Chapter 14 Part Three

The heavy rain gradually became lighter, and the weather in southern Xinjiang is like this. The rainstorm comes as soon as it is said, and it also leaves when it is said.The clouds opened and the moon was bright, and the faint moonlight shone down from the sky, reflecting the light and shadow on the ground.  "Back then, for Qingyu and me, the so-called 'fate' was nothing more than that." Seeing the skylight pouring down from the clouds, the priest suddenly sighed, the moonlight streamed on his white clothes, reflecting the jewels on his forehead Shenghui, "For me, I can't see my own destiny; for Junior Brother Yu...he doesn't believe in destiny. So, even though we listened to Master's words, we still tried our best to save you." 

The woman in scarlet clothes also lowered her head and said nothing, her sword hand trembling slightly.  "Qing Yu, who didn't believe in fate, finally died... Do you think that fate is really unbreakable?" Jia Ruo's voice was very indifferent, calm as if bottomless, the cultivation of the past few years had made his heart Completely fell silent.Perhaps, the current him, whether he has a heart or not, is no longer a certainty.  Ah Jing didn't speak, and the existence of fate was always uncertain to her.In the rivers and lakes, she changed her destiny with the sword in her hand, which made everyone fear her.However, in this southern border full of witchcraft, facing Jia Ruo, she was shaken for the first time about whether she could grasp her own future path. 

——If there really is a so-called unchangeable fate...then, this reunion foreshadows the ending of the two.  ——If fate is really unstoppable, then did she meet him in order to bring about death? "But even now, when I look back at that time, I won't regret anything..." At the moment when she lost her mind, Jia Ruo suddenly turned her head and smiled at the woman in scarlet clothes. "You've grown up, Ming'er—I'm sorry for not fulfilling my previous promise and not being with you all the time." He stood outside the window, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to the woman in scarlet clothes: "Ming'er...have you ever suffered in the past ten years? You won't cry even after suffering, you have always been too stubborn .”

If such words came from someone else, she would just sneer.But hearing the smiling words of the man in front of her, although she tried her best to suppress herself, tears had already filled her eyes.  Under the moonlight, the priest in white stretched out his hand towards her. In an instant, ten years of time suddenly disappeared, and time seemed to return to the edge of Lingxi. The thirteen-year-old boy named Qing Lan smiled gently, and stretched out his hand to support the girl on the white stone pier.  Suddenly, the smell of blooming flowers was everywhere in the wind, slowly blowing to the face under the moonlight.In eyes blurred with tears, Ah Jing only saw that thirteen-year-old boy—the only person who reassured her and trusted her. Ten years later, he still held out his hand to her with a smile as if it was yesterday. . 

"Qing Lan, Brother Qing Lan..." After hesitating for a while, this distant address still slipped from the corner of Ah Jing's mouth. Years will flow away from your fingers like phantoms.  Jia Ruo looked at her, at the grown-up woman in scarlet clothes, and suddenly there was an unpredictable smile in her blue eyes.His hand held her tightly, his fingers clasped tightly together.After the heavy rain, the hands of both of them were as cold as jade. I don't know if it was because of the cold, or because of the intense emotion in their hearts, they were trembling slightly. 

Ah Jing looked at him, the boy in the past is now a tall young man, with a slight gloomy and evil intention on his soft face in the past, which made the lines look a lot more rigid and decisive.  "Ming'er, it's rare that we meet again, then, don't go back to Tingxuelou!" He smiled slightly, and suddenly uttered such a sentence, and squeezed her hand even harder, "Don't Go back again." He looked down at the woman in scarlet clothes, the moonlight shone on his face, the straight bridge of his nose was like the boundary between Yin and Yang formed by the mountains in the dawn: on one side was the indifferent Dongche of the priest in white who controlled the stars and observed the sky and the earth; On one side, there is the gentle and kind protective eyes of that young man in the past.

She was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and let go of the hands she held.She didn't know which side of him she should trust— After all, it's been ten years...the cheerful Qingyu has turned into the power-hungry Gao Mengfei, the proud and sensitive Qingming has become the indifferent and rebellious girl Jing-and he doesn't know what kind of change has taken place in his heart... ...What's more, he is now a priest of the Moon Worship Sect—one of Tingxuelou's biggest enemies. "Leave Tingxuelou, don't go back, Ming'er." Seeing her pondering, Jia Ruo persuaded again softly, "Jianghu is not a good place, if you don't stop as soon as possible, I'm worried that something will happen to you in the future—— I can see your future... don't go back to Ting Xue Lou anymore, and live in seclusion with me in this southern border."

