It is the middle of January, the coldest season of the year in the northern hemisphere, but in the south-east of China, it is as warm as spring. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The girl who was rescued from the sea by the woman in white that day finally woke up in the early morning when the sun was just right.

She opened her eyes and looked at the wooden beams a little sluggishly, both her eyes and her expression were empty.

Squeak.

The wooden door was pushed open.

The woman in white walked in with a bowl of medicine.

She looked at the girl and said lightly, "Wake up, drink the medicine." ”

She walked over to the bed and found the girl still looking dumbfounded, with doubts and confusion in her eyes.

This is the self-protection of the brain after being severely injured and stimulated, and she will not last long in this state.

"Who are you?" the girl asked, her voice crisp and beautiful, and if you ignored the jagged scars on her face, she would have been a rare beauty.

"I am your master. The woman said.

"And who am I?"

"You are my apprentice. ”

"Oh......" The girl nodded, looking like a good girl.

Such a strange conversation, neither of them felt inappropriate.

Seeing the bowl in the woman's hand, the girl subconsciously wanted to sit up, but found that she couldn't move at all.

"Your leg is broken. The woman placed the bowl on the table beside her and stepped forward to help the girl up, with a pillow behind her.

"What's your name?" the girl asked curiously.

"Rong Qing. ”

"Rong Qing ......" The girl repeated the name, her mind was empty, and there was no sense of familiarity. But Rong Qing clearly said that it was her master, but why didn't she remember anything?

"What's my name?"

"Qinglin. Rong Qing said softly.

Qinglin drank the bowl of medicine with Rong Qing's hand, and her brows did not wrinkle, because she couldn't feel any taste.

After drinking the medicine, she fell asleep in a daze.

Rong Qing looked at her sleeping face for a long time and quietly left the room.

Standing on the top of the peak, the wind was very cold, and the hem of her clothes swayed gently.

Five days later.

Qinglin can already move his hands.

She was holding the book Rong Qing gave her at this time, and listened carefully to Rong Qing's explanation to her.

She is very intelligent, she can learn complex ancient texts as soon as she learns, and she is not bored with those obscure languages.

Ten days later, she was used to calling Rong Qing her master.

On this day, Rong Qing came back from the top of the mountain, holding a few herbs in her hand, she put the herbs into another wooden house, and when she was carefully washing the leaves of the herbs, she suddenly felt a strange smell.

I saw the afterimage flashing, and in the next second, Rong Qing appeared in the wooden house where Qinglin was.

She looked at Qinglin, who was half-floating in the air, and frowned slightly.

Qinglin's long hair was flying, his eyes were deep and bottomless, there was a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, the bandages that were originally tied to his body were all broken, and his body covered with scars was half exposed.

"Master, hehe...... When did I have such a master as you?" she said sarcastically.

Rong Qing was still indifferent, "You shouldn't wake up." ”

"Tsk, do you still want to stop me from waking up?" Qinglin said with a smile.

"Qinglin ......," Rong Qing shouted softly.

"My name is Lin You, don't forget. Qinglin interrupted Rong Qing's words.

She had an extra black long sword in her hand, pointing directly at Rong Qing, "Let me leave." ”

Rong Qing sighed, the air suddenly twisted a little, and invisible ropes bound Qinglin's limbs, pinning her in mid-air.

"I'm sorry. A sword qi appeared in Rong Qing's hand, and when his wrist rotated, the flesh and blood on Qinglin's body kept falling, and the sound of bones breaking continued.

Such a terrifying scene is unbearable to look at.

Blood dripped to the ground and soon gathered into a puddle.

The evil intent in Qinglin's eyes became weaker and weaker, and as those flesh and blood separated from her, her eyes became clearer and clearer.

"Master...... I ...... hurt," she muttered softly.

There is no good meat left in the body.

Rong Qing stopped the movement in his hand, with reluctance and determination in his eyes.

The last sword fell, she caught Qinglin falling from the sky, the clothes on her body were quickly dyed red, Qinglin was in her arms, her face was pale, there was no trace of blood.

She hugged Qinglin and walked towards the back of the wooden house, and blood continued to drip on the ground.

The bloodstains meander until deep in the mountains and forests, a hot spring with steam.

Qinglin was held in the air by a mysterious force, and Rong Qing's fingers lightly touched in the pool, and the pool rippled.

She gently put Qinglin in.

The color of blood is smeared, and the milky white pool water quickly turns blood red.

With a slight stroke of his right fingertip on his left wrist, Rong Qing watched as his blood flowed into the pool water and mixed with Qinglin's blood.

"Deboning for flesh, blood and soul transfer. Qinglin, I hope you can forget the past and have a new life......" Rong Qing said in a low voice, looking at Qinglin who was still frowning in the coma in the pool, his eyes were complicated.

Two months later.

Rong Qing stood in front of a blood cocoon and watched as the cocoon gradually cracked a crack.

Soon, the gap became bigger and bigger, and from the gap, a plain white slender hand stretched out.

