CHAPTER XXXIX. Isn't that great?

Ximen Fuxue felt that the whole person was not very good.

He was in retreat for a month, and his swordsmanship made a breakthrough. Finally comprehended all of Chunyang's sword moves, and Ximen Blowing Snow's sword intent was more round and smooth, and there was also a faint sense of protection.

If it is said that Ximen Blowing Snow's original sword moves are only offensive and not defensive, only residual moves, after Jun Xuan's teaching, and a month of retreat comprehension, now his swordsmanship is already a complete set of swordsmanship.

Just after the snow was blown out of the West Gate, the old housekeeper of Wanmei Villa presented him with a letter from Jun Xuan, and there was also an invitation with it.

Jun Xuan's letter was from a month ago, in which she briefly explained how she recognized her relatives at the Hua family, and finally thanked him for the escort of the secret guards sent by Wanmei Villa.

Ximen Fuxue looked at what was said in the letter, and suddenly thought that in this way, the seven sons of the Hua family should call Jun Xuan "little aunt". Thinking of this, he actually had a subtle schadenfreude-like feeling.

After all, his identity as a "nephew" is indeed embarrassing, although the master is an undeclared mystery, and the only two people who know about it are not people with many tongues, but every time Ximen Fuxue thinks about it, he will always feel a little awkward in his heart.

Now there are suddenly more people as awkward as him, which makes Simon Chuixue feel much more comfortable - he is not a god who breaks his lust after all.

As for the invitation, it was sent not long ago. Speaking of which, the invitation is actually related to Jun Xuan, which is her gift of courtesy.

Legend has it that Ximen Blowing Snow only goes out four times a year, and each time it is to kill people. But no one said that he could only go out four times a year. Jun Xuan is his friend, and on such an extremely important day for women, of course Ximen Blowing Snow will participate.

Instructed the housekeeper to prepare gifts, and Ximen blew snow and headed for the Purple Mountain.

When he set off, Ye Gucheng and Jun Xuan were still solving the case of the embroidery thief in Wuyang City. Although the Purple Mountain is far away from Wanmei Villa, it is much closer to it than Wuyang City, so on the tenth day of the first month of August, Ximen Blowing Snow arrived at the Purple Mountain one step ahead of the two.

There was not the slightest smoke in the Lingyun view of Purple Mountain, only a shallow sandalwood wafting in the air. Although the temple is also dedicated to the three Qings, the main hall is dedicated to the appearance of pure yang real people. Ximen Blowing Snow walked up the mountain, and when he saw Daozu, he first bowed and offered incense before getting up.

When the snow was blowing at the west gate, he saw that there was already a kun dao standing in front of him. The man was dressed in a pure white and blue robe, his head was full of green silk and turned into white hair, and his expression was solemn, with a kind of coldness. She is obviously not young anymore, but she does not have the decadence of beauty.

"The poor Dao is too yin, but the Taoist friend is a high-level disciple of Jingxuzi?"

The dust in the hands of the white-haired Kundao was swept away, and the futon on the side of Ximen Blowing Snow came to her out of thin air, and she sat down with her clothes brushed off, opposite to Ximen Blowing Snow.

Ximen Fuxue's expression was grim, knowing that the other party was a Chunyang senior, so he got up and saluted again, and said, "Junior Xuanqing." "His master has always been lazy, and the generation of pure yang has only been told for three generations, and Ximen Blowing Snow only knows that Xuanshang is Jue, and Jueshang is Chong. But he didn't know anything further.

Taiyin Zhenren looked at Ximen Fuxue with great satisfaction, and smiled at him: "Sure enough, you are extremely talented, and now in the future life of the Pure Yang Palace, you can probably have a tie with Juehui's little girl." ”

Ximen was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted that "Juehui" was Jun Xuan's Dao number, he groaned slightly, and then asked: "I'm not as good as Lord Ye." ”

Hearing this, Taiyin Zhenren waved his hand, and said with some emotion: "Your teacher should have told you the legend of the Heavenly Favorite?" Cover the light of a lifetime with one person, so that the person who wields a sword in a lifetime will never win the first day. Juehui's talent and temperament can't overpower Jue Fei, just because he is a person outside the Heavenly Dao. ”

With such words, it has been expected that Ximen Blowing Snow has not defeated Ye Gucheng, how can Ximen Blowing Snow not frown?

Taiyin Zhenren looked at his slightly discolored face, but smiled very lovingly. She raised her hand and touched the top of Ximen Blowing Snow's head, and said slowly: "We pure yang people practice swords, some are for protection, some are for defense, but some are for complete love. ”

Ximen Blowing Snow had never been patted on the head, and he wanted to dodge, but Taiyin Zhenren's words made him stop moving.

"I can see that you learn swords because you love swords. Now that you've identified this path, why not keep going? Jue Hui and Jue Fei are on a different path than you, some of them have been walking longer than you, and some of them have walked more distractions than you. But what you see is something they haven't seen before. It's your way, you've chosen it, so just keep going. ”

Taiyin Zhenren's voice carried the coldness that had been soaked by the pure yang and falling snow over the years, but it was not slow, soothing the anxiety that had just suddenly arisen in Ximen Blowing Snow's heart.

Actually, the truth that Taiyin Zhenren said, Jun Xuan once told him. But that little girl is too young, and her comprehension of kendo is far less profound than that of Taiyin Zhenren. Jun Xuan himself was still in ignorance, so he could only persuade Ximen to blow the snow a little. And now Taiyin Zhenren's words have made Ximen Blowing Snow have an understanding.