"Just like in Shensha Valley before, planting flowers all over the mountain, don't ask about the outside world, and don't need to fight, kill and intrigue, just the two of us—how good do you think?" His voice was quiet and gentle, and he said each word slowly, with the power to penetrate into the hearts of the people. She was in a daze for a while, and the scenes he described had become a dreamlike reality, and scenes appeared in front of her eyes. . Maybe... maybe it really does?For the first time in more than 20 years, she can completely relax her guard and feel safe without having to hold Xuewei tightly all the time—only in a certain place and by a certain person's side can she fully restore her former stretch. Free nature, right?

"Brother Qinglan..." She hesitated, and put her hand on his palm again, feeling that his hand was as cold as jade.However, his eyes were warm, sincere and sincere, his hands slowly tightened, and he smiled: "Let's go now. No one will hurt you again in the future, Ming'er." "Then... what about the Moon Worship Sect?" Although obsessed with the scene he described, Ah Jing still remembered his current identity, looked up worriedly, and asked.At the same time, although I feel that the future he promised is beautiful, it seems that something most important has been lost.

"Worshiping the Moon?" Seemingly stunned for a moment, Jia Ruo smiled slightly—"Oh, Moon Worshiping!" He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and the bright moon in southern Yunnan shone coldly on the thousand mountains, bright and mysterious.The high priest of the Moon Worship Sect sneered at the highest symbol of worship in the religion, and suddenly waved his hand, and a breeze spun between his fingers, whizzing up to nine days! In the sky after the rain, those scattered clouds were suddenly rolled by an invisible force, flying wildly all over the sky, and the billowing clouds gathered, instantly covering the bright moon in the sky!

"What is Moon Worship to me?" With a slight sneer, Jia Ruo watched the last ray of moonlight in the sky being blocked by clouds, and suddenly replied in a low voice, "Now, there is nothing in the world that can restrain me! If you want to go, go, who can do anything to me?" Ah Jing was stunned, looking at his hand pointing at Tian Xin in disbelief—that overwhelming power that could change the color of the world, even if their master Bai Di was alive, he would definitely not be able to reach such a state! Eldest senior brother...has actually achieved the point of peering into the heavens as the master said. I haven't seen him for ten years, but his skills are so advanced. No wonder even the landlord, when sending her to the south of Yunnan, repeatedly told her that the High Priest of Worshiping the Moon Sect is almost heavenly and human, even she who has blood myrtle, she must be careful—if she encounters any difficulties, don’t hesitate to contact her. Don't try to be brave, let Yehuo tell him in time. The landlord... the landlord Xiao. The reunion brought countless memories of the past, flooding her heart like a torrent. However, when she thought of this name, her heart suddenly became clear—Lord Xiao.Xiao Yiqing. In the prosperous capital thousands of miles away, on Zhuque Street in Luoyang, the lonely and sickly shadow under the lamp of the white building emerged in her heart again.At this time, he didn't know what the situation was... At the moment when she was in a trance, Jia Ruo's voice sounded softly in her ears again. "Ming'er, I have been waiting for the day when the stars meet for ten years." Sighing, he raised his hand tiredly and stroked the gemstone on his brow ring, "If I hadn't remembered the promise I made to you back then, this Ten years... Well, these ten years, I really can't imagine how it will pass...Let's go back to Shensha Valley." Ah Jing was shocked: Yes.ten years.Ten years on...everything is changing. A few days ago, between the priest in the outskirts temple who used illusion to kill people like hell, and the white-clothed boy by the Lingxi River in his memory, how much has changed in his heart?Jia Ruo, maybe she is no longer the former Qing Lan. She didn't know what kind of grievances and grievances there were between Tingxuelou and Moon Worship Sect—she only knew how firm Xiao Yiqing's determination was to cross the Lancang River in the south this time to destroy the South Yunnan Moon Worship Sect—so determined that it didn't suit him at all. past habits. Even if you can break into the Moon Palace and win the sacred object of the Moon Worship Sect, the Tianxin Moon Wheel, even if you set up branch buildings everywhere in central Yunnan, the price you have to pay will be extremely cruel—not to mention that