The blood cocoon was split into several petals, and from it stood up a naked girl, with long hair reaching to her waist, bright eyes and teeth, and skin like snow, she stood in place and looked around in confusion, and when she saw Rong Qing, her eyes lit up.

"Master!" she shouted, rushing over.

Rong Qing turned sideways slightly, dodging her hug, the next second. A moon-white gown fell on the girl's body.

"Put it on. Rong Qing said.

Qinglin got dressed, followed Rong Qing's side, and walked outside the mountains and forests, looking at everything around him curiously all the way, and in his clear eyes, he was pure and immaculate in his unworldly affairs.

Since then, there has been no one all year round, and on the cold island, there is finally a little more popularity, and the arrival of Qinglin has made everything here have a little more vitality.

"Master, why do I want to chop wood!" Qinglin asked loudly as he stood in the courtyard, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Rong Qing, who was sitting in front of the window basking in the sun and reading a book, didn't raise his head, "Exercise your wrist strength." ”

"But this firewood is so hard to split!"

The corners of Rong Qing's mouth hooked up a light smile, how could she tell her that it was a hundred-year-old iron tree......

"Master, what does it mean to be captivating the country and the city?" Sitting on his knees in front of the stone table, Lin You asked curiously, pointing to a sentence in the book.

Rong Qing brushed away a fallen leaf on her shoulder, "Those who are beautiful in the world are for the country." ”

Qinglin looked up at Rong Qing who was standing beside her, and for some reason, a sentence suddenly popped up in her mind.

Yiren smiled and overturned the world.

In her memory, there was no one else except Master, so she couldn't compare, whether Master was a beauty or not, she didn't even know whether she was beautiful or ugly.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that if it was about appearance, her master must be the top in the world, although in her eyes, the world is an island......

In the night, Qinglin sat cross-legged on the wooden roof, watching Rong Qing practice swords in the air, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and the silver-white sword light was a little colder than the moonlight.

After a set of swordsmanship, Rong Qing stepped on the moon and stood in front of Qinglin, "Can you remember the move just now?"

"Uh-huh, what's the name of that set of swordsmanship?" asked Qinglin, holding his chin.

"Nine questions. ”

One day, Qinglin caused a disaster to a black bear in the mountains, captured it, and pulled a cart for her.

That's right, she made herself a two-wheeled car, she sat on it, let the black bear pull slowly in front, wherever she went, she would also catch fish for the black bear to eat, and in the end, the black bear was reluctant to go.

One day, Qinglin went to the top of the mountain to practice swordsmanship, but fell off the cliff, if it wasn't for Rong Qing coming in time, probably when he saw her again, he could only see a puddle of flesh.

One day, Qinglin secretly went to the building complex halfway up the mountain, and found a lot of ancient books in one of the palaces.

From one of them, I learned the name of the island, Penglai.

The Legendary Fairy Island......

And the mountain on this island is called Kunlun.

What is Kunlun? Can you eat it?

As soon as she came out of that palace, she was caught by Rong Qing, and in the next few days, she was punished and confined and copied the Tao Te Ching a hundred times in the house......

"Ah............ I'm so sleepy......" Qinglin yawned and burst into tears. "Master...... I want to sleep......"

Rong Qing held a book, "Well, it's still fifty times away." ”

From then on, she never dared to go to those palaces to peek.

Qinglin has always felt that as an apprentice, she should be kind to her master, and she can't let her master eat those green vegetable leaves all day long, or simply drink dew, while she herself secretly goes to eat roast chicken every day.

So, she caught a few fish from a stream on the mountain, and prepared to go back to cook a good meal to serve the master, but that meal, she did it from noon until the sun set, and when she ran to the master's room with a bowl of fish soup with a black face, the moment she pushed open the door, she saw a picture of a beautiful woman bathing......

Afterwards...... Qinglin was forced to be locked up for three days and copied the Pure Heart Sutra a hundred times.

From then on, she hated cooking, and would rather accompany her master to eat green vegetables and leaves than do it herself.

"Practice and ask me nine questions. ”

Qinglin held a sword, and the body of the sword was engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants on the other. On the hilt of the sword, the art of farming and animal husbandry is written, and the policy of unification of the four seas is written on the other.

It turned out to be the legendary Xuanyuan Sword!

The sword is no different from an ordinary sword in Qinglin's hands, and she herself doesn't know what special this sword is, and she always thinks that this sword is a special sword when she usually practices swords......

Ask what is the longevity of the sky? ask what is the extreme? what is the joy of life? what is the suffering of death? what is the geometry of life? what is righteousness? what is evil? what is love?

Unlike when Rong Qing used this set of swordsmanship, when Qing Lin used it, there was no sword qi vertical and horizontal, to be exact, there was no fluctuation of internal force.

Rong Qing only taught her swordsmanship, but did not teach her internal skills.

But although there was no internal strength, Qinglin still practiced Jiuwen with a kind of self-inflicted momentum, the fallen leaves on the ground rotated with her sword momentum, and with the end of the last question, all the fallen leaves turned into powder. (To be continued.) )