The spring flows.

Honka is still tall.

The chill of late autumn has already appeared on the ancestral star, in the Great Zhou family.

In Zhou Yan's courtyard, he was the only one.

In the courtyard next to it, there was the sound of swords colliding, the sound of strength, and the sound of soft breathing.

It was the girl's rapid wheezing sound from the strenuous exercise.

And that breath, the breath is like an orchid, fragrant and clear.

There is still a faint fragrance in the air.

Zhou Yan stood from the night to the day, watching the time pass, watching the black curtain disappear and the dawn came, his body was still like a lonely crane.

This never seems to have changed.

Under the ancient pine, next to the clear spring, watching the azure clouds rise and the flowing water murmuring, Zhou Yan's mood has not changed in any way.

Since stepping on the right path, Zhou Yan has already comprehended this state of mind, and he does whatever he wants.

If this was the case in the past, it may not be good, but it will certainly not be bad. But it used to be a spur, and now, it's going its own way.

"Xuanyuan Sword, the road ahead, follow me. ”

Zhou Yan pulled out the Xuanyuan sword at his waist and whispered to himself.

In the end, Zhou Yan opened the scabbard of the Xuanyuan Sword, and derived the moves of the sword with the most ordinary sword way.

From the blue water swordsmanship in the past, to the twelve-shaped sword path of Xingyi later, to the ten thousand ghost swordsmanship, the way of killing souls, the way of slaying souls, the way of mutilation, etc., Zhou Yan all used moves to contain the state of mind and displayed it.

Calm, indifferent.

Good is like water.

If it is said that the creation of the "Ruoshui Sutra" was just an understanding, now it has truly achieved this.

"The goodness is like water, and the love is too forgetful. What is my father's Father's Forgetful Sword Dao really like? Is it the true way of carving?"

Zhou Yan evolved the way of the sword into a move, immersed in it, and thoughtful.

In the end, he put away his sword and stood, but almost a whole day passed.

The dawn has turned into a blood-colored remnant sun.

The afterglow of the remnant sun was reflected on the Xuanyuan Sword, which exuded an ancient golden color, showing a trace of mottled and ancient Dao trace aura.

Zhou Yan's face seemed to have become more vicissitudes and unfathomable in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This should have been the young face of a teenager about fifteen years old, but this seemingly immature face no longer has the meaning of being half young.

Zhou Yan faced the sunset, put the Xuanyuan sword in his hand on his waist, and then looked out of the courtyard.

The heavy cold iron gate of the courtyard was still closed, but it couldn't stop Zhou Yan's gaze.

Outside the iron gate, Zhou Lingyi paced back and forth, Zhou Ying had a bit of anxiety on her face, and by Zhou Ying's side, her father Zhou Han was also there.

Zhou Han is far younger and stronger than Zhou Han in Zhou Yan's impression.

With his strength, he is even stronger than Zhou Cangmu. Therefore, this small cold iron gate is not high, and naturally it can't stop him.

But he didn't trespass, but like Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Ying, he was a little anxious but had to wait patiently.

When Zhou Yan stared at the past, Zhou Han felt something and immediately walked to the cold iron gate.

Zhou Ying seemed to want to make a sound to stop her father from trespassing, but the cold iron gate suddenly 'creaked' and opened by itself.

......

"Zhou Yan, I'm Zhou Han, the uncle Zhou Han when you were a child, do you remember?"

Zhou Han walked over, came not far in front of Zhou Yan, and spoke.

"Zhou Yan. ”

Zhou Lingyi also snorted lightly at this time.

"Brother Zhou Yan. ”

Zhou Ying also shouted, and then bowed her head slightly.

"Uncle Zhou Han, I remember. I wonder what you're looking for me now?"

Zhou Yan nodded slightly, his eyes with a bit of inquiry.

"That's right, now that you've all settled down, I have nothing to worry about, I just want to ask where your father is now, and I want to catch up with him again. ”

Zhou Han hesitated slightly and explained.

But when he spoke, he seemed to deliberately avoid Zhou Yan's gaze.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Han's face, but did not speak, until Zhou Han himself could no longer resist Zhou Yan's calm and terrifying gaze, and then he said again: "In addition to reminiscing about the past, there are indeed some urgent things related to him. ”

"Is that all? Uncle Zhou Han, tell me if you have anything, my father, probably, will not appear again. ”

Zhou Yan said.

His tone was calmer.

But this kind of calmness made both Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Ying feel that he had become estranged.

"This--in three days, you will enter the Sword Yuan Pool, you can cultivate with peace of mind, these things, I will solve them." ”

Zhou Han's eyes showed a look of worry, but he didn't explain the reason.

Zhou Yan's gaze retracted and said, "Now that you can appear, it has something to do with my father, and you can't tell me, it seems that something happened to my mother." Is she already dead?"

"Y-how can you guess!"

Zhou Han's eyes showed a look of horror, and he couldn't help but lose his voice.

It's just that Zhou Yan said these words with a calm attitude, but Zhou Han felt even more shocked and chilled in his heart.

"Your love xù, sue me for the answer. Uncle Zhou Han, do you have anything else to do? If not, I'm going to continue to enlighten. ”

Zhou Yan said.