the Moon Worship Sect is as deep as it is in Central Yunnan. In the hearts of the people, even though the Moon Palace of the Moon Worship Sect on Lingjiu Mountain was wiped out, it was still difficult for Tingxuelou to gain a foothold in central Yunnan. I believe that the landlord will not understand these principles, nor will he not have considered them—however, he still made a decision to send more than half of Tingxuelou's troops to the southern border, led by her. And Jia Ruo is the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect who was listed as the number one opponent in Tingxuelou's Southern Expedition. The complex background of the two of them today is completely different from the time when they first met by Lingxi fifteen years ago. She is no longer that eight-year-old lonely girl, and he should have changed too... Qing Lan, who was gentle and kind in the past, was so ruthless and bloody when she killed Tingxuelou's children.What is his heart like now. So, don't promise him anything easily. In her heart, Ah Jing said to herself in a low voice, resisting the turbulent torrent in her heart caused by the reunion.However, Jia Ruo's voice depicted in her heart such a peaceful and beautiful scene, like a tired person who has traveled for a long time suddenly saw the warm lights in the distant hut, and the erratic little sign suddenly collapsed. The belief of the traveler on a long journey. She once said to herself: In this world, if no one loses someone, it must be impossible-she lives well without everyone.She doesn't care about anyone. She kept saying this to herself repeatedly until she believed that it was what she really thought in her heart—— In fact, the pain of losing Qinglan suddenly when she was young has always been settled in the heart of the girl in scarlet clothes, and she has never forgotten it for a moment. The person in front of her was the only person she had truly trusted and relied on in her past life. After he left, she also closed herself off when she was young, and no longer had any affection for anyone around her.She only believes in her own strength. The person who tied the bell is needed to untie the bell. Ten years later, fate knocks on the door suddenly. Perhaps only the same person can knock on the heart door of the girl in scarlet clothes that was sealed by the memory of the past? However, for some reason, there was another, more secretive and powerful force deep in her heart competing for her heart, making it impossible for her to answer for a moment.Although this rivers and lakes are full of swords, lights, swords, and blood, there are still things that she cares about.  Seeing Ah Jing's silence, Jia Ruo smiled slightly, as if she knew what she was thinking at the moment.With a flick of the sleeves, there was a sudden gust of breeze, and thousands of flowers fluttered and fell in the wind. They were colorful and fragrant, and in the center of each big flower, there was actually a celestial girl with beautiful makeup and beautiful face dancing. That was Qing Lan's spell to make her smile fifteen years ago—but today he performed it again, and it is far more exquisite than before. "Look, are these flowers beautiful? When we go back to Chensha Valley, we will plant such flowers in front of and behind the Bamboo Forest Abode. When we are happy, we will call the elves in the flowers to sing and dance, okay?" Jia Ruo's voice was soft and deep , as if sound transmission through the empty valley, there is a strange feeling in the ears, which makes people unconsciously fascinated. The scenes of the past unfolded in front of Ah Jing's eyes like a picture scroll—— The sunset made of pure gold by the Lingxi River.Thousands of wild lotuses bloom beside the luxuriant stream.The only laughter in childhood scattered into the wind, like a distant song, sung softly and hoarsely, dyed by wind and frost.And she stood in the middle of the misty stream, holding Xue Wei, not knowing where to go. Her heart seemed to have suddenly returned to her childhood: still sad and helpless. "Jianghu is not a good place. If you stay there, one day you will die by a weapon...Ming'er, leave Tingxuelou, let's go back to Shensha Valley together." Qing Lan's voice, through ten years The years have passed, and he is still so kind and friendly, "Is Tingxuelou really more inseparable to you than Shenshagu and me?" He raised his hand, and there was a jade ring on his slender and pale fingers, which seemed a bit small, and his fingers were tightly strangled. However, Jia Ruo stroked it with a smile, and said lightly: "Look... when you were young, I still have everything I gave you. Do you still have the amulet I gave you?" "I still keep it." Ah Jing replied softly, looking at his