Chapter 113: Forget the rivers and lakes

Yu Chifeng was talking about Xing, when he glanced at Zimei's face with a mixture of surprise and doubt, he was slightly stunned, and said, "Mei'er, what's wrong?"

Zimei came back to her senses and said, "The master is so powerful!" When she said this, she looked worshipful. Bayi Middle School?wen.com?? (1) ?.? 8 (8) 1 (1) .COM

Yu Chifeng smiled bitterly: "Yes, she is too powerful." She knew that I had a deep inner strength, so she asked me to practice this set of internal skills. This mental method was extremely fast, and in just a few days, I had cultivated to the third level......"

Zimei couldn't help but interject: "How many layers are there in this Biyang Divine Skill?"

Yu Chifeng said: "The peak is the tenth layer, but the tenth layer is already your master's conjecture, and it is difficult to reach it after all." On the twenty-fifth day, the teacher had already practiced to the sixth layer of heavenly machines. ”

Zimei struck the knot and said: "Master is worthy of being a sword venerable, and his understanding is good!"

Yu Chifeng smiled bitterly again and said, "At noon that day, the teacher suddenly vomited blood and suffered extremely serious internal injuries......

Zimei looked puzzled and muttered, "This ...... What's going on?"

Yu Chifeng said: "It turns out that this Biyang Divine Skill blindly pursues the flow of the Yang Qi, and it must have its own Yin Qi to modulate it, otherwise it will die of **, which is not suitable for men to cultivate." Just as **, if there is no wind, it is just a fire, otherwise the whole forest will be burned. After your master realized this reason, there was no way to change it, so she had to practice herself. As the teacher said, this Biyang magic skill is very fast, because there are no moves, but the method of transportation is ingenious, which can be said to be a complete magic skill. In three days, Zhaoying had already cultivated to the fourth layer. That evening, she rushed to Xizi Lake and fought to the death with the enemy......"

Although Zimei knew that the master was fine later, the situation described by the master was too dangerous, and she was still fascinated by what she said.

Yu Chi Feng obviously got to the point, and unconsciously quickened his speech, and his voice also had a little urgency, "After that battle, the enemy died on the spot, and Zhaoying was also seriously injured. Since then, the two of us have been living here for a long time, and we can be regarded as living the days of a fairy couple. But such days didn't last long, and Zhaoying suddenly said goodbye......" Speaking of this, a few cloudy tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Zimei is also embarrassed, although I have never seen the appearance of the master, but thinking back then, the master and the master are invincible in the world, and finally tired of fighting, living in seclusion here, forgetting the rivers and lakes, it is also an enviable fairy couple, although it can not grow old together, but for most of the people in the rivers and lakes, this is also a rare happiness.

After a while, Yu Chifeng sighed and said, "In the second year of Zhaoying's death, I adopted an orphan, and that is your senior brother Bi'er. Since then, the teacher has never appeared on the rivers and lakes again. ”

Zimei felt a sadness in her heart, and was speechless for a while.

Yu Chifeng turned his head, looked at her with some deep meaning in his eyes, and said: "That vampire king must be the enemy's apprentice, or maybe by chance, he got the secret of whale sucking, and then added some evil techniques from the sideways, which became today's heavenly demon sucking skill." ”

Zimei nodded and said, "It must be." ”

Yu Chifeng sat at the table, raised his glass and drank it all, and said, "Mei'er, do you know why the teacher is telling you these things?"

Zimei groaned slightly and said, "What Master means is that we have to walk some roads by ourselves, and some things have to be solved by ourselves. ”

Yu Chifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Zimei couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Isn't it?"

Yu Chifeng sighed: "There is an enemy who has found the master. ”

Zimei's heart was shocked, and she lost her voice: "With Master's current reputation, dare someone come to provoke?!"

Yu Chifeng smiled bitterly again and said, "It's not human." ”

Zi Mei was stunned and blurted out, "Not a person?" As soon as the words came out, the shadow of the black-robed Demon Venerable suddenly flashed in her mind, and she frowned: "Is it a master of magic?"

Yu Chifeng still shook his head and said, "It's a big limit, and no one can escape it." He sighed and said, "Master is already old, long past the age of antiquity, if it weren't for the profound internal strength, the recovery from the injuries suffered in the early years would have been gone for many years, and it is not easy to persist to this day." Actually, it would be better to die earlier, so that he could reunite with Zhaoying one day earlier, but he still survived until now. It's just that, if that's the case, the teacher won't know your brothers and sisters, and there won't be today's sword god, it's all fate, just like the limit, no one can escape the fate!"

Zimei's intuition was like a fish in her throat, although she didn't say anything, but a layer of fog had formed in front of her, and the figure of the master she looked out was a little blurry.

Yu Chifeng said: "I originally wanted to pass on my life's internal strength to one of you and Bi'er, but now you come back alone, but it's too late." ”

He turned his head to look at the boundless moonlight outside the door, looking at it, as if he was waiting for someone, and as if he was looking forward to the appearance of hope, and finally let out a long sigh: "Bi'er, you have been down the mountain for nine years, and you said goodbye at that time, but you didn't expect to get together again, and now the opportunity to see you for the last time has come to naught!"

