Tianshan Chapter 30 Succession Ceremony (II)

At this time, the ceremony has begun, everything is ready, and the people watching the ceremony are already waiting under the high platform. Everyone was beaming with joy and full of spring light, celebrating this grand event of the Xuannu Sect together.

The flowers are like brocade, the crowds are surging, I am only waiting for you in the vast sea of people, but Qingying is looking for it, looking for it, and I can't find Li Muyun's figure.

Qingying stood on the red carpet, her face was sad, and she couldn't hide the endless sadness in her heart: Mu Yun, are you starting to hate me? Why don't you even want to see me for the last time? There are thousands of people here, and there are thousands of people, and you are not as good as you, and I am the only one I have seen.

Great Elder Liu Yingmei stood beside Qingying and urged softly: "Heavenly Maiden, the ceremony has begun, please clean up your mood and take over the position of sect master." ”

Liu Yingmei clearly knew what Qingying was waiting for, but she had already asked her disciples to stop her, and she would never let Li Muyun enter the mountain gate and destroy the succession ceremony of the Heavenly Maiden.

Although Li Taiyi was as cunning as a fox, he took advantage of Qingying's compassion and borrowed the moon spirit soul to give Li Muyun a ray of life. But two years later, Li Muyun will be buried in the oven of heaven and earth, turned to ashes, and the moon spirit will naturally return.

As long as the Celestial Maiden supports herself in the ice and snow cave for two years, she will be able to regain her freedom and embark on the path of cultivation again. Maybe he can also use Li Muyun's death as an opportunity to cut off the love relationship, step into the realm of Taishang forgetfulness, and become the only enlightener in the Xuannu Sect.

Qing Ying, accompanied by several Guardian Elders, walked up to the high platform step by step, looking far away. The clouds are light and the wind is light, the world is vast, the white crane spreads its wings, flies in the sky, and the elk raises its head, leisurely and chirping.

A clear light fell from the sky, and two treasures of the Xuannu Sect were presented one by one, a colorful feather coat and a green wood hairpin.

The colorful feather coat collects the feathers of the seven kinds of immortal birds in the heavenly realm, and refines them with the Nine Heavens Purple Fire, which is invasive by water and fire, and can block the supreme blow of the true immortal.

The Aoki hairpin is made from the branches of the Babel Tree and burned for 36 days in the Bagua Furnace of Laojun with the true fire of Samadhi, which can be changed as you like.

The Xuannu Sect originally had three holy relics, but the moon spirit was already in Li Muyun's sea of knowledge.

Qingying slowly flew into the clear light, and suddenly auspicious clouds fell from the sky, falling colorful glow, the ground swelled with golden lotus, and the fairy aura was permeated.

In the surprise of everyone, the clear shadow fell to the ground, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens descending to the earth, ice muscles and jade bones, and frost on the wrists. The feather coat was added, and the Aoki hairpin flew into her long hair, without a trace of human fireworks.

Qingying's eyes were cold, and he glanced around, but he still didn't have the person he saw in his heart. Her heart was full of despair, and the unstoppable thoughts came like a tide, instantly flooding her heart. The flame of love has been ignited, like countless insects and ants tearing at her soul.

Qingying has a splitting headache and is crumbling, and it seems like she is going to fall down at any moment.

Liu Yingmei immediately stepped forward and secretly held her hand, so as not to fall on top of the ceremony, and at that time, the Xuannu Sect would definitely become a joke in the cultivation world. She asked her disciple to block Li Muyun from entering, just to prevent the current situation.

But Qingying was still surging with emotion, which triggered the love fire in his body, and the situation was very critical. Wei Suqing also came to the sect master's side, and Liu Yingmei walked slowly forward with Liu Yingmei, one left and one right.

Liu Yingmei whispered in Qingying's ear: "Sect Master, you can finish the ceremony with peace of mind first, if you have any questions, you can wait for the ceremony to end, and then go to Li Muyun to ask, he is in the Flying Flower Cave." ”

Qingying came back to her senses at this time, silently recited the Qingyin Pushan mantra, and stopped thinking in her heart. Cheer up, slowly walk down the high platform, and accept the congratulations of 10,000 people.

The people of various factions who came to watch the ceremony came forward to congratulate one after another, the elders in the door were still a little reserved, and the young talents of the disciples' generation were flushed and excited. The sect master of the Xuannu Sect is indeed a goddess descending to earth, with ice muscles and jade bones, and a fairy posture, such as a hollow valley and an orchid, and she forgets the vulgar when she sees it. Some people are even more fascinated, and when they see this watery face, they feel that they are fortunate in three lives.

Qing is a walking corpse, and he walked the whole process indifferently. Liu Yingmei and Wei Suqing, two elders, accompanied her and helped her return the salute one by one, thanking everyone for their support to the Xuannu Sect.

Until the end of the ceremony, Qingying never saw Li Muyun's figure, she returned to the Hall of Inquiry, and suddenly spat blood from her mouth, like plum blossoms, sprinkled on the desk.

Lingering thoughts, infinite concern, no matter what, she must see Li Muyun again, otherwise she will never feel at ease. Qingying walked out of the Hall of Inquiry, and flew towards the Flying Flower Cave.

The bright moon is in the sky, the pavilion in front of the Feihua Cave is still the same, and the old man is not seen.

