Text Chapter 13 Ink Fragrance, Above the World

Lin Futian was silent for a while, looked up at this guy who was not beaten, and said, "Come down and talk." This guy standing in the air smiled when he heard this, slowly landed beside Lin Futian, looked at Lin Futian, and couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, I'm really not used to the way you look now, do the math, we haven't seen each other for thousands of years." You guys just said to leave, and you stepped into reincarnation without discussing it with everyone, it's really ......"

Lin Futian ignored this annoying guy and gently put his hand into the water. Even though I haven't seen this guy for years, he's still so nagging. Looking to the right, the girl who didn't know her name was also looking at Lin Futian, and after making eye contact with Lin Futian, she shyly tilted her head away. Looking at the little girl's little hand holding the dress, Lin Futian hesitated for a moment, but still said: "You don't know what to do today's matter, don't tell anyone, not even your master." The little girl moved her body to Lin Futian and said, "I know everything, you must not be simple, you are the first "weirdo" I have seen in so many years." Don't worry, I won't say anything about today. As he spoke, he winked at Lin Futian.

The handsome man who was known as the saint of books saw that he was neglected, he was a little depressed, and pouted: "Lin Futian, right, you are called this name now." Can you ignore me, how do you say we have ...... too I haven't seen you in years. Don't you want me?" Looking at the way this guy counted his fingers, Lin Futian couldn't help but sigh: "After so many years, this guy is still a mess in arithmetic. ”

"No, not at all. Lin Futian replied expressionlessly. When the man called the Book Sage heard this, he immediately fell to the ground as if his heart hurt, and let out a wail. "Sad, sad...... It makes me so sad that you treat my old friend like this, and my current mood is really grief-stricken, painful, heartbroken, heartbroken, painful, and grief-stricken...... ”。 Seeing that he was endless, Lin Futian helplessly held his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, don't act." This time there is something important for you. ”

The guy who was wailing and rolling on the ground suddenly stopped, and his whole temperament suddenly changed, as if he was the book saint in someone else's mouth at this moment, he pillowed his arm under his head, and his gaze was far-reaching. "Say it. ”

Lin Futian propped his hands on his legs and said slowly: "Nangong Qixi, this time is my last chance, and it is also our chance. You've got to help me. The man on the ground, whose real name was Nangong Qixi, had a solemn face, because he knew that he would only call him by name if it was really important. So he sat up and looked up at the sky. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his lips were a little white, "Have you thought about it?"

Lin Futian said: "I thought about it, I went to him before, this life is really the last life, and my promise can be fulfilled." Nangong Qixi smiled: "That guy, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know how he's doing." ”

Nangong Qixi was silent for a while, and said, "I still have two hundred years to live." "The meaning is very clear, even if I only have two hundred years to live, I will accompany you to complete that thing.

This is friendship, sincere and unconditional, even beyond blood.

Lin Futian looked at him in surprise, "Two ...... Two hundred years! Why?" you must know that based on the cultivation of Nangong Qixi, you can actually live for a thousand years. Nangong Qixi laughed: "Do you think it is easy for me to maintain this handsome and dashing appearance? Alas...... You don't know how difficult it is, then ......"

Lin Futian frowned, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say. What exactly happened in the thousands of years that they lost contact. These questions can only be asked later. There will be no answer to the question now.

This guy is still so stupid.

Nangong Qixi got up and said, "Let's go, let's go, hurry up and go to [Sword Shrine], I know that your kid will definitely go back to that place this time, hehe." Kindness...... That little girl over there, do you want to be together?" suddenly called, the little girl was a little nervous, "I...... Can I go with you?"

Lin Futian just wanted to refuse, but Nangong Qixi had already replied first: "Of course, of course, it is a pleasure to have beautiful women on the road, Lin Futian likes a cute little girl like you the most." When the little girl heard this, she secretly glanced at Lin Futian, who was loveless, and felt that her heart was like a crisp bell ringing, and her face was suddenly flushed.

Nangong Qixi glanced at Lin Futian, whose face was as heavy as water, and smiled playfully, this guy, after so many years, his ability to deceive the little girl has become more and more sophisticated, tsk. It's unreasonable to think that I'm so suave, and no little girl likes me. Oh, too, where is there any heavenly reason.

Nangong Qixi recalled the brush that "likes the new and hates the old", rolled up his sleeves, and drew a teleportation circle in the air, which belongs to a kind of space circle. The ink fragrance burst, and a circle of light slowly opened in the air, and through the aperture, you could see the [Sword Shrine] mountain inside. Nangong Qixi waved his sleeves: "Let's go." Lin Futian and his party stepped into it.

As the most dangerous existence in the forbidden land, [Sword Shrine] can be said to be very famous, because there is only one person who has successfully reached the top, and that is the current dean - Ying Cangyu. In fact, the [Sword Shrine] looks like an ordinary mountain, but when you get closer, you will feel the rich sword aura and sword intent. Only true kendo geniuses can reach the top and become the dean's student.

Lin Futian and his party slowly walked towards the entrance of the [Sword Shrine], Lin Futian inadvertently glanced at Nangong Qixi, and immediately lowered his head and pursed his lips.

Once a teenager, now he has gray hair.

Nangong Qixi sent Lin Futian to the entrance of the [Sword Shrine] and said, "I'll send you here, I have to leave quickly, otherwise your identity will be exposed." As he spoke, he turned around and walked backwards, and when he stepped into the teleportation array, he turned around and grinned, "Hey, don't miss me too much." Lin Futian said in a complicated mood: "Let's go quickly." Nangong Qixi stuck out his tongue and grimaced at Lin Futian, "Let's go." "Disappeared in an instant.

