183: On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival
Time flies, year after year, the peach trees are green and bald, the peach blossoms bloom and fail, whether it is the summer heat or the winter snow, they have never stopped their cultivation, because they have promised the master to practice well and never let the master worry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Now, this is not only a promise, but also a spur to Qingli and Lu Haichuan, because over the years, they have deeply known that all their cultivation is for themselves, and it is impossible for the master to get anything from it, and he wants to see the progress of the disciples, which is probably the heartfelt wish of every monk who is a master.
As they grew older, there were more and more things for everyone, and the relationship between Qingli and A-Ning gradually became estranged, even on the rest day at the end of October, everyone never got together again, everyone was doing their own thing, and they were very busy.
Whenever he stopped to sit on the moon cliff after practicing the sword, Qingli would always feel particularly lonely, although his senior brother was by his side, he would always make up all kinds of jokes and do all kinds of actions to make himself happy, but Qingli would still feel inexplicably lonely.
This kind of loneliness has nothing to do with whether it is lively or not, it comes from the depths of the heart, it is the gain and loss that grows up, it is the hardships and joys on the road of slow cultivation, it is the sorrow and joy of people coming and going, it comes so strongly, it fills one's heart, and sometimes even without saying a word, it can make people cry.
In the past, when I was in Woyun Village, Qingli would always say to my grandfather coquettishly, grandpa, grandpa, I really want to grow up, I can live freely when I grow up, I can do whatever I want, and I can go wherever I want.
Adults are always beautiful, they look very powerful and capable, their former selves are always eager to grow up, but when they really grow up, they want to go back to their childhood.
Man, that's such a contradiction. Qingli held his chin with both hands, looking at the spring stream full of mountain flowers, various colors, the water mist splashed by the waterfall on the petals on a thin layer of mist, under the reflection of the sun, those water droplets glow with dazzling brilliance, smart and beautiful.
She sat quietly on the edge of the moon cliff, her feet dangling back and forth between the cliff walls, looking innocent.
This year, Qingli is forty-two years old, and she has changed from a yellow-haired girl to a slim girl. Her appearance hasn't changed at all, her little round face is still soft and soft, and with a light smile, people want to walk over and pinch it.
In the water stream, the white cranes swept away in twos and threes, and the clear chirping echoed in the mountain stream from time to time, which was very good.
"Senior sister, give you water!" Behind him, Lu Haichuan carried two water bags in his hand and threw one of them out.
It was so far away, but he was so accurate, Qingli reached out and caught it, stood up, and said thank you to his senior brother.
Twenty years, Master has been in retreat for twenty years, and there are only two people on this vast swaggering peak, Qingli and Lu Haichuan, who have been practicing diligently day and night, as if they are used to this kind of torment and loneliness.
The younger sister is getting taller and taller, and she is getting more and more beautiful, maybe she is not the most beautiful woman in Taihua Mountain, but in Lu Haichuan's heart, she is irreplaceable.
I have gone through so many years with her, she has seen everything she looks like, and so many years of getting along not only did not make Lu Haichuan feel bored, but made herself fall in love with her even more.
He likes to see the little junior sister smile and look proud, like the little junior sister frowning and ignoring people when she is angry, like the way she stuffs the things she doesn't like to eat into her mouth, like the way she is wholehearted and merciless when she and himself fight against the sword, like the way she stands quietly in front of the window and looks at the lake and mountains full of trees and flowers, Ruohuan looks at her silently standing in place thoughtfully......
She said that she likes peach blossoms, and said that nothing in this world can be more beautiful than peach blossoms. The spring breeze is ten miles, the peach blossoms are blooming, and it is her most nostalgic place.
The implication is that the junior sister likes Zhaoyao Peak, yes, Zhaoyao Peak is so beautiful, and the relationship between master and apprentice is so good, which disciple of Zhaoyao Peak would not like this? What she said, Lu Haichuan faintly felt that where she heard it, but, where, who said it, Lu Haichuan didn't remember it very well.
"Senior sister, look, the peach blossoms are blooming again!" Lu Haichuan pointed to the ancient peach tree, although it was only half of its height, it was still unbelievably beautiful.
These dense peach blossoms, clumps and clusters, are dotted on the criss-crossing peach branches, and occasionally a few tender green leaves stretch out, which is quite lively and interesting.
Looking up, the peach blossoms of this tree are like a crimson cloud, swirling overhead, blooming arbitrarily, which is extremely beautiful.
Qingli sighed secretly: "Yes, the peach blossoms are blooming again, so beautiful!"
At this time, the sound of the flute came out, and Lu Haichuan shook out the bamboo flute from his sleeve at some point and played it indulgently.
Facing the moving music, Qingli danced. She was dressed in green clothes, swirling on the bluestone, every movement, every arc, showing lightness and beauty.
With a graceful posture and beautiful eyes, she spun and danced selflessly.
On the tree, a few crimson peach blossoms slowly fell, falling in her direction, and the air seemed to be accompanied by a faint fragrance.
Generally speaking, ordinary peach blossoms have no fragrance, but the ones on Taihua Mountain are different, they grow in this spiritual vein place, absorbing the aura of the sun, moon and stars of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, and rivers over the years, and they can bloom a little incense.
The spirit is clear and bright, as if there is light, sometimes with low eyebrows, sometimes as delicate as a lark, the junior sister dances lightly, and the crimson peach petals keep flying in the air.
Such a scene is really intoxicating, and the corners of Lu Haichuan's mouth lightly hooked up a warm smile, like the ripples of the clear spring water in the mountains.
As soon as the song ended, Lu Haichuan clapped his hands and walked towards his junior sister.
Qingli also stopped dancing and let out a long sigh of relief, she hadn't danced so happily for a long time, the dance just now made her feel a lot happier, although she still missed her master very much, and missed her friends very much.
Senior sister looks very good-looking, she is always like this, so that she can never see enough, Lu Haichuan calmed down, and slowly exhaled: "Senior sister, there are still three days, the Mid-Autumn Festival conference that is reincarnated once every Jiazi is about to begin, and then six top disciples will be sent to compete at each summit, and you and I will also compete on behalf of Zhaoyao Peak, we must get a good ranking in order to live up to Master's expectations!"
"Well, we must beat them all down and let them see how powerful we are at Swagger Peak. Qingli nodded, although she also knew that it was a bit difficult, but she couldn't destroy her prestige because of this, right, the future is bright, Qingli always believed in it.
Over the years, Qingli's cultivation has progressed rapidly, and she also knows that Senior Brother Changfeng has entered the middle level of Voiding, and among the disciples of the next generation, his strength is the strongest, followed by Senior Brother Zhang Kun, although Senior Brother Lu entered the Void Initial Stage a few months earlier than Senior Brother Taifeng, but the difference in strength between the two is not large.
Behind is Sister A Ning, herself, Wen Ze, Lin Xi'er, Luo Ying, Shu Dashuai, Chen Wenjia and others, and then the people behind are not afraid, after waiting for so many years, Qingli is looking forward to this conference, she is eager to know how to know if she can be in the top few.
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