"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

Gu Yunying was so frightened that she coughed, and she didn't recover for a long time.

The arrogant young man in front of him with a cold back is called Shen Yipi?

Is it her master Shen Yipi who has a bad brain, likes to take credit in Jinghua Peak, and from time to time lets her apprentices help Shen Yipi?!

Not ——!

She 10,000 can't accept it!

In this way, it looks like a Qingjun boy with the standard male protagonist in ancient Chinese texts, and it is absolutely impossible to grow up like her master!

It must be a very coincidental name and surname!

Gu Yunying was sadly and indignantly doing psychological construction for herself.

At this moment, the two teenagers had already fought together, and they were not soft on each other, and the little girl next to them was stunned, and tears hung on their little faces, telling them not to fight anymore.

"Zhao Dahu, are you crazy enough!"

The young man Shen Yipi was beaten to the point that his nose bleed, which was particularly conspicuous on his white face, and his body was also stained with gray filthy snow, which gradually turned into pools of snow water, soaked into his thin clothes, and even the corners of his bloodless lips began to freeze purple.

And Zhao Dahu is the other extreme, he is extremely warm in clothes, after the fight just now, his face is a healthy flush, and a thin layer of sweat appears on his forehead.

As he spoke, a white mist came out.

The two of them are still facing each other, and no one will let anyone, as if they have to decide a winner.

"No, wait a minute, Zhao Dahu...... Could it be a name?! ”

Gu Yunying's face was shocked, she suddenly remembered that she had heard her master scold her several times for this name.

Especially pointing at his friend, Qingyu Zhenren's nose and scolding.

Gu Yunying covered her brain that was about to run out, only to feel that everything in front of her was too much like a dream that seemed to be real and imaginary.

"Good apprentice!"

A familiar cry sounded on the wall of the small courtyard.

Gu Yunying looked up suddenly: "Master?!" ”

She looked at Shen Yipi lying on the wall in surprise, still looking raunchy, smiled at her, and motioned for herself to come in quickly.

Gu Yunying was shocked by Shen Yipi's laughter, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

However, Shen Yipi beckoned to her vigorously, insisting that she come in quickly, but in desperation, she had to walk in hard.

The small courtyard was empty, almost nothing, even the water tank under a tree with a crooked neck was broken, and the snow on the ground had not been swept away, and it seemed that there was no smell of human habitation at all.

Only in the cold air, you can still smell a faint smell of bitter medicine.

Gu Yunying raised her head and saw that Shen Yipi was still lying on the edge of the wall covered with snow, she rolled up her sleeves and dragged him to the ground with her hands and feet.

"Ouch, good apprentice, you lighten up, my old bones can't withstand this kind of toss." Shen Yipi blew his beard and glared angrily, accusing his apprentice of being careless.

Gu Yunying didn't laugh angrily, and said, "Then can you tell me, what tricks are you doing with this old bone on the Sitting Forgetting Peak?" ”

"Back to light?" She took a step forward and asked Shen Yipi with a scrutinizing attitude, "Huh? ”

Unexpectedly, Shen Yipi said confidently: "This is my return to light." ”

"What?"

"Who am I? I'm a big figure in the sword cultivation world, and the cultivation world is terrified to sit on the top of the Forgotten Peak, and the way the light returns this time is naturally different from ordinary people. ”

Shen Yipi patted his chest, although he was boasting about himself, but it was indeed a fact, he saw Gu Yunying's confused look, sighed, and explained briefly.

"I'll just make an analogy, in my opinion, the monk is an ever-expanding air bag, absorbing spiritual power for his own use, it is a process of expanding himself, and the spiritual power that high-level monks can absorb and store is far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks, of course, their brain is not good is also a key."

"As for this airbag, there will be a special opening to control the absorption of aura, but when the airbag is too inflated, or the life span is insufficient, it will cause other openings to crack, which is difficult to control."

"People like your master and me, who have stepped into the door of death with half a foot, have too many cracks on their bodies, their divine consciousness is damaged, and their spiritual essence is leaking, and when I realize it, it has become the current return to light."

"There are so many people and things I've seen, heard, and encountered over the years, so many that I can't even remember clearly......"

Shen Yipi's words carried a rare sigh, but his tone was slightly smiling.

It was as if those past experiences were just a breeze in the past, a floating cloud, and a spring rain for him.

He pointed to the two teenagers who were still confronting each other outside the door, and couldn't help but smile with nostalgia: "Look, those two people outside are what I and your Uncle Qingyu looked like when we were children. ”

Shen Yipi, a lonely young man with thorns all over his body, and Qingyu Zhenren, a young man who slammed his fists when his temper came up.

These two famous cultivators who could make the cultivation realm tremble with a single stomp were rolling on the ground at the moment, and they were inseparable.

Although Gu Yunying had already guessed it, it was still a little difficult to accept: "...... What happened to your old family to become the way it is? ”

"What am I like now!?" Shen Yipi was immediately unhappy.

Gu Yunying coughed lightly, not dwelling on this question, but instead remembered another question: "If you continue like this, can your body hold on?" Can you take it all? ”

After all, it is the leakage of one's own spiritual power, no matter what, it will definitely damage the body, especially if such a large area of light is created, it will definitely be a great loss.

Even if Shen Yipi was still alive, Gu Yunying still didn't dare to take it lightly.

Shen Yipi knew her concern, grinned, and waved his hand: "I'm old, there are too many things that I can't control, today is a good day, I called you back, just to take advantage of this illusion to let you see my famous sword skills." ”

"The human realm?"

Regarding Shen Yipi's famous sword moves, Gu Yunying has never really comprehended them.

