aunt Liu?"
Chen Ting clicked his tongue and smiled:
"Jingxuan, be brave. If you never talk to the girl, then you will never understand. Be brave. When I met your great-grandmother, I was much bolder than you. I really like that girl. Be bold.”
Chen Jingxuan blushed and said:
"Okay, Grandpa, I'm going back first."
Chen Ting said:
"Tomorrow is your great-grandmother's 80th birthday. I'm going to give you something tomorrow."
Chen Jingxuan lowered his head and clasped his fists, and said:
"Thank you, Master, I'll leave first." Chen Jingxuan turned his head and walked slowly towards the courtyard door.
Chen Ting put his hands behind his back and looked at Chen Jingxuan who was walking out of the courtyard with a smile on his face, as if he remembered himself at that time. Chen Ting took a bench and sat under a peach tree. He looked at the falling peach blossoms and seemed to think of something. Why does the old man always like to sit in a daze for a long time: everything he sees is memories, and everything in his heart is Everything you think about is the past, and everything you see is regret.
Chen Ting slowly stood up and walked slowly into the house with faltering steps. He came to a room. There was a dusty sword stand standing on the table. There was a sword on the sword stand. The scabbard was engraved with many blooming flowers. Peach blossoms are full of life. Chen Ting took a rag and wiped the dust. Chen Ting unsheathed his sword. The blade of the sword was covered with gorgeous patterns and engraved with two big characters "Luo Hua". This was the sword of Chen Ting, a former swordsman in the world. One of the four great swords in the world.
Chen Ting wiped the sword carefully. The sword was still as sharp as before, and the mirror-like sword body had not changed at all, but the high-spirited young man who once held the sword had now become an old man.
Chen Ting looked at the sword. The sword-like blade illuminated the old man's face full of traces of time, and Chen Ting smiled.
"Old man, you really haven't changed at all." Chen Ting murmured to himself.
"Now that I am in my dying years, I can no longer accompany you in the world, but I have found a suitable master for you." Chen Ting said with a smile on his face.
"Let's dance the 'Luohua Sword Technique' again!" Chen Ting stood up with his sword in hand and walked slowly towards the yard, full of youthful spirit.
It was a quiet night and there were few people around. Chen Ting closed the small door and started dancing in the courtyard with "falling flowers" in his hand. Suddenly, the entire Peach Blossom Temple was hit by a strong air current. The entire Peach Blossom Temple was filled with colorful falling flowers, and the sky was filled with falling flowers, just like the human world. Like a fairyland. After Chen Ting finished the sword dance, he sheathed his sword and looked up at the stars in the sky. The stars were dotted, and he recalled the joyful life of one man and one sword in the world. Chen Ting sighed, touched the sword body with his hand, and smiled slightly:
"This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?"
In a boudoir in Peach Blossom Temple, a girl was awakened by this strong airflow. She slowly got out of bed and walked out of the courtyard. She looked into the distance and murmured to herself:
"Who is he? Such a powerful internal force, let me go and see." Chen Mengyao slowly walked towards the place where the air flow was huge.
After a while, Chen Mengyao came to Chen Ting's courtyard, looked at Chen Ting in the courtyard, and murmured to herself:
"It turns out that Grandpa is dancing with the sword. I want to take a closer look at Grandpa's sword skills."
Suddenly a strong wind blew in a courtyard, and Chen Ting had an ominous premonition. Chen Ting looked around and saw a figure on top of a peach tree. Chen Ting squinted and asked:
"who?"
Chen Mengyao murmured to himself:
"Grandpa discovered me so quickly."
Just as Chen Mengyao was about to stand up, she saw a figure in the distance and quickly squatted down again.
The figure slowly jumped from the peach tree to Chen Ting's side, and saw a man in black wearing a bamboo hat walking slowly, whose face could not be seen clearly. The man in black pointed his sword at Chen Ting and said hoarsely:
"Old man, I'm here to take your life!"
Chen Ting sneered:
"Let's see if you have what it takes!" Chen Ting drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed the sword's edge directly at the man in black, and sprinted over, surrounded by falling flowers, and the tip of the sword pointed at the man in black's throat.
The man in black tried his best to block it, but was still knocked several feet away by Chen Ting's strong airflow. The man in black jumped up and slashed at Chen Ting with the sword in his hand. In an instant, a black sword light struck Chen Ting. Chen Ting slashed with his sword, and a powerful stream of energy hit the man in black. The man in black dodged sideways. Chen Ting's sword light actually caused the top of the mountain in the distance to collapse instantly. The sound resounded through Taohua Temple, and the man in black came towards Chen Ting. Ting attacked, Chen Ting held a sword behind his left hand and right hand and struggled with the man in black. Chen Ting slashed faster and faster, and the man in black struggled to resist. At this time, several looming black shadows slowly appeared around the man in black, repeating the man in black action. Chen Ting put his left hand forward, and a strong air flow shook the man in black several feet away. After the man in black rolled a few times in the air, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued to slash at Chen Ting. The man in black slashed at Chen Ting. After slashing with the knife, Chen Ting blocked it with his sword. He turned sideways and suppressed the man in black until he couldn't lift his arm.
Chen Ting said:
"Who are you? I want to see who you are!"
Then Chen Ting raised his sword and knocked the man in black's bamboo hat flying. Chen Ting's eyes widened in disbelief.
Chen Mengyao outside the hospital was shocked and muttered to herself:
"Brother Chen, why?"
"Jing Sheng! Why are you!" Chen Ting asked.
The man in black said with a smile:
"Grandpa, I didn't expect it to be me!"
Chen Ting sheathed his sword and asked:
"Jingsheng, why on earth?"
Chen Jingsheng smiled and said:
"You don't need to know!" Then Chen Jingsheng took out a fine flying needle in his hand and quickly shot it at Chen Ting.
Chen Ting's eyes widened, he vomited blood, and fell to the ground. Chen Jingsheng slowly walked up to Chen Ting, with tears in his eyes. said:
"Grandpa, I'm sorry. Only by doing this can we complete that matter."
Outside the hospital, Chen Mengyao had tears in her eyes and covered her mouth for fear of crying.
Chen Jingsheng looked at his great-grandfather who was still staring at death, and slowly closed Chen Ting's eyes with his hands, then took Chen Ting's sword and left slowly.
This respected old man lost his life in this way. He had many unfulfilled wishes. He did not see his most beloved great-grandson get married. He traveled all over the world in his life, and was once quite famous in the world. He had many stories, but they were not recorded.
There are so many people in the world who have wonderful stories, but no one knows their stories.
The moon in the sky is missing a little.
Chen Mengran looked at Chen Jingsheng walking away, and quickly ran to Chen Ting. She couldn't believe that his favorite brother actually killed her most respected great-grandfather. Chen Mengyao knelt on the ground, looking at the body of her great-grandfather, and howled loudly. cry.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.
Chen Mengyao's eyes were red, she gritted her teeth and shouted:
"Chen Jingsheng, I will cut you into pieces!!!"
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