Lin Futian smiled, this guy is still so stupid. This fool, with pen and ink as a staff, has been doing it to this day.

Lin Futian glanced at the little girl, although he didn't know why Nangong Qixi must have asked him to bring this little girl, but he knew that it would definitely not be as simple as he said. If you can't figure it out, you just don't want to, Lin Futian glanced at the mountain peak buried in the sea of clouds, and recommended it to be unsheathed, Lin Futian held the sword in his right hand, and slowly slashed it vertically, the clouds were light and the wind was light. The little girl couldn't see any doorway, but felt a breeze blowing, and the sword aura that brought a sense of oppression suddenly disappeared. Lin Futian did not put the sword into the sheath, the sword body of the Moon Pot Sword was as smooth as the moon at this moment, and if you looked closely, there were a lot of thin white sword qi entanglements on the sword body, making the sword body look like it was glowing. The little girl's eyes seemed to be sprinkled with stars at the moment, and she looked at the Moon Pot Sword curiously, because she seemed to feel that it was also alive, and this wonderful feeling made the little girl more and more happy.

Lin Futian said, "Let's go too." The little girl said yes, and jumped up and followed.

The wind blew the sunset red again.

Some of the time when we look back is forgotten to move forward.

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Far away [East China Sea].

There is no shortage of people here who read books and write people. The most famous is the local ink. It is said that the ink here has a spirit. The people here make a living from fishing, although there are very few literate people in the area, except for private schools. But after all, it is a place where the book has been published. There is a local rule that if you see a piece of paper on which you have written on the road, even if it is only a small corner, even if it has been defaced, you must not trample on it. Even the farmers passing by would bend down, respectfully pick it up, hold it in the palm of their hand, and walk towards the local temple of Wenshen. Perhaps, there will be another character like the book saint in the local area.

On the side of the temple gate, there is a stone furnace, on which are engraved a few vague words: "Respect the word paper, the book ......" The rest of the words are not clear, so the locals have always regarded the first four words as the purpose, full of piety.

There are many fishermen in the local coastal waters. In any season, if he wishes to go fishing in the open sea, the owner of the ship will definitely walk a few miles, find a scholar, and exchange a basket of eggs and a bundle of dried fish for a stack of writing paper. They believe that the heaviest thing in the world is these Hesse calligraphy. Only by pressing a stack of paper to the bottom can you dare to sail away through the waves.

The farmers who picked up the paper on the road, and the fishermen who pressed it in the bilge, were illiterate. Illiterate people respect words as if they had never met a god they had never met, for the sake of the world, for the respect of heaven and earth.

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At the peak of the [Sword Shrine], Lin Futian and the little girl sat cross-legged. One is that it consumes too much energy, and the other is that it is too tiring to climb the mountain. Lin Futian really can't be said to be easy along the way, the [Sword Shrine] is worthy of being the most dangerous forbidden place, there have been several times the [Flow] of sword qi and sword intent has caused Lin Futian to be seriously injured, and his energy has been greatly lost, and his soul that has finally stabilized also has a tendency to separate. But fortunately, there is a mysterious little girl by her side, whenever Lin Futian is seriously injured, she will shake the bell in her hand, and as soon as the bell rings, the soul that was originally somewhat separated will be stable again, and even the injury will be somewhat improved. It seems that that Nangong Qixi guy knows something, no wonder he must let him take this little girl with him. Otherwise, with his current strength, even if he reaches the top, he is estimated to be half-dead.

Before you know it, it's already evening. The rumored dean didn't wait for them at the summit, probably because he didn't expect anyone to come here. Fortunately, the summit is relatively wide and flat, and although there are many unknown swords inserted in the ground, it is quite wide.

Lin Futian took out the food from the storage ring and handed it to the little girl. The two of them just looked at the starry sky and ate their food.

Suddenly, the little girl, presumably because she was full, excitedly pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "Look at the stars in the sky, it doesn't look like falling time." ”

Lin Futian had no time to pay attention to the little girl's imaginative words, looking at the sky, there was a gray halo in his eyes, and the secret was running, although he was seriously injured at the top, he also gained a lot. Lin Futian felt that he was about to break through the realm, maybe tonight, or tomorrow.

Seeing that Lin Futian did not respond, the little girl angrily hammered Lin Futian with her arm and asked, "Is it like it?"

Lin Futian was startled, so he had to say, "Like... Resemble. ”

The little girl snorted, obviously feeling that Lin Futian's answer was too perfunctory.

"Can I call you Ling'er in the future?"

"Ling'er, why?"

"Uh...... It's more convenient that way. ”

"Ling'er...... That's a good name! So be it, I'll allow you to call me that. Lin Futian looked at her smiling "idiot" appearance, a little helpless.

"Well, then you will be called Ling'er from now on. ”

"Eun, yes, yes, it seems that you still have read books~"

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Not far behind Lin Futian, there was a blue-eyed old man who had been ignored for a long time, and his eyes were a little complicated, a little shocked, and a little emotional. I wanted to take a sip of wine to suppress my shock, but the baby wine jug was confiscated by the mother-in-law at home, which made a drinker feel good. But I can only dare to be angry and dare not speak, so I have to come out late at night to relax, who knows, there are actually two people who have reached the top, this is a scene that has not appeared for many years, no, there has never been.

The old man looked at the sky, but it could not answer his question, and the old man sighed with some emotion: It is really better than blue. I can't understand the way of the world now. It's a pity that the mother-in-law at home is not there, otherwise she could have secretly drunk the wine in her shock, alas, it's a pity.

That's it, who in this world is good for her?......

In the whole river, in fact, above the whole world. There are many causes and effects, and there are no definite numbers.