His feelings are even calmer.

It seems that nothing in this world can no longer shake his heart.

"You...... Are you practicing Ruthless Swordsmanship?"

Zhou Han gasped.

How heartless it must be to be able to listen to the news of his mother's death and be indifferent, with a cold expression!

"What about being ruthless?

Zhou Yan asked rhetorically.

Zhou Han's face showed a look of indignation, and said: "You are simply a great rebel! Zhou Yan, you, you don't know that she is your biological mother?! When you heard the news of her death, you didn't waver at all, you didn't feel sad at all, you are simply an animal!"

Zhou Han's face was ugly, but Zhou Ying was a little worried because of Zhou Han's impulsiveness, after all, Zhou Yan's previous appearance could be described as extremely fierce.

"Father, don't say it!"

Zhou Ying hurriedly grabbed Zhou Han's arm.

Zhou Han pushed Zhou Ying away, pointed at Zhou Yan's nose and said: "I saw you enlightening before, I couldn't bear to say it, and I didn't want to disturb you, so I've been anxious, you're good! There is simply no affection at all! In this way, even if you achieve the supreme supreme, what can you do? It's just one more demon beast!"

"Although I am not your opponent, today I will kill you, an unfilial son!"

Zhou Han was really angry, his eyes widened, and the Heavenly Spirit Sword Body began to show a violent side, and his body was about to swell.

"Uncle Zhou Han, if you die, do you want Zhou Ying to be sad and soulless, and miss the enlightenment of Jian Yuanchi, or do you want to watch her live a happy life, a happy life?"

Zhou Yan asked calmly.

Regarding Zhou Han's anger, he did not change at all, and was still indifferent.

Zhou Yan asked like this, but all Zhou Han's anger suddenly seemed to be poured with ice water, and his whole body immediately felt a chill.

Zhou Yan sighed lightly, and said with complicated eyes: "I know a little bit about my mother's situation, she has been separated from her head and has been suppressed, and life is better than death." If it falls, it is a relief after all.

For the monks who were suppressed and tortured to the point that life was worse than death, the fall was really a relief.

And I can't change anything, after all, some things are destined by heaven, and it is impossible to change my life against heaven after all.

All I can do is to make my life more satisfying. I think that as a parent of a child, I want my child to live happily the most, and the rest of the qi ē is not important at all. ”

"If my mother knew that I was broken because I was sad, crazy because of sadness, or injured because of unstable feelings, I am afraid that I would die without turning a blind eye. ”

"So, cherish yourself, is the greatest love, great love is speechless, I can't change the world, but I can change myself. ”

Zhou Yan's attitude was still calm.

But these words made Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Ying cry.

In life, what is the geometry of the monks who can understand this? And what is the geometry of the monks who know and can do it?

Zhou Han was also stunned for a moment, and at this time he realized that Zhou Yan's figure was like a lonely crane, so lonely and lonely.

At that moment, Zhou Han actually had a feeling of worrying.

"Your mother's situation is that there is a bloody light that takes away the head and body, as if she was forcibly detained by a supreme strong man, I am just afraid that you will be impulsive, so I said that she died. ”

Zhou Han sighed, his voice became a lot more vicissitudes, and he was quite embarrassed.

It seems that at this point, he does not have Zhou Yan's reason.

However, he suddenly felt very relieved - at least, Zhou Wangchen really raised a good son.

"Well, if that's the case, I should do my best to be stronger, without strength, it's just empty talk to say a qiē. Uncle Zhou Han, my mother's origin is not simple, my father is the same, and you are the same. When your legacy awakens, you should know. So, don't worry too much about these things. After all, the Mandate of Heaven has its own trajectory, and everyone is a puppet of fate, and fate will hardly change until a certain amount of time. To cultivate the path of a monk is to comprehend the trajectory of the destiny of heaven, to break away from the puppet body, and to seek the true freedom of the soul body. ”

"My mother's affairs, even if it is a big disaster, it will definitely be good, she is also a strange woman, if she can't deal with her own fate, no matter how much others help, she can't escape the clutches of fate. If she can survive on her own, it will be a metamorphosis. ”

"So, Uncle Zhou Han, I can understand your feelings, and I also came over like this, but pulling out the seedlings to help them grow will only make the seedlings die faster. ”

Zhou Yan said a lot rarely.

After all, it was Zhou Han who knew that he Zhou Yan was cruel and ruthless, and he still dared to point his nose and scold.

The depth of love is the depth of hate.

Some people scold, it is an insult.

Some people scold, but it is love.

"Zhou Yan, you ...... I didn't expect that when you said that you would grow up, you would suddenly grow up, but it was me, an uncle, who was self-willed. Your words make me ashamed. You're right, fate is your own journey, and forcible intervention by others will indeed have a bad impact. For this reason, I am also planning to go into real retreat. Ying'er follows you, I think I won't worry at all, because you made me understand that love, sometimes you have to learn to be cruel, learn to let go when it's time to let go. ”

Zhou Han is not a fool, after all, he has the cultivation of the sword spirit realm, and he has a lot of Dao comprehension, and he is also Zhou Ying's father.