If Jun Xuan pointed out the way for Ximen Blowing Snow when he didn't know it, then Taiyin Zhenren cleared the fog in front of him and clearly presented that road in front of him.

After a long time, Simon Fuxue exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes shone brightly. The thoughts in his chest suddenly let go, and his attachment to Ye Gucheng for a long time actually decreased a lot.

——Leave a confidant in the rivers and lakes. It's also a good thing to compare swords and talk about swords, and ask questions and talk about the Tao. As for victory or defeat, as long as you consciously make a breakthrough, it doesn't matter whether you can defeat that person.

"Thank you for your advice." Ximen Fuxue got up from the futon and bowed to Taiyin Zhenren.

Ximen Fuxue is an extremely arrogant and informal, but he still has some respect for his predecessors, especially those who have been assigned to him.

Taiyin Zhenren is still sitting on the futon, at this moment, even if Ximen Blowing Snow leans down to bow down to her, she still has to look up to see the figure of Ximen Blowing Snow. She tilted her head, and suddenly laughed: "You don't know that your Uncle Juehui is also a small ghost, and she also said in the letter that if you see me for the first time, you will definitely say: Can you fight?" ”

When she said this, she deliberately lowered her voice, and even learned the tone of Simon blowing snow ten out of ten.

Ximen Fuxue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said solemnly: "Can you fight?" ”

- Simon Blowing Snow is never afraid to challenge the strong, because this is his way. Jun Xuan and Taiyin Zhenren's nudge made him look down on the victory, but it never diminished his fighting spirit.

Taiyin Zhenren's eyes widened in anger, but he laughed out loud after a while. She waved her hand again and again, and said: "No, it can't be done, not to mention that the poor Dao is a lot older, and I am good at Zixia Gong and the way of qi cultivation, and on the way to the sword, I am not as good as my disciples, not to mention the two disciples of Juehui Juefei." ”

In these words, Taiyin Zhenren said frankly and openly, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being better than blue. Even Ximen Blowing Snow couldn't help but admire the heart of this elder. And he finally understood that the Kun Dao in front of him, whose Dao name was Taiyin, should be his Taishi Ancestor's generation.

“……”

This is Simon Blowing Snow, who feels that he has been bullied again in terms of seniority.

At this time, Ximen Fuxue didn't know that this deep depression would be with him for a long time. Even one day when he really went to the Chunyang Palace, he saw those old men with white eyebrows and beards respectfully calling Jun Xuan with a sentence of "uncle" and even "ancestor", which never eliminated this depression.

Before Ximen Chuixue calmed down the mood of this "Heavenly Master Ancestor", Taiyin Zhenren suddenly changed his words, looked him up and down, and then said: "I heard that you have a relationship with Juehui and Juefei? ”

"......" Ximen blew snow silently and acquiesced.

"Friendship?"

Simon Blowing Snow nodded.

"The righteousness of a confidant?"

Ximen Chuixue nodded again and said, "I and Lord Ye City have been friends for a long time, and Jun Xuan is also a friend who shares weal and woe. "Although the assassination in the Jewel Pavilion last time had nothing to do with him, and Ximen Blowing Snow stayed to help Jun Xuan, but in the end, in the end, it was the hardships and hardships that were shared, and Ximen Blowing Snow and Jun Xuan can also be called friends who entrusted their backs.

Taiyin Zhenren stroked his palm and smiled: "Very good, very good, then they have some difficulties, you have to help with this favor." ”

Ximen blows snow, and his complexion changes slightly. His friends often have some difficulties, and for people who can be classified as "friends" by him, such as Lu Xiaofeng, who always likes to cause trouble, he is always willing to help. However, Jun Xuan and Ye Gucheng both felt that the problem was tricky, and I am afraid it would not be a small problem.

However, without any hesitation, Simon Fuxue immediately said: "I should go all out." ”

Taiyin Zhenren patted his head, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal, and they won't be in any danger." ”

was touched again, the corners of Ximen Fuxue's mouth twitched, and a slight crack appeared on his face like ice and snow. However, he still didn't move after all, only a pair of deep black eyes stared at Taiyin Zhenren fixedly, waiting for her to explain what happened.

Taiyin Zhenren didn't immediately explain it to him. She got up and walked outside the room. The Purple Mountain is a very high mountain, and the Lingyun Temple is on the top of the Purple Mountain. Taiyin Zhenren looked at the surging sea of clouds, and his eyes became complex and gentle.

After a while, she pointed to the sea of clouds and said to Ximen Blowing Snow: "You look at all living beings, if you can live in peace, although there are also pains and sufferings, but isn't it better than the mountains and rivers overturning, and being displaced?" ”

Simon blew the snow and lowered his eyes, and said: "Heaven and earth are furnaces." ”

"Yes, heaven and earth are furnaces, and all living beings are copper, and no one is suffering." Taiyin Zhenren sighed, his eyes swept over the sword that Ximen Fuxue had never left his body, and said, "You only have a sword in your eyes, and you haven't looked at this floating life in detail, right?" ”

There is no need for Ximen Blowing Snow to answer, Taiyin Zhenren and Ximen Blowing Snow looked at each other calmly, restrained the smile on their faces, and then said solemnly: "If you bet on the reputation of your two peerless swordsmen, Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng, for this floating life that you have never seen, you ...... Wish? ”

Ximen Fuxue closed his eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and said word by word: "Once you enter the pure yang, you will live in the pure yang." Solid wishes also. ”

Hearing this, the old man with gorgeous hair finally laughed again. She has always been accurate in knowing people, and this time, she is still not mistaken.