face, his eyes were also soft and in a trance. There is a kind of strength from forbearance, serenity and tranquility on the young man's face, which is almost religiously pure and solemn, and has a strong calming effect: "Let's go back to Shensha Valley together." "Qing Lan, Brother Qing Lan." She sighed softly, lowered her eyes as if surrendering, and stretched out her hand to the white-clothed boy like she did in childhood, but she seemed to have to remind her repeatedly in her heart: I can't promise him... ...can't...can't leave Tingxue Building... Feihua danced by her side, the scenery beside Lingxi was like a dream and unreal, familiar and familiar, Qing Lan bent down to her with a smile. ——"Miss Jing, this is a nightmare and illusion! Be careful!" However, a stern shout rose out of nowhere, breaking everything in an instant. Flying flowers, singing and dancing, streams, sunsets, wild lotus...all the tender past has disappeared in a blink of an eye. Under the cold moon, Ah Jing's outstretched arm was still in mid-air, and the white-clothed priest beside her suddenly turned her head, looking at the red-clothed girl who jumped out of the wooden building through the window, her eyes were as cold as lightning for an instant. "Who can break my technique?" Jia Ruo said every word indifferently. Yehuo raised her head to look at the dark clouds that were quickly dissipating in the sky. Under the bright moonlight, she quickly flew over and stood in front of Ah Jing. She raised her hands on her chest and made a handprint: "Ye Ye, the second disciple of Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain Huo, ask Priest Jiaruo for advice!" "That veteran Zhang Wuchen?" Jia Ruo sneered, "Your master didn't dare to make a fool of himself in front of me, but you are bold!" With a sneer, his figure suddenly moved up, pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and there was a sudden gust of wind between his fingers. The dark clouds in the sky had just dispersed under Yehuo's drive, but now they gathered above Yehuo's head at an even faster speed. In the blink of an eye, thunder and lightning flashed, and big raindrops fell down! "Yeah." Yehuo didn't know that his spell summoning was so fast, and before the protective spell could be finished in time, there was already rain falling on her, and she hurriedly raised her hand to block it——"嗤", the soft raindrops Like a steel wire, it passed through her forearm in an instant! "Wind and rain between fingers?!" Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Ye Huo's face turned pale in an instant. Fortunately, the spell was finished at this time, and an invisible umbrella spread over her head in an instant, blocking the falling raindrops—however, even though she tried her best, the sound of the rain became more and more urgent, and the umbrella left her head The distance is also decreasing minute by minute. Too, too weird power... The spiritual power of this priest in white is so powerful! How is it possible... How is it possible? "Miss Jing, you go away! The landlord Xiao just contacted me, saying that he and the protector of Biluo Hongchen have left Luoyang, and will soon come to southern Yunnan... You, you go... Let me block him." Ye Huo flicked his wrist Raised, a red bat flew out of her sleeve in the whistling, and went straight to Jiaruo. Worried that Miss Jing, who didn't know how to use spells, would get involved, Yehuo used all his spiritual energy to support the invisible umbrella while shouting anxiously.However, as soon as she opened her mouth, her spiritual power was slackened, and the "umbrella" that was already on the verge of falling was full of holes in an instant, and the raindrops whizzed down like steel wires. "Shua!" All of a sudden, there was another kind of power that was different from the magic technique rising out of the sky, piercing through the rain! Under the dark clouds, the crimson roses are blooming, ethereal and graceful—— However, that is not a flower condensed with magic power, but pure sword energy! The fierce sword energy cut off the rain curtain, and the violent rain splashed outwards, and the casters standing in the crowd had to raise their sleeves to cover them. There were a few "chi chi", and the white clothes were hit by the rain and the sword energy. Countless tiny holes suddenly appeared.Jia Ruo freed a hand and pointed at the red bat, as if an invisible barrier appeared, the bat flapped its wings, but stopped a foot away from him. The crimson sword light was like a galactic flow, rewinding down, bringing a clear light around Yehuo.Under the light curtain, the rapid rain did not penetrate even a drop! "What a move of Xuewei Xiangying..." Suddenly, Jia Ruo smiled, withdrew his hands, and