Because Shen Yipi's old illness does not allow it.

Even though she knew that Shen Yipi wanted to pass on the human realm to herself, she didn't have any expectations for this, she didn't want Shen Yipi to die for herself.

Today, he got the opportunity to really have a glimpse of the human realm, and Gu Yunying didn't have any joy.

She just glared at Shen Yipi with a slightly solemn face: "I don't want to see it, you take it back." ”

"It doesn't matter if you want to see it or not, I'm going to do it!" Shen Yipi replied aggrieved and domineering.

Gu Yunying's mood was not very good, and he saw Shen Yipi summon a spirit sword.

Under the flowing sun, the spirit sword reflected a blue cold light, the sword body was as clear as autumn water and cold pool, and it was held in Shen Yipi's hand, the long sword trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan.

This is Shen Yipi's natal weapon, Spirit Sword Zhanqiu.

Zhan Qiu's sword flipped with Shen Yipi's wrist, and held a beautiful sword flower in the air, and the spiritual power was condensed at the tip of the sword, and the flower that burned like a flame bloomed at the end of the sword.

Gu Yunying looked at the unknown flame flower, and for a moment she was in a trance, and there were voices from far and near in her ears, and some people were crying, laughing, singing and scolding.

She couldn't hear it really, as if she had fallen into a noisy world.

In a daze, she seemed to hear the disdainful and disgusting insults of her biological father in her previous life, the panic of her biological mother, and the crying baby cry, Wen Dongting's laughter comforting her in her ear......

Even, Gu Qianxue's voice, Song Yuan's voice, Lin Qianqian's voice, Xie Lianhua's voice......

The voices of the people she had seen, heard, and met exploded in her ears and in her mind in an instant.

Condensed into a series of sharp blades, stabbing at her mercilessly.

In Gu Yunying's sight, all the scenes faded, distorted, and blurred in an instant.

Abruptly halted at the height of her voice, she looked up and looked around, the only thing left was the sword that filled the sky.

The countless long swords, with the sharpest blades, pointed directly at her.

Gu Yunying was horrified to find that she couldn't find any flaws, and she had nowhere to hide.

It's like you're making enemies of the whole world.

"Master......?"

A drop of cold sweat ran down her sideburns and down her jaw.

She tried to call out, but the difference between strength and weakness that she had never felt before made her feel like a speck of dust, trying in vain to shake one of the giant's fingers.

"Hmm."

Shen Yipi's voice was distant and deep, as if it was coming from the other side of the sky.

With this reply, the sword dissipated, the heavens and the earth shattered, and the surrounding scene returned to her eyes.

The small courtyard with withered snow, the mottled and broken roof tiles and white walls, and the faint smell of medicine between the snorts all gave Gu Yunying the illusion of being a new person.

Her legs couldn't stop being weak, and the palpitations in her heart still existed.

It turned out that this was the legendary human realm, and in front of her, it was like a different world, and she was powerless to fight back.

She just wanted to praise a few words, but raised her head, but saw Shen Yipi's expression of frowning: "Good apprentice, am I awesome?" Am I good? ”

Gu Yunying: "...... Hehe. ”

[Gain Gu Yunying's hatred +1000.] 】

"Let me tell you, the reason why my human realm is powerful is not because of a simple sword, but because of cause and effect."

"This person's whole life has been stained with karma, just like when you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet, even if it is a fetus that has not yet been born, there is an umbilical cord as a cause to connect."

"My human realm is to be able to perceive the causes of others, and in turn to repay them in advance for the consequences of the future."

Speaking of this, Shen Yipi sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that I, a Taoist cultivator, would comprehend the cause and effect of Buddhist cultivation, thanks to the bald man of Mingjing...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Shen Yipi's face changed suddenly, and in the middle of his words, he coughed violently.

Blood was gushing out of his mouth, and he couldn't stop it.

Looking closely, the blood was still mixed with fine pieces of meat, which made Gu Yunying's heart ache.

"Master, hurry up and stabilize your heart!" She hurriedly transported her spiritual power, even if it was a drop in the bucket, to save Shen Yipi's life.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't block Shen Yipi's passing spiritual power, which was like rivers and lakes that had been shackled for a long time, flowing inexorably into the vast ocean of the outside world.

What can't be stopped is Shen Yipi's fading life.

"Liheng!"

Gu Yunying couldn't care about anything else, and called out loudly to Liheng, who was avoiding danger in the distance.

Shen Yipi bent down in pain and spurted out the last mouthful of blood, which happened to spill Gu Yunying's skirt, which was the regular disciple uniform of a Sword Sect monk.

The blood-stained white skirt swayed as he walked, and he stared at the swaying skirt as if it overlapped with a glimpse of the dream he had once had, as if in a myriad of dreams, the man walked slowly towards him.

And he was trapped in all kinds of rules and ethics, and in countless dreams, he bowed his head deeply, not daring to look at her more.

But then he hadn't dreamed for a long time, and he didn't have the energy to dream again.

This time, will it be the last dream?

Will it be his last goodbye to her?

From then on, only every snowflake on the Forgotten Peak remembered that she had been in this world.

From then on, only the vine and flower in the sword mound paid tribute to her coffin that no one cared about.

Since then, only the statue of Sanqing Hall has compassion for the world, witnessing his unspeakable year.

He suddenly gritted his teeth and raised his head with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes trying to discern the faces of the people around him, but he found that his vision was already blurred.

"After all...... You can't say it......"

He laughed, and then fell down heavily.

Gu Yunying carefully supported him, there was still doubt on her face, just now she seemed to hear Shen Yipi say something, very light.