Li Muyun was in front of the Moon Pavilion independently, immersed in the past of the two and couldn't extricate himself, letting the breeze blow on his face, and the fragrance of flowers filled his sleeves, but he didn't know it.

Qingying fell from Ruoye, looking at Li Muyun's single figure, lingering alone, feeling pity in his heart, and couldn't help but step forward and approach.

Li Muyun's expression was indifferent, and he asked softly: "Little uncle, why are you here?" ”

The joys of the past have become memories, and now you and I seem to be thousands of miles apart. In my dreams, whose long hair had caressed my cheeks, and whose hands had held my body tight in my memory. But these are all in the past, and standing in front of me is a strange you.

Qingying wanted to say but didn't know where to start, so she walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the quiet night sky. Her soft hair rose slightly in the wind, and she was still so beautiful and exquisite, like a snowlotus on an iceberg, blooming in the cold moonlight.

Li Muyun glanced up at her slightly, and her white skirt fluttered in the wind, like white clouds floating in the sky.

Her figure is still so moving, if it was before, Li Muyun would have secretly gone over and hugged her from behind, but now it won't. She stood in this familiar position, waiting for him to come over, but Li Muyun just stood there, lowering her head and not daring to look at her.

The shining spring, like the flow of water, can go back to the past, but not the beginning.

Li Muyun secretly hurt himself: What's the use of me thinking about you again, you will never treat me like before again. Although the little uncle didn't understand feelings, he wasn't really ruthless, and now although he understands feelings, he just wants to practice.

Qingying originally wanted to ask why she didn't come today, but seeing Li Muyun's detached expression, she suddenly realized that the answer was no longer important.

Qingying pondered for a moment and whispered, "Tomorrow I will be in retreat, I don't know when I will be able to go out again, today I will come to see you for the last time." ”

Li Muyun was cautious and did not dare to step forward to get close to her. Although you are still by my side, my heart is far away, and I can no longer find that familiar feeling.

It turned out that it was a long time, but it was just a misunderstanding.

I used to believe in eternal vows, but the water flows eastward, the geese fly south, and nothing in this world is constant. What I said is even more so, Uncle Xiao wants me to remember you, I engraved you in my heart, but you forgot me.

Li Muyun tried his best not to grieve, but the sadness was silent in his heart. You are like the moon in the sky, but I am just a rootless weed, and the humble ones don't even have the right to hope.

He tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but there was some bitterness in his smile: "Little uncle, since you are dedicated to the Dao, I can only wish you to become an immortal as soon as possible and ascend to the immortal realm." "At that time, Uncle Xiao was blessed with immortals, and his longevity was the same as that of Tianqi, and he was just a cup of loess. Who remembers whom thousands of years later.

Kiyokage is heartbroken: Although I have hidden everything from you, sooner or later you will understand my painstaking intentions, and I hope you will still love me then.

Excalibur unsheathed and left the Flying Flower Cave with Qingying. Came in a hurry, left in a hurry, wanted to find an answer when I came, and had already made a decision in my heart when I went: Mu Yun, take care of yourself, and wait for me to go out to protect your safety.

I wish you could look back at me again, but you just left without attachment, and that happy time will never look back once it is gone.

Only Li Muyun was left to watch alone in front of the Flying Flower Cave. Uncle Xiao once said that he would always be good to me, but you are no longer the person you used to be, the person who hugged me when it was cold.

It's cold, and only Xiaobai is with him, and only he won't dislike me. Li Muyun squatted down and gently hugged Xiaobai in his arms: Since no one in this world will be good to me, then I will be good to myself.

The heavens are vast, the earth is vast, and only his lonely one is left between heaven and earth.

From now on, the mountains are high and the road is long, and he will go alone.

Suddenly snow fell in the sky, like someone's tears. Li Muyun secretly wondered: I don't know if anyone will cry for me when I die.

The green mountains are not old, and they are snow-white. The green water is worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind. Just because of emotion, life is no longer calm.

I don't know what to do, go deep, the living can die, and the dead can live. Ruthless, affectionate, and unforgettable.

On the Hall of Inquiry, the lights were flickering, and Qingying knelt alone in front of the statue and swore to the Nine Heavens Xuannu: I saw that all living beings had no intention, but I was moved by you. Mu Yun, cultivating in this life is not for immortality, but for staying by your side and protecting your peace and joy.

Qingying kowtowed to the idol three times and walked into the ice and snow cave.

The cold wind is howling, and the snow and ice are scorching.

Qingying faced the wind, towards the snow, and walked into the depths of the cave step by step, until the white jade hall, the source of the wind and snow, she stopped.

In the hall, a thousand-year-old ice spirit hovers high in the air. The Ice Spirit is the spirit of heaven and earth, the soul of the glacier, and its essence after death condenses into an ice spirit. This thousand-year-old ice spirit was transplanted from the extreme north by the ancestor of the Xuannu Sect.

Snowflakes gradually climbed up her Emei, covering her whole body, countless hoarfrost hung on her face, her hands and feet gradually stiffened, and the blood slowly stopped flowing. Ice and snow seal time and freeze everything, as if everything had stood still.

Qingxiang stands quietly with an ice sculpture, but her heart is still warm, life is immortal, and she misses it endlessly: Chaochao and twilight are only for you, and her heart and mind are all about you. Mu Yun, you are my constant concern all my life.