applauded slowly, "Ming'er, your swordsmanship today should surpass that of Master in previous years." As soon as he withdrew his hand, the dark cloud gathered on Ye Huo's head suddenly dispersed slowly.At the same time, with a "squeak", as if exhausted, the red bat fell to the ground.Regardless of the injuries on his body, Yehuo rushed to pick it up. The sword light disappeared at the same time.Under the bright and clear moon, the woman in scarlet clothes stood with a sword in her hand, her eyes were indifferent.Xuewei swayed slightly in her hands, transforming into thousands of clear shadows—— The sword is like a flower blooming, and the sword is like a flower withering.Between dryness and prosperity, the past life becomes smoke. "You shouldn't use spells on me." Ah Jing looked at the white-clothed priest indifferently in front of him, with a faint pain in his indifferent tone, "You really are not the Qing Lan from before, so what's the use of returning to Shensha Valley ? We can never go back to the way we were before." Jia Ruo was also silent for a while, looking down at the mottled moon shadow on the ground, suddenly, he smiled softly: "Using the illusion and nightmare to go back to the past, under such circumstances, please leave Tingxuelou, you refuse to answer Yun——If I tell you well, will you agree, Minger?" "..." For a while, she was silent. Indeed, leaving the Tingxue Building—this kind of idea is unrealizable in her opinion for some reason. "Actually, I knew you wouldn't agree." Jia Ruo shook his head, raised his finger, and watched a purple wild poppy bloom on the tip of his finger.Under the moonlight, the smile on his face was slightly bitter: "When Qingyu betrayed Tingxuelou, you could have killed him—then, I understand how important Tingxuelou is to you." In an instant, Ah Jing's eyes also felt moist, trying her best to calm the turmoil in her heart, she asked quietly: "Since you know...then why are you here tonight?" Jia Ruo laughed suddenly, the radiance of the gem reflected his face, dazzling like a god: "I'm here tonight, just to confirm how important that person is to you." "Who?" Reflexively, she asked, but there was a sudden shock in her heart.As expected, Jia Ruo only smiled slightly, looking at her gently, the eyes under the gem ring were as deep as the sea: "You know who I'm talking about." He stretched out his hand and handed her the purple wild poppy in his hand, with the same expression and movements as before.However, Ah Jing looked at him, at the flower formed by the phantom power in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he did not move: "Priest Jiaruo, I never accept anything from the enemy." Jia Ruo took a deep look at her, and suddenly smiled—with a snap of his fingers, the poppy suddenly turned into powder and dissipated with the wind. "You're right, we can never go back to the past." He laughed and turned around, but there was a relaxed expression in his smile, "Ming'er, remember: from this moment on, we are your life-and-death opponents .If Xiao Yiqing takes Tingxuelou's men and horses into the Moon Palace half a step, I will definitely let him die!" "I will try my best to persuade him to give up his plan to attack the Moon Worship Sect." Quietly, the woman in scarlet clothes suddenly replied. Jia Ruo, who turned to leave, and Ye Huo, who was standing behind him, were startled at the same time. Seeing his inquiring gaze, Ah Jing looked down at the Xuewei in his hand, and said calmly: "Attacking the Moon Worship Sect itself is an unwise decision. ——Whether it is for justice or selfishness, I will try my best to dissuade the landlord from striking down." "Xiao Yiqing... is he called Xiao Yiqing?" The white-clothed priest smiled and shook his head, "He won't listen to your advice, he has his own reasons for going to war. Besides, it doesn't hurt that the Moon Worship Sect perishes. " Although his smile was gentle, it contained cruelty and indifference that penetrated everything. "I can't take action against you...brother. Even if the master predicts that, I swear: Even if you kill me, I will never take action against you! I want to break the curse of this fate." The woman in scarlet clothes put away her sword , the voice almost sighed, "I don't want to see this day... and I don't want to see you fighting with the landlord." "Ming'er." Hearing those words, the smile on Jia Ruo's face disappeared. He turned his head and looked at A Jing quietly—even though the two drew a clear line between the enemy and us, he still insisted on calling this name: "Ming'er, don't try to escape. Even if you stab the sword into my heart in the future, you must look me in the eyes!" Before she could say anything, the priest in white smiled again, and