After the two buried the bronze horse, Xie Duyan cried in front of the grave for a while, and his slender jade fingers were propped on the wooden tombstone, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Li Jing didn't speak, just stood quietly aside.

For the crying woman in front of her, she can't talk about liking it, and she can't afford to hate it.

After all, her heart was empty, and there was nothing left.

Xie Duyan stood up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, "I'm sorry to make you laugh." ”

"It's fine. Li Jing replied lightly, and couldn't help but think of the rainy night when she bumped into Xie Duyan and Liu Yu sleeping together.

She was also crying so sadly that she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on her face.

Fortunately, all this has left her, so that she can stand in front of this woman she once hated and deal with it calmly.

Li Jing does not have Xie Duyan's strategic talent, she can't be Liu Yu's right-hand man, and she doesn't have the meticulous scheming of this woman, she can't do everything she wants, she is just a child of the rivers and lakes in the end, and she does everything she wants in her life.

At present, Li Jing can't say how high she can stand or see farther, but her heart is open. She looked at Xie Duyan, the opponent she had hated for more than ten years, and although she had mixed feelings in her heart, it no longer made her impulsive and couldn't help but pull out the knife.

It was late at night, the two decided to return to Dali Temple, they didn't say anything all the way, and after saying a few polite words under the old willow tree in the backyard, they parted ways and returned to their respective wings.

Li Jing pushed open the door and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the familiar scene in the house.

She locked the door, unloaded her suit, and lay down on the couch in a relaxed position, with her hands behind her head as pillows.

Her practice of the Nine Yin Gong of the Hidden Dragon and the slashing of the robe complement each other, both of which are practiced in action, walking is practice, eating is practice, and sleeping is also practice. As long as the realm is reached, Kung Fu will be improved, that is, the so-called practice everywhere in life, which is in line with the Buddhist principle of self-cultivation.

She originally thought that her father only taught her some miscellaneous martial arts during his lifetime, but he refused to teach the most profound dripping skills, but after these years of practice, especially since the recent sudden enlightenment, she felt more and more that the two kung fu taught by her father to her were extremely profound, and not only were they not inferior to dripping skills, but even had a tendency to excel.

On that day, Li Jing recalled her father's life in the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and heard the sound of a monk chanting not far away.

It was then that her martial arts began to improve by leaps and bounds, unlike anything else. And all of this happened in just a few days.

After the martial arts realm became clear, she began to have her own opinions on the martial arts taught by her father. If the Nine Yin Gong of the Hidden Dragon is said to be practiced everywhere in life, as the so-called water is impermanent, the dragon is impermanent, everything must be understood in order to improve, then the twelve major formulas in the robe are metaphors for the prosperity must decline, and the moon will be lost.

The so-called positive and negative, up and down, left and right, flat and oblique, shun and reverse, anger and non-anger, these six pairs of completely different things have complementary meanings, if they are biased to one side, then the state of mind must be defective, defective life, then martial arts are difficult to achieve.

Li Jing used to have a strong personality, and there was no room for anything in her eyes. She has played countless ruthless methods, but every time she uses these methods, she is getting farther and farther away from her original intention. She couldn't see through the reason at first, but now she understands that everything stems from her own over-attachment.

Attachment to love, attachment to hate, and at the same time attachment also makes people blind, not only to see the truth behind unsympathetic things, but also easy to go to extremes.

The more ruthless she is, the more difficult it is to hide her inner weakness when doing things, especially when King Kui fights with her father, she is extremely cowardly. The more cunning she is, the easier it is to leave flaws in the intrigues and tricks she is good at, so that she is played with by Xie Duyan and ridiculed by Liu Yu so much that she has no power to fight back.

After she finally understood this, she only felt that her heart had crossed countless mountains that she had looked up to, and standing on the top of the mountain, she had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Li Jing faintly felt that the drip work may not be the most proud work of her father during his lifetime. Otherwise, with his father's amazing talent and talent that is not inferior to Wang Daozhi, how could he still not understand the mystery of Qi for decades, the only possible explanation is that my father spent most of his life on the creation and teaching of the Nine Yin Gong of the Hidden Dragon and the Robe Chopping to her.

When her father taught her these two kung fu skills, she pretended to be casual on her face, and she didn't know how many ups and downs she had experienced in her heart.

My father felt guilty for his mother's death all his life, and for the rest of his life after escaping Buddhism, he left his warm feelings to his daughter, whom he had never met. For the sake of this daughter, he was willing to give up his pursuit of martial arts, and devoted his life to creating shocking martial arts for his daughter, so as to make up for his lack of father's love.

Li Jing thought that maybe the moment his father taught him martial arts, his life was already complete, and the recognition of the two after that was just a matter of course, everything is inevitable, if you don't come sooner, you will come later.

Father should have expected what would happen to the entry of these two martial arts, the so-called everything is practice, and everything she feels in life may provide a boost for martial arts comprehension, so let her act according to her own heart, even if she insisted on staying by King Kui's side, her father never objected. If it weren't for King Kui secretly poisoning her, her father might never have had the intention of fighting with King Kui.

Thinking of this, Li Jing couldn't help but sigh. The night was silent, but she couldn't sleep. Sleeplessness is not due to loneliness, but to the melancholy that cannot be discharged in the heart.

She got up from the couch, put on her clothes, pushed open the door, and walked into the courtyard.

In the southwest corner of the backyard there was a flower bed with a half-aged plum tree, and she wanted to walk over and smell the scent of a few fallen plum petals to cool her mind.

Li Jing didn't go far before she saw that the lights were still on in the study of the east ear room where Liu Yu was, and the flickering candlelight was quietly sprinkled in the boundless darkness of the courtyard through the window paper.

She suddenly let go of her desire to see the plum blossoms, stepped on the snow and came to the door of Liu Yu's house, and wanted to go in and say a few words, but when she knocked on the door, she changed her mind again.

She had heard people say that Liu Yu usually practiced in the second half of the night, never sleeping, and it was undoubtedly an inappropriate move for her to interrupt rashly at this time.

Thinking of this, Li Jing sighed softly and walked in the direction of the flower bed through the snow.

She walked very slowly, expecting that on the way there would be a cry from the direction of the study, so that she would turn around naturally.

But what she was hoping for did not happen after all, and the night was still so quiet, not even a trace of wind.

She came to the plum tree, looked down and sniffed the fragrance of plum blossoms, a little snow touched her nose, cool and silky. Perhaps because she hadn't expected this, she couldn't help but shudder.