"Master......" Zimei's heart hurt, and she wanted to comfort her master a few words, but when the words came to her mouth, she only said these two words, and two lines of crystal teardrops couldn't stop dripping down her beautiful cheeks, like rain hitting plantains.

Yu Chifeng smiled, that glance was full of endless deep meaning, and the nostalgia and vicissitudes of that glance were heartbreaking.

Zimei didn't have a heartbreak, but it was also an indescribable heartache.

"Master, you ...... Your internal strength is shocking, it will be fine, you have just passed the age of antiquity, and you can ...... again"

Before Zimei finished speaking, Yu Chifeng suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Zimei seemed to be shocked, and quickly came back to her senses, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and flew to pounce on the master.

"Master, don't scare me, Master......" The words were already crying, and she was already crying.

Yu Chifeng's voice was already a little weak and weak, and the shallow smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be extremely reluctant, and it was even more difficult.

"Mei'er, Master...... Master's time limit has come, don't feel sorry for me, it's all fate, and ...... There's still a lot of work to do, ...... The road ahead will be on its own, I ......"

Yu Chifeng reached into his arms with difficulty, rubbing hard, as if he wanted to take something, and it must be a valuable thing.

Precious indeed.

For the martial arts people, this is indeed more precious than the golden treasure.

It was a thin booklet, the pages of which were already yellowed.

This booklet was in Yu Chifeng's hand, and his hand was already trembling slightly, and it was also an uncontrollable tremor.

His voice was also shaking, and he couldn't breathe: "Mei'er, this is your master's ...... Biyang Shengong Mental Secrets, only suitable for women to participate in the practice, you have to ...... Good, good ......."

"I know, I'll take care of myself, Master—"

"Also," Yu Chifeng gasped a few times, and also accumulated the strength of his whole body, "You want to ...... me Bury me in ...... Buried in ......"

I couldn't turn it around in one breath, my head tilted, and I was out of breath.

A meteor streaked across the sky.

Meteors are short-lived, but their rays are brilliant.

Nothing shines better than the brilliance of a meteor.

Some people are like this dazzling meteor in their lives.

Although Yu Chifeng is already in his prime, it is only a short moment in the vast history of martial arts.

Like a dazzling meteor in the sky.

A generation of sword venerable martial arts giants died.

Zimei threw herself on the corpse of her master and wept loudly, as if the sadness and grief of several lifetimes suddenly erupted.

The dim oil lamp, the jumping lamp, the melting moonlight, the slightest evening breeze.

Deep in the deserted mountains, there are a few thatched huts and a fenced courtyard.

A woman's heart-rending weeping.

No one can imagine that bleak scene, and no one can imagine Zimei's state of mind at this time.

The past is still vivid, but the body of the master is already cold to the tentacles.

Forget the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes may not forget him.

Some people, although they want to be unknown and not remembered, their deeds have been passed down from generation to generation by the world for thousands of years.

So, it became a legend.

Yu Chifeng's last sentence was not finished, but Zimei still understood.

Although she is already grief-stricken, she also knows the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death.

Behind the thatched hut there is a green grass, and the boundless grass hides a blue pool.

The pond is not big, but the water of the pond is clear, the breeze blows, and there is a touch of fragrance of flowers and plants, which is refreshing.

In the clear sun, you can also see the flying geese, the flying butterflies, the same beautiful scenery, the same birds and flowers. A person standing by the clear pool of water, watching the eagle hit the sky, the fish soaring to the shallow bottom, and couldn't help but feel heroic.

On the edge of Bitan, there is a tomb, which gives people a sense of abruptness, which seems to be quite inconsistent with this quiet scenery.

That was Wang Zhaoying's grave.

Zimei has been here countless times, and she knows that the one in the grave is the master's mother, and she is the master's beloved.

Zimei buried her master on the edge of this Bitan and buried her next to her mother.

Now there are two tombs, still so abrupt, still so incongruous, but this is a holy place.

It is the holy place for her and her brother, a holy place that no one can make.

The grave of the master is full of flowers, as if to welcome the arrival of the beloved.

If people really have souls, if there really is an underworld in the world, then the two people who died and loved each other will eventually be reunited in another country.

Is this also a kind of luck?

But this kind of luck is also slim after all, but for those who are alive, all that remains is blessings.

Isn't this blessing a kind of desolation?

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, if there is this tomb, it will inevitably make people feel desolate.

Unknowingly, Zimei has been here for two days.

In the past two days, her tears have almost dried up, but she has also thought about a lot of things, a lot of the past.

There are sad and sad things in the past, and there are also happy ones.

When she thought of her senior brother, she couldn't help but smile on the corner of her mouth.

When she was a child, she and her senior brother had been here more than once, but now she was the only one left in this empty and boundless green meadow.

The breeze blew, making her white-clothed hunting sound as if it were drifting away with the wind.

Drifting away are those unforgettable pasts, but also some unforgettable memories.