suddenly stretched out his hand, stroked the girl's long hair, and said softly: "Maybe God created life to let you see how cruel this world can be." —— "Maybe you will kill me in the future, maybe I will kill you before that curse is fulfilled——I have enough courage to look at the future, and I believe that you should have the same...Isn't it, Miss Jing from Xuelou?" ?” At that moment, Ah Jing actually forgot to dodge his outstretched hand, listening to his instruction with a smile, she gritted her teeth secretly, and nodded vigorously silently.Before she knew it, she seemed to be the girl who listened to her senior brother again. "Very well, I know you don't need to worry about me." Jia Ruo continued to smile and patted her on the shoulder, "You have always been strong, and now you have enough ability...so—!" Before he finished speaking, Ah Jing suddenly drew his sword! With a sound of "ding", the light shot from his fingers hit the sword and disappeared in all directions. "Haha...very good, Ming'er, you have never let me down." Jia Ruo was in a hurry to make a move, but when it missed, he clapped his hands and laughed, turned around, and when he left, he suddenly looked at Ye who was guarding at the side like lightning. Huo glanced at him and smiled, "I still remember you... the little girl from Miaojiang who can control the Red Bat King... don't you know me?" Before the two women could answer, the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect let out a long laugh, stretched out his finger and drew a symbol in the air, and in an instant, his figure disappeared in place. "Just stop for a moment." I have been traveling all night by the moonlight like water, but suddenly the sky is covered with dark clouds, as black as ink, and I can't distinguish my fingers.The first voice stopped, and the group of people reined in the forest and waited quietly. "The two masters rest for a while, and wait for Xiao to go to see the road ahead." Wei Wei coughed, but the voice of the man in front was full of determination, and he turned the horse's head while talking. "Lord, I'll go with you." Someone in the crowd said something, but the other party shook his head and ordered: "Bi Luo, you and Hong Chen should stay where you are to protect the two masters and everyone—I just went to have a look, and I'll be there immediately." back." "Yes, the host." No more words, the whole group took orders together. Under the dim light, the man reining in his horse was dressed in white, and his face looked even paler and weaker in the bleak skylight—but in his eyes, there was extraordinary wisdom and determination, and he was not slightly affected by thousands of miles of wind and dust. tired face. "Ruoshui, please contact Yehuo again and tell Ah Jing and the others that we have arrived near Dali." As he rode away, he seemed to remember something, and he turned around and ordered. "Yes, Mr. Xiao, don't worry, I'll do it right away." In the dark forest, a woman's voice answered heartily. After the man in white left, the forest was surprisingly quiet for a while. "It's not that the moon was covered by dark clouds, but it was done by people with strong spells within a radius of one hundred miles." Two sedan chairs were surrounded by a group of people and horses.In the second sedan chair, an old voice suddenly sounded, and the gray-bearded old man put away his fingers, "The power driving Yuntian is extremely sinister and evil, it should be the magic technique of the Moon Worship Sect!" "Master, they came so quickly. Could it be that the Patriarchs of the Moon Patriarch have already heard about our arrival?" Somewhat surprised, a female voice asked in the dark forest. The voice was very young, and there was a hint of excitement about meeting the challenge. , "Let me play the striker! I heard that the priest named Jia Ruo is very powerful, Ruoshui really wants to see it." "No... that force was just hovering in the air, and it didn't attack in this direction. It shouldn't be aimed at our group." The old voice in the sedan fell silent for a moment, as if calculating something, his tone suddenly turned severe, " Ruoshui, you are not young anymore, as a senior sister, how can you be so childish and underestimate the enemy! Jiaruo is such a character, even my master fears him three points, how can you be his opponent?" "..." As if overwhelmed by the master's sudden and severe reprimand, the female disciple lowered her head in silence. "Why should Master Zhang be too modest?" When the atmosphere in the forest was silent and a little awkward, another old but slightly cheerful voice in the first sedan chair said with a smile and broke it down for her, "In my opinion, the dragon and the tiger When the jade seal book on the mountain is opened, even the priests of the Moon Worship Sect can't easily resist it, right? "Master Ming Jing, you don't need to put gold on my old face anymore - the jade script book is the most precious treasure in Longhu Mountain, but I guess it can only resist three parts of Jia Ruo's spiritual power at most..." with a wry smile , the person sitting in the sedan chair shook his head slightly, and looked up at the dark clouds in the dark woods, "Master, look, you can summon the wind and clouds in a moment and make the world eclipsed, how can such a poor man do it? " This time, even Master Ming Jing in the other sedan chair was silent, as if he was carefully observing the wind and clouds in the sky. After a long time, he said again: "It's so powerful. It really has spiritual power. Amazing... I don't know how that person cultivated such magic power at such a young age? The Moon Worship Sect is evil and weird, and it spreads poison in southern Yunnan. With the power, you and I will join hands to get rid of this cult, so as not to cause disaster to the world." "Master is right... the techniques of the Moon Worship Sect are too vicious." Zhang Zhenren nodded and sighed, "When the girl Yehuo came to my sect, she was poisoned by the Moon Worship Sect— —According to her, there was a turmoil in their village, but the Moon Worship Sect took advantage of it and almost all the people in the village were killed..." "Hey, although this girl is quiet, she is very stubborn. She has been working hard academically for the past few years, just thinking of seeking revenge from Tingxuelou. This time, when she heard that Tingxuelou was going to attack the Moon Worship Sect, she couldn't wait. to join." Speaking of another female disciple who was not around, Zhang Zhenren's old tone was full of deep love.Ruoshui let out a breath, and couldn't help but said again: "Yes, yes - I just know that my junior sister is eager for revenge, so when I heard that Xuelou chose the first batch of people to set off with Miss Jing, I didn't go with her. Snatch it! Otherwise, I would have come to the south of Yunnan long ago~~” "Ruoshui, Yehuo was originally from the Miao people, and he is more familiar with the terrain and environment of Lingnan than you, and he can help you a lot—that's why the master asked her to come first." Indifferently, Zhang Zhenren glanced at the eldest disciple, road. Ruoshui sighed: "I know... the master always knows what he does. The master knows astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom. The disciple should not talk nonsense, as long as he obeys the master's arrangement—isn't it?" Just as he didn't know what to say to this lively and mischievous disciple, Master Zhang looked up at the sky, but his face suddenly changed—— At this time, the dark clouds all over the sky were suddenly driven away, but within a moment, they seemed to be controlled by another force and gathered together again.In the thick black clouds, there are faint lightning and thunder, and the whistling sound of falling rain can be heard from far away! "What a powerful technique..." Zhang Zhenren's face was solemn, and he held up three fingers, waiting to pinch his fingers to calculate, when he suddenly heard Master Mingjing beside him exclaimed: "The wind and rain between the fingers!" The two of them looked at each other with extremely heavy faces—controlling the wind and rain is a magic technique that shakes the world, and even a skilled sorcerer must go through complicated procedures such as fasting, setting up altars, and offering sacrifices before realizing it after a grand ceremony. call.However, the other party was able to call wind and rain with a flick of a finger. This level of spiritual power had to make the two masters Shi and Dao look pale. "Master Mingjing...how do you feel?" After a long silence, Zhang Zhenren suddenly asked deeply. The old monk's eyes slowly moved away from the cloud, lowered his eyes, and said Amitabha together, and said slowly: "There is so much evil spirit and Yin energy... There are people in the demonic way who have such power. It must be a disaster for the world. Zhang Daoyou, you can fight with the old monk's 'Prajna Heart' and your 'Jade Seal Book of Heaven'..." "I'm afraid that we may not be able to suppress that person..." Zhang Zhenren's face was still dignified, regardless of the dissatisfied disciples around him who were eager to try again. direction, whispered, "Master, what do you think of Donor Xiao?" "A dragon among men." Without even thinking about it, Master Mingjing replied, "Although he is not a person in my way, he has deep spiritual wisdom and acts like a dragon. If the martial arts in the Central Plains want to unify the world, it must be." "Not in my way?" Suddenly, Zhang Zhenren smiled meaningfully, and slowly shook his head, "Not necessarily, not necessarily." Outside the wooden building, they were startled by the fight between Yehuo and Jia Ruofang. Under the leadership of Zhong Muhua, the disciples of Xuelou came out of the room one after another, asking what was the matter. However, there was no trace of a fight on the empty ground. Miss Jing's face was silent, she held the sword behind her back, looked up at the bright moon in Tianxin, her gaze was unpredictable. Zhu Yi's Ye Huo lay on the ground, the wound on his forearm was bleeding profusely, as if his arm had been stabbed by some sharp and sharp object. Just a moment ago, the moon was bright and dark, and the sky and the earth were full of wind and clouds. All the disciples of Tingxue Tower were awakened from their sleep by the violent thunder and dazzling electric light-but when they went out, they saw the moon shining like water outside. Seeing this abnormal scene, and remembering the endless weird things they have encountered since entering the Moon Worship Sect, all the Tingxuelou disciples felt uneasy. "Miss Jing, what's the matter?" Zhong Muhua ordered his subordinates to go down and observe the surrounding phenomena, and at the same time stepped forward to ask respectfully.Ah Jing didn't answer, she turned her head slightly and looked at this old subordinate of Tingxuelou—— Zhong Muhua is nearly sixty years old, with gray hair on his sideburns, protruding veins and countless scars on his hands... This old man must have doubts like ordinary disciples when he saw these mysterious scenes of strange powers—but , he has served Tingxuelou for two generations, and he is loyal and mature, but he did not show the slightest fear of retreating. People in the rivers and lakes should have the consciousness to bury their bones everywhere. Just like her, although she has had few opponents since she entered the arena, she is also prepared to meet someone stronger than herself at any time - when the time comes, just take her head.For this world, she has no worries about coming and going. However, Mr. Zhong has a middle-aged daughter Zhong Jiahui—that fifteen-year-old girl who knows nothing... When I was in the building, although I was afraid of her indifference and reticence, I still yelled "Sister Jing" and "Sister Jing" happily.That child is fifteen years old, and he grew up in a martial arts family like Xuelou, but he doesn't know anything about Jianghu. "My daughter? Hehe, you don't have to think about it! ——This girl is going to marry a good man in the future, and be a good wife. I don't want her to live a lifetime of licking blood like me." Before heading to On the road in southern Xinjiang, once, she overheard a group of Tingxuelou disciples making fun of Zhong Muhua, talking about his daughter, the old man answered with a smile like this. "When I pass my 60th birthday, I will wash my hands and bid farewell to the rivers and lakes. I will go back to take care of a few acres of land and hug my fat grandson!" Speaking of future plans, Elder Zhong had a calm and serene smile on his face. She who was sitting in the distance at that time heard it, and suddenly felt an indescribable depression in her heart... Only she and Xiao Yiqing know how difficult and cruel it is to attack the Moon Worship Sect—these martial arts people who have never seen magic arts may not understand what they are facing! Fighting martial arts with martial arts is, to a certain extent, no different from hitting a stone with a pebble—martial arts reach a certain level, which is enough to fight against martial arts. The power of defense. What's more, after seeing Jia Ruo's technique, she asked herself that it was unknown whether she could go back alive after this battle-and this time, the Tingxuelou people who came to southern Yunnan with her, and How many can return to Luoyang? 在洛阳，将来又要流下多少孤儿寡母的泪水？ “靖姑娘？”过了半天不见女领主回答，钟木华有些惊讶的抬头看她，关切的问，“靖姑娘，你受伤了么？” “哦……我没事。”阿靖这才收回了神思，回答，目光再度落在钟木华鬓角的白发上，心下沉郁之意更深，轻轻叹了口气，吩咐，“烨火姑娘受伤了，扶她回房中敷药罢。” 钟木华领命退下，绯衣女子复又怔怔抬头看着月空，沉吟不语，右手轻轻回过来，抚摩着颈中的紫檀木牌，目光变幻着。 他没有说错——她一直保留着这个他亲手给她做的护身符……虽然在剑与血的武林中，推崇力量的她从来不相信所谓的“幸运”。然而，十年的风雨江湖路，她一直保留着它——就如他也还戴着那个她小时候送给他的石头指环一样。 所有人都安静下来了，各自忙碌着——听说了萧楼主不日将亲自来到南疆，所有的楼中子弟的情绪都为之一振，不复前几日的忐忑。 阿靖微微苦笑了一下：果然，只有他、才是听雪楼的灵魂罢？即使自己的生命都如同风中之烛、但是这个病弱的年轻人却仍然是所有人目光凝聚的焦点。他甚至不用作什么、只要他来到了南疆——仅仅这个消息，就足以当上几万雄兵。 只是千里奔波，又是湿瘴遍地的南疆——他那样的身子骨不知道是否熬得住？ 独自伫立在冷月下，绯衣女子呆呆的看着苍穹，看着那皎洁的月轮在云中载沉载浮的荡漾，她唇边忽然也漾起了复杂的笑意。 Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time?When did Jiangyue shine on people at the beginning of the year? The generations of life are endless, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. 或许，在高天上沉浮了千亿年的冷月看来，即使他们、即使听雪楼、即使整个人世，一切也不过是渺小的转瞬即逝